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 Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2015 1:11 pm
Hyperborea was out patrolling near the university again. She was about to return early since the night seemed peaceful and she had a test tomorrow. But she was stopped when she noticed the aura of a youma nearby. She ran towards it to investigate, if it was attacking some civilian it was her duty to protect them.
As She got closer she notice a tiny flicker of a aura, a normal senshi or perhaps another page (she wasn't sure which). The youma came into view it was some combination of a woman, a lion, and a hawk. Hyperborea didn't have much time to think about it though as she noticed it was menacing a young man dressed in purple with ridiculously long hair.
She charged the creature and rolled over its back grabbing it around the waist and carrying it with her as she rolled slamming it into the pavement, in a high lift and separate throw. I don't like hurting the thing since it was once a person but at the same time I can't really help them and I have to protect other innocent people, although this person does have powers so maybe thats a bit rude to think they need my help. She got to her feet and looked over her shoulder at the man, "Are you ok?" She asked before turning her attention back to the youma that was slowly getting back on its feet. Noir Songbird Let me know if I need to change anything
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2015 1:11 pm
Ploutonion liked to think he was holding his own fairly well against the bizarre sphinx-creature that was menacing him, given that all he had as a "weapon" was a pomegranate. And after having literally died in his first twenty seconds of being a Knight, fighting a monster didn't seem like the most bizarre thing he was likely to experience.
Not that he wasn't going to welcome help in getting the damned thing ended faster, because the longer it dragged out the more likely it was that it would have some kind of secondary power or something. Like acid spitting, or...who knew what. So even if help came in the form of a girl that couldn't have been out of high school doing a judo throw that left the thing dazed on the concrete, he was not going to complain.
"I'm alright," he said, and then he called on his pomegranate again and threw it, as hard as he could, at the thing's face. It was stronger, he had determined through careful experimentation (read: boredom), than the average fruit, and so actually employing it as a projectile weapon was more effective than it might otherwise have been.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2015 11:01 am
Hyperborea was a little confused that fruit seemed to be hurting the Youma, but she decided that was probably one of least weird things she'd seen lately. The Youma got up and leapt at Hyperborea who was closest to it. She grabbed its fur and swept it's legs out from under it throwing it down hard on the cement. Though for her troubles Hyperborea got a cut on her arm from the Youma's claws.
Aww, darn claws. At least the cut doesn't look deep. Hyperborea thought.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2015 7:49 pm
Ploutonion was already moving to re-collect his weapon, when the creature lashed out and clawed the girl’s arm open. Well, that was no good – obviously this needed to be finished quickly before either of them got more seriously hurt. So he scooped up his pomegranate, and then he threw his entire body weight into the creature.
And that was enough, and it collapsed into dust – which was great, until he realized that meant he was also severely off balance and, with a thump, he ended up on his a** on the ground. “Oh, bloody – well, at least that’s over.” Taking a minute to sit after a chase and a fight with a monster didn’t seem like too terrible an idea anyway. “Are you alright?”
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:57 pm
Hyperborea let out a soft giggle at seeing the purple page body slam the Youma an then fell on his backside for his efforts.
Hyperborea tore a part of the iridescent ribbon trailing from her uniform and pressed it down on the cut on her arm to stop the bleeding. She had discovered from her fight with Painite that the uniform seemed to repair and clean itself when she powered down and powered back up so she wasn't too concerned with using part of it as a make shift bandage. "Merci! I think I'll be fine, what about you? You took a bit of a nasty spill dusting that youma." She said with good natured humor.
"You sound British. So do they have knight over in England too or did you awaken over here? Oh I'm Hyperborea page of Cosmos by the way." She asked figuring since the youma was gone she might as well make small talk, after all this was the first other page she had run into.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 5:36 pm
Ploutonion slowly pushed himself off the ground, dusting off his pants. He sometimes wished they were any color but white, but it wasn't as if he had any choice in the matter, so dealing with dirt and scuffs for the duration of each power-up was just going to be something he had to get used to.
"I'll be just fine," he said, "that's definitely not the worst that's happened to me." No, nowhere close.
"I'm from London, but no, I Awakened here. Never had any sign of this sort of nonsense back across the pond." That wasn't entirely true - there was the strange incident with the island that had appeared off the coast, but he wasn't entirely sure if that was related to this or not. "Ploutonion of Saturn."
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 5:49 am
"Well thats good I guess. It'd be terrible if other places had to face the kind dangers in this city since so many of the powerful Senshi and Knights seem to live in Destiny City." She was happy to know that the dangers were concentrated here partly because she felt that it was her responsibility to protect people from chaos but if there was chaos in other countries she couldn't do anything to help them, though she wasn't going to admit that out loud after all she was still just a page.
"So how new are you, do you know about the war or Chaos? What about your wonder? Or Starseeds?" Hyperborea figured if this person was really new then it was her duty to pass along the knowledge all the older Knights and Senshi had given her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 2:17 pm
Ploutonion nodded. Even here, where there was resistance, the Negaverse seemed to be winning. That led to a bit of a dark thought - what if the reason you never heard of it elsewhere was because everywhere else the Negaverse had already won?
He had no proof of that, though, so he dismissed it.
"I've been a Knight for...oh, a week, or so? I've been to my Wonder, and..." He flinched. "Plenty of experience with the war and with starseeds." Almost unconsciously he pressed his hand to his chest, as if that would protect it (hew knew it wouldn't, his had been pulled from behind, but it made him feel a little better. "What about you?" He sincerely doubted she'd had the luck he had.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 2:30 pm
"I awoke a little over two weeks ago. I have had much personal experience with starseed. I did have an.....unpleasant encounter with a general though. I've been to my wonder as well. It was really cool though their was this ghost who is apparently my ancestor their who was a bit of a jerk. What about you did you have and ancestor at your place."
Hyperborea thought for a bit "What kind of place is Ploutonion anyways, the name sound Grecian like mine."
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 3:10 pm
An "unpleasant" encounter with a General. Well, that sounded familiar, though he hadn't even fallen before a high ranked officer. Just a very lucky Lieutenant.
"Hope that you never have an officer show you exactly how fragile we are," Plouton said, blithely. "But no, no ancestor, merely...memories." Did others have guide-ghosts? He was rather glad he didn't, someone else squawking in his ear would have made the whole experience harder.
"It's...a great Gothic cathedral, as lovely as Westminster Abbey," and there was a tone of affection in his voice. "At the back, there are these...great black gates. The Ploutonion it's named for." He might have hated the whole place, but his Wonder was...well, a wonder.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 3:20 pm
"A spear already did show me how fragile I am. But that just means I have to get stronger." She said resolutely.
"Wow your wonder sounds amazing, mine's this big city that looks like something out of ancient Greece." She said figuring it was only fair to say what her wonder was as well. "So whats your take on the war, I haven't had many run ins with other people new to the fight." She asked curious about his view.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 4:32 pm
Part of Ploutonion wanted to laugh. A spear, fine, that was great, but there was nothing that could protect you from a hand slid into your back when you weren't expecting it and didn't have a hope of defending yourself. You could block a spear, but nothing could stop a starseed pull.
But this was an obviously young girl, and laughing at her motivation would have been cruel.
"A whole city, hmm? I think my cathedral has catacombs, but nothing like that." He clicked his tongue. "As for my views on the war - you probably don't want to hear them." That was honest. He had little optimism left.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 5:04 pm
Hyperborea looked a bit crestfallen, she had hoped to connect with this page since he was new like her but it didn't seem to be working. "Well I guess I'll get out of your hair. If you ever need me or you just want someone to keep you company send me a message." She tapped her signet ring. "Au revoir!" She waved as she took off for home.
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