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Rhodizite was in an unusually good mood; things were working out better than he'd expected, and while life wasn't exactly perfect (life never was), he was content, which was a rather big deal for him. Lately, he was managing his time at night between staying with Khalla, and hunting, and amazingly enough, it worked out far better than he'd expected. The girl was just as busy with her family and studies as he was with his... extra curricular duties.

At any rate, he was in a particularly good mood, and it reflected in his choice of target; he'd spotted a rather shady fellow following a student earlier that night, and he, in turn, had followed them till they'd entered the park (what was it with the damned park and him? He kept gravitating his patrols into the stupid place for one reason or another). It was only when the man had advanced forward, intent clearly written in his eyes, that Rhodizite had acted. He'd swung his chain out from his hiding place behind a tree, feeling it wrap around the man's right leg; the tension, coupled with the impact, caused the civilian to topple to the ground with a startled cry.

When he'd emerged from behind the tree he'd been using as a hiding place, he'd given the girl one long, sharp look, which had sent her rushing off; the books she had been carrying (no doubt on her way home from some academy, or extra-curricular classes) were dropped and forgotten. As soon as the girl left, his gaze focused down on the man that lay on the ground, struggling to release his leg from the chain, "No, I'm afraid you are not going anywhere," he murmured as he gave the chain a yank, and then whipped the man on the head with the other end, effectively knocking him out. That done, he knelt down and after a moment, flexed his fingers and shoved his hand into the man's chest.

Everything was working like a charm. Too bad that this usually meant that something was about to go horribly, horribly wrong.

Rhodizite's hand recoiled out of the man's chest, more out of surprise than anything else. His tongue clicked over his teeth as he lifted his head to look at the newcomer, "He doesn't deserve to live," he was really getting tired of being interrupted. It was like he was some sort of magnet for senshi, and they only appeared when he was just about to carry out his job, "Do you really want me to let him go? You'd probably have taken him down too, had you been here three minutes ago. The difference between you and I... is that once I handle this, he won't be a problem to anyone, ever again."

Still, despite his words, he stood up from the ground, using his foot to kick the unconscious man away from him. He figured he'd hit him strong enough to keep him unconscious for a rather long while. Which meant he could deal with this senshi, whomever she was, and then return to grab the star seed as soon as as it was all over, "I'll let him go. For now," it was obvious he planned on going back to finishing what he'd started after dealing with her, "Now then, shall we?"

That said, he rushed forwards; from looks alone, he had no idea what her sphere or powers were, but he wasn't planning on giving her time to use them, "I'm Rhodizite," he told her as he whipped his chain towards her, intent on wrapping it around her leg in order to bring her down, "And I'll make sure your bones shatter," his eyes were on hers, and then, something in her eyes cause him to falter, if only minimally; it was just a twitch of his wrist, but that small twitch of movement caused his aim to shift.

Rather than wrapping around her leg, the chain graced her skin slightly, but flew past her.

When his chain flew past her, Rhodizite hissed in frustration, making a 'tsk' like sound by clicking his tongue over his teeth. What the hell had that been anyhow? She was right there, and he'd missed her! He seemed to be too engrossed in kicking himself mentally to notice the way the girl's hand curled around the chain and by the time she'd gripped it, it was too late.

His brows shot up in surprise as she gave the chain a harsh yank, forcing him to stumble several steps forward, feeling mildly disorientated. After all, no one had really ever tried to do that before, and it'd thrown him for a hoop. In all honesty, he was more used to direct, hand to hand combat, mostly due to the fact he used the chain to drag his oponents forward swiftly. The sooner, the better; he'd noticed that most senshi needed space to perform their attacks, and if he invaded that space and tied their hands, it became harder for them to use it. The same thing applied to throwing most of them to the ground.

At any rate, as soon as the surprise of being being dragged forth wore off, he frowned again, and actually 'helped' her, by issuing forth a yank of his own, intent on bringing her fully up against him, "That's my game to play," he murmured, his voice cold, calm and harsh. He was planning on elbowing her in the face when she got near enough; it was clear in the way he posed himself.

However, the attack never came. He stood towering over her, and her eyes, of all things caught his attention yet again, distracting him momentarily. There was something about those eyes, and Rhodizite couldn't tell if it was fury he saw in them, or the determination, or something else entirely. There was something hauntingly beautiful about those eyes, and it was frustratingly distracting. So much so, that despite the yank he'd issued, he never managed to follow through with part B of his attack plan, instead bringing the senshi against him.

It was likely he would later bash his head against a wall in his apartment. Twice now, this senshi had been right there, and twice he'd failed to do jack-s**t about it. Needless to say, the notion was beginning to do more than frustrate him; it was downright pissing him off.

As it was that, his brain wasn't entirely there, too caught up in the fact he had absolutely no idea what it was about her damned eyes that was catching his attention to do much of anything else. So caught up was he in the moment, that when the senshi came forth, crashing into him, he went as far as instinctively reaching out, preventing her from falling over. He should have been using that time to hit her, and instead, he'd reached out to her.

Had he been in his sane mind, that would have been the moment Rhodizite should have decided something was horribly wrong with him. He should have simply turned away from this battle and left the scene. Lord knew he could have, because most senshi seemed to lose interest in him once he backed off. But no, instead of going with what he should have done, the anger that bubbled up through him (fueled by his own incapacity), kept him rooted to the spot.

He shoot her a brief, heated glare, and if looks could have killed, Alkaid would have died a long, suffering death, standing where she was in his arm. He'd swiftly decided he did not like this senshi at all.

Suddenly the girl pulled her arm away and punched him square in the face; his arms, which had been holding onto her sides, swiftly let go and he stumbled back several steps, the chain now hanging limp between them, almost like an umbilical cord. His free hand reached up to cover his nose, though blood slowly slipped between his fingers and dripped on the floor, indicating she had, indeed, pulled a good stunt on him. He stood still for a long moment, and then set his gaze back on hers, his red eyes flashing with anger, and they were the same color as the liquid that was still slowly dripping from his hands, "I'm going to kill you," he rasped.

It was then and there that he decided he didn't just dislike this senshi; he hated her with the burning, fiery passions of hell. The hand that covered his nose moved, and a loud crack resounded. When he lifted it, blood was still dripping out, but it didn't look broken. He tried again, his hand tensed on the chain and he gave it another yank, this time putting all his strength into the movement, his free hand prepared to simply plunge into her chest.

To his credit, this time he didn't actually hesitate. Had he been just a bit faster, he'd have managed to strike his target in the intended manner. Unfortunately for him, the girl was a tad faster than he was, probably fueled more by adrenaline and panic than she was by anger. She'd angled herself in a way that allowed her to aim a punch straight into his gut before he managed to plunge his hand into her chest.

As it was, he gasped out a breath, winded by the impact of the attack. The hand he'd aimed at her chest moved, and given the fact she was, in fact, the nearest thing, it instinctively sought out leverage by landing on her shoulder. Ironically, her form was the only thing that kept him from doubling over, his grip on her shoulder harsh as he kept his head down for a second. Even despite being winded, coughing and gasping for breath, he lifted his head, only to find her face inches from him, and those damned, cursed, haunting eyes just staring up into his.

The grip he'd held on the chain loosened in the wake of the event, and he found himself once again rooted the spot, helplessly looking into her eyes. It was as if he were seeking some sort of answer inside them, something, anything, everything.

They stared back at him harshly and gave him nothing he could even identify as an answer.

It was the smile that broke the spell.

No sooner did the girl smile, that Rhodizite blinked and somehow sparked his brain back into the 'here and now'. His features changed from mild confusion, right back into anger; if anything, he looked absolutely livid that she was daring to smile up into his face.

He had little time to ponder this, because she soon enough opened her mouth, the words making him freeze in place. He was way too near; in fact, he was actually still gripping her shoulder. Despite moving as fast as he could, trying to raise the arm he'd been using to balance himself against her, there was little he could do to ward off the effect of the magic.

It both blinded him and hit him square in the face, sending him reeling back; this time, the chain was no longer tied around the girl's wrist, so there was nothing to stop his movement. He stumbled back, having difficulty seeing due to both the flash and the fact his face really god damned hurt, which meant he was keeping his eyes closed. He'd lifted an arm to ward his face off from any further attack, but the movement did not help, because when he tripped, his footing not entirely stable, he found himself falling backwards.

Which wouldn't have been so bad if... there hadn't been a tree waiting to stop his fall, right behind him. As it was, when he fell, Rhodizite hit the back of his skull harshly against the trunk of the tree, leaving him more than slightly dazed.

He wasn't entirely unconscious... but he wouldn't be moving any time soon, and when he did, it would be likely he'd probably be stumbling. At any rate, it didn't look like he was an immediate threat any longer.