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 Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2018 1:31 pm
His wraiths were busy, as they often were when he was out draining energy. They did the work while he kept hidden in the shadows so as to not be seen, it was best for him and everyone he drained from. The whole terrorist thing wasn't something he wanted to deal with, especially as of late. There was some small gathering of people, for what cause he didn't know, and seeing it was the perfect opportunity it was he'd decided to help himself to some of their energy.
It would get the job done quickly and he could return to his room at Nischal's and call it a night. He was just waiting till he felt like enough energy had been gathered so he could call his wraiths back and head home.
Stepping further into the shadows the trees and bushes provided, as a few gossiping teens got too close, the darkly dressed male ran his gloved fingers through his hair. Soon, they were almost done grabbing enough energy for the night. He wasn't that it was late, not really, but he liked to sleep and while it had been a habit he'd been working on it was something he was letting slip as of the last few days. Sleeping whenever he wasn't in class or at work, or at least trying to sleep whenever he wasn't needed. He didn't always manage it but he was trying. It was a nice way to escape from the world.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2018 4:59 pm
From the distance he'd been roaming at Bermuda could sense that something wasn't right with the world. Spider-senses were tingling in ways they hadn't before. It wasn't the same as standing next to Erato, and definitely not the bright, shining light given off by Mag Mell. Whatever sensation it was that crawled along his skin felt dirty... Not the same foulness carried by the Negaverse, but still something not quite right. He drifted towards it in time to see shadow-like creatures looming over civilians who seemed to otherwise be minding their own business. Not kosher; not at all. His nose wrinkled as he drew out his spyglass, extending it to its fullest in order to peer through the lens. "Useless," he muttered as he contemplated throwing it. Bad idea, of course. It was his only weapon. It... The young man caught a bit of movement in the bushes, drawing his spyglass up to peer through it again. He could just barely make out the edges of something and... "T'hell with it." He clapped his spyglass shut, tucking it into the sash that served as his belt before stalking towards the bushes with irritation. He could make a scene; enough of one that the civilians could get away and he could challenge whoever it was just lurking about. "Hey! You! Bush-lurker. No one likes a peeping Tom, mate. Pretty certain that's something you can get arrested for around here!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2018 5:39 pm
He'd hoped that the owner of the aura, a knight he assumed, wouldn't come for him. But...it seemed he was doomed to have those of order haunt him and ruin his night. He sorta really wanted to just get back to his bedroom and sleep and now this. Slipping further into the darkness as the aura came closer, right into his general area, he hoped not to be noticed. He did not need a confrontation, he wanted to get his work done and go home and sleep.
Luck was not on his side, no surprise there but the words which came from the knight were...shocking and had him sputtering even as his cheeks turned a reddish sort of color and warmed up considerably. "Peeping tom?!" One slippered foot stomped for a moment before he lowered his voice and stalked a bit closer, pulling out his mirror shard in order to summon his wraiths back and into the glasses surface as they vanished into the mirror one than the other.
"I'm not." He added even though it seemed some people were turning their attention this way, thanks to the Knight being so loud. Black and dark green with gold trim decorating his uniform he was not some white moon senshi, not a trace of white was to be found on his uniform. He wanted, for a moment, to tell them that they shouldn't be getting people attention on them - it wasn't good. But he doubted they'd listen...so he took off deeper into the woods hoping they'd follow...sure they would follow. At least it would be away from people with phones - people who might call the cops. Maybe he could even get away, again it was something he doubted.
As he went by he might have, just maybe, plucked a 'hair' from his head and whispering out two words "Gorgon's strike." Maybe it was just a bit of payback and him being a bit, or a lot, petty tonight. Maybe this was why they'd follow him and not because they were a knight and he didn't serve order.
Skye Starrfyre Sailor Scout Attack: Gorgon's strike. Reaching up, with either his right or his left hand, and from his hair he will pluck a "hair" that glows green. The green glow will rush forward from the hair in his hand toward his target, someone within a six foot radius of Kiuchi. If the beam of green light does in fact hit the target, or someone who puts themself in the line of fire. They will then start to feel mildly nauseous and unwell, including possible blurring vision. Nothing too serious, of course. This will last for thirty seconds and can be used three times in battle. During this time being more active, or other outside things, may enhance the nauseous feeling.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2018 7:59 am
Chrysoprase wasn't even sure where she got lost, but she totally did. Super lost. Mega ultra lost. She didn't recognize any part of the city now, and she was starting to get worried about it when she couldn't find anybody. But a distant, warm feeling on the horizon assured her that somebody nice was hanging around, and maybe they'd have directions for how to get back to around the Romano's area.
So she went racing toward the aura, heels clopping loudly against the roofing tiles, and she might've slipped a couple times because of the snow, but she got a whole lot closer pretty quick. The park-type area (or was it a courtyard?) loomed into view with its dark trees. Closer and closer she got, and she finally started to see people milling around in weird costumes like those bizarre druidic meet-ups or whatever, and she felt… A second aura. Except this one felt like she gorged on way too much candy after Halloween, and it wanted to give her a stomachache for acknowledging its existence. Chrysoprase wasn't going to stand for that.
"Hey!" She shouted down to the pair she couldn't really see. Instead, about half the Druidic Order turned and looked at her. "Uh oh. Sorry! I'll just, um, be on my way!" Hastily she clopped off to the side, and their eyes followed her, so she ducked off the opposite end of the roof to circle back around.
And when she did, she was a lot quieter about her interjection. "Hey, loser! Yeah, you in the not-black-but-I-can't-really-tell-what-you're-wearing! Get outta here!
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 5:09 pm
"Don't worry, guys, I've got this!" He held his hand up to to the spectators, wishing for a brief moment that he had a fake badge of some sort that he could flash to make him seem a little less like a weirdo who'd just left the symphony to start a fight. He took chase into the woods after the dark-aura'd senshi, not because he particularly wanted to-- he would have honestly been happy enough to let them just escape on their merry way-- but because it was 'the right thing to do' (tm). He was convinced that he was making progress of some sort when the light hit him. At that point he was no longer certain and suddenly very sick. He had paused to sway on his feet when the second aura approached, a female voice striking out into the silence of the wooded area. Even if the first senshi escaped, he couldn't exactly let this new baddie know that he'd been slowed down. Time for a bluff check. "No, you get outta here. This place is protected by Bermuda, and I think it's time you got lost."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2018 9:07 pm
Kiuchi had not been expecting the feel of another aura which screamed chaos, more so than his own. It was weaker, that he could tell, but it was Negaverse and not dark mirror. Pausing in his flight to freedom, so he could go and gather energy elsewhere, the senshi of gorgon's turned and slowly made his way back towards the two auras. He still didn't like the knights aura, he doubted he ever would. They felt warm and light but in a suffocating, too warm, sort of way. He didn't like it. Chaos though wasn't all that nice either to feel, at least not the Negaverse's chaos aura. he liked his own courts really, he was particular as hell.
That didn't mean he would turn down the offer for help, if there was such an offer, if he wound up needing it. "I would think the odds would be against you...Bermuda." Assuming by the knights words that Bermuda was his name. Why would anyone be named after the Bermuda triangle, assuming that was the case, never mind it could just be Bermuda and not the triangle that people claimed lost all sorts of things.
"If my magic hit....he should be feeling a bit sick right now too...." Turning his dark eyes towards the females voice. He didn't get to see much of her but her uniform was somewhat office like in appearance, rather boring to be honest.
"Are you here to help with him?" He questioned. "Of just to watch? Maybe distracted while going to gather energy yourself?" If they could get the knight to leave they could both gather some energy from the people, he wouldn't mind sharing the people gathered. There was enough energy to go around between himself and the female, he was sure of that.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2018 9:33 pm
'This place is protected by Bermuda, and I think it's time you got lost.'
"No way — wait a minute…" Chrysie paused at once in her objection, already thrown for a loop by what she felt pretty sure was a pun. She narrowed her eyes at the page when she finally worked the whole thing out in her head — Bermuda triangle, weird magnetism things happening there, Amelia Whoever disappeared and some other people too. Very funny. She hated witty opponents.
Finally she called her cat toy to hand, plucked it from the bag, and threw it in the page's direction. She hoped it beaned him in the head for his stupid jokes. "Nobody asked for a comedian, Mister… Triangle man!" She Tried.
Even if the pair could handle the page no problem, she wasn't sure how to deal with the crowd if they decided Bermuda wasn't holding his own. For now, though, they could beat him around until he got wise and left, and then drain what they could from the pedestrians if they gave up looking at the weird teenagers in weirder uniforms. She shot the Mirror Senshi a mischievous glance and gave him a wink. "What do you say we kick his butt, I'll take his energy, and you get the crowd? It's way easier for me to drain from one person. Plus this guy is totally a douche. Did you even hear what he told us? Bermuda, get lost? Ugh!" She drew out her disappointment unrealistically far.
"So let's jam up his day while he's all sick! Come on!" Chrysie didn't wait for an answer; she charged into the forested area with every intent to close the distance. Her fist raised and she aimed a followup attack at Mr. Wise Guy's face.skye starrfyre the cat toy toss is not an actual attack so much as a taunt/insult
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 4:24 pm
" Hey. Focus here! Eyes on me, not the people back there. They're probably running for their lives and hopefully calling the cops anyways, so you two freak shows won't have anything left to go back for." His eyes blurred and he swayed on his feet, hoping the action came off a little more like 'tough guy swagger' and not like he'd had one too many large Icees from the gas station in a sudden, gluttonous rush. He batted at the cat toy, deflecting it away as he drew out his spyglass, snapping it open to its full length with the flick of his wrist. "I don't know if you know this or not, but Triangle Man? I've got it on good authority that when he gets into fights he wins, especially when fighting against a person, man." At least neither of them seemed to have a frying pan... Although the young woman's fist certainly did pack a punch and, soon enough, he was swaying backwards on his feet for other reasons. That was going to leave a mark.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 5:12 pm
"I think that sounds like a good idea. Gathering from groups is easy for me." Since his wraiths did all the work and he just stood, or sat, back and watched. That little cat toy was...disappointing. Why did they have little toys and such to use against senshi's who had magic? It seemed like someone sent them in utterly outclassed, it wasn't fair. Well, at least in this case he could give some magical support and help.
"How are we freak shows but not you? You are dressed as odd as us - actually your clothing is stranger." At least his was mostly normal, save for the sheer parts and that second odd collar he had. His could pass as normal, though a bit unusual, clothing. The females could work also as some sort of military outfit and would pass by most normal people. The knights clothing however...that stood out.
Watching as the spyglass came out, and was opened, the dark mirror senshi wasn't too surprised when the Negaverse agent moved in to attack the knight. They had pulled out their weapon, though it wasn't much better than the cat toy, and he stood back for a moment to watch. When he did move in to join the fight it was with a fist raised to punch at the knight.
"Triangle man should know that I can keep him feeling sick...so his chances of winning this are very low."
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2018 4:00 pm
Chrysie recoiled after her punch landed, wringing out her hand for all the ways it pained her. His face hurt. Like, maybe it was made of metal or something. Weren't punches not supposed to hurt the puncher more than the punchee? And her hand felt like it was going to swell to the size of Texas! How messed up was that?
"Clothing or not, he's from literal, actual space. Not… Geometry class or whatever." Chrysie backed up at the first sign of the spy glass, half-expecting it to come sailing at her face. But it didn't, which was kinda nice, but kinda worrisome. Did he have some weird magic inside of it, then? Chrysie didn't want to give him the opportunity to show that thing off. "Aliens don't belong on earth, douchebag!" She stuck her tongue out at him.
The lieutenant stood, antsy, a few paces back from the fight. She could hardly follow the Dark Mirror senshi! As much as her eyes tried to keep up, he vanished every time she thought she found him. One second he stood off to the side, and the next he was up in the other guy's face! How could they move so fast? Chrysoprase wanted to do that! She'd totally catch people off-guard more if she did that. And then she could bring home like, all the energy she could ever want! Way worth it.
For as much as she didn't like the guy, he was right — as she looked back toward the crowd, she saw a couple of them pull their cell phones out. One held his out like he was recording, and the girl near him dialed in a really short number. The girl looked more calm than the guy did.
"Hey, um, I dunno your name, but… I could pull his starseed?" The offer came with a nervous tint in her voice. They needed to wrap this up before the police came, right?
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2018 6:29 pm
He'd seen the original Ninja Turtles movie enough times to know that fights like this were supposed to be kept to the shadows. If there were people nearby with cellphones then the chase hadn't taken them nearly as far away from the spectators as he'd hoped. If they stuck around it was just going to lead to more trouble. Damnit. "This? Strange? Never been to a concert before-- actual concert. Symphony-type thing?" Bermuda had already decided that the mage was lazy, letting shadow creatures do all of his work for him, but now he was forming opinions in regards to the senshi's lack of culture too. Sure, the colors of his uniform might be a little odd for a fancy event, but he'd fit right in an undersea amusement park. Or something... His head was reeling, hand coming up to rub at his jaw as he tried to regain some semblance of balance seconds before the mage took a swing at him. Unfair. Magic or melee, not both. What kind of s**t game was this... One in which you can't call for backup, idiot. Good job. Bermuda was only briefly aware of what a starseed was, but the idea of having anything pulled sounded entirely unpleasant. He had seconds to react before the senshi hit him, taking that brief opportunity to counter-swing his spyglass at the wraith-weilder. "Not from space. Not an alien. Last I checked Bermuda's still on Earth."
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2018 11:42 pm
"No, and normal for there maybe. Isn't that something old people attend?" Was the other that old? Was that was this knight was saying, without saying it? Because didn't they know most people his age wouldn't go to some symphony sort of thing?
Hissing as the spyglass connected with his cheek, a hand coming up to rub at the spot, he was sure it would bruise. That thing had to go, it wasn't nice to go hitting people with such a thing. However, he didn't go for that. No, the dark mirror senshi shook his head at the knight instead.
"Knight of Neptune - right? Those symbols say Neptune. That's not Earth. Doesn't that mean you aren't from here?" Never mind that he was a senshi and there was some star or planet, or something, up in space called Kiuchi. He had no access to such a place, no dark mirror senshi did, that knight though could go up to space.
Lifting one of his slippered feet he went to try, and it really was a try, to stomp on one of the knights feet. With his own feet in slippers it wasn't likely to do much though.
"Mmm, no - no starseed pulling. Umm but people are watching....that's not good for any of us." Finally taking the time to look around them. This really wasn't good...damn.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2018 12:31 pm
While the pair fought, Chrysoprase backed up from the scene a little. The Mirror Senshi was talking to the guy like words were gonna do more than fists, but he seemed unimpressed with the idea of starseeding Bermuda here. Maybe she'd cheer from the sidelines or something.
But another rock clocked her in the head. She shrieked, her hand flying up to her head where her hat was knocked astray, and her fingers pulled back with blood. Not a lot of blood, but enough blood to worry her about sticking around for much longer. And if this knight douchebag turned his attention on her? Yeah, she didn't want to get stitches from his stupid periscope thing. Whatever it's called. Nope, not on her to-do list for that night and any energy they'd get from him wasn't gonna be worth that.
So while those two argued about what is and isn't on earth and concerts and other weird stuff, Chrysoprase shouted over their conversation. "Hey, let's get outta here! This crowd thing is totally not doing it for me!" The Mirror Senshi already got some energy out of this, anyway. She could find somewhere else to go — somewhere without this page trying to dog her. Douchebag page better not consider this a win.
Chrysie looked up toward the rooftops, dizzied for a moment, then leapt for them. She miscalculated initially, leaving her to grapple for the edge. And when she found it, hauling herself up was a total b***h! Another rock clocked her in the thigh, which didn't hurt so much as her throbbing head, but if she bled from there too…
Whatever. She managed to get herself on top of the roof where the crowd didn't have a line of sight and watched the two fight from afar.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2018 5:39 pm
Somewhere in the distance Bermuda heart the sound of sirens. He thought he heard the sound of sirens, at least. Was it wishful thinking or was it the real thing? He hoped it was the real thing. He.... He was getting pelted with things by onlookers and this stupid senshi was stepping on his foot. Bermuda shoved at the senshi, nose wrinkling as things somehow turned from an attempt at a rescuing civilians to playground pushing and bullying antics. This wasn't at all how things had worked out in his head. Ugh. The Negaverse officer had the right idea in running away. This was a no-win all around. "Screw it, I'm outta here. You'd better get out of here too if you don't want to be caught." The young man spun on his feet, stumbling over his shoes before scrambling off away from the crowd. He'd have to figure out a much better strategy for next time. Much better. [ My apologies for keeping you both waiting. ;; Thank you for letting me play along with you. <3 ]
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2018 11:47 pm
While civilians were throwing things at the knight Kiuchi was also being hit by things - how nice. He hadn't been doing anything to them, not really anyway, and now because of that knight he was being hit...with a soda can? Yeah, that was an empty soda can which had bounced off his head. With the Negaverse agent gone, taking off to a roof top, and the knight leaving quickly it left the dark mirror senshi to make for the roof tops as well.
As much as he might have wanted to gather more energy he couldn't do it here, not with the people and the distant sound of sirens. Climbing up the roof, as he'd misjudged his jump, he rolled over the roofs edge and onto the roof top. "He ruined my energy gathering..." And he was indeed pouting. He still should get more energy but that meant going somewhere else and more work..and less sleep for him.
Finally he sat up, still pouting, and glanced over towards the Negaverse agent. His cheeks puffed up, and pout in full form, the dark mirror senshi took a moment before speaking. "Thank you...ummm...as much as I want to gather more energy I think I'm going to call it a night...." The building thankfully had a fire escape, he's noticed it earlier in the evening on the way into the park, so he could climb down that. It was safe, at least he figured, to power down. So that was just what he did - powered down right on the roof top. Legs crossed Indian style he was left in his overly warm, really long sleeved, sweater and jeans.
Skye Starrfyre Ty for joining in on the rp. I hope it helped your knight.
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