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 Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2018 7:13 pm
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Don't do this they told her. Don't do that they would say. They being other agents of chaos who thought leaving behind corpses was a bad thing. Well, leaving behind a corpse in public was bad, after all she had been taught how to dispose of them, but killing in general was apparently not okay she was told. Not when it came to other agents weaker than her, others some might have called allies. But to the half-mad captain, if an agent was so weak as to not be able to know when to escape that was on them. If an ally happened to be too foolish as to engage her then that was on them. Pyrite was a energy hound who's sole purpose existed to just get meals and ensure the negaverse was given it's due.
No matter the source.
Craning her head around a city block, she grunted her frustration as no prey came down the road. If nothing showed up soon, she'd have to take drastic measures, such as hunting over a larger area and possibly being forced into spaces police roamed along with stronger senshi.
Then like a heaven send, she felt it, a crackle of energy unlike her own. So what if it was chaos?
"Come out little bird-" she cooed. "Come out and say hello."
All that mattered was they had energy she could harvest.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2018 7:26 pm
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Going out and gathering energy was a fairly normal, and common, thing for the dark mirror senshi. Traveling by mirror was also easy, it brought him to an area he'd gone to in the past to gather energy. Mirror walking made traveling across the city, covering the distances, much easier and far quicker which was convenient for someone like him. He wanted to get his gathering done as quickly as he could, hence why he typically went for groups of people, so he could get home quicker and sleep or spend his time gaming.
Stepping out of the mirror located on the roof top, in a tucked away little nook, he was instantly hit with the aura of some Negaverse captain. The aura was the same as his as far as strength went but it wasn't the same - more chaos. It didn't bother him though, not really, he'd not really had a bad experience with the Negaverse....save for that one with the metal coming out of his back like pipes of some kind - creepy. While he didn't think them a threat he didn't head their way either, he had energy to gather.
He just had to find people to gather from now, and if not here than elsewhere. He was rather clueless that he was looking like prey to someone else.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2018 7:55 pm
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Sensing the aura coming closer he wondered about it, friend maybe? Or well not friend but potential friend? Or just someone he could work with, at least that's what he was hoping for. He'd like to have more people in his circle that he could work with, though anyone outside of his own court would never be considered family for him. His family was the dark mirror court, and would remain as such.
When the person, a female, did turn up he was not expecting what he got. Birds...what was the talk of birds and raptors? It sounded a bit...mad to him. "Baby birds...birds?" He questioned right before his lips slammed shut, those daggers did not look good. He had a sudden feeling that this wasn't going to go well for him...that those daggers weren't out for no reason, or just to show off. Nope, this looked bad.
"I-I do-." His words cut off as he found himself dropping to the ground in order to duck a flying dagger. His body hit the ground hard enough to knock the air out of his lungs. Lifting his head to stare with wide eyes at the female.
"W-why?" Ok, this was really not good. She had weapons and they looked deadly sharp. She was out for his blood like that white moon senshi had been...damn. So soon after one person tried to kill him and someone else was trying. At this rate Avior and Crocus would never let him out of their home.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2018 8:28 pm
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Pyrite never understood why it was such a hard concept to grasp. The strong killed the weak. The strong got what they wanted and the weak would wilt and die. It was nature, survival, it was just how the world worked. This bird, this senshi had no clue it seemed of the world and it's cruel, ugly realities. Pyrite almost felt a bit bad for him, after all his betters should have taught him.
Even if in being a senshi, everyone was practically his better. Little lost infesting aliens had no place on earth after all.
"Birds. Birds bird birds! Of course birds, what else are annoying pests that are only good for prey?" She answered, her other dagger twirled in her hand. Pity the senshi managed to dodge the first one. She'd just have to get up close and personal then.
Stalking towards her target, the mad captain hummed to herself.
"You're a senshi. It's my job to kill senshi. To rid this world of pests. Of insects like you." She hissed getting closer.
"Now, do try to put up a fight, I do so hate a boring kill you know. Not much fun that way."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2018 9:44 pm
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Prey...oh. Ok that made sense when added to the flying dagger thing and now her talking about killing him. Why did people want to kill him? First a white moon senshi and now someone from the Negaverse. She was chaos, similar to him, but apparently it wasn't good enough as he was still a senshi. Why did he need to die? He was at least on the right side, at least he thought so, though apparently it wasn't good enough for this one.
Also...she sort of seemed a bit off her rocker, at least to him anyway. The whole thing on birds, even if it now made sense, had him really wondering about her. However, he didn't have the time to think on things as she was headed his way with that other dagger of hers.
As she taunted him, asked him for a fight, he couldn't find it in himself to deny her a fight. He wasn't a fighter but he had magic and he would do whatever he could to survive, he wasn't suicidal after all. He also needed to get away from her, he was rather sure she would actually kill him...and do what that white moon senshi had failed in doing. He did worry that using his magic might just upset her more, if that was possible, and insure that his death was somehow more painful than she likely already had planned for him. He didn't figure her to be the sort to make it a quick and painless thing.
Moving to sit up, and then kneel, he reached up for his hairs and seemed to pluck one of his own. It wasn't a hair however but a green thread that was between his fingers, glowing a bright green color. "Gorgon's assault." If he was going to be forced to fight, for his life, he was going to hit with the strongest bit of magic he had first, use the lesser attacks when he had to. He just hoped this would work...and maybe, if he was lucky somehow, not piss her off more.
Quote: Super Sailor Scout Attack: Gorgon's assault. Like the last attack Kiuchi will pluck a "hair" from his head that glows green. This time that single "hair" multiples into three glowing "hairs" before rushing forward toward three individuals this attack has a six foot radius. Again someone else can move into the way and be hit or a person can avoid the attack by stepping out of range. Getting hit by this will leave a person feeling feverish and sick to their stomach as well as possible blurring vision. The attack will only last for thirty seconds and during this time not moving, or doing so slowly, is advisable as one might make themselves even sicker due to moving, other outside things can of course increase the sick feeling.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2018 9:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2018 10:40 pm
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His magic had done it's job, or so it seemed, though it also had angered her greatly - that was obvious. Her scream was ear piercing and he wondered, for a brief moment, if it could shatter glass. He didn't get to think for too long as her dagger came flying at him.
She was so distracting with her harpy like screaming that he missed the flying dagger and thus failed to avoid it. Had she remained she might have taken glee, she likely would have, in the fact that her dagger slammed into his shoulder and lodged itself there. Blood dripped down his fair skin as he held the wound. Shaking, he felt sick, his knees gave out and he felt his stomach knot and twist in his fut. The pain had brought forth a loud cry of pain from him, though he hadn't heard it as he'd been too busy trying not to empty his stomach.
When he did notice it, notice how he trembled, and saw the blood and the dagger standing out from his shoulder, he considered taking it out but refrained from doing so. He needed to call for help, damn it. Shivering from the shock, cringing as he moved, he went to get out his mirror compact so he could call for a bit of help.
iStoleYurVamps This should work for a close on my end. Thank you so much Vamps.
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