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 Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2015 11:02 pm
Methone was back out on patrol the night after Draconis's attack. She had been uncomfortably laying in bed, slathered in her own grown Aloe plant mix. But resting her body was doing nothing and she didn't want to be stifled in her apartment.
Even with Auguste and Pasha there with her, she still felt the need to get out and do things.
As she powered up to Methone, her body felt a lot lighter, still burnt, but lighter. With the night air, cooling her skin, she felt good. Tonight was going to be a good night.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2015 11:07 pm
Somewhere on a statue above where Methone was standing, Draconis began to laugh. It was a bubbling sort of sound, pleasant, entertained.
How could she NOT be entertained when Methone was prancing around down there looking like a slimy tomato? It had been somewhat satisfying to defeat her, but part of it had also made her feel guilty. THIS display of aloe vera didn't make her feel guilty at all though. It was just funny.
"Ooh, looking beautiful~" she cooed from the statue, putting a hand up to her mouth to hide her smile. Nothing like a dramatic Tuxedo Mask entrance to set the mood.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2015 11:15 pm
Methone couldn't believe it. Someone was laughing at her. How many people laughed at her? How many people actually honest to god, laughed at her during the night when she was out and about? It was an order signature, she knew by the bright warmth.
But then she knew that sound, or at least that like valley girl sounding voice and groaned in pain.
"What..." Methone looked up to Draconis, "Are you following me or something?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2015 11:20 pm
Draconis smirked, leaning against the statue in her haughty, haughty way. "Don't be so, like, self-absorbed," she said with an eyeroll, adjusting one of the bangles on her wrist. She really did have too many accessories. Maybe Methone's comments had hit home a little.
"Aren't you going to bark me away from your territory, miss Methone?" Yes Draconis had remembered her name. WHAT OF IT?
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2015 11:41 pm
Methone was staring up at her on the statue, narrowing her eyes. "Do you like being up higher up then others, look you are breaking my neck here, can you just come down here and we can have a normal conversation like to normal girls." Also she was hurting so bad, cause she was burnt to hell and back.
"I'm not really interested for the night darling." She cooed back, "You might roast me again and I am still peeling from your last attack..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2015 11:47 pm
Draconis made a huffy little noise. "Actually I do like being up here. I love being up here.." She gave a little smile and said, "But I'm afraid you might start looking up my skirt, so~"
She leapt from the statue, landing gracefully on her heels as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Because jumping on heels was normal for a senshi. Totally.
She brushed off her skirt and walked towards Methone with a little jingle of her bangles. "Igh. Sorry about that. Gross skin is like totally not cool." She gave a smile and said, "Though I guess in your case, it's pretty hot?"
Hot. Because Methone got burnt.
Draconis had jokes for days.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 12:02 am
"Yeah you're right, I can see your bright whities here." She covered her eyes. "They are a little bit blinding." She chuckled because even if Draconis was a little s**t, she couldn't help but enjoy the banter.
The brush of skirt and bangles made her eyes roll, because it was like Senshi to be dramatic with their falls and jumps and entrances.
"It is not cool. Literally and figuratively." She watched as the girl got closer, enjoying that there was no fire following. "The puns are terrible darling, surely you can do better then that." She relaxed slightly, crossing her arms.
"But seriously, I haven't seen you around here in the year I've been patrolling and suddenly I see you twice in a couple of days?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 12:05 am
Draconis held up one finger. "One, I'm not your darling. Don't call me that." A second finger. "Two, you can't make fun of my outfit when we have the same thing on and your skirt is like, totally see through!"
Then the third finger went up. "Three, you don't need to be so obsessed with me to count the days~"
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 12:12 am
Wow.
Much Spunk, Such Attitude. Wow. Wow.
Methone raised an eyebrow and then laughed. "Yes, you are hardly a darling. I guess I could call you brat, if you prefer." She laughed again, "We do not." then she narrowed her eyes and looked down.
So her skirt was see through...and maybe she was carting a few extra gold around...hardly...Okay you know what....
"Count the- What. Obsessed." Methone was flabbergasted. "Brat, I am not obsessed. If I was though, I would let you know. And we wouldn't just be meeting after getting hot and heavy one time."
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 12:20 am
"Ew gross." She fanned Methone away as though the girl was a bad smell. For all the vulgarity, she might as well have been. Draconis surprisingly didn't do well with sexy.
She sighed and said, "Listen, how about I take north of this street and you take south. Fair?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 12:22 am
Methone laughed and she stepped back.
"Sounds fine to me. Try not to catch my part of town on fire with your dragon breath okay?" She turned on her heel, "See you later Draconis."
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