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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 1:34 am
It had been almost a week since he'd last visited this very same spot.
It was utterly ordinary as far as Destiny City went. It was just another plain old sidewalk bench, next to some half tended city flowers. It was something that no one would pay a real mind to. In fact, up until last week, castor wouldn't have even thought about any particular city bench as having any sort of significance.
That was until last week of course.
Last week, on this common sidewalk station of relaxation, he'd pretty much fallen in love. And not only that, he'd fallen for perhaps the most unobtainable girl in the entire city.
He'd fallen for Linarite, a negaverse lieutenant with long curly blue hair, a cute smile, and an even sharper wit. They'd chose to pass up fighting and just talk, like they were normal teenagers. And in the process, he'd become attracted to her. And quickly that attraction grew. But the kicker? When he'd given her a perfect chance to kill him, and she'd chosen to only walk away with his heart. Except, she's pretty much done that all but literally.
The past week, even with a hot date for prom most guys would DIE for, his thoughts would go back to the shy blushing bluenette, one he'd only known for a brief evening. One he'd probably never see again. He almost wondered if it was some negaverse power, and he'd fallen for it. But...
"Lina..." It had been a week, and in some pathetic love driven quest he'd return to the spot where they'd shared a stolen kiss.
So there stood Castor, proud sailor senshi of hail. Over a sidewalk bench. Sighing. Like the love stuck idiot that he was.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 4:15 am
She didn't think he was going to come tonight, just as he hadn't the nights before. Yet, just as she was getting ready to return to her cozy apartment and her design plans for Nia, he'd shown up.
Castor.
Orange eyes narrowed as she studied the young boy who lingered near the bench. She hated the senshi of hail, hated him far more than any other senshi she'd ever had the displeasure of knowing or meeting. Nealite finished her jobs, she completed every task or mission she was given... and yet, out of all the ******** things in this godforsaken world, she couldn't beat Castor. The first attempt had been a ******** up on Obsidian's part, and then the second and third, she'd been bested by a ******** cat, of all creatures.
Well she'd like to see that damn cat's reaction when she found a dead Castor. Nealite would be more than happy to deliver him to her personally, of course.
An evil grin crept upon her face as she finally slid off the tree branch, leaving the shadows of her hiding spot to come into the open moonlight. She'd been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now that time had finally arrived. It would be her turn to lay the smackdown.
"Sorry, darling, Lina's a bit tied up at the moment, so I decided to come in her place tonight. "
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 8:50 am
The sound of shows on cement made Castor's head dart around to face who ever might be coming. He stopped mid-turn however when he heard that voice. The voice of some one he wanted nothing more then to end. And by end he meant kill. Like, for real.
"Nealite." The name was hissed as Castor's hands tightened into fists. At first he'd half put thought into her words, but then. "Lina?" s**t. Had she been found out and-
"What did you do to Lina?" The words were half hissed, half yelled. It was taking all of Castor's self control to not just run up and try to beat the s**t of of the smug b***h he so loathed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:00 am
"Castor." She returned with a smug smile and nod, her arms crossing themselves.
God, just looking at him infuriated her. This little runt, this twit...he was the cause of so much past grief, so much trauma and heartache. She'd nearly died thanks to this son of a b***h, and she wasn't going to let him forget it in the last few minutes he had left in this world.
She'd checked, before leaving Barren Pines, to ensure Audrey was well occupied. On a raid that lasted for hours, from what her confident had told her, so Nea knew this was the perfect time. Her chance at returning to glory, returning to Charonite with the head of one of the most annoying senshi this ******** City had been disgraced with.
"Oh... little Lina?" came the innocent coo, her voice dripping with mockery, "I haven't done a thing to Lina... yet."
She laughed. It felt so good to laugh, to know she had the upperhand at last, and if this brat was truly as infatuated with her as she was with him, he was all hers to control. "But I can't promise Charonite will be too pleased to hear what sort of antics she's been up to with you. Tsk tsk, Castor, and here I thought people were supposed to help those they love, not get them killed."
One hand moved to lazily draw itself through her hair, waves of orange cascading over her shoulder. This was too good, too ******** good.
"Though.... I do suppose we could come to some sort of agreement, if you're a bargaining man?"
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:02 pm
It took alot of self control for Castor not to go over and just start wailing on Naelite. It was even harder when she spoke of Linarite. And the fact she knew about their tryst, and Linarite was suffering for it. Rage contorted Castor's face to a harsh scowl and glare, fists clenched tightly to his sides.
"I swear..." He was seething, voice bordering just slightly below yelling. "If you've ******** hurt her in any way, I will KILL you." Something is the way he looked at Nealite and the tone of his voice made it clear, he'd have no trouble carrying out the threat in spades.
"What the ******** do you want? What do you want for her safety?" While he was ready to kill, Castor was by no means stupid. He wasn't going to attack her, not when a person he loved was on the line. Even if he was unsure if it was love or not, he'd be damned before he let anything befall a girl due to him. "Name your damn price Nealite." Her name was hissed off his lips, disdain evident.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:57 pm
The wicked grin remained in place, one hand moving up to hold her chin, her finger tapping on her cheek as if she was pondering the idea. She knew what she was going to ask, she knew what she was after from the start, before he'd arrived to the bench that night.
"Nothing more than what any other gal would want from a guy who beat her up in front of the General-King," she drawled out, tipping her head slightly. "I want to see you in pain, darling."
Taking one step forward, she paused, then continued, "But I don't want you dead, that would be no fun, killing you without a fair fight. But I must say, Castor darling, it took quite a bit for me to get over what you did to my pretty face back there at the warehouse, and I've just been itching for a bit of payback."
One hand fell and rested on her hip in her usual stance, and the other lifted up so she could admire her nails as she spoke. "So how about this; if you truly have affections for our dear Linarite, you'll let me spend the next ten minutes or so doing whatever the hell I want to do with you."
Eyes moved to study his face, the smile growing broader, "I won't kill you, I want a fair fight in which you die on equal grounds. I won't make you unmorph. I just want....a little payback, is all. Just a little payback. And afterwards, Lina will be let go, and I won't breathe a word about your little...relationship."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:17 pm
Dark blue eyes regarded Nealite's every word, every small tiny and insignificant motion. Castor soaked them all into his brain and just let it permeate his usually thick skull. As she mentioned how she wanted revenge, not his death, all of Castor's anger went under the rug so to speak. It would be a small price to pay to ensure Linarite's safety. Even if it meant the wicked b***h of the west got to screw with his face.
"....Nealite, you make it sound like it's a chore." His face became utterly...Castor. Smiling and cocky showed on his happy go lucky face, but at his side, his fist was turning white as ash. "I am willing to suffer whatever you throw at me, if it'll mean she's safe." Stepping forward, he spoke with more conviction. "So long as she is safe." He gave Nealite his best cocky Castor grin. "Sure you can hold out for ten minutes? I can go all night if I have to."
He just had to put a sex joke in there, didn't he?
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 8:25 pm
One step closer and she was standing beside him, her eyes staring up at the taller boy as she grinned, one hand reaching up to muss up his blonde hair.
"That's a good boy," she cooed, her nose scrunching up as she gave him the largest smile she could manage. "I knew you'd see things my way."
Her mirror slid into her free hand, and she waved it around for a brief second, growing accustomed to its weight once more. It had been a while since she'd used it, but she was finally going to show Castor just how much even a pitiful excuse for a weapon could hurt.
"I'll ask you in ten minutes to see if you're still interested in going, sweetheart." Her eyes studied the mirror's carvings, then glanced back up towards him, "I have a feeling you're not going to be able to hold out for very long."
With that, her hands dug into his hair, clutching onto it as her mirror came sailing upwards, crashing into his face.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:06 pm
'Deep breaths, just take deep breaths.' Mentally chanting, it helped Castor not lash out at Nealite's touch. Which as she mussed his hair, was really ******** hard to not do. She reminded him of most adults, condescending, when they could hardly understand how he felt.
He didn't waver however, when she summoned her damnable mirror. His eyes were glued to where hers lay, even when her own moved. Castor still looked for those ******** eyes. The ones he wanted to rip out of her skull.
Pain, the taste of blood in his mouth. Castor was familiar with these things. Intimate even. This wasn't the first time he'd taken a beating. And most certainly not for another person.
Spitting out some blood and he stumbled back, Castor smirked. "You hit like a girl. I thought you had a d**k. Guess I was wrong. It's just some ugly old p***y."
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:24 pm
"Dicks are overrated, dear. Too much of a vulnerable spot."
To emphasize her point, her leg came lashing out at his crotch area. Oh, sweet sweet memories. How many times now had his crotch been the area of impact on Lieutenants' hits? "Us girls have it a bit easier, when it comes to obvious weaknesses."
She didn't give him time to recover, swinging back on her mirror like a baseball bat and sending it crashing down over his head, throwing the boy to the ground. A small sweat had already begun to form on her forehead and she shook out her arm, attempting to calm herself down. No, she couldn't go too fast, she needed to ******** savor this moment.
"She was a sap for you, you know." She said curtly, her eyes never leaving the back of the boy's head. "She thinks you hate her, not coming back and looking for her, this past week. Both of you are pathetic, though. ******** pathetic little saps."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:39 pm
Ah well, he should have seen THAT one coming. he never learned. Doubling over in pain, hands shooting to his abused manhood, Castor's eyes bore back to Nealite. "Liar." His voice was that high octave, the one that Nealite might remember from the park so long ago. "...She's not... NGGGG." Castor almost felt bile rise from the pain. "...stupid." Rolling onto his back, Castor knew he was exposing himself to Nealite. But, she wasn't going to kill him. Not yet at least.
"She knows...ugh..." He groaned, body shuddering on the cold pavement. "that it'd be too ******** dangerous." Castor was coughing now, pain threatening to blind him, body telling him keep his balls protected and curl up like some p***y. "And she knows...how important she is. At least." Deep breaths. "Important to me. After all." Scrambling to a sitting position Castor went on, almost driven by some outside force. "She doesn't need to suck up or look like some whore to get noticed."
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:38 pm
"She's stupid if she thinks she can get anywhere with you. But you're right, you know. She knows better than that."
Despite the height difference between the two of them, it was now Nea's turn to tower over him. One high heel kicked at his side and shoved his body over to where he could look up and watch his attacker. She wanted him to see this. She wanted him to see the look on her face, that giant grin as she destroyed him slowly.
"You think this is dangerous? You think love is worth this s**t?" Another kick. "You don't know what ******** love is, you don't know what it is to feel love, to have someone you would give your life for. Love is ******** one-sided, Castor, and Lina's going to wise up to that, if she knows what's good for her."
One leg extended over, and she promptly sat down on his stomach ungracefully, mimicking how he'd sat on her weeks before, as he'd been wailing on her beautiful face, smashing her eyes, her head, her neck and chest. It was her ******** turn now, and she was going to enjoy every goddamn moment of it.
"She thinks she likes you, but she didn't tell you she'd already had someone else, did she? That you're not her only kissing interest, hm? And here you are, willing to give up everything for her, when she's too busy trying to save her own hide. She wouldn't do the same for you."
One arm drew back and came slamming down on his chest. ******** love, ******** senshi, ******** everything.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 1:49 pm
Really, kicking? This was like another day in high school! At least use a bar or chair or something! Opening his mouth to mock Nealite however, Castor was only able to grunt, another blow landing.
Oh yes, the soft weight of a girl on his gut. How fun.
Not.
"Aw, if you wanted on top, you could have just asked." He grin at her, doing his hardest not to show her that he was already in pain. "To bad the view kinda sucks." That was going to get him a punch in the face, that was for sure.
"And what would you know about love? About how much it costs? You're just some dolled up whore." He wasn't hitting her back with his fists, but he could sure as all hell try to hit her with his words. "I bet you don't even know what love feels like." His body was willing to accept pain, but his eyes and cocky grin showed he was going to fight in other ways.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 2:13 pm
"You're still able to talk, dear? Hm, I must be off my game tonight."
Balling her fist, she turned around and sent another direct punch in way of his crotch. Little b*****d had the gall to try to tell her about LOVE? Tell Nealite, the one ******** woman on this whole ******** planet, it seemed, that was able to have any man she wants BUT the one she's actually after?
Turning back around, her hair whooshed with the movement, dangling down against his face as she leaned in to stare into his eyes.
"A whore implies I'm with more than one man, darling. If anyone's the whore, it's your darling Linarite. How does it feel to know that you're kissing another man through her mouth? Must be lovely!"
One hand moved to slap his face, a relatively gentle slap, and she let out a forced giggle.
"It hurts. It hurts a ******** lot. You have no idea what it ******** feels like, you're just a child with a libido..."
Another slap, this one harder. Her face had lost its smile, her expression hardened and cold, eyes betraying her thoughts. <******** love. You think you're in ******** love. Puppy ******** love, don't make me laugh. To sacrifice your life, to ******** dedicate your life to a person who doesn't give a s**t about who you are... you think you're ready for that, Castor? You think you have the ******** balls to man up and be like that? She'd turn you in within moments, if it meant her a** would be off the hook, you know."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 2:37 pm
Pain exploded white in his eyes. The negaverse just had to keep abusing him down there. At this rate, he might have to go gay. But God damn Nealite was....
"If anyone's the whore, it's your darling Linarite-" No. She wasn't. Castor knew it wasn't true. Somewhere, he just KNEW. It. Wasn't. TRUE.
More words spewed from Nealite, each cutting at Castor's heart.
Liar.
Liar.
"LIAR!"
She was a damn liar! Linarite was....she was...
"She's not you." He managed to hiss out, from behind teeth sealed shut in pain. "She's....Linarite." Coughing, he found at least some strength to keep talking.
"I..love her." He gave Nealite the most pathetic Castor grin yet. "That's why...I'm do this..." ******** was he crying? Or was that blood? s**t, he hoped it was blood. "...because I love her."
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