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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 12:44 am
Castor was a common sight if you asked the hookers and whore of the red light district. He was usually seen stopping pimps from beating on their girls and other times, beating on rapists, or potential ones. Half the hookers and pimps hated him, others didn't mind. Where as some-
"Castor!" "Castttooooorrr~ Darling~" "Senshi boooy!" Some found him endearing to say the least. He'd always turn them down for their offers, but, he still would flirt with them upon occasion. If not flirting, he treated them with tentative kindness, sometime blushing at their less then sublet requests, (why many found him cute. For all his gusto, he was so chaste).
What they didn't know was that just on the fridges of the district, after a cold night and less then successful beat down on a mugger or such, Castor treated himself to buying a beer. (Buying was pushing it. The store owner just kind of handed it to the senshi and he left his money on the counter. Sometimes Castor wondered if it was fear or just plain not giving a s**t). So, there Castor was, minding his own business. Walking down the road. Grumpy from a failed 'mission.'
Drinking.
It could only end in disaster.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 3:20 pm
Freedom! After a few days in the hospital, Mackenzie was more than happy to be out, so much that when they finally discharged her, the first thing she had done was run out into the snow, despite how shredded and stained her old bp uniform was. That was it, no more hospital food, no more hospital bed, no more iv, no more nurses -- she was having a night on the town tonight. Tomorrow, she'd look for an apartment, but for today, she was going to enjoy herself. Within a few moments of exiting the hospital she had started down the street, hands in her pockets, looking for some place to find a drink.
Soon enough, though, the cold had started to get to her, the thin shredded jacket and her enthusiasm just not enough to keep her warm. A quick duck in an alleyway, and Gemini Beta returned from the alley, admiring her plaid fuku and gloves. Surprisingly, she found that after henshining up, she didn't feel the cold nearly at all. And whether by chance or because of some awesome senshi powers, it wasn't long till she found her other half. It was just a matter of time before they found the red light district, linked arm-in-arm, not a care in the world. When you had just survived a zombie apocalypse, you didn't really worry about much.
Of course, the super powers helped.
"Man, you know the worst things about hospitals? No booze," the redheaded Gemini muttered, unlocking her fingers from behind her head and letting them drop to her sides with a sigh, "Gimme a swig from your bottle, you lush."
A flicker of pale blue in the corner of her eye caught the female Gemini's attention, unusual amongst the blacks and reds of the prostitutes nearby. "Oooh... be kind, rewind~" she muttered to her partner in a sing-song voice, grabbing GeminiA's arm and tugging him a few steps back, green eyes following the boy walking on the other side of the street, "That... is not a Zodiac."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:31 pm
Andeon did not henshin to keep warm. Andeon certainly did not henshin to protect the world from evil. Andeon henshined for one thing and one thing only; beer.
He popped the cap off and tossed it aside, taking a swing before offering his magical beer to Mackenzie. Even if she hadn't demanded it, he would have offered anyways. It was just a thing. If Andeon was the kid on the playground who kicked sand in other kids eyes, Mackenzie was that girl who he gave all the stolen toys to. She was his partner in crime and in, well, everything. She was just his partner. His other half. Their connection ran deeper than the rest of the Zodiacs, deep enough that he could sense her feelings, know where she was, and feel when she was in danger; just as she could when it came to him.
“Whooooa. I told you, if you see a nice piece of v****a I will give you ten bucks to let me film, no need to get all ********' pushy, woman,” he cursed as she jerked him back, though he did enjoy the hum of her sing-song tone. He paused when she mentioned their group, gaze searching out the blue-clad senshi through the rosy haze of his glasses. Some senshi might have been on the defensive upon hearing this news. However, Mackenzie was right. When you had spent your past life fighting the biggest, baddest s**t in the solar system, died a fiery death at the hands of Charonite, and then lived (and died) through a zombie apocalypse, you just stopped being wary of s**t.
“Sweet. Let's ******** with him.” Andeon cupped his hands around his mouth, "HEY SUNSHINE. DID YOU MAKE THAT TIARA YOURSELF OR DID MOMMY GIVE IT TO YOU FOR YOUR COMING OUT PARTY?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:48 pm
Castor was used to being called out on his outfit. He had enough of it from the pimps and hookers he blew off. But never did they ever.
"The tiara wasn't my idea. But considering I could use it to rip out your eye, I think its rather useful." His back was still turned to them, but he had stopped walking away. "But I'm pretty sure your girlfriend found it hot when I ******** her last night." He finally faced the duo.
And he dropped his cheap beer.
There was no pimp. No hooker. No sugar daddy. Just two-
"Senshi?" Why did they seem different? Well, they looked oddly alike for one thing and, "Nice kilt highlander. What's your clan? f** ********?" He snorted. "Or maybe you just ******** your sister over there. Bet that's fun." He popped his knuckles. he was angry. His manhood had been insulted. He was going to punch that guy's lights out.
He was also slightly buzzed.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 12:33 am
"Literally? I thought you were d**k-intolerant."
Mackenzie didn't bother making a face at Andeon's response, taking another swig from the bottle while she watched Castor, grinning when her partner cupped his hands to his mouth. Oh, that was good. That was really good. From down the street, they saw Castor stop, his back still turned, and she knew they had him. Oh Andeon, so bad. Was it sad that she admired the fact that he knew just what button to push? Probably. Not to be outdone, she shoved the bottle back into his hand, raising her own hand to her mouth.
"I dunno about his tiara, but his cape is cute. LOOKIN GOOD BABY, DON'T LET HIM FOOL YOU, HOW MUCH FOR A NIGHT?"
It was only when Castor had fully turned around that the female half of Gemini realized just HOW MAD Castor was. And probably how buzzed he was. Mackie couldn't help but just continue to grin at him, linking an arm with Andeon's, amused. "Did you hear that? ********," she replied, talking loud enough that Castor could hear, "Well he's got it kinda right, you do kind of ******** a f**. But only on Sundays, I can't stand you every night. You though..." She turned her attention back on the blue-suited senshi, making a show of looking him up and down, "I could get use to."
She was sure, whatever they HAD been before they had died, would have been appalled at them. There they were, arm in arm, catcalling another senshi in order to ******** with him. Figuratively. Not only that, but they were tag-teaming him (figuratively), which was pretty much the lowest trick in the book. But they were just so GOOD at it, and besides, they only had one name -- it totally only counted as one against one, right?
"Well I thought we looked more like Braveheart than Highlander, but I guess beggers can't be choosers," She responded with a grin, not bothering to contest the fact that they were siblings, "But you, sweetcheeks, can call us Gemini."
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 2:42 pm
“I do!” Andeon shouted back with a grin, throwing an arm around Mackenzie's shoulders. Like his better half, Andeon did not bother to correct the fact that they were not siblings, and thus their Sunday-afternoon delights did not count as incest. It was much funnier to convince people that he was boning his sister, given their similar appearance. “Not tonight, though! I figure I should at least buy her dinner first, you know? I'll rent her to you for a beer, she can do a Reverse Cowgirl like nobody you've ever seen!”
Andeon gave a wink and took a step sideways, just out of Mackenzie's swinging range. Over the past few weeks, he had learned just how far that arm could stretch. He lowered his voice for a moment so that only she could head, “I am highly d**k intolerant. Put a d**k anywhere on my skin and I break out in hives. Hives the size of your fist. It's not pretty.”
This was a lie.
Andeon was a liar.
“Please, pardon our rudeness,” Andeon crossed an arm across his waist and bowed. It was surprisingly formal, “I am William Wallace, and this lovely lady is Prjncess Isabelle. We were hoping you could direct us to your mother's home? We owe her gratuitous thanks for the services she provided last night. We bought her a fruit basket!”
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:04 pm
You mom jokes didn't work particularly well on Castor. Both because he didn't like his mom, and the fact that the joke was overly elaborate. It flew over his head like a jet fighter.
"Sailor...Wally and Sailor IsaBella. Or ******** Gemini party? Saliors Gemini?" A few wobbly steps towards the duo. "Well...I'm Castor! A whole half of that! And...you can't have the same name...'S not not right!"
Stumble stumble.
Stopping in front of the female of the two, a goofy grin spread across the blue senshi's face. "So babe. How about I show you why they call me super senshi?...Just lemme take care of something." Facing the male half of Gemini, Castor's face went from grinning to glare. "******** you f**!" Swinging a fist at the taunting Gemini half, Castor stumbled. He had bad aim, much to the male Gemini's benefit.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 12:46 pm
On cue, Micky unlinked her arm from Andeon's, balling her right hand into a fist and taking a swing at him, unsurprised when the magenta-haired boy danced just out of her reach and her fist connected only with the cold night air. She was almost proud -- apparently, he'd gotten enough bruises to learn by now. "How 'bout I rent you out as a punching bag?" She replied with a grin, folding her arms across her chest again, dropping the 'vendetta' as soon as Castor approached and Andeon continued to introduce them. As if by some telepathic power, she folded her arm across her own waist and bowed at the same instant her other half did, straightening with the same precision. Either that or they had practiced in the mirror about five million times until they had gotten it right.
In fact, the latter was probably more true, although it was uncanny sometimes, how in-tune they were.
At any rate, Castor seemed to be more than a little smashed. Mackenzie continued to grin, listening as the other senshi introduced himself, smirk broadening. Castor. As in, Castor and Pollux. Or... Gemini. Things were getting more and more interesting. Shooting a glance at Andeon, she raised her eyebrows meaningfully before returning her attentions to the other boy, laughing a little at his flirt.
"Super Senshi. My my, what a treat," She returned, teasing him a little, brushing her hair out of her eye, "Think you can handle how the Zodiacs party?"
Taking a calm step back, the female half of Gemini watched in amusement as Castor swung, making no effort to go help her male counterpart. Instead, she contented herself to the peanut gallery, tossing in comments every once in a while that were most likely not very helpful.
"I don't think he'd appreciate that, actually... Apparently dicks make him break out in hives."
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