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 Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2021 4:15 pm
Celadonite was enjoying the winter weather, that was for sure. He had added a black and purple scarf to his uniform, even though it never actually stayed. But still, it kept him warm on bitter nights like this one, plus, with the addition of the hot drink he held in his hand, he was quite toasty, thank you very much.
There had been a surplus of people to relieve of energy near the coffee shop, and he had easily met his quota for the week, and honestly…
He was feeling great.
The fact he hadn’t seen any more of those demon rabbits had helped too, of course. But…
He was taking another long sip of his hot chocolate, frowning slightly at the fact that he was beginning to feel a sore throat coming on when he first felt the offending aura. Well. Damn. The beginnings of a cold and an enemy all in the same moment? Sometimes, the lieutenant felt that the world was truly out to get him.
The big debate was should he summon his poor excuse for a weapon or try to charm his way out of this without it…and call it up if it was needed.
Yeah, no. He wasn’t going to embarrass himself this early on.
Swiftly, Celadonite moved towards the feeling of whoever and paused when he saw that the person was dressed in a lot of purple. Though…it was quite tattered. “You know,” He drawled, taking another long sip of his cocoa. “You’re supposed to throw the rags out, not wear them in public.”[Mistress Morbid] Prompt 3 (Drink Yourself Silly): Pop up shops are a dime a dozen in Destiny City this time of year, and for as much weirdness as they cause, there’s still something alluring about them. Walking through the city, you happen to come across one that seems particularly cozy and is decorated in such a way that you just know they’re trustworthy. The menu only has a few items but there’s something for everyone. Maybe it’s hot chocolate, maybe it’s coffee, maybe it’s some chilly winter sweet--whatever it is, it’s delicious. And magic, but you didn’t know that when you ordered it. It started with an itch at the back of your throat, but what happened after that was anyone’s game. Some of the drinks turn into a tickle in your nose, and now you’re suddenly sneezing snowflakes for the next hour. Maybe you finish your drink and you suddenly feel warm--like you’re in the middle of summer. (Do you even need your coat? It’s so hot! --Or is that a fever?) Or, the itch turns into something else--and suddenly you feel the urge to sing. It’s compulsive, you can’t help yourself, you must sing. It’s like you’ve forgotten how to communicate in any other way. It fades an hour after you finish the drink, but still...
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2021 5:59 pm
Necromanteion had been wandering the streets, window shopping on any last minute ideas on what to get everyone. Tobi had been proved to be a tiny bit difficult to shop for but Necro felt like he was slowly getting there. His grip tightened around his little hot chocolate cup when he felt the prickle of a signature at the edges of his senses. Necro sighed.
Of course...
It was easy to sometimes forget that they were at war... Even during the holidays.
Someone spoke and Necro's shoulder sagged. "You know... to be fair, it's not like either of us get to choose what our uniform's look like... And by comparison, what I'm wearing now is a lot more appealing then I use to look like."
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2021 11:03 am
Well. Cool logic was not at all what Celadonite had been hoping for, and he rolled his eyes, knocking back the rest of his drink and tossing the now empty cup into the slightly overflowing garbage can and moved to square off against the Page. The tackily dressed page who obviously didn’t care that he looked like trash.
“You could always fix it you know. Or hire someone to dress you instead of trying to dress yourself?”
He desperately wanted to just lash out. Just for fun but…
With this guy’s attitude…he doubted his bravado would ever stand up to laughter at his pathetic weapon.
And then, to make matters worse…Celadonite felt a sneeze building in the back of his nose. Try as he might, he couldn't stop the sneeze, and when it came…a flurry of snowflakes came with it, causing the lieutenant to make a noise of surprise.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2021 12:12 pm
Necromanteion just shrugged. "I didn't choose what my uniform would look like... So does that really count as me trying to dress myself?" He shot back, finally glancing at his new found companion. "I suppose it could be worse. I could be all frill and lace and such." End up in a poofy outfit or a skinny dress where he could hardly move. "I still stand by it's better then what I use to look like." "Bless you..." He muttered, only to have his words trail off in surprise as the other sneezed snowflakes. "....Did...you just... Are you okay?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2021 11:11 am
Celadonite was quiet, brows furrowing as he watched the small bunch of snowflakes that had just been expelled from his nose...float gently down towards the ground. “That. Well. That’s new. I should be okay, yeah but. It seems I have a ah.” He shrugged. “Maybe the air just froze my sneeze or something.”
That had to be the case. It was fine. Normal. He was fine and normal.
The lieutenant shook his head, trying to clear it from the utter confusion that was filling it after that…awkward sneeze and summoned his weapon, beginning to swing the wooden toy as though it were something that could be dangerous.
Maybe if he swung it fast enough…this guy wouldn’t realize just what it was. “Come on, dude. It’s time to fight.”
And then he sneezed again…and there came another flurry of snowflakes, and this time, Celadonite yelped at the sensation, his weapon slipping from his hand and soaring towards the page.
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2021 2:30 pm
Necro blinked, stepping a bit closer to observe the snowflakes. "... I... can safely say I've never seen that happen before..." Though he had always heard stories that Destiny City had a knack for getting... strange during certain times of the year... "You're sneezing snowflakes... and you wanna fight?" Necromanteion said flatly. "Out in the open... Where we can be seen?" The sudden sneeze caught him off guard and the Page startled. Jerking back, just in time to catch the Lieutenant's weapon. With his face. Orangeish Sherbert NOT ME BREAKING THE QUOTE
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2022 7:29 pm
Oh. Well Hell if that wasn’t satisfying. At least his unintentional aim was true! Celadonite smirked and rubbed at his nose, trying to rid it of any lingering snowflakes. Snowflakes. Whatever that was just. Stupid.
“I want to win. I have a team to impress, after all…and I don’t think that beating you is going to be a big feather in my cap, but it will prove to my leaders that I’m not completely just a pretty face. Are you too afraid of fighting? Obviously…you’ve already lost. Say hello to my yet to be fantastic weapon but. I’m glad it was introduced to your face!”
Perhaps…he should cut his losses and get out of dodge but…he couldn’t resist trying to keep it up. “If you need to cry, go right ahead. I’d love to watch. And get you a new outfit.”
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2022 8:20 pm
Necromanteion landed on his a**, and all he could do was blink in surprise. It took him a good minute before his hand finally came up to his face and tentatively touched the area around his eye. A sharp pain erupted under his fingertips. "What the ********!" He hissed. "Win at what? You have a team. ********. You and every other powered person in this god forsaken city has one." The Page rolled his eyes, which lost a lot of its gusto behind it, with one swelling up.
"Who said I even wanted to fight? You came at me, remember?" Necro huffed, finally standing up with a quiet hiss and a half hearted ow as he touched his eye again. It was likely to bruise... Having to explain this when he went home was not going to be a fun conversation. "I'm not going to cry." He said flatly, and there's nothing wrong with my outfit. I like it." Just as this guy was harping his weapon would change, so too would Necro's outfit. He knew that. Though if this wanted to win with snark and sarcasm... Two could play at that game.
Necro smirked, summoning his weapon. "At least mine's not a child's play thing." He spat before hurling it the Negaverse Agent.
An eye for an eye, after all.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2022 7:21 pm
“Like I had a choice! You think I would have chosen a pull along polar bear?”
Celadonite blinked as the fang came hurtling at him, hitting him smack in the forehead. “You…I mean, it’s not a toy, but an oversized fang isn’t too great either, I hope you know.”
He paused, face scrunching up and twitching slightly before he sneezed again, more snowflakes pouring out once again. “******** this! What is going on? I thought it was a fluke but I…god. Is this because of the rabbits again? If it is, I swear, I’m going to murder all of their stupid horrible fuzzy faces.” He had tumbled to the ground with the last sneeze and picking himself up, the lieutenant rubbed his eyes.
“I’m leaving. I’m so sick of the winter. So sick of it. Go stick your head in the snow, it’ll stop swelling on that eye. Better yet, stick your head in the snow and just stay there until your brain freezes.” He drew in a breath, pinching down his nose to try and hold back another sneeze. “If I see you again.”
Celadonite’s voice sounded funny, nose still pinched. “I will make sure you don’t survive that meeting. So keep that in mind, okay?”
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2022 3:31 pm
"It could be worse." Necro sneered. "I've had to deal with worse." The Page just glared at the Lieutenant, but it lost its fire as his gaze shifted to the fang on the ground. "I don't mind the fang. I like it. It reminds me of where I came from. I've got it better now." It had taken him a while to actually understand that, butt now that he was here. He never wanted to go back. He tilted his head curiously, watching as the other grumbled to himself. ...Rabbits? He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know. Necro smirked, holding out his free hand to the Lieutenant. "Yeah sure. I'll go stick my head in the snow... You got any more to spare?" He snickered. Pissing this man off further was probably not the best idea but... "Yeah yeah yeah. I'm on your shitlist. Got it. Do I at least get to know my would be assailants name?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2022 5:18 pm
The lieutenant stared at the hand for a long moment and then just huffed, turning away from him standing before he dusted the snow off of himself. Celadonite said nothing as he took a few steps away, and finally turned to glance back at the other purple clad…person. “I’m Celadonite. Also known as a Fashion God. Also known as your worst nightmare…so be warned. And get lost.”
He was about to sneeze again, and that just…no.
Breaking into a run, Celadonite made sure he was out of feeling distance before he let loose another barrage of snowflakes, groaning in annoyance. ******** this. ******** this holdiay. ******** this city.
And most of all. ******** those rabbits.
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