It was a childish, high-pitched cry. Perhaps not as high as that of a chibi senshi - Cobaltite had just begun to hit puberty after all, though with the caveat that his voice hadn't dropped at all or even started to crack yet, though it was still pretty close, considering his stunted growth and childlike appearance. Childlike as he was, he was still dressed in the uniform of the negaverse - but this hadn't put off his potential mugger, who'd punched him solidly in the stomach. Even boosted by the negaverse, Cobaltite was still pretty weedy : a solid punch from a mugger was enough to send him falling backwards onto the floor with a groan, his stuffed-toy weapon going flying.
"Hand over your cash, weirdo!"
Cobaltite looked blearily up at the attacker, then froze as he realised the other male was carrying a knife : that was rather more danger than he was used to. Taking a deep breath he kicked backwards, propelling him across the rough ground and scraping him up, but keeping him out of the range of the knife as he desperately grabbed for the stuffed toy that was his own weapon.
Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2014 6:22 pm
TanuKyle
Pompeii was out patrolling. She wanted to make up for all the lost time she missed while other things got in the way. And so far the night wasn't going so badly after all. The sky was relatively clear and while it was chilly out it wasn't bone numbingly cold it would be in a few weeks. She was still glad for her layers since it kept her quite comfortable.
She was contemplating one more 'round' before calling it a night when she heard a yell of a child. Without bothering to check to see who was in trouble Pompeii barreled right towards danger. Her training kicked in just in time to prevent her from just barging into the empty warehouse the cry had come from. A glance showed a small figure on the cement ground, a stuffed animal laying a few arms lengths away. A much taller, more menacing figure stood over the child. The light was poor but she could see the glint of metal clutched in the attackers hands.
When the attacker rushed the child Pompeii had run out of time. With a yell she ran into the warehouse, distracting the mugger. "Run kid!" She shouted as the mugger came at her instead. A few well placed kicks, she made a mental note to thank Maia for that move, was enough to knock the knife from the mugger's hand and to send him scurrying out of the building. The knife had gone skittering into the darkness to stop who knows where.
Run Cobaltite did, snatching the stuffed animal weapon as he did so. Heading out the warehouse, he ran round the corner to a backstreet and sunk onto the floor shaking in shock, for once not caring about the rough dampness of the street floor, or the slight drip from above that was slicking his hair down. Adrenalin coursed through his veins, throwing the shadows and lights of the alleyway into sharp relief. Panicky, fluttering breaths moved Cobaltite's thin chest in and out as he began to cry silently from the shock.
Cobaltite might have been a nega, but he was a new one. A naive one. He'd never quite felt his mortality before. And now he'd felt it, he was....angry? What good was being a super....person, if some idiot with a knife could hold you up....He needed to train. he'd known that before, but now it was increasingly obvious. He'd run from senshi before....but maybe he should try and fight one now.
And lo and behold, now that the stress of the fight was beginning to fade, he could feel an Order aura approaching. Rubbing his face to wipe his tears, he grabbed his stuffed cat, ready to spring out and thump this order aura with it.
Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2014 6:27 am
TanuKyle
Pompeii was only a little winded by the time the mugger had run off. It didn't take her long at all to determine that the kid the guy was trying to rob had followed her directions and ran off. It was only after she dusted herself off that she realized the kid might have gotten into even worse trouble than he was in before. She couldn't live with herself if she didn't try to at least shadow the kid back to relative safety to make sure nothing more sinister than a stray rat bothered him. She could see the beady eyes of the creatures glinting in the shadows.
Muttering to herself about the stupidity of just letting the kid run off Pompeii headed out into the maze of alleyways. If luck was kind she would run into him fairly close by, if not.... She could only hope that he got home safely. So absorbed in her own thoughts she didn't pick up the telltale feel of a negaverser... Maia really would have a bone to pick with the squire if she ever found out.
As the aura rounded the corner he was crouching behind, accompanied by a shadow of a figure, Cobaltite leapt, swinging the oversized stuffed cat with all his (admittedly not very mighty, though he was doing better since starting training with Merlininte) might at the order signature. Whilst the cat was reasonably soft, it packed quite a whack when swung with all his strength ; despite his weedy frame he was still a Negaverser and therefore more powerful than an average civilian. But then again, so was Pompeii. More powerful than a regular civilian that is, not a Negaverser.
It was only after he'd hit her that he saw her and realised that it was his saviour from before. Cobaltite stood still when he realised that. What....what should he do? On one hand, she's saved him from serious trouble. On the other hand she was obviously Order-aligned which meant they were enemies.
Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 6:18 pm
TanuKyle
im sorry about the reply tanu T.T i was really hitting a wall with jessie's reply.... you see she really doesnt want to hurt him and yet she NEEDS to atleast smack him for the cat hit so >.>' oh and the shawls power is in the spoiler
Pompeii was taken by surprise when a dark shape came out of the dark right for her, her sense of negaverse flared to life and practically screamed at her. Only muscle memory had her lashing out her left hand, her shawl lashing out like a large ribbon to latch onto the stuffed cat. The shawl’s magic twined around the cat to latch onto the hand holding it as the cat twacked Pompeii solidly. She had been training every spare moment with her weapon for moments like this and was able to keep her concentration and hold of the soft gray yarn but the cat had a good swing behind it and she was hit solidly.
Pompeii stumbled backwards, that cat had some mass. Everything would have turned out differently if a series of events hadn't occurred. A passing car threw light onto her attacker, enough to see it was the same boy she saved earlier, and her heeled boot slipped in a puddle of something…. Pompeii really didn't want to know. Her shock made her fingers drop the edge of the shawl, the magic releasing as her fingers slid from the yarn turning into just a harmless wrap around the cat and the hand it had latched onto. The lack of tension from shawl was the last straw and Pompeii found herself flat on her back in something that smelled rank, felt even nastier, without her weapon, and a negaverser steps away. All of this couldn't have happened for more than a handful of heartbeats and now Pompeii was peeved. She struggled to at least sit up, her hand squishing in the muck, “Gahhh!”
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When she concentrates and throws the shawl at someone, and it comes in contact with them, the shawl wraps around the body part it touches and binds it to the nearest item. For instance if it catches a leg it will likely bind the leg to the other leg, an arm to the body, or to a object near by such as a light pole or another person, but leaving the rest of the body free. The shawl becomes nearly impossible to remove while the shawl is in use but this only lasts for a total of 30 seconds and leaves no lasting affects regardless of what it binds/catches. After the full time has been used the shawl becomes inert and nothing more then a mundane yarn distraction. She MUST be in contact of the shawl in some way in order for it to work which will likely place her within striking distance of her opponent
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