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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 10:28 am
Recently it would seem as if her schedule could not be any more packed.. School in the day, youmas at night. Trying to avoid a certain negaverser would do it too her too. You'd think with so many people in destiny city she wouldnt have an issue with avoiding him... it was almost as if he knew where she would be at.
Sailor Lyra leaped aside as a rather large youma tried to slam his fist down on her. He was large...bulky...and slow. Though where he lacked in speed, he made up for in power. If any of these actually hit her she would be in SERIOUS trouble. She was already semi limping from where the hit did connect... but the Youma had more injuries than she did so far. She hit it dead on with one of her burning particle attacks, and it was almost down for the count.
Shoving away thoughts of the negaverse, she finished off the youma with one well placed punch. The youma crumpled to the ground, and disintegrated soon after. "Finally..." Lyra heaved. She had a lot of energy sure, but even Lyra had her limits!
Thats when she turned around and... saw three more youma pop out of the shadows. "Uhm.... this wont end well."
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 11:52 pm
Sailor Perseus, having tried out a new route for the night, had run into another sailor. She came in at the end of the fight, watching as the youma had crumbled into dust. Clearly judging by both the power and the aura, she was looking at at least a Super Sailor. She'd never met an eternal, so she couldn't say for sure which of the two this girl was. Perseus was just about to jump down from the rooftop and congratulate her when three more blundering creatures skulked out of the alley.
Moving along the one story rooftop, Perseus jumped down behind them, hoping to bewilder the trio at least momentarily. "Looks like you could use some help!" She wasted no time in engaging the one close to her, the smallest of the three. Her fist was unexpected, so it hit solidly in his beefy side. It seemed to pain him at least a little, enough for her to slip out of reach again.
Perseus backed off into the shadows, hoping to slide up next to the other sailor. She'd prefer someone at her back in a 3 v 2 fight, but at least for Lyra's sake it was a lot more fair odds than what it had been before.
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