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 Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 10:42 am
He didn't smoke, but the crisp late autumn weather felt like it needed a cigarette for cinematic effect. A little smoke to go with the brilliant sunset bleeding down the glass, concrete and brick of the storefronts. Playing with the steam of his breath against quickly cooling night air would have to do though, and he deliberately puffed steamy breaths as he tugged at the collar of his uniform, eyes half closed as he felt out the surrounding area. No good stepping on someone else's hunting ground after all, even if he was looking for one particular young man. The creepy one with pills who'd bothered Zia a while back. He just didn't think someone else might have it out for him. Not a Dark Mirror senshi anyway. A regular senshi might have made him tense up, but a Dark Mirror blip on his radar barely made him bat an eye. They weren't allies now but not enemies either, and he wasn't looking to start a fight with one of them. Not right this second anyway. He'd have plenty other nights to give them bulletin points on what he thought of their creepy little court like he had with Avior. Ignoring the approach unless he had to do otherwise seemed entirely reasonable
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Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 7:32 pm
Sailor Orpheus didn't have anything to lose anymore and there was one person to blame for it. He hated the autumn, giving into the ideal that nothing good came of it. His birthday was in the autumn, his corruption was on his birthday and a week before that was his break up with Zia. After that, autumn was a misery of red, orange, yellow and brown. There was nothing good here and it was just getting worse.
It was coincidence that in this state of being he ran into Realgar or maybe simply fate. He might have wanted to smash the Negaverse agent's face in but he hadn't gone out as far to actually look for it. He had been tempted in the idea, and definitely interested, but he hadn't actually put out the effort it took to hunt him down. As far as Sailor Orpheus was concerned, he certainly deserved to be hunted down some game though.
Perhaps something good would happen in the autumn after all. He recognized the uniform, unable to forget the details of that night no matter how much he wished it. How easy would it have been for him mix two Negaverse agents up? Was this the one who Zia had run off with? It didn't matter in the end because one threat on the streets was one less potential threat for Zia.
He could have reasonably asked but he preferred to let his feet do the talking and they swung to say hello to Realgar's face.
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Posted: Sat Nov 09, 2013 6:58 am
He had to admit he liked being on the receiving end of such an introduction much less than he liked being the one to deliver it. He was able to register a glimpse of the sole of a shoe out of the corner of his eye for about half a second before he saw stars and was sent reeling in surprise and pain. He didn't know Orpheus from Adam, and hadn't the slightest idea why the Dark Mirror Super was opening with a particularly aggressive attack, though honestly it wouldn't have surprised him if this had something to with Avior, now that he thought about it, the memory of the other fight surfacing among the fireworks in his skull. Never the less the first words out of his mouth as he recovered, putting up his arms in defense, fists clenched and ready to swing were. " The ******** is your problem??" Seriously, Dark Mirrors were just mental.
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 7:08 pm
"YOU!" He yelled out without explaining much else, not wanting to hear this a*****e's justification for ******** his ex-girlfriend when she was still his girlfriend. He just wanted to fight, he just wanted to get all these feeling of hated and chaos that were brewing inside of him, making his blood boil, by destroying the one who destroyed his relationship.
Seeing Realgar was ready for round two, he pushed away any less hint of guilty he might have been having. He ran at him again, swinging his fists at Realgar as a distraction when really he was about to kick him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 2:16 pm
He blamed the kick to the head for his confusion, trying to decide if "You" was an answer, or if "You" meant that he'd been recognized from somewhere, or if "You" meant.... something else entirely. Maybe the DMC had an issue with Nega's that he hadn't gotten the memo on? The number of memos he didn't seem to be getting lately was staggering. Maybe they'd just decided to cut back on deforestation by not giving one guy the info he needed to NOT get kicked in the ******** head. He raised his arms to try and ward off the volley of kicks, trying to get his head back together long enough to figure out a good defense since he doubted he had backup coming in any form, trying to fit in some quick Jabs to try and discourage his attacker by fighting back. "Do I ******** owe you MONEY or something??"
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 7:37 pm
The sheer idiocy that Realgar had for his crimes was astonishing to Sailor Orpheus, and very enraging. It was fuel to an already very big fire. Talk was cheap and so was his ex girlfriend apparently. How could she have with this guy? Why would she have? What did this man have to offer that he didn't? Other than not being an undead mirror person, they weren't that different and his a** was clearly nicer than Realgar's face.
"I'm here to collect but the money ain't gonna cut it. I want your head!"
It was a good thing Realgar was attempting a defense now because Sailor Orpheus went right back at him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 10:09 am
"Well, I'm sort of attached to that." Realgar quipped, arms raised to try and help fend off the oncoming attack. He still wasn't too clear what this guy's issue was, but whatever it was, it was a big one. Maybe he was one of Avior's pals after all? He kept his arms raised, lashing out with a vicious snap kick. He didn't even care if it hit, just wanted to get his head together after that initial blow.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 4:15 pm
"Yes, and the plan is to remove it," he said, aiming to throw a punch but detoured by Realgar's kick. It didn't hit anything vital but it had been enough to push him back, almost knock him on his a**. It didn't though, and that meant it was less time for him to make a counterattack. It fed the flames of his anger to know that Realgar didn't know of his crimes against him.
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