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 Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 4:03 am
"Eos Senseless Flash!"
Oh man, this wasn't good. Exactly why she'd gone patrolling, Sailor Eos wasn't entirely sure. It hadn't gone well last time, what with the black-and-blue humongous bruise on her chest. She'd had to wear hoodies for a week so no-one noticed when she doubled up a little in pain! And now here she was, out patrolling again, still with no solution to her problem. She could attack the youma, sure. But she had no way to finish it off, like ********* had. She didn't have a magical star on her head that shot laser beams.
The youma before her was pretty disgusting. Like a short, stout old man made of garbage, and...without a head. There was just an eye instead, and boy was it creepy. And it didn't half stink, too. Knowing her attack took several moments to kick in, Eos backed off as the youma charged at her, sidestepping to avoid it as it suddenly ran into the tree, a strange, strangled scream escaping it as the effects of her attack kicked in.
Sight. Bingo - she'd hit the jackpot.
The youma turned back around and gave a louder scream, it's eye darting around in a paniced manner - clearly it was struggling without it's sight. But then suddenly Sailor Eos felt a pressure on her back, and next thing she knew she was tasting the concrete, giving a cry as she fell forwards rather hard, something on her back. Crap, there was another one!? Had it been calling for help!? Whilst the first was still running around in blind circles, there was another, considerably larger one now on Sailor Eos's back - the same sort of shape as the first, only more muscular. And with some sick, cheshire-cat like grin on it's face.
So, Sailor Eos screamed. Crap, she wasn't coming out alone again.ooc|| Rolled Here.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 2:45 pm
Damian hated red lights, especially when he was on a street that no one else was on and he was the only one waiting for the light. having gotten off work late it seemed like he was the only one on the street his whole ride home. He usually played music in his Jeep, but the quiet was overwhelming and something felt wrong about disturbing it. So he was just sitting at the red light, on a street that happened to run parallel to the park.
After a minute the light turned green. "Finally." He was about to take off when his foot was stopped by the sound of a scream. It was so silent the scream echoed across the park. The red head groaned and without thinking much about it made a sharp turn taking his Jeep down the path into the park that was normally reserved for joggers. He was suddenly thankful that his dad had splurged for the four wheel drive as he bumped down the path. When he got close to the center of the park where he thought the screaming had come from he turned sharply off the path parking the Jeep behind some trees.
Jumping out he dug in his pocket for his henshin pen and made sure to step away from his beloved car before he held it up and called out. "Orion Power, Make-Up!" There was a flash and swirl of light tinted red by the heated pebbles and small rocks that were picked up off the ground to swirl around him like miniature meteors. In a second the light faded and the pebbles dropped and he was no longer Damian Cole, but Sailor Orion, senshi of Meteors. He took off running towards the way he thought the scream came from.
When he got there he frowned, there were two youma and one was lying on top of a girl, he couldn't tell if it was a senshi or civilian. If he attacked it he attacked her, but he didn't really have a choice. Luckily the youma had attacked near the grills where there was a big square of concrete so his attack wouldn't set the park on fire. He raked his fingers through his hair and then came to a decision. "Hey, cutie cover your head!" He yelled at her hoping she'd listen and then throwing his arm out and pointing at the youma he called out "Meteor Rain!" There was a half-second pause where nothing happened and then there was a crackle of power and firey meteors started to fall from the sky to smash into the youma's back. He just hoped the monsters body would protect the girl underneath it.
While his attack raged on silver eyes glanced to the other youma, keeping an eye on it in case it tried to attack him. But it seemed to be running around in circles unable to figure out where it was going. He hoped it kept that up so they could dust it after his attack (hopefully) dusted the one on top of the girl.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 5:26 am
She should've learnt after the first time that she didn't do very well alone. But here she was, probably about to die, and it was all her own stupid fault for not...well, finding another Senshi to help her out. She hadn't met any others yet, only Hee and that Negaverse chick, and they weren't particularly going to be helping her out.
Sudenly she heard a shout, though, which involved the word's 'cutie' and 'head'. About to complain, but realizing just how stupid that would be, Sailor Eos brought her arms up over her head, practically kissing the disgusting pavement below her as...well, something rained down on top of her. Something hot, and something heavy, as she could feel the object's heat and strength of impact through the youma on top of her. One slipped past the youma, and Eos gave a hiss of pain as it landed on the bare skin of her shoulder. Yet something else she'd have to explain to Scottie. She couldn't exactly hide that one as easily as her stomach bruises, since her shoulders were bare when she was doing ballet.
Feeling the attack - that's what it had been, right? - end, Eos gave a shove with her arms, the beaten youma sliding off of her easily as she stumbled to her feet, a slight shudder running through her as she dusted her front off, glancing warily over to the other youma. Her attack would be ending very, very shortly. "Uh, hey," she finally addressed her saviour, surprised to find him dressed...well, like a Senshi. Was he a senshi? Could boys be Senshi? Well, she didn't see why not...
"Uhm, we should finish that one off before it gets its sight back..." she finally blurted out. By we, she meant him, since she couldn't do much more. She really needed to keep, like...a weapon. Perhaps a revolver, or a candlestick, or a bit of lead piping. Or maybe the whole friggin' Cluedo board.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 12:27 pm
He saw the youma that was on top of the girl lurch out of the corner of his eye and he looked away from the blind one to make sure it wasn't getting ready to attack. Luckily it seemed his attack had killed it and it was just the girl getting up. He watched as she dusted herself off, his silver eyes sliding from the top of her head all the way to her feet. She was definitely a senshi, and attractive to boot. He'd only run into one other female senshi and she had been attractive as well. He wondered if it was a rule that all senshi had to be gorgeous.
He was snapped out of his thoughts by her words and he looked back to her gray eyes that were so close to his own. "Hey, there cutie." It seemed like he'd decided that'd be her nickname, at least for now. "You took away it's sight? That's pretty bad-a**. I'm not recharged yet, but maybe it'll stay blind." If only they were that lucky, the grotesque youma had stopped running around and seemed to be looking around for its attackers. "s**t." Orion did some looking of his own and saw a grill brush hanging off one of the small grills. "You should probably stay behind me unless you can attack again, wouldn't want you to get hurt." He ran to the grill, picking up the cleaner. It had a short metal handle, with metal bristles sticking out of the brush head, and a short flat razor topping it off. Hopefully it could take on a youma.
He jumped in front of the thing that seemed to finally get his sight back. He lifted the arm with the grill brush in it about to smack the thing in the eye, but the youma was faster than him and it reached out swinging an arm into his stomach, making him fly back and smack into the grill he was just standing by. The grill brush flew out of his hand and he groaned, slumping to the ground. That didn't exactly work out like he wanted it to.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 5:56 am
Cutie? Selena found herself smiling, cheeks turning a little pink. No-one knew who she was right now - she was Sailor Eos, a mystery soldier of justice. She was Selena, not right now. Even if she was, she'd have been flattered, but nothing more. But now...well, she could always have a little fun. "Not too bad yourself," she responded with a cute wink, though shook her head. "It won't stay blind much longer,"
And then, of course, right on que it began to glance around, it's sight clearly back. Stay behind him? Sailor Eos certainly didn't argue, shuffling backwards to give him some more space as he grabbed a grill brush and charged. Except it didn't really work, and he was the one that ended up on the floor. Eyes flashed slightly, Sailor Eos looked to the boy on the floor, then to the youma, and then to where the grill brush had landed. Okay, so her attacks weren't very offensive. And she'd been telling herself for weeks that she needed another Senshi, a partner. But what if she could just...use her initiative? Darting to the left, she snatched the grill brush from the ground as the youma charged towards her with a disgusting roar.
Surprised by the weight of the brush, Sailor Eos swung round, a loud 'THUD!' vibrating through the air as the head of the brush slammed into the youma - hard. The force of the blow caused the grill brush to fly out of her hands, and gave her elbows a painful jarr, Sailor Eos hissing softly as she took a few steps back. The youma was doubled over, giving an odd screeching sound of pain. One thing was certain, though. It wasn't over yet.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 1:41 pm
At her words Orion turned and seeing her wink he grinned. He liked this girl already. her second statement made him less happy as it turned out 'much longer' was about a second. His amazing improv attack didn't work quite as well as he hoped and when he hit the grill he made a mental note to start carrying around his bow or something. At least that was long ranged, though the practice arrows probably wouldn't have much impact on the youma.
Slamming into the grill stunned him for a couple seconds, but he managed to prop himself just in time to watch the other senshi succeed in doing what he failed out. "Damn," Out done by a girl, that stung. Groaning again he pushed himself up, one hand on the small of his back, he was going to have a huge bruise come tomorrow. He half limped over to her keeping an eye on the youma. "Good job, do you think you could attack again yet? If not I might let you go after it with a stick, you seem to be better at this than I am, Xena." He laughed and winked at her. While it was a bit of a blow to his ego that she landed a hit and he didn't, he didn't really have time to sit around and dwell on it. They had a youma to dust.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 1:50 pm
((Rolled in same place, lost it's sense of smell))
Holding up her elbow a little, unable to bend it without feeling a ridiculous amount of pain, she could merely watch as the youma stumbled back, stunned. They had a few moments, while it regained it's senses (pardon the pun), but then it would be on the attack again, and neither of them seemed in particularly great shape. And heavens above, he was limping! She was the useless one, but at least she wasn't frickin' limping!
"I can try," she mumbled, not as happy with the new nickname - she much preferred cutie - holding her better hand up to the youma, palm down.
"Eos Senseless Flash!"
The same wave of energy exploded from her palm, engulfing the youma before it had a chance to dodge. There was the same tense wait as nothing happened and it lunged closer, before it suddenly paused, more confused than distressed. It wiggled, it's face - or what she thought was a face - before seeming to ignore whatever she'd done, lunging forwards hastily. Sailor Eos jumped backwards to avoid it, expecting the boy to do the same.
"Crap...that didn't go as well," she mumbled. Either smell or taste, it looked like, "Don't you have...an attack or something!?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 1:59 pm
He arched a brow at her sudden sullenness, but didn't remark on it. Instead he stepped back a bit, giving her room to do her thing. He watched as she called out her attack and then silver eyes went to the youma. He made a fist, getting a bit nervous, nothing was happening. When the thing finally paused he sighed in relief, it'd go blind and then he could toss out another Meteor Shower (he felt like he'd be able to manage one now) and then they could be home. But instead of going blind it seemed nothing happened and it jumped for them. "What the hell?!"
He lunged back, wincing at the jarring motion. His poor back. He looked at her eyes wide. "Don't you?! That didn't exactly stop it!" He rubbed his gloved hands together and then pointed at the youma. "Meteor Rain!" There was a half second pause then a crackle of power and another volley of meteors rained down from the sky, landing squarely on the youma. It seemed his aim was getting better. "Is that a good enough attack for you?" He backed up a bit more, feeling the heat radiating off the fiery balls of rock. He watched as the youma screeched and tried to fight its way through the falling meteors, but there were too many and it was getting pummeled.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:07 pm
It wasn't her fault her attack was so random! Needless to say, she wasn't surprised as he turned on her, scowling somewhat childishly as she threw her hands in the air in exasperation. "It's not my fault the attack's random! I got lucky with sight, it could be any of the five senses!"
She wasn't exactly being fair, he wasn't to know the specifics of her attack. But she was sulking now, and nothing was fair. She watched as a volley of meteors rained down on the youma, pummelling it into the ground. He shot her a sarcastic remark and she gave a sneer, pouting sulkishly once again. Yes, that was a perfectly decent attack, and she was very jealous, but she wasn't going to say that. This had started so well - but she was starting to think he was a bit of a jerk.
"That's better," she grumbled, arms crossed as she merely watched the chaos unfold before her.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:22 pm
She could take away any of the senses? That seemed...unhelpful. What if touch got taken away? That wouldn't really do all that much. Orion didn't mention this though, the middle of a battle wasn't the best time to start arguing over attacks.
Orion glanced over at her and noticed she was starting to get sulky. Okay, even though she yelled at him he hated to see a pretty girl sulk. He glanced at the youma again to check that his attack was still going. He figured they had another 20 seconds or so before it died off. Turning to her he smiled. "Hey, I'm sorry for yelling, I'm just new to this whole senshi thing." He shrugged a bit, trying his charming smile on her. "I'm Sailor Orion by the way." His eyes kept flickering to the youma, checking on it. Note to self, the middle of a fight is not the best time to pick up chicks.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:27 pm
Wait, he was being nice now? That wasn't how things usually worked! Eos was far too used to sulking, then the other person getting more angry, so she'd sulk more, and they'd get more angry, in a vicious circle that ended with her bursting into tears or something. The other person apologising...well, that was slightly new.
So he was new too? "...I know what you mean," she relented with a sigh, offered a small smile, "I'm still new to it. At least your attacks does something useful all of the time, though." Sailor Eos was the first to admit that her attack...well, to put it blunty, it was crap. "Sailor Eos," she introduced herself with a wider smile, noticing his glances to the youma. She herself glanced over, before back at him, "How much longer we got?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:36 pm
His smile widened when she smiled, glad she seemed to be cheering up. "Yeah, I've only been doing this for about a month. I think I'm just lucky, it's hell to aim though." He laughed and rubbed the back of his head, his other hand on his hip. "It's a pleasure, Eos." He grinned and then thought about her question. "I'd say about ten seconds, hopefully."
Unfortunately for him it seemed he miscalculated and right after he spoke the last meteor fell, bouncing off the youma's head. He turned to look at it and sighed. "Make that one second." He watched as it took a step forward and he sighed. He had an idea of what to do but it wouldn't be pleasant. Running forwards he skidded to a halt, a couple feet away from the monster. Looking down he spotted one of the left over meteors and bent down scooping it up in his hand. The thing was still half on fire, but he was wearing gloves so his palm was protected. His fingers on the other hand weren't so happy. He didn't hold on to it long, instead cocking his arm back and hurling it as hard as he could at the youma. The meteor hit it square in the face and with one last keening screech the thing imploded turning into dust. "Oh thank god, it worked." He looked down at his right hand and frowned. His finger tips were bright red, and throbbed painfully.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:43 pm
A month? Oh, so he'd only been doing this a week or so longer than her. That was reassuring, that she wasn't the only newbie. It was a cycle, her smile growing wider as his did, breaking into a grin soon afterwards. "Likewise, Orion," she responded with a mock curtsey, though it was brought to an abrupt end when the last meteor crashed into the ground, signalling that the attack was over and they'd soon be under attack again.
Ten seconds, actually one. She rolled her eyes, but couldn't complain, her own timings were rubbish. She watched as he darted forwards, grabbing one of the still lit meteors - didn't that BURN!? - and chucked it at the youma. An implosion of dust shortly followed, and Eos let out a breath she wasn't aware she'd been holding. Rushing forwards towards him, she was grinning, even punching her good arm into the air in triumph, "Yesss!"
She didn't notice his red fingers until she got closer, gasping softly, "Oooo...ouch. ...Thank you, though." Neither of them had escaped unscatched, and both of them had numerous new bruises they'd have to explain in the morning. She indicated his fingers with a frown of worry, "You should run them under cold water - there's a pond the other side of those trees, c'mon."
She grabbed his good hand, leading the way.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:50 pm
He was too busy staring at his injured hand to notice her little celebration or else he would've probably made some kind of remark about it. When she got close he looked up and gave her a crooked smile. "Ah, I've had worse." That was a complete lie. "You're welcome, couldn't let that thing get a cutie like you." At the mention of cold water he nodded, that sounded like something his step-mom would suggest which at first put him off, but then he realized his hand really hurt.
He was about to say that he didn't know where there was a water spigot around here, but then she grabbed his hand. He couldn't help but grin, his fingers curling around her hand. "You know, if you wanted to hold my hand you could've just said so." He laughed and followed after her, keeping his good hand held close to his body so it didn't bang into anything.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:56 pm
Eos grinned - there we go, the nice nickname was back. She totally didn't mind being called cutie, and responded with another wink and a wider, hopefully cuter grin. Her fingers reacted to his, curling back around his hand as she rolled her eyes and gave a sarcastic sigh of irritation, though the grin on her face gave away her true feelings. It didn't take them long to reach the pond, a few moments at the most.
"Honey, what makes you think I'm not already taken?" Two could play at his game, and she was up for it, her hand lingering perhaps a little longer than it should've done before she detached hers from his, and gave him a gentle shove towards the water.
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