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Astraea had ideas. This was well known. That was also to say she had a lot of good ideas.

Allowing Castor to come in possession of a phone that allowed him to harass his fellow senshi was not one of Astraea's most brilliant ideas.

The second the senshi meeting had begun and the phone came into his hands, Castor had done just what was recommended.

Scan anything with tits and was in a mini skirt, (and Shorts, aka Europa).

One of his first targets was the stripe tight wearing senshi, Alkaid. Once scanned and a day after the meeting had passed, her own personal version of hell began.

"HEY. ALKAID. YOU, ME, MEADOWVIEW. CLOTHES OPTIONAL."
"DID YOU TAKE A DEFENSE CLASS OR DO YOU NEED ANOTHER TRAINING SESSION?"
"DO YOU LIKE COFFEE?"
"YOUR BUTT. GET IT HERE. TO MEADOWVIEW"
"DON'T MAKE ME USE THE TRACKING FEATURE THING"
"ALKAIIIIIIIIDDDDD"
"ALLLLY"
"ALKY ALLY"
"KAIDY AIDY"
"ALKAID. <33333"
"IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP TONIGHT I AM GOING TO START LEAVING PUBLIC MESSAGES AROUND THE CITY."
"RAUNCY ONES."
"JUST LETTING YOU KNOW, I AM BRINGING COFFEE AND I WILL TREAT YOU TO MIDNIGHT DOUGHNUTS IF YOU SHOW"
"MIDNIGHT DOUGHNUTS AND COFFEE MAY BE EXCHANGED FOR MORNING AFTER FOODS."

Overall, Castor was abusing his phone's text option and if a guardian cat ever got hold of him, he might get scolded for his senshi version of sexting harassment. It had been over a week, and the senshi of hail felt that he'd given his victim enough warning. If she didn't show...he would abuse his phone further.

He also got two things of coffee and some extra doughnuts. He didn't want the food to go to waste.

"Yes, really. Now, either get naked or get over this fence. I like the first option, but, judging from your face, I'd say you would prefer the second." Castor had been waiting in a tree next to the entry gate on the other side, lounging about like a fat cat in a tree, only he was not a fat cat. The 'in the tree' part was true though. In the moments leading to Alkaid showing up, Castor wore a smile, but not a perverted one. He was also hanging upside down. His tie was right in his face. It gave him an almost comical look.

"And before you get bitchy, I got us coffee and doughnuts. I don't want you passing out asleep on me unless we are in a safe place. If you do pass out, I am taking you to Hillworth and making you spend the night. I hope this motivates you."

Sliding out of the tree, he looked oddly, serious, despite his sexual remarks.
"But, Kunzite will attest that sleep overs with me are fiiiiine. And I am also very well behaved." One of these statements was a lie.

Castor was going to torment Kunzite, even when she wasn't there. Mostly just because, he was still highly amused over the fact he had slept in a Crystal girl's dorm room and not gotten caught.

"I figured as much. Coffee is to make sure you don't pass out on me. Doughnuts...because I get hungry." It was a valid reason as any. Motioning for her to follow him, Castor seemed to be conducting himself in a formal manner. How long it would last, remained to be seen. They headed towards the football field.
"First off, I wanted to know if you took my advice. got into a self defense class. Either way, I'm still going to 'fight' you." And with the sly smile, there was the Castor Alkaid knew a little too well. And from their close proximity, she might want to keep an eye on his hands.
"I win, I get...a little something. You win you can hit me. Or kiss me. Something like that. Tip, you don't want me to win."

"A girl at school? Tell me, is kick boxing done naked and in a king sized bed, if so, I offer my services to the both of you." Castor was still Castor no matter what time of night. "But really. Go pro Alkaid. This isn't no game we're playing here!" He made an accent. A bad one. "We're in a war. We've got to kick a** and take names." It was a 'New Jersey' accent. "Or you can sit on the side lines and suck d**k. You don't want to be sucking d**k." The accent was then dropped. "But you can always suck my d**k if you want." Grin grin, he wasn't even hinting anymore. Just flat out being crass and well...

Castor was being an a**.

"ANYWAY....yes. We spar. You win, I can't touch you. I win..." That damn grin was going to get stuck on his face one day. "You really don't want me to win." Meadowview's field was empty, the grass hadn't even gotten morning dew on it. "So, if you're ready, come at me Ally~"

"Woman? I'm sorry Alkaid." Castor tried his best to make a sad face. "All I saw was a cute senshi that looked like she could be taken out for a good time." the frown turned into a grin as her fist collided with his gut, body taking the impact. "Ah, now that is what I'm looking for!" Bending over he grunted at the sting. Girls could pack a punch, no matter how they looked. The fact Alkaid was pumped up with senshi power didn't help.

"Good job. You've been working." Standing back up, Castor rolled his shoulders, arms crossing. "Now, if I'm bent over like that what should you do?" Castor didn't wait for her answer. "You nail me in the back of my head that's what. Get em to the ground and kick the s**t out of them. In my opinion, a great tactic."

So was flailing about.

Pain wasn't so intense as it was that kind of ache you got after running into the corner of a table. Bruising, but nothing to worry about. "You know what I like about you Stripes, besides your leotard fetish?" He moved all up into her face. Grin wicked. "You've got that fire." Backing off, Castor took his time popping various joints. "Now that I know you can hit, we're going to spar. The goal in to get your opponent on the ground with arms pinned. And before we start-"

That damn grin did not signal anything good. "Any time I touch your butt it's pure accident. Now, I hope you are ready." The fact they were going to spar would have been much more dramatic if Castor didn't look like his face was stuck. "Now we kung-fu fight!" The cheesy accent was also a negative to this whole night really.

The sparring was for the most part, rather light. A few punches and swings, then a pause to check on technique. As time pressed Castor would switch from serious to light hearted making it slightly confusing and difficult to catch if he was meaning what he said or just what he was saying at all. Soon enough, welts, purple and blue spots, and a few scrapes started to form, and both of the senshi looked rather tired.

Training it seemed, if it be real or a game of 'grab that a**', was hard work. So, rolling on the ground, a kick to his inner thigh throbbing, having just missed his more softer parts, Castor made the executive decision to call is quits. "UNCLE!" What? "We're done! No more! Oh god you can kick." Pulling himself up, Castor was smiling despite the pain. "Think we can call it a night?" He looked at the few remaining doughnuts and coffee. To bad it was no longer fresh.

He took her hand, and stood up, melodramatically crying out in mock pain with each over exaggerated movement. "Oh Alkaid, I'm sore. Kiss it to make it better?" As to what 'it' was, he'd not say. Still, his tone was joking, and his hand ruffled her hair. "No more free a** pats. You won. But I never said I would stop other things." Eye brow wiggle. "Or did I? Bah, point is, you're getting good. That's what matters."

He offered the box of pastries to her. "Want any for taking home? Can always re-heat for later. The coffee is mine though." He needed it. "It's what will cure the aches and pains of my male ego." He smiled. He seemed happy, despite his words. "You did better then I expected." There was a look in his eye as he just went and shoved the box of pastries into her hands. "I expect even more badassery next time."

Grabbing the thermoses, Castor was running. He'd never set up a date for a next time. But, odds were, he would later on.