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 Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:57 pm
Oh God, that jump had somehow been just as terrifying as running into a burning building-- that probably had something to do with how such a feat was supposed to be physically impossible. But now it was done, he was on the other side of the wall without so much as the tip of hit foot clipping against it, and... a tiny part of him had to admit, that had been kind of fun. Just a little. Maybe.
But that tentative bit of joy was extinguished before it could spark into anything genuine when Castor oh-so-enthusiastically brought up the subject of fighting. Atlas cringed at the word, noticeably. He was all for 'truth and justice and all that jazz,' but his gaze was silently pleading for the more experienced senshi to say that fighting was not really a central part of the whole senshi gig.
"Is... is fighting really a big part of this?" he asked, somewhat woefully.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 8:14 pm
Castor's face did a flatline. A 'is this guy for real?' face. Scowling, Castor pointed out into the illuminated vastness that was Destiny City. "Atlas." He said, quite dramatically. "We are senshi. YOU WANT TO FIGHT. IF YOU THINK YOU CAN PANSY OUT NO. YOU WANT IT ATLAS." He jabbed a finger in poor Atlas's chest. "YOU WANT IT HARD." Taking a step back, Castor was finally giving Atlas some room to breathe. "We protect the city from the Negaverse. At least we're supposed to. I'm guessing that is out primary goal. Secondary is like saving kittens in trees and stuff. And sometime stopping muggers and drunk hobos." He shrugged.
"You'll see alot freaky things. Monsters, youma is what we call em, they're all over, killing and being all monster...y. We've got to kill them. We're like the batmans of Destiny City. Only with no pay, no gadgets, and no senshi signal. But, hey, we get super powers and can jump like spider man on crack. So, fighting the negaverse has it's perks." Castor turned, "Now, let's got find some negadouche and kick his a**!" This time he waited for Atlas to come to him. "Don't make me drag you, because I will."
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:47 pm
Unfortunately for Castor, his little motivational speech had the opposite effect of what was intended. Atlas was not being pumped by the other senshi's testosterone-crammed, punctuated words; instead he appeared to be trying to shrink away from them, even flinching like a cornered mouse when he was jabbed in the chest. He did not want it. He did not want it hard. He wanted to jump back over the wall and go cower somewhere.
Sailor Atlas had thought that there would be only one Franz St. Germaine in his life, and Sailor Atlas had been wrong, for now he had been unwittingly introduced to Sailor Castor.
At least associating with Castor would involve a lot less molestation. This did not make things much better, however.
He was really not invested in the idea of "finding some negadouche and kicking his a**," but with a heavy sigh and a hanging head he followed after his newfound companion anyway. The potential repercussions of saying 'no' somehow made him feel worse than the possibility of running into a dangerous situation.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 1:20 am
Atlas's resignment to his fate went utterly unnoticed by the enthusiastic Castor. He was still much to thrilled to simply have a MALE companion for the night.
Even if it sounded gay.
"Okay, now the first rule is, DON'T GO TALKING TO POLICE." He shook a finger like a mother would a naughty child. "They think we're out to kill and s**t. So they get kinda....gun happy." He waved a hand in the air like it was no big deal. "I mean, I don't think we can take a bullet but, we can still take alot more then the norm. But, yeah. A bullet might you know, actually kill us and s**t." What was worse a bullet could do then death? Castor wasn't sure, but, who knew.
"So yeah, avoid them like the plague. Oh, and avoid hookers. They like to paw at us. It's kinda nice, but some are CRAAAAZZZZYYYY." Another dismissive hand wave. This was followed by another arm around Atlas's shoulders, bringing the tall boy abnormally close.
"But like, (god, stop trying to scoot away), the best thing we have is the ability to jump the ******** out of ANYTHING. So, guess how we're going to get down town." Castor's grin was almost a leer at this point.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:44 am
As Castor continued to lead Atlas farther and farther away from the Hillworth gate, the taller senshi could be seen repeatedly craning his head and glancing back at it. His expression was on the edge of longing when he did this - which was very strange, as nobody, besides Meadowview girls who pined for companionship with a 'bad boy,' would ever think to look at that grim brick building longingly.
It was a miserable place most of the time. But at least it was familiar.
His face fell even further into the droop of despair as the other went on about the dangers of the city, the risks of police and... hookers, "and s**t." Oh dear God, just what had Astraea signed him up for, anyway? Atlas had asked himself this question countless times by now, but thanks to Castor he was now seriously wondering if the cat had picked him because she really wanted to see someone die that evening, and thought Simon Ferris would be a good candidate.
Castor had Atlas in his buddy-buddy grip again, and he was smiling like the Grinch at the moment when he'd stumbled across his master plan to destroy Christmas. Their faces were almost touching, and with the saddest of puppy faces Atlas asked, "What if s-someone sees us?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:18 pm
"....." Pulling his face back from Altas's, a frown marred the once jovial features. "....We run away." This was clearly not how Castor liked to do things. "I mean, we have to keep out identities SUPER SECRET. Like, EVEN MORE SECRET THEN THE PANTY RAID." Never mind in there Elzo had blown their cover.
Castor finally let Atlas go from the bro!grip. "Anytime we run the risk of being exposed, we RUN THE ******** AWAY. It's not worth the risk. I mean, people might try to capture us and turn us into lab rats...or some kind of super powered solider for some war. Who knows? So, yeah, DON'T EVER GET CAUGHT." Back to finger jabs in the chest.
"But, I mean, just a few literal hops and skips and jump and BAM. We're outta sight. So, if you ever are seen, just jump away. The negaverse can jump too, so, you've got to just out wit em. It's not hard though. Jump a few times hide behind a wall, jump away to safety. It's a lot of jumping if you can't tell. Which hey, we still need to get down town!" He grabbed Atlas's hand. "Let's go bro!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 8:38 am
Run away... well, at least that was something he could do, Atlas thought, and he gave the second of inevitably many sighs to come this evening. It was a wonder that he hadn't turned out to be the Senshi of Emo, or something to a similar effect. Sad-puppy-frowning his enemies to death seemed like something that would be right up his alley.
At Castor's final words on the subject, he wondered, aren't we already super-powered soldiers for some war? but before he could get any of those words in he suddenly found himself being yanked by the hand towards downtown Destiny City.
Which, with his newfound abilities, did indeed feel only a hop, skip and jump away-- after finally escaping Castor's grip, he showed that at least he had no trouble keeping up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 6:21 pm
NO FAIR.
No fair at all man.
It took him WEEKS to get THAT GOOD at jumping.
And there was Atlas.
Jumping like a PRO.
NO.
FAIR.
"AW MAAAANNN!" Castor whined to no one in particular. "How did you get so good so fast? I couldn't even get it right the first time! It took lots of practice to perfect my technique!" Poor Atlas, he would never escape Elzo's obvious foot in mouth sayings, not even as a senshi.
Stopping at a some tree, Castor contented himself to hanging off of a branch, quite undignified. "....Hey Atlas, you hear meowing?" Castor was swinging on the branch, pretty careless. "Because if it's Astraea, I was totally teaching you really important stuff. Be sure to tell her that."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 6:52 pm
Atlas's demeanor as he jumped with Castor didn't looked very professional: he was harried and anxious-looking the whole way, as if he were sitting in a rollercoaster car ten seconds away from finally cresting that first, massive hill.
This was probably the closest he'd gotten to ever looking "cool," sans his reluctant breakdancing at his cheerleading gig-- his star-adorned coattails billowed out from behind him, and his boots would gently tap against the concrete before launching him seamlessly into the air again. If one agreed to ignore how completely emasculating his shorts were, it was a near awe-inspiring sight to behold. Almost.
Castor was definitely more in touch with his inner child than Atlas was. While the senshi of hail was content to clamber up into the tree, the other kind of stood awkwardly on the sidewalk, unsure of what he was supposed to be doing next.
The sound of pitiable mewling quickly changed this, however. Craning his neck upward to find the source of the sound, Atlas could see a tell-tale silhouette huddled into a branch a few feet away from the one Castor was situated in. Without another word he started to climb up into the tree himself, settling precariously on a thick limb below his target and gingerly holding out his hands.
"It's just a normal cat," he was saying, quietly so he wouldn't startle it. "It's probably been trying to get someone's attention for a while..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:34 pm
"....At least it's not Astraea. If it was..." Castor visibly shuddered. "UGH. Cattiest cat ever." Hanging, Castor watched Atlas clamber up and a tiny bundle of fur rushed into the open arms.
"I'm not sure what's more pathetic, the fact you didn't like, jump up, or we came out here and the first thing we do is save a kitten in a tree." The small orange furred thing mewled at him, shivering in Atlas's hands.
"......."
Climbing over, he joined Atlas on the branch.
"Cute little b*****d." Castor muttered under his breath as he scratched it behind the ears, earning a purr and making the kitten snuggle deeper into Atlas's arms.
"....WHAT? It's cold. You should take it to the shelter or something!" Blushing Castor jumped back down, not wanting to admit he actually found the thing, dare he say it, adorable?
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 12:37 pm
"If I jumped up here, I could have scared it," Atlas clarified, soberingly. As the tiny tabby huddled itself into his arms, he added, "Well... scared it more, anyway." He was obviously sympathizing with the cat, who for all he knew could have been up in that branch for untold hours, frightened and cold and lonely. The autumn air was becoming less and less hospitable by the day; something he was acutely aware of given the uncomfortable amount of his legs that his senshi uniform exposed to the elements.
After a moment of making sure the kitten was calm and comfortable, Atlas jumped down out of the tree himself-- being careful with his grip, of course. His passenger didn't seem to mind the sudden movement, instead busying itself batting an experimental paw at the broad knot tie over his chest the moment it noticed they were on level ground.
Looking over to Castor (or at least he was trying to. His gaze kept dropping back to watch the cat), he at least didn't seem to notice his suddenly defensive tone or stance. He answered, "Actually, there should be a shelter I've been to that's not too far from here. I hope they'd be able to take in one more cat..."
Because when he had visited said shelter, it had also kind of been on fire. He wasn't sure how much progress would have gone into rebuilding it by this point.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:13 pm
"You make it sound like you're done this before." Castor's eyes weren't even on Atlas as he turned around, they were on the tiny fuzz ball, batting away at the senshi ribbon. The sight made Castor's face smile slightly, at least before he looked up at Atlas as if to say 'I dare you to tell me to not be distracted by the kitten'.
"I mean, saving kittens is cute and all." He reached out and scratched it once more, earning a purr and making it snuggle back into Atlas's arm. "But we got to like, fight the negaverse and stuff." Castor's words were half hearted. He was not more focused on the kitten then really wanting to show Atlas how to fight.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:38 pm
Atlas, on the other hand, was neither one to judge nor one to try and hide his amusement. A soft grin had managed to ease its way across his features while he watched the cat, and gently scratched it under the chin when it paused in its playing to allow him to. "Well... I kinda have," he was saying. "The shelter had caught on fire. I... I couldn't just leave them there."
They had started walking in the direction of the volunteer shelter. It was entirely possible for them to jump over to it and cut down the amount of time it would take getting there, but they didn't want to risk distressing the cat further than it already had been today.
Yeah, that was it. Totally.
If fighting was supposed to be such a huge thing, the senshi could understand why people tended to think they were terrorists... quietly, he responded, "I don't see why we shouldn't help people, too. I mean... when we can."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:56 pm
"On fire? Don't tell me you went and like, saved kittens from a burning building. Did you?" Even Castor hadn't done something that cool! Man, Atlas was how new and how much better then he was? Still, who knew Simon had the balls for heroics? "Because if you did, that's like...lame but awesome." He muttered under his breath, "even I haven't run into any burning places...yet." He gave a resigned sigh. "But yeah, we save people when we can...But I mean, I've kinda given up on the hookers. They just want to...you know, 'sell me' or 'give me a reward'. Ew." Castor wasn't about to see if him being senshi made him immune to herpes and who knew what else.
As they walked occasionally Castor would steal a glance at the playful kitten, who had stopped meowing and was now solely focused on Atlas's tie. ".....Lemme carry it for a while." He was still trying to act like he was unaffected by kitten antics. "I mean, your arms must be tired from holding it."
Worst excuse to wanting to hold a kitten, ever.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 2:24 pm
"Umm..." Atlas responded, picking up on what Castor's tone meant this time. "Well... er... yeah." With his free hand he rubbed at the back of his neck a little bashfully, and added, "B-but it's n-not like I was completely fearless doing it or anything like that. I just... couldn't not do it, you know?"
He looked at Castor for a moment, a foreign look in his eyes. Could that possibly be a spark of heroism in there?
Upon the other senshi's request, Atlas gently lifted the kitten up, and passed it into Castor's waiting hands without protest, with a "Oh... okay, here." The cat was warm and lively, eagerly purring into the other's arms before focusing its attention on his own tie.
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