May 22, 2014 10:10:26 GMT -5 Sophia Torres said:

Leading him by the hand again, she takes him to one of the exits from the event, attempting to still stay clear of Izumi. Outside and away from all the people, she gives him some space and says, “I really hope this misunderstanding doesn’t get in the way of us being friends, and I hadn’t meant to make you feel uncomfortable. Whether you are corrupted or not, it doesn’t matter much to me. My job is to protect and help everyone, and that includes you and even some of the youma if I am able. Admittedly, I am not always able, but I always try. If you need my help, want to be purified, or just want to talk, my number is XXX-XXX-XXXX. Or if you feel better, I’ll be here all night.” Senshi of love, it was her duty to care about everyone, ally or enemy or something in between, and she couldn’t help doing so even if she tried.

She looks back at the party inside and jokes, “If you give me your raffle ticket and some way to contact you, I can tell you if you’ve won anything. You don’t even have to see me. We could arrange a drop-off point like spies… or drug dealers, but being spies sounds cooler.”

Meeting his gaze once again, she is smiling, but still seems concerned. “I won’t keep you if you have a migraine. Would you like me to call a taxi? Help you home? Run to a drug store and get you aspirin? Get you water before you leave?” She is fairly sure that he will say no all the above, but she should at least offer.

<From School Dance>

“You... You are trying to make friends with a man who did everything in his power to end the world, twenty years ago.” Peter stopped. Seriously considered the ramifications. “What I am telling you, stays between you and me. Because there are demons in my past, and they are coming for me. And I think you have a right to know now, before they come after you... Or -I- come after you, having fallen to the Dragon.” His arm slipped through hers, leading her around a corner, somewhere secluded, somewhere shadowy. He needed the darkness to think, needed the cold.

“Where to even begin. I will request you read my emotions, and realize everything I am about to tell you is wholly truthful.” His emotions would be softer, less hostile, strong feelings of approval, and protectiveness of Sophia present in them. And an intense feeling of loss. But most present was a feeling of sincerity, and pride. Something had changed in him. He was not telling her that he was more vulnerable in the day time to his corruption, but the difference was certainly profound. “I am from either the future, or an alternate timeline. I was born in the third millenium, in Crystal Canada. I was an agent of Chaos. Not like the Zodiac, not corrupted, or compulsed. I was offered a place at her side. I willingly took her into my soul.”

He remembered the Youma that did it. The closest he ever was to a woman, that dark kiss, that sickly sweet taste as she gave him some of herself. “And from that moment, I was an enemy of all Sailor Senshi, and Guardian Knights.” His eyes closed, remembering. He was shaking, but pulled her into an embrace. “You remind me of my Cousin. That is why I am telling you this, despite...”

The pain was agonizing, even in this darkness. His entire body was wracked, not just his mind. But because he was so used to pain. So used to emptiness... Glass walls rose. HIS walls. The ones that slammed shut when his parents died. “Despite you being Sailor Venus. Because you are the one most in danger of this corruption controlling me. My title as a Chaos Agent, was Lorekeeper-Inquisitor. I authored the corruption and subversion of thousands, and the devouring of hundreds of thousands of souls, as I am a Polymath Genius.”

He stopped shaking, but instead was holding her close, whispering to her. To any outside lookerson, he was likely doing some manner of intimate act, though his protective grip on her might show something else was going on.

“My evil reached it's crescendo when I... Lead an expedition. I had recently fallen from favour with the leader of the Chaos Organization. I was assigned to hunt down the silver millenium crystal... And I found it. Before shattering it. And from there, when the military was coming for myself and my companion, I took my blade up, and began the rite of honourable Seppuku, my sins absolved in her eyes.” He still felt the phantom of that blade hovering on his skin. He could smell the terror Ashley had shown. Smell Kasumi's perfume.

“Sailor Pluto stopped me. Bade me to live, and to serve as her Knight. I was given a black gemstone. And bade to seek Sailor Moon.” He closed his eyes. “Who was a woman named Astra LeBlanc. She looked much like your friend Amarissa. Which... Is why I had to get away from her. I had nearly been her lover, been close to her...” He was holding her as tightly as he felt safe to.

“I found her, after there was an Earthquake, and I had summoned my cousin from Vancouver, telling her to bring money, and supplies. I and She... I am of the house Pendragon, in my ancestry. In my world, I was wealthy, very wealthy.” He was descended from Mordred, to his shame. It was why he brooked not authority over his own. No power.

“In the meantime, I was trying to dissuade Sailor Moon from taking her child, a toddler really, into combat. We grappled, she threw me off, refusing to heed wisdom. I nearly died when I was impaled on a Jeep Door.” He still felt the wound, still could smell the blood. “But I made my way home slowly, leaving more blood than I had a right to in the grass, to find my perfect Cousin waiting... And she stitched me back up, before attending to the other wounds, to my spirit.” He was keeping his hands on Sophia's back, the small precisely, refusing to move them, to let them wander. “She wanted something, that... I wanted, but could not give her. Because I am... Was... Still a Catholic. Still was Chaste.” He chuckled sadly. “My elder cousin wanted me as her own, and after every sin of Pride, Wrath, and Treachery I had, I rebuked Lust.”

His heart seemed to tighten, as he continued, pain creeping in. “Because of how things turned out... How... I had refused three Senshi. They did not offer me purification... Celeste was Sailor Mars.” He wanted to cry, but he had cried all his tears a long time ago. “And my best friend, Ashley Rogueknight, was Endymion reborn.” He remembered feeling anger when that man had faced them in the end.

“I had access to a dark crystal, it would turn things into Youma. I had a full one, with power, I would hazard, to turn a human into one of your Zodiac. I slammed it into the Black Gem which was to be my Henshin Item, and then both into myself.” There was suddenly clarity, in his heart, intense hurt, intense sorrow. But most of all, resolve. “I changed, turning into a creature. I call it the Void Dragon. I fought them then, gave Nihilistic cries as I locked swords with Ashley, bound my triple love with hands of the dead.” He remembered using that attack. Calling upon damned souls as sword, armour, and shield, creating binding chains, creating walls. “Celeste, my passionate romance, Kasumi, my protective instincts... And Astra... I wanted to replace Endymion, to be with her as both. And I in the end could have none. Moonlight, Death, Time, Fire, and Earth rose, overwhelmed even the mighty Serpentarius.”

His heart was suddenly empty. “My staff was there as they tore the darkness out of me, sealed it within an object. But as they hurled me through the dimensional walls, banishing me to your timeline eighteen years ago, I had the staff in my hands as I fell.” He remembered touching the book... “And then it exploded as I was crossing the barriers, and imbedded in my flesh. They had removed the power, but not the evil within it, which had become more concentrated. When I woke up in the hospital, I was tainted.”

Slowly he collapsed into her, laying his head on her shoulder. His heart was remarkably placid. “I have not told anyone about this for nearly two decades. I created a retrovirus, a final solution. I made myself eternal, undying. The peak of human potential... And that darkness was screaming to be free, both with Izumi and You when we first met, and when I was with Amarissa and yourself... Sophia, you make my fangs ache, and my claws covet. I feel this dark need, to own you. To make you mine. And it would be so horribly wrong of me too.” He was curling into her. “And I felt it towards Izumi for a brief, dark moment, when she made me think of Astra, but a love like that, a perfect union of my instincts? It is gone now. And I am left with this corrupt grasping obsession.”

His head still on her shoulder, he drew in a breath, and had to restrain himself. “I am suppressing an urge to bite your neck just hard enough to provoke a gasp from you in a bid to use your nervous system against you...” Sincere. A tiny bit of warmth, overexaggerating his desires to provoke a giggle if he could... “I will understand if you wish to run now. But please no screaming. My hearing is sensitive...”

Covenant is the first word that comes into Sophia’s mind when Peter speaks. A feeling of dread hits her. Not so much because of what he is so much as what it meant for them now. All her dealings with them ended in violence and someone dead. She didn’t really want to hurt him. He already seemed to be going through enough pain already. Still, she follows him. Whether they simply talked or he tried to rip her head off, she didn’t want that to happen in front of a group of teenagers at a dance. No reason to drag anyone else into this.

Sophia does as requested and looks at his heart, but adds, “If you want I will, but I don’t think it’s necessary. I don’t think most people go up to senshi and say that they tried to destroy the world. I trust you.” The talk of chivalry and knights at least made her believe that he would at least let her arm herself first if it came to that. However, she was beginning to doubt it would, he seemed to want to tell herself something truly important. Besides, she couldn’t expect him to trust her if she didn’t do the same in return.

She doesn’t interrupt as he goes through his life story. She doesn’t even tense as he embraces her, but embraces him back. Like a mother to a child, she rubs his back as if to make it better. However, she feels his loss, anger, and sadness with him. It seemed he held quite a few regrets about the sins he had committed. She wasn’t going to lie to herself; these were awful things. However, this didn’t really stop her from She really wants to make it better, but this seemed to be like so many things, far beyond her ability. She couldn’t remove the scars of the past or the taint in his soul.

She tries to hold him up as he collapses on her, but it leaves her balance tenuous. However, it would be rude to tell him to get off of her now. “I’m not going to scream. I stood close to Scorpio in his aura of fear, and I didn’t scream then. I am certainly not going to scream now. I would be a terrible senshi if I did, wouldn’t I? Particularly when you seem to need a shoulder right now.” She laughs, “I got paralyzed by my own knight once, and a few days ago I was nearly gutted, and I have the scars to prove it. Honestly, a bite on the neck isn’t my greatest concern right now. Besides, it is clear enough from my occupation that I care very little about my own safety.”

She strokes his hair, “So much pain… I can’t imagine how you lived this long with it. You helped me when I was questioning so much about myself, and now I want to help you. We might be able to clear you of the taint, but your past is something that I don’t think I can help with. However, many people die as result of purification. It burns away the dark, and sometimes, it spreads too deep. And honestly, I can’t promise it won’t just make things worse. I don’t know if it will cripple your soul or not. You’ll probably feel guilt much more acutely than you do already. So that decision would be up to you. If you want redemption from the past, I am here to help on that journey. If you want a friend, I will always be here. If you are worried about falling into darkness, I will save you from it. Those are my promises to you.”

She helps stand him up, and steady him. Yeah, he was a mess right now. “I’m hungry actually, wanna get food? We can get ice cream. Actually, there is a place that sells amazing lemon cupcakes around here...”

Valdis patiently answered all the fans questions; she indulged in some pictures with some and gave an autograph or two. All while once in a while glancing up to keep an eye on the stream of people she knew would be here. She accepted the drink offer but declined dancing for the moment, she had just gotten there after all and she wanted to mingle. She did keep glancing up at Sophia who seemed to be looking at her for help, for what she had no clue. But it looked as though Ama and the others were near by her. So she just smiled at the girl, amused to watch for the time being. She did look over in time to see Ama’s concerned glace towards Sophia…perhaps she should start making her way over. The second red head seemed smooth though, she watched with a cold gaze as he kissed Ama’s hand. Her own senses picked up something was not right with this red head.

Valdis turned back to her fans which were now almost blocking her view of the naive little mouse…this was when Pushy cat would have been much appreciated. However Little Mouse’s guardian was scarce lately. She made quick work of them and managed to make them disperse; Little Mouse had left her view…She scanned the room and soon spotted her walking to the exit hand in hand with the other red head.

She glided across the room only to be stopped once more, this was getting exasperating. After finally falling into that pissed off Val stance people remembered to back away. Immediately she made her way out of the door towards where the red head and Sophia disappeared to. Her eyes soon lay upon a man leaning on top of Sophia whom obviously looked slightly distressed….naive as always but distressed. The sound of his voice reached her ears and what was said only made her anger boil; like hell he was going to lay a single tooth on her little mouse. Sharp sounds of heels clacked as her hand grasped the mans read hair and she yanked hard, pulling him off of Sophia with strength that was not expected from someone so petite. Violet eyes took on a maroon tinge as a dark chaotic spiritual pressure could be felt by the spiritually inclined. She brought his head near her face her lips near his ear.

”Lay one tooth on her and I’ll rip each and every one of them out and wear them as a necklace. Then sue you for whatever you’re worth for sexual harassment against a minor.”

Her voice came out in a hiss. Then she released him as she whirled around to face Sophia equally furious at her for getting herself into such a situation.

”Do not EVER go out of public site with a strange flighty man, is that understood! I don’t care what kicked puppy story this one has, you could have at the very least had taken your other puppy with you”

The Transylvanian accent Valdis normally spoke with was much thicker in her anger. She even went on to rant in Romanian on the idiocy of the situation.

“Mmm... I will need you to point your Knight, and Scorpio out to me so I may lay a beating on them. No one hurts my Celeste.” It was a soft joke, not meant to offend. His heart was facitious, the other feeling dying slowly, because someone knew, someone accepted him, evil miasma and all. Had he tears to cry, he would have shed some. This was well worth it, to rejoice with trembling. “I will care for your safety, Sophia. I will care for you... Because I cared for my own when I was a Chaos Agent. If you would have me, I will keep an eye on you.” Did this make him a Cosmos agent, did he wonder?

Lorekeeper's whispering was soft. This one was theirs now. She was unafraid, and she wished to purify him. It would be the other way around, but that did not matter... She liked him enough to be adopted. “I am what I am, darkness or no. If you wish to burn away the taint of Chaos, you have my permission too. My darkness, the Dragon will fight, but I will hold him back as much as I can... I trust you. You did not recoil in horror, your heart stayed steady... I was able to feel that, even as I tempted you.” He stood with her, smiling. He knew she was still in his heart, and he tried to show his honesty, trying to project warmth, protection, and caring to her.

“Oooh, that sounds quite nice actually...” He purred at the thought, mimicing Celeste and her habits. She had left part of herself with him the night he had spent bleeding all over his carpet, head in her lap as she tried to stitch him back together. “I feel bad for pulling you from the dance, so shall we do so after? I can wait for a bit, and then we can hit whatever is open, so I ado not ruin your night anymore than I have.”

A hand on his scalp, and his emotions changed. He gently sectioned her off, keeping that defense around her, as anger, rage, hatred, and righteous fury blossomed on the other side. He had one good minute, and this happened.

The following took about a second and a half, before she got to finish talking to him, as she had given him an opening. Both hands on top of Valdis', as he pressed into her grip, pressed his head forwards, forcing her grip to loosen as a natural reaction. He was going to lose some hair here, but he was going to also be kicking someone's ass, so that was natural. Legs went limp, and Peter tumbled backwards, before he moved his legs up, and tried wrapping them like a vice around Valdis' waist, as he brought his legs up, and lifted her off the ground, taking away her balance. Knees would be locked around her waist, and keeping her from shifting too much, though he braced himself for every woman's favorite (ineffectual) trick. A shot to the balls did not work on a man who was suffering an adrenaline rush. It just pissed them off. And guess what Peter was suffering right now! Then he would squeeze a tiny bit, intimating to her that he was able to squeeze MUCH harder.

“How wonderful for you to join us, Carmilla. Or shall I call you a Succubus. Also, if you value your life, you WILL cease your attack. I am in a merciful mood, because Sophia just chose to be my friend despite the fact I am responsible for a higher number of deaths than you can comprehend. So how about a name from you. Who the hell are you, and why do you think it is necessary to attack me over a joke.” Really, who the hell was this one. She made Lorekeeper's teeth gnash. “You are making my dragon upset, and I do not like holding him back. I would recommend talking.”

It appeared to Sophia she will never really be Sophia to Peter. She was Celeste or some close approximation. It was a little sad that she was not simply herself in his eyes, but a facsimile of a past life. Perhaps, she would earn her own name eventually…

“Eh. My knight doesn’t deserve it, I spooked him. And Scorpio is unfortunately deceased, but I think he found peace finally. As for my protection, don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine.” And she was normally fine. She tended to learn from her painful mistakes. Besides, she would get more injuries as time wore on, and she didn’t want anyone to feel guilty about whatever she managed to do to herself.

“If you want. Not much will be open by the time the dance is over though. Besides, my night is hardly ruined…” And suddenly Valdis comes out of the night like a demon. She’s somewhat disoriented by the sudden escalation of events. She really planned for this peaceful evening.

In a swift motion, she pulls out her henshin item, and yells the words “Venus Power, Make Up! Shield of Radiance!” so fast that the words almost all blur together. Fully transformed, she puts glowing shields of yellow light around the two of them. Why was this happening?

“Alright. Now that two of you can’t rip each other apart anymore, everyone should take a breather right now. It’s supposed to be a nice night, so no more yelling, no more fighting. Valdis, it wasn’t like that… Admittedly, the circumstances looked exactly like that, but everything’s fine… I am fine. He’s just a friend. It’s ok. But I won’t take candy from strangers or go in the cars of persons unknown if it makes you feel better. Peter, she’s a good friend of mine, and just worried about me. In most other circumstances, she would have a damn good reason to be. I did kind of just leave the dance with a smooth older gentleman.”

Her smile returning, she jokes, “So are we all good? Or do I have to use magic to make you guys best friends?”

Valdis let herself be pulled off the ground, using the momentum to push herself in the air to flip over his head avoiding the knee clench. Her arm that he held wrapped around his throat, her face with a look of disgust. Suddenly Sophia went and transformed and she was being ripped away, instantly she tried to punch the barrier only to get her hand burned from the energy in the process. Causing her to pause and turn her attention back to the little mouse with a glare while shaking her hand out. The idiot randomly transformed for a scuffle.

”This hurts….release me”

There was a small bit of steam beginning to rise off of Vals skin as the energy seemed to eat away at her skin only for it to repair itself. Didn’t mean it didn’t burn like hell though, this was like one of grannies baths. Sophia sure as hell was going to be getting an earful after this dance. She was now ignoring Peter completely.

”Your definition of a ‘friend’ is granted to anyone you’ve known for more than an hour….on top of that YOU HAVE gotten into strangers cars! Forgive me for not believing this man’s not a threat. That and you have already given up your identity to him. You might as well make yourself a target. ”

She turned and looked back at Peter.

”That hardly looked like a joke to me; you’re an older man and you had your hands on my Little Mouse….That and her judgment in men is horrible, I will automatically assume you’re at the bottom of the barrel when it comes to levels of messed up.”

"I am so sorry Sophia... I wanted to show you somewhere else, let you see what I am in a safer place... So I would not be angry when I called it..." He knew what sort of effect this power had on his mind. "Sophia, do not bother negotiating with me, once this occurs, I can not change my mind. I am devoted to my ideals."

She had moved completely past. Cute. And she was laying into Sophia, -his- protection, sanctuary, what was to be defended. The Shield was hiding his appearance... Perhaps... Perhaps it was time for all the games to end. Peter snapped in the direction of his feet, moving nearly ten feet through the air, and landing on his feet. And then he reached into himself, calling on a darker power than himself. He felt it humming, and smiled, facing away from them.

“Are you afraid of the dark?” It was a simple question, before he slowly sank to one knee. “I am not. In fact, I revel in it. It is darkness that lets me sleep. Lets me heal.” This light was soothing. And even shielding him from the other lights all around him. Metallia's light.

“Queen Metallia hates me, because I hate her. Sunlight sets my demons alight, which want to devour her, makes them scrabble in my heart. She hates me because I loved Beryl... But it does not matter anymore. I think I am done trying to play nice, if you are going to call a God the bottom of the barrel.” He sighed, shaking his head. There was a crackle of green energy next to him. Around him. “My fangs ache... My heart beats... My claws rake, and the Dragon eats...” There was another crackle of green energy near him. Then a few more, before a mirror like aura surrounded him, over Sophia's shield. Blossoms of green energy were emitted near him, and rays seem to be projected off of him softly, before he rose to his feet, holding something in his hand, obscured by the light.

“You are a servant of Night... I can brook no challenge... No challenge to the Dragon...” He exhaled, and then there was a soft sound, like a low whine. “I had hoped to not show myself.” And then there was a roar near him. It was localized, not carrying far, and with the ambient light pollution of the city? Likely would not be easily revealed. Six spectral... things, seemed to appear from around him, flowing into himself, as he moaned, an agonized ecstacy. There was green light flowing off of himself. “I beckon you forth, power of the Knight of the Moon. I call Up my sacred Armour. Answer my beckoning call.” Motes of teal light flowed into him finally... And then there was an explosion of light, passing as a wave outwards. There was a mocking laugh, as the spirits fled, carrying a seventh with them. And Inquisitor turned, not as he was, but as a white clad figure, armoured beneath his robes. Green energy passed from beneath his eyes, and there was an aura passing from him. To Sophia alone. Devotion. Strength. Honour. Fearlessness. “Hello, Venus. And a creature of Night? How courteous of you to ensure I had something to kill.”

There was the sound of a sword being drawn, as he called it forth, and held it in a gauntlet, pointing the blade at Valdis. It was matched by a shield forming over his arm. “If you would be so kind as to drop the shields? This creature angered me, and I would like to not have to bash my way through them, or knock you out, to kill it. Dragon's do not take assaults on their Wyrmlings lightly. And take dim views to those who threaten to rip their fangs out.” His mask, though it hid only the upper part of his face, was crimson, and evoked an avian, or draconic, image.

The figure was wearing a hood over his mask, hiding all but his pale chin, his robes, with angelic emblazoning, the pauldrons of his armour showing past his mantle, the armour beneath seen in his boots, his gauntlets, and his collar, alongside the pauldrons. He was resplendent, angelic, draconic, terrifying... Silver, white, and the draconic mask of red. "How about I give you necklace of steel, taking that arrogant head clean off?"

Sophia drops the barrier. “Sorry. I didn’t think that would hurt.” It seemed her shields would be somewhat useless for protecting Valdis in combat if it only inflicted more damage. Well, at least she knows rather than a more dangerous time.

She does try to defend herself against the allegation. “One, I’ve known at least one person in ever car I’ve been in. Two, I can actually see if someone means to do me harm. And why does friendship need to be complicated? Why can’t be the only thing that’s not complicated? And if you’ve looked into someone’s heart and seen what is there, I believe that means you know them better than acquaintance level. Three, what about my judgment in men? So far, I think I’ve been right about just about everyone. It’s not like I have a string of horrible romances or something.”

She turns around as Peter starts talking. “Huh, what do you mean?” However, there is was the sickening feeling of darkness. “No! Stop! I don’t want this!” There was no reason for this to come to pass. There was no reason for anyone to get hurt here.

Devotion and fearlessness flood her, and remove any possible doubts about getting into harms way. Not that she had them to begin with. She tries to tackle him, but it ends up more as her grabbing his sword arm, attempting to point it toward herself. She places a barrier around the both of them, blocking Valdis out. “I live to protect and that includes Valdis. You said you wanted to protect me. You will have to run me through to get to her. I can’t heal myself, so I’ll probably just die here in the back of my school. You both want the same things, so I don’t understand why you are fighting. I appreciate both of your and your corcerns for my wellbeing. I really do. I love you both… Either of you getting hurt would hurt me. It would hurt me worse than my own death.”

She looks down at the sword, coming to grips with the idea she very well might die here and now. She really regrets not being able to do so many of the things she wanted accomplish, not following everyone to the end of this war, and not spending more time with her parents. “I promised to help you back from the darkness. And I am prepared to die to do so if it shakes you loose from this. Whatever it takes. This is a battle that I know I will not live to see the end of, but I have no choice but to do this.”

"Ugh...late to the party as always. Such is the life of a guardian." a voice familiar to both Sophia and Valdis would ring. Strangely however it would not be muffled like it normally would be. A young man appears from the shadows with messy, slightly spiky white hair that seemed to proceed with no set pattern. He wore a black suit with a green vest beneath and no tie. His shoes were polished. His hands in his pockets, his red eyes look upon the scene with the Moon Knight, and Sophia and Valdis with confusion.

"Ladies, gentleman, lets dial it back a bit yes? Saaa...I intended to come see some friends and I find a war close to breaking out. I take it you are the latest to awaken, yes?" the figure says, looking at the Moon Knight with an appraising glance and a smile. Then he looks at Valdis. "So who started trying to kill who this time...let's avoid the bloodshed for once, yes?"

He pauses and then looks at the new knight, making a bowing gesture. Peter might recognize the energy coming from this figure as that which he may have had once upon a time as the Pluto Knight.

"Good evening. Could I interest you in a peaceful discussion on morality, philosophy, or any other subject of choice? Anything really so long as the best of intents are in mind. They call me Nazo, Venus and the dark one do. Might I ask who you are wayfarer?"

Valdis raised an eyebrow as Peter went on, she turned her gaze towards Sophia that just said ‘see’. She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot as he continued on. Really this man had an ego bigger than Juns.

”My stars Sophia really…this one even believes himself a god…not even he Zodiac go as far as that and one of them can freaking create doubles of humans.”

Valdis frowned as yet another one of their lovely threesome transformed. It seemed what she sensed that was off was another knight. Which made slightly more sense as to why Sophia was so quick to transform around him. Honestly she would rather avoid a scuffle on school grounds, never mind the fact Sophia would have an issue with her going full out on this person who needed to be taken down a few pegs in his ego level. Then he called her arrogant…which was true she would not deny that much.

”Aren’t you calling the kettle black?”

This was what Valdis did, she had no fear when it came to back talking things that were about to kill her. She did it with Scorpio, she did it with her new twinsy, and now this. Although it would seem that she would need to defend herself if need be, always an interesting job in heels. Her calm expression only turned to that of alarm when Sophia jumped in the way, and directly placed herself in front of a sword.

”THIS, THIS is why I worry! And for the record you wouldn’t die…me and Kail figured out I could heal however I rather not have to do that considering the whole reason this started was because of talk about biting your neck….now back away from the crazy mans sword….”

A new comer made her head turn, a small smile etched across her worried face. He certainly cleaned up nicely. When he asked who started it she raised her hand; technically she was the one to start it by yanking him off of Sophia. She walked over to her ‘hubby’ surprised that he was out and about with out his armor.

”Hubby, this is a surprise, could you move the smaller nut job away from pointy end of the metal please. She’s gone suicidal on us”

Priorities. First, deal with Venus. His shield shifted, his shield arm wrapping around Sophia, around her waist, as his head dipped down, shifting to nuzzle her neck. “It is okay, I am not angry with you. Just the one who threatened my fangs.” He growled softly, the rumbling noise one of affection for her. “Shh... Shh...” Placating the one he cared for. “If I let one of my nestmates die, I would be a terrible Dragon, and a worse God.” He shifted to kiss her neck, before craning his head back up, the barrier was blocking them, keeping them safe. “Mmm... You smell wonderful... Did I mention that?” His voice was softer, now that he had his shield between her and the others. And he lifted her up, locking his shield arm around her waist, before he carried her, putting his back against a wall, ensuring she was safe.

The feeling of the Void was strange. He paused in placating Sophia to deal with that. “Void Dragon? No... You feel different. You do not feel like my Demon... In any case. Get the Youma out of here. I can not even begin to calm down until that threat is dealt with. Then we need to have a discussion about why I am in this dimension. Do you drink? I have some good Sake back at my apartment. I will be taking my nestmate with me unless she objects.” He shifted to kiss her neck again. She mattered right now, the Youma did not.

He had a name apparently. “Nazo is it? Strange. I am the Inquisitor, or Lorekeeper, or Mastermind, or... Serpentarius if my stone is to be believed... In any regard... I am the Knight of the Moon. Can you get her out of here before I kill her for her blasphemy?” Nazo was emitting something familiar. Friend or Foe designation was leaning more to friend.

“I am a God, Youma, your arrogance comes from giving into your darkness. I controlled mine. I have lived with it for over two decades.” He was the Youma's husband? “You keep strange nestmates, Nazo. Nevertheless, get her far enough that she is not a threat? Then we need to talk about getting her purified WELL before I am. And for the record, Clarent is a slashing, not a thrusting blade, you ignorant...” He bit his tongue, not wanting to insult Nazo's bride much further than that. He really wanted to call her a hussy though. She reminded him of that miserable green haired one. She had threatened to move into his apartment for Christ's sake. “It does not have a pointy end. It was blunted when Arthur had it made.” He had the sword crossed over his shield, moving to keep Sophia pointedly AWAY from it before she hurt herself. Mentally bumping Venus down from Adult to Wyrmling, and keeping her trapped between his shield, and his chest, gently but firmly keeping her from hurting herself, he waited for Nazo to do his part.

As he pulled her in close, Sophia asked, “But why are you fighting? I don’t get it? She wasn’t actually going to.” She blushes at the kiss on the neck, confused by the sudden gesture and change in persona. “Ummm… no, you didn’t. Thank you? Yeah, I thought vanilla shampoo smelled nice too. Does this mean we are done fighting?”

Sophia turns head to the familiar voice. “Nazo! It’s so weird to see you face to face instead of face to mask. Kind of wished it was under better circumstances… like on a dance floor.” Her night just got a million times weirder, finally seeing Nazo’s face. Maybe she fell asleep at the party, maybe someone would wake her up… why would she dream that Peter was a corrupted moon knight who picked a fight with her Valdis or that Nazo would appear without a mask and suddenly fix the problem with drinking? Maybe her subconscious had problems… No, that sword was too sharp to be a dream sword. She never drank before, but she is slowly starting to believe that she could use one. It’s not like Nazo couldn’t just take her home afterwards. “I have no objections.”

It appeared Nazo fixed some of the problem. She owned him more than she did already. Somehow the idea of a plate of baked goods didn’t seem to be enough. “I still don’t get why you hate her right now,” she mumbles when he says to get Valdis away. She turns to Valdis and says, “I am sorry about this by the way.” She did feel bad that everything escalated to this point and she made Valdis worry in the first place. As Peter is about to insult Valdis, she pokes him in the gut, “Hey, don’t be mean to her. She’s still my friend and doesn’t deserve it. Nor the part before this when you threated her with a sword.”

"Now, now, there's no need for hostility all around. I think the whole lot of people here has had to deal with more than their fair share on nearly a day to day basis, but I'm certain you are well aware of that fact." Nazo says with a calm chuckle, keeping things lighthearted. "But certainly we can have a discussion over Sake. I fear my system doesn't allow much impact for alcohol, but if it helps set the mood. I would rather let the ladies embark back to the main dance though and have the best evening they can out of it with their friends and comrades before back into the flames of war we go!" he says hoping Peter would acquiesce to the idea of having a calm chat about his inter dimensional shenanigans.

As Peter makes a remark to his nestmates, he chuckled once more.

"I fear it's a platonic nesting...at least for now." he says with a slight teasing. "But she has thus far been associated with us and has yet to do harm to people. She has control of herself, and I assure you that if she got out of hand then I would handle the situation appropriately." he says stretching a little bit. As he looks at Sophia, he chuckles a little.

"Sophia, you into older men now? I suppose that would explain a lot." he says, the tone of his voice honest jest. Another interjection of humor to disarm the tensions in the room.

Well…at least the pedo moved Sophia away from the pointy end of his sword. This one at least seemed to pay attention to some surroundings before he attacked. Though her face twitched in disgust when he nuzzled her neck, an adult should note be doing that to a minor. However she knew Sophia…if fighting broke out she sure as hell would put herself in the middle of it. Which meant fighting would have to be avoided if Sophia was to be prevented on doing something stupid. She raised her eyebrow when Moonie said she was the threat…

”I’m the threat? I’m not the one transformed waiting pointy things around and sexually assaulting a minor. Your ‘nest mate’ as you call Little Mouse is to freaking worried about hurting feelings that she’s not expressing the fact your making her feel uncomfortable by over stepping your boundaries. The one that is a threat right now is you; and you as sure as hell can count on me not stepping down while Sophias being pushed into a situation she’s not emotionally ready to handle yet. Now if she was clearly into the whole getting it on with old geezers or anyone for that matter then fine. But considering she can’t be around pantless men without getting flustered I hardly believe she was ready for what you probably had in mind.”

Valdis was obviously ready to go life and limb to make sure Sophia wasn’t in a situation she was too deep to get out of. However she looked at Sophia with a ‘wth’ look when she agreed to go back to Peter’s apartment.

”Not without supervision you’re not….You’ve been demoted until you speak your opinion without worry about stepping on others toes…”

She rubbed the bridge of her nose when Sophia finally found her voice in defense of her….

”Now the Little Mouse shows she has some teeth….For my mental sake rearrange your priorities Sophia…As for you Moonie I have not studied anything regarding sword craft to me it’s a big pointy stick that stabs things. But I will make a note of the terminology for future use….”

She looked back at Sophia who was apologizing and confused about the whole situation.

”Sophia….I am a class IV Youma quickly approaching a class V…. I am a threat to anyone who has not had previous knowledge of my involvement. You’ve known me before I went down this path, to him this would me like running into Scorpio on the street randomly. If Moonie loonie here is a knight his reaction to transform semi makes sense. Not everyone has the control to not go into full defensive mode.”

She was choosing to ignore the whole controlling the darkness ect, comment. After all there was a reason that could not be expressed to why she walked down this path. However he did express that she was a threat, which clarified some things for her, so she addressed him once more.

”I am only a threat so long as you intend to take advantage of Sophia’s innocence, because from where I am standing you’re no better than a pedophile. Just as you are attempting to keep her away from that sword I’m determined to keep her away from your other sword…..So I believe we are mutual on each other’s threat O’meters. So long as you keep your hands where they belong we won’t have an issue.”

She was disappointed however when Nazo suggested that just she and Sophia go to the dance. It dashed any hopes of spending time with him, however it was the best solution for this situation. She stuck her tongue out at him in such a mature manner when he teased about the platonic part being temporary. It was unlikely it would ever have time to come to that, but she wasn’t above teasing. Valdis paused when he mentioned she hadn’t done harm to people…she thought for a moment and shook her head.

”That’s incorrect, I’m indirectly responsible for a large chunk of the Covenants minions through unknown influences through my music. While unintentional the blame still falls on my shoulders for it not coming to my attention previously.”

“Hush, Wyrmling. I need you to stay put.” He shifted, depositing Sophia. “I will have a discussion with you later about your choice in friends, as well as why you need to let me know if something is making you uncomfortable. I can not think for you, and I can not speak for you.” His demeanour was different, far less sexual, becoming paternal. It was like a shift in his aura. Once she was safely behind him, he leveled his sword towards Valdis, and held it with the edge paralell to the ground, and extended, before he twisted his arm slightly, making it so that if Valdis charged, he would be able to quickly, and effectively bisect her at the waist.

“Nazo, I think your nestmate is disappointed in you from the look on her face. She wants to spend time with you, and I would rather get her away from Sophia, benign as the Succubus states her intentions to be.” His feeling was distrust, and irritation with Valdis. He was clamping down on his anger, keeping it level. “And up until she jumped in front of my sword, Sophia here was an adult in my eyes. She demoted herself quite spectacularly, so you have no need to bandy such insults around, Succubus. Say it again, and I will have your tongue. And by the legal standards of my country, this hardly qualifies as sexual assault. Had my hands moved as I wished them too while I thought her an adult, it might have, but she can testify they stayed safely on her back.”

Youma classifications? What the hell were these people on about. Youma were hand crafted. “If my understanding of your system is correct, before I was tossed into this dimension, I was a Class Five. So humour me if I say you are not a threat to me, but my Wyrmling. My hands DID stay where they belonged, or are you blind as well as judgemental and ignorant?” He kept his sword ready to move like silvered lightning. Clarent was still, poised. He did not miss his own hypocrisy, but he was not able to stop himself, not in this form.

“Congratulations, you are following in Lorekeeper's vaunted footsteps... Have you used subharmonic frequencies to undo inhibitions yet?” It had been one of his first triumphs with the Organization. “Or are you relying on magic?” He chuckled slightly. “I wonder how long before your body count reaches mine...” She was a threat, but she could banter, he would give her that. “Nazo, you and I both know we can not leave our respective charges. Can you keep this... Valdis?” He looked to the Succubus, awaiting confirmation on her name. He had hosted enemies before, and really, he was more inclined to isolate her in his apartment, where he could deal with her in private, and protect Sophia as well, if Nazo could not... “From giving into the voices that are driving her to feed? If so, we could move both of them to my demense for the time being, and satisfy the Youma's fears of my Wyrmling being out of her supervision... On that note however... Before I lose myself to my own voices... Make a move to hurt Sophia, and I will be wearing YOUR teeth, Valdis.”

And he exhaled, before speaking slowly in Latin. “Oblivium, Sempeternum, Daemonis.” The words carried a solemn air to them, as Peter was bathed in more of the crackling green energy, and the spectral... Things, returned, seven entering, and six leaving, before he returned to his human form, looking like death warmed over as he fell against the wall.

“I hate the effect my aura has on my mind...” He pulled Sophia to be behind him, keeping both himself, and Nazo between Valdis and her. “I am NOT a pedophile. It only applies to attraction to children under the age of eleven. The word you are looking for is ephebophilia, attraction of those between fourteen and nineteen. However, I had believed her emotionally mature enough to enter such a relationship.” Peter sound exhausted, drained even. “I was extensively psychologically tested. My paraphilias are as follows, now defunct anililagnia, sophophillia, and auto-haemofetishism to a lesser extent.” His hand was shaking. “It was what made it so awkward for me to be in combat. I was aroused by the sight of my own blood.” Before Sophia could move. “Stay there for a moment. I need to get my feet back under me, and I think your... friend... would feel safer if I did not have you help me get up.”