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 Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 3:37 pm
Beingia's nights were filled with finding Nega captains and generals. Despite the danger, he would find out of there was a Sedna in the negaverse, because...despite the organization, he didn't think she was dead.
He just thought she had been stupid.
He eventually found his way to a certain teal clad Captain, busy, what was the term Paris used? 'Canoodling with a civilian.'
He made no move to stop her from her draining and waited patiently off to the side. He would not attack tonight right away, he wanted information.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 8:46 pm
It was supposed to be a night like any other night. Go to a bar, find a guy drunk enough to not pay attention to what was happening, take him out back and drain him. Draining almost always involved kissing, but that was because it was more fun than boring old energy sucking through the finger tips.
Of course, just like a few nights prior someone decided to interrupt her.
Luckily, they were too late and the man she'd been canoodling with dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes when she stepped back. Her thumb slid along her bottom as if she was cleaning up her lipstick.
"Are you going to stand there and brood, handsome?" She asked, blue eyes taking in the tall, dark and brooding man watching.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 9:15 pm
Beringia did wait until the man slumped before moving over. He did wish to pull what he did with Angelite in their battle, pinning the woman to the wall and demanding information, but it'd be best if he started slowly first.
"I need information." He came closer, invading her space, pressing her back. A show of male dominance he hated to use, but she would either ignore it, or fall to it. He summoned the envelope that was his weapon to his hand.
"I am looking for someone." The words came out low and angry, "A senshi of ships. Looks like captain. I am looking for her." He waited.
"Have you seen such senshi?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 7:55 am
Blue eyes tracked his movements, tension keeping her spine rigid as he pressed closer to her. Fingers pressed against the dark fabric of her pants when her chin tipped up so that she could look at him even as he forced her to step back.
"What if I'm not in a giving mood?" She asked, though the temptation to cower was appealing, if only because of how he was presenting himself. It was easy to make her seem docile and weak, but he thought he could intimidate her and Stellerite decided that she didn't like that.
Her hands remained weaponless when she raised one and moved to press it against his chest.
"I suggest you place nice if you want anything from me."
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 7:52 pm
Beringia almost growled, because to be honest, he didn't want to be out looking for the stupid friend of his, in his powered form. It was basically sending a beacon to Negaverse that there was weakness in the knight ranks.
He was a weakness within them.
"Vill come better vith talk then?" He moved just a smidge back from her, eyes glowering down at her. "I am not nice man, Do not have patience to pretend voo vith vords and honey."
He tapped his weapon, "Being nice does not mean I vill get what I vant regardless." The urge to truly use his magic was tempting, but perhaps he could get something more...Just a little more from her.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 8:37 am
Stellerite kept herself standing as straight as possible, but her boots offered her no height and he still towered over her. In many situations, it would be ideal, because she was excellent at playing victim but against and already aggravated target...things could get messy fast.
"I am as nice as is appropriate for my situation," she replied too sweetly. It held some truth and she had an idea of who the man was talking about but she was going to offer him nothing until he backed off.
"Neither does being an aggressor." She pushed at his torso again, wanting more space from him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 11:26 am
Beringia quickly lost patience at the push, taping her with his envelope weapon and then to the wall behind them*.
"Fine, Vill not talk with space, Vill talk on vall?" He did step off to the side, where she would be pinned up to the wall now. His face basically a glower at this point. He didn't have time to waste on being 'sweet' with a nega agent.
"Are lucky do not just kill in first place." He muttered, "I ask simple question. Vhere is Sedna? Do you have a senshi named Sedna in ranks now?" He waited, "Simple answer gets simple freedom." Nuxaz *Plain white Envelope: Beringia summons the envelope, taps the target, and then taps the intended object for the target to be magnetized too. The envelope acts jumpstart for the feeling of a magnet, dragging the person to the nearest human (Or larger) sized object and traps them there, it feels like there is a band around waist and arms, no matter where the envelope has tapped on the persons. Beringia has to stay within ten feet of the person, or the magnetism wears off. After channelling his magic for 40 seconds, the magic will disappear and the intended target will be released. IE: Beringia cannot magnet someone to an object that is much smaller then the human he is attempting too. Like a fire hydrant (too small) or a street lamp (too thin). His magic is upright, he cannot magnetize someone to the ground/grass/floor.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 1:27 pm
She should've sunk her hand into his chest and gotten him to back off by the force of her hand wrapped around her starseed, or the threat that she could have pulled it out but no.
She had tried to play 'nicer' and it backfired, with her finding herself trapped against the wall. When she tried to pull her arms free she found that her arms were bound and her waist.
She struggled with her legs and she wondered if teleporting would do anything against his stupid magic.
"Learn some manners or you get nothing." She spat back.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 1:35 pm
"I can keep up here all day, Agent." Beringia was totally bluffing, but it was hard to tell with the glower. "Not all so kind to agents. Maybe I can call others in, hmm? Some who have grudges against agents."
He waited.
"Vill ask once more. Simple question, simple answer. Have seen the senshi or not?"
He was pretty sure in tenish seconds anyways, his magic was going to fade and she'd be free to attack. He took time to look around the alleyway just in case,
for any weapons. His gaze settling on a broken long board.
If anything, he could hit her over the head and dip.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 1:47 pm
She wanted to snort at him, to claw at his face with her perfectly manicured hands until he regretted playing such cheap tricks on her. The more he tried to intimidate her, the more she wanted to stubbornly refuse.
If he'd been anything less aggressive...she might've felt inclined to share some information or even to lie to him. She didn't mind playing a willing informant even if that meant spilling falsehoods.
After all, gossip was gossip.
But he'd irked her, tried to take her agency away in a way that made her blood boil. She wanted to break free and stab him with one of her katars and she was regretting the fact that she hadn't taken the opportunity earlier.
Oh well, she wasn't the aggressive one anyway.
Suddenly she felt the strange magic keeping her pinned falter and she decided this was her chance. "You're not getting anything from me," she snapped, choosing to exit the scene via teleport.
But she made sure to summon her katar and throw it at him anyway, not caring that it might disappear when she did.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 2:06 pm
If Beringia felt rage coming from the Agent's body, he couldn't tell by her face at first. It was a well schooled face.
His magic did wear off though, and true to her word, no answers were given as she fled, teleporting away from him.
But not without throwing her weapon, which hit his arm hard enough to tear uniform and draw blood before disappearing.
Just like its owner.
He willed the envelope into subspace and pinched the bridge of his nose. He needed to find information about Sedna fast. Otherwise the next person he'd be looking for was his sister. He left, going back into the city to find more agents to question.
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