Sailor Lethe ✫ Hasegawa Masuyo (
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Our planet found peace through death
The desert is hot, a dry heat begging for relief, at least a drink. The world is turned to sand and dust, broken only by the dim, hazy horizon. Dust even coats the objects carefully uncovered and laid out, almost as quickly as they're brushed off. Even this deep pit, dug too well to be natural, provides scant shelter.
Lethe's scarves and veils keep her from breathing dust, even if they result in the eerie impression of a shroud. She works carefully at one corner of the dig, where she's patiently unearthing a small object. When it's free, she meticulously brushes away the dust and dirt.
"Come closer," she invites, "And see something from a place that was lost."
(ooc: not quite evented, though bad luck may show as things go wrong at the dig. feel free to find artifacts not just from her world, but from the other character's world as well.)
Lethe's scarves and veils keep her from breathing dust, even if they result in the eerie impression of a shroud. She works carefully at one corner of the dig, where she's patiently unearthing a small object. When it's free, she meticulously brushes away the dust and dirt.
"Come closer," she invites, "And see something from a place that was lost."
(ooc: not quite evented, though bad luck may show as things go wrong at the dig. feel free to find artifacts not just from her world, but from the other character's world as well.)
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The countless worn structures that reminded him of the stone temples of pre-hispanic american civilizations... And of structures he remembers seeing on Delta Halo.
For once, this all does not matter to him.
"Where is Mercury."
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Even if she were a more tender-hearted person, she'd have no good news to give him. As it is, she is simply matter-of-fact. She has been preparing for the day Galaxia will be challenged by Sailor Moon, and as such, she knows the ones holding out against the force of the shadow galactica. The ones from the solar system that still has many star seeds to take.
"She defies Galaxia-sama. She probably already met the fate reserved for people foolish enough to do that."
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John was a mortal that had defied madmen and their followers. Even as he knew it was Chaos who controlled Galaxia, the Spartan expected no less from Ami.
As the guide of the death, Lethe may be his only trail to her. He walks closer to her. His crosshairs do not waver.
"Where. Is. Mercury."
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Her eyes drift to the crosshairs and their implied threat. It's enough to make her answer, though she still has nothing he'll want to hear. Telling him becomes her own little form of revenge.
"If she's already been defeated, she doesn't exist any longer. Her star seed will be with Galaxia-sama. It would have been better not to be involved with her and to avoid regretting her loss."
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I don't leave my own behind.
There is only one element that still marks her as a target with information, preventing her from being part of the countless other sentients he had killed while in service.
The ruins that look far too much like those he had seen on the rings.
"Then, why are you showing me this?"
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"This is probably all that's left of Sailor Mercury by now." Dust to dust, nothing to nothing, even power deserting the empty vessel that once held it.
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He replies coldly against the taunts. He does not succumb to his emotions - to the taunts. Too well had Mendez trained him to only let them reinforce his decisions, but not to give in to them. Some alien enemies have this tried in the past against him.
Just as well, he had heard too many times from a similar entity about hopelessness - just to reveal to it the key to its' end. Similarly, the Spartan and Mercury faced an abomination capable of crossing worlds... And survived.
From behind his HUD, pretending to keep his eyes on her, his sight spots something too familiar. Marked beneath a column as smooth as polished onyx, there is a symbol almost sunken beneath the white sands.
It feels too familiar.
He shakes the tip of his MA5C towards it, prepared to follow her.
"Check it."
He swears he has seen it before.
Somewhere.
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How strange, then, that it should be here, amid the ruins of her planet. Their dreams have merged and melded, however either of them may dislike the fact. She steps forward, always conscious in the back of her mind of the weapon still ready - and the unlikelihood of getting off her own attack before it struck.
Begrudgingly, she goes to the object, but pauses before reaching for it, a short distance away still.
"What is it?"
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"You said this was from a place once lost."
One civilization comes to mind, along with Mercury's tales of her own ancient civilization prior to mankind.
The Spartan steps forward -- when the entire desert around the ruins begins to drain, but refraining itself from even taking the human or the senshi. It all seems to drain around a gleaming, massive sphere at least a hundred meters wide. Around it, several inert figures with seemingly detached limbs await, taller than the Spartan.
He takes a tentative step towards the silvery mass. He expects to sink, but the sand holds his weight. Every further step he takes towards the sunken artifact is held with a supernatural strength, acting as stairs as the silvery sands of every abandoned step get back in place. Not a grain of it clings to his metallic feet.
The area around the massive sphere glows to his eyes, but not as much as Lethe.
Forerunner.
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She's interrupted by the reaction of whatever artifact she's uncovered, which even she steps back from. What is it doing? What is he doing? Does he intend to let it draw him in? His fate is no concern of hers, she reminds herself; but does this object have such power?
"This never belonged here," she says, eyeing it now.
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"There was something like this in Earth." His Earth. "We never knew until now."
But he remembers Mercury. She knew of not only her world, but her planet, and her element. Lethe may know more about it. If there was a link... He would need to know.
"What killed everything here?"
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"It was war. And in the end, this was the peace that came of it." And when that came to pass, what else was she to do, but become who she is now?
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His breathing inside of his armor turns more noticeable."
"Sides?"
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At her sisters call, she inches closer to the other, sitting on her knees and peering over Lethe's shoulder. "You've... found something?"
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She says valuable, and not important. This place was home to them, and she acknowledges that; but it is a place they've left behind. She would be better off not to stay attached to it.
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"Ugh! It -- it won't budge..." she frowns -- then another idea seems to strike her. "Maybe if we try together. On the count of three. One -- two... -- "
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"This was from our house, wasn't it? It was one of a kind..." Not particularly expensive, for they hadn't been wealthy, but it had been... a treasure, she supposes could be said.
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Heh. A future after all, in which there will be time for that sort of salvaging.
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She speaks as though the memento has little hold over her; though to tell the truth, she's as surprised as Mnemosyne to have found it. And she wonders what it might mean, if there's hope in this place yet.
A strange word, hope.
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"It... it's precious to me. Even if it's from a long forgotten past... when I look at it -- " and she does just that, gazing at it longingly in her hands again, "it's as though... I can almost remember what it felt like... back then..." back -- when she could still say she had a heart.
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"I never thought we'd come back here," she admits once she finally lets go to look around the area once more. "Even though we lived here all that time."
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"I don't... regret coming back here. Do you? Lethe?" Memories are important to her; that much is obvious. But for her sister...
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Does it mean in some ways she was happier? No, she decides; her happiness comes from being near Mnemosyne.
"Do you regret the time since then?"
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