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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 12:51 pm
It was raining. It had started out raining, when Sailor Pegasus had leaped from her dorm window in Crystal Academy, her white ballet flats quickly becoming speckled with mud as she landed on the sodden grass. She hadn't really cared, though, to be perfectly honest. The weather in general rarely bothered her, be it snow or rain or scorching sun, although during patrol, the latter was extremely rare. The rain kind of matched her mood that night; not enough to be a downpour but certainly enough to soak you through over a good period of time, and at least make you feel soggy until then. Even before she had reached the gate, Pegasus' strawberry blonde hair was misted with water, and by the time she had actually reached a main road it had been stained an almost auburn color, framing her face and clinging to shoulders in messy ribbons. Not a few hours later, her entire uniform was soaked through entirely, teal skirt limp around her hips, the feathery sleeves of her fuku drooping pathetically.
Yes, it definitely matched her mood.
The senshi of dreams walked along the deserted city street with no real plan of where she was going or what she was doing, wandering idly amongst the darkened buildings, the occasional car driving by, kicking a little water up over onto the cement. Pegasus paid it no mind, avoiding the spray only if it took no extra brain power. It had been a long week. It had been a long month, a long year, but it had especially been a long week. The last few days especially had seemed to have ganged up against her, planning and scheming to hit her hard all at once, one fell swoop to put her down for the count. And for the record, it was working.
She was almost starting to wonder if Charys hadn't been right.
Almost.
Stopping by a street lamp, the teal skirted girl glanced up at it a little darkly, staring up at the yellowed light, her face looking even more disappointed as it started flickering. Of course. That was just her luck, wasn't it? How could things get any worse?
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 1:30 pm
The rainy days really were sometimes the best days ever! Certainly Linarite was enjoying it, kicking through the puddles, water dripping off her body. She'd stripped the white half-gloves off early and left them carefully stashed in her only locked desk drawer. Really, if she could have, she would've stripped down to only her jacket and run barefoot through the streets! With the rain it was a total washout for any seed gathering, but that was always rectifiable with perhaps a trip down to the subway, a hobo or three. Easy marks that didn't yield very powerful seeds.
So it was with some amount of astonishment that under a flickering light, she caught the bowed and tiara'd form of a Sailor Senshi! Apparently even they were forced out in bad weather, to patrol against the wicked, evil Negaverse - how fortuitous! On her toes, Lina moved into the shadows, trying to get closer and closer. Dark copper eyes lit up considerably when she saw the delicate golden horn rising up from the tiara on the redhead's brow. It was Sailor ******** Pegasus, the girl who'd always been able to get a one-up on Linarite every time they'd met. Super, super interesting! Wolfishly the Captain called in her shiny new toy, the beautiful staff she'd started to call Mindstopper. Reaching down into the reserves of her power, she felt her pet youma, Orgel waiting eagerly.
"Well well, look what the rain dropped out of the sky. Too wet to fly home?" Dramatic effect was not lost on the Negaverser as she stalked out of the shadows, the flickering light giving an eerie cast to the encounter. "Imagine that. Imagine you crossing my path. It's quite a nice surprise the sky's dropped on me!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 9:27 pm
Apparently, it could get worse. First rule of Murphy's law -- you did NOT question whether or not it could get worse. That was just asking for it. Linarite's voice caught Pegasus off guard, her eyes snapping down to stare at the bluenette, her imagine blinking in and out with the light of the lamp post. Almost immediately, the scout realized something was different, the way she was strutting suggesting that she had an ace up her sleeve and was not about to repeat past mistakes. The glave in her hand was also new, glimmering threateningly in the limited light, dangerous and beautiful. That seemed to be the negaverse style, from what she'd seen. If Pegasus had been any less of a soldier at heart, she would have been distracted.
"Oh look, you lost your squeaky hammer. How will you intimidate your opponents without it?" Pegasus replied sarcastically, her expression completely at odds with how she was feeling about their encounter. On the outside, the senshi seemed unperturbed, her stance taking one of complete disregard as she leaned against the cold metal of the lamp post, arms folded loosely across her chest. Her eyes, however, were pointedly avoiding the weapon, locked onto Lina's, warm to cool, as if this would help save her secret. "The hammer just not doing enough damage for your crowd?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 9:41 pm
Menacingly she swiped the stick through the air, listening to the metal whistle appropriately as she raised eyebrows and grinned. "Don't you like this one so much more? I mean the hammer was fairly intimidating, I loved it so much. But sometimes you just have to grow up, you know? Comes with the promotion." Apparently a great sense of entitled cockiness also came with the promotion, though inwardly she was trying to be wary. Getting carried away only led to you getting your a** thrown down into the pavement.
Not very fun, overall.
"Personally I'd be happy to demonstrate the charms of my lovely little Mindstopper to you! I really am a generous girl, and my parents were careful to teach me that sharing is caring. I do so care about you. And your starseed, of course." Pausing out of reach, hands wrapped around the weapon, Lina was ready to strike at any moment. She'd be out of the way if Pegasus tried to charge up her attack, but sometimes surprises did happen. Especially with the Senshi of Dreams.
No, she was definitely prepared. Linarite would have her crystal!
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 6:54 pm
"I hope Mindstopper hits more accurately than your whack-a-mole hammer."
Apparently the mention of a promotion also made threatened senshi taunt you more than they probably aught to. She had never met a Negaverse Captain, but she had a feeling it took more than being to work on time to get a promotion in the negaverse. Which meant one thing -- the bluenette had stepped up her game.
Pegasus had moved away from the cold metal she had been leaning against, watching Linarite with as much calm as she could muster, both gloved hands ramrod straight at her sides. Beneath them, the muscles of her arms and shoulders had tightened, ready for action, the electricity between them tangible. "That is so sweet of you to care. If I didn't know any better, I would think you were coming on to me," she replied, not bothering to keep the tension from her voice, her eyes steeling as she took a few, methodical steps to one side, beginning to circle.
The game had begun.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 10:02 pm
Surprisingly for Pegasus, this actually brought forth a snort of actual laughter instead of a derisive snort or denial. "Hah, with my track record? No thanks, I have enough strange senshi entanglements to last me a lifetime. Or to shorten it, as it were. No, I'm sorry, but you'll have to save your ample charms for some other poor soul. I'm simply out of room for them!" It didn't take long for the lilting tease to come back into her voice, but the whole time her eyes had been dead serious. Fortunately for the tension level around the two girls, Linarite was a generally impatient person when she knew she had the upper hand.
Sweeping in with the top side of her staff, the Captain lunged across the space and attempted to get in a hit. For good measure, right before the metal would've struck dead in Pegasus' chest, Lina swept her leg around too. If she could dodge the hit, she couldn't dodge the sweep! If lucky, which she generally was not, both would make a landing.
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 4:46 pm
Pegasus had been expecting the first attack, tense and ready since she had noticed the new weapon and the general eagerness of the Lieutenant-gone-Captain. Linarite looked just a little too cocky to be full of hot air, that smirk making the senshi of dreams feel like she was the only one who wasn't in on some juicy little secret. So it came as no surprise when the bluenette took the first lunge towards her, planning ahead and feigning to the right at the last moment before Mindstopper swept across the place she had been, ready to slice her in half given half the chance. She hadn't noticed, however, that the Captain had already expected this, perhaps even counted on that fact.
Fast, but not fast enough, it seemed.
Sailor Pegasus gave a startled gasp as she felt a sharp crack against her shins, crashing to the ground and skidding a little along the muddy gravel before she could scramble up, kicking wildly with one foot, clutching one side. A thin line of crimson had appeared just below her ribcage on her right side, the blood staining through the white bodice of her fuku. It was a dull pain, no more than a scratch, but it was the fact that the first swing had hit it's mark, no matter how deeply, that really startled her. Blood pounding in her ears, the redhead wasted not a moment letting Lina get the upper hand again before leaping as far backward as she could, landing roughly on a bench not too far away, arms folding across her chest as she charged her attack.
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 5:01 pm
Success! Finally, after all that goddamn time, she'd landed a single hit on the Senshi of Dreams! Exultant in her success, Linarite barely slowed her momentum as she circled and tried to find the flash of stained white in the damp that signaled Peagsus. She knew, instinctively, that if she let herself slow even a little bit, it would all be over. She just wasn't as powerful, even with her promotion.
But she was faster. And smarter. Leaping into the air, she whirled the staff over her head and then brought it down much as she had tried to do earlier on the head of the new Sailor Dorado. If nothing else, it would probably force Pegasus to move and would interrupt the charge of that devastating attack a bit longer. Determined, Lina firmly sent a spear of power down to where she could feel the youma she'd made her own waiting. The Captain didn't want to rely on anything but her own power to beat Pegasus into the dirt, but at the same time, wasn't about to lose her.
"Nice try, but not good enough!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 4:35 pm
She saw the glint of Mindstopper above her even before it registered that Linarite was lunging again, not giving up an inch. Pegasus' attack lay unfinished, a softball-sized sphere against her chest as the weapon came down, barely releasing the blast before the shining metal came down on the place where her shoulder had been. But the kinetic energy had been weak, and the orb still in close proximity -- it shoved the two outward only a foot or so, the senshi taking the majority of the blow, Pegasus shoved over the back of the bench.
It might have been her only savior. This was not the Linarite she had met those times before. Even at their last meeting, with Flora sprawled on the concrete, Linarite had not nearly been as tangible a threat. She knew her weakness -- time was of the essence, time to move, dodge, attack. Time she did not have.
It had to get physical.
The concrete once again scraped at the senshi's knees, white gloves torn at the palms where Pegasus scrambled up once more, tripping once before righting herself, grasping the wet metal of the back of the bench for support. With only a grunt in response, she leaped hard across the back and towards the blue-haired Captain, paying Mindstopper no mind as she tried to tackle her onto the muddy street.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 7:41 am
Miscalculation Number One - Assuming All Senshi Use Magical Attacks.
It would be the heading on this part of the battle in Linarite's mind as the scraped senshi body slammed into her. Pegasus was not exactly a large girl, as far as size went, but she was still bigger than the petite blue Captain and took her down with ease. Mindstopper was trapped between them - painfully. Nothing like having those sharp little metal bits pressed into your own skin to motivate you! Shifting her grip while trying to keep the redhead from gouging out her eyeballs, the metal of her staff was shoved out and separated the two with a shove.
It wasn't easy, being on the bottom, to lever that much weight off of yourself. It hadn't been successful, and Linarite couldn't get her hands off the slim lines of her weapon to simply plunge her hand into Pegasus' chest. "b***h, you are going to die!" It was a fierce growl as a knee came up, aiming to hit whatever part of the senshi she could. Maybe that'd knock her lily-white a** off!
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 12:52 pm
For once during the battle, things seemed to be going her way. As the two of them came crashing to the ground, by some miracle it was the senshi of dreams that came out on top, pinning the blue-haired captain to the wet concrete, her hands scrambling to find some purchase, anything to keep it that way. The cut from before was oozing now, staining her white bodice a light rose color, the rain diluting the blood as it seeped into the material, and it stung a little as flailing limbs crashed together, both of them trying desperately to get the upper hand. A rough shove from Mindstopper, and the teal-skirted senshi felt the air leaving her body coughing wetly as it hit her stomach, followed closely by knee.
There was no retort. There wasn't any breath for a retort, her brain panicking as she tried to suck air into her lungs, scrambling wildly to grab Lina's wrists before she could do the inevitable. It was quickly becoming apparent who the victor would be, both parties fully recognizing this. Another rough shove, and the Captain successfully dislodged her, knocking her back onto the curb, the battle and the lack of oxygen leaving her drained and panting against the sidewalk.
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 1:20 pm
Panting and lightly scraped, but not bleeding from their wrestling on the slick concrete, Linarite slowly rose to her feet. Blue hair was soaked and everywhere, flattening down her back and over her face only accenting the savage look of dark murder on her face with a savagery that was terror-inspiring. It was a new feeling, and a new consumption - she wanted this death. Before they had all been necessary deaths, means to an end. But Pegasus? This death was a personal goal that brought a fierce pleasure to the Captain with the idea that it would be a reality soon.
Advancing while still trying to catch her breath, unwilling to waste this moment where the senshi was injured and slowly becoming exhausted, Lina smirked. "Don't worry, I'm told it only hurts for a moment." The staff was shifted to be held lightly in one hand, her right outstretched towards Pegasus. It was like a deer in the headlights, and deliciously enticing. Die, die little senshi, die! It was a pagan chant in her head, making her blind to all else but ending this vibrant life. And end it she would!
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 8:04 pm
It was a good thing she decided to patrol the area today. Well, patrol meaning scout around.
Her eyes grew wide as she caught the last few moments of the scene unfolding. Her teams captain was on the ground- with a Negaverse agent crouched over her. Not just ANY agent either- this one radiated power... a power she had not felt from her previous encounters. This was dangerous- the enemy was growing stronger. They needed to grow stronger as well.
Without a moments notice- the siamese feline was bolting towards them. The blue star on her forehead glowed white for a moment before a beam of light shot out and was aimed for the negaversers arm- she would have aimed for the hand but running + aiming for a small targer is not the best and she did NOT want to hit Pegasus. She also lunged her body at the side of Lina just incase the bold of light missed- to try and shove her away from the Senshi. "GET UP!" She flung a order at the red haired girl.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 8:14 pm
The words came out a lot less dramatically than Pegasus would have liked, but what they lacked in volume and fervency, they made up for in hatred. Blue-green eyes watched as the Captain got up, staff in one hand, the other extended forebodingly, glaring daggers as if could somehow injure the blue haired girl that way. The way Linarite was looking back sent a wave of ice through her veins, foreshadowing of events so soon to pass, and Pegasus attempted to scoot backward a little, claw her way onto the sidewalk. The attempt, however, seemed useless. The die had been cast, the victor identified, and no more stalling could forgo the inevitable.
Game. Set. Match.
Only it seemed some higher force seemed to think it wasn't.
The sudden flash of a bright beam of light startled the senshi of dreams, the sudden interruption of the twisted game of 'cat and mouse' jolting Pegasus out of her 'death glare mode,' head snapping in that direction out of pure human curiosity. But if she was surprised by the beam, she was even more shocked as she watched a siamese-patterned blur flashed into her vision, lunging at the blue-haired Captain with all the ferocity of a mountain lion. A very familiar ferocity, in fact.
"Chloe?"
'GET UP.'
The cat shot the order as if the rhetorical question the redhead had uttered had needed clarification, the tone so Chloe-esque in nature that any of the team could have identified it as their cat easily -- which was certainly good enough for her. The sigh Pegasus uttered was immense and heavy, tired in the way that felt like it should have come from an overworked football player groaning at their coach than a girl whose life depended on it. Still, she wasted no time in shoving herself hard to her feet, staggering just a little before regaining her balance, ready to dash forward to grab the guardian cat if need be.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 8:31 am
Every iota of Linarite's body screamed in protest at what was now happening. Her blood boiled with rage at this denial of a victory that she had finally earned! The elimination of a dangerous senshi, one that had always gotten the drop on her and hers, had done it once again by some mysterious celestial guardian that none of the Negaverse seemed to be in the graces of. Serenity might have been dead and gone, but her goddamn luck remained to protect her court.
The beam hit solidly at the blue-haired captain's elbow, immediately snapping her arm in against her chest. It wasn't the first time, nor the last, that she would feel the laser beam of a guardian cat, and they were so very effective. A tiny body hit her side and before Lina could move her arm and figure out where it was to wring the feline life from its shell, Pegasus was up. Pegasus was up, and that was the worst possible thing that could happen. Could a cat use more than one beam? She was unsure. An inarticulate scream of pure frustration all but exploded from Linarite's throat into the rain-filled night.
"You will not escape. You're mine, Pegasus!" The Senshi of Dreams would be dead on the pavement one way or another, guardian cat be damned. She'd wring its little neck and take it to her General King for a pair of slippers! Advancing again towards the teal-skirted senshi, her face was grim and her eyes were whirling with murder.
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