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 Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 5:59 pm
Snow snow and more snow.
That seemed to be the theme of the evening, and the week. Probably the month, if they continued this 'lucky'. It was certainly a kind of luck, however bad he considered it.
His dog was out there somewhere.
Poor Dogby. He hoped she was someplace warm. He would even wish for her to have found a new home, some new owner to fall in love with her, if it meant her being safe and out of this miserable weather. When she ran away she had a cold. He could only imagine and dread how she was now. Every day he sat at work or at home, waiting for the phone to ring. The door to go. The bell at the front desk to ding. Anything that resulted in someone telling him his dog was alive, and well, and back.
But so far it hadn't happened.
Focusing on patrol was forced and painful. he had plenty of distractions. The play he was helping Kyndall with. Their relationship. The tension with Suri. good or bad, he had lots to keep himself busy with. But none of it really took his mind off his dog. He could just imagine the tiny corgi, trapped under a snow drift, shivering and sneezing.
walking down the street, powered up as he was, he couldn't get it out of his mind.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 10:09 pm
Running as fast as she could, Vesta felt kind of foolish in this current situation. She hasn't really expected to bit off more than she could chew, then again... what senshi would have thought that they would need to run in fear for their lives?
Passing a corner, Vesta her head turned around in hopes that the youma following her had given up it's chase. To her luck, the stupid thing was still running after her without giving up.
Feeling the cold shivers climb over her body, it was annoying that the cold was bothering her so much. Then again, she was running around with very little clothes in the middle of the winter. She should know better, but it wasn't her fault that this was how her uniform looked.
Slipping on some ice on the ground she tried her best to not fall, grabbing a stop sign as she continued running along. Within her gasp, Vesta saw something in her view. It was someone dressed in a rather odd outfit. She wasn't sure what he was wearing, since she had never seen a knight before, but she didn't want him to get hurt.
"Hey! Get out of the way!" Vesta yelled, just as the youma behind her caught up to her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 11:27 am
Camelot felt the senshi approaching before he heard her voice on the air. He turned before she started to speak, but hadn't spotted her until she was rather close. The fear in her voice alerted him, setting off his inner alarm bells and telling him that something was the matter.
She needed his help!
But with what?
It didn't take him too long to notice the youma barreling behind her. In fact, he would have had to try very hard to miss that thing on purpose. He instinctively tightened his grip on the shield attached to his arm, his fingers curling around one of the straps against its back.
"Behind me!" He called back, clearly having no intention of getting out of the way of anything. In fact, he shifted his stance wide and brought up his shield in front of him. He was going to make a shield for her to hide behind. He could hold the youma off for a bit, while they worked out a way to fight it.
That, or he could just bash it until it turned to dust like he usually did, but that never looked too impressive and certainly wasn't that heroic or knightly.
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