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 Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 9:48 pm
She held her breath as she watched the blast hit Hematite, thankfully only hitting him partially instead of a head-on hit. Nealite hadn't the faintest idea what she would have told Charonite had his ward been lost in a battle with a short skirted little tramp, especially considering she'd been present the entire time and had done nothing to stop it.
Breathing a sigh of relief, the orange haired 'victim' watched as the younger boy rose back up to his feet, returning the attack yet again with his watch. Fears of Hematite once again having another paralyzing memory jolt kept surfacing to mind, and she bit the bottom of her lip in anticipation, silently begging that his mind cooperate properly for the next few minutes. Fortunately, he managed to latch on to the senshi, which could only mean one thing.
"Pull her in!" Nealite hissed under her breath, absentmindedly rising back up into a crouch position as she grew more and more excited as the battle continued. "Pull her... PULL HER!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 11:14 pm
Now he had the little b***h right where he wanted her. Hematite gave the chain a hard tug as he walked forward, winding it around his wrist like fishing line on a pole. She struggled, but he maintained his grip. It was true, he didn't go in for fighting much. Largely it was a waste of time and energy for him, and the sheer unpredictability of senshi made it hard to know if they had another trick up their sleeve even if he pulled them close. And god damn it, he still hurt from that blast. He'd be feeling sore all over for a week. Damn Nealite for this.
Roughly and quickly, using the chain, Hematite pulled her into what could possibly have passed for a romantic embrace. This close, the senshi would have seen him looking at her with an almost admiring expression. Almost. "Lights out."
And then an elbow was rammed hard into her solar plexus.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 12:29 am
ShitshitshitSHIT.
The hard tug sent the short-skirted senshi stumbling forward, finding it near impossible to stay standing as he reeled her in, much less keep from losing any ground. Slowly but surely, Pegasus found herself stumbling closer and closer to the enemy despite her fervent struggling. She had to admit, it was sorely tempting to start shouting obscenities and curse him out, call him names, anything to release the intense frustration.
The last tug pulled her startlingly close, close enough that had the situation been different, she might have blushed. Irrationally, as she was staring up into the face of the lieutenant, she wondered how he got those scars. She hadn't thought anything of it, but being so close, she could see the depth of the gashes, her eyes eventually drifting from the pearly cuts to the curious look on his face, another chill running down her spine.
'Lights out.'
Suddenly white light exploded in front of her eyes, and the senshi was doubled over, all the breath escaping her body, leaving her gasping and unable to get any oxygen. Instinctively she jerked back, managing to pull one arm free from the vice-like grip of the pocket watch chain, and Pegasus spun around to elbow him in the stomach, reaching for his un-injured hand. She couldn't win a fist fight. He was bigger than her, and certainly stronger, even with his broken hand. Even with the amazing superpowers that came with being a senshi, she was on the weaker end of the physical strength spectrum. If she couldn't get out of this hold and get to a fair distance to try her attack again... ... he might actually have one more starseed to present to his boss.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 12:45 am
Nealite was rocking back and forth by this time, watching the duo go at it. She'd never admit it to his face, but she found herself quiet impressed with the blow Hematite dealt the little brat. Now his phrase, on the other hand....
Orange eyes widened as she watched the senshi attack back towards her partner. Seizing the moment for herself (for she'd be damned if she let Hematite take the glory of the senshi's star seed), Nealite stood up and cackled, throwing her baseball cap off. Dashing forward (for no fancy introduction was needed, obviously, as her beauty was introduction enough), she took advantage of the senshi's hit on Hematite to push him aside by his shoulder and reach out for the front of the girl's fuku.
That star seed would be hers!
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 1:09 am
Hematite's injured hand had been hovering over Pegasus' chest as he prepared to end her life and make this whole effort worth his while. The jab to his stomach by the senshi got a wheeze out of him, and moments later Nealite had knocked him away. The watchchain clinked and whirred as it unwound from the girl's wrist and the pocketwatch trailed at the end.
"Lieutenant!" he growled. "She's mine!"
Hematite hadn't done all this... this work for no prize, and certainly hadn't had to stand around and deal with her insults just for Nealite to. She hadn't done a damn thing this whole fight, and she'd said she was only going to watch. He'd wanted so badly to teach the senshi her place as nothing but a brief nuisance to him, rip out the starseed and let the sight of it be the last thing she would ever see--
Hematite was angry, irrational; he didn't like to lose. He didn't like to have what little vengeance he could take in his life to be interrupted and usurped. Suddenly, without thinking, he found himself grabbing Nealite by the arms and prying her off the senshi.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 1:15 am
Her grasp came down on top of the girl's brooch, ready to dig in deeply to retrieve the shiny seed within her chest that would secure her favor with the General-King.... when she found her arms involuntarily being shoved back, releasing her grip on the meddling senshi.
"What the <********>?!" she screeched, struggling to free herself from the restraints of her partner. What in the hell was he doing? Didn't he see she'd nearly retrieved it, that she nearly had taken that senshi's life, and had rid one more pest from the world?
It only took seconds for the senshi to slip away, and as Nealite struggled to leap forward, she found herself caught off balance by the other Lieutenant's lanky legs, and came tumbling down on top of him with a strained yelp.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 1:30 am
Sailor Pegasus went shock-still, arm poised outstretched and ready to grab Hematite's wrist, gaping at the 'victim' as she leaped to her feet, cackling like some sort of Nega-baddie. Even as her attacker was shoved aside, it was not until she felt the redhead's palm against her chest that she realized who she was, and what was truly happening.
Checkmate.
"Oh god..."
She hadn't realized she'd said it aloud, eyes wide with a paralyzing fear as the second lieutenant's hand curled around her brooch, the sudden feeling of ice wrapping itself around her soul threatening to consume her. This really was it. The negaverse hadn't won the war, but the battle was over, and Sailor Pegasus had lost the highest stakes game. Not only had she lost the battle for her life, but for her starseed.
And suddenly there was Hemalite, his hands gripping the pale wrists of the un-introduced lieutenant, pulling her off the doomed scout and giving her the opportunity to flee. She took only two milliseconds to give the boy a confused, incredulous look before she was pushing off the concrete, dashing for the side of the building, one arm holding her stomach as she leaped off the edge. The injured senshi hit the ground roughly, ethereal grace long since gone from the beating she had taken. The near-death experience had shaken her up, and she didn't dare look back to see if they were chasing her.
She ran.
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