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 Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 8:47 pm
S-Sailor Gay Pride?
… Pomona’s constipated look would have to be forgiven, because she was desperately choking back her laughter. Oh, that was great! And it was just the mood-lifter she needed to help her ignore the nasty stench and scramble down the fire escape.
Luckily for everyone, Iris’s rainbow ribbon lassoed the two youmas together and bound the porta-potty’s mouth/door shut. The combination of the slicing of the ribbon and Pepper Grenade that went sailing into Little John’s bowl was enough to finally vanquish the twin terrors in a cloud of dust. A stinky cloud of dust, of course.
“ Whoop-” cough “eee?” Gag.
Crisis averted, Pomona reverted to full flail mode, shaking her head and flapping her hands in an attempt to simultaneously wave away the stench and try to communicate something through hand signals. It might’ve been indecipherable, but how she was slowly moving away was a clue that she was trying to remove them from the scene of the olfactory crime.
“ There should be a Senshi of Perfume for time like this.” She muttered, before gesturing between her two comrades. “ Babylon, meet the Butt-winged Rainbow Avenger. Iris, this is the Knight of the Awesome Spiky Glowstick.”
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:04 pm
"Lantern," corrected Babylon, sliding down the last length of the ladder and joining the two senshi on the ground. "It's a lantern." It was a glowstick two ranks ago and he was eternally glad it had gotten past that phase in its development. "Pleasure to meet you," he said to Iris, bowing a little bit to the eternal senshi. "I appreciate the save. Like, forever."
He gestured, making a complete circle and pointing to his slightly askew nose. "Eternal gratitude written all over my face. See?" At which point he accidentally breathed through his nose and noticed that Pomona was edging away from the scene of the crime. Like, that and he was still wearing a cape dripping with raw sewage.
"I'll have to repay you for it some other time, though," he added with a frown, rolling his shoulders uncomfortably. "Seeing as I smell like a waste treatment plant and am in very sorry need of a hot shower. So. You're both lovely ladies, it was a pleasure cleaning up the streets with you, I am going to go use my apartment building's entire supply of hot water, good night."
Shouldering his lantern, he spun on his heels and started up the street.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 6:49 am
It stank like crazy, but Iris already had the lovely shock of inhaling too deeply. Where the others seemed to be moving away, the blonde didn't seem to really budge from her spot. The smell was already on her and it wasn't going to go away any faster if she scurried off.
"Senshi of Perfume would be gay..." There was an underlying context to her tone which sounded as if she hadn't appreciated the nickname earlier.
With introductions made, Iris was about to reach out and offer a handshake, as were what she considered to be "good manners." However, it seemed as if Babylon was more interested in rushing off to clean himself off. Rolling her eyes slightly, she turned away and uttered "...Yeah... don't bother repayin' me... Babylon...I don't want it..."
She gave Pomona a half wave. "I'll see ya 'round..." before dashing up the street as well, though making certain to take a different path from the knight.
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