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Interesting Conversationalist
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 Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 2:17 am
Picking an 'I'm sorry' gift was hard. For the Senshi of Dreams, it was nearly impossible.
Rea stood shock-still in the middle of a candy store down off of St Mary's street, blue-green eyes staring transfixed at the rows upon rows of multi-colored candy. Around her, bubbly teenagers and star-struck children laughed and squealed as they looked at the jars of crystallized sugar, ever in motion as they took a break from the never-ending wave of schoolwork and enjoying the sunny Saturday afternoon. Outside, people walked with a leisurely pace down the sidewalk or sat in the wire chairs on the patio of the restaurant across the street. Everyone seemed relaxed -- it seemed like it was just that kind of day.
Just past the glass windows of the candy shop, however, the strawberry blonde girl's eyebrows were furrowed slightly, a look of conflicted concentration keeping her from enjoying the relaxed atmosphere. Buying gifts for people had never been her strong suit -- in fact, it would be more accurate to say she was absolutely terrible at it. So when it came right down to it, Rea wasn't even sure the appropriateness of buying some candy for her roommate, much less what type of candy to buy. Seriously, what was the perfect candy to say 'I really care about you, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings and avoided you'?
Letting out a slow, disgruntled sigh, she let her eyes wander from the little flower-shaped candies, clenching her fingers together behind her back as she moved to the wide shop window where some were on display for Destiny City to see. Perhaps a rainbow lollipop...? Or would Eve more prefer a Caramel Apple...
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 2:45 am
"Goddamnit, Belphegor--!" Serandite was shouting at the blasted hellhound youma, the hellhound was in one of it's worser moods, bordering on being downright rebellious towards the captain. Serandite wasn't going to admit to the other captains that she couldn't control her own damned youma.
She would. She sent a flat murderous look towards Belphegor.
Belphegor snickered, the hellhound seeming to enjoy Serandite's difficulties and exasperation in winning the youma over. It seemed that Serandite had been stuck with a youma of mischievous nature-- low growls of amusement being emitted. The grain of obedience it held for Serandite was far more than it held towards any other-- but still a far path from the obedience it should have been displaying. Lethal jaws opened to lick the Captain's ankle, the black hellhound youma's appearance was shadowy and not completely solid.
But before Serandite could react, black ears perked up, nose held high in the air, red eyes directed towards the street. It jumped up, running forward, taking off in a flash. Serandite was up for wreaking havoc. Discreetly. Not in a place where she was going to get shot by the police. Especially not on a busy street where-- oh god, was he heading for the candy store?! The black hellhound racing through the streets was already causing a commotion-- Serandite was racing through the rooftops in an attempt to catch up to her youma. She considered returning it to the subspace-- disappearing right on the streets would be an even better move-- Sure.
Like hell it was.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 3:07 am
A slightly foreboding sense alerted Rea just a few seconds before the Hellhound came racing into view, every muscle in her body tensing slightly, eyes snapping automatically in that direction.
It didn't take long for the screams to start. And it was hard to blame them -- with the Negaverse slowly gaining strength, attacks had slowly become more and more common. Senshi had been cropping up as well, fighting off the monsters and lieutenants as best they could, giving many people a slight sense of security, but the air was unsettled easily, and with a vicious, only semi-tangible hellhound tearing down the street, the peace was easily broken. All down the street people had scattered, cries echoing along the tall buildings as they ran panicked away from the shadowy youma. Inside the candy store, it took a mere half a second for the people inside to realize where the dog was headed, echoing screams of their own and rushing to escape, glass jars falling to the ground as terrified civilians jostled to get out.
In the midst of this, Rea's fingers tensed into fists, following the flow of the crowd as it moved, her eyes staying focused on the youma. She couldn't let it just run rampant through the city. Briefly, she wished she had brought Ume with her on her expedition today, but hindsight was 20/20 -- it did no good to dwell on it. She'd just have to take care of it herself. Shoving her way out of the bustling people, she ducked into the manager's office, pressing herself as far away from a window as she could as she stuck her hand into her pocket, grabbing for her henshin pen and lifting it high over her head.
"Pegasus Star Power, Make Up!"
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 8:45 pm
Mayhem. The sweet sound of panic. The hellhound's excitement was growing, a sly doggy grin curving on it's black face. A child stood in the middle of the street, dumbfoundedly holding a lollipop, frozen there. It was a strange moment-- hellhound versus kid with lollipop.
The hellhound's mouth opened to reveal a mess of teeth and saliva, one that looked distinctly lethal, and if one looked at it, they could have sworn it was laughing, with the way it's head bobbed up and down. A menacing growl vibrating from it's shadowy figure, red eyes slanting. (Not that anyone was bothering to look at it closely, all scrambling to get away.) The child did not find it's amusement to be funny, tears forming, wails heard as she was snatched away by the worried mother.
The hellhound youma seemed to be unable to choose a victim-- saliva dripping from it's jaws, the growling of his stomach rumbled noisily.
"Belphegor. You just had to cause a scene. What do you think is going to happen if Nealite catches me in broad daylight? We steal starseeds stealthily-- not by causing panic in the streets." Serandite appeared upon scene, leaping down from a rooftop, her unusually stern voice drew a whine from the hellhound.
"Shut up. This is all your fault." Serandite was irritated-- But she might as well make the best of the consequences. If she was going to be causing a scene, she might as well bring a couple of starseeds back to abate the coming lecture. Her youma was her own blasted responsibility-- even if it didn't listen to her. "You pull this again, I won't hesitate to slice you into pieces." Serandite said, her back facing the hellhound, both intending to go off into different directions to capture starseeds.
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