She deserves some attention too, dontcha think?

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter kneels over a grassless patch, holding a small stick in her hand, her loyal Skuntank by her side. Absently and in apparent self-absorption, she uses said stick to write the following on the earth:

JUPITER ♥ CYRUSShe remains in contemplation of the words for a minute or so, then wipes the last element off and rewrites it so that the

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[sunnythecherrim]

[There is a Cherrim sitting on a branch above you...watching.]

...So, uh...you seem to be...conflicted.

[Fuck the what humans are weird.]

[g3_jupiter]

[Instantly, Jupiter turns to look at the branch where that came from.]

What? What're you looking at?

[Incidentally, would she be able to understand what Cherrim is saying? .-. ]

[sunnythecherrim]

[Yeah, this is a PMD-verse Cherrim, she speaks English/Japanese/Common/whatever the hell these people are. Oh, and I seem to be lacking my last icon ATM, BUT just pretend that that smirk is a very mischievous grin. She picks up on the human's agitation and is going to mercilessly prod.]

Oh, nothing in particular~

[g3_jupiter]

Humph. Liar. Where did you learn how to talk, anyway?

[landsharkchamp]

[[Cynthia is going to watch, amused, for a few minutes, before deciding to speak up.]]

Feeling conflicted?

[g3_jupiter]

[Shi--, just when she thought she was never going to have to meet Cynthia again, too! Jupiter instantly stands, flings the stick over her shoulder and quietly steps over her writing.]

Never.

[landsharkchamp]

[[That would be far too easy~]]

Don't tell me your loyalty is wavering?

[g3_jupiter]

Shut up. You're talking nonsense. My loyalty is as strong as ever.

[1/2]

[ihasatrenchcoat]

[Looker is darting around inconspicuously as he goes on his patrol. Or rather, he was, until he notices somebody nearby. He approaches, only to notice that this person is...]

[2/2]

[ihasatrenchcoat]

!

Commander Mars of the Team Galactic! So you are being here as well!

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter surprisingly greets Looker with a smile.]

You should be fired.

[ihasatrenchcoat]

Fweh! Your insults, they do not affect me. No, no! For you and the Team Galactic will be brought to justice! And therefore your words are meaning nothing!

[galacticred]

*Think of the devil, and she shall come? Purugly of course is trailing close behind her master. However, Purugly happens to still have that Skitty hanging from her mouth.*

Jupiter? Have you finally lost the last of your marbles or something?

*Course, she's now going to look at what you've written in the dirt. Her reaction? Instant jaw-drop, of course.*

[1/2]

[g3_jupiter]

[Where she would normally greet Mars with some sort of scathing line, Jupiter's head droops and she closes her eyes, awaiting judgment. She even blushes a little. Why, she must look a lot like a hurt kitt--]

[2/2]

[g3_jupiter]

[... And that's when she notices.]

... Mars. What the hell happened to that Skitty?

[galacticred]

*The Skitty, happily hangs from the scruff of its neck. It seems to be wiggling about, in an obviously playful manner. Mars, on the other hand, does not look playful in the least.*

You've written that on the ground, and you have the nerve to ask be about the Skitty?!

[distorted_deity]

[Cyrus watches for a moment before interfering; the same two names, written and rewritten...

There's nothing to be done but speak to her - to attempt draw her out of...whatever has led her to this, and to attempt to get some answers if the attempt succeeds.]

...Jupiter...dare I ask what you're doing?

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter stands immediately, rigidly, taking a short bow to greet her boss.]

Nothing of importance, sir! Nothing at all, in fact!

[She steps on the writing to subtly try to erase it.]

[distorted_deity]

You're not one to indulge in idleness...were it truly nothing of importance, you wouldn't have been doing it.

[He shoots a glance in the direction of the writing - just one pointed, incredibly obvious shift before he returns his attention to Jupiter's face.]

And if it were nothing at all, you wouldn't be trying to conceal the end result of your task.

Your dishonesty...I find it to be an ugly thing. There is no place for it.

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter's stance becomes even more rigid.]

I beg you, sir, there's no need to be upset. I was simply thinking. That's all.

... The writings are an attempt to rationalize my emotions so that I may get rid of them more easily. I thought you would appreciate the effort.