[Senshi] Sailor Arsinoë // Lucien Carden

[TheMadHatter]

Solo - 01.10.11 // House Hunting for Dummies

With Christmas and New Years gone he was itching to get his housing situation settled. The real estate agent had been surprisingly helpful once he’d returned home and he’d been given a list of a few apartments and one condo that were in his budget. He’d taken Cordy with him to look at the places so he’d have some sort of second opinion. He’d even taken his camera so he could document the various apartments and go over the albums later to see which one he liked best. It wasn’t as easy as he’d hoped but thankfully it wasn’t as hard as he’d feared either. With the agent doing most of the work all he really had to do was decide which place he liked best. In the end it looked like it was going to come down to layout and proximity to the school.

After visiting all the places he’d gone home and printed out the pictures of his choices and spread them out on the floor in groups. He’d gotten a good range of views and with a little bit of shuffling almost had a full layout of each apartment for his viewing pleasure. Cordy had given him some good suggestions on the spaces but he wasn’t sure he wanted the same thing out of them that she would have. Different needs and way different tastes made it hard to get help choosing somewhere you’d be living for the next half a year at least.

The large open floorplan apartment had looked nice. Everything was clean lines and it was close to school. He just wasn’t sure what he’d –do- with all that open space. It wasn’t like he’d be entertaining or holding parties which was what he figured people usually did when they had that sort of space available. He really liked the kitchen in the apartment closest to the Carden’s home but everything else was closed off and almost gloomy. The condo and the apartment between the school and the Carden’s house were his favorite. The condo seemed nice because it had two floors so he could easily hide things from guests by not letting them upstairs. The apartment was nice because it was the lowest priced one and had a huge bedroom (though the other rooms were lacking a bit). The condo also came with appliances including a washer and dryer so he wouldn’t have to worry about adding that into his budget. Everything was up to date and energy efficient too which would have made his mother happy.

After hours of poking through pictures and thinking up possibilities and asking his cousin for her opinion he decided he would take another look at the condo. It was the second most expensive of the places but it seemed to be the one that had everything he wanted and needed. It also had a rent to own option that he could hop into if/when ever he wanted.

He’d called the agent that afternoon to set up another walkthrough for later in the week.  

[TheMadHatter]

Solo - 2.8.11 // Aftermath of Elysian

Two days.

It had been two days since the Senshi and the Negaverse had face off in the strange place called Elysian and he was still suffering for everything he’d done. Sometimes he did nothing but call himself stupid for acting the way he had and other times he wondered if that wasn’t how he was supposed to act. Senshi weren’t supposed to be afraid to fight and for the first time in his life he hadn’t been.

No that was wrong. He’d been terrified but he’d done it anyway. He’d stepped up and taken on one of the disgusting people who’d let themselves be taken over by darkness. He was proud of himself in a way. He’d done something that if he’d been asked three days ago he’d have told you he’d never even dream of doing. He’d taken on the darkness –alone- and he hadn’t failed completely. Sure he’d technically come out the looser in that fight but that didn’t matter. He’d still done it.

He had the scars to prove it too. Whatever electrical attack the blond b*****d had used on him had left its mark forever on his skin. He still couldn’t walk well without pain and spent most of the time hopping around his condo if he could. The burn was still red and raw in some places and he was trying to keep it covered as much as possible. The burn cream was helping but every time he so much as moved a muscle on that leg the pain flared up again. He knew it would leave a scar and he’d have a constant reminder of how much he –hated- the blond.

Hated might not have even been the right word. Absolutely loathed to the bottom of his soul may have been better.

He couldn’t do anything about it though. He couldn’t walk so he certainly couldn’t fight and that didn’t even count all the other bruises that had made themselves known over the course of the last two days. HE was thankful at least for having the condo. No one that didn’t need to know, or didn’t already know, would have the chance to ask what had happened. If he was lucky no one would have to see him until he could fake being okay. As long as he could walk without wincing or limping he could cover up the other bruises.

As soon as he was healed though the little blond ******** was going to get it and he would get it good and hard. He had his description, he’d never forget it, and someone else had to have seen him before. He could ask around and keep an eye out and when he found the little ******** he’d make him pay.

Whoever the Negaverser was he’d just shoved himself to the top of his personal chart of “needs to be destroyed”.