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 Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 3:17 pm
Dusk fell on Destiny City like a mildewed blanket. The autumn nights were still heavy and warm and differed from daytime only by the amount of light one could see by. For most, it was very pleasant. For Lieutenant Hematite, it was a very bad day to be wearing an all-black military ensemble. He could feel the sweat in his boots, and several dreadlocks were clinging to his face. Nealite's beaten-up and thoroughly shed-upon cat carrier was knocking against his boots with a dull plastic thunk every other step, empty as of yet. It seemed to go without saying that it was never her cat's favorite place to be, which was probably the only reason she'd allowed him to use it for this mission.
When Hematite had been trying to plead for assistance from Nealite, his intent had been to just get a better sense of what guardian cats were. He'd paid little attention to the ones that answered to Charonite; the most he knew was that they could talk, but that wasn't something that could be feigned. There had to be something more to them, something to the looks maybe, so that even some old grungy alley cat could be given a little makeover before being turned over to the General-King. Nealite was far more familiar with cats, and had pointed out to him that their best bet to catch one was to scour the alleyways of one of the "restaurant rows" of the city. All Hematite wanted was a convincing replica; he didn't know whether or not Nealite's standards were as low as his when Charonite was involved.
"I hope you brought bait," Hematite grumbled, hefting the carrier again for however brief a time.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 5:38 pm
"Bait? What? No, ew."
Lieutenant Nealite wasn't faring much better than her companion, her feet having begun to throb thanks to the five inch heels that she'd been forced to trek in. She hadn't realized so much damn walking would be involved in this little adventure, and her miscalculations were making her quite miserable.
While her original goal had been to obtain Astraea herself or another Guardian, it had quickly gotten to the point that it no longer mattered what kind of cat they obtained, as long as they could grab one and get the hell off their feet. If they caught a Guardian, great, she'd claim the glory. If they caught a regular stray, then she'd leave Hematite to his own demise with Charonite and quietly step back into the shadows. (After watching the fireworks, naturally!)
"Do you see anything yet?" She grumbled irritably, moving one hand up to brush waves of hair out of her face. The back of her neck had begun to sweat due to the warm evening air, and she was seriously contemplating just throwing it back into a messy ponytail. "Where are these stupid creatures; we should have seen at least one by now!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:06 pm
Chloe was rather irritable today- today like most days she had decided to take a walk. In cat form- it was much easier to get around. She knew not why humans liked walking on two feet so much... or why they liked growing tall. Yeesh.
She was irritated because she felt like she was failing Lyre- that girl was way too damn innocent for her own good. She had found Lyre randomly and felt the potential- but did not know of her all giving personality until getting to know her a little. Chloe was just going to have to play watch dog for a while.
As a cat- she also had one more perk. That was...blending in. She could walk down a street with humans and no one would really think much of her. The collar that Lyre had given her also insured that none of those creeps carrying nets and cages could catch her- not that she had any issues outsmarting them.
That was when she spotted them- suddenly feeling negative energy to her left- she turned around and saw the duo with the cage between them. Animal control? No.. she didnt think so- while A.C. did feel negative to her they didnt normally feel THIS negative.
"...s**t" She mumbled really silently with side eyes- praying she would not be spotted she slowly backed up and made her way for the dark alley behind her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 7:23 pm
"Hey, there's a cat." There was little enthusaism in his voice by now. Hematite half-waved, half-pointed his injured, splinted hand in the direction of a small siamese with a collar. What did it take to get a cat to come to you aside from waving around some tuna or something? Tuna which, he might add, Nealite apparently did not bring. He tried the sort of trick that only ever worked on dogs, leaning down and waving at it, while talking in a calm and friendly voice. "C'mere, furball, come on, you disgusting little-"
The words died in his throat. There was a little blue star on the cat's forehead. A dull feeling of dread had begun to creep over him, starting in his feet and working its way upward. Nealite had told him about the distinctive forehead star about twenty minutes ago, along with a lot of other boring details about her horrible cat. With how much she had been talking, Hematite could very well have been convinced she had twenty of them. But the star, that was important. It was also very, very bad. Of all the cats he and Nealite could possibly have found in the trash-filled alleys of Destiny City, it had to be a real guardian cat.
"That's a pretty funny-looking spot on its face, Lieutenant," Hematite tried joking to Nealite, not even bothering to take his eyes off the cat. It was already starting to slink away. His body, fed up with waiting around in the heat and dark and garbage, was ready to give chase. His mind, however, wanted a little more time to assess if this was such a good idea after all. He'd only came here for a worthless stray to pay off his finger splint. "You don't think it could be for real, do you?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 10:07 pm
Letting out another drawn-out sigh, Nealite looked over to where he was pointing. A cat was a cat, simple as that, and the sooner they caught the furry little b*****d, the sooner she could get home to a nice relaxing shower.
The sudden change in Hematite's voice, however, piqued her curiosity enough for her to actually pay half attention to the feline in front of them.
"I don't see what you're rambling abo--ohhh my goodness!" Her voice changed as quickly as his had, except it was far too sweet to be genuine. The excitement at the realization of their find was overwhelming! Here, out of all the most random places in Destiny City, they'd managed to find a true Guardian - ALONE!
Glancing left and then right to ensure no pesky senshi might be lurking around, Nealite took another step forward, opening her arms wide as she approached the Siamese.
"Heeeeere sweet baby, come to Momma Neeeeeaaaaaa...."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 10:39 pm
It was slowly becoming clear to her that the duo were not in town for a party... Well that should have been apparent from the cat carrier they held. These two were on a mission- and she'd rather not stick around to find out what it was... not with that carrier involved.
Crap- they both had seen her. Chloe had tried so hard to hide the knowledge that she was here- but it was hard to when you had a giant star right on your forhead. These two were as bad as she thought- they had recognized her mark.
Ignoring the calls from both of them- she decided it would be best to put as much distance between them as possible... and fast.
Turning around quickly Chloe turned it into high gear and HAULED kittyass down the alleyway.
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 5:08 pm
"Watch out, I think it's going to-!"
It bolted.
The sudden movement was all the incentive Hematite needed in order to make his decision, and the carrier was cast aside as the lieutenant attempted a very low-stamina chase. It was stay or leave, It was not a conscious decision that he left on, but an instinct, the hunter stalking and chasing its prey. Only, well, the hunter was more like a bipedal ape, and the prey was just a goddamn cat running up and down overflowing trash bags and dumpsters. Seek & Destroy, the pocketwatch weapon Hematite had owned for so long that it deserved a name, was in his hands quickly, the extra-long chain ready to fly. Nealite was out of the battle plan for him already, as he estimated in his mind how he could possibly catch the cat with only the watch at his disposal.
A few brief thoughts ran through his head while he swept down the alleyway, boots thunking along the concrete. It was a cat. He needed a cat. Charonite just said he wanted a cat, whatever cat Hematite had been lying about, even if the thing turned out to be completely ordinary. Hematite and everyone else in the Negaverse knew Astraea still eluded Charonite, so he was pretty certain that this furry little monster was going to get away from them. Chasing the thing was already more effort than he thought this needed, but Nealite would beat him senseless with her mirror if he didn't bother at all. And, faintly, there was that gambler's hope that today was the day things turned around. What if they did catch it?
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 5:31 pm
If it hadn't been for the urgency of the situation, Nealite would have immediately returned to bitching about her sore feet as black high heels took off after a mangy blue-stared cat.
It had spotted them, clearly enough, but a cat couldn't run for forever, especially not against two Negaverse Lieutenants. The orange haired woman couldn't help but grin as she ran, as tiring as it may have been, at the idea of finally obtaining such a prize. Charonite would surely be thrilled with her for such an accomplishment. Oh, to be in the favors of the General-King!
Letting out an excited little squeal at the happy thought, the young woman leapt forward, growing closer and closer towards the cat dodging all of the alley's contents. The alleyway had to end at some point, and Nealite was more than ready to snatch the little furball when the walkway ran out.
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 9:44 pm
Tap tap tap.
The sound of her feet as she ran like hellhounds were nipping on her ankles. Well... to be technical- she could very well compare the duo TO hellhounds- they sure as hell were chasing her.
Leaping over trash bags- she quickly noticed she was getting outrun. That shouldn't have been much of a surprise- the senshi as well as the negaverse-ese had exceptional stamina.. and even grace. They might not have 4 legs like she did- but damn did those two legs get them pretty far.
Zipping around a corner that led down another alleyway Chloe was running out of breath. Her speed was being affected by her lack of stamina- she KNEW she should not have had that last bite of that tuna. Her stomach was starting to ache from the abrupt change in pace- she didnt know how much longer this could last.
Her answer came when she neared a wall. She had taken an unlucky turn in the mazes od the alleys- and found herself pinned between the wall.... and the two followers.
Stopping- she turned around, her body heaving desperate breaths while she bristled up as much as Siamese cat could. "********>
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 7:23 pm
The cat was cornered! It was very nearly a victory here, if not for the fact that Hematite was out of breath as well, gasping like a fish. He wasn't built to run, he was built to make other people run while he told them where to run. Any farther and he'd probably have just collapsed right then and there. His heartbeat was in his throat. But the cat...
Hematite heard Nealite following him up. There was a slight hesitation as he looked down at the siamese cat. It wasn't an ordinary cat - what if it did some weird s**t? But then again, it had been running, so perhaps he had the advantage. The watch-chain clinked a bit as he stuffed the weapon back into his pocket, already feeling assured he'd won. Giving the cat a smug grin, he reached toward the scruff of its neck with his uninjured hand.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 11:59 pm
At long last, and not a moment too soon, they'd reached the end of the alleyway.
Thanks to his long legs, Hematite had reached the cat first, so Nealite's pace slowed tremendously as she approached the two of them.
Ugh. After that short sprint, her face, her neck, everything was just feeling so...dirty. She was going to have to do some serious cleaning up before they brought their find to the General-King; there was absolutely no way she was going to show up looking (and smelling!) as she did now.
As it was obvious that Hematite had the cat, she turned back around and waved her hand off as she started walking.
"You take the cat." she ordered, as if it weren't apparent enough that he was about to, "Kill it, or whatever you need to do to get it to cooperate. I'll go back for the carrier!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2009 2:51 pm
Chloe was pissed- super pissed. Not only did she HATE being picked up by the scruff of her neck- she did not like the idea of being taken away by these two nega-sters. She would rather brave that one junkyard with Godzilla dog.
Thinking quickly- she just sucked it up and let the one with dreads pick her up- giving a loud yowl. She glared at him- seething in her anger. This was the act she was giving at least...
Chloe waited for the orange haired bimbo to move further away... she was now out of sight. Just a liittllle longer...
"a*****e."
That next second- she had her claws out and raked the bottom of Hematites arm. At the same time- she reached her head around and bit one of his fingers- which caused her to fall to the ground once again.
For the second time today- she bolted. Doubling back towards the direction Nealite went- she made a quick u-turn and ran down another alley heading the opposite direction. She as exhausted- but her brief rush with being captured re energized her. She would be so sore tomorrow.
In the distance Lyre was walking down the street- searching for Chloe ironically. They had gotten into a mini argument- so Lyre had been searching for her since she took off. Turning down a particular dark alley she continued her search.
"Chlooeeee! Where are you Chloe!" It sounded like she was calling a dog... if chloe was just a average cat- the calls would have been ignored and shrugged off.
She could hear her pursuers hot on her tail- relief soon serged over her once she heard the call. A particular redhead appeared further down the alley "SAILOR LYRA TRANSFORM!" She cried with all her voice could muster.
Started Lyre jumped at the sudden apearance of her Guardian cat- what was chasing her...? Oh hell.
"Lyra star power- Make up!" She was thankful that the transformation only took a split second- elsewise the negaverse lieutenant would have probably seen her human form.
"In the name of Lyra- Go back to the depths you crawled from!" She might not be the best fighter in the world... or even enjoy fighting- but she will not tolerate someone messing with her friends! Lyra took on a battle stance.
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2009 3:57 pm
Punctuated by some choice language, Hematite lost his grip on the cat as he felt it sink its claws into his arm and teeth into his finger. He held the arm to his chest defensively. He was going to kill the little b*****d for sure now, but it was getting away already!
It was another run back down the alley, though this time Nealite would be taking the lead as she had already made it part of the way back. Hematite was starting to feel sick uneasiness. They couldn't lose this cat - Nealite might never be persuaded to keep it a secret. He couldn't afford the consequencces. There was a yowling voice as the cat sped off - "Sailor"?? Well, s**t.
Hematite skidded to a halt. He just wanted a cat, only a cat, and now things were going from bad to worse. He could barely remember the last time he'd fought a senshi - it must have been months ago. The old pocketwatch was whipped out of his pocket once again, though there was no room to start spinning it here for momentum unless he wanted to give Nealite a concussion. So it really was a senshi here, as ridiculous as possible, and a brand-new obstacle between him and the cat he'd gone so far out of his way to get. "Oh for ******** sake!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2009 4:05 pm
She'd heard the running and cursing from behind and turned to stare at the two of them quizzically. If Hematite so much as lost that cat....
Wait, makeup?
Her head jerked back around at the odd scream now coming from the other direction and her gaze fell upon the redheaded senshi.
Well, hell.
"I don't think so." she said smugly, despite feeling anywhere near being ready to take on a senshi in battle. A hand wave produced her own weapon, and she accordingly stood in her own version of a battle stance. "You stumbled across the wrong duo of Lieutenants, kid. I'd hand that cat over before we have to kill you to get to her. You don't want to die tonight, do you? It's such a pleasant evening, after all."
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2009 9:34 pm
Well crap- this did not look good. Two against one? This... wasn't going to end pretty. She did not notice the orange haired one until she spoke up- pulling a mirror out of her purse?
... A Mirror, and something that looked like a long chain was being held by the other negaverser. This will be interesting... Did they shop at dollar general for weapons?
She gave them both a puzzled look- most of it was directed at the male closer to her. "Whats up with the scar?" She blurted out before she caught herself- she quickly placed a hand over her mouth.
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