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 Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 12:20 pm
Regulus straightened, the corner of his mouth turning up at Europas question. "Sure I can." He noted, pleased with this fact, but then, he was the Senshi of Pride. "Claws of the Lion!"
He flung another volley at the creature, if anything the blades looking slightly brighter at the swell of pride from their caster, though this made them that much more damaging to everything else as well, and any blades that missed the coffee-youma did their own part to the destruction it had already unleashed inside the Apollo, with thin cuts and scorch marks that smoked faintly, fortunately not lasting enough in duration to set most things on fire. "Maybe there's some cleaning equipment, a sink hose or something that can spray part of it off." He suggested, forced to admit. "I can't throw fire forever."
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 12:34 pm
"I'll go look," nodded Europa, happy to have had good enough taste in boyfriends to have picked one who was useful in battle. She skirted around a couple of tables and vaulted over the counter. Back here was a mess of overturned coffee urns and shattered syrup containers, not to mention broken cups and dishes and a leaking milk steamer. Europa's boots crunched across the shattered glass as she made her way towards the sink and hoped it had one of those hose attachments.
Luckily, it did. Europa grabbed it, pulled it out to all its length, aimed, and turned on the water. A narrow torrent of scalding water shot through the thing. With some maneuvering, she managed to sever one of its extremities.
This only made it mad. It hurled a table at her. Europa did her best to dodge, but it still caught her across the forearm and shin and hurt! This was probably the worst damage she'd taken since becoming a senshi.
The table slammed into the wall and landed on the sink. So much for that. At least the creature was a lot smaller now. She hurled a tray at it, then a few more saucers, to varying degrees of effectiveness.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 3:39 pm
"HEY!" Regulus shouted in protest, not at the scalding stream of water being used, but at the monster for chucking tables at his girlfriend. His SENSHI girlfriend. ((He wasn't about to get over THAT revelation in a hurry.)) "Man there's nothing worse than Bad Coffee!" He snapped, summoning up another volley of 'Claws', of which he'd be able to do one more safely, two more at a stretch. "Get back in the goddamn trash! Claws of the Lion!!"
For a minute, the urge to tell it to submit had been... enormous, accompanying the pride of doing fairly impressive damage to the thing. Good salve for his ego after Wolframite, though it seemed strange to ask a Youma to submit. What the hell would he do with if it did? Still, it had some appeal, to the part of him that was the Senshi of Pride.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 4:01 pm
With their combined efforts, the creature was now only about the size of a large dog, but what remained was still keen on putting up a fight. She didn't really want to get close to it, so the most she could do was circle it while continuing to chuck saucers, some of which did damage and some of which didn't. Too bad the sink was currently spraying water in no particular direction - it had been a big help while it'd lasted.
That was it. The thing seemed to fall apart in water! (Fire, too, but that was to be expected.)
"Regulus," she called, "Keep it distracted! I'm going to find the sprinkler controls!"
She scanned the staff area, eyes alighting on a door marked "Utilities." It that wasn't it, she didn't know what was.
Europa dove out of the way of another flying table and pulled the door open.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 6:03 pm
"Sure!" He grabbed for a discarded mug and chucked it at the monster, figuring that replacing the mugs was the least of the Apollo's worries, if the creature was allowed to run rampant.
Chalk it down to distraction and the surprise of Europa's other identity, but it didn't even occur to him at any level that his own powers might have been able to trip the system... though Europa's system would certainly damage the ceiling less.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 6:47 pm
The overhead lights flickered. A set of secondaries turned on and off, then a trio of decorative lamps hanging, just barely, by their wires over the bar. Tallulah was frantically flipping through switches on the large control board - the labels were all illegible, possibly written in Thai. Another switch set off the fire alarm but no water-
Finally, the sprinklers hissed on, drenching everything with stale water. Europa rushed out of the closet.
"Did it work?" she called to Jaimie as she limped towards the counter. He was in a much better place to see if her plan had worked than she was.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 6:00 am
Jaimie let out a sound that sounded sort of like the astonished, not-in-the-dictionary cross between a yelp and a cuss when the sprinklers finally sputtered and hissed into life, soaking everything with somewhat odoriferous water that had probably been sitting in the pipes since the building went up. Or close enough by the smell of it.
His reaction was still somewhat better than the Youma's however, since the Youma was far worse off under the spray, melting away in thick, soupy rivulets of old, and now partially burnt coffee grounds that pooled across the floor. It was like the wicked witch of the cofffee shop.
"Pft. Yep." Jaimie pushed his sodden bangs out of his face, raising an eyebrow as water continued to soak the room. "Good thought."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 6:18 am
"I don't know how to turn it of," shrugged Europa, jumping wincingly over the counter. Ouch, ouch, ouch! Her hip hurt! She limped towards Regulus, her boots squeaking on the wet tile. She gave him an appraising look.
"I think we make a good team," pronounced Sailor Europa, but she was already looking past her boyfriend to the crowd of onlookers. "But I think we should go somewhere else to talk. We've got an audience."
She limped towards the door, then stopped and waited for him to catch up. "Sorry," she sighed, massaging her hip. "Can I lean on you?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 7:23 am
"Yeah, we did pretty good. Especially for just winging it." He admitted, glancing outside at the crowd. "But yeah, lets get out of here." He offered her his shoulder, turning a scowl on the crowd, hoping it would discourage anyone from trying to block their retreat. "...So I guess we've got a lot to discuss..."
But then they'd have plenty of time.
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