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Tanzanite lurked.

It was one of many things she was known for doing. Also quite high on the list were: brooding, contemplating, screaming like she was going to so Super Saiyan at any moment, staring longingly at things that reminded her of Linarite, making fancy speeches, and just general unpleasantness. Hiro, however, had usually seen a different side of the General Queen. It was no secret that the Chosen Senshi Alkaid held a special place in the womans heart. Whatever was left of it, at least. Alkaid had been among Tanzanite's first opponents, the first of many misguided souls that Tanzanite would be forced to eliminate.

Until her conversion, she hadn't been of any significance. It was how she had taken to her role as a Chosen Senshi. It had never felt to Tanzanite as though they had destroyed Alkaid, as Nemesis so vehemently claimed. It felt as though she had finally, truly been woken up. There was a void in Alkaid's heart, and it had been slowly filled with purpose. Tanzanite had watched with pride as Alkaid fought Nemesis, and in horror as she suffered beneath her touch. It was a pain she knew all to well by then, a pain that still burned fresh in her memory.

Never again.

It was her own watchfulness over Alkaid that caused her fondness for the little cat who had pledged himself to the same. He had helped Lyra move closer to her potential, pulled her further into their growing family. Like the senshi he guarded, Hiro had taken to his role as a Dark Guardian with surprising enthusiasm. It was... charming.

“In here,” came the distinct double voice. Down a long hallway, a small side room existed that Tanzanite had taken as her own. There was no fancy throne, no elegant dais. Tanzanite had no use for some grand throne room. It was a place of little light, where the shadows didn't quite match up with the soft glow of the crystals embedded in the rock. They ran in glowing veins along the wall, clustering here and there like pale white nightlights. One needn't see to know that things moved in the shadows. The crystals softly glowed, and Tanzanite's pale silver irises peered from where the woman sat quietly.

Her throne was not a throne at all. It was a simple cluster of rock and crystal, only roughly shaped like a seat at all. The self-proclaimed Youma Queen sat sideways on the stone, her legs thrown over one slab of rock that served as an arm. Between her blackened fingers dangled her necklace; a silver hammer with a tiny green stone. Her hand closed around it as she sensed Hiro's presence, and she focused her attention on the doorway.

“Come in, Hiro. I don't bite.”

She corrected: “Well, not that you need to worry about.”

Okay here's two I just made

this one is more of a example of my weird black hole called a mind

is the last one showing up?

thanx whee

The blurring of the red actually helped this time.

That is fantastic!! 3nodding I've added it to the Archive on the 1st page. xd

No problem. 3nodding Here's the code...



Just plug in the URL's where the caps are and you're good to go. For example, this is what my Winding Deep banner link looks like.