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 Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:16 pm
"Lyra, what the hell are you doing?"
The blonde frowned as his attack was blocked (though...a part of him was glad he hadn't hurt the Phoenix either...this was all so confusing!). She....she was good as well, right? Wouldn't she want to see the Phoenix defeated? The city saved? Wouldn't she have been proud that he stood to fight -with- her on this?
But instead she had knocked the weapon aside, rendering his attack useless. He frowned some more, thinking of the best possible way to fix this.
"Lyra...come here."
Not that she had a choice. The Captain quickly walked over
and wrapped Lyra in a tight hug.
"It's okay! The light will protect us, it always does...right?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:18 pm
"Yet!" Scylla snapped, and then there was a hum from the beast, and Scylla found herself blinking, her grip loosening on the other woman's hair, falling from fingers that were suddenly limp.
She didn't want to hurt Zanazzite as much anymore... how could she? The thing she'd called a monster was.... so beautiful. And just like Zanazzite, she wanted... she needed.... to protect it.
Or she'd thought it was just like Zanazzite. The other woman proceeded to promptly betray her, and take Ares' divine punishment. "PICK A SIDE." she screamed at Zanazzite, reaching up to grip her own hair, frustrated. "Why do you always have to FIGHT us?!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:19 pm
Hid breathing slowed as corruption felt like over took him. Then-
Three notes.
The world shifted. Standing upright, Castor looked at the black Pheonix and smiled. He was smiling. "Hey." His eyes no longer filled with pity. With hate. With disgust. No, they were filled with kindness, a gentleness not shown to any youma, but to perhaps at one point to the woman the youma had consumed. The gentle smiled faded ad the Prince looked around him, and his smile vanished. No, they would not bring harm to the creature.
"Shall I lend you a hand?" He asked, wondering if his voice could reach the beast. Lifting his good wing, Castor let out a small chuckle. "Or a wing perhaps?"
Standing in front of the Youma, Castor's face was the image of dark, battle lust. "You will not harm the youma." He would crush those who tried.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:19 pm
Blond? Ok, maybe. Some people would call him blond, even though his hair was really white. He'd been called blond, those who said that said he was just that pale of a blond color.
Seeing Birhan heading his way, to prevent his attack, he hurried his throw before a hand lashed out to slap her. "Nice try, a touch too slow though." Came the slightly cocky response from him, followed by something of a smile, or a grin of triumph.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:21 pm
Bellatrix flew and hit the wall, and Themis let out a satisfied smirk.
He should have felt bad. He really should have. Xavier Avery would have, but the boy had all but felt the building. There was no love toward the senshi he was fighting, even if there should have been.
There was only darkness, flickering and burning though his starseed like a wildfire.
Then she launched herself at him, and moved to dodge - this was enough to throw her off her mark of graping his floor-length ponytail - at least to him it was floor-length, even though in reality it wasn't.
Hair pulling. Typical girl buisness, really. Tsk.
He moved as fast as he could, aiming to grap her own braid and fling her. Two could play that game.
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LadyNozomi rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:21 pm
The girl had seen Gianfar coming towards her with glee, hoping to engage with the interloper, hoping to put out the pain in her chest with the pain of another. Perseus wanted to feel something, anything, that allowed her to close the gap of emptyness within her chest.
Something made her turn though, and that was the wave of darkness that had just swept over everything. And just like that, Perseus was awestruck by the Phoenix. How could a side that created something so beautiful and powerful be bad? How could they be negative? Perseus allowed the darkness to wash over her, bright eyes embracing her hidden dark side, and for a short amount of time the dark shadow cast upon her starseed. Brushing off her uniform, she stood, forgetting everything that she was going to do with Gianfar and trying to move closer to the bird.
Perseus removed the errant spike, letting it drop, and all but growled at the strange green haired woman nearby. She was trying to hurt the great bird! How could she? How dare she try and attack the godly Phoenix? "You will not interfere!" The sailor dove at her, trying to block her attack from getting anywhere near the great creature.
((Blocking Zinkelite's (zinkenite/lauralite) attack))
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:22 pm
"If the cities destruction meant getting rid of YOU pesky senshi, and protecting the world from your taint? Then yes... i would dare." She hissed at the manshi. "The world would be better without you."
She had still had the weapon in her hand, about ready to SWING it at the man because the stupid thing zapped her... but she soon was caught off guard by the HUG
Hugs....from the enemy.
Who knew?
Reaction? Patting him on the head a few times, looking rather nervous. "....Look, this lovey dovey crap is cute but.... get off or i will shove the stick of this guitar where the sun dont shine."
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:23 pm
The cry from Ares had Zanazziite turning, her rubble flying off course. She didn't have much time to process what she said (Great Youma?), before a torch was flying at her. Violet eyes widened, why were they doing this?! She was trying to save them all! She tried to duck, but she wasn't fast enough the torch hitting her in the face. Zanazziite stumbled back as her glasses cracked on one side, sending spiderwebs across her vision.
Catching herself before she fell she pushed her now completely disheveled hair out of her face, staring at Scylla in disbelief. "I'm a good guy! I'm trying to SAVE us!." She pointed to the dragon. "That...thing isn't natural! It shouldn't be allowed to survive." She didn't want to fight, not with them, she just wanted to save them from the dragon thing. Then, and only then would they all be able to save the Earth, together.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:25 pm
Mmm, say what about girl tactics? Bellatrix turned around from what would have been a back-to-back situation, and the two were once again face to face. As he was reaching for her ponytail, her hand reached up and..
Delivered a simple, yet hard, slap to the face. And there was the most pleasant of smile on her own face. Whether or not her braid was in his had at the moment. It had all seemed to happen in an instant. And then a great pause afterward,..which seemed great anyway. It probably wasn't that long.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:26 pm
The pat on his head brought about an odd reaction.
One that sounded...
strangely like.......
happy purring?.
Yes, Scheelite was currently purring away like a content cat as he hugged his enemy. If he just kept hugging she'd see the light! She'd have to! Though that guitar threat didn't sound particularly nice...
He knew how to fix this! MORE HUGS!
"HEY GUYS...anyone? Cmon over here! We need some more hugs, STAT!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:28 pm
The Black Phoenix seemed to be fading fast. The power she had just unleashed had taken it out of her, and it was with a heavy pang that she realized the consequences of her choice. Now the slings and arrows of the very Negaverse she fought alongside began to strike her, and she was much too weak to fight against it. The only attempt she made was lifting one wing to drape over her face.
She heard the voices of senshi calling out for her protection, of Prince Castor. In spite of how it rankled her stomach, the Black Phoenix allowed them to continue protecting her. What other choice did she have? The illusion would have to run its course. She could not stop it.
Lying on the building, the Great Youma simply wanted to survive long enough to fight again.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:29 pm
Had she just...
Had she just slapped him like a little b***h ?
Okay, that was it. The b***h was going to DIE.
Themis growled, then shoved her as hard as he could, then tried to reach in for her starseed.
...Fat good that did him. He got a nice boob feel, though.
He did look rather confused, though... Ah, maybe she needed to be beaten on a little more ! Okay !
So he reached to kick her.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:32 pm
Cold blue eyes stared down at Alkaid. How could she have ever been defeated by someone so weak, someone who crumbled underneath the truth of their own morality? The darkness had consumed her, and in her heart there was no room for pity, there was no room for mercy. Alkaid was down, and she would kill that disruption in her life. If Alkaid was gone, there would be no reason for her waver in her own decisions. If Alkaid was gone, she would not have to decide whether to show the senshi mercy for saving her. If they were all ******** gone, she'd never be plagued again by indecision and pity. She'd be free.
"You'll die now, nothing more than the piece of worthless s**t that you are. You'll die with tears in your eyes, and that's disgusting. You're ******** disgusting, and I don't know why I ever felt anything for you. I'll eliminate my own weakness with your death." Her hand reached down, and if she used a little surge of energy, she could use her attack. She could wrap her fingers around Alkaid's neck and watch the skin weaken underneath them. Her skin would brown and then pop sickeningly, Nemesis had seen the effects her attack did upon human flesh more than once. It would only take a few seconds to get down to the muscle, and that too would decay under her touch. Alkaid wouldn't be able to breath, and then how easy would it be to snap her neck when there was not much muscle to protect it?
She froze in the middle of her action, blue eyes swiveling over to the Black Phoenix. This was the creature that had showed her the light in the darkness, that had in a few seconds shown Nemesis how to conquer her own weaknesses. Nemesis was indebted to the creature, and she would not let anyone harm it. Her priorities switched - Alkaid was not assaulting the Black Phoenix, and so Alkaid did not matter.
She could settle her personal vendetta with the girl later.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:32 pm
Hey...
Hey....
HEY !
"Scheeeeeee." Fluorite whined, side-flying right to where her captain and Lyra were having their hug party. "Why did you start a hug party without me ?" She pouted.
Then landed, and threw her arms around him. "It's okay, I forgive you !"
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:32 pm
Damn! The Pirate Senshi scowled as Hel blocked his attack, his punch sending it spiraling away. The scowl slid into a snarling grin as he realized that Hel was defenseless. "Wrong? Oh, no," he purred as he took a step towards her, his fingers curling into claw-like shapes before flexing slowly. "No, this is all right."
His grin faltered as the spear reappeared back in her hands. "You think simple little tricks like that can protect you?" Sailor Merope spat as she jumped towards him, side-stepping. "You need think think faster if that little trick will get the better of me!" His left arm shot out, directing an upward punch towards her gut. "Give up! You're hopeless!"
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