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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:30 pm
Looking down at the cat, then at the monster, then at the cat again, and again at the monster...Castor fell to the ground with a thump. "It's dead." Looking at the cat, (yet again), he could feel his adrenaline begin to fade. "Can you...can you tell me whats going on? Please? And..." Looking at his clothes, Castor's face fell a little bit. "What am I wearing?" Still, in the back of his brain, there was that small voice going 'this can't be real.' But yet, is was quite obviously real. At least from the smell of the dead monster, it was pretty real.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:35 pm
The dead monster was already starting to curl up, like a piece of paper touched to a candle -- curling in at the edges, burning away until all that was left was a dark, dull rock about the size of Castor's fist.
"You're wearing your uniform, so get used to it," said the cat. "I'm Astraea. You're Sailor Castor, the senshi of hail. It's up to you to try to protect Destiny City from the Negaverse with your senshi allies -- Serenity knows the rest of them are apparently made of massive fail."
She sniffed elegantly, and walked forward. "I can't stay," she said. "You're in the pit of the Negaverse recruitment center, Elzo. Be on your guard. If you want to go back to your human form, simply concentrate. And start getting used to patrolling, I'm not taking any more guff."
The silvery cat with the star on her head -- Astraea -- padded off down the corridor and disappeared abruptly. What was with that?!
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:48 pm
Serenity? Who was that? Like...was she the one behind this? Er..wait a sec. Talking cat ditching him wasn't part of the plan, (if he even had one). "Wait, what do you mean by-" To late, the cat had vanished. "...Negaverse." It sounded bad. Heck, the very word felt bad. Like...the wrong kind of bad, not the kind of bad that was secretly good. Super bad. The cat, (Astraea? Weird name for a cat), also mentioned Allies...so...there were more of him. Like him. A lock clicked into place. This was the explanation behind the 'attacks' around the city.
Looking around, he noticed the exit. The glorious, wondrous exit. Getting up, he felt a sense of utter glee. At least until he hit the door. He was still in his...'uniform'. Really? Well, Astraea had said to concentrate. Closing his eyes, he tried what they did in the movies. Focus on his regular uniform. And then...nothing. He didn't feel any diffrent. Opening his eyes however, proved it not to be the case. He was back in his regular uniform. Patting self down, Elzo was sure that this was real.
With a final look to the small pile of whatever, (not to mention the damaged equipment and boilers and just about everything else), Elzo paused. Sailor Castor. Sounded pretty bad a**. "Huh...Patrolling...Guess this means I have a job?" Whatever, he was going to ditch this place and never come back. That was for sure.
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