[Bat] Possible Avalanche Zone [Chaonis & Eskimo] FIN

[Lithiasaur]

The Senshi of Danger was feeling better tonight than he had been recently. Maybe because he had been picking near constant fights, and that had relieved a lot of his stress for him. Now he thought he might as well return to the 'job', go around looking for any trouble.

And that would mean more fights anyway, which was perfect for him.

He found he lacked in the area of 'true talents'. What he considered them, anyway, and he would never actually admit out loud that he thought he was failing in any way. He was damn perfect, even if he didn't care about the 'arts', couldn't play the piano as well as others might, and his love of things literary was limited to nonexistent.

He did know how to break faces and save lives. Liberal arts majors could suck it.

Walking down the street, he noticed a shadow moving about in a closed convenience store, one of the small, mom and pop kind of places. He moved over to it, looking inside to see a regular, run of the mill thug trying to break open the cash register. What did Chaonis care about normal crime? Not much. He knocked on the window, which was broken on the next panel over. The guy looked up, panicked, and ran.

Chaonis didn't chase him. Instead, he went into the store, to see what he might be able to pick up. Waste not, after all. And it would be a shame to waste a perfectly good broken into store without actually stealing anything.  

[Marsh the Sex Panda]

Sailor Eskimo was in a good mood, her patrols lately had been going relatively easily and she hadn't seen hide or hair of that b***h General she fought in Elysion. Of course, relatively easy patrols usually meant boring patrols which was sort've a downer, but in all honesty she'd take boring over life threatening any day.

Tonight her currently boring patrol was going to be livened up a bit, but hopefully not to the life threatening level. The sight of a man running down the street below her was the first thing that caught her attention. Sure he could just be a jogger, but the crowbar in his hand said otherwise. Curious she jumped down from the roof top she had been standing on, her heels clicking as she walked down the way the man had came.

It wasn't long before she came to the broken into store. Wrinkling her nose she sighed, normal robberies weren't the kind of thing she liked getting involved in. Mostly because it usually always ended with the police being called by someone. She was about to just walk away when she felt the power signature of another senshi, well...if there was a senshi in there maybe it wasn't just normal crime.

Stepping into the store she looked around, pushing her hood down. Spotting Chaonis rummaging through things she tilted her head the ruby lying against her forehead glinting in the dim light, one gloved hand resting on her hip. "Are you really robbing the place? No wonder they call us terrorists." Okay, robbing a store wasn't exactly an act of terrorism, but still. She couldn't see the point in doing things that would just drag their reputation as senshi further down. Weren't they supposed to be protecting people anyways?  

[Lithiasaur]

Chaonis felt a visitor approaching him, glancing over to the window when he heard the voice. He grinned broadly, recognizing that it was another senshi. Not an enemy, but that never stopped him from fighting them if they asked for it (or if he just felt like it) before. He watched her, taking a bite from a candy bar.

"Well," he said, his mouth full. He made her wait for him to finish chewing before continuing. Because, clearly, she would want to know what more he would say to that one word, "if they think we are, why not take advantage of it?" He grinned at that, scoffing and shaking his head.

"You want something?" He tossed her a candy bar, politely not the one he had been chomping on, leaving that one in his mouth like a cigar and speaking around it. He grabbed a few more things, moving over to the cash register. First, though, he took a plastic bag for his 'purchases'.

"And anyway, I save these guys all the time. If I want to get a little restoration for all my good deeds in the form of some material wealth and sustaining food, I don't think that's asking too much. I am a super hero, after all. I always wondered why they never took advantage of the perks."

Probably because they were always depicted as WHOLLY good guys. And no one was really like that.

Not really.

Chaonis just acted on the thoughts and impulses many 'good' guys probably had. From cops to other senshi. If it was there, they could get away with it, and no one could ever complain or do a damn thing about it, why not just do it?  

[Marsh the Sex Panda]

Eskimo watched the other senshi watch her, wondering if he routinely went around stealing things. Hell, if she hadn’t seen the guy running down the street with the crow bar she would have assumed that he was the one who robbed the store in the first place.

Was he really eating a candy bar? Yes, yes he was. She sighed, hands on both hips now as she waited for him to finish. She was tempted to tell him to hurry up, but had a feeling he was the kind of guy who would slow down just to spite her. The answer she finally got made her roll her eyes. ”Because, then they’ll never think we’re the good guys, which would be nice.” She shook her head remembering the last person she had saved from a youma. They freaked out, hit her, and ran away screaming about a terror attack. It hadn’t been all that rewarding.

”What? No, I don’t want anything.” Even so, she caught the candy bar. She didn’t want to be hit in the face with it after all. Eskimo looked down at the candy bar in her hand, ice blue eyes squinting to read the label. Deciding that it wasn’t worth stealing to just have a snack she tossed it on the cashier’s counter, someone would find it.

The arms on her hips lifted, crossing under her breasts as she watched him practically shopping for stolen goods. There was just something wrong about that picture. ”You know, if they thought we were the good guys they might, you know, give you things.” She couldn’t help but laugh as he called himself a super hero. ”I’m sorry, but I’m pretty sure super heroes don’t steal. You’re more like a super antihero, or something.” She wondered if she should stop him, but what could she do? Throw herself at him and hope to do some damage? She could tell by his power signature that he was stronger than her. But the longer she watched him casually taking things the more it ate at her. She at least had to try. So, she whispered her attack, five snowballs magically appearing at her side suspended in mid air.

Picking one up she hefted it in her gloved hand, staring at him. Finally deciding to act she threw the snowball at him, aiming for his torso, just to make sure she had his attention. ”You should really put that stuff back, stealing is wrong. Especially when it’s senshi stealing.” A second snowball was picked up, ready to throw this one too if it came down to it.  

[Lithiasaur]

Chaonis shrugged. If she didn't want to partake, he wasn't going to force her. But if she asked him for a candy bar later, he wasn't going to share. That was the way of the world: survival of the fittest. She would have to earn her candy bar when next they had a chance.

Of course, he was just amusing himself in his mind. He knew she was pulling the 'respectable' senshi bit, trying to get him to stop, protecting the innocent, blah blah blah. But what was the point, in the end, of that rot? If they saved lives, they were doing their job. They didn't get thanked, certainly didn't get paid, and they were risking themselves every time they did it.

A little retribution ala five fingered discount was the least someone could do. Take the store, for example: who knew what the man might have done if someone who wasn't a terrorist had walked into the store. If the owner had popped out of the backroom. Chaonis may have just saved a life, and all he was asking for was some candy bars. And some cigarettes.

And maybe some chips.

He picked up the candy bar she tossed back and put it in the plastic bag he was gathering. "Have your parents not taught you that taking things from strangers is dangerous? And not taking them while they're not looking, that's safe. Taking them when that person is handing it to you. Yeah, that's always the lesson. Don't take candy from strangers- oh, is that why you don't want this?"

He grinned, shrugging his shoulders. He was done with his shopping, and he slung his ill-gotten gains over his shoulder. Chewing thoughtfully on the candy bar from before, he rounded the counter and looked at her.

"So maybe I am a Super Anti-hero. That still makes me Super. Ooomph," he said, the snowball smacking him in the face when he badly timed the urge to reach for something on a lower shelf. It caught him off guard, though he hung on to his plastic bag. The half eaten candy bar fell to the floor. He recovered it, but didn't want to eat it now, frowning at Eskimo and shaking it at her. Snow was clinging to his face.

"Rude." He said, his eyes slightly less playful. He grinned nonetheless, putting the wasted bar in his bag and clenching his now free fist. "You sure you want to do that?"  

[Marsh the Sex Panda]

"Yeah, I'm sure" She hefted the second snowball in her hand, not throwing it quite yet. Hopefully she could convince him to put the things back without much of a fight, but she doubted that. "Why don't you just put the stuff back?"

She didn't get a chance to find out if Chaonis decided to listen to her or not, because before she had any idea of what was going on a dark tentacle wrapped around her and she was pulled, screaming, out of the store.

The youma that had grabbed her was about the size of a bear and it looked like a spider, only instead of eight legs it had ten tentacles. The scream died on Eskimo's lips as she was pulled out of the building, and found herself hanging seven feet above the ground. This wasn't good. Luckily she still had the snowball in her hand and she chucked it at the giant spider thing as hard as she could.

Twisting to face the store she started yelling. "I could use a little help out here!" She used her fists to beat at the tentacle around her waist, trying to make it let her go.

Chaonis regarded her with interest, just waiting for her to throw another snowball. Silently daring her, though he wasn’t sure what he would actually do if she did throw it. Hit her? She wasn’t exactly a bad guy, like a youma or a nega. She was just annoying him. And getting in the way of his harmless fun, which was frustrating. And it didn’t take much more than that to justify him punching other things…

His eyebrows lifted as the issue was handled for him, and she was suddenly pulled from the room. He ran after her, peering outside to see her struggling against a youma. That was a lot of arms for one monster, he thought to himself, chewing on another candy bar thoughtfully.

Now. Did he want to help her?

“Well, I could have used your help in there, carrying stuff, but you didn’t offer any,” he said almost casually, though he wasn’t about to let another senshi get beaten by a youma, of all things. There was a group pride they had to maintain, wasn’t there? A standard. They were not supposed to lose to the punching bags of the world, as far as Chaonis was concerned, and he sighed. Putting his bag down carefully, he cracked his knuckles and then hurried to help her out.

He ran to the youma, not the senshi, fist drawn back and then slamming forward to punch it as hard as he could. That got arms flailing every where, including the one holding Eskimo.

Eskimo’s eyes widened as she stared at him. Was he seriously going to hang her out to dry. ”Oh come on!” She was being held up by a youma tentacle, how was he going to not help her?

Luckily it seemed Chaonis wasn’t a total jerk. She was still beating on the tentacle that held her as Chaonis ran in, and once his punch hit she felt herself go flying. The tentacle was lashing around and in the chaos it let her go, sending her soaring through the air.

Somehow she managed to flip herself around so she was falling feet first, and she landed sooner than she thought on the roof of a nearby building. She had fallen to her knees upon impact, and when she pushed herself up she was glad she was wearing legwarmers. The fur wraps had taken the scrapes her knees would have if she hadn’t been wearing them.

Moving to the edge of the rooftop she looked down on the youma, luckily for her snowballs were long range weapons. Calling out her attack again summoned five more snowballs, and she picked one up chucking it at the spider thing as hard as she could. She watched it explode into a flurry of snow, a second snowball following the first not long after.

Chaonis watched for a moment as the Eskimo went flying, finding the sight oddly enrapturing. Snow falling through the air, he imagined, was a bit more graceful than that. But at least she landed on her feet, and he was not going to be blamed for a broken back or something like that. He didn’t have too much time to ponder it, getting slammed into by a tentacle and sent sprawling to the floor, face first.

Karma, maybe.

Rolling, he heard the youma yelling and looked up to see snow. She was attacking it. Good. He wasn’t sure if her attack could actually do damage, or if it was just very annoying, but either worked now. He got to his feet and turned to the youma, grinning.
Revenge time.

“Warning! Earthquake zone!!”

He felt his body surge with a magical boost of power, and lunged toward the youma. He leaped at it, fists flying, landing a few punches before he got swatted away. The more he hit it, the stronger his attack at the end, a localized earthquake, would be.

“Keep it distracted!” he yelled, running in for another attack.

The third snowball was in her hand as Chaonis yelled up at her. ”Okay!” She could do distracting, especially from the safe haven of her rooftop. She threw the snowball at the youma as hard as she could, avoiding hitting Chaonis, though avoiding the explosion of snow after it hit was hard for anyone in the vicinity. While her snowballs weren’t particularly damaging, they were extremely annoying.

She wondered what Chaonis’ attack did, so far it didn’t seem like it did all that much. But he said something about an earthquake, right? She picked up another snowball, looking at the last one floating next to her. She was running out of distractions. The snowball in her hand was thrown at the youma, her last one picked up. Maybe she should save the last one for a critical moment? She was unsure, Eskimo wasn’t used to working with someone else. Leaning over the edge of the building she yelled down at him. ”How long do you need?”

“Not long,” Chaonis called, focused. Well, as much as someone like him could be.

It was easy to get wrapped up in fighting. It was one of the few things he actually took delight in: one of the ways he vented steam and had fun. He felt like he was at his best when he was punching something, and there was bonus points when that something actually deserved to be punched. He had learned recently that hitting civilians without them asking for it was, in fact, not as satisfying.

Go figure.

He continued his punching, getting thwacked away by tentacles and to have her snowballs draw it back. She only had one left, though he didn’t know that, and he felt like it had been long enough. Not too long, but he had landed enough blows to at least do some damage. So he released the built up energy and the ground started to rock, a large split in the earth racing toward the youma, things falling and cracking all around them. Collateral damage was not his problem. The split opened enough for the youma to fall into it partially, getting stuck.

“Alright, let’s finish this! You know how to punch it, right? Get over here and help me beat it into dust!”

When the ground started to hake the buildings around them did too, and Eskimo had to clutch the edge of the one she was on. He wasn’t kidding when he said earthquake. She watched with wide eyes as the ground split in half. Man, she wished her attack was that effective.

She was distracted from staring at the damage by Chaonis yelling at her. ”Yeah, I know how to punch it.” She rolled her eyes standing up. Just because she was a girl didn’t mean she couldn’t punch. Standing up she took her last snowball in her hand, throwing it at the youma monster. She jumped off the building soon after, the wind ruffling her skirt and bolero as she fell downwards.

Eskimo stared down at the youma, angling herself so she landed on top of it. Making a fist with her gloved hand she began to beat the spider thing, its tentacles flailing as she did. Being right on top of the monster made it harder for the thing to grab her, giving her more time to beat on it.

Chaonis always felt a thrill of pride when he saw the damage he created with his attack. Sure, most of it was unintentional and he could only vaguely direct where the main part of the earthquake went, but still. It was more than enough for him. After all, there were few negas or youma that could stand in an earthquake and, at the very least, not get distracted.

And that gave him time to get in some more attacks. Final attacks.

He was at the youma when she joined him, and moved to aid her in punching it. She was on its head, or what might have been its head at least, and he was at its side once more, swinging at the… face. Maybe. He clenched his fist and swung with all his might, and the youma could do nothing about it. If it tried to get Chaonis it just allowed Eskimo to hit it, and couldn’t even reach her when it tried to get her. It managed to throw Chaonis one more time, but in the end it had no strength left.

It burst into dust right underneath Eskimo, while Chaonis was getting up from being tossed.

“Ha! Ten points!” he laughed triumphantly, nodding his head.

Unfortunately for Eskimo she hadn’t thought things through, when the youma imploded into dust underneath her the senshi of snow fell, eyes wide. She reached out catching the edge of the crevice with her hands. She hung there, feet kicking. ”Uh, mind giving a girl a hand?” She tried to climb up herself, but her heels wouldn’t catch traction on the rock. As happy as she was that the youma was dusted, she wasn’t exactly thrilled about hanging off what was basically a cliff by her fingertips.

Chaonis got up to see his fellow senshi struggling not to get stuck in the split he had created with his earthquake. He grinned at her, picking up his bag of stolen goods and moving to the edge where she was trying to climb up. It wasn’t too much deeper than she was tall, but still deep enough to get stuck in or have a lot of trouble, clearly, getting out of. Just far enough that her feet didn’t touch the floor.

“What would you do without me?” He asked, moving to offer his free hand to her, making sure she had to take the chance and reach up for him, instead of taking her hand and pulling without her putting so much effort into it. At least she was helped out of the ditch: he had debated not doing it at all.

But where was the fun in that? He wouldn’t be able to rub it in that way.

“That counts as twice. Me helping you, I mean. So. You owe me.” He grinned broadly at that.

Eskimo was unaware that the crevice wasn’t bottomless, she hadn’t exactly taken the time to look down when she fell. She’d be plenty embarrassed when she figured it out, but as it was she just wanted some help out.

She rolled her eyes again at his words. ”I wouldn’t be hanging here first off.” She stretched up grabbing his forearm. Her stomach sucked in as she was pulled out, not wanting to scrape it against the ground. Not that there was much to suck, but her stomach was bare and she didn’t want to risk it.

Once she was on her feet she let go of him, brushing her skirt off. ”Thanks” She shook her head at his words, but she was smiling. ”What, you can’t do a good deed just because?”

“Good deed? No no. That was a favor. And that means repayment. So. Keep that in mind.”

He grinned and then took out his phone, getting her information in it and nodding his head in triumph. He was definitely going to call her to act on his repayment. Or just to bother her. Either way, really. They would both be fun, and since he wasn’t sure what he might need from her or what she could do for him yet for ‘saving her life’ from that fall, he would just have to bide his time and see.

Hefting his bag over his shoulder, he made to move off.

“Don’t want to be here when the cops come. See ya later, Popsicle!”

Eskimo sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. ”Uh huh,” It seemed like she was indebted to him which she wasn’t completely comfortable with. Who knew what kinds of things he would think of as repayment. She watched him pick up his bag of stolen goods and turn to leave. ”It’s Eskimo! Not Popsicle.” She wrinkled her nose, not too thrilled with that particular nickname.

He had the right idea though, she did not want to be found by a giant crack in the street. Running she jumped on top of the nearest building, taking off over the rooftops.