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 Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:07 am
No bag and twenty dollars in his pocket: as far as Ever was concerned, this was a recipe for success. A wise man would take the money he was earning from Tony and invest it in something useful. Not a bank account, Ever was too low on the radar to want to jump in that kettle of fish [plus, he had access neither to his social security card nor his birth certificate] but perhaps in a sock somewhere, squirreled away for a less fruitful tim...
But that wasn't Ever's style. Instead, he was going to blow it on booze.
He was already fishing out a cigarette -- his last great purchase -- as he eased out of the library, and fumbling with his old lighter. His head down as he struggled to light the thing, he made it down the block and around the corner, obliviously struggling to catch a spark.
It meant he missed the slow hiss of breath from the creature, and only looked up when he felt the heat that came off of it in waves. His eyes fixed on the rock monster a moment before it backhanded him down the alleyway, lighter skittering out of his hand and cigarette tumbling to his feet.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:08 am
"...Idiot..." Zinkenite shook his head watching Ever skid to a stop from the blow. He supposed he was lucky that he hadn't been -killed- from that, broken neck and all that but what a bother.
He Jumped down into the Alley between Ever and the strange creature. "That had to have hurt..." he said dryly. "Are you alright or are you more worried about your cancer-stick?"
He hazarded a glance back at Ever which cost him his own -swat- from the creature, driving him hard into the wall with an explosion of breath and a growl of frustration as soon as he caught it again.
Really he knew better than that...
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:38 am
That left them as two crumpled heaps: Ever's expression still fuzzy and blank, dazed, slumped at the base of the wall with a fresh bruise starting to bloom right on top of where the other had so recently faded away at long last. Damnit. Well, at least he was used to it at this point...
Dark eyes stared through Zink for a moment before they came into focus and he sucked in a deep breath. Oh. Silly outfit. ******** halloween again. His thoughts rattled together, slowly coalesced into understanding, and he worked to get up again.
"Not this again.." It was almost a whimper, a hand coming up to his cheek. Blood at the corner of his mouth. He spat, and this time caught a glimpse of the creature coming toward him again.
So he ran. Just. Deeper into the alley.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:43 am
Zink regained his feet and picked up a trash can lid with an expression of disgust, and disappointment in Ever, though he supposed he would have Run too when he was a civilian.
"HIT IT WITH SOMETHING." He yelled and rolled his eyes as the creature lumbered after Ever.
He opted for a slightly more casual pace in his pursuit, after all it wasn't as though either were getting away, it was a Dead end.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:49 am
"******** you!" It was tossed back in a panicked sort of way, Ever scrabbling down the alley with just a slight limp. For all the attitude, though, it did snap him into some kind of attention: enough that he kicked boxes and trashcans into the creature's way, to stop the lumbering monster from following him too closely.
It helped -- a little bit. One great rocky foot came down on the center of a metal trashcan and crushed it with a hollow, ringing clomp, leaving a curled piece of metal wrapped around its great toes. The beast staggered, and halted. It bellowed as it stooped to work on prying the thing off.
Ever ran until he hit the fall wall, and then cursed himself as well.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:54 am
"Oh for..." Zinkenite rolled his eyes "PICK SOMETHING UP... HIT IT WITH IT." He demanded again. "Impress me with your ingenuity... please. I would -really- hate to be disappointed right now, Here... Catch..." He tossed the trash can lid towards Ever, it was an improbable tool, it seemed ridiculous to use against a monster Made of -rock- but the wacko in the costume seemed rather confidant of it.
"Their not -nearly- as bad as they look..." He assured in rather calm tones for someone who'd just been mashed off a wall and who was rubbing one shoulder as though there might have been some actual damage done despite his casual utterances.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:11 am
..flying trash can lid. Ever flinched. He wasn't sporty. But once it had hit the wall next to him, at least, he stooped to pick it up. His eyes darted from the monster [hopping on one foot and just starting to get the trashcan off the other] from Zink in his ridiculous outfit and back again.
"I did this before, and last time it tried to crush me with a dumpster!" It was a stupid suggestion. Ever showed how stupid it was by flinging the lid straight at the great rock beast's head.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:33 am
Lyra would never cease to be amazed at the blind eye the city turns to these magical happenings. The people saw the monster... saw it chasing Ever... did nothing. As long as it was not them or someone they knew, they could not even care.
Powered up, Lyra soon found herself stalking in to the alley as well.
She saw him making no move to save the man. Giving him a trash can lid? Oh great what the hell was THAT going to do on a giant rock monster? Lyra should have known better... hell she DID know better. She was still rincing the pizza cheese out of her hair... the small hard to remove. She knew zink was a general, knew the rock monster would be a handful, and yet?
She just wanted to prove she was not as weak as the general said she to be. Quickly she too grabbed another trash can lid, and slammed the thing down on the generals head from behind once she grew close enough. "PROTECTING the planet means SAVING people, not urging them into suicide missions!" He turned his head towards her to see who is attacker was, only to meet another slam to his face.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:37 am
Aching head, now bloodied nose... and then the rock monster got the trash can off its foot with a backwards sweep and completed the humiliation. Flat on the pavement and cursing every name he could think of.
"... Stupid SENSHI...." He snarled putting a hand to his head... "I've seen it DONE..." he growled up at her only to be slammed with the trash can lid again....
He was going to kill her..
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:45 am
View this exchange from the far end of the alley, mostly-distracted by a struggling monster that you just winged with the very edge of a trash can lid:
A great rock beast with head coming from between its cracked stone segments is hopping around on one foot and trying to get free of a trash-can-bear-trap.
A short weirdo in a suit is watching you calmly and giving you instructions on how to handle the thing -- without actually taking any action of his own, true, but at least he's not actively trying to hurt.
And out of nowhere comes a scrap of a girl wearing every color of the rainbow mixed with pink, and whacks him upside the head with no real cause at all.
This is potentially the strangest day you've had in quite a while.
Fortunately, Ever's focus was mostly on the beast: now freed and turning in place to bellow at the lot of them, unsure which of this scrawny pink insects to go for first. Its eyes -- sunken holes, bright with flame -- flicked from Zink's energy signal to Lyra's, and then settled back on Ever. Easy pickings, while its head was still ringing.
"Kids..." Ever's voice cracked a little on the word, which kept it from having the mocking impact it should have. He made a noise and looked around quickly for something else to protect himself with. Across the alley, the shattered remains of a chair, left out for the next big item collection. Ever dove for it.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 10:40 am
Seen it done? He must have meant the creature..but defeated by a trash can? Highly unlikely!
Thats when she noticed the creature making its choice... its hard, rocky feet clunking down as it moved towards the civilian. "I don't THINK so!" She said, making one final look down at the negaverser.. "Sorry but saving civilians is more important than you."
Gripping the lid she took it with her not wanting to be unarmed against the thing. Using her senshi like speed, she soon found herself between the nega and the rock monster. What she didn't know was...exposing her back to the civilian might not have been the best move.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 10:54 am
The way Ever saw it, as he pried a busted-up piece of leg out of the mess and turned to face the creature, was that a freak in a costume came at him much too quickly. A girl who'd just proven herself seriously unstable, attacking an unarmed weirdo from behind and without warning.
He wasn't above doing the same. Instead of meekly swooning and thanking the senshi for coming to his aid, he yelped and swung his chair leg before she could turn on him, too. Take care of the small problem before the big one.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 11:06 am
"OW" The senshi cried out as the blunt force object came into contact with her leg. Causing her to wheel around on reaction. "The HELL do you think your doing i am trying to save you here!" She cried out at the civilian, wondering what the hell was wrong with the world when they start to attack the GOOD guys!
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 11:12 am
There were a lot of people in the city who might have hesitated over smacking a girl in the face -- but this particular one had recent experiences to build on. Like, for example 'a girl' who beat the s**t out of Tony and left him still sore, even this many days later. Add to that a lack of healthy respect for women in general and...Ever didn't even hesitate. He swung again. Not particularly strong, but he put his back into it, aiming a little higher this time.
Bam, for the face. He huffed out a breath. "Like hell."
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 11:18 am
WHAM.
Right to the face.
Now... Lyra had taken a hit to the face before, but she had taken one too many of them over the past few days. She was not in top condition... Fighting two generals in such a short time span would do that to you.
Plus..Ever apparently had some damn good aim. So, with a clatter of the trash can lid as it rolled away...ironically towards Zink... Lyra found herself slumping to the ground with a Thud. Blacking out was not fun... "Wh- whyy?" She managed to mumble in hughed tones right before the world turned black for the second time in a week.
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