Luna nodded. "Mreow, yes, We figured they would show up soon. The three you encountered are Cole, Cardigan, and Ishiko. They were sent to earth ahead of you all to help protect the other three imperial gems."
As if on cue, Cardigan walked up to where they are and knocked on the door.
Artemis turned and looked. "It's her. The sailor scout of dream(or shadows?)."
I felt my introduction, as you have been playing for 8 pages, should be a long one. There's no real need to read it, but I need to get into the storyline somehow.
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Corbin, oblivious to the commotion going on elsewhere, was on top of the roof of a museum. Watching through a skylight, his eyes followed the attendant who was herding people from the room. Corbin was a regular visitor to the museum, as was the fake attendent he knew would be entering the room soon.
As soon as everyone had left, the attendant turned of the lights and closed the door. Sensitive to his eyes, invisible lasers surrounded a case in the middle of the gallery. Light spilling into the room announced the opening of a door, and Corbin watched with interest as the fake attedant head toward the case. Stopping, the figure, hidden in shadow now, donned some goggles.
Flowing into the darkness, Corbin saw the man begin what looked like a slow breakdance, making his way toward the case. Reforming outside of the laser cage, he adjusted his shirt, and produced a blank white mask from the air, putting it on. He knew that in the darkness, he would appear only as a floating face. The man turned, and made his way out of the cage, audiby sighing with relief, muttering to himself,
"At last. This amethyst will fetch millions overseas."
Dropping his cloak of darkness, Corbin stepped in front of the man, who jumped back in shock,
"I think you have a present for me," he said, his voice ironic, "Pity there's no name tag. I'm Shadowkeeper."
Before the man could resist, Corbin had snatched the gem, moving inhumanely fast to the alarm. Slamming his hand against it, he let his physical form crumble into shadow, fleeing the scene through the open skylight into shadow once again. Underneath him he heard the doors lock shut, and the wail of sirens.
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Corbin Weathervane walked into his campus, remembering he had arranged for a party later on that night with the sailor scouts - none of whom knew who he was. They had said they might bring along another two of their friends. New girls. Feelign a touch guilty at his act of petty theft, Corbin dropped a substantial amount in the hat of a homeless person as he passed by, which soothed his conciensce.