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Celadon didn't normally run across other senshi or knights when she was out. None that didn't spring to attack her, at least. On the rarer occasions when she met someone who was a little more in line with her ideals, they usually went out of their way to come talk to her. This time, though, was nothing like those previous run-ins.

The girl, a super senshi maybe? Was already moving at a breakneck pace. She shot past Celadon quickly enough that her hair blew back for it, and Celadon turned to watch her on her way. While Celadon didn't feel anything that could use chasing, that didn't mean much in concert with her inexperience; curiosity spurred her to follow in case the Super Senshi could use some backup, or maybe someone else just to call for help or assist with civilians who were caught in the crossfire.

But she didn't make it easy to follow her. Celadon sprinted as fast as she could, but she was no match for the girl's speed. Nor was she able to keep up with that magic, awe-inspiring as it was. Even as Celadon zig-zagged through alleyways and climbed through holes that were cut in fences, the girl nearly lost her. What glimpses she caught of her were distant, and soon, Celadon was relying on her auric sense to figure which direction she should take next.

Finally, the Super Senshi stopped, and finally, Celadon climbed the last fire escape to the rooftop. She was out of breath, catching it as she walked across the graveled roof. She hadn't met that senshi before, but nothing else was around — just blocks and blocks of empty roofs. Why this one, then?

It soon became apparent, though, that she could have been running away from something — or someone. Looking like that, Celadon couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"

[quote="Bacae Strife"][size=10]The look in his eyes wasn't one of offense, or even being perturbed. It was a look of pain, as he stared down at his boots, trying to chase the thoughts from his mind. All the lives he'd cut short just so he didn't have to die. To be more precise, so that others didn't have to die. He'd tried once to resist the urge to devour souls, and it had dire consequences. His demonic instincts took over, and he destroyed an entire village in one night. He remembered every face of every soul he'd taken by force, and they haunted his thoughts sometimes. After a moment, he shook his head and chased away the ghosts, and smiled a fake little smile at her. "Don't worry, I don't devour souls of the living anymore. An...acquaintance of mine showed me a ritual to summon the souls trapped between this world and the next. Ghosts if you will. They aren't very tasty, or very filling, but they do the job of keeping me alive. As for the state of my balls, I think steel would be a closer match." He gave her a little grin to show he wasn't dwelling too much anymore.[/size][/quote]He bounced back pretty quick, Flutter was beginning to see what there was to stick around for after the big scary secret of his dietary needs was out of the closet. Clearly it was something he felt some guilt over. A waitress set down a tray filled with a rainbow of different colored shots. She could finish a half a dozen before she was under the table, but she was guessing that he was much better with his consumption of alcohol that she was. "The things we do to survive, they aren't things that we should feel guilty about. And this moment here isn't the time to be dwelling on shitty things. I'd rather get s**t faced drunk, and play the 'I love you man' game. You?"

The tears said plenty about her mother. She was either dead or vanished, and given that what she saw must have looked real or believable to her, Celadon was betting on vanished. In some ways, that was worse than death. She didn't have any closure. She could be baited into thinking she saw her mom, like this, and she had no way of knowing if what she saw was real or not.

That was unfathomably cruel. Celadon wanted to know what could have done that to her.

"Celadon," she gave with a nod. She reached out to gasp Urania's shoulder. "Don't apologize for having feelings.

"Do you know what caused you to see your mom? We could try looking for them, convince them to stop." Assuming it was a person. Strange things had been going on in December, and Celadon experienced similarly strange events during Halloween, too. She didn't know if these were all elaborate tricks played by the Negaverse or if it was something very different from that — if it had something to do with Destiny City itself being magical. Or if the whole world was magical and she just never noticed back home.

Celadon tried to smile, but it was like trying to move a limb that had been asleep for over an hour. Like she'd forgotten how to do it, or couldn't do it anymore.

Even if she couldn't provide reassurance the normal way, the senshi seemed to be in a better place now. Better enough that she could talk about what happened, and Celadon could likewise dwell on the mystery it presented: a song played outside her window and led her to this place, but the player or singer of that song was nowhere to be found. And, evidently, the person responsible for it looked identical to her mother.

That sounded like magic, if she had to guess. And that reminded her of the strange happenings that she'd been a part of in the months earlier, too.

Celadon looked at the spot she was pointing to, pondering it. "Do you think it was magic?" She asked, as if it was no different than asking her preference for coffee or tea. "Or could it have been real?"

"Don't worry about it," Celadon responded with a shake of her head.

Magic truly was an astounding thing. As far as Celadon could tell, there was no way to determine if the magic trick was over with or if it was going to hit Urania again while she was trying to go back to wherever she lived.

Celadon decided to let her residual concern be known. "Do you want me to walk you home? I don't have anywhere to be, if it helps."