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Sailor Lethe ✫ Hasegawa Masuyo ([personal profile] drinkandforget) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2012-06-05 09:31 am

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.)
one_one_se7en: (Grim)

[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-06 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
The Master Chief does not remove his sights from the head of Lethe. Impervious to the heat and the sands covering them beneath his sealed armor, he does not flinch the least with the sand that blows around them.

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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[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-07 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Worse to serve her."

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."
one_one_se7en: (Grim)

[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-10 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
His body tenses inside his armor. Only by the smallest motions in his arms betray him. His fingers resist the temptation to kill her then and there. He stays silent.

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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[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-10 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I know what a glassing is like."

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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[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-10 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
He pauses. He expected Lethe to know... but seems to know just about as much as him.

"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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[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-10 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
His visor turns to her, locked. If this was her home, but she wouldn't even know of things like this... Ever since these dreams got him in contact with Ami, they had turned stranger.

"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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[personal profile] one_one_se7en 2012-06-10 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
Rings killing all sentient life in a galaxy to make peace. The same kind of peace Lethe always seems to cherish for. No war. No life. Only an inhospitable wasteland.

His breathing inside of his armor turns more noticeable."

"Sides?"

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[personal profile] memorials 2012-06-25 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Her hands work reluctantly, even though her spirit seems hungry for the knowledge of the things they uncover. Mnemosyne feels more like a tresspasser than anything, despite the grounds they search being a land they once could have called their own.

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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[personal profile] memorials 2012-06-25 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Under Lethe's request, she doesn't hesitate to dig her hands into the earth, trying to get a grip on whatever it is her twin seems to have spotted. Giving it a tug, the object doesn't seem to want to move, causing Mnemosyne to try and get into a better position in order to pull.

"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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[personal profile] memorials 2012-06-25 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Mnemosyne stares at the treasure in Lethe's hands, hovering close, still. "That's..." the memory seems long forgotten by now -- as though it was nothing more than a fleeting dream from the past. Thoughts and feelings even the guardian of memories had long put to rest... "I can't believe... something like that would have survived for so long... out here..."
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[personal profile] memorials 2012-06-26 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"R... really?!" she no longer hides her excitement, her eyes lighting up as she moves to take the object into her palms, turning it over, running her hands along the intricate edges. "... You're sure it's okay?"
Edited 2012-06-26 01:28 (UTC)
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[personal profile] memorials 2012-06-26 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as the words 'throw it away' reach her ears, Mnemosyne shakes her head quickly from side to side, hugging the atrifact close to her as though that will somehow save it from such a cruel fate. "I couldn't!" her voice is strong, one of those rare moments in which she sounds so sure of herself.

"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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[personal profile] memorials 2012-06-26 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
There's a small smile. It's brief; but it's real. Something she probably hasn't been able to muster for some time now. But when her sister speaks again, it washes away just as quickly as it came.

"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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