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 Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:31 pm
The caffeine Youma was all twitchy like...someone on a really bad caffeine high. And not only that, but it was fast. Bellatrix was barely out of the way before it crashed down upon the place she had once stood. Now she was up in the freaken rafters like a n00b in a chat room.
The Youma seemed convinced that she was gone, and was now going after drinks that the customers who had fled had abandoned.
"CAFFIENE CAFFIENEEEEEEEEE! OH!" Something hard hit it in its head. It would seem the youma was...well, not exactly liquid, but not exactly solid either. Actually it was kind of gelatinous. Or maybe like Jello that hadn't fully set up yet. Either way, it quickly turned its gaze back up to Bellatrix, and lunged again. Bellatrix jumped down. Okay really, she could play THAT game all day, but she really didn't want to cause too much damage to this place. She was trying to think of a way to get rid of this thing. Where was a mob, or a vacuum or one of those Ghost Busters vacuum things when you needed one?
"Say, if you want to feel useful, start tossing out suggestions on how to get rid of this thing." That was as much as she would allow Xavier to get involved, lest he start throwing things... But hey - he wanted to be of use? Well, start thinking. Even if guys aren't particularly good at that some times.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:43 pm
Oh, now she wanted a backseat driver ?!
He was sorely tempted to just say 'give me my pen, and we'll talk', but he wasn't that much of an a**. His free hand peeked out from under the table to save Bell's drink from youma-induced ends, through.
But still, it was a god damn jello pokemon on crack. Xavier wasn't impressed, though in his situation, this was much better than a spider that spit out acid.
"When in doubt, start throwing sharp, pointy objects. It's got to have a weak point somewhere." It was as good as a thought as any. "It's kind of hard to tell from this angle."
Oh, burn. He finished his cake, and seemed to make good on one of Bellatrix's thoughts - the plate was thrown, and it hit the youma in the eye. It wasn't a very hard throw, but it screeched in pain.
"There you go." He started sipping on his latte.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:51 pm
Men. God damnit, Nappa. Other expletives. Bellatrix really wished she had her spear right about now, or she WOULD poke the s**t out of this thing. It was then bell saw the plate slam the Youma's eye. It screetched, and went lunging in the direction the projectile had come from.
The next moment Bellatrix was there, in front of the table, in the Youma's path; "AMAZON CHAKRAM" and one golden disk was sent towards the Youma which was only seconds away. There was no way that attack missed. That was also the shortest time Bell had ever taken to charge and fire her attack. But of course, Bellatrix had never had quite such....motivation before.
The Youma dropped to the floor, temporarily paralyzed by the determination-induced pain it felt.
Now bell needed something sharp. She eyed the broken plate on the floor.
She was gonna poke it. Err,...stab it. UMMMM, FIND ITS WEAK POINT. Yeah, that's it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:59 pm
This wasn't the smartest thing he'd ever did, that was for sure. The youma was coming right for him, and his plan was to curl up into a ball like a hedgehog and play dead.
Bellatrix seemed to have other plans, though, as she stepped right in front of his hiding place to throw off her attack. And it was at that very moment that Xavier found the advantage of female senshi wearing short skirts.
He was a hot-blooded straight male, after all. The fact that the lovely bit of booty was attached to the girl he had a not-so-hidden crush on probably helped.
Thankfully for his manhood, his brain to mouth filter endured, and he took the bodice flash in silence. "There were knives on the tables, I think."
Pointy stabby objects located !
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:10 pm
Knives worked much better! Bellatrix reached back quickly to grab them, half sitting on the table in the process, and totally oblivious of Xavier's view. Soon, though, Bellatrix had one knife in each hand and was upon the caffeine Youma. She delivered one stab, which only seemed to enrage the monster, as it deflected the other blow, and tossed Bellatrix across the room and right into a fake suit of armor, causing a rather loud clamor.
It advanced on her like it had just used Agility, or some other mundane Pokemon attack as Bellatrix was trying to sit up. Her only defense was to kick the thing, which caused it to bounce off her foot. Bellatrix took that time to stand up - wobbly, and no doubt with some sort of headache. And boo - no more panties shots for Xavier. Something, though, had gone skidding across the floor when the Youma had thrown her though...
...Xavier's henshin pen. And Bellatrix didn't seem to notice. Nope, she was too busy trying to slash that Youma up. She had finally managed to slice its 'arm' which once free from the body, turned back into a liquid and splashed to the floor.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:29 pm
The lack of his free pantie shots were the last thing on his mind as Bell was thrown against the armor. He winced, and his valid hand clenched into a fist.
Damnit, he'd never felt this useless in his whole damn life.
The powers that be seemed to hear his silent prayer, though, because a familiar object rolled in his direction. Bell was going to kill him, but he didn't care. She'd gotten hurt because he was a ********, and god damnit she wasn't going to get hurt anymore than this while he was watching. Because that made him even bigger of a ******** up, if it was even possible.
He drank the rest of his mug in one shot before dashing out of his hiding place, grapping his pen from the floor and doing a mad dash for the bathroom. His plan was obvious, and of course, it was Sailor Themis that came out.
That was more like it. It was a little disappointing - a part of him had kind of been hoping that since the magic seemed to fix his costume, that it might also fix him. No such luck. The cast was still there, hidden behind layers of fabric, and his right arm was mostly stiff and useless.
He had a mostly valid left arm, though - and it could throw just fine. He used the plate shards at his weapon, throwing it with enough force to cut right through it's remaining arm.
This was more like it, but it also left him open to retribution. "Go for the head !" If she didn't, he would - he had another shard ready.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:39 pm
"Damnit!" Bellatrix exclaimed, none too lady like as she noticed that it was Themis that was there. And yes, she spared a quick glance down at her chest and noticed no henshin pen hidden there like it should have been. She took her frustration out on the speedy Youma who, armless, and taking more cuts, was looking to make and escape.
Bellatrix wasn't too happy right now. She had failed to take care of a simple Youma such as this, failed to keep Xavier out of the battle, but damnit if she'd let this monster hurt him. So fine. He could be there, all Themis-ified if he wanted to, stab the damn thing a few times, but if the Youma was going to hurt some one it was not going to be him.
And the Youma was now minus both arms, but it still had feet. It managed to trip Bellatrix up as it darted away from her, and was headed towards Themis.
"AMAZON CHAKRAM!"
You see, if there was one good thing about Bellatrix's attack, it was that it came in twos. Two chakrams, one attack. The other just had been...saved a while. Saved for an emergency. And this, to Bellatrix, was an emergency. The Youma was now laying, curled up as best as it could be curled up, right in front of Themis.
The panic was obvious in Bellatrix's eyes as she sat there on the floor for a moment. She hadn't been so sure that one would have hit. Her next words were a dry-mouthed, shaky order, "Dissect it now" She'd be over momentarily. Once her heart was done with its little race.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:47 pm
Themis had been all but ready to duck behind a table again (such a valiant senshi he was at the moment) when Bellatrix's second attack saved his a**.
And he didn't need to be told twice. One last hit, and it was off with it's head - and poof into a cloud of youma dust it went. It was always the dust when it was always in their faces !
He coughed a bit, and cleared the dust out of his glasses after dropping the plate shard.
And then, he exited stage left, dashing to the bathroom once again.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:55 pm
The place had actually gotten pretty deserted. Only a few noble workers were still around, hiding in the kitchen. They didn't seem to be stirring, and no one could really see in the windows, so Bellatrix took the chance and simply de-henshined right there.
Now that she wasn't henshined up, Bell could feel the headache and bruises she'd soon have. She went back to their table on wobbly legs and waited for Xavier. She'd get that damn pen back, of that she was determined. But ow~ maybe night right then with that headache...and certainly not here.
Bell heaved a sigh, and there was trouble in her eyes. She'd asked him to let her protect him, at least for the time being, but what if she couldn't? Maybe she wasn't as capable as she thought... She wanted to. She'd be damned if he got hurt again while she had anything to say about it... but what if she really couldn't make good on that? And it wouldn't be through any lack of want to or determination, but simply ability. That troubled gaze more in to the table as she waited.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 10:03 pm
It took an unusually long time for Xavier to come out. Truth was, he'd pretty much crumbled inside one of the stalls as soon as he'd powered down, and settling his arm back in the sling was rather painful. His arm felt more stiff than it had been.
This was counter-productive, and he sighed. There really was no helping this. He was out for the count. Six week. Six ******** weeks. But if he acted like an idiot, it might be more than that. His body had some healing to do that was better left alone until then.
He did finally come out, but he was unable to completely erase the pain from his face, unable to mask the stiffness that hadn't been said before. He sat, bent over to recover her drink, and then, wordlessly, slid the pen back to her.
If she had to save him from his own stupidity, so be it.
"They gave me pain relievers when they let me out, if you want them." She needed them more than he did. Of that he was convinced. He would just bare himself like a man. Or something.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 10:10 pm
Bell shook her head and said softly, "I've had worse." And it was no lie. She doubted he'd want to know what 'worse' was, however.
A shaky hand took the pen, "Are you sure you want to trust yourself to me? I didn't prove myself to be much of a protector today."
Her words were sullen, and she didn't lift her gaze. She wanted to keep him safe, she just wasn't sure if she could. That statement made it obvious. She had been so sure before. So adamant and assuring. Doubt was like poison though.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 10:20 pm
"Shhh." He said softly, cupping her chin lightly in his left hand, tilting his head up so she could look at him. She looked so different, so fragile now, nothing like the amazon he'd just seen fight. It made him wonder - was he any different as Themis, in a way he didn't notice ?
So many questions, so many doubts.
"Ill just hurt myself if I keep doing this." And it was the truth. He looked at her straight on, blue eyes into blue eyes. "It's easy to hide under a table like a coward and analyze the situation from an outside view... I wouldn't have done any better if I'd been involved from the start."
"So be my shield." He said, simply. "I need you."
He needed her in a way he'd never truly needed anyone before.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 10:32 pm
This wasn't the path Bell would have followed had she been given a choice. In a world before becoming a Senshi, Bell would have been an actress. In a world before the Basterds, she would have always been alone. In a world without Xavier, she would have been lost.
Perhaps this was the foundation the Senshi of Fortitude had been lacking. Bell gave, or tried to give, a smile, "I need you, too," more than any foundation. She now held the pen firmly. She'd be his castle, as Angel said to Collins. She'd be his shield.
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