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 Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 7:51 pm
Sailor Iris had thought she had done well. The guy would come back with nothing in hand, and then she could haul his pathetic butt to jail. That's what all those stupid super heroes did, right? However, her cocky smile soon enough was filled with dirt. Apparently the jerk had gone and picked up some dirt while pretending to get some keys.
And he threw it at her face. Now with mouth filled with dirt, and her vision somewhat blurred from the desperation attack, she had no choice but to start spitting out the dirt (as best as she could) and rubbing a bit at her eyes.
"You little b*****d! I'm so kicking your *ss!!!" she shouted in an attempt to intimidate the punk.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:28 pm
And that was his signal, to once again run for his ******** life. (And preferably not you know, afterlife. )
He praised the gods for the small window of opportunity, and as he bolted past the indignant senshi, debated stopping for an insult. Fortunately, common sense won, and with that, he was gone, faster than greased lightning.
There was some ragged shrubbery down the side of the highway curve, that lead into a narrow cliff. Though it was a difficult walk for most people, he was a little familiar with the path, and scurried down it as fast as his feet would take him, quietly and deftly.
Worriedly, he looked behind him, and upon seeing that the coast was clear, changed back to his 'civilian' outfit. If anything he could pretend he was taking a jog along the beachside to any furious senshi who asked. There was an older couple walking along the beach as well, and he tried to remain innocuous and trail a little behind them, as if he were their kid.
Her burning words (and punches) were still fresh on his mind, and Toby made a face. Whomever said someone punched like a girl had clearly and obviously, never met a senshi.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 9:17 pm
By the time the dust was out of her eyes, Mr. Chicken had run off. Sailor Iris was upset to say the least. She ran up to the nearest thing to kick (that was not her bike) and kicked it hard. The lamppost hadn't done anything, but she needed to get her aggression out on something.
"F*ck!" she grunted before grunting it out about 30 more times.
After about 30 of the same word, she had spent her angry energy. She was a bit bitter, since now she'd have to do some work to make certain that the kickstand wasn't damaged from being dragged around on the ground. With quick and purposeful steps, she walked back to the wall where she left all her things and untransformed. She was grumbling as she put her helmet back on, grumbling when she hoisted her backpack onto her shoulders, and she was grumbling as she once more took quick steps to return to her property. Fortunately, this time it didn't move out of her sight.
"Stupid b*****d..." she grumbled as she revved up her engine. She no longer felt the need to do her errands, and felt a very strong need to just RIDE that motorcycle until she needed to go home. And fast.
At least at night time, the cops didn't seem to pay attention to Ellie when she went riding.
[FIN]
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