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 Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 8:59 pm
She was patrolling. Again. This time it was really only because she didn't have any school work for the evening, and so decided she might as well devote a few hours to youma-hunting. If she was fortunate enough, she could even find one of those Negaverse guys and teach them a thing or two. The thought made her smile in that distinctly unpleasant way that let you know she wasn't think about rainbows and kittens but bloodshed. Some psychologist would probably LOVE to get their hands on her, but fortunately she kept whatever thoughts she had about kicking enemy asses to herself.
Sailor Nemesis jumped from one building to next, the folds of her skirt lifting with each leap. Honestly, she was going to sew an extra layer onto it herself, even if she was totally inept at sewing, and would probably hurt herself more. The skirt was aggravatingly short, and while it COULD provide a distraction to enemies, Nemesis would rather AVOID that sort of embarrassment altogether. She really wasn't the kind of girl to go flashing around her goodies, which meant whomever designed her fuku was one sick b*****d.
Nemesis dropped down onto the street, surprised that for once she hadn't actually stumbled when doing so. Maybe this meant she was getting better with all of her extended abilities. She was faster, stronger, more agile... Yeah, she liked being a Sailor Scout to a degree. Fixing her skirt, she began to make her way down the street. Now, this was mildly depressing. The night was dead, and not in that I-suspect-something-is-lurking-just-around-the-corner way. It was that there was NOTHING around to beat up.
"What a waste of time," she groaned.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:28 pm
It was about the time he noticed some silky smooth legs flying over head Castor couldn't help but marvel at where they ended and what lay well...In a less then publicly shown space. Que a wolf whistle to the senshi babe who just dropped out of the sky. "Now THAT," Castor walked up to his fellow senshi comrade, eying her up and down, "was a really NICE jump. How about next time we just stick to you bending over to give me a peek 'kay?" The super scout was also super cocky, not hesitating to get close.
"After all, I'm betting the last thing you want to do is give the enemy a show. Not that I mind it. But, I'm pretty sure flashing won't score us points with the general civilian populace." He offered a gloved hand. "Super Sailor Castor, of Hail."
Somewhere, one might wonder why in the name of all that is good, did Astraea even ALLOW the cocky teen to ascend. It did nothing for his attitude.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 3:27 pm
At first the sound of his voice had quite nearly startled her, but what he actually said overrode any response to jump or look shocked that she'd just basically jumped over someone and then down next to them. Her lips pulled down into a firm line, though it seemed like she was only silently brooding for those precious few seconds of silence. If Castor had gotten the chance to know her previously, then he would have known that her silence meant bad things were going to happen. She was picturing his death vividly. She didn't care that he was a Senshi, this lecherous a** was going to die for looking at her in such a way, and suggesting that she was so much of a whore to purposefully flash everyone in sight.
"Nemesis," she responded, her voice tight with just slightly controlled anger. She didn't reach out to shake his hand, because honestly she could only think of where that glove had been, and it made her shiver with outright disgust. Slowly she turned to face, stowing away her annoyance for the few precious seconds it would take for her to incapacitate him.
"You have a few seconds to walk away, because if you don't, I can promise you that by the time dawn rolls around you won't be alive to see it." Aww, there she was again, being nice and giving him a chance to apologize, retract his statements, and run for his ******** life. Then again, even if he did run Nemesis would likely be tempted enough to hurt him ANYWAYS.
At least she was appearing nice on the outside.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:46 pm
Pulling his hand back, Castor sighed. "That's cold. Just trying to be friendly." Clearly for Castor friendly bordered on flirting. "And if you killed me, I'm pretty sure you'd get an Astraea b***h fit. She seems to like going into b***h fits these days." Never mind when he usually saw her he was half beaten and he kinda of deserved it but still.
"You want to start over?" His voice suddenly deadpanned, eyebrow quirked. "Hello fellow senshi, I am Super Sailor Castor, senshi of hail. I couldn't help but notice you nearby and thought I'd say hello." He grinned offering his hand again. "So hello."
Her lust for his blood was just her being upset he'd seen her panties. It was just a girl thing. Wasn't it?
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:53 pm
"If that's what you consider just 'friendly', I advise you re-evaluate it," she responded dryly. Her gloved forearms crossed against her chest, hiding whatever cleavage was there from this Sailor Castor's view. He was not going to get any more such luck that he had earlier. If he wanted a free show (or just a show in general, though she might take the price of his life for it), he'd have to go to some slut. "And, I don't give a flying ******** if Astrea bursts a few blood vessels over seeing your life spoiled." Honestly, she couldn't see how Astrea would care about THIS senshi.
"Not really," she replied, but he was already re-introducing himself as if she had consented to it to begin with. She hadn't. Nemesis wanted nothing to do with some HIV-infected brat, who thought being a Super Senshi would help him get some feminine attention. "I am Sailor Nemesis, the senshi of decay." She hoped her power sphere sounded intimidating. It wasn't feminine or pretty, and really, once she used it on him he'd really have no further interest in her at all.
"Are you satisfied? Because I really have no interest in talking to you anymore." Nemesis was a brat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 6:13 pm
".....Man, you're worse then she is!" Castor laughed, as if Nemesis would never hurt him. "Decay huh? That's kinda badass actually. Battle, Decay, you babes get some of the more badass powers." Then he remembered that on from the junkyard. "But this one girl got Rainbows I think. It was all sparkles and s**t. At least I don't have that."
Rubbing his nose from the cold, his view went back to her legs. "..You'd think we'd get some kind of costume change come the change in the year but no, same old same old. Must suck for you though. I mean, sure it's nice, and I mean nice, to look at. It has got to be a b***h in this weather."
It was sad in a way. Castor didn't know Nemesis would kill him, and she didn't know Castor. NEVER. Gave. Up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:11 pm
If Castor thought she wouldn't hurt him, he was delusional, and it'd be left to question HOW the other senshi had survived so long. "Don't call me 'babe', or my 'badass power' will conveniently kick you in the a**." She was getting closer and closer to giving in to the temptation to attack him. All she'd have to do was destroy his ability to move for a little while and beat him up a little... she'd be gone before he could recover, and she'd have the perfect little revenge that she desired. Revenge wasn't just revenge for Nemesis until she dealt it back tenfold.
"Get your eyes off my thighs!" she snapped irritably at him, because she had little doubt that he wasn't looking at her legs just to comment on how she must be cold. "My next costume better be pants," she grumbled softly to herself. Really, tonight she was going home to spend a few hours stitching up something to attach to her skirt that WOULD cover everything up. She didn't want any more perverted school boys taking a peek at her goods.
Nemesis sighed and lifted a hand to push back a stray strand of hair. "How could you possibly be a senshi? This is just ridiculous."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:23 pm
"Hey, you're the one that jumped right over me and gave me a view! Which was nice as hell. You should be happy, not all girls got and pair as nice as yours!" As if that was what she wanted to hear. "I know ALL about getting stuck with the s**t uniforms though. When I first got roped into this gig, I got shorts. REALLY short shorts. And for some reason my legs got magically smooth. Every time I henshin'd up, my legs would get some magical waxing. It's was emasculating, and really awkward."
He wiggled a now pant covered leg. "Still get the magical waxing, but hey, at least it's in pants. Maybe when you get a power up, you'll get some tights? Until then, you might be able to slip on some gym shorts. You know, the ones that are like a second skin. I'd miss the sight but, I can understand why you'd want them. Get cold with just those cute frills standing between you and the night chill." Did Castor ever shut up? No Nemesis, he did not, you have to do that on your own.
"And I got my powers probably the same way you got your's, Astraea came up, told me to scream something, and bam, welcome to your worst night, only this time, s**t gets real." He acted like they were best buds. To bad he never caught onto what not to say to girls. Especially ones with super powers.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 7:35 pm
There was only so much of his pig-headed and pervertedness that she could take. Her cheeks flushed (though fortunately when she flushed it didn't go all blotchy and spotty) with righteous upset at what he was saying. This idiot had unashamedly stared underneath her skirt, without her consent (consent that he'd NEVER have)! Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him, paying less and less attention to what he was saying now as her mind grew more and more focused on utterly and completely destroying him. Nemesis just couldn't let anyone get away with making a scandal out of her like that. She was the kind of girl to pick fights NORMALLY, so it wasn't that much of a jump that she'd consider making one now.
"Mmm, how about I show you my power?" she smiled innocently at the Super Sailor Scout. It was an innocence that was totally and completely misleading. "Decay of movement!" her innocent smile turned sickly, even though it appeared as if nothing had happened. Castor would likely take it for a dud attack. Hell, he probably wouldn't even realize he had been attacked. Nemesis wasn't going to fill him in, she was just going to wait for the realization to dawn upon him and THEN the fun and games would begin.
"Astraea didn't awaken me, but I've heard her name enough to know who she is..." she continued on in a perfectly conversational manner, as if nothing was amiss.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:25 pm
Holding his arms up, expecting a blow to come from what HE say and an unexpected attack, Castor, blinked when nothing happened. It was kina funny in a way. She made it sound so badass.
"....Uh, what?" He held out his hands. "What was tha-" Uh....wait a sec. Why wasn't his leg moving? "Decay of...You have GOT to be joking." He sighed and sat down. "...Please don't tell me what I think your attack does and what it might mean for my balls."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:45 pm
Oh god, the satisfaction practically filled her to the brim. She nearly purred with pleasure at the expression on his face. He had expected something more direct, but no, her sweet little surprise would certainly immobilize him in the most frightening of ways. "No, I'm not, actually," now she really did purr. "See, this is what happens when perverts like you decide that it's okay to sneak peeks at panties and at breasts. It's not cool, and quite frankly, I won't tolerate it." She stalked towards him, making it all the more clear what it was she intended to do. His suspicions were right, she was going to hurt him in the most clearest of ways, because that was easiest, and she didn't want to break too much of a sweat hurting this kid in revenge.
"I'm not going to tell you! Instead, I'll show you ~" With that said, she drove her ankle-boot up between the other sailor scout's legs. Why? Because she was a b***h.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 10:23 pm
'NOT IN THE-FFUUUUUUUUU" Castor's voice hit an octave that so far, only a select few of the negaverse had the pleasure of hearing. And now a senshi. He really should start wearing a sports cup. He really should.
"Aw ******** me." OH for the love of. He couldn't even scruntch up, roll over or protect his balls. Note to self: Nemesis. Never piss her off. b***h will ******** you up. BAD. Opening his mouth, oh wait, nope. He couldn't talk right now. That's great, he wanted to say it couldn't really be helped as she jumped right over him and it had TECHNICALLY been an accident. But, she was an angry girl.
And thus, she would not be able to see his guy logic.
"FFFFFFFFFFFFF". Well, at least he could make a small sound.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 10:41 pm
She grinned triumphantly as her attack took full effect. He couldn't even move to defend himself, let alone curl up into a ball in sheer pain from her assault. It really was a high, having power over someone, getting revenge. Her morals could be considered a little screwed, but deep down they flowed in the right direction, so while it seemed like she was just a b***h, she was very likely less so on the inside. Then again, there was no point in Castor ever finding that out. For now, there would be no mercy. "Does it hurrrttt?" she questioned, leaning close to Castor, almost as if she would kiss him...
But, no, she just drove her knee up into his gut instead (mercifully choosing not to go for his delicate balls - maybe later she'd do that again). "Listen up, Super Sailor Castor, don't ******** with me. Don't ever ******** touch me or look at me inappropriately, or I will kill you. I'm not some pansy a** senshi - I will protest, and I will fight back." She reached back into his hair to tug it cruelly, to further emphasize her point. This b***h was not to be messed with. Ever.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 11:40 pm
"....THE ********?" he was finally able to yell again. Small reward. "You think-" Hands suddenly shot to his crotch. Seemed the attack was wearing off. "I'd like, RAPE you? Shiiiiiiiiiiit." He was able to roll now. Oh JOY! "God, like, ********. " He took a deep breath. "The most I do is look. Jesus. And even then, it's not like I do it on purpose!"
He was male. He was hormone driven. ITS WASN'T HIS FAULT. SERIOUSLY.
"Fiiiine. OH GOD I WON'T LOOK JUST ********." Ow ow pain in neither region. "NEVER DO THIS AGAINNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH" And there it was, full control of his body. Meaning Castor was now rolling in a tight ball on the pavement.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 11:52 pm
Oh, pooey, it looked as if Castor was beginning to regain his mobility, which meant Nemesis couldn't beat the s**t out of him without expecting some sort of retaliation. She wasn't going to hurt him anymore when she was at risk for getting hurt back - that wasn't how revenge was supposed to play out. Fortunately, Castor seemed too busy nearly crying in pain to do anything ABOUT the source of his pain. "No, I don't think you're strong enough to rape me. I'm just telling you that you don't have permission to look, and if you don't look, I won't kick your a**." She unkindly tapped his side with the point of her boot, as if to emphasize what exactly she could do to him if he pissed her off.
"You have yourself a deal there, and now, if you'll excuse me, I'll gladly let you roll around in pain while I get back to patrolling." That meant she wouldn't have to deal with this idiot. He'd probably still be rolling around on the ground in pain by the time she got done scouting the area for possible dangers. Hell, she'd probably be able to take down a youma quicker then Castor would take to get back up onto his own two feet. "I'm glad you've learnt your lesson, really."
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