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 Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:15 am
Columba exhaled a quick huff as her running shoes hit the ground. She'd just leapt down from a rooftop, but the feats paused there as her dark blue eyes scanned the area. There was a youma there, she knew it.
She'd tangled with the thing earlier before it escaped, and deciding heroism was better than sneaking back into her dorm at St. Mags, she took up the task of tracking it through the city, hoping to catch it before it returned to wherever youma came from.
Rather than breaking into a run again, she stalked around, trying to find the little bit of darkness pinging in on the edge of her radar. Fight smarter, not hard, and all that junk.
She ended up back on a rooftop again, hoping to get a better view of the streets under her. "Where are you?" She whispered to herself, and looked down to adjust the fingerless gloves on her hands.
She glanced back up and caught a glimpse of something moving in the shadows. Ding! Got you, youma scum!
But additionally she saw someone walking around near it, completely unawares. An injured youma in need of a feeding and innocent civilian? ******** didn't really tactically think. She rarely did even when she had time to. So she barreled down from her rooftop perch and tackled the silver haired civilian instead of the youma.
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 11:21 am
Jonquil "Quila" Fisher hadn't taken a stroll planning to get tackled by someone out of the blue, or even in a planned fashion. This had not, after all, been an outing for any kind of organized sport. Nope, the entire jaunt had been the result of a simple set of yes/no questions. Q: Is it Movie Night? A: Yes it is. Q: Will there be popcorn? A: Popcorn is a moral obligation on movie night. Q: Do we have popcorn to make? A: NO. THIS IS A TRAGEDY. Q: Can we fix this? A: Yes. We can go to the 7/11. ....And so on. And then tackling. Which had not been in the plans. If it had been in the plans, she might have managed to do something other than make a confused " Hwugg????! sound as someone barreled out of the night, for all she knew with an intent to steal her backpack and it's precious cargo of popcorn. ((And...well...Milk Duds and Swedish Fish and that ridiculous 'Laffy Taffy' you only found at stores like that. It was MOVIE night ok??)) The idea of a monster waiting to eat her, or that her mysterious assailant might actually be on her side didn't even register over the burst of Fight or Flight instinct, or maybe some people might have joked, Quila's "Flight or BITE" instinct, as she simultaneously tried to catch her breath and either furiously pummel and or gnaw on what she was POSITIVE was... ok the votes were still rolling in but it was a three way tie between "Mugger", "Kidnapper" and "*****" the last one mostly because her mom thought that the whole terrorist thing was secretly some kind of skeevy fetish ring. Of course her mom kind of thought that about cosplay too, and she might have been right about that, at least in some circles, but that was sort of beside the point. "GETTOFF!" She roared, somewhere in the mist of this highly important debate-and-attack combo.
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 11:41 am
Even gimped as a chibi, Columba at least, was still a super senshi. Which aided her remarkably in getting off of her target largely uninjured. Sort of, she did pause and look down at the other girl, surprisingly appearing to be roughly her age.
"Gak! Did you just try to bite me?!" She squawked with indignity. It wasn't okay to fight dirty when other people were doing it to her! And especially not when she was saving her butt!
But there was no time for that. A roar to the left alerted her to her buddy for the night. The youma was already limping on three of it's four legs, the fourth clearing being broken. It might've been feral, but it seemed to register the rage at seeing yet another meal foiled in one night by the same senshi.
Columba jumped to her feet and threw one arm behind her to Quila. "Stay behind, me civilian!" She announced in her biggest, most authoritative and heroic voice before she grabbed her hat by the rim and turned it around on her head in typical 'now Columba means business' fashion.
And with that, she balled her fists and ran towards the monster with a yell.
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 1:15 pm
"DARN STRAIGHT I D..." Wait. WHAT the heck was happening? Things had suddenly gone from '*****' to 'Super-hero-versus-Monster-from-the-lost-world'. Or possibly an alien, and not a cute "Stitch" alien either. She could get behind Stitch. She could not in any way, get behind this thing, unless it was to shove it in front of a truck. "Civilian?!" The girl who launched herself like an canon ball apparently was either crazy... or... was one of Destiny's "Skeevy" terrorists, although the outfit this girl was wearing was a lot less fetishy than some of the ones you caught glimpses of on tv, and she was younger too. Or she looked younger. She didn't know for sure, TV pictures and all. TV being a colossally untrustworthy place where adults played teenaged roles and such. "You're one of those people on the news!" She yelled, immediately embarrassed by the obvious statement, and it still didn't tell her what the... THING was, though she was already fishing around in her bag for the hefty flashlight she carried in the bottom. It was one of the expensive ones, that were supposed to be able to be used for weapons in a pinch, and that was what she did now, hefting it like a club to use in case the creature came her way. It wasn't a lightsabre, but she could still WHOMP that Mothertrucker if it came too close!!
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:34 am
Columba yelped and bounced back when she almost launched her fist into a set of jaws and flexed her fists as she looked around. She didn't have offensive magic, and she was only able to do so much with her fists.
"Yes, civilian," She took this opportunity to lecture, standing up straight to give her most heroic posture. "As in human. As in little girl who would be youma food if I hadn't-- oh, this works," Yoink! Columba grabbed the flashlight weapon from her hands and got a running start before she tackled the youma from the side enough to topple them both and deliver a solid bash to it's already battered skull.
Having already sustained damage throughout the night, the creature was at it's breaking point and let out a wail before dissipating into dust.
"Ha! Heads up," Columba tossed the flashlight back to the silvery haired girl with a smirk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 1:08 pm
"DUDE. You just beat a monster to death with MY flashlight! And hey! I'm no littler than YOU." She snorted.
Youma was a funny word, 'monster' was a bit more obvious, but maybe Youma was a type of thing? She'd have to try and look it up, maybe she'd find out interesting things.
She should have been more scared, but adrenaline and the fact that it had been beaten to death by someone who seemed to be about her age... and that it was now dust, made the entire situation more fascinating and surreal.
"Why did it turn to dust? My flashlight didn't make it do that...."
Her flashlight did not come with that awesome ability she was sure, or she'd have been tempted to use it for evil before now.
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 5:27 am
Sitting on her knees now that she wasn't holding a monster down, Columba put her hands on her hips and frowned, trying to maintain some level of being in charge and authoritative demeanor.
Though it was clear that as tall and gangly as she might've been, Columba and the girl were very close in age, enough to be in the same grade or close to it.
"No, that was something called a youma," She said, getting up to her feet and brushing her fuku off. "A monster used by the evil forces of the negaverse to collect energy and starseeds from the civilian populace, often at the cost of lives. Speaking of! Are you hurt?"
Without an adult present to question the ethics and morals of chibi senshi, Columba was clearly milking the idea of heroic rescuer to weak and delicate civilian. She called her attack and held out a winged envelope. "This should help!"
She collected her hat and ran her fingers through her bleach streaked faux-hawk before adjusting it back on her head and posed dramatically. "I am Super Chibi Sailor Columba, protector of justice!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 4:03 pm
"Are you making this stuff up?" Quila couldn't help but let a little grin creep onto her face as the other girl, taller (Dangit!) and clearly more super-powered (ARGH-UNFAIR), went into another dramatic pose, saying words like "Youma" and "Negaverse" and "Senshi". 'Chibi' she kinda knew, it was a hard word to avoid if you liked comic books or the internet. She reached for the envelope uncertainly, not sure what it did, or what it was supposed to contain. "...Super awesome. I wanna ask a billion questions but my big brother is waiting and we were supposed to watch Friday the 13th... and if he goes and finds his stupid Hockey Mask I am going to have to hit him with the flashlight."
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 9:28 pm
"Uhm, no? Did you not just see?!" Columba asked and flailed her hands behind her at the dust pile.
But she saluted over her hat. "On your guard civilian, these streets are dangerous at night and I cannot guarantee another hero is waiting in the wings," She barked in her best tough guy voice. She knew she was hamming it up, she knew she had stolen the spotlight. She knew all of these things perfectly well and that didn't diminish the fun at all.
"I bid you farewell! Or would you like me to escort you home?" She offered Jonquil her elbow and smirked an ornery half grin as she tipped her hat. "I could be a proper gentleman on top of rugged hero if you'd prefer. But I don't think I'm quite tall enough to carry you over the threshold like a proper damsel."
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 6:21 am
"]]=['''[['''' uncontrolable urge to start giggling, a wierd combination with the adrenaline in h//'/[[er system, like spending all day on a roller coaster. "Not the monster!" She really did laugh, since somehow the whole exploding glitter envelope was suddenly hilarious and fun. "I mean the words, I mean Negaverse? What kind of wingnut would go "Oooh I think we'll call ourselves the... Negative universe or Negative Bible verse club! No wait! Let's just make it Negaverse because oohh that's just ROCKIN'." Seriously it was just silly sounding. "Negaverse...." She giggled again. "I am totally not a damsel, the boys in my class wish they were as tough as me!" She insisted, giggling some more. Carrying. HEE. OhEmGee, she was getting kinda sorta flirted with? Maybe? It was 100legit Superhero spiel straight out of comics and it was fantastic. The movie was going to be almost boring after this.
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 7:24 am
Columba's eyes lidded a bit, making her smirk seem a little more wry than mischievous. She could joke, but the gorey fights between Nickels and Eunomia and the body count at the carnival were still fresh in her mind.
"Cannibalizing your own species usually makes people go crazy," She quipped. "Maybe it just puts a hitch in their naming skills."
She adjusted her tie and seemed lost in thought for a moment. And then she pointed to the envelope she gave her, "You may want to open that before the magic expires."
She was about to turn on her heel and leave when she realized she didn't know the girl's name, which made her stop short of the grand farewell she was planning.
"So you know my name. What's yours?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 10:06 am
Magic? So there was beating monsters to death AND magic? What the hell, if she opened the envelope would an invite to Hogwarts fall out? (A girl could dream...) "Well Hannibal eats people and he's got enough class not to name something "negaverse" but I guess there's really only one Hannibal the Cannibal." She quipped back, facinated and excited. "...Quila Fisher." She answered. Technically Jonquil, sure, but she couldn't remember the last time she'd introduced herself that way to someone who wasn't an doddery obnoxious OLD person.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 12:16 pm
Columba seemed to drift off with a dreamy sigh, but then also realized now was not the time for blatant fangirling over recent adaptations of Hannibal that included sexy, intellectual and tortured men who didn't always shave.
Columba was a fourteen year old girl, sue her.
"Well your brother is waiting, Quila Fisher," She said with a dramatic flourish of her arms, and then grabbed her hat and took a bow.
"Stay alive in time for one more movie night, ya?"
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