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Always. Always his most prized possessions. It was like the beaconed knees like moths to a flame. Only the moths didn't get burned and the flame got put out. Poor flames. They ached.

As he fell to his knees with a hiss, Castor watched as she turned and began to run. Come on. At least try to fight him like Nemesis. Still, getting up and running after the blow was a bit hard, but, Castor was a stubborn one.
"Mu! Honey! Come on back! I don't think I've been properly introduced to your assets!"

"Baby! Honey! Sweet Cheeks!" Castor was coming up with more nicknames. Brilliant. As she paused to look around, Castor used this change to close in. "Don't you want to get to know me better? A little more intimately? We are one the same side after all." MuCephi had little options. Keep running and hope she lost him, attack him, or...face him. And from his laughing tone, she might not want him getting close again.

He'd gotten a bit closer to her now. "Babe, my only regret is that we didn't meet sooner. I -Jesus don't hurt your self! Save that s**t for the bedroom!" He was a little freaked about the hair pin. Kinky he could do. But...yeah. Not a fan of this kind of stuff. Well, not to this extreme anyway.

"Why don't we find somewhere else? Maybe a bit warmer and indoors. I know of a rather charming venue. Very nice silken bed tops. Some fine wine. We could have a good time, I promise!" He was chuckling. Maybe he just didn't hear how bad he sounded.

"You you prefer I ask you for a ride in song?" At this point, he was getting ready to start singing some bad ove song, off key as normal, when he heard her attack. Before he could even let out a 'Hold on baby, they party hasn't started', he felt the sting of needles all along his body. As he felt one on his face, quickly covering his eyes with his hands, he could vaguely see what it was.

Needles made from her blood.

"s**t!" As he did his best to keep standing, he was got mad. Castor was not a good thinker when mad. As the needles stopped the assault, he lowered his arms from his face, grunting at the stinging sensation along his body.
"You really shouldn't have done that."

He was supposed to get mad with her. He was. He was supposed to stay mad at her.

He was not.

Castor grined as he realized yes, he was pushing it, and yeah, if someone caught him they would blow the rape whistle. Briefly he wondered why Astraea didn't give them to female senshi. Oh well. The antics were fun while they lasted. "Trust me when I say half the senshi population already knows...or they soon will in any case. I get around like that." Castor said this like it was something to be proud of. "And I never said what I did was okay. After all, going around causes hundreds in property damage isn't okay but I still do it."

He approached her, and with the various cuts, he looked downright threatening. "...I just like ruffling your feathers. And every senshi's really. Girls in general. It's fun to watch your reactions." He slapped her butt. "It also feels good. Nice and firm." He laughed, quickly back away. To him it was just a game. "I'll let you touch mine if you let me fondle your's?"

Senshi might need to petition Astraea for a rape whistle to go along with the pen.