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 Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:02 pm
Lieutenant Torbenite was doing his usual thing of patrol-
Ok. Ok you know what? It's been like 20 freaking 'episodes'. Clearly, Toby does not do any "patrolling" thing of the sort: all he does is wander around in his Negaverse outfit, if it could even be called one, pretending to look cool to pick up hot ladies which he never does anyway, seriously now.
((( One jobless low-budget series writer later.... )))
Torbernite blinked and scratched his head for a second. What was that all about? He could have sworn, well, never mind, he had after all seen crazier things in his short teenage lifespan as of far. At any rate, one fruitless round of 'star seed picking', or rather, looking for someone who possibly could be weaker than him, like maybe perhaps an old man just ready to go into an epileptic seizure, had yielded no results and he was pretty much ready to call it a night. At this point Charonite's warning about something to do with collecting three star seeds... by the end of the month was it, or was it year, it was all a blur now, seemed pretty much as far out of reach as Pluto being reconsidered a planet.
Well, there was always time for his -ahem- "other job". Not bothering to change back into his civilians as this form always gave him the aerial maneuverability option, Torbernite practically hop-skipped down the next alleyway, watching a little for the late-night traffic before passing by a couple of stray students, a biker, and a boy in a neon-blue Negaverse agent outfit.
Odd, he thought, turning back for a second, I could have sworn I just saw a boy in a neon-blue Negaverse outfit.
As if the super-shiny glowsticks weren't a dead giveaway, the giant guitar hero controller, which Torbernite did not think was THAT wireless compatible, strapped onto the other Lieutenant pretty much smelt like 'fresh meat'. Of the malleable kind.
He grinned and sauntered over, one hand in his pocket, pretending to look all-important. Maybe if he was really good, he could get a glow-stick out of them! "Hey there, fellow Negaverse agent. How's it going with the star-stealing and all?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:34 pm
Fresh meat barely described Demy. The boy was so new he still hadn't discovered the whole jumping thing. Though man when he did, the city better prepare for an agent hyped up like a gerbil on crack. Jumping around and around and around and....
Anyways.
The boy was apparently grooving to his own unheard music, which of course meant that rather than -walking- down the street it was more of a hop-skip-dance maneuver. Add to this the fact he was almost always in his own little world and it made sneaking up on him a rather bad idea.
It was in the middle of some strange dance combined with a head move last seen on such classics as Night at the Roxbury that the blonde finally noticed someone beside him. Quickly whirling around, Demy eyed the newcomer with a tilted head.
"...Star-stealing? I dunno about -you- man but if I was actually stealing stars I think I'd bottle them and put them in my room as a decoration. ....Though I suppose that's if stars were small enough to put in a bottle...or if one had a -really big- bottle..."
Demy rubbed at his chin a moment, contemplating the ways one could bottle a star. It wasn't long before his attention was brought back to the one before him.
"So uh...........do I know you or something?"
He couldn't recall knowing someone looking like this, but then again Demy had a -lot- of contacts. Maybe it was one of those filed in the 'lesser' category that he only conversed with in text messages? Who knew.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:59 pm
Torbernite's expression quickly went from amused to stunned to a simple facepalm all within the time span of a few seconds. "I don't literally mean a star-" he corrected, before the rest of the sentence sunk in, "No no, you don't BOTTLE them." Actually, he didn't know if one could. He briefly wondered how large a bottle it would take before he was re-distracted by the fact that the other had finally stopped having their imaginary seizure.
He once again tried to exchange his rather beleaguered expression with one that he hoped was someone impressive and possibly intimidating. "Well, you might now know about me, but I know about you, Lieutenant."
Ok. So sue him, he didn't even know which Lieutenant this guy was. But there was no way he was gonna pass by a potential opportunity for someone else to do his 'dirty work', aka: get beat up for him while he went in for the kill. Instead, he crossed his arms, "What I mean is, how goes the star SEED stealing, you know, harvesting dark energies for the might of the Negaverse, for restoring her Queen graciousness, blahblah. I was wondering if you needed some advice from a pro."
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 5:20 pm
"You know about me?"
And with this the 'you' was emphasized with a poke at the other Lt, while the "me" was pointed out with a poke at himself.
"Really now? And what exactly is it you know of me hrm? Perhaps how awesome I am? Or...hrmmm, you must have seen my name at the arcade, huh?"
....Yeah he just wasn't getting the point. This whole military organization thing was going to take a while to sink into his brain. Perhaps a long while.
"...Stars have seeds man? Seems kinda weird doesn't it? It's not like there's much -water- out there in space, so what waters the seeds to make them grow into stars?"
Toby was then treated to a long ramble about star growth and reproduction explained as though they grew from a seed like plants. Which Schee was pretty damn sure they -didn't- but it was still fun to talk about.
"Pro? What kind of pro man? I'm a pro Guitar Hero player! But sorry, I can't tell you my tricks of the trade. It's my little unspoken rule....though I guess now it's been spoken. ...Oops."
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:00 pm
"Uh.....huh." The space between the two words seemed to have stretched out forever, considering how long the other had been babbling. For a second Torbernite wondered if there was possibly a 'stop' button for them, and preferably a 'mute' one as well.
He shook his head for a second to snap out of the other Lieutenant's hypnotic droning. Clearly this must be part of their dark powers or something. The long sentence had nearly made him forget why the heck he was here in the first place.
Something about food? suggested his inner voice number one. Nono, that wasn't it.
Maybe something about- Aha!
"Ok that's cool and stuff man," Torbernite attempted to shush the other with an outstretched index finger. "But how would you like to know to real EVIL stuff? You know, the things that will make you stand out in front of your fellow Lieutenant peers?"
Oh god, he had a feeling the other still might not get it at this point. Time to try tactic two. "I'll give you something really cool if you come with me too." He amended, rolling his eyes a bit. For the love of Christ it was like talking to himself when he was ten.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:24 pm
"Well I do like to stand out..."
This coming from the guy who just a few moments ago had been wandering down the street in black and screaming neon blue, carrying glowsticks and a giant GH controller. Oh yeah, he sure loved to stand out.
However standing out was quickly tossed aside for a much more interesting statement.
"Something really cool huh? How cool? Is it shiny? I -do- like shiny things. Also glowing things. ...Things that are shiny -and- glow are like...the coolest thing ever man."
Well, he was rambling again. But hey! At least he looked like he'd follow Toby now. It was a start, right?
"Star shaped shiny glowing things are the best----hey man, what's your name? I'm uh...."
He thought a moment. Shouldn't give his real name...right? At least he was trying to get this whole Negaverse thing right.
"Lieutenant Scheelite. You can just call me Schee. Or ScheeeeeEEEEeee, if you so desire."
Like anyone besides himself would enjoy stretching the name out like that. Really, at some points it vaguely resembled nails dragged on a chalkboard.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:00 pm
Yeah, because he sure wouldn't have guessed that. Biting back any sarcastic remarks, Torbernite vaguely wondered how the heck intimidating the other into giving him stuff had turned into HIM giving the other some sort of bribe. He eyed them suspiciously for a second: they better not steal his shinies!
Well all in all, this would be worth it, right? Especially if it meant he could simply use this poor fool as a decoy for any senshi, who always seemed to show up in the middle of his lame star-seed theft attempting heists.
"Torbernite," he offered his hand to the other like some sort of pact, wondering why he even bothered parting with his name, (though at this rate the other probably wouldn't remember it come tomorrow). "All right, Lieutenant.... Scheelite." Seriously, was there really a mineral called that?! "We are going to land you a star seed. Or rather, you're going to get one, and I will show you how, and stuff... anyway, just come this way. It will be REALLY cool too ok?"
Yeah, then he would just convince the other to hand it to him for safekeeping. It would be like taking candy from a baby!
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:42 pm
Schee quickly snagged the offered hand, giving it a quick shake before releasing it once more. If Torbernite knew Scheelite any better, he'd know to be incredibly thankful he was released so quickly.
"Are star seeds shiny?"
Hey, this guy sounded like he had experience. He'd know, right?
"Really cool hrm?..."
Schee was following at this point. Following right along Tob's heels like some kind of lost puppy. Well...at least he wasn't putting up a fight? Maybe the plan wouldn't be -that- hard for Torbernite to pull off.
That is, of course, as long as Scheelite could actually manage to steal a star seed for Torbernite to then steal from him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:16 pm
Torbernite had no clue when his mental words of 'please stop telling me useless stuff' had turned into 'please stop asking me questions', and finally a resigned '...please just stop'.
He was feeling rather proud of himself though. It was the first time someone other than his imaginary friends was listening to him! He walked with just a little more confidence than usual, not bothering to do his usual 'hide in the shadows' technique, though Scheelite's blundering around probably would have nullified any stealth move techniques.
"Yeah..." trying to phase out the other's talking for just a second, he squinted, looking around for any danger signs. No magical schoolgirls to immediately take him out, things looked pretty good to start off with. Now just to find a...
-Aha!
Torbernite leaned close to Scheelite, talking in an elevated whisper, as if to express seriousness (well, star-seed stealing was always a serious situation, regardless). "Ok, this is what you're gonna do."
Here, he nodded to a stray figure walking down the corner of the street, their feet entirely out of sync with their body, a bottle of what looked like "Abslut Vodka" in one hand. Tobernite pointed towards the highly intoxicated man. "This, is our victim. You are going run up to him, grab him in the chest, and take his star seed." Insert eyeroll. "If you do it right, you'll get that something really cool after it I promise."
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:54 pm
Scheelite nodded along, seemingly quite content and knowledgeable of this plan. Though in reality he was simply head bobbing to some random tune playing in his head. Oh Scheelite...
"Dude, you want me to grab that guy's -chest-? That's a little weird don't you think? That's more something you do for gi----really cool thing?"
The rant was cut short by the mention of the ever mysterious REALLY COOL THING (tm). His eyes practically shined as he thought of all the really amazing things this mystery item could be. It could be anything! It could even be a boat!
...Not that he'd want a boat. He'd prefer glowsticks thankyouverymuch.
"Alright, whaaaatever you say!"
Stretching his arms above his head, Schee wandered his way over to the heavily intoxicated man. Grab him in the chest, get a starseed, earn a super awesome thing. Didn't sound too hard.
So he did, he reached out and 'grabbed' the guy's chest. Which only resulted in a handful of clothing. He wasn't quite getting the whole -reaching in- idea.
"Like this man?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:56 pm
Trying to recover from the shock that this Scheelite actually did something, Torbernite made strange, abstract motions with his hands that were apparently, supposed to clarify his instructions.
At this point, a rather awkward moment of silence passed, punctuated only by the inebriated man exclaiming suddenly that dude, he couldn't see his feet. It was enough to bring Torbenite back to the situation at hand and he could not resist a facepalm. Ok, ok, think how did Obsidian and Linarite do it again...?
Right! "No, I think you gotta like, reach in you know." He tried to make the motion of doing such, pulling back his arm, probably something he learned from watching too many Karate Kid movies, before pushing it forward in a fist. "You know like, smack the chest with your hands in a claw, that should work!"
Wait, was it smack into the chest or... well, he wasn't the best at explaining things ok. "Ok um, I gimme a sec to think, try that and if it doesn't work, just stall for time for a sec ok, I dunno, give them your battle cry or something."
Seriously, the concept of star-seed stealing seemed to make much more sense doing than explaining. It was like trying to tell someone verbally how to tie a shoelace for crying out loud!
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:29 pm
"Reach...in."
Schee had the most deadpan look he'd ever had. Reach...-into-...someone's chest. Really? REALLY? That sounded like insanity, it sounded stupid, it sounded...
...Kinda cool actually.
"..Whatever ya say man!"
Sticking his tongue out the corner of his mouth (for concentration, of course!) Schee held onto the drunken man with one hand, and held the other midair. Line it up...line it up perfect. Can't screw this up man, someone's watching. It'd be embarassing! Or...something.
Once the perfect alignment was reached, the blonde gave a shrug:
"Heeeere goes nothing!"
and plunged his hand forward. Right into the guy's chest.
"WHOA. WHAT THE ******** HELL MAN?!"
Startled, he quickly pulled his hand BACK out, and shoved the guy away from him. What the hell, what the hell, WHAT THE HELL.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:40 am
Little did Torbernite and Scheelite know, said drunk victim had spent the last three nights inebriated, and was currently on night four. A few days back his girlfriend, whom he had been steady with for two years had ditched him, his boss had laid him off, and he was currently in the lowest point of his life.
Which is to say, even if the man wasn't drunk, the strange antics of the two probably wouldn't have phased this 'victim' a single bit.
Which is to say, said drink victim only stared at Scheelite stupidly despite the other making enough noise to wake the dead.
Torbernite winced. "Not so loud do you want someone to hear us?" he hissed, attempting to use one hand to cover the other's mouth. Trying to steady his erratic heartbeat due to a slight fear of being caught, he looked around furtively, left and right, before deciding the coast was still clear. Seriously, the moment a senshi even as so breathed near their location, he was ditching this poor sod for themselves.
"Ok ok, let me try to explain this again," he began, releasing his grip on the other, trying to relax a little. "As a lieutenant, you are ah... lets go with magical, yes. You have MAGIC hands that can go invisible, reach around, and-" Insert pause. "-You know what? Here."
Even though by nature most 'thieves' did not do the directly attacking thing, he was pretty much on his last string. On a harp. Having snapped the other 200-odd strings starting from his first encounter with Scheelite. With an exasperated sigh, finally deciding he would do the world better anyway by ridding it of this poor excuse of a man, he reached in himself and grabbed the star seed, pulling it out for Scheelite to examine. "See, shiny? It doesn't hurt them really, I mean what would 'stars' be doing inside people anyway, right?"
A part of him might have felt some sort of remorse at killing this poor drunk man had this been any other situation, but that part seriously Did Not Give a ******** Damn at this point as it had retired to its shriveled collective part of Torberite's brain going "Why am I here?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 7:52 pm
It was good that Torbernite moved his hand off of Schee's mouth when he did. It was just reaching the point that the blonde was considering sticking out his tongue and licking the other when the hand was moved and things explained once more.
...Huh.
"Magical huh? Magical's pretty cool. Dunno why you'd want to be able to reach into someone's chest tho---"
Schee went SILENT, gaze focused intently on the star seed. Shiny didn't explain it. That...that was -beyond- shiny. It was beautiful, and it....it had just come out of that guy's chest. What in the friggin hell?!
"...D-doesn't hurt? ..Shiny... But that came out of that guy's -chest- ...shiny......"
....Well at least he was being a lot more -quiet-, and he seemed pretty transfixed on just how shiny that damn thing was.
"So we're -helping- them by taking those out huh?"
Because if he knew he was -killing- someone there was a hell of a lot less of a chance he'd actually do it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 8:27 pm
"No, it doesn't hurt," he reaffirmed, one hand toying with the aforementioned star seed absentmindedly before realizing that he HAD ended up doing all the grunt work, and was even more wasting his precious time and breathing space around this... Lieutenant. Maybe the General-King Charonite was drunk. Really really drunk.
A thought suddenly occurred to him. Grinning, he held the 'shiny' (oh boy did he knew where the other was coming from in that aspect) close to Scheelite to let the other examine it. "Well, see, we Negaverse agents are employed by Charonite to ah, remove these shinies. Too much shinies can hurt a person, you know. So it is your duty, Lieutenant"- and here he fought down a chuckle, trying to keep his expression serious, -" For the greatness of the uh, darkness and all that stuff, to collect as many 'star's' as you can ok? People's lives depend on you!"
He gave the other a salute, half-mocking, snickering to himself. As if the other could actually do anything useful, but it sure would be funny to see Scheelite try, at their expense or not.
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