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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 5:15 pm

More strange mutterings. He didn't have time to consider their use when the beast collapsed and tunneled into a morbid entourage for a sword of blood. At that moment, speed differentials became clear, for the jagged blood ran far faster than any dagger thrown by a normal man. Reaction time afforded little recompense; the dagger deteriorated with its torrent of ash. Remnants of the attack struck Shale's face and arm, marking him in some kind of magical blood that only formed the binding agent for ash to light on his body.

Shale spat to avoid tasting the revolting mixture. "That... Was effective," he admitted at last. A hand raised to cover mouth, smearing about some of the ash that so generously showered down upon him. With the youma gone, it leaves only the questions that most should have when faced with a senshi. What are you, how long, why. Do I have to play these charades? It's all moot when I have to spoil Jack's identity to the Negaverse.

It is disappointing, but I am not sorry.

Deciding the questions could wait, he approached Jack-senshi slowly. "Thanks for ending that quickly. Any other way might've left us crippled or dead."

Instead of us, it will be you.

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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 7:04 pm

"Effective-schmecfective!" Sandrine crossed the distance between them, what had once held a Youma, with some slips on ash but no less eagerness. His shoulders were taken in hand and he was manually turned this way and that as the senshi craned as well to make sure no part of him was bloodied, impaled, smashed, smooshed or mutilated.

Then he was given himself back again with relieved giggle, stomping on the last of the words. "Candlefencing Crumb of a biscuit you're in one piece. That was intense. You okay, though? Outside's fine, as is I see. But inside. I mean. "

"Don't tell this around, yeah? You know me, rockman- I'm still me. I'm no terrorist, whatever a buncha talking heads are saying on the news like its pisspaper journalism all over again. It's not been long. It's not something I just out to people, but those things. Well, you smelt the theater, fish smelt and a hundred times horrible. Those monsters do that to people all over, and the cops can't touch them half as fast as my lobbing weirdo scimitars about like Inigo Montoya. I can't just let them hurt people. People like you and me. It would have nommed us for certain. " Sandrine looked back at the pile of ashes, grim-mouthed and disapproving.

"But the cops and stuff. People just do what they think is right, with whatever shite idea someone else sticks in their nob."

"Can I trust you? I mean...it's not like I'm going to do anything if you're like 'i can't keep your secret'...but it'd really suck. At least it's between semesters and all. But I want to stay here. Help people. Finish college. Explore around more and not have to be playing witness protection by myself. C'mon? Be my wingman?" Electric blue eyes widened with pleading, turning back on Shale with as much mix of ethos and pathos as the senshi had inside. I need a friend. I saved you, right? And you know me? It's not going to get weird? You'd never make anything weird, right? No buttfun on your watch?

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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 7:38 pm

Shale frowned during inspection. "I'm fine. Really." The scrutiny persisted, and he kept still through it until she was satisfied.

Candlefencing crumb... what? Shale's confusion wore plainly on his face while he stood with hands tucked into back pockets, hip cocked slightly while he evaluated the friend-c**-senshi in front of him. The wardrobe looked like nothing Jack herself would pick - he imagined that more grandiose colors and garish display were in order there - but the white bodice of it gave away any affiliation. It disappointed him, but he offered no show of it. He sighed through nose, taking a long moment to determine his response. He loathed to open his mouth and out himself of his participation in the war, or worsen an already precarious situation.

"I've met youma before, outside of the city. It's where this came from," he finished with a gesture toward the tattoo encircling his eye. "I've known of their existence. It's... More about your..." A pause, another sigh. "It's not something I ever expected in making friends with anyone here. It isn't something I even thought to consider. The talk of terrorists and their fights is all ambient noise - some situation that occurs eternally outside of my life until now."

"I'm not arguing that you're a terrorist." He glanced toward the ashes that still stirred around their feet. Most had settled into some rough approximation of a dusting. He wondered what would come of it - if the ash would simply fade into the background of a place like this, or if it might swirl and escape into the outdoors with any memory of the creature here. "You are right - we would be dead in a fight against one of them. It's a certainty without that kind of power." Finally he withdrew a hand from pocket enough to start wiping at some of the blood-sludge clamming on his face. It came away easily enough while still fresh.

"You don't need to worry about your secret." The pleading look earned a furrow of brow. He pressed the mudded-ash hand to her forehead to push her away during her desperate appeal toward any empathy he might've had. "We have enough adrenaline going that needs burning off. If you're still interested in it, let's get through the rest of this place. You have the firepower to deal with intruders as it is." I might as well explore the perks of a senshi at side while I can. Keeping secrets... I'm certain her intentions are noble. I can't imagine them as anything otherwise. But what use are 'good' and 'right'?

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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 12:47 am

"Yeah...well, I think it's just nutters wake up in the morning thinking 'Yeah dawg, I'm next up in line for glittershits,' like its all divine right of kings. I wasn't expecting to be tossed into it myself when I came to DCU. They just had affordable tuition. So we're even on the 'did not expect this' merry go round. " Sandrine motioned along the length of body from shoulders to knees, "Who in their right mind, except a pervy mouthbreather, would think anyone wears anything like this to go Fight Club on some tooth, landborn jellyfish or something?"

not something he'd expect, though- that means we're friends, right? Because I have to already be a friend for the weirdness of being friend WITH me.

The push earned a laugh, and Sandrine waited as he passed to crouch and scoop some ash up. Two can play the smudge game "Sweet. We're already here, yeah? And no stink so we can have full run. "

The senshi attempted a bouncy nonchalant to catch up to him as they headed for the door before lunging with two handfuls of ash at his back on a fly-by, "TAG. You're it."

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