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 Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:24 pm
Serah was walking around at a late hour. She wasn't necessarily on senshi patrol, even though she was in her negaverse uniform. Of course, one may not always identify her uniform as part of the negaverse. Gosh, she was so damned tired of senshi patrol. Surely, one night of slacking off couldn't hurt. One night to take a walk away from her duties. Just one night was fine, right?
She enjoyed the wind in her hair, the nights of this season always seemed to be cool and chilly. Not that she minded. Her bunny sat on her head as she walked, she was feeling quite lazy, carrying it would take far too much effort. She sighed, her pink heels making small sounds against the solid pavement. Brown eyes scanned the area instinctively. After finding out there seemed to be no visible threats, Serandite could be heard humming to herself softly.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:33 pm
He'd been looking for blue hair, actually. Light, baby blue; the shocking pink was even enough to make him raise his brows, and the get-up was definitely screaming for attention. Obsidian was lurking in the entrance of an alley that was close to the building where he'd attacked and killed the man, where Sailor Nerissa had tried to stop him in vain. She'd come around here once, and though he doubted she was stupid enough to be back so soon (he was still bruised to hell and back, himself), it was worth a shot.
"All dressed up and no place to go?" He called quietly, arms folded across his chest as he leaned against one of the walls, eying the rabbit with a bland sort of stare. What was she, twelve? If he was bored enough to ask questions to potential victims, clearly Obsidian was not having an entertaining night.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:45 pm
Serandite turned around seeming unfazed as a male voice appeared behind her. She took a split-second to glance at him, assessing his battered appearance. Was he a threat.. or not? Perhaps he was just a civilian. Strange clothes for a civilian. In fact, they almost seemed .. like a uniform?
"What about you? Your attire's not looking too shabby.. unless you want to count your overall appearance." She responded in a flirtatious manner, posture deceptively relaxed. She was on her guard. But Serandite was not feeling particularly up to fighting off a criminal. Was he here to steal her wallet or something?
Serandite could see his reaction to the rabbit. Or more accurately put, his lack of reaction. But carrying a plush around tended to draw a variety of reactions, none that Serandite hadn't seen before. Except for that one senshi who had run away. That was a surprise.
"So tell me, why is there a tall dark stranger conveniently placed in an alleyway? Any particular reason?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:58 pm
Hmm... His lips curled upward at the coy way she replied, tilting his head a little as though trying to discern her true age. Older than the way she dressed? Hm, he couldn't say.
"You're a little young for me, but I don't see the harm in giving away one of my secrets." Obsidian replied, tilting his head a little as though to better take her in that way. "Little old for dolls though, I'd think." But, hell, who knew, maybe she was a cry baby? Walking around in a kimono wasn't normal, and he was so nearly bored to tears that he was just going to roll with the punches.
"Would you believe me if I said I was stealing hearts?" Came the snort, and his eyes closed briefly before a hint of green studied her from half-opened lids. "Yours, too, if I work up the effort to care."
Tonight sucked.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:09 pm
"Well, that was a try." Serandite laughed, flipping her hair to the back. Obviously, one didn't go any further when they failed once. But it wasn't as if Serandite had been seriously trying. There were too many fish in the ocean to try.
"So most people say." She responded, glancing down at her doll. It didn't look so ridiculous to her.. but to everyone else, it apparently did. But the stuffed animal was useful because nobody expected it to be a weapon. Serandite always did love the element of surprise.
Her brown eyes widened in surprise at his next line, his words confirming the lingering thought in back of her mind.
"That would be quite a shame if you did work up the effort. I dont think Charonite would be pleased with you if you took out one of his newest lieutenants." She pointed out, pulling her bunny down in her arms. "Of course, I dont know how he could possibly give you a beating that could be worse than the way you are now, don't you think?" She asked him, wondering what member of the negaverse this person was.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:27 pm
Charonite?
"Hmmm." The man only seemed to hum at that, but his eyes were narrowed now as he took her in a new light. Recruiting right out of highschool--she looked even younger than Linarite. Might have been the outfit and the stuffed animal, but goddamn. "Probably not." He would agree. Unless, of course, she turned out to be useless like Tobernite, and didn't even know how to use her abilities.
"You don't know Charonite if that's what you think, sweets." Obsidian purred; he could imagine twenty different ways for the General-King to tear his guts out and hang him with them, probably without even getting his hands dirty. Not looking forward to ever finding out how, thanks.
"Lieutenant Obsidian." The man finally offered with a yawn, returning his attention to the streets in case his little broken nymph wanted to show up again. Convenient? Yes. Likely? No way in hell.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:50 pm
"I don't care to know him anymore, thanks." Serandite said, a flash of reluctance crossed her face. She had only met him once and she dreaded having to meet him again, in case he called on her for a report. She didn't even want to find out how brutal his punishments were. Rumors circled.. but some said he was worse than rumors could say. Serandite definitely did not want to find out.
"Lieutenant Serandite. You might as well leave if you're not going to hold a decent conversation with some sort of manners." She stated, obviously, she wasn't as eager to continue this conversation anymore than he was. Meeting such a lieutenant wasn't worth her time. "Quite the rude lieutenant, aren't you?" Not only had the man had the audacity to look clearly bored, he had yawned as well.
"Are all negaverse members as nice as you or is it just me?" Serandite asked in a dry tone, the sarcastic words was in retort to his lack of etiquette. Did this man even have any?
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:02 pm
A thin brow arched itself at her words, and he actually laughed a little. "Some of us actually have jobs to do, instead of wandering the streets looking like they could be paid to show a man a good time." Obsidian said sweetly, baring his teeth in a grin. "So, if it's okay with you, princess, how about you piss off so I can, you know, work." Chivalry? I think not.
"Oh, I've been told I'm the best conversationalist we have, so far." He smiled at her brightly, beginning to straighten from his perch against the wall. "Now I'll tell you one more time before you find a wooden sword lodged so far up your a** that you're gonna taste it. Piss. Off."
And he normally liked the women, goddamn.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:19 pm
"At least they know they'll have a good time. For you on the other hand, girls wont be coming back for a second meeting." She pointed out sweetly, making a dismissal motion with her hands.
"Work? Was that what you were doing? Excuse me, I thought you were looking to get beat up again?" She asked in an purposely innocent manner, her hand to her mouth in mock disbelief. She continued on, refusing to be dismissed in such a crude manner.
"Whoever called you a conversationalist didnt even know the meaning of the word." She gave a skeptical scoff at the comment. Indeed, she wasn't seeking to make enemies in the negaverse. But it wasn't as if she was looking to make friends either. Princess. How long did it take for him to come up with that nickname?
"You really think you can do that? Boy, even if you were in top shape, you wouldn't have a win against me. I'll wager.. a defeat or a tie. Why don't you go on your merry way of work before you find your smirk shoved into the ground?" What an amusing yet aggravating negaverse she had found. He certainly didn't bore her. But he wasn't on her good side either.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:31 pm
"You know, I respect your honesty." Obsidian said quiet seriously, nodding almost sagely to himself. "A sixteen year old prostitue... you've got loads of experience under your belt... Or, excuse me, had loads." Released in there, maybe. He paused before flapping his hands right back at her, batting his eyes, even.
"Oh? You haven't received your own special mission yet? Thaaat's right, you're still a greenhorn." Obsidian tutted to himself as though ashamed he'd forgotten. "Don't worry; one day you'll fill out enough to strut yourself for the General-King, and then you can get a golden star too." He seemed to be amused now, eying her up and down with a grin.
"When you can take on a senshi without getting your pretty little pink a** spanked, then you can talk to me about me kicking you all over the street, kay?" He closed his eyes to beam at her exaggeratedly. "I already told you, this is where I'm ********, if she wasn't even confident enough to claim she'd defeat him straight out, she still wasn't ready for him. Not today.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:56 pm
Most comments didn't even faze her. But claiming a girl as a prostitute.. well, it was one way to get under a girl's skin. She would have to correct him on that note. Even if she had provoked it. What a crude negaverse ally he was. She didn't even want to consider him an ally. He was even claiming she wanted to impress the General King? Oh, disgusting. He was so aggravating. Just because her outfit was a little revealing didn't make her a damned whore. Nealite wore more revealing clothes than Serandite did. Sheesh. Being remarked on for her newness to the negaverse wasn't an appealing topic either.
"Oh, that's despicable. Charonite? Only if you're into people a hundred years older than you. " She couldnt stand the way he was assessing her. It was obvious what he was thinking. Charonite? That guy? What was Obsidian thinking? The thought made her cringe inwardly. "If that's what it takes to get a golden star, I'd rather not." She smiled. Although he proved to be a better person at verbal battles and had not only managed to incite disgust but also annoyance in her.. Well, it didn't call for stupidity in baiting him further.
"Will do. I'm not stupid enough to actually fight with a senior member. I'll have to take you up on that offer when you have some free time, apparently." At the very least, she seemed smarter than your usual hot-headed punk. She had lost this battle, clearly.
"On a last side note.. You really might want to consider your own words. It looks like you're not doing so hot in the winning category either." Serandite pointed out, the implication from his bruised appearance was obvious, giving him a similar assessing look with eyebrows raised.
"Much thanks for the 'pretty' compliment. Even if it is about my a**. I dont have a compliment to return but maybe when you're in better condition, I might." She suggested, starting to walk out of the alleyway.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 12:02 am
"Ooooh, raggin' on the boss man..." Obsidian let out a low histle, like he was really impressed. But, it seemed like he was finally getting under her skin, and it made his fingers twitch unconsciously, wanting to tear her apart a little more before she realized she was in way too deep over her head. What happened to that brave front? Was she faltering? Obsidian only grinned at her as she seemed to back down, but, his alert and almost eager posture settled back to something relaxed.
"I'll keep that in mind, my dear." He rolled his shoulders with amusement, and her note of sorts made the laughter hiss from between his teeth. "Sorry, babe; it's not all frills and glitter when you're willing to fight for your life in order to win. You'll learn that the hard way." They all had, down the line, and she was in for one hell of a rude awakening if she wanted to suceed.
As she turned to leave, he whistled and catcalled obnoxiously after her, even chattering his teeth like he wanted to sink them into her. "Don't worry about it! Got to eyeball you without even having to pay, that's a compliment enough." Obsidian shook his head with amusement, idly thumbing at his nose.
That could have gone way better, and he loved that it didn't.
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