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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 10:38 pm
Well, not wanting to say 'Well I partied with one, made out with a few others' Castor tried to justify his statistic. "Uh....Well, some are kinda push overs. So, not so much good as just weak and I'm sure they pose about as much threat as a pencil sharpener." And a few were special snowflakes which he kind of liked. One more then others. Realizing there was a slow awkward silent forming he began to babble.
"Oh, youma. Right. Monsters. Come is every shade under the rainbow, but unlike a rainbow, they are not happy and made of sunshine and goodness. You're right about the youma being ugly as ********. I mean, one time I fought one made of of roting trash. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me want to hurl." it did. Even after battle the smell had hung about and just made his day bad. Well, that and Europa getting pissy. Not that she didn't have a right to it.
"As for where they come from...I would guess the General King's a**, but, I don't think that's right." He pretended to put some thought into it. "Nope, must be Nealite's a**."
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 12:49 pm
She listened curiously and just nodded. She thought they were all evil and bad and to be avoided but he made them sound well not so bad. Who knew she would probably find out one day when she really didn't want to. That was just life though right?
"Roting trash? Can they be made from anything then?" That was news to her, she hadn't a clue what the ones she had met were made out of and part of her really didn't want to know either. Ewww trash.
"General King, he is in charge right but who is Nealite?" She had only heard the bare basics as for what the negaverse agents were called, she had no idea at all.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 10:53 pm
Nealite's name made the hail senshi vis ably wince. But, she had a prior question. "Yes. trashing. And rotting material. And things I really don't even want to encounter ever again. As for anything...I would like to see a youma made of candy. Just for kicks really. But so far, most have been animal like...but ugly. Once saw a fat cat. It was a youma. All teeth and claws. You've just got to be on guard." A lot of cats in Destiny City. Many of the abnormal kind.
"Nealite however... she is the biggest b***h that even crawled from the deepest, darkest, depths of the negaverse. See her? Kill her if you can, run if you can't. if you kill her, kill her hard. She is a captain. She is a b***h. That is all you need to know. Captains are powerful in comparison to the p***y lieutenants. Be wary, but if you can kill her." New flash! Castor had a hate-on for Nealite. Full story? Never. If only because the full story was of her kicking his a** a few times.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 10:25 am
She listened and really wasn't sure what to make of the cat thing. The cats in this city she would never look at the same way again, including her own two. Cat's were odd things now, without a doubt. They talked, they tried to kill you and once she thought that they were only cats. Well at least she would be more weary now.
"Kill her?" Again with the killing.... "I wouldn't know how to kill and we have already established my power sucks." So she made a note to try and keep away from anyone called Nealite. "Erm... on the off chance she doesn't introduce herself, what does she look like?" Sirius couldn't really imagine the negaverse introducing themselves but then maybe they did.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 1:42 pm
"Uh...true. Sorry. Nealite is just..." the words died on his lips, but it was obvious it was a bitter subject. "Orange hair. Her weapon is a p***y mirror. She may look hott, but she is ugly up close." Castor was not good at giving descriptions. "Mostly, I guess given she's a captain, you should avoid her, leave her to me. Because I will choke that b***h. Hard."
Ahem. Back to more happy subjects.
"Anyway, like I said, do some team ups, try not to piss off other senshi. Especially Sailor Nemesis. She's a bit of a b***h, but still a senshi. Pretty sure we shouldn't kill each other."
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 2:42 am
Sirius just nodded. She didn't want to come across anyone that could kill her and she got the feeling that it was going to be a kill or be killed life from now on. She wasn't overly sure that she liked the idea of that.
"Okay orange hair with mirror, must avoid. Okay I can do that." She smiled gratefully. She wasn't sure how she liked hearing Castor talk so casually about killing but then he had clearly been a senshi a lot longer then she had and some things just needed to be learnt over time.
"Yeah thank you for the lesson and sorry for bugging you with all these questions." She smiled and contemplated what to do now. She would probably go and patrol, like she really should have been doing. She had things to think about now though and they could cause something of a distraction.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:39 pm
Walking to Sirius, Castor looked a bit older, more like a super senshi should look. Taking her face in his hand he seemed serious. The hardness faded and a warm smiled was replaced. "Good luck okay? I don't want to hear about how you got caught by the dog napper late at night." Giving a light kiss to her tiara, Castor winked and ran off to another rooftop, a grin on his lips.
He really wasn't the best of teachers.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 2:02 am
Sirius was confused, really confused as Castor walked towards her but she didn't move because well in some odd way she trusted him. After all he was another senshi. She smiled as he wished her luck and chuckled a little at the 'dog napper' statement. The kissing of her tiara though, that confused her. Was that a normal senshi thing to do? However he was gone before she could ask it.
Oh how random!
She turned and went back on her way. She would slowly head home but patrol on the way.
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