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 Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:09 pm
Addison was grinning from ear to ear as she threw her head back, taking a shot of Vodka at the bar in downtown Destiny City. She licked her lips to ensure she got every last drop and slammed the shot glass down onto the bar top. Placing both hands on the bar, she shoved herself back on her stool and wobbly stood to her feet. Clearly it was time to make her way back to St. Magdalena's and attempt to sneak into her room unnoticed.
She held on to the bar for a moment to steady herself before making her way to the door. As she walked, she pulled her pack of cigarettes and her lighter out of her back pocket and took a cigarette out. She put the cigarette between her lips and shoved her way through the door into the fresh, cool air outside. She inhaled deeply through her nose, closing her eyes to relax herself for a second, her head spinning. Leaning against the bar wall, she lit her cigarette and took a long drag. Exhaling, she opened her eyes, lowered the cigarette and smiled at absolutely nothing.
What an awesome night.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:32 pm
Another bar and another night. It was a way to get some easy energy, even if he had other ways to gather energy. It was still a nice fall back, going for drunks. It wasn't the blond who stepped out that he went for, no, it was a male that he grabbed. Darting out of the alley next to the bar he grabbed hold of the drunk passing by his hiding place. Pulling him back he rocked back onto his heels, a hand on the others hand, as he pulled him back into the alley.
A hand to the man's chest, the other pressed tightly to the mouth, he worked quickly on draining off the energy he wanted to take. He couldn't, wouldn't, leave the man conscious and able to wander off or put up some form of a fight. He might have gotten the drunk by surprise but if he let him go he could try and put up some form of a fight. It wasn't to say he couldn't handle it, but he didn't wish to risk the loss of collected energy or risk the fight garnering attention. That would cause him to move to some other place.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:22 pm
Addison's eyes widened as she saw a fellow bar patron get pulled back into the alley next to the bar. Shitshitshit was the only thing running through her head as she scrambled to try and grab her henshin pen in her pocket. Her head was spinning and her hands shaking with nerves as she panicked.
Finally able to grab a hold of her pen, she took off running (or what she thought was running- anyone watching would say it was more like shambling) in the opposite direction of where the man was snatched.
"Cyllene Power, Make-up!" she slurred, gripping her pen tightly in her right hand. The change was almost instant and Sailor Cyllene now stood in Addison's place. She immediately looked down at her boots and cursed at the fact that she would somehow have to make it back to the alley in high heels. Who the ******** thought it would be a brilliant idea to make Senshi fight in such inconvenient outfits!? She started laughing out loud to absolutely no one as she realized that henshing didn't make her sober- the alcohol's effects pwned their super special Senshi magic. Well, son of a b***h.
She took off back towards the alley, trying her best not to break an ankle as she drunkenly ran. When she finally approached the alley she gripped the corner of the wall for dear life, trying to catch her breath and stop the world from spinning.
"HEY YOU!" she called out to the Negaverser who was, as far as she could tell, draining the drunk civilian.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:29 pm
Of course that's what he was doing, even as he sensed a senshi pop up in the general area, really close by the feel of it. Well, looked like his night was failing. Maybe he could finish here and get away? Not likely though, he didn't think his luck was that good. Someone really had a thing against him. Between his weapon, getting his a** kicked, and being caught how often when draining energy. Yeah...someone really disliked him.
That decided and the senshi shouting to him he cursed, mentally. Turning his gaze onto the senshi, even as he let the drunk fall from his hold. They wouldn't be getting up, and possibly helping the senshi, any time soon. "Can I help you?" Time to act like he was superior, it wasn't all that hard really. He was a naturally snobby person so pulling off the act of being superior was easy for him.
"Or are you just here to watch me work?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 11:08 am
*Hic* She hiccuped rather loudly and her right hand quickly clamped over her mouth as she continued to hiccup. She had the most ridiculous, wide-spread grin on her face that anyone could possibly imagine. Sailor Cyllene continued to grip the brick wall as her body swayed slightly, and her eyes closed momentarily as she tried to steady herself.
Her hand lowered and placed itself on her hip, her drunk grin now evident to the boy further into the alley. She took a few wobbly steps forward and waved her left hand in the air dismissively. *Hic* "Pssshhhhh.... Help me? Why on earthhhh would one of you Nega losers help little ol' me?" *Hic* She was very obviously slurring her words, and it made her laugh out loud yet again when she heard herself speak.
*Hic* "I am Sailor Cyllene! And in the name of Jupiter and all of its badass moons, I'm probably gonna punish you, because draining defenseless drunks is totes uncool," she rambled.
She stumbled right up to him and got in his face (as best as she could, considering she was quite short); being intimidating wasn't quite her thing, but that didn't mean she wouldn't try. She placed both hands on his chest and pushed as hard as she could, attempting to shove the Negaverse officer.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:33 pm
Oh how he wanted to laugh, and point out how she seemed in need of a chair...or a couch seeing as she seemed unable to really stand on her own. A drunk senshi, how he wished for his cell phone right now so he could get a video of this. It was amusing beyond words, did she have any clue how much he wanted to laugh?
It was her question which had him serious again, and responding. "Considering you look about to fall over, and I don't care to watch you knock yourself out like some common drunk. It should be obvious why I want to help." He stated. She wasn't worth the time in all honestly. All he had to do was push her and she'd fall right over, maybe she'd wind up unconscious or perhaps just laugh and giggle? She seemed the type to laugh and giggle, if that smile on her face was anything to go by.
Not that he was tall either, only five foot three. He doubted he'd ever gain in height, cursed to remain short. But it wasn't something he much minded in all honesty, even if he would think of how short he was compared to others it was a simple observation. Letting her shove him he took a step back, going with the movement.
"You really sure you want to do this? Perhaps you should find a cab, go sleep off the drink." He was trying to be nice, if only because this was utterly pathetic. But he doubted she'd leave so he came in and shoved at her. "Go home and leave me to my work."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 11:04 am
Sailor Cyllene raised an eyebrow at the boy. "Since when do you Nega ******** wanna help anyone? Isn't this the point where you attack me and try to steal my starseed?"
She frowned when he asked if she really wanted to do what she was doing and suggested a cab. "Don't ******** tell me what to do, scumbag. If I wanted to get in a cab and tuck myself in to bed, I would!"
When he came at her she instinctively took a shaky step backwards, but being that she was intoxicated, she stumbled and fell over onto her butt when he shoved her. She burst out laughing as she sat on the littered ground of the alley. "Is that the best you've got!?" she shouted at him.
She took a few minutes giggling on the ground before she used the wall to push herself back up to her feet and find her footing. "C'mon bro, I'm sure you can do better than that!" she stumbled towards him a second time, her hands at her sides clenched into fists.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 2:27 pm
"No, do you want me to?" He questioned with a tilt of his blond head. "Because I'm not in the business of taking orders from senshi, so if that's the case you can find someone else."
"Of course not, but it seems to be you haven't got anything. Go home, or somewhere else." He had been less and less nice when it came to senshi but this one was so drunk and while watching her on the ground giggling it also made him annoyed. She couldn't leave him to his duties she just had to show up even drunk to stop him, how annoying and she was pathetic.
Watching as the senshi climbed to her feet he shook his head. "What would the point be? I push you and you fall over." He didn't mention that e had a feeling a good breeze would push her over as well, she seemed rather unstable on her feet. Was he actually going to have to fight this senshi? The only thing that could come from this would be an interesting encounter and a good story.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 2:17 pm
"I would never dreaaaaaaaaaaaammmmm of telling one of you people what to do. God forbid you took orders from someone on the good side of things."
When he continued to insult her and insist she needed to go home and go to bed, she narrowed her eyes at him.
"Listen, bub." *Hic* She poked her right index finger into his chest repeatedly as she spoke, taking a step forward every time she did to cause him to step further back into the alley.
"Just because I've had a few drinks tonight, *Hic* doesn't mean that I'm incapable of kicking your a**. Got it? If you ******** with me, this will be one acid trip you'll never forget."
... Did she seriously just use that line? Yep.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 4:23 pm
"An acid trip..." An eyebrow raised as he looked at her, was she out of her mind? She seemed to be more than just drunk.
Couldn't he try and be nice? It wasn't like he wanted to attack some drunk, it was like attacking a small child who just learning to walk. It simply wasn't right. Stepping back as she continued to poke him he finally summoned his weapon and started poking her right back, with the pointy end of the paint brush. "You can kindly stop poking me." Each word punctuated with a poke from his brush.
"Do tell me senshi, what do you plan to do to me if I don't fight you? Continue to poke me and stagger about? Look, I'm playing fair, I'm not going to attack some drunk. But if you continue to poke me I shall continue as well." And maybe he would smack her across the face with the brush as well, just to get his point across. Yes, that was just what he'd do.
Turning his brush around he slapped her with the brush part across the face.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 4:48 pm
Cyllene stared at Benitoite, a dumbfounded look on her face after he slapped her across the face with his paintbrush.
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"Did... Did you just SLAP me with a PAINTBRUSH? Like... That actually, for realsies just happened? Is that your weapon? A paintbrush? Really?" She burst out laughing and held her stomach as it began to hurt from laughing so hard.
"Oh that's rich. That is just ******** amazing." *gigglesnort*
"I can't believe this is what the Negaverse is turning out. I've never met one of you guys before, but ******** man... The way the other Jovians talked about you people, they made it seem like ya'll were a threat! That's awesome. They'll freaking love this."
She shook her head slowly. "Ah man..." She leaned in close to the Negaverse agent. "Look, bro... I ain't about to attack a dude with a paintbrush as his only form of defense. So don't worry about it, kay? Just be on your merry way. Tell your superiors you beat me even, if you really want to. Whatever will make you feel better, I'm totes cool with it."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 5:19 pm
As she laughed at him he hit her again, harder this time. "I'd hold my tongue if I were you. It's not as if this weapon will remain as it is forever." It would change, he'd have a new and better weapon. She really should learn to worry, especially over the higher ranked members. The strength and power that came off some of them....it was not something to laugh over, no matter what weapon they had.
Shoving the senshi away he wrinkled his nose. "How about I tell them I ran in to a fall down drunken lush of a senshi? Because I won't lie about some fight, especially when I don't plan to lose or back down simply because you find my weapon unimpressive." He spoke, holding in his annoyance at her laughing and flippant attitude.
And this time he turned his brush point down and brought it down on her in a stabbing motion, he'd done the stabbity stab with Kallichore once in an alley and he would do it again with this drunken wench that passed itself off as a senshi..
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 5:30 pm
She shrieked when he stabbed her with the pointed end of his paintbrush and stumbled backwards. "WHAT THE ******** DUDE?!"
She slapped his hand away from her and with tear-filled eyes she kissed her right hand and lowered it, blowing as if she were blowing him a kiss.
When she blew however, a mist of acidic liquid sprayed out of her mouth and directly into Benitoite's face- while the effects were not permanent, if it got in his eyes it would sting much like lemon juice ********.." she cursed and attempted to kick him in the shin after spraying him in the face with her Cyllene Acid Kiss.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 5:37 pm
"Proving that you shouldn't just laugh and write me off." Was she an idiot? He honestly had to explain things to her, how pathetic. Perhaps it was the alcohol she'd obviously been drinking. Either way she was stupid, it was annoying.
The acid, lucky for her, did find it's mark in his eyes. Hissing and scrubbing at his eyes for a moment, as his eyes naturally reacted by producing tears to flush the acid out. At least she'd decided to take him seriously, though he still felt bad for fighting a drunk.
"I could say the same." Though he wasn't going to, he wasn't that crude.
Giving up on scrubbing his eyes he stepped back, unknowingly avoid the kick. Wiping at his eyes once last time, with the sleeve of his coat, he moved back n, using his brush like a small, very small, spear as he lunged at her with it aimed to stab at her again. Tears filled his eyes and tracked down his face, slowly working out the damn stuff. He'd be making a note tonight to avoid her face if she went kissing her hand.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 6:07 pm
"Listen buddy... Unlike you, I just came out tonight to have a good time." She stumbled to the right slightly when he came at her with his paintbrush a second time.
"It ain't my fault that I happened to catch you draining an innocent civilian. That's no reason to cry," she mocked.
With her attack being used, she was pretty much useless now. She had never been trained in any sort of hand-to-hand fighting, so she did the only thing she could and reached for his ponytail.
If she was successful, she'd have a fistful of his hair tangled in her fingers and she'd pull with all her might.
She'd fight dirty if he insisted she had to fight at all.
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