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 Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 12:12 pm
Man, thought Lieutenant Torbenite, disgruntledly kicking a rock, this really sucks. Well, there were a lot of things that sucked in general, but main suckage #1 right now, being the 'newbie'.
Not that he wanted to go around terrorizing the masses or the sort, but the impending doom of certain authoritative-figures-who-cannot-be-named had put a dampener on his otherwise self imposed freedom. In other words, if he did not play the tune of the master's whistle, well, the results in his fear-ridden imagination were a little too gruesome to retell.
Said annoyed Negaverser was currently stalking the streets, in the slums of town. He knew the streets well enough to know that if you didn't try anything 'funny' with the homeless, they usually didn't fuss back, contrary to popular belief. He was only here because well, where there was injustice in town, there was usually, senshi. And maybe this time he could actually land a goddamned star seed.
It was almost unnaturally quiet for this time of evening, and he felt a little nervous, hairs prickling on the back of his neck. Something was up this evening, and it wasn't just one teenage boy bumbling around (or so it would seem to the common eye, for anyone who didn't recognise the getup).
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 2:32 pm
Laying low for a while would be the optimal thing to do, really, but he didn't think he could handle sitting around in his apartment all night. He was out of booze, he'd smashed his TV and needed a new one, and going to bed was just simply, inexplicably dull. The lieutenant prowled the dark streets with much less finesse than he normally did, still moving gingerly as to not agitate the slowly-scabbing cuts on his legs and arms. He wasn't looking for a fight tonight--even he knew his limits--and instead was just observing.
The man had settled himself tiredly on a nearby roof, and was honestly debating harassing a hobo for the hell of it when he spied the white-haired kid--in uniform no less. It was a bit of a surprise to say the least, and his eyes narrowed subtly as he leaned forward a little to observe. "If you pussyfoot around a little more, maybe you'll actually be even less intimidating than you are now." He called before he jumped from the roof (and almost bit his tongue off when he landed, holy s**t, pain).
Straightening with a slow hiss, he rubbed at his brow, eying the boy dismissively. "The hell are you?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 9:18 pm
At first, he had thought the noise was from a nearby crime ring: they sometimes meandered after hours drunk, trying to abuse their power to inflate their ego and the likes (usually after an unsuccessful drug-trafficking night, not that Toby would know anything about that, really). This theory was disapproved when he found said person, staring right at him. He wondered for a second what he possibly could have done to piss them off.
"Uh," he pondered his luck getting into a scuffle with them, and then debated against it: it would be too much trouble. Though now that they were closer up, that outfit of theirs sure looked familiar... where had he seen it before? "I'm just uh, minding my own business. You know, non evil plot business and.. stuff."
He was distracted by an even more pressing question. "Wait, how the heck did you jump from the roof?" Maybe they were some superhero vigilante? Did they possibly have other superpowers?!
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 9:40 pm
Minding his own business? With non evil plot stuff, to boot. "That's bullshit." Obsidian said sweetly, and in the next instant, reached out to snatch the punk by the collar and hoist him up as best he could (without crying, of course). "Now listen here, kiddo. You have two seconds to talk, mmkay? Either you're apart of the Negaverse, and you get to live that much longer, or you're playing dress up and you're gonna die right here."
He shook him for good measure before he let him go, eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "So? Tick tock. Which one is it?" The other question was ignored entirely; he was getting to the bottom of this first before he stopped to deal with a kid that didn't even know what the hell he could or couldn't do.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:04 pm
Ok, he did not do up close and personal. Squirming to free himself from the other's grip, he tried to piece out what exactly was happening here.
Fact 1: This person was clearly, pissed off.
Fact 2: This person was wearing an outfit that resembled his.
Fact 3: This person had just said the word 'Negaverse'.
"I'm-," and here he struggled again, finally breaking free from contact, stepping back a little angrily,"- on your damn side ok!" He sighed in exasperation, before giving a somewhat reluctant salute. "Lieutenant Torbernite reporting for service.. or something. And I was doing a damn fine job without you, whomever you are."
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:16 pm
"That so, Tobernite?" Obsidian said smoothly, snorting at the salute. "Lieutenant Obsidian. Sounds like you're doing a s**t a** job to me, if you're asking me how the hell I just jumped off a roof." Seriously, what the hell was wrong with this kid? Obsidian gingerly folded his arms as he looked him up and down, snorting faintly.
"You try it. Go on. Jump on the roof I just came off of. You're Negaverse now, buddy, you're better than the average dumbass on the streets." Well, except this kid might prove to be the exception. Seriously. Talk about the dead weight on the team.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 11:03 pm
Wait.. WHAT? He stared at the other, as if they had just sprouted ten arms, and possibly some tentacles.
"Huh?" Despite the tension of the situation, he felt like he had been reading a certain Bad Guys Manual upside down or something. Was there something he didn't know? "What does being part of the Negaverse have to do with super powers?"
Now he was just plain confused. "Wait... you mean we can do stuff other than wear our uniforms and carry our stup- err our weapons around?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 9:41 pm
Oh.
"Are you shitting me?" He phrased as politely as he could, staring at the boy like... well, ********, like he was being a dumbass. "Yes." Obsidian finally decided to settle on, rubbing his brow and having no idea how else to explain this. "And later, if you're ever worthy of getting ranked up," ********, "You'll get to teleport. You... seriously didn't know about this?"
This was just pathetic.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 10:35 pm
Ok, now he knew the other was just making fun of him.
Suddenly, he wasn't feeling so affable himself. "Look, clearly noone ever had a chance to debrief me on this, but just because I'm oblivious, it doesn't mean I'm stupid." Seriously, TELEPORTATION? "I appreciate you being, ah, 'helpful', but how do I know you're not bluffing?"
Here, he smirked, all but daring the other. "Bet you haven't collected any star seeds either."
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 11:37 pm
The urge to smash the kid upside the head suddenly made itself brutally, painfully aware in his mind. Deep breaths, lieutenant, Charonite didn't need more ammo to rip him apart, especially not if he heard he was beating the tar out of new recruits.
"And you'd be ******** wrong, kiddo." The man wore his best s**t-eating smile when he said it, jerking his head stiffly. "Go get me a ******** hobo, and I'll show you. If you can't even figure out how to jump, I bet you have no idea what a starseed even looks like."
Or, like, what, some cat had made up some 'I BELIEVE' bullshit and convinced him that was how you got a seed. As if!
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 5:50 pm
For a second he wondered why the other was taking such deep breaths. Was the air really that thick outside? He pondered this internally, almost missing Obsidian's death-eating glare.
What the heck did a homeless person have to do with anything? Not to mention the derogatory word 'hobo' probably meant they were pretty decent-up in the real world: Toby would rather not attack people he felt a little too close to for comfort. "Look, no offense to you or anything," he began, one eyebrow still cautiously raised, "but why attack a homeless person? It's not like they did anything against us, not to mention, oh joy a 'hobo's' star seed."
Right, just downplay it a bit and maybe things wouldn't get potentially violent. Sure, he might steal and sneak down into girl's locker rooms, but it he'd rather not get involved himself into these 'terrorist attacks'.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:39 pm
"Because a hobo is the only thing you can handle, I think." Obsidian replied without hesitation, stretching a little. "Listen. A star seed is a star seed. Doesn't matter where it comes from--unless it's a senshi's, those are the best. Besides, think of it this way; you want them to be cold and hungry and crazy for years and years? Or are you gonna do the right thing and make it nice and quick and painless?"
Seriously, this was so stupid. Why was he wasting his time doing this, again? "Oh, and if you don't get star seeds eventually? Instant guarantee the big man is gonna fall on your a** hard."
Obsidian stared at the kid flatly, resisting the urge to rub at his temples. Why was he in the Negaverse, again?
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 8:29 pm
That was true.. a star seed was a star seed and ultimately as Obsidian was saying, did prevent him from getting his a** kicked from here until Pluto, who was no longer a planet, apparently.
He considered this for a couple of seconds, trying not to put too much thought into the 'hobos being all he could handle - or would want to be bothered with handling- part' (actually, it seemed rather like a compliment, that person sure knew his personality inside out!). And they were offering a live demonstration it would be nice to just simply know.
"All right," he hesitated, halfway torn between belief and disbelief (maybe the other would suddenly jump out at him and scream "FOOLED YA KID", not like that talking cat who seemed totally trustworthy). He frowned for a bit, pointing a little behind the other Negaverse Lieutenant. "On the other side of that wall's usually a shelter for a couple of homeless to stay at. So what, I just grab him and shout "I believe" really loud?"
A thought struck him, and for a second, he looked around, nervous. "Wait, what if there's a senshi around spying on us?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 10:23 pm
"Shout what?"
Obsidian was staring at the kid as though he was trying to pull his leg, and this time he really did rub at his temple with a grunt that sounded more irritated than amused. "I don't where the ******** you heard that from, but. Just." Seriously? Seriously? "You don't scream anything; you plunge your hand into their chest, grope around a little till you feel the star seed, yank it out, viola. And then bury the body, but that's another story."
A grin would flick to his face at the mention of a senshi, and the man crossed his arms as though amused. "What if there is? Then that just means a better star seed for us, right? Two against one..." No, more like one on one, considering how useful this chump would be, but he didn't need to know that.
"Goes against their little girl scout code to ignore civilians in danger, see. Soon as they pop their frilly little a** out, if there is one, we'll deal with it. Mmkay?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 11:09 pm
.. Um. That was kinda gross. He wrinkled his nose. "Look, you might fit the mass sadist murderer role, but I'm just a teen, I'm more worried about finding a date before I get as old and ineligible as you, not about sticking my hand into peoples' chests." Besides putting a hand into their chest cavity just sounded extraordinarily wrong, he could swear he was turning a little green just at the thought.
"B-besides, they dont actually die right?" Now he REALLY hoped they didn't attract attention for any potential uniformed heroes of justice to show around. "Uh, I'd love to you know, stay and watch you fight if a senshi was around, horray darkness and all that, but I got ...things to do, yeah!"
He might have squeaked his words a little too loud, or maybe it was the fact that he had nervously kicked over an empty bottle in an attempt to back away from this sadistic character, but whatever the case, the noise seemed to have attracted a lingering stranger.
Said homeless person peeked one lazy head from his own boxed alcove and looked up blearily at the two shady lieutenant characters down the alleyway. They rubbed their eyes and yawned. "Cant a guy get s'more sleep, with you ruffians yammerin' and all?" he stated in a raspy voice, rapping the pipes a bit as if to spook the two.
Toby looked nervously from Obsidian to the sudden intrusion of the homeless man. Maybe they would also take the cue to leave?
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