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 Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:55 am
School on the weekdays, patrol on the weekends. That was the schedule that Cordelia Carden, also Sailor Corvus, had set herself up for, trying desperately to stick with it. It was difficult, all in all, with so many things tugging her in different directions... Difficult and frustrating.
Luckily enough, youma made amazing punching bags when it came to needing something to take frustration out on and she'd been getting just a little bit better at holding her own up until she was able to use her abilities, powers, whatever it was, to vanquish her foe. She began wondering, on some level, if she should be keeping a journal of these things... But on that same level was the worry that she was going to be found out and exposed; something she knew she couldn't risk.
"Aggh. Ew." She pulled her hand back from the punch she'd just thrown, hopping out of the way before the youma could hit her in return. "Uggh... Why did I have to pick a a slime ball to attack this time? Can't you just... Die like a good little youma?"
She received her answer quickly in the form of a slam that send her flying into a nearby trashcan, the lid falling to the ground with a clink. "Uggh..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 7:29 am
It was rare that Erik "Oddy" Corlione ever got into a blue funk, but he'd been in one for a little while, and it had put a serious dent in his patrolling. He hadn't been able to get the recent deaths and disappearances out of his day, and he was only now finally starting to try and crawl his way out from the smothering blanket of helplessness he felt when even Charys didn't seem to know what to do. Of course he was also a lousy liar, and he needed this, and probably a few considerably longer job sessions, to work off the weight that his mothers zealous 'calorie therapy' was starting to pack on.
Extra weight would -not- look good in his uniform.
The sound of a loud -crash- ((Corvis' dramatic flight into the garbage can...)) caught his attention, and he jogged that direction, hoping he wasn't about to make a dramatic entrance on a alley cat enjoying dinner. (Although that might make Char laugh.)
"Hey! You ok?" He called, skidding to a halt what he thought might be a safe distance from the repulsive looking Youma, though truth be told, they rarely won any beauty contests. Why should this one be any different? The sight of another Senshi was a pleasant surprise though.
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:29 am
"Obviously not..." She muttered to herself as she pulled herself to her feet, her words an answer to the question she'd asked the youma. Now covered in muck from the alley and touched up with at least a little bit of trash, Corvus was even more annoyed than before... Which probably wasn't a good thing.
The sound of a voice, a human voice, caught her off guard though, head tilting towards it and jaw nearly dropping as the senshi surrendered to a rather girlish moment. "Wow..." Her eyes trailed from his face to his chest before quickly drifting back up, a slight flush touching her cheeks. She'd never seen a male senshi before, assuming that's what he was beyond absolutely gorgeous.
"Ugh. Focus, will you?" She reprimanded herself as she shook her head to snap out of it. "I'm fine. For the moment, at least. I'll be a lot better when that thing is dust."
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 9:50 am
Was she -blushing-? Damn that was so cute. Well, garbage aside anyway, but he doubted that was a normal fashion accessory for her. "Hope you don't mind if I lend a hand?" He asked, though he was already preparing a strike on the thing.
Youma being rather rude didn't tend to let you pause for conversation.
"Might of the Pen!" The attack was accompanied by a sharp gesture with one hand, sending a black slash of something like ink, though it looked as though it had been blurred by too pourous paper, toward the Youma, to keep it at bay at least while the young woman dusted herself off.
"You ever notice that half these things look like B-movie monsters? It makes you wonder if the B-movie monsters were inspired by the Youma or vice versa." He noted, conversationally. "Sailor Eridanus, by the way. Nice to meet another Senshi!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 10:02 am
"Mind? No, why would I mind?" Too distracted to be defensive over 'her' youma and 'her' fight, she just watched him for a moment as he prepared his attack and sent it off just like that. He made it look so easy, like he'd practiced over and over and...
And obviously he didn't need to get his a** handed to him by a pile of yuck in order to get his attack off. This thought made her frustrations bubble up inside of her again, reminding her of at least one of the reasons why she'd come out to do some damage tonight. She needed to get this power of hers figured out and under control so no one else got hurt.
"Sailor Corvus... And I'm going to send that thing back where it came from." Her eyes gleamed as she brought her hands together, a ball of dark energy forming between her palms as she focused. "Corvus's Revenge!" She called out as she sent the ball flying towards the youma, hitting it dead in the center of its chest where a hole formed... A hole that slowly began to close as the youma ambled closer.
"..." Maybe she'd spoken too soon, or maybe she'd just aimed for the wrong spot. "Uh... Oh, no. I think that just made it mad. That worked on the last youma..." Or maybe she'd just thought it had.
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 10:19 am
Oddy made a face, grimacing as the hole slowly closed. On another youma, that would have made some serious dent, but apparently it was Murphy and his infamous law, and not Serenity who had blessed them this evening.
"Damn, I hate that. Thats the problem with Youma, they're like the Baskin Robbins of pain in the butt. 51 flavors of evil, and nooooo menu."
He had actually been doing this for a while, more or less, though he'd never advanced the way Charys had, which was ironic, given how much motivation she generally showed, but really, he never thought about it much more than to chuckle about it.
"Nice attack though, I bet that usually does some serious damage." He added cheerfully; feeling better already. Why hadn't he gone out patrolling before? Seriously.
"Might of the Pen!" he tried again, at least to by some time to look around. Trash can... trash can lid... maybe they could stuff it in the trash can?
Though in classic "Oddy" style planning he really wasn't sure what they'd do with it should that succeed. "Well, since there's not exactly a Senshi-signal... I guess we'll just have to make something up?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 10:35 am
"It's starting to get ridiculous." She huffed, that dark rage still bubbling within her as she tried to gauge the youma and where it's possible weak point might be. Its chest certainly wasn't it. Maybe...
"It depends on the youma, I think. Maybe it would've done more to this one if it wasn't so... Gross." Really. Who made a youma out of garbage? She was going to have to see what she could do about starting a compost heap or writing a letter to the recycling center or something.
"Maybe if we both attacked it at once... What do you think?" Her brow lofted as she spared him a glance, almost regretting it as her heel caught on a can and she stumbled back.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:51 am
"I've heard worse ideas!" Eridanus quipped, reaching instinctively to offer her a hand as she stumbled. ((Mama Corlione didn't raise any cads after all...)) Of course what he didn't mention was that some of those worse ideas had been his, but hey, not every idea could be a winner. "If that fails we can stuff a garbage can over its head and see if they take Youma at the dump." he joked. "Although there's probably huge fines for improper disposal of evil junk monsters."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 9:05 am
He caught her hand and she found herself teetering on the edge of snatching it back while saying that she didn't need his help (funny when she'd just suggested they attack together) and blushing at how much of a gentleman she seemed to have stumbled into. Her body decided for her, as she let him help her catch her balance, face lightly flushing once more. She was really going to have to get a handle on that if she was going to be around boy senshi more often...
"Thanks..." She laughed as she drew her hand back, steeling herself once more as she redirected her focus to the pile of ick lurching in their direction. A bit of a smirk inched into her smile as she listened to his jokes. "Alright, then... Let's take out the trash! On the count of three..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 10:08 am
Take out the trash. Ba dum bum, ching. Nice to find someone with at least some sense of humor, since lord knew Astrea had none, just a broad inventory of put downs.
He swallowed the urge to make jokes about the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch, and drew back his free hand for a strike.
"One.... two....Three!" He'd try and match his count to hers of course, since he didn't know if she needed to build up to her impressive attack or not...and hoped not to get splattered when things kicked off.
"Might of the Pen!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 10:54 am
"Revenge!" Her shout accompanied his as they fired off their attacks, her own dark magic spiraling around his inky splash. She wasn't sure what to expect from the joint attack, but when it hit it was clear that something was happening just from the writhing of the youma and it's horrible screech.
"I... Oh, god, I think it's going to blow." She reached out to grab Sailor Eridanus by the wrist, dragging him out of the line of fire by ducking behind a large dumpster. Her eyes closed and she winced as she heard something hit the side of the dumpster. When she did open her eyes to look up it was in time to see pieces of charred paper and singed garbage floating to the ground. "... Yuck."
Understatement of the year. She was going to need to shower for a week to get rid of that smell.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:09 am
Eridanus made a startled sound as Corvus grabbed him and yanked him behind the dumpster, though a beat or two later he was far from unhappy she had.
"...Wow...that was impressive." He admitted, blinking and raising an arm as a shield, just in case bits of exploded garbage made it this far, then grinned. "Did you SEE that mixed attack? That was BADASS." He added, his grin almost glowing in his darker skin. "I mean yours is pretty kick a** on it's own..." He added, hoping not to offend.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:20 am
"Mine's not all that impressive..." She murmured as her eyes leveled out with his. Damn if his grin wasn't contagious, her mind wandered as she found herself caught up in a return smile. "I mean... If it was I wouldn't need to wait for a monster to attack me first."
Her laughter was soft as she shook her head. Really, leave it to a boy to be this excited about defeating a monster. It wasn't that fun, was it? Wasn't it just... Duty? To themselves, the other humans and the city itself?
"Eridanus, was it?" A slight loft of her brow accompanied her movement as she tried to peer out around the arm he had shielding them from the debris. "Your attack wasn't all that bad either. You make it look so nonchalant... So easy. You've been at this for a while?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 8:29 am
"Yeah well, mine doesn't punch holes in things either." He continued to beam, grin as bright as a set of highbeams as he offered her a high five from exhilaration. "These things balance out." He added, by way of reassurance. "Yeah, Eridanus, Senshi of Ink." He lowered his arm as the debris stopped falling slowly. "A little while, Nerissa and I were I -think- some of the first to get woken up."
He didn't mention Nova... it was still too raw an wound for him, and for Charys. "I'm not as powerful yet as she is though." It would come in time, but he wasn't in a hurry just yet, since usually he was fine. Usually....
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 8:45 am
"It doesn't usually do that." She laughed, bringing a gloved hand up to run fingers through her hair. "Actually, that's the first time it's done that... I think it's because of the youma's composition, but." Her nose wrinkled as she shook her head, trying not to think about all of the muck and ooze and general nastiness.
"Senshi of Ink." She mulled over that for a moment before her smile broadened. "Well, that makes sense. Proving that the pen is mightier than the sword?" Another little quirk of her brow and a slight smirk as she shifted to straighten herself out and step around him so that she could strike a bit of a mocking pose... Mocking the situation, of course, not him. "I'm Sailor Corvus, Senshi of Vengeance and in the name of the stars, you're dust!"
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