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 Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 9:56 pm
The redhead shook his hand out after his second punch landed. He forgot how much it hurt to punch someone when he wasn't powered up. He was about to demand his beers again, but before he could get any words out Carter was running at him. Trapped in between the couch and the coffee table he didn't have a chance and the smaller man's body rammed into his.
All the breath was knocked out of him as he hit the ground, Carter on top of him. His towel had come loose in the chaos, lying uselessly on the ground. Damian didn't notice, too busy wrestling with his best friend. Grabbing Carter's shirt he threw him sideways into the coffee table. The table was knocked over, the beer on top of it rolling away. The extra space gave Damian the chance to roll them over, pinning his roommate down. One hand was at his throat, the other pressing down on his shoulder.
It was then, straddling Carter that Damian noticed the fact that was he was naked. He froze, unsure of what to do. This was more awkward than when he had been drunk and talking about his d**k.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 10:24 pm
He felt the impact as he collided with his best friend, scrambling to get a hold in order to pin him down. Given his shorter stature and lack of muscles, however, Carter discovered quickly that despite his upper hand he was powerless against Damian. Even though he was still buzzed, Damian was still able to throw him into the coffee table. The bluenette cried out in pain, ths sound cut off as Damian's hand gripped his throat.
"Gnnk--!" Carter hissed between clenched teeth, grimacing up at him. Then he noticed the state Damian was in. His cheeks flushed scarlet as he frantically pushed against Damian, trying to wiggle out from under him. The strangled noises he was making in his throat could probably be decoded as "Get the ******** off of me!"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 10:37 pm
It wasn't Carter's demands as much as the fact that Damian was naked that had the redhead scrambling backwards. His roommate's wiggling against him didn't help either, his body beginning to react the same way it had before.
Standing up Damian glared at Carter his cheeks, the back of his neck, and the tips of his ears bright red. How did he keep ending up in these situations with him? For a long moment he just stared at his best friend before he turned and stormed into their bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
He fell against it closing his eyes. It was too much, too overwhelming. He just wanted to have a beer and chill out, not have to deal with Carter trying to help and then somehow ending up naked on top of him.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 10:55 pm
The act of scrambling backwards was mimicked by Carter, though the bluenette's cheeks weren't flushed with anger. He kept his eyes on the ceiling, the wall -- anywhere but Damian. He sat there, panting and oblivious to Damian's irate glare.
The bluenette closed his eyes and looked the other way as Damian stormed past him, slamming the bedroom door behind him. Slowly, Carter stumbled to his feet. He couldn't stay here. He needed to get out, to clear his head. It wasn't that he didn't mind Damian drinking -- he just didn't want him to drink so much. Did he tell Damian that? He couldn't remember.
Carter managed to make it out the front door before his back began to ache. Being thrown three times was taking its toll. He quietly closed the door behind him before moving to the right side of the door. Slowly, Carter winced as he sat down with his back against the house, head in his hands. This... this was nothing like he imagined it was going to be. What the hell had happened to his roommate? Carter felt lost and hopeless; there wasn't anything he could do.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 8:50 am
Poseidon had been searching. He didn't know for how long, just that it had been a very long time. When asked what he was searching for he could never give a complete answer, because he didn't know. He just knew that somewhere, out there, were a group of senshi, two in particular, that he was supposed to be with. And so he searched, his paws taking him up and down Destiny City until he found Neptune Apartments. In hindsight the irony wasn't lost on him, he knew where his name had come from. The cat didn't know how to use Wikipedia, but he could read the Encyclopedia.
The overly fluffy Egyptian Mau had paused in front of the apartment complex, scarcely believing what he was feeling. After all his searching he finally had found who he was looking for. The moment he felt Orion and Merope's energy signatures the cat had known. They were his.
Silent as a shadow the cat padded into the parking lot, green eyes trying to determined exactly which apartment they were in. In the end it was his ears that pointed him in the right direction when heard shouting coming out an open window. Jumping onto a nearby silver Volvo, Poseidon sat on top of it, looking in the window to Damian and Carter's apartment. Only it wasn't Damian and Carter inside, but Merope and Orion. Poseidon shook his head. "Sloppy, powering up at home." The words were muttered to himself as he watched the two fight. A quick sweep of the area revealed there weren't any Negas around and Poseidon let himself relax just slightly.
He watched the fight escalate until Damian was standing naked in the middle of the living room. The big cat sighed, oh yes his senshi was definitely the best senshi of them all.
He waited until Carter had come out of the house and sat down before he jumped to the ground. Approaching the bluenette he mewed and shoved his head under Carter's arm. All it took was a little more pushing and wiggling and he managed to crawl up onto the boy's lap. Raising himself up he put a paw on each of Carter's shoulders his fluffy face only inches from the bluenette's. "Don't worry, Merope." Poseidon rubbed his head under his chin and then settled against his chest. His boys would be alright eventually, he was sure of it.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 9:29 pm
This downright sucked. He was sure that Damian was pissed at him. Livid, even. Carter felt like he was at the point where he was dangerously close to losing a teammate, but it wouldn't stop there. Teammate, roommate, best friend -- three things in one that were priceless and irreplaceable. Not to mention his only other place to go aside from Damian's place would be to move into the Pleiades base. Wait, didn't he have enough money to move into his own apartment? Carter rubbed his temples, closing his eyes.
The meow of a cat made Carter look up in confusion before jumping in surprise. Air hissed out between his clenched teeth as his back banged against the apartment wall, the bruises on his back reminding him of their collective location in force.
It wasn't until the cat claimed his lap did Carter realize exactly what he was looking at. Ordinary strays didn't have a shiny star in the middle of their foreheads; but this wasn't any guardian cat he knew. He froze as the cat spoke to him, sighing as Poseidon comforted him.
"Oh yeah?" He carefully slumped against the apartment wall, wincing before straightening up again. His fingers absently began to scratch the cat behind the ears as he spoke. "I've been thrown into three different things so far by my best friend and teammate who won't even acknowledge that he needs to cut down on the alcohol, y'know? I'm just... worried about him," he confessed, "I don't know what I'm doing. And I should be since I'm the team leader but I don't and... this makes me a bad team leader, huh? I just... I don't know what to do."
Carter looked up, his fingers stopping their scratching in order to slowly drag across Poseidon's fur lightly. "It's like..." He trailed off, taking a deep breath before continuing on. "It's like there is no correct answer. The right answer isn't here or there... the right answer is the one that feels right to the point where I'll pick it again and again, even if it means I get thrown against things for it." He forced himself to grin as he shook his head sadly. "Even if it means getting the trash kicked out of me, there's no set right or wrong answer to anything. It's just a matter of feeling what's right and wrong and sticking to it."
His other hand rose and ran through his own hair. "Things aren't black and white anymore, aren't they? They're all grey. It's just a matter of seeing what's white and what's black yourself, and sticking to it, I guess. And... hey." Carter looked down at Poseidon, tapping him. "How did you know my name, anyway?"
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 10:38 pm
Poseidon began to purr as he was scratched, his eyes closing, luxuriating under the bluenette's fingers. It had been such a long time since he'd gotten any attention. Being a stray wasn't exactly the god life.
Carter's words brought him back to reality and he blinked his eyes open. Well, when he put it that way it did sound pretty bad. He was silent for a moment before he spoke. "He needs to hear it from someone not so close to him." Poseidon had been around for a while, he had watched a lot of people and read a lot of books, some of them from the psychology section of the library. The cat shook his head before he shoved it back under Carter's chin. He wanted to say that he didn't think Carter was a bad leader, but he couldn't honestly say that only having met him two minutes ago.
His eyes closed again as he was petted, his purrs starting up again. He was still listening, of course, but to be petted was one of the simple joys of his life. Getting beat up? Well, Poseidon knew one way to take care of that.
Raising himself up again he positioned himself so that he was staring into Carter's green eyes that looked so similar to his own. "I'm Poseidon, your, and Orion's, Guardian Cat. You two and two others are my team." Leaning forwards he butted his forehead against Carter's, rubbing his fluffy head against his face. Hopefully he wasn't allergic to cats.
"Now, give me your pen." Upgrading him right in front of his apartment wasn't ideal, but he couldn't feel any Negas nearby, and it was late enough that everyone else in the complex was asleep. When the pen was offered he lifted a paw, setting it on top of the pen. Closing his eyes he concentrated, shoving energy into the pen. After a moment Carter began to glow in the beginnings of a forced transformation into his super self.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 11:02 pm
"Someone not close to him?" Carter echoed hesitantly. "I... If you are meaning yourself, I don't think that's best. I mean, you're a cat. I don't want you getting hurt or worse by him. I'm sure he'll snap out of it, I almost got through to him earlier but then --" Carter broke off. Reality was beginning to set in. "He... He won't make it out on his own, will he? He needs help, no matter how many times he says otherwise."
He looked up, hopeful as the guardian cat rose to look at him in the eyes. "Mpff mrrf mpffddss?" Carter exclaimed, words and mouth muffled by the fluffy Egyptian Mau's fur. When the guardian cat pulled away, Carter repeated himself, "You mean the Pleiades?" There was a hint of excitement in his voice, the boy perking up. He wouldn't lie: the prospect of his team having their own guardian cat appealed to him immensely. Nevermind that he had only encountered two other guardian cats. Only the cats had the power to grant them additional power, and their network of information would be invaluable for the Pleiades to have in their fight against the Negaverse. Not to mention Carter had always wanted a cat. He missed his pet ferret, and Poseidon didn't seem against getting petted... would he tolerate learning how to ride a skateboard?
The bluenette's thoughts were cut off at the guardian cat's request. He didn't ask why. The pen was offered to the guardian cat almost reverently, his eyes widening as Poseidon placed his paw on it. Then the glowing began. "Hey." Carter began, his voice beginning to shake, "What are you doooo-"
"-Ooooooooh YEAH!" The sensation and surge of energy felt unbelievable to him. The bruises were still there, yes, but they were a dull memory in comparison to how Carter's wonder and sheer excitement preoccupied his attention right now. His gloves were bigger, more impressive, and -- his arms. One was wrapped up, the other... He couldn't resist tapping the shiny new armband and grinning as he looked over himself and the cat on his lap, his blues forgotten in light of the new transformation.
"Oh MAN this is so cool! I -- hey. My pants aren't blue anymore." He frowned thoughtfully, tapping his leg with his hands. "Do you think this will turn transparent if I get it wet? I hope not. I kinda need them to not. And what's this?" He hefted up a bag, looking at it in puzzlement. He shook it a couple times, grinning before tying it to his sash. Or one of them, at least -- he picked up the semi-transparent one and stared at it, letting it slide through his fingers.
"This... This is so cool!" He exclaimed, beaming to Poseidon. The smile faded, though, as he looked around. "But maybe we should go somewhere... Do you want to crash on the couch here, or would you like me to take you to the Pleiades base, Po? I bet I can call up my teammates and we can see if they're the ones you're looking for, too. But tomorrow, though -- Alcyone and Atlas have both asked me to please stop calling them at two o'clock in the morning. Even though that's still several hours away, I figured it'd be best to call them during the day."
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 11:21 pm
Poseidon just stared at Carter when he said he was just a cat. He was more than a cat, he was a Guardian Cat. He could shoot laser beams from his forehead. He could handle an errant Super Sailor.
He wasn't sure if the Pleiades were his team, he couldn't remember names it seemed until he touched their energy signature. But they had to be, since one of his senshi was on the team.
The cat had to close his eyes against the glow as Merope upgraded. He'd never been on the lap of a senshi before when they leveled up and it wasn't exactly pleasant. When the light faded he opened his eyes, looking him over. "You look much more impressive." He didn't know if Merope's pants would turn transparent when wet, but then he also didn't understand how that would be awkward for him. While Merope examined his new fuku Poseidon twisted around in his lap until he could knead his claws through his pants into his thigh. Luckily his nails weren't super sharp from a long time spent walking the streets. "It feels nice."
When the cat was called Po he paused, lifting his head. He had never been called that before. He'd never had a nickname before, actually. He didn't mind it. His head tilted as he thought about it. "We will go to the base, I'd like to see it. And I think Orion needs some time before I confront him." Po draped himself across Merope's chest, apparently expecting the super senshi to carry him.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 11:37 pm
"Thanks! It feels real- agh, hey! What are you doing?" Super Merope winced as Poseidon kneaded his leg, worrying immediately about the resulting holes. But wait -- he was a senshi. And as a senshi, he didn't need to worry about his uniform getting wrecked. "N-Nevermind," he said quickly, waving the topic away.
But... man! He couldn't stop examining himself. Poseidon was right: he did look a heck of a lot more impressive. He wanted badly to see himself in a mirror, to look over himself and see exactly what changed. The fact that his vest was still intact sent a thrill through him; he considered it his trademark. And his medallion. His medallion, and -- was that his azure crystal?
Poseidon's words brought him out of his thoughts, giving the cat a slow nod as he carefully unhooked Po's claws from him. "It's a pretty neat place," he said as he stood up, shifting Poseidon into the crook of his left arm. "It's nice and isolated, and -- here, I'll tell you about it on the way."
The Super senshi took off at a run, disappearing into the night armed with a cat.
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