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 Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 7:35 pm
With a delighted sigh, Castille exited the busy little coffee shop, her red mittened hands wrapped around a grande, extra hot peppermint cocoa with whip. She stuck it close to her nose, letting the small amount of steam floating from the tiny opening in the lid warm it from numb to slightly frozen. She hummed happily while walking down the street, passing people wandering to and fro. Destiny City went all out on the lights this year she thought, watching christmas lights wrapped around lightposts and the trees that lined the streets flicker to life. Store owners were also turning on their own lights, making the main square of Destiny City pretty enough to be a Christmas card. "As a matter of fact..." she mumbled, coming to a stop and placing her cocoa by her feet.
She pulled the camera that was hanging around hr neck to her face, adjusting the lens so that the town shone perfectly sharp inside her viewfinder. CLICK! CLICK SHe paused to look at the exposure, fiddled with a couple knobs on the back face of the camera, and leaned forward a bit, taking a few more shots before smiling in satisfaction.
So much for having to buy Christmas cards this year!
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 11:00 am
Painite was out looking for some energy to steal. It was always an interesting process, deciding what kind of person she wanted to corner, what the most effective way of doing it might be, and how to get away with it without anyone attributing it to her or her 'kind'. After all, her Captain had said to clean up after every attack.
She wasn't used to being subtle. Or anything, really, as she only had a few attacks under her belt.
She noticed a girl walking down the street with a camera, taking pictures of...? Well, Painite didn't really care what she was taking pictures of, so long as she didn't get any of her. She worked for the local paper, and knew all about photographers. And how obnoxious she found them. They were a pretentious group, as far as she was concerned.
She hopped down to the street, waiting in an alley. She had Mr. Saddles standing on his stick under a the spotlight of a lamp. That was something worth coming in to take a picture of, wasn't it? Mr. Saddles, her hobby horse, was the best bait for things like this.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 4:12 pm
Castille was not the only one lured by the local coffee shop. Rose adored their hot chocolates – rare praise indeed – and was currently sitting outside the café, sipping hers. She seemed like your average girl, just enjoying her drink and admiring the Christmas decorations, but she had another reason for being there.
Shortly after arriving, Rose had felt a familiar sensation, one that warned of Negaverse activity. Normally she would have long since finished her drink, but instead she sat there, nursing it, eyes scanning the crowds for trouble as she sipped. She was hoping that whatever Negaverser that was prowling about wouldn’t cause any trouble, but she knew better then to rely hope. However, she didn’t power up just yet, because damn it, it was cold, and she didn’t want to wander around in heels and a mini-skirt without good reason; plus she'd stick out like a sore thumb.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 4:30 pm
Her lens focused on something that seemed out of place not too far away. She frowned and adjusted the lens, realizing it was a toy. Putting the camera down around her neck again, and picking up her cocoa from the ground where it was cooling she wandered closer to the object, stopping just out of the circle of light the lamp created.
It was a toy horse, like the one she owned as a child. A horse head on a stick, meant to be ridden around by a cowboy or indian...
Castille got still closer, looking around at the people. Who had left it here?
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 11:03 pm
Painite grinned as the human wandered in toward the Hobby Horse. Mr. Saddles, as he was wont to do, did not betray her plan to him. He was staying completely still. Mostly because he was inanimate, but he was still good at his job.
When the girl was down in the alley far enough, Painite leaped out with an 'ah ha!' She lunged forward to try and knocked the girl's camera from her first and foremost, one arm aimed for her neck and the other for her camera hand. She wanted to get her in a headlock.
That was the plan, at least!
From there she could knock the girl out, take her energy, and call it a night, hopefully without interruption. But things were never that simple, and she tried to be prepared. She had a backup plan. Or she would, as soon as she figured that one out.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:11 pm
Rose saw a girl meander down nearby alley, making her sigh. Didn’t people in this city know better then to wander down allies alone at night? Apparently not. Throwing away her empty cup, she walked over to the alley as quietly as she could and peered around the corner. Well, looked like the Negaverse was determined to be a bunch of grinches.
Looking around to make sure no one could see, Rose dived behind a nearby dumpster and pulled out a fat red pen.
“ Pomona Star Power, Make-Up!”
Que magical lashing lights behind the dumpster. Before her transformation was fully finished – her tiara was still forming – Pomona rolled out from behind the dumpster.
“ Hey! Leave her be!”
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 10:27 am
Castille was still examining the hobby horse when she was grabbed. She gasped and turned around, wanting to scream. But her throat closed up and she dropped her cocoa to the ground, spilling it all over the snow that melted under it's heat. -A robber!?- She swung her hands around, trying to escape the person's grasp, mind reeling and letting her instinct take over. A small scream managed to escape, followed by a "Help!"
And then there was someone, rolling from behind a dumpster. Wearing a mini skirt and heels in the snow?? In fact, she looked to Castille like she had just come from salsa lessons or something. She stared at the girl, still trying ot escape, and called out again "Help!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 8:05 pm
"Help, help!" Painite laughed, teasingly, though she had no idea that help was actually available until she saw the girl's eyes were focused on something. She looked perplexed, then turned her head to see the senshi there.
How she had missed the lights was anyone's guess. Perhaps because they had been behind her?
In any case, she looked baffled and surprised, but quickly tried to regain her composure and put on a big, cocky grin.
"Let her go? Oh, of course, since you're asking so nicel- wait, you didn't say please. SO. No. Not gonna do it!" She held the girl to her, like a shield, watching the senshi with a curious expression. She hadn't fought one before, though she had certainly been thinking about it.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 11:16 pm
Pomona’s eyes slid from the girl to the Nega agent; wouldn’t do to be killed from lack of attention. When she saw the stick horse, she had to bite back the urge to laugh. Really? And she had thought the guy with a jump rope had had it bad!
“ I’ll ask you again, you’ll refuse, and then we’ll fight.” She said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “ So, release her. Please.”
Pomona didn’t sound like she was asking nicely, mainly because she wasn’t. She had finally figured out, after many failed attempts, that most Negaverse agents were not going to release their victims just because she asked nicely. Well, except maybe Rhodizite, but he was an exception.
Unable to resist, she added,“ Unless you really want to fight me when your main weapon is a child’s toy.”
The fact the children’s toys could hurt – again with the jump rope – was conveniently overlooked for a moment.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:21 am
Castille listened to the exchange between the two girl carefully, all the while trying to wriggle from the one girl's grasp. Was she seriously saying please!? And what were they talking about? A hobby horse wasn't a weapon...who were these people??
She struggled harder, leaning back and forth in an attempt to break free. Though which one she was supposed to be running from she wasn't really sure. What if as soon as the blond one let her go, the red skirted girl grabbed ahold of her? Why were they dressed this way?
"HEY!" she shouted behind her to Painite "Why do you need me anyway!?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 3:20 pm
"A fight, hmm? Well that's the fastest way to get to my heart. And I know the fastest way to yours: right through your chest!" Not her most biting or witty battle retort to date, but she grinned and chuckled as wickedly as she could manage regardless.
"Hey, don't you bad mouth my weapon. Mr. Saddles is an invaluable minion, and I'll let you see just how. It would be my pleasure, in fact."
A bit of a bluff, considering Mr. Saddles was a child's toy, and didn't have any particularly special functions other than a unique ability to balance on its stick and not fall over. Or maybe that had been the snow helping. Either way, it didn't matter: Painite loved her weapon, and had no qualms about fighting with it. That was, after all, what she was training with her team to get better at.
"If you can fight in that ridiculous get up, I can fight with a hobby horse. Next I suppose you'll start teasing my shield. But I'd be careful, she actually has feelings you can hurt. And squishy organs." She grinned. Pomona was going to have to get the girl away from her, if she wanted to fight. Brilliant! She kept her grip on the girl even as she wiggled, though Painite's expression was exasperated by the time the girl was shouting at her.
"I just explained. You're my shield, if you didn't get it. Okay? Good show! Now stay still." She grinned, "or you might get hurt."
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 9:57 pm
“ Hostage, you mean.” Said Pomona. This Negaverser seemed talkative, and she was more then happy to continue with the war of words while she plotted. “ Shields are non-living objects, hostages are fellow humans.”
Unless it should shoot electricity or spit marbles or something, a toy horse had a rather limited range. Pomona began to walk forward, planning to get within range to use her attack and hopefully stay far enough away that the Lieutenant would be unable to hit her. She just hoped that the Negaverser wouldn't hurt the girl. Speaking of the girl, maybe a little encouragement to make her more cooperative.
" She's wants you to try to make the Dark Side stronger at your expense."
The Star Wars reference was a bit silly, but it got the point across, and would hopeully show that she meant no harm. Of course, if Pomona couldn’t find a way to get the civilian to safety, then the girl would likely end up with a face full of magical peppers; Pomona doubted she’d be thanked for that.
“ How do you plan to fight with your toy and keep a hold of your hostage anyway?”
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:20 pm
Castille squirmed and made a face at the lame reference. "The Dark Side? What the hell does that mean? Are you supposed to be the Good Side or something? And what's with the outfits?" She had so many questions!
The fear that had gripped her before was beginning to fade, leaving major curiosity in its wake. She wished desperately that her camera was not hanging at her side uselessly, what a picture she could make! There was something about these girls...they were different than other girls that decided Halloween wasn't the only time to dress up in funny costumes and attack random people.
"Look, I don't have any money." She said, twisting her head as far as it would go to look again at Painite. "I don't know who you are, and I REALLY don't want to know why your using me as a human shield. But like I said, I don't have any money. I have a cellphone in my coat pocket and, " she gulped with misery "My Ipod is in my other pocket. You can take those if you want. Just...don't hold my arms so tight, it's kinda starting to hurt.."
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 3:55 pm
Painite laughed. So, this Senshi was a funny one! She could appreciate a good movie reference: references, puns, and general word play were listed among her favorite things. She could almost not resist the pull of engaging in some verbal sparring, maybe throwing movie references back and forth, but she wasn't here for that.
She had energy to gather.
"She's a meat shield! I find humans work much better than inanimate objects. But you can call her a hostage if you want. To me, that would imply some kind of worth, some kind of willingness on my end to negotiate for her, but that, I'm afraid, is sadly not the case."
She grinned broadly.
She laughed, "it's supposed to hurt! But I'm not going to let you go, even if you do have an iPod. Wait, what kind is it? No, no, I don't care. Ah ha! Don't try to distract me!" Really, she thought to herself in addition, it's way too easy to.
Her eyes drifted to Pomona again, as she held on to Castille firmly, smirking devilishly from behind the hostage's shoulder, thinking it made her look positively dastardly.
"I think the better question is: how do you plan to fight me while I keep hold of my hostage?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:36 pm
“ I’m good. I’d don’t want to hurt you.” Want being the key word.
Pomona continued to approach slowly, scratching her original idea; she had another idea she wanted to try. But when considering the girl’s other questions, she couldn’t help but grin a bit.
“ The Force, as it turns out, is a bit of a silly bugger. Wouldn’t you agree?” Pomona’s eyes flicked briefly to Painite, as if asking for her opinion. At this point, Painite was acting like quite the proper cartoon villain. “ Giving out funny clothes and children’s toys instead of lightsabers; real shame.”
If Pomona could somehow get behind Painite, life would be good. Or if she could get the civilian a weapon. Or if she could get her hands on the Nega’s weapon; wouldn’t that be funny? As it was, she had to get close enough to hit the bint. In the meantime…
“ You ever done the Tango?” She asked Painite.
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