Takamizawa sniffed again as he patrolled through one of the more, inner-city parks. Why did I want to do this again? He thought to himself as he wandered around. Part of the problem with his powered uniform was that it wasn't very warm. He had first come out with under-clothes for more warmth, to see if they would stay when he powered up, but his hopes were dashed as they all disappeared and were replaced with his regular powered uniform. Perhaps next time he should stash a scarf away somewhere else, so he could go and grab it after he changed.
He almost hoped that he wouldn't run into any agents tonight, maybe slightly hoping that they wouldn't want to come out in the cold either. It was not to be. For a second time that night, his hopes were put to an end as he felt the aura of an agent somewhere nearby.
He huffed, and sniffed again, hoping that he wouldn't accidentally sneeze into the mask on his face. Maybe if he fought for a bit, he would become warm again, that is if the agent was any good at it. He ran over to where the felt the aura coming from, hoping that he wouldn't be too late in getting a punch in before the agent left.
iStoleYurVamps
Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2017 6:26 pm
Picking at the dirt under his nails, Lime was not really paying gross attention to his surroundings when he finally bothered to feel out about that little nagging feeling in the side of his head. The one that told him something, or rather someone, who wasn't an ally was near. Having being scolded for 'not really following protocol' the liutentant was aiming to fly under the radar for the most part, seeking only to grab and go a starseed on his off days and just keep up with the bar minimum. Enough to allow him to be normal, unlike the whole 'kill for thrills' crew that some of his fellow agents were as of late.
Then it got closer. At a rate far faster than Lime would have liked. They were looking for him no doubt. Summoning his not-weapon, the agent decided it was best to just get this over with. Coming out of the shadows of the trees, he frowned, eyes catching sight of the power he'd felt. "Looking for me by chance?"
Kami watched as the agent revealed themselves, and raised an eyebrow at what the other was holding. Honestly, one would think that for an organization that wanted to kill people, they would actually give their agents weapons that were a bit more dangerous. "I suppose I am. I felt your aura here, and since I am a senshi, I have a duty to stop, what I assume, is you assaulting civilians." He wouldn't say innocent, after all, not all of them were totally innocent.
The agent was probably looking for victims in the park, though Kami wondered for a moment how successful that would have been. It was cold out and dark! Not many people here unless they were desperate. Kami got into a defensive pose. "Though, I won't hurt you if you promise to leave quietly." After all, he wasn't going to hurt someone who had turned their back on him. It was just bad form!
iStoleYurVamps
Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2017 6:27 pm
There was a look Lime was agonizingly familiar with and that look was one of contempt. Or at least perceived contempt. It wasn't like he asked for a shitty weapon it was just what he got. Didn't mean he'd not use it however.
It could at least be useful for bruising or just general distraction from oh say, a hand in a chest. "Senshi duty- can't say the feeling is the same. Mine's more a job description you know. Kill or be killed or possibly worse. A good motivator end of the day though. Plus I get to rid the world of scum like you. Terrorism isn't exactly healthy you know?"
He tossed the doll in the air and caught it.
"That's cute though, thinking I can just walk away. Unfortunately for the both of us, that's not an option." He threw the doll at the senshi's face, trying to use it as a diversion for his dash to simply grab the other's starseed and end it quickly enough.
Kami got into a defensive position. If there was one thing he learned about Negaverse agents, it's that they didn't have magical powers like senshi, which only made it a bit easier when fighting. Though one that was really good at fighting could probably overcome any senshi magic, he only hoped that this agent wasn't in that category.
"Oh yes, we're the terrorists. Definitely worse than those actually go and kill people, and those who save them are the one labeled terrorists. Sure, if you want to think that way." Did all agents believe that? That somehow the Negaverse was the good side even though they encouraged draining energy and taking away what pretty much constituted souls? Really, agents were just crazy. "It's not as if we don't risk our lives too, considering our starseeds could be pulled. But let's only think of you as the victim, shall we?"
However, their conversation was soon interrupted when the agent threw the 'weapon' at Kami. Kami quickly bat it away, and then moved to his right, hoping to miss the incoming hand that was probably aimed at him. Taking self-defense classes helped, though he wasn't sure how much they would help in a situation like this.
iStoleYurVamps
Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2017 10:24 pm
It was no longer a time to argue semantics. They were both soldiers, fighters in a war they didn't start. Lime didn't question orders anymore, didn't fight back or be a smart a** to his superiors anymore. He just did as he was told It was the path of least resistance, the path of survival. "Hypocrite." He hissed out, hand deflected from his target. Unlike Kami, Lime had no real training, just instinct, just sheer power and a will to see things through to the end. It made him unpredictable, it made him reckless, it made him dangerous.
And creative. Grabbing loose earth from a low crouch he flung it upwards, seeking to shield himself from magic at such close range with yet another diversion tactic. "Your people are just as much made of killers as mine."
Kami would have continued to argue with the agent, considering that he was pretty sure that White Moon's sole goal wasn't to destroy life in the universe, and wasn't actually any of their goals at all, but at this point it was time to concentrate on fighting rather than word play. He cursed when some of the dirt hit him in the eyes though, but he tried to tough it out, or at least make his eyes wash it out. But that meant that he would have to step back too, in case the agent decided to follow up with an attack.
His eyes started to water. He still couldn't see, but he could at least make out the shape of the agent before him. And luckily all he had to do was focus and make the right move to make his magic work. But if the other got away from his eyesight, such as moving out of it or punching him the face, it wouldn't really work. He considered these possibilities in the few seconds he had, and decided to jump back, and give himself a bit more time to clear his eyes. He wasn't sure of the range he needed for his magic, but he was pretty sure it didn't have to be that close.
iStoleYurVamps
Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2017 11:41 pm
Lime fought dirty for one reason: to win. Sure it wasn't the best thing and some of his betters might look down at him for it, but really now, it was hardly his fault that he was just more creative when it came to making himself more adept at fighting with no real instruction.
Their training was s**t anyway. No real professionalism. Just a lot of huff puff and bluster in his eyes.
Reaching out to grab at the senshi Lime scowled at the man's agility, his own hand left grasping uselessly in empty air. This was not going to plan. He had a quote to fill, and a senshi dead would certainly meet said quota easy. Besides, this was just some basic- it should be easy. Then again, Lime was fairly bad when it came to his track record of these things.
Even after grabbing empty air, he kept after the magical soldier, lips a firm line as he chased, determined to grab anything, a limb, hair, clothes- pin him down. His gut told him. Pin him down and rip it out.
The agent was closing in. Or at least that's what Kami thought was happening. His vision had cleared a bit more, but his eyes were watery, which made everything look blurry. He certainly is determined. Kami thought as he tried to get a look at the agent. Fights like these made Kami glad that he had some self-defense training, because the senshi certainly weren't giving out any classes for it. Why they thought a bunch of teenagers would magically be able to fight on their own immediately while their lives where in danger was a mystery to him. It was almost like the powers-that-be delighted in seeing all of these senshi and agents flailing about.
Kami still couldn't quite see the agent, only a blob that seemed to be getting bigger, but he would try to hit the agent anyway. He made a slicing motion with his hand at the blob, and yelled "Surgeon's Cut!" It would either make the agent pause for a bit, if it hit, or it would just enrage the agent even more, and Kami would have to think of something else or go on the offensive to stop them.
Sailor Scout Attack: Surgeon's Cut Focusing on a target, Kami makes a slicing motion with his hand as if holding a scalpel. Down the middle of the of the target's chest a thin line appears and it feels as if they are being cut open for surgery. Feels like getting cut by a knife (player can choose pain amount, on a scale of 1-10, between 1-3 on the scale). Line remains for 25 seconds and can be used 3 times in battle.
iStoleYurVamps
Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2017 5:49 pm
The fight would have gone on longer- Lime was certain he could have handled it. However, as fate would have it, he was needed elsewhere. Or rather, called elsewhere. He felt the tug before it happened, that pull low in his gut that told him that he was about to be summoned by his superiors.
He screamed at the darkness swallowed him the same time the burning sensation of the phantom blade cut his torso.
Into the darkness he went, screaming in rage all the way down.
Kami blinked a bit, wondering where the agent had gone. It seemed as though the agent had been pulled suddenly, out of thin air, and apparently against the agent's wishes if that scream of rage was anything to go by. Kami shivered, glad that would, most likely, not happen to him. If he remembered correctly, agents had others that they had to report to or else, and it seemed that this agent had suddenly been taken back.
If there was one good thing about the senshi being so scattered and having to get just the basic information from each other, it at least meant they didn't have anyone to report to.
He stood up, making sure to check to see if he had any scrapes or bruises, and then nodded. "Glad I won't ever have to go through that." He said to no one, as he powered down, deciding that patrol time was over, just in case another agent came by.
