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Jumping lost it's appeal after the first month. Sure, it looked fun, hoping from building to building, pulling literal spider man moves, minus the web slinging and from that, the 'lol d**k hands' jokes. Nope, just alot of running, jumping, and occasional bouncing.Thankfully, Castor did not bounce.

At least not intentionally.

A few times he'd fallen he had bounced...a bit. Not like a bouncy ball, but, he still bounced, giving himself a few street burns and skid marks. Painful results of him jumping blindly and landing on things not recommended to land on.
Like black ice.
After the first few times, Castor was slowly becoming more adapted to judging when to jump, how high and far to jump and, yes, that is covered in ice and would not make for a suitable landing.

Tonight was proving to be just another night of endless jumping while patrolling. Thus, how jumping lost it's grand appeal. It's stopped being fun once you had it 'mastered'. The inner city was still cold, and ice had just begun to cover the streets atop of the hills, forcing Castor to patrol a new area this night.
The docks, which smelt of fish, booze, but oddly it was missing the low tide smell. Not that Castor cared, low tide smelt, and he was fine with stale booze and fish stench, thank you very much.
Jumping along the docks was however, proving to be a very good jumping and landing exercise.

After all, he sure as all hell wasn't about to fall into the icy waters.

Jumping along the rotting wood, Castor was finding himself more and more bored. It was easy once you got the pattern of the dock set up memorized. And that was hardly rocket science. Jump, jump, oh, turn and jump, what fun! Really. Jump, jump, THUD.

Wait.
Thud?

Thud was not the noise he made while landing on wood. He made a distinctive 'clop', thank you very much. He did not made a 'thud' sound. His senshi shoes did not thud. So, who's did?
Looking at where he thought the noise came from, Castor saw only darkness. For a while, then the tones of a female voice broke through the sound of waves and a face came into view. Along with 'negaverse vibes'.

"Hardly a death wish. Just practicing. After all, never know when I might run into a cute negababe and have to-" he jumped in her direction, careful to land a good few feet away. "-Come around to see her pretty face up close." He was grinning. Finally, something to do!

Taking her gaze in the way most guys took the gaze of a girl Castor's cocky next one liner was probably a classic. "Like what you see?" He gave a small flourished bow, careful to keep his head up and focused on the girl in front of him. As cute as she was, she was still an enemy, and she did pose a very real threat.

Resuming his stance, he gave a light wolf whistle at her weapon. At least it wasn't something more circus related. "Almost expected a card act or a magic hat trick. But that," he motioned to the cross, "is much better. Half the time the weapons are a little, lacking in class." Slowly, he began to walk around her. Eyes doing their best to molest, (something gave off the vibe he did this eye molesting thing way to often and should probably be brought up on sexual harassment charges).

"...Well, Miss Show-stopper, I like to know my companion's name before I get to the pleasing parts. I'm the amazing Super Sailor Castor, senshi of hail. But, you can just call me Castor." He gave a mock ringleader's bow, complete with an imaginary top hat being taken off and brought to his chest. "You sure you can handle my circus act sweetheart? It's pretty rough." He glanced up to the sky, as if to say 'Oh guess what I can do!'

Even if the clouds were practically non existent and it was still to warm for hail to form naturally.

"Dunno. One guy only had his fists. Another a cheap mirror. One douche had a overcompensating wooden sword." Castor was smiling as if this was everyday chatter. Her comment about their shared species did make him raise a brow. "Last time I looked babe, we're all humans. Just with some beefed up powers from an outside force. Hardly aliens or monsters...but the youma...yeaaahhh..." He frowned at the notation of youma as once human beings. "Pretty sure those buggers are monsters and hardly human. "

Her sudden movement jarred Castor's next planned comment, (which was another one liner, so maybe it wasn't that bad of a move on her part), and forced him to jump back to the dock's edge, the weapon narrowly missing his torso.

"WOAH! Hold back back, you're going to fast for me!" He laughed turning to jump to the wooden pier docks nearby. "If you want to make this a performance, how about you be my lovely assistant?"

Castor huffed at her revelation about her teammates. "Uh, yeah, aren't you negaversians in some sorta union or team?" They all stole starseeds, said they were working for the negaverse, plus, the whole lieutenant and captain thing, didn't that mean organization? Idly, Castor thought about how it must be a pretty loose military structure if she didn't know her higher ups. Shrugging it off, he went back to what he did best.

Jumping and flirting. Sometimes best when combined. And Val was making him put his skills to the test, almost pushing them to the limits! "No co-star? But you can't have a one man show, it gets lonely."

Leering and smirking, Castor had managed to jump to the edge of the dock, and well, he'd kind of locked himself in, as the closed thing to jump to was a tiny buoy. "Hh...oops." As Val rushed, Castor braced himself for an attack, arms at the ready, no where else to go. Her jump however, caught him by surprise. "s**t!" He had no room to dodge, and it didn't look like she was going to over shoot and hit the water.
Only one way to go. "Sorry babe, but..."

"Stinging Storm!"

In mental terms, Castor had a one track mind. That track was currently going 'Oh s**t oh s**t oh s**t' and not looking very optimistic. The ice was supposed to stop her jump, she wasn't supposed to be able to flip and land! She was supposed to fall! Preferably away from him. Landing on the dock, ready for another attack? No thank you he-

splash

Uh. What just happened? Didn't she land? On the dock? And mock him? Because right now the dock was clearly lacking in negababe who was just ready to kill him. She hadn't....
"Oh s**t!" Enemy or not, freezing to death was hardly a way to go. And besides, he didn't want her dead! Just maybe not trying to kill him. Or, something... but certainly not dead or frozen!
Back to his one track mind chant of 'oh s**t' Castor went to where his opponent had landed in the water. Not wanting to jump in, he suited for shoving his hand into the icy liquid to try and fish out the girl.

And they say chivalry was dead. It was just sort of...retarded if Castor was anything to go by.

Okay. This was the Weather Report, a la Castor.

Air: A bit chilly, nothing to really worry about. You can see your breath but it is not too cold out.

Water: WHAT THE HELL WHY ISN'T IT ICE YET?

Arm submerged, Castor was just about to pull it out in the mindset it was going to freeze and fall off. At least that was his plan, until he felt something like another hand touch his own. 'Ohshitohshit' still running in the back of his mind, Castor did was Castor might be best at.
Act now, think later.
And by act, that was pulling his enemy out of the freezing water. Even though up until her little dip she had been set on killing him. Pulling her out with more force then needed, the soaking wet girl landed on top on him, soaking his senshi outfit and sending a cold chill along his body. "Arg jesus christ girl!" He tried to stand, pulling her with him. "God, now we'll both freeze to de-" Looking down at her, Castor noticed two things.

One: She was in reach of his starseed.
Two: Her shirt was white and wet.

Three guesses on which fact Castor was currently focusing on yet trying also to ignore at the same time.

As the sound of laughter reached his ears Castor was disrupted from his attempts at figuring out if Valleriite was wearing a bra or not, (and if she was, what color was it and did it have lace?). "...Pardon?" He was genuinely confused. She had all but been ready to kill him and now she was laughing at him? Was she off her rocker? Wait, that might be a requirement to join the negaverse, never mind.

"Listen Val, I---I...." He had been trying to cut her off, he really had. The second she looked at him with those eyes girls made to look sexy his warning bell went off.
Castor, this is going to be like your night with Tanzanite if you keep this up. EVASIVE ACTION NEEDED?
The fact the little voice in his head that was supposed to be his self-preservation voice of reason was tempting him said a few things about Castor, and where his priorities lied.

As she toyed with his tie, Castor suppressed a groan. She was not helping her situation. And by her situation, he meant his own. Doing his best to downplay the whole event, Castor nudged her away just a tad. It was kind of a weak nudge, given what he really was tempted to do. 'I am cold, and wet. She is warm, and wet, DO NOT SNUGGLE. SNUGGLING WET GIRLS IN THE COLD WILL PROBABLY LEAD TO BAD THINGS.......Oh god, do it.'
That little voice in the back of his head might kill him someday.

Taking a DEEP breath, he managed to get his thoughts and a few other things in control. This whole process took only a few seconds, but to him, it took hours.

"You really have no idea about me do you. Maybe I saved you for a reason." He was going to get himself killed someday. His eyes narrowed, and for a second, he looked a bit threatening. "Like this." Given the voice of reason a mental '******** you' Castor went against his better judgment and grabbed Valleriite. ..And kissed her.

Someday that little voice that was cheering him on was going to get him killed.

Someday.