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 Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 12:14 pm
Sass had just finished burying yet another person who probably would be missed for about a year and then slowly forgotten. Shame, she hadn't even bothered learning that ones name. He was a rubbish kisser though, better he was dead really. She had decided to bury him in the graveyard, in someone else's grave. She had done a rather good job, made it look like a dog had messed up the grave and all in all she was rather proud of her handiwork.
She smiled and lept onto a near by lamppost where she could see the roads that led to either side of the cemetery. There was always one church in the middle of these cities that had a cemetery, she never really knew why though was rather depressing but it helped with her laziness. She couldn't be bothered to go out of town and then come back again way too much effort.
The senshi seemed rather quiet today, he had been her 3rd tonight but the only one who had tried to push it further then a kiss. He so deserved to be back in that grave. He was the only one of the night in there she wasn't that stupid. Now where to go next....
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 12:33 pm
Sailor Requiem had just gotten off patrol and arrived to the graveyard for some peace and quiet time. The cemetery had always been a sort of second home to her, it was quiet - especially at night - and provided a comfortable place for her to think and relax. She rarely saw others there at night, and if she did, they were just coming to pay their respects to the dead. But tonight Sailor Requiem saw something shocking and disturbing - a young girl illegally burying another body. Disgusting.
Sailor Requiem went to get a closer look - it appeared to be one of those Negaverse agents. s**t. She actually had never faced an agent one-on-one before. This was going to be a tough night. To think just a moment ago she was calling it a night of her Senshi duties.
"Freeze!" she shouted as she sprinted towards the Negaverse agent.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 12:51 pm
Sass turned around and stepped back with a rather disgusted look on her face.
"My word what have they dressed you in?" It was obviously the first thing Sass noticed and so it was the first thing she said. The girl looked disgusting!
"You should really go and get some different clothes, anything would be a good step for you right now." Yes Sass was aware the girl was a senshi, the tiara's were such a give-a-way and not only that she was sure no one was stupid enough to walk around looking like that unless they had to. Again she was so happy to have such normal clothes.
"What do you want anyway? I was on my way to a club, do you like to dance?" Sass wasn't your average nega. She would happily chat and insult one before attacking them. She would also like to have a decent distance between the two so she could shoot properly once she called her weapon.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 1:20 pm
Sailor Requiem stopped in her tracks. Was the Negaverse agent trying to make small talk with her?
"Uhm, what?" Requiem was confused. The monsters she fought never took the time to make small talk before she fought. Perhaps this was like the movies, where the villain delivers a long monologue before James Bond kicks them out an airplane window or something. "No, I don't want to dance. I want to kick your face in. You can't just go about burying bodies, you sick murderer!"
She almost made a shameless plug to advertise her family's funeral parlor for any post-mortem needs, but she knew that would give away far too much about her identity.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 1:34 pm
"Oh I am sorry, I thought thats what you did in a graveyard... you know buried bodies." She smirked a little as she spoke and very casually took a few steps back. Distract via talking while taking up position. It didn't often work but she was guessing this was a reasonably new senshi, she didn't seem all that quick to fight.
"Also you have no proof I was murdering anyone, burying someone, yes, killing? Where is your proof?" Another step back. Oh yes she was enjoying this. Just a few more steps and she would have the most perfect shot and this would be one senshi that was undoubtedly hers. Oh yes, she knew a few others who she would happily blag about that to.
"So I want some proof little detective..." Nearly there....
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 1:40 pm
"Ugh, I do not have the time for this," Sailor Requiem groaned. She was ready to use her ability, but she remembered the words of Sailor Nemesis: wait until the opportune moment. Until then, use her fists.
She formed a fist with her right hand and her thumb tucked in the middle. Wait, no, that wasn't right. Thumbs go outside. Or did they go inside? She couldn't remember. This distracted her as she looked down at her fist, rearranging it between the two ways to try and remember which was the proper way.
Sailor Requiem, Senshi of being a sitting duck.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 1:53 pm
Sassolite smiled as the girl looked down at her hands well it seemed she didn't need to distract her at all. Sass took the last few steps back and called her weapon. She moved quickly and had her arrow pointed at the senshi in a matter of seconds. All those archery lessons came in handy! Oh she loved her father sometimes even if he had brought her to this dump.
She aimed the arrow at the girls shoulder after all she wanted the girl in pain but conscious. She wanted the girl to see what it was like to die, and see how happy Sass would be when she took that lovely gem of a prize out of the senshi's chest.
"Enjoy!" She then let the arrow go, oh this was going to be a fun night for sure.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 2:00 pm
The arrow pierced Sailor Requiem straight through her left shoulder.
"HOLY ******** c**t-NUGGET!" she screamed and cried as she fell back to the floor, wincing in pain. That b***h shot her with a ******** arrow. She tried her best to hold back tears, but the pain was too excruciating. She wasn't a girl who was used to any level of pain, and this was quite an extreme level. As she convulsed in pain on the floor, she tried to refocus her mind.
If she was a bad a** girl in a horror flick, what would she do? She would keep on fighting. Sailor Requiem grabbed the arrow and snapped the wood of it, leaving the arrow head in, as much as it hurt. She knew pulling the whole thing out would only cause more bleeding. She dragged herself across the floor a foot or two and sat up straight. This b***h was going down.
She stretched her arms out to both sides as far as she could and then clapped her hands together before her aiming at the Negabitch, shouting, "Requiem Coffin!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 2:06 pm
Sass smirked as the arrow hit the senshi and she hit the ground. She was just getting another one aimed at the senshi when she started moving and that she didn't like the look of. She shouldn't have been moving, she was suppose to be in too much pain! Oh these bloody senshi
She took aim and let go as the words left the senshi's mouth. If the arrow hit the target she wouldn't know as she now ended up being stuck in a coffin. A bloody ******** b***h!" She wasn't even sure if anyone outside the coffin could even hear her but she could swear and scream and swear and attack the coffin. Then she stopped and took a deep breath. She was a captain. She focused and tried teleporting, if there was a way out of this bloody thing it would be that.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 2:19 pm
With the arrowhead still in her shoulder and the Negaverse agent trapped in the coffin, Sailor Requiem picked herself off the ground and slowly walked over to where the agent buried the body. She struggled to pick up the shovel, her shoulder was killing her far too much to pick it up with ease. The rest of it was going to be even more difficult.
She approached the coffin, shovel in her hands and prepared to swing it and break open the coffin in the mid-section. With all the force she could (which is little, with her injury) she swung the shovel into the coffin, screaming in agonizing pain as she did so. The coffin burst open and shattered to pieces, but there was nobody inside.
"What the FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" she cried and fell to her knees, clenching onto the wound, feeling like a total failure.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 2:25 pm
Sass wasn't far away, the teleportation had drained her big time. She had been warned but of course she hadn't counted on it draining her this much. Then again maybe she should have tried it before being in the middle of a battle. She was just outside the graveyard in fact she could even see the senshi but she knew that there was no way she would be able to aim an arrow at the girl and to get her.
She let out a soft sigh and dragged herself into the cover of some bushes. At least here she would be out of sight if the senshi came to find her. She would be safely hidden till she got enough strength to go home because she needed her bed, right about now. She would never ever do that again. The senshi would live, she had to because Sass had made a stupid mistake but then again seeing what that senshi did to the coffin, she wouldn't have wanted to be in it either. At least she was alive and in one piece even if she was stupidly tired.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 2:31 pm
Sailor Requiem wasn't sure how long she sat there for, crying, before she felt it was time to pick herself up and go. Wherever the Negaverse agent was, she seemed to be safe now. She figured she could take care of it herself, there was a first aid kit at the funeral parlor that she could make good use of. Just pull out the arrowhead, apply plenty of gauze, wrap it up tight, and take it easy for a while. But how was she going to explain this wound to her parents? To her friends? It was good thing it was getting cold and she could extra layers to hide the bandages.
Still shook up from the events and the trauma of the pain, she slowly left the graveyard, petrified. Turning her back on the place that she had long considered to be her safety net.
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