|
|
Post by Erin Flynn on Apr 17, 2010 12:28:43 GMT -5
Erin eyed the young woman suspiciously. Something about her seemed off and made Erin uneasy. Arthur looked disturbed by what Erin could tell in looking over. She didn't allow herself to look that surprised, but in all honesty she was perplexed and extremely confused. The young woman didn't look familiar to her at all. There was a moment of silence as Erin wondered if Arthur had seen the woman before. She couldn't tell by his expression.
The young woman however didn't show any emotion on her face, which only made Erin even more uneasy. Though Erin was in the business of deceiving she didn't like how this woman seemed so much better at masking emotions. Did this woman even have emotions? "Who are you?" Erin asked pointedly.
Just after she asked the question something caught her eye. Placed just out of sight on her hip, the young woman wore a broach. A broach that Erin swore she recognized. Scout. In an instant Erin pulled free one of her many weapons and lunged at the woman she suspected to be a sailor scout. Holding the blade close to her neck Erin asked again, "Who are you?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Hotaru Tomoe on Apr 17, 2010 19:22:43 GMT -5
Hotaru wouldn't be sure what to think or feel even if she had every ability to. Something about the woman she'd never met gave her silent warning alarms. It was hard to understand taking into account the small range of her feeling capabilities. By the time that Arthur spoke, Hotaru was feeling the warning even stronger in her mind. It wasn't long before that warning bloomed to danger. Under the knife of the woman, Hotaru should have felt alarmed, but she did not.
"Who am I?" She repeated. The question was both to sum up what she was asked and think about it herself. She wasn't sure she knew how to answer the question. "I am Dark Saturn." She replied after a time. With that having been said a dark purple light began to come from the broach at her hip. That broach that looked so cruel in it's ways now once proclaimed her a valiant savior of the people. It was nothing more than a collar now. She could remember that much at least.
Enveloped in the sweet light of her powers, Hotaru began to change and the other woman was thrown back by a wave of power. As all settled down Hotaru stood in her dark scout dress with a cool look on her face, "Puppet of Liam. Tool of Umbraregnum."
|
|
|
|
Post by Arthur Godfrey on Apr 18, 2010 15:19:56 GMT -5
God, Arthur hated shows of... what ever the hell this was. Woop-dee-doo. Magic powers. Get over yourself. He had to admit, it was a little bit entertaining to watch, but still. She just seemed like she was showing off. The light kind of sparked his headache, even through the sunglasses.
"Okay, that's great and everything." He gave a sarcastic little golf clap, and he crossed his arms. "What exactly are you doing now, then?"
Arthur was a little relieved that Hotaru and showed up. He had been feeling very much like a trapped rat, and she had broken that up a bit. Now, he was still feeling a little nervous, but it wasn't to do with Erin. He shifted his weight. He looked over at Erin. Oh. Hm. Yeah. She wasn't very comfortable. He started to wonder if maybe he should take the situation a little more seriously.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hotaru Tomoe on Apr 18, 2010 18:47:25 GMT -5
There was a pause of hesitation while Hotaru thought about what she was allowed to say. Liam gave her orders. He intended her to do things, but she wasn't sure of these people or what they were allowed to know. "Liam wanted me. He called me back here," She spoke with the slightest tone of uncertainty. There was something gnawing at the back of her head, but she couldn't figure out what it was.
The woman who was thrown back to the floor hadn't stirred much since she turned to Dark Saturn. "I know nothing more than how to do what Liam requests." She said that line without thinking. The woman on the floor seemed under the impression that the Sailor Scouts, that any scout, was an enemy. Hotaru didn't understand why considering that she was the only one awake. At least she assumed that was how it was. Hotaru remembered seeing the other scouts in a peculiar and ominous slumber.
"Don't attack me again," Hotaru said with dark cruelty, "I won't be so kind next time." The brilliant blade of the Silence Glaive shone brightly as she moved it to her side. The Silence Glaive was a ruthless weapon. It made Hotaru think of a Goddess of death. She wasn't sure why.
|
|
|
|
Post by Erin Flynn on Apr 18, 2010 18:55:07 GMT -5
That weapon made Erin want to strike the younger woman harder than before. Bury a blade in her neck. Damned Sailor Scouts made her sick to her stomach. It was alarming to see one after they had disappeared, let alone the most dangerous scout of them all. The scout that tried and almost destroyed the world once. If any scout would turn to the side of Umbraregnum, Erin supposed it made sense that it would be Saturn. The destroyer. The murderess. A goddess of death.
"Arthur," Erin said with hate in her voice. It was directed at him for the most part, but she was extremely angry now. Being thrown back so easily without that young woman really having to do anything made everything all the worse. Erin thought about what the Dark Saturn had said about being a puppet. Did she have will? Or was she truly a puppet of Liam. Erin assumed she'd know if Liam was working with such a volatile force as the Sailor Scouts, but it appeared he'd left her out of the loop. Erin suddenly hated her position in things.
"Arthur," She repeated, "Is you father really working with these-" She paused and clenched her jaw tightly. "These damnable scouts?" The fury in her tone was not just from not knowing. Erin hated the Sailor Scouts. She hated the Star Scouts.
|
|
