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 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:12 pm
Everyone knew Elke April Arma was a happy, cheerful student. She would grin at you no matter what was going on and announce, quite loudly, that you shouldn't worry because it would shortly be all better. And then she would proceed to use all means at her disposal to actually make it better. Her new schoolmates were quickly learning this. Quickly and sometimes painfully in an irritating way, they were learning it.
That same constant optimism and zealous dedication to helping others was why she was carrying a cardboard box full of tins (tins that were full of cookies!) to the local homeless shelter; she'd promised to help with a food drive some weeks back and now she was delivering on her promise. It would totally make that social worker smile! It had to! Some of them even still smelled delicious, since she'd only gotten them out of the oven before.
She hefted the box. It was almost bigger than she was - she had blown off three 'tutoring sessions' with Giselle Petrova to finish all the chocolate chip cookies inside - and it was also very, very heavy. Painfully heavy. Her fingers were cramping, so she set it down for a minute and sat next to it. Elke liked to walk the deserted way to the shelter - it meant less delay! And in this case, fewer people to bean upside the head with an enormous box. (She had labelled it "cookies". Just in case no one was clear on the container's contents.)
"I wish school wasn't so far away," she groused. But it was okay! Cardiac exercise was good for you! Kept you strong! People needed to be strong, right? Otherwise they'd totally have heart attacks, and she couldn't have a heart attack.
Unfortunately, was about to have one more crisis added on top of the pile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:14 pm
It was difficult to imagine a more polar opposite for Elke than Tanzanite. The cold-hearted Lieutenant was everything that Elke was not; self-serving, cruel, and utterly contemptuous of everyone and everything. She would sneer at you no matter what was going on and announce, quite loudly, that you shouldn't worry because it would shortly be all over. And then she would proceed to use all means at the disposal to steal your starseed and choke the life out of you before leaving your body to rot. The senshi were quickly learning this. Just flat out painfully, they were learning it.
She had been following the girl for a while now, for once not drawn in by the alluring sight of a young and easy target going off into a secluded part of town, but instead by the delicious smell of chocolate chip cookies. Hey, even Negavillains were entitled to their moments of weakness, and Tanzanite's came as she was passed in the street by the well-meaning youth and her box of delicious treats.
Those cookies would be hers.
She'd transformed long ago, hopping from rooftop to rooftop to follow the young woman. And as Elke turned down that into that deserted part of town and sat down, Tanzanite took it as her que to strike. She dropped down from the nearest rooftop, landing with catlike grace just a few feet away from the girl. With a few strides she would bring herself close, and with strength that her body did not suggest she should have, would shove the girl away from the box. Far enough away that she could rip open the cardboard in order to pursue her investigation of the contents.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:45 pm
She was getting up to keep going - after all, the pantry closed soon! And it was getting kind of dark... Elke didn't like being out in the dark, it was rather scary, you know, like a rabid dog! Except even with a rabid dog you'd get to see the hot groundskeeper. There really wasn't anything bad in Elkeworld, not even rabid animals. Or scary women in skimpy clothes with really high skinny heels and ridiculously long purple hair.
Her eyebrows barely had time to lift even a little bit before she was shoved away from her box of cookies. She squeaked, instinctively curling up into a ball for the barest of moments before she straightened up and instinctively fixed her skirt. This lady totally was not wearing this season's lingerie. Elke could fix that, but -
"Hey," she said, flailing to her feet. "You gotta ask before you take cookies, you know!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:21 pm
Tanzanite had mean to say 'No, I don't,' but by the time she had taken a bit of the first of the many, many cookies that were now hers, the only sound coming out of her mouth was a mangled, muffled, “Noffidonf,” complete with a spray of cookie crumbs. She regarded the teenager with only a small amount of amusement, taking another bite of her cookie. Yes, her cookie. They were all her cookies now.
“Pet,” she said after swallowing the mouthful of chocolate-chip, “I don't have to ask before I do anything. However, I'm a nice person, so,” she pulled another cookie from a tin, holding it out, “Would you like a cookie before I kill you?”
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:46 pm
Instinctively, Elke flinched when the crumbs sprayed her. She brushed it off very, very quickly and went back to regarding the purple-haired woman with a slightly nervous smile. The lady looked scary, and she was not without the survival instincts even if she generally tended to downplay them as much as she could. No need to make anyone unhappy!
"Um, actually," said Elke meekly, "I'd prefer not to die. It would be nice, I mean." She didn't think much of the purple lady nicknaming her 'pet'. It might just be a vocabulary tic. Those sorts of people with tics were unfortunate. She read about them in books. They sometimes got lyme disease, it was very sad. "A-are you okay??" Not usually a question you asked your soon-to-be murderer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 2:11 am
“I'm wonderful,” she said, returning the offered cookie to the tin before snapping the lid back on and tossing it aside. She brushed her hands together, ridding them of crumbs. It simply wouldn't do to have chocolate on her hands when she ripped out the girl's star seed, after all.
That would be disrespectful.
“Unfortunately,” she shrugged, forcing an incredibly fake sigh as she took a step towards the girl, “I'm not giving you a choice.” Tanzanite advanced, and Elke could either make a run for it or wait for the purple-haired Lieutenant to grab her by the throat and slam her into the wall of the alley.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 1:03 pm
Elke got up and started to back away. This was not good. Most things could be made good, but this was not good in any way that she could think of. Maybe she was just a crazy homeless person, that would explain why she was dressed like that even if purple was totally her color.
That step forward was actually really threatening, and Elke bolted. Damn, her school shoes might be stylish but they were damn hard to run in. She tripped, fell hard on one shoulder and rolled to face the advancing Tanzanite, green eyes wide with fear.
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