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 Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 7:19 pm
To say Orpheus was enjoying this was a bit of an understatement. There were things he did that he enjoyed such as sparring with Doug and fooling around with Zia but this? This was the cherry on the top of the cake and right now he couldn't even think of just how wrong it was. All that mattered was beating the s**t out of this punk a** and showing him his place so when Zippeite got back to his feet like the fool he was and then charged at Orpheus... well, Orpheus refused to be held accountable for what happened next.
The clash of bodies was laughable at best because of Orpheus' towering size and Zippeite's lack of finesse or intention, crash into him was all he did. He pushed Orpheus back just a bit, enough that Orpheus slid his foot back to get a better stance before picking the lieutenant up and throwing him through a window. Thankfully for a poor unfortunate shop owner, this wasn't 17 Waverly. Instead, the store front Orpheus had thrown him through was actually an old bookstore that had been run out of business by larger companies. It made him feel even less accountable, not that he was feeling all that accountable to start with since this was all Zippeite's fault to begin with.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 8:41 am
It had been a while since Zippeite took a beating this persistent. But he wasn't about to give in just because his little frame literally went flying through a window.
He was going to stumble and stagger, though. His uniform had suffered a variety cuts revealing the lacerations beneath as the glass crunched beneath his boots.
He groaned and grimaced and bit back frustrated tears as his analyzed his hopeless situation. Cornered and unable to run away or forward, he was looking for a way out. One glance to his hand, he flexed his fingers and with some minor stiffness, climbed out of the void that was once a bookstore window frame, and charged Orpheus again, this time, aiming. He had intentions this time around, and he was going for his starseed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 10:04 pm
Zippeite had no plan of attack at all. He had intention but he left himself wide open to Oprheus' boot up his a**. It wasn't good enough though, and the Dark Mirror Senshi of Charm had just the idea. He parried Zippeite's attack, luring back defensively until his position lined up and his shot was open. A good shot to the gut to get the lieutenant to lurch forward, and then the larger male picked the smaller male up in what he would claim was a piece of cake. Finally, he threw him again... right into a garbage can.
"That's where trash belongs so make yourself at home."
With a cocky grin on his face Orpheus kicked the side of the garbage can, causing the lid to close down. It wasn't going to trap him in there but it sure made a great end to his victory. It had been short but it was glorious. All that he had left now was to power down, head home and claim his victory prize: one large pineapple pizza with olives, extra pineapple.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 11:25 pm
The retaliation hurt, but the garage can was humiliating. Zippeite toppled out of it with a groan, crawling on his hands and knees and glancing over to see him walking away. Smug and satisfied. He thought he'd won.
And he had, really, but Zippeite still wanted someone to suffer.
And there was a someone. A nearby someone. The bookstore he had been thrown through was closed up but apparently not empty. He hadn't noticed when he was in it, probably because she had moved AWAY from the freak show shattering through the window, but he caught a glimpse of the small woman trying to make her way out unnoticed by the battling agents of Chaos.
He smirked. They were about the same size, and probably the same age, but he had a helping of Chaos running through him. He could overpower her easily.
He darted, he grabbed, he wrapped a chunk of ash brown hair around his hand and jerked her down as she screamed. "HEY," He shouted, hoarse and broken at Orpheus' back. "Just so you know, if you hadn't come around tonight," There was a pause to scowl down at the the girl and her obnoxious chocked sobs and pleas he could barely understand, "Then she would've lived."
Someone was going to suffer tonight. Someone besides him. In one quick swoop-- as much as he would've like to savor it, he was worried Orpheus would close the distance and play hero-- he reached into her chest and ripped the starseed from her chest and watched with honest satisfaction as the life instantly left the body and it dropped in front of his boots. He even gave her limp skull a hard crack of a kick with his boot with a laugh.
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 10:26 am
Orpheus had almost gotten out of sight when Zippeite called to him. He didn't give him the satisfaction of looking back, and perhaps that was for the best because watching him murder someone right there and then might have made him turn around and give him a taste of his own medicine. The words Zippeite spoke may have been true in a sense but Orpheus wasn't foolish enough to believe that a murderer really needed him to be there to push him to kill, especially not when he was beating the s**t out of a child.
He'd saved her and that was satisfying enough. He didn't believe he could save everyone, and he didn't aim to. Those lucky enough to perk his interest, and those unfortunate to not. It didn't make him any more of a monster, but this whole night did teach Orpheus something as he disappear from Zippeite's view: Senshi or not, everyone in this world was capable of evil if they allowed themselves to. A lavel was not what made the deciding factor but instead the choices they made. Perhaps tonight he wouldn't be quite as disgusted with himself for being a senshi as he was the last but it would still take time before he would be able to feel comfortable in these pointed shoes.
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