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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 1:36 pm
Sass had been patrolling more often then not. She had thought about using the purple rock but it used her energy and she was hunting. She had of course kept to her energy quota easily but she was looking for a senshi. No one hurt her lieutenants and got away with it.
She found herself perching on the edge of a building near the night club she generally went to. She longed to go in there again today but she knew it was unlikely and however much she wanted to get in there and drink and party tonight she was on captain duty.
In all honesty she didn't care what senshi she found, she just wanted one who could tell her about this Regulus her lieutenant had told her about. It was the first time she had ever wanted to find a senshi other then that rainbow farting b***h and her cat. However it always seemed to be when you wanted a senshi there was never one about...
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 5:11 pm
Going out alone was, unarguably, a bad habit.
It was also unarguable that Regulus was damned good at picking up bad habits... and unfortunately... this was one he'd recently picked up.
He'd been going out alone to clear his head, and also hoping to clear the nagging doubts that said he was, once again, falling into someone's orbit just because it was comfortable to be there.
He had after all grown up in a 'binary orbit' with his sister, and he was increasingly a little afraid that his relationship with Europa was a surrogate for that, and if it was, that couldn't be healthy...could it?
...Arguably it was also unhealthy to be debating your love life when you were supposed to be patrolling.
Not that he was really doing the best job of patrolling right now, instead of lurking and trying to be inconspicuous, wondering if he should just ditch even the pretense of waiting for a youma to show up and just go clubbing. He could call T... er... no. Not when he was still debating things. Maybe that fluffy Don Juan kid, just to prove he still called his own shots. He wasn't anyone's second fiddle. He was pretty sure he could get IN, especially if he called Fluffy. Hell with Fluffy along he could probably even get a drink and get into some real trouble. ((Because he needed to get in more trouble.)) Fluffy seemed like the kind of guy who would be able to pull the fake ID's to do that sort of thing.
He grimaced, doing the mental equivalent of swan lake around the boundary between duty and ditching, when he caught the outline of someone sitting on the edge of the building.
Dang he was starting to slip...
He straightened up slightly, clenching his fist to be ready to summon an attack, and moved forward slightly, trying to get a better look. He could have pulled his cell phone to check for another Senshi, but... as far as he could tell they weren't wearing white. Granted a few uniforms had enough distracting other parts that at the right angle you might not have noticed, but he wasn't sure he wanted to take his eyes off this one to check the phone.
...Well unless it was that ridiculous girl with the hobby horse. She just needed turned over his knee, spanked and sent the frig home, that fight had been... pretty pathetic. Maybe he had underestimated his current strength... He -had- done pretty significant damage to Kaguya after all.
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