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 Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 5:48 pm
"Work first. Rockstar later." she reminded as the Captain complained in vain. She chose to ignore his comment about it being a party.
"Well, really there's a few things we should discuss." Heather plopped herself down in the armchair, but not before snapping up a cookie herself.
"First and foremost, I'm curious about what sort of experience you do have with senshi, or with gathering seeds on your own. Also if you have any ideas of what you think would be a useful method for gathering, well, actually." she stopped for a moment, thinking over what she actually wanted to say.
"I suppose this is more of a brainstorming session at the moment." she quickly turned her eyes to Demy, "And no, your brain doesn't do better on Rockstar, before you even ask."
"Anyways, it's getting harder to get seeds these days, with all the publicity out there, and the ever growing number of senshi. We need to become more efficient with our work, avoid issues that would set us back. There's only so many times you can pull a hobo's starseed before you run out of hobos." she chuckled.
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 6:25 pm
"I suapose that's almost enough reason to keep me from simply dropping in, I'll try to call before showing up in your dorm half dead begging for help then." Nestling deeper into the couch she took another cookie nibbling on the edge of it as Heather spoke before leaning forward with a sigh.
"I've dealt lightly with them, after I got here I lost most of my memories, actually only the ones of being a Senshi so I don't have some magic playbook, all I know is I avoided them while I was keeping low and only recently started bumping into them again as I started going on patrol again." She frowned, "The last one I dealt with wasn't a normal Senshi, she wasn't part of the moon court? Or she was but worked for a different member of it. Either way that fight ended with me half poisoned throwing up in an alleyway..." Her eyes narrowed and the cookie in her hand started to crack and crumble as she squeezed down on it.
After a moment she responded again, "Gathering seeds isn't hard, if you keep a somewhat low profile, act innocent till you strike. Girls have it easier then guys, also bars and clubs, anywhere people aren't in the right mind. Though I've heard of some Senshi's watching the red district because of how easy it is to harvest those kind of people."
She frowned again wondering what to do about it all. In the meantime she dug into her bag pulling out a sketchbook bound in leather with a thick lock on it which she opened with a key hidden on a necklace she was wearing. With the book open she flipped to a page tossing it on the table. It was a sketch of Sailor Flora. Not exactly accurate but close enough. "That was the one who got me last time though."
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 6:59 pm
"It DOES work better on Rockstar and you know it Heather. It's my brain fuel maaaaan..."
The boy grumped a bit, adjusting his method of sitting in the seat. Namely, he quickly threw his legs over one arm of the chair and rested his head on the other. Ahhh, giant comfortable La-Z Boy chair. Mmmm
"I hit here and there."
Not that Heather had asked -him- but he was going to put his two cents in either way.
"Grab a starseed in one alley. Hop a few blocks over, hit one there, rinse and repeat. I can do this all night...but I also have more energy than I know what to do with. Usually."
He raised a hand to fiddle with his bangs as he talked on.
"Honestly, I'm looking into the idea of drawing people in. And that goes for civilians -and- Senshi. Senshi starseeds are a pretty damn nice thing to hand in too. Then....there's that plan I've been working on."
Which is as far as he ever got into the discussion of his mysterious 'plan'.
As the book was tossed on the table, Demy sat up enough to take a glance at it.
"Don't recognize her. What's her name? Sphere? Any idea? Being poisoned and hurling doesn't sound like my idea of a good time."
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 8:52 pm
"Well, it's good to know you have some experience under your belt then." Heather offered in Lorelei's direction. "It's a start." she took a bite of her cookie as Lorelei pulled out the sketch of the senshi. Heather's nose scrunched up as she looked at it. Wasn't any senshi she'd ever encountered on her travels, that was for sure.
"I try to keep out of the red district myself, have dealt with that a couple of times, wasn't fun." she grumbled, thinking back to some awkward star seed gathering sessions.
"I don't recognize that senshi though either." she added after Demy started in with the 20 questions. Though she drew her eyes from the image for a moment, to stare at the way he was no sitting in her chair.
Ugh.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 7:52 am
Lorelei continued to remain slumped in her seat staring at her sketch book as the battle replayed in her head. While the other two commented on the sketch Lorelei was trying to grab details from the fight, the conversation before it, and just how everything went down.
"Her name was Flora, and I think whatever it was she used was pollen... but it wasn't normal it was magic, she could move it around sort of and we both fought in the general area of it." She closed her eyes and her forehead started to crease with thought and irritation. "It made me dizzy, and she got a punch in, forced me to breath it in. Just went down hill after that. I bailed out and ended up loosing it in an alleyway."
Finally opening her eyes and looking rather depressed she leaned forward to take her sketch book back as well as another cookie. This one was clearly a comfort cookie as she snatched the largest one in the pile that Demy has probably missed.
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 8:11 pm
"Greeeeat, another one with an area affecting attack. Wonderful."
Demy sighed, immediately slouching back into his seat.
"Sailor Lyra, who is my target by the way, also has an attack that screws up the entire space the battle is in. Well, actually no now she has two. The one spreads this irritating dust all over the place that makes it damn near impossible to see in, and the second one burns like hell. It's dust too though."
The boy stared at the cookies a moment, willing one to just...float over. Unfortunately he wasn't in tune with the force so he had to continue his talking without the added fuel of delicious cookie.
"You're lucky, you have us to teach you! Coulda been worse. A lot worse."
After all she could have had the old general king breathing down her neck.
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