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 Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:10 pm
It was just a night like any other night- dark and not many people around. Lyre had stayed late over a friends house- deciding it would be better to study now and not wait till the last minute... much to said friends displeasure.
She was alone walking down the road. She walked this path often- it was a few streets down from the main one leading to her school. Once in a while she would detour to take a semi different way home.
Now dark though- the area seemed dirty, different, distant.
...Oh well!. Lyre strolled down the roads totally oblivious to what skeptics would call a "spooky area." She soon decided to take a detour down a EVEN DARKER alleyway. Why she decided to do this... she doesn't really know- she knew it was a shortcut towards her house and that's all that mattered...right?
Too bad she didn't know that tonight would change her life forever.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:49 pm
Destiny City -- for all its reputation for Prettiest Gardens -- had its own unfair share of dark alleyways, shadowy streets and -- in general -- dangerous areas. "Spooky areas", as the skeptics would indeed have called them. They didn't know how spooky they could even be.
The shadows grew, lengthened; it was getting into autumn, and it was dark and chill. The sides of the buildings towered over her as she trotted through the claustrophobic alleyway, penned in on both sides; and when Lyre heard the crash, it wouldn't have been out of the ordinary to assume it was just a raccoon, or something.
It wasn't a raccoon.
To the side of one of the partitions of the alleyway, there were two things that could only be called monsters.
They looked as though they had been cobbled out of trash and muscle, big and lumpen and reeking, standing twice Lyre's height: what mouths she could see were filled with rows of teeth, just like a shark's. Their attention had previously been on something that looked like roadkill, which they had been muttering and fighting over: but now they were focused on some much fresher meat.
You know, her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 2:59 pm
Lyre moved down the alleyways like nothing was wrong- she was weird in a sense. She tended to ignore things that were creepy- that is as long as they did not mess with her.
A crash sounded to her side- she gave a light squeak which clearly gave away that she was there. A puny human- small and not looking as if she posed much threat. Her eyes darted to behind the trash can- and she just gaped in horror.
The stench hit her first- not only the smell of the half eaten roadkill, but also the creatures preying on it. She soon saw them next- it looked like something from one of those bad B-rate movies one of her friends swore by. You know- being a typical human being.... she did what comes natural- and that is to run. Except she did not do something smart- and that is she ran even DEEPER into the alleyway.
Somewhere in the distance- a feline friend of Lyres was sitting ontop a fence post. Chloe had been watching Lyre for quite some time now- and she was almost certain that she was senshi. Chloe was normally only drawn to those with the potential.
Staring up at the sky she was thinking about how this city seemed to be over run with not only youma- but their was a definite dark force at work here. Most certainly it was the negaverse at work- she just did not know that the actual HQ was here. Boy was she in for a surprise.
Suddenly in the back of her mind- she felt a mental scream explode and shake her whole being. Something was wrong, very wrong. Ears erect now- she bolted in the direction her paws carried her- she had a feeling who was on the end of this path. Lyre.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 6:26 pm
Lyre had committed the sin of every B-list movie heroine stuck in a horror movie had committed: running into the place where there was no way out, instead of away into open space where there were hopefully at least more people. The creatures immediately turned and started to lumber after her, pushing and snarling their annoyance with each other over who got to hunt this prey, and Lyre found herself at the end of the alleyway...
"Chloe!"
The young guardian cat had skidded to the mouth of the alleyway, but a larger cat had jumped out gracefully in front of her. It was a pretty silver cat with a star on her forehead -- another guardian.
The guardian cats knew of each other only in a strange, ephemeral way. Chloe dreamt. Cats dream, too. Often she'd dreamt of Astraea, sometimes as cat, sometimes not -- so seeing her in the flesh was a little surprising, a little odd. But Astraea was Astraea, as ever.
"Chloe, you dolt," she said. "Don't just rush in there, for Serenity's sake! I have no idea why you didn't wake Sailor Lyra up already -- what were you waiting for, Christmas?! Trust your instincts. And don't just run in there, you have NO way of defending yourself. Ugh."
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 10:16 pm
Caught up in the fight/flight feelings she suddenly halted at the brick wall ending to the alley. This used to be a way through! It would be just her luck to take a wrong turn and have this happen to her.
There was the next best bet though- a large trash dumpster was against the wall. In the height of her fear she felt she could do anything- and had no issues climbing up it. She soon screamed at the top of her lungs as she looked down at the creatures. What he HELL were they!?
Chloe soon found the alley she felt was right- only to come to a skidding halt as a larger feline jumped in her path. She felt herself start to bristle at her. Though once she got a good look at Astraea, her startled anger turned to amazement, and then curiosity. She was in her dreams- this feline, Often- in fact. Was this a dream now? It felt too real to be a dream- her instincts told her this.
Snapping out of the trance like state- she turned to Astraea with a protective gleam in her eye. "What else am i supposed to do! Let her be eaten by the Youma without giving her at least a FIGHTING chance? Unless you have a plan right now then i dont really see any options! I need to get the Henshin pen to her."
Chloe really meant the other guardian cat no disrespect- she was just doing exactly what her name said, guarding those she cared for. With a nod of respect to Astraea- Chloe darted down the alley.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 5:57 am
"Chloe!"
Astraea's irritated cry sounded behind her, bouncing off the alleyways. It was no use. Chloe was already bounding into danger (too fast to hear the cut-off curse from Astraea, too) towards her charge. The two youma were looming over her now, distracted only by their idle shoving as to who got to bite down into the soft belly of their prey first, and neither seemed at all worried about the cat who'd just gotten into their midst.
Because really, what could a cat do?
"Hey, so, I heard someone was holding out for a hero?"
Thankfully, Astraea hadn't come alone.
Sailor Nerissa stood at the mouth of the alleyway, walking forward in ridiculous high-heels towards the youma. One made a lumbering swipe at Lyre, and she whipped forward and blocked it with a fairly good kick that looked as though it surprised even her -- but she was covered all over with fading scratches, healing bruises, one hell of a black eye as she moved in front of Lyre. She winked at the redheaded girl, and then backed her up a little further into the alleyway.
"Yo, cat," she was saying, "do your thing, I've got you covered."
"Nerissa!" yowled Astraea, still irritated.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 7:49 pm
Clearly still ignoring Astraea's orders- Chloe made a dash for Liz. Liz needed help, their was no way she could have defended herself against the youma. They were not natural to this world- creatures of the darkness. Humans remain mostly oblivious to their presence- thus un protected unless a senshi was nearby.
Liz was just laying there, unable to run away now. Try as she might- chloe could see that she was kicking out at the creatures- all her efforts were futile. She was not going to make it in time...
Then from behind a fourth voice was heard. Chloe did not have any time to look behind and see who it was- her concentration was solely on Liz.
She never wanted to feel this way again- EVER. Elizabeth hated the feeling of being helpless- but due to her kind nature she was often put in such situations. Nothing like this ever before though. The creatures seemed to be fighting over her- she let out a scream as one seemed to be going for the killing blow- only to see a leg block its path. What?...
It took a second of staring to register what she saw- a girl in a sailor outfit was fighting off the... things. Thats when she looked over and saw Chloe- wa-what?
Chloe stood dumbfounded for a second- another senshi showed up? A pretty powerful one at that- well experienced judging by all those scars.
She did not want to lose this chance- Looking towards Liz, Chloe jumped into the air and did a twirling action, seeming to shimmer as she did so. Once she landed- a pen shaped object was in her mouth. Leaping onto the dumpster- Chloe tossed the pen at the red headed girl. "Elizabeth! Hold the pen up and say Lyra star power, Make up!"
........
... a talking cat? The stray feline she had been feeding was talking to her. Even better- she knew her name. Was she becoming delusional? Was someone with a camera going to pop out and say "HAH! your on candid camera!" any second now? ... No it didnt really look like it. Grasping the smooth pen she noticed it felt warm to her touch. Scrambling to her feet- she did not see why it couldnt hurt to try this. Afterall if this WAS a dream or a prank- why not play along? The other girl down their was fighting the things... Liz wanted to help.
"Lyra star power, Make up!" Thats when it happened- a warm feeling spread and settled over her whole body... this feeling just felt right to her. She felt as if something inside her core was burning, edging her on. As quick as the feeling came, it disappeared. She was standing in the same place she was before, but now in her own sailor outfit. A phrase seemed to burn through her- demanding to be said.
"Nebula scatter!" What eh hell was she saying?
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 4:20 am
The two youma both immediately started blindly stumbling, yowling in pain, rubbing at their eyes -- it was obvious that the bright dust that Sailor Lyra had scattered had blinded them both, and they were both blinking impotently -- and, worse, lashing out. This had its ups and downs. The ups were that they couldn't hit the broad sign of a barn; the downs, was that they were blindly punching out and one lucky hit would see the senshi out of commission.
Sailor Nerissa pulled Lyra down to duck as a massive, garbage-decorated paw missed both of them by inches, and gave her a little hip check as she motored them back a little. "All right, hang on," she said. "I mean that literally, hang on to something."
Then she yelled, a little hoarse: "Tidal Concrete Vortex!"
Immediately, a whirlpool opened up underneath both youma, and in the narrow alleyway they didn't stand a chance -- they were sucked in, along with a couple of trash cans and some bits and pieces of flotsam and jetsam, and Lyra saw the need to 'hold on to something.' Nerissa had scooped up Chloe; and now she was grabbing onto the wireframe fence that separated the rest of the alley, trying to avoid the vaccuum that was sucking them in.
"So," Nerissa yelled, over the noise, "Hi."
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 8:33 pm
What. the. heeellllll. She was still in shock- Sailor Lyra? Nebula scatter? What and the world was going on? It seemed her and her feline friend were in for a long talk after this.
Once unleashing the attack, which seemed to summon a dust storm like thing, she found herself being dragged over by the other sailor to avoid a attack. Her attack, from the shadows she could see, seemed to have caused the creatures to last out in rage. Owch- she was lucky that that did not connect- it was really close.
Not being one to be told twice- due to how new she was to this, Sailor Lyra had no issues grabbing onto the nearest secure thing. Her first instinct was to grab the cat- but she saw that sailor Nerissa had that under control. The chosen point for her to cling to was a drainage pips made of metal and fastened to the wall of the alley. She was glad she did too- because next thing she knew a whole LOT of water came out of no-where. "What in the world!" She cried- watching as the two youma did not have the luck (or smarts) to grab onto something secure before being sucked into the depths of the whirlpool.
Looking over at Sailor Nerissa and the feline- she let out a exasperated little cry. "Hoowww can you be so calm!?" Clearly the stress of the events were getting to her- she still had no clue what was going on. She had heard rumors that something was lurking in the shadows of the city- and that the city had silent guardians- but she did not expect ANYTHING like this. "What are we? What am i? What in the world were those? Am i dreaming?" She was on the verge of having a near mental breakdown.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:42 am
"Man, I hate doing the explanations for this," said the strange new senshi, still gripping on to the fence as the youma behind them screamed. The screams turned liquid -- soon bits of youma were splattering onto the walls like in a murder scene, and the vortex closed with a hiss. They were both stuck clinging to the fence for a moment, and then Nerissa got down: she dropped Chloe to the ground, and brushed herself off.
Astraea was picking her way daintily across the chunks-o'-youma, still looking as irritated as before. "Chloe," she said. "If Sailor Nerissa hadn't been here, we could have been down one guardian cat! Do you have that little respect for your life? Or for your senshi's?"
"Don't harsh her buzz," said Sailor Nerissa. "She was saving her life, a**."
"Don't call me a**."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 12:19 pm
Ew. There were chunks of goo everywhere. Plastered on the walls, on the ground, anything and everything imaginable! She was shocked that none attached itself to the two senshi. Eewww. Sailor Lyra stayed well clung to the wall she decided to cling to. She was sure that the whirlpool below her was gone, but she still waited for Nerissa to jump down from her perch before deciding to lower herself to the ground in a not-so graceful manner. Landing on her rump with a slight thud she made a squeaking noise before looking up at the approaching cat. What, ANOTHER talking cat!? What the hell was going on.
Chloe was one thing- the two had been inseparable since they met. She had fed the feline, thinking she was a stray and needed help. The Siamese took a liking to her and hung around a lot- even following her to school sometimes. She seemed like a normal feline, except for her star mark on her forehead. All seemed peachy clean... until this? What the hell? Guardian cat? What was that? More importantly... cats can talk!?
The whole ordeal was a bit of a cluster ******** to her too. She had not expected youma to be so daring as to come out so close... this just came to show that the negaverse was getting stronger. "Thank you." She tossed at Nerissa- the thanks was directed at her not only saving her feline butt but also letting her down once it was over.
She was beginning to move towards Lyra- when Astraea walked between the gore all around. "We will talk this all over later, Lyra." She made a promise to the new senshi. She turned to face the feline she saw in her dreams.
Her neck fuzz bristled a little at first- but she soon let it lay back down. Chloe knew she was right to do what she did. "And what if Sailor Nerissa was not here? We would have been down one more Senshi!" She spat back. "While i am ever so glad that Sailor Nerissa was here, i did not know that at the time i acted. It was not a time for idle chatter, it was a time for acting! They nearly had her, Astraea! Is it really our choice to choose who lives or who dies? We are here to PROTECT them."
"....Can all cats talk like you two?" She blurted out stupidly before she realized what she was saying, clasping her hand over her mouth.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 2:22 am
"Not all cats talk like me," said Astraea a bit sourly, still glaring at Chloe. "Some cats have no idea what grammar or vocabulary are. Nonetheless. For Serenity's sake, Chloe, just admit that if I hadn't been here Sailor Lyra would have been street pizza already and Nerissa -- and for God's sake Nerissa's hardly a model senshi -- " ("Thanks," said Nerissa,) " -- would have been peeling her off of the alleyway."
"So, hi," said the other senshi, reaching her hand out to shake a slightly shaken Lyra's. "Sup. Ignoring Astraea, who's, like I said, kind of a massive b***h, nice to meet you, nice to meet your cat. Nope, not all cats can talk, this is like a crazy magical 'Milo and Otis'."
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:12 am
Chloe glared back at the other feline- choosing to let the grammar comment roll off her back. "I am overjoyed that Sailor Lyra is ok- and i do thank you for being here and saving her. I think more credit goes to Sailor Nerissa though- because unlike some feline that just sat by and watched, she actually DID something."
Sailor Lyra decided it was better to just leave the two cats at it... they didnt seem to be able to hold a decent conversation. "Hi, nice to meet you too. Thanks for... all that back there," She pointed at the gore to show emphasis. "I think ide have been monster chow without you..." She replied in a small tone- radiating shyness. Grasping the hand she shook it back. "So they are going to trek over barren territory only to get split up- and meet up again later after finding out they both had children?" Grinning she was finding her shyness going away while she warmed up to this situation. Wow, she was a sailor senshi? Like in those stories, they exist?
As quickly as she realized the situation at hand though- the same feeling came and went. She was late, she was NEVER late. She would soon be getting text messages about where she is. Blood draining from her face- she scoops up Chloe and took off down the road- De-powering before she met the end of the alley. They had a LOT to talk about.
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