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 Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 11:54 am
There was a pig attacking her. A pig. A PIG.
Well, a pig youma, with big tusks, red eyes and a very angry expression, but still. It was just a piggy!
Sailor Lenka was truly in a bind, staring at the creature with a look of terrible discomfort. She had her watermelon rind in her hand and just seemed so torn. It was a youma…but it was a pig. Duty and her own great love of pigs was tearing the poor child apart. What should she do? She had to dust the youma! She had to be a hero…but…
Jacen and Jaina would know what she did! They would know she had killed…KILLED! One of their pig brothers. The child swallowed, rocking back on her heels, trying to figure out the best thing to do.
The youma didn’t seem to bothered, a great glob of saliva dripping from its mouth. With a grotesque oinking noise, the creature began to charge, pinning the child against the building she was near with his tusks.
Lenka let out a cry, having dropped her rind when the pig hit her.
Ah! There was a pig attacking her. She hesitated, then lifted a hand to try and scratch behind the creatures ears…her pigs liked that!
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 12:21 pm
Camelot was glad to be back on Earth. His home, his beautiful planet that meant more to him than he had known before actually going to space. He had just spent his time fighting for his life, for the lives of innocent people and for those he loved.
And one of the first things he did after he got home from all that mess and chaos?
Go out on patrol, of course.
He hadn't been expecting to find a pig youma, but he never knew what to expect when they appeared. It was better than a dragon, at any rate. He moved toward it, toward the girl, not sure why the little senshi seemed to be having some kind of an inner battle. her expression seemed to say so, anyway, twisted in thought and horror as it was.
"Get off her!" He yelled, seeing the pig youma leering toward the chibi senshi with malevolent intent, its pointed tusks ready to gore. Like hell he would let it. He ran over and did what any sensible man trying to defend a small senshi would do. He kicked it as if it were a soccer ball, as hard as he could right in its side.
"Don't pet it!" He yelped, incredulous that that had been her defense mechanism. His voice was distinctly parental, with that all too familiar air of disappointment. "It's a youma, not a pig! You'll lose a hand that way! Are you hurt?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 12:31 pm
The youma flew back and snorted in anger, eyes flashing as it looked at Camelot, there were puffs of breath coming from the creature’s nose, visible in the chill air of the evening.
Lenka stared as the Squire kicked the pig and let out an angry cry. “Don’t kick it! It’s just a piggy! How do you know it’s not a piggy! If it’s not a piggy now it was once, right? It’s just hungry! And lonely! IT NEEDS EAR SCRATCHES!” She wasn’t sure why she was shouting at the one who just saved her…but he hurt the pig! The poor little MISUNDERSTOOD pig.
Pigs were always misunderstood though…always. People thought they were dirty, smelly, and just plain icky! But they weren’t! They were cuddly, clean and always happy!
“We can’t kill the pig! That would just be horrible! We have to tame it, okay?”
The youma let out another snort, pawing at the ground with a foot, seeming to be getting ready to strike.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 12:51 pm
Camelot looked helpless.
The last thing he wanted to do was traumatize a chibi senshi by murdering her would-be pet pig. He did not want to kill it right in front of her, if she had already somehow bonded with it. How kids could be so benevolent all the time was a wonder to him. Yes, it looked like an animal.
But it was very clearly trying to kill her.
He tried his best not to look too vexed, but his Dad Voice remained. He was getting better and better with it, he felt, which was strange because he only ever really practiced with it effectively on senshi and other knights. His own son was impervious to its power, and he had long ago given up really trying to use it.
"No! It does not need ear scratches. It needs energy and starseeds: and you don't want to lose either! I know it looks like a pig, but it's not any more. It's a monster, and it won't ever be anything but a monster. Okay?" It wasn't as gentle as he had wanted it to be, and he winced at his own voice.
He saw that the youma was trying to attack again and moved to put himself between it and the chibi senshi. This required kicking it again, though he tried to make it look gentle, like he was maybe just pushing it out of the way, but it was hard to mask the movement. His armored boot met the things face, after all.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 1:39 pm
The youma had charged right into Camelot's boot. And it hurt. He let out a snort of pain, then stumbled backwards as the Squire kicked him again. The youma rolled onto it's back, legs kicking.
Lenka let out a disgruntled noise. "Old guy, just go away. You're not my dad! Look, you're hurting him! That's what my pigs do when they're in pain! How could you be so mean? Did you try giving him ear scratches? It'll work, It ALWAYS works! Old man, stop being mean! You just don't like pigs, that's it, right?"
She ran over, scooping up her watermelon rind, brandishing it at Camelot. "I'll throw my Boomarind at you and not Mr. Bacon!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 2:30 pm
Camelot watched the youma carefully, wincing as it rolled over. It... it tripped. That's what happened. It was just... playing. Except he couldn't say that because the thing had to end in a flurry of dust. How could he explain that away in a game? Whoops, played too hard. Killed it. Oh well!
He looked at the young girl, frowning at her.
"I know I'm not your dad, but I am an adult, and you should respect them a bit more," he chastised pointedly. Kids these days. He imagined they all had a certain lack of respect and breeding nowadays, like things were getting worse as far as parenting went, and they needed to tighten the reigns. In thinking that, though, he slowly realized, with a creeping dread like ice down his spine, that made him old.
Very old?
"You have pigs?" That explained everything, and he shook his head, shifting gears as best he could, "I like pigs just fine, but I don't like youma! This thing will hurt someone. It wants to hurt you!" He had his back to the youma now, pleading with the chibi, "and my name is Camelot, not old man!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 2:52 pm
The youma was still kicking his feet in the air, snorting and oinking wildly. It seemed quite vulnerable lying there, trying to roll back over.
Lenka scowled. "Old Man Camelot, stop being so mean!" She took in a breath, then threw her rind at the male. "Lenka Boomarind!" To her horror, the rind missed Camelot completely, and instead struck the youma right between the eyes. He let out one last squeal, then exploded into dust.
The chibi senshi stared, jaw dropped. "NO. YOU STUPID OLD MAN I KILLED THE PIGGY OH NO!"
She was completely upset. Though, this may have been an understatement. Fat tears rolled from her chocolate brown eyes. "Jacen and Jaina won't love me anymore!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 12:01 pm
Camelot frowned at the girl helplessly, trying to be stern but not wanting to hurt her feelings about it. He just wanted her to realize that she wasn't safe, hanging out with monsters as she was. If she tried to pet it, she would lose her hand.
It wasn't something he wanted her to learn the hard way, as was sometimes preferable with particularly stubborn children.
He didn't dodge when she threw her attack at him, but it seem fate had its own designs for lessons hard learned. He watched as the attack smacked the youma, and it burst into dust. It was a relief, in one way, and he sighed now that the physical danger was passed, but there was now the trouble left in its wake. He anticipated the yelling before it left her mouth.
"Calm down, calm down," he said smoothly, moving to kneel down in front of her. It was time for some damage control. He smiled at her gently, wiping away her tears and trying to steady her, though she was angry with him. "Did you see the way that thing turned into dust when you hit it? Your pets won't do that. Real animals won't. You didn't do anything wrong, getting rid of it: they're dangerous. Your pets will not know, and certainly won't love you any less, okay?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 1:53 pm
Lenka wiped at her own eyes and just hiccupped. “I know he was a youma…but…why did it have to be a piggy? I’ve fought a couple youmas before…but never a pig…that’s just sad.” She gave a heavy sigh, moving away from Camelot, looking at him for a long moment. Finally, she thrust her hand out, giving a little smile. “Hi. I’m Sailor Lenka. Chibi Senshi of Watermelons. You’re not a bad guy, I know you’re not. But…but you didn’t have to kick the pig…I woulda dusted it eventually. But thank you for saving me…I guess I needed it.”
Her smile grew and she just looked at him. “Wanna be friends old man?”
Ahh. The innocence of youth.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 12:45 pm
Camelot watched her, expression soft and pitying. She was young, and he could see how things like this could be traumatizing. She liked pigs, and had to see one be destroyed. That was just mean, and Camelot did not like being mean.
"They can look like anything, I've noticed," he explained gently, with a father's patience. Her sudden change in attitude surprised him though, and he looked at her in wonder, than laughed softly. He took her hand and shook it.
"Hello Sailor Lenka. I'm Camelot, of Earth."
He winced at her calling him old man again, almost an instinctual reaction at this point. he shook his head and laughed it off, trying to take it in stride. People were just going to call him that, it was a fact of life. he thought he had been used to it already, but it seemed he had to work more on it.
"If you'll call me by my name, I think we can be friends. I promise I won't kick any more pigs unless I absolutely have to, okay?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2011 11:25 am
Camelot…that seemed like such a silly name to her, though…Lenka wasn’t much better. “Okay, Mr. Camelot. Don’t kick my pigs or I’ll kick you. My pigs aren’t youmas, I’m sure. They are really cute though! They’re the cutest pigs ever.”
She decided she liked this old man. He was nice, and he was just trying to protect her…so that was nice.
“Mr. Camelot, if you were a Jedi, I think I’d like to be your padawan. You remind me kinda of Qui Gon Jinn. So, that means you can call me Obi Wan Kenobi if you want! I wouldn’t mind!” Yeah. She liked this guy. They could be friends. The child nodded to herself, then laughed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2011 8:52 pm
Camelot certainly did not want to get himself kicked, and he smiled at her, nodding his head slowly. He could easily agree to those terms.
"I understand that. I have a pet, as well. A dog, not a pig, but I still wouldn't want anyone kicking her. So I won't hurt your pets, if you don't hurt mine. Deal?" He smiled at her, offering her his hand to shake. Kids liked that kind of stuff, feeling adult, didn't they?
He was sure they did.
At her question he looked a little baffled. He knew of movies, certainly of star wars, but they had never been his thing. He was simply a casual movie watcher, just as he was a librarian who did not really read. So he knew what people said about popular movies, and was always willing to listen to discussions about them, or have someone tell him whatever it was they needed to say about one, but beyond that...
Still, he grinned at her comment.
"Alright, Obi Wan," he said with a nod. He sure hoped this Qui Gon fellow didn't die. "Now, are you heading home? I'd not be a very good jedi if I left you alone to get attacked by another monster." Were there monsters in Star Wars? Ah well.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 1:16 pm
She shook his hand, seeming pleased. “My mom doesn’t like dogs…but I promise never to kick any just in case they turn out to be your dog!” When the Squire called her Obi Wan, she gave a squeal, seeming completely and utterly delighted. “Yay! You’re the first one to know what Star Wars is! The first one!”
Lenka took the male’s hand, hanging off of him, much like a child would with a father. “I’ll be a good Padawan, Qui Gon! I promise! You can walk me close to my home, but you have to leave before I power down, ‘cause that’s the rules, right?”
She finally—FINALLY got her Jedi knight to be her master! She may be a senshi…but she was going to be a Jedi Senshi, and it was going to be fantastic. Forever.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 11:30 am
Camelot looked amused at her promise, like it being his dog was the only reason not to kick dogs. He laughed, shaking his head, but knowing she probably would not kick animals in general, pigs or not. He would have to start worrying if that was a habit of hers, after all.
He grinned, hoping she didn't quiz him on Star Wars. He knew of it, yes, but was not particularly familiar with all the details. If she caught him with his guard down, he might disappoint her.
Nothing was worse than a disappointed small child. They had a way of pouting that was heart breaking.
"That's the rules," he said, using her words and nodding his head. It was good that she was careful of those rules, of keeping her identity a secret. Camelot was less strident in keeping his identity safe, as many senshi and other knights knew who he was.
He was pretty sure no bad guys knew, though, so that was a plus. Still, he had been caught powering up more times than should probably be allowed.
Letting her lead, he walked with her, watching her as she seemed to bounce. She had a lot of energy, and something he had done had been very good for her. Was this jedi thing really that important?
"So, young Obi Wan," he offered, feeling goofy, "why do you want a jedi so much?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 12:29 pm
Millicent all but lit up at his question…nobody else had bothered to ask that one before! They were always far too busy calling her a nerd or something stupid like that. The child thought for a moment then looked up at him.
“Well…My Mommy and Daddy aren’t married, and I live with my mom, and Star Wars is the only thing that me and my daddy really have in common. He’s made me like it since I was just a little kid…and…I really like the Jedi! They’re the good guys! The heroes!”
She grew quiet then just gave a sad little smile, watching her shoes as she walked. “I guess…I just figured…if I got to be a Jedi, Daddy would want to spend more time with me…I guess. ‘Cause I was a hero, you know?”
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