starboob
lover / leaver
She got away. She got away and yet it she feels like a piece of her mind is still stuck in the moon court. Especially since she's stuck playing back reels and reels of their battle. Especially because everyone keeps asking her what it was like and how she survived. They keep commending her for slaying the moon princess. Helia threw a banquet upon hearing what happened. ("Ah, my daughter. My sunshine," she had smiled after pulling Sol away from the party to have a private moment with her daughter. Why did 'sunshine' sound like a slap in the face coming from her? "Perhaps I was wrong about you and your potential. Perhaps you are my rightful heir, after all.") Mars has also been happier to spend time with her outside of the evening hours. The guards even stand at attention when she walks by. In many ways, Sol's life has improved since she returned from her mission. (She fully expected Helia to marry her off then and there, turn her into a puppet for failing to secure the demon queens' unequivocal support, but once she heard where Sol went and what happened... She beamed with pride and asked so many questions. Made Sol relive the entire ordeal.) She just doesn't feel like a success, despite the praise. She never even wanted it.
What's worse?
Selene's engaged. Like, yeah, so is Sol and even if she knows that their engagements mean less than dirt, it still hurts to think about. She knows all about what engaged couples do and she especially does not want to think about that. Especially after finding out what Scorpio looks like. (A total vixen babe who oozes sex appeal, in case you were curious.) The sunbeam doesn't consider herself a jealous person, but this? This breaks that resolve easily. So much so, she spent many hours in the library looking up Scorpio weaknesses and plotting several revenges for being engaged to her Selene. (Ugh, it sucks so much that she can't see her counterpart or talk to her. All she can do is hug herself and hope that maybe Selene feels it in that empty chest of hers.)
Interestingly, it just so happens that the best way to stay up to date on her not-gf is to pay attention to the all the political gossip. It also encourages her to attend more of those annoying war room meetings she usually would skip out on, but she's desperate for any crumb of information on Selene. This at least pleases Helia. (It's honestly jarring to be on her mom's good side for once. At best, she's usually on her tolerable side but the difference between being tolerated and liked? Sol doesn't even know how to describe it and some deep part of her even enjoys the attention. It's just nice to feel loved by her mom, even if she isn't loving the right parts of Sol or parts that are actually there. The sunbeam is so starved she doesn't really mind that Helia still fails to see her own daughter with those four eyes of hers.) This also leads to Sol being entrusted with more responsibilities––ones that don't seem like ill-disguised ruses to humiliate her––and the sunbeam, not wanting to lose her insider information privilege, has been keeping up.
In fact, part of their current strategy is thanks to Sol. (Don't ask how she feels about it, because the answer is complicated.) She's just hoping it's enough that she'll be able to catch Selene or that Selene will be able to catch her. (There's so much that she wants to say, all stuck like gum to her brain. Mostly, she wants to know if she's okay and why she asked Sol to keep part of her as a souvenir. Having one of her fingers isn't really the romantic keepsake she wants of their disastrous first date. She'd rather have a make-up kiss.)
The Sun princess surveys the border, where the desert turns to ice, and signals the all clear from her position before she flies back down to the group, landing next to Leo. "Nervous, little sunshine?" the fire sign smirks, folding her pocket mirror shut (clack!) and clipping it back on her belt. (Apparently pocket mirrors are an important battle accessory when you're Leo.) "Don't be, I'm sure your girlfriend will still love you even if this fails."
"Wh-what?" Sol brings her shield closer to her body, visibly defensive. (Crap! How does she know?) "I don't have a girlfriend!"
"Fiancée, whatever," Leo rolls her eyes and buffs her nails against her armor. (Whew! She only meant Mars.) "Either way, I'm sure Mars would be delighted if you failed! If I were her I would be."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, think about it, sunshine. If you were Mars and you were essentially promised the throne..." The fire sign gives Sol a pointed look, hinting at what they both are not allowed to name outright. "And all of a sudden the real heiress is proving herself? Gets herself moved from the tower to the palace residence? Even earns the spot next to queen Helia's right hand during important functions? I'm just saying, if I were you I'd be watching my back. Mars may be as fiery and impulsive as any other, but her ambitions shouldn't be messed with. She's got a quiet sting too. Anyway," she stretches her arms out and calls upon her chakram as if she has not just told Sol her fiancée is potentially plotting murder or something worse, "You ready or what?"
Sol only nods in response, keeping her eyes trained forward and not at all trying to think about the warning Leo gave her. It's probably nothing. (Mars hasn't seemed any different... She seems to like that Sol is trying so hard. She even said it was less embarrassing to be her betrothed now that she can actually brag about Sol. Those were probably genuine statements. Probably. Hmm.) Anyway, this really isn't the time for her to be thinking of anything other than melting the ice at the border and taking over one of the old moon temples. So that's exactly what she does. With wings outstretched, she flies ahead into the moon court, letting her flames melt the landscape before the soldiers march in with their flame hoses. (A pang of guilt shoots through her, wondering if this really is the best way to get Selene's attention. All the beautiful snow turning to water under her wings and the hose that follows her... Maybe this was a mistake? Is it too late to call it off? No, she's definitely in too deep with this one. Maybe she can make sure no one dies?)
"Behead the priestesses," Leo's voice booms from the back, her chakram slicing through the tall pines. "We'll send them to Luna as a courtesy."
What's worse?
Selene's engaged. Like, yeah, so is Sol and even if she knows that their engagements mean less than dirt, it still hurts to think about. She knows all about what engaged couples do and she especially does not want to think about that. Especially after finding out what Scorpio looks like. (A total vixen babe who oozes sex appeal, in case you were curious.) The sunbeam doesn't consider herself a jealous person, but this? This breaks that resolve easily. So much so, she spent many hours in the library looking up Scorpio weaknesses and plotting several revenges for being engaged to her Selene. (Ugh, it sucks so much that she can't see her counterpart or talk to her. All she can do is hug herself and hope that maybe Selene feels it in that empty chest of hers.)
Interestingly, it just so happens that the best way to stay up to date on her not-gf is to pay attention to the all the political gossip. It also encourages her to attend more of those annoying war room meetings she usually would skip out on, but she's desperate for any crumb of information on Selene. This at least pleases Helia. (It's honestly jarring to be on her mom's good side for once. At best, she's usually on her tolerable side but the difference between being tolerated and liked? Sol doesn't even know how to describe it and some deep part of her even enjoys the attention. It's just nice to feel loved by her mom, even if she isn't loving the right parts of Sol or parts that are actually there. The sunbeam is so starved she doesn't really mind that Helia still fails to see her own daughter with those four eyes of hers.) This also leads to Sol being entrusted with more responsibilities––ones that don't seem like ill-disguised ruses to humiliate her––and the sunbeam, not wanting to lose her insider information privilege, has been keeping up.
In fact, part of their current strategy is thanks to Sol. (Don't ask how she feels about it, because the answer is complicated.) She's just hoping it's enough that she'll be able to catch Selene or that Selene will be able to catch her. (There's so much that she wants to say, all stuck like gum to her brain. Mostly, she wants to know if she's okay and why she asked Sol to keep part of her as a souvenir. Having one of her fingers isn't really the romantic keepsake she wants of their disastrous first date. She'd rather have a make-up kiss.)
The Sun princess surveys the border, where the desert turns to ice, and signals the all clear from her position before she flies back down to the group, landing next to Leo. "Nervous, little sunshine?" the fire sign smirks, folding her pocket mirror shut (clack!) and clipping it back on her belt. (Apparently pocket mirrors are an important battle accessory when you're Leo.) "Don't be, I'm sure your girlfriend will still love you even if this fails."
"Wh-what?" Sol brings her shield closer to her body, visibly defensive. (Crap! How does she know?) "I don't have a girlfriend!"
"Fiancée, whatever," Leo rolls her eyes and buffs her nails against her armor. (Whew! She only meant Mars.) "Either way, I'm sure Mars would be delighted if you failed! If I were her I would be."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, think about it, sunshine. If you were Mars and you were essentially promised the throne..." The fire sign gives Sol a pointed look, hinting at what they both are not allowed to name outright. "And all of a sudden the real heiress is proving herself? Gets herself moved from the tower to the palace residence? Even earns the spot next to queen Helia's right hand during important functions? I'm just saying, if I were you I'd be watching my back. Mars may be as fiery and impulsive as any other, but her ambitions shouldn't be messed with. She's got a quiet sting too. Anyway," she stretches her arms out and calls upon her chakram as if she has not just told Sol her fiancée is potentially plotting murder or something worse, "You ready or what?"
Sol only nods in response, keeping her eyes trained forward and not at all trying to think about the warning Leo gave her. It's probably nothing. (Mars hasn't seemed any different... She seems to like that Sol is trying so hard. She even said it was less embarrassing to be her betrothed now that she can actually brag about Sol. Those were probably genuine statements. Probably. Hmm.) Anyway, this really isn't the time for her to be thinking of anything other than melting the ice at the border and taking over one of the old moon temples. So that's exactly what she does. With wings outstretched, she flies ahead into the moon court, letting her flames melt the landscape before the soldiers march in with their flame hoses. (A pang of guilt shoots through her, wondering if this really is the best way to get Selene's attention. All the beautiful snow turning to water under her wings and the hose that follows her... Maybe this was a mistake? Is it too late to call it off? No, she's definitely in too deep with this one. Maybe she can make sure no one dies?)
"Behead the priestesses," Leo's voice booms from the back, her chakram slicing through the tall pines. "We'll send them to Luna as a courtesy."