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 Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 6:51 pm
It should be said, as an absolute fact, that Linarite loved the Negaverse. She worked almost singlemindedly towards the goals Charonite set before her. The blue-haired teen loved the agility and speed this new body had bought her. However, there was one thing that Linarite thought was decidedly unfair, and it was currently raining all over her and making her look like a much-abused Barbie doll.
While she tried to struggle against the wind, Lina eventually gave up and turned into the path of the wind, running with it to swiftly exit the sphere of power that the senshi had pushed out. Really, the goodie-goodies had such unfair power balance! Shaking her head, mouth going into a straight line, she spied the body of the woman they were all fighting over.
No doubt the prissy b***h was going to come back, there's no way she'd desert the poor victim. So Linarite took a stance over the body, and waited for the senshi to make her next move, wherever she'd run to.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 9:22 am
There was a drawback from only previously fighting with youma or in circumstances where the only victim in the fight was her, and Alcyone was watching it unfurl right before her eyes. She had expected the lieutenants to stay where they were to shield themselves from the wind and rain, just like the youma and the other unfortunate soldier, but this?
It was painful to watch the two of them as they sped towards her previous objective to save: the mall worker. She clenched her jaw in anger and frustration when both lieutenants managed to cross her storm's dimensions and stood by the hapless victim. The fight was over, and she was the one who lost her plight.
There was no doubt that they were expecting her to run out to save the girl, and though it was difficult to control the urge, Alcyone knew deep down that if she did the body count would increase by one more. She cannot take on two experienced lieutenants on her own, and so it was with intense chagrin that she decided to drop out of the battle while her storm was still brewing strong.
She fled, and she did not come back.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:57 pm
“Run little senshi,” Tanzanite all but growled, far too quietly for anyone but Linarite to hear. Her fists were clenched around her hair, wringing water from the long, unruly mass. She watched the girls figure retreat into the distance, a frown of disappointment hanging on her lips. There was temptation to chase after her, that bloodhound-like instinct to chase the senshi until her thin body was exhausted and then snap her like a twig. It was a temptation that would be futile, of course.
Getting all of the water out of her ridiculously long hair would have been a futile attempt, so Tanzanite let it be after a few moments. She muttered something about needing an entire bottle of conditioner and a ******** garden rake to get all of the tangles out.
“Someday we're going to have to put trackers on those little cunts.”
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 1:02 am
"Chipping 'em would be lovely. Taking them out at school would be even nicer." Arms crossed, the bluenette tossed her own sodden curls, feeling the weight. She was absolutely going to have a hell of a time explaining the whole thing to her mother. Maybe she'd fall in a fountain on the way home. That might work.
"Maybe one day we won't have to fight in alleyways just to keep a low profile." That'd be a true delight, going toe to toe with the senshi in broad daylight, without making an utter mockery of the Negaverse. Not something really any of the Lieutenants had excelled at thusfar. Shaking her head over the prone body on the ground, Linarite once again toed her with a boot. "You'll take care of her, right?" There was no doubt. Tanzanite seemed more than capable, and Lina wasn't enough a power-hungry b***h to take the steal from the deserving party.
After all, she'd done her fair share. All in all, it was cheering, to finally drive off a senshi. Lifting a hand in farewell, Lina simply walked away, feeling not at all like talking to her comrade. She did, however, pause long enough to pick up her milkshake, and discretely phase back into little Audrey Collins before exiting fully.
Her birthday was back on track!
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