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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 6:45 pm
Super Sailor Pasiphae was currently crinkling her nose in a clear sign of disgust, one that many would be surprised to see her wear. Was she looking at a fight that she would have to jump into? Was she commenting on the cruelty of the war that she still found herself in? Was she being forced to tackle a giant youma made of garbage or some disgusting fluid?
No--the cause of her disgust was far more pedestrian. She was right next to one of Destiny City's more famous burger restaurants, and the smell was making her feel a little ill. Penelope did not know why she could not stomach either the smell or the taste of beef, a meat that most found a delicacy and a treat. It was not a matter of texture or of fat; she hated filet mignon as much as she did ground beef, which she hated as much as she did beef jerky.
The french fry smell that rose above the beefy smells, though? That made her stomach rumble slightly as she continued to walk by, intent on finishing her patrol. She felt Chaotic energy... somewhere, and it was probably going to be hard to find the source while trying to remain unseen on the roof tops.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 6:50 pm
"Just one burger? And fries? Pleeeeeaaaaase?" came a plea that rose over the din of Destiny City's nightlife.
Bazzite was hanging upside down in front of Jolly Burger's drivethru window, pleading with the cashier to give him a Jolly Meal and send him on his way. He had money! Bazzite just... happened to forget he had powered up while he was out looking for food. His stomach rumbled and, gosh darn it, how was he supposed to protect the citizenry of Destiny City without the necessary energy and calories? Silly people. And besides, it was just one lousy Jolly Meal. With cheese. And a shake. Maybe a soda. Whichever. Shakes seemed easier to deal with since they were thicker and...
Okay so now the cashiers were freaking out. Bazzite sighed and flipped up onto the roof. "Well," he started, hands on his hips and talking to nobody in particular. "That is not good customer service. I'll have to talk to their manager or something. I got money! I even got a coupon! ....somewhere in here..." He then bent over and started rifling through the many pockets of his Negaverse-issued garments.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 9:30 pm
Well, that explained the Chaos energy that she was sensing. Although she was still a buliding away, Pasiphae recognized the Negaverser in ninja garb immediately. The clothes were, of course, a dead giveaway, but just as tell-tale was his ramblings, very similiar to the only half-sensical things he had said when she and Tsui had fought him. All the same... he didn't seem to be attacking anyone. Other Senshi would chide her for her hesitation, but the Shame Senshi had never been the kind to start a fight, even after the two major battles in which she had participated. There was something a little off about this lieutenant, and she did still have more power than him even without another Order aligned ally present. To go in, fists first, would seem... cruel. "Um... maybe they got scared because you were hanging down over the drivethru window?" She offered as she leapt the distance between them. Her heeled boots clacked against the rooftop as she landed, but she made no movement to attack or to raise her shield. No, the black-haired teen took up the least intimidating position she could think of--placing her hands in front of her, at the level of her lap. "Especially with the mask, they might think you're a burglar?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 9:38 pm
POJsfozsdsdgnnKJNKSJKJBFKJSBFKJS!!!111!!!1!1oneone
Folded paper stars, coupons and dollar bills (with assorted coinage, paper clips and other miscellany) went flying in a cloud of flailing limbs and spittle as Bazzite flipped around. She was the last thing he wanted to see, and the lieutenant still sported a bright purple bruise on his jaw because of the Tiger Sensi of Evil Falcon Punchery. Bazzite nearly glared at Pasiphae, but it made his face hurt to frown that hard. He resorted to staring. Staring didn't hurt.
"Oh so now you're just gonna be like," Strike a pose, try not to slip on the paper stars that littered the rooftop. Did she know how long it takes to fold all these? Senshi must not be into origami. "Oh lookit me I'ma squish you like a pancake in my shield of evilness that makes you feel bad. My FEEL BAD SHIELD of doom and PAIN." Bazzite stood up and again huffed, crossing his arms. "I was just tryin' ta stay outta the way of the drive thru cuz like, nobody's down there right now and it's not like I have a car and," He bent down, scooping up a piece of paper.
"I HAVE A COUPON. That they wouldn't honor." The lieutenant sniffed in defeat. "Don'tlookitmelikethat."
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 10:03 pm
'Feel bad shield of doom and pain?' Pasiphae thought to herself, letting him get through his speech. She had never thought of her shield as anything like that--merely as a way to protect others, or to be of help to her allies. The 'feeling bad' part especially made her wonder if the feelings of shame she experienced from touching her shield in her dream... was actually a reality? She doubted that her enemy would be willing to tell her, one way or the other, more than the ninja did. "No, I'm not... I won't call the shield, not unless you force me to," she reassured him, unable to keep from staring guiltily at the bruise on his face. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair, at all, that they were all humans but that only those of Order seemed to feel guilt. She didn't want to hurt anyone, much less kill, and even as she berated herself for not avenging those that had fallen... she couldn't believe that lashing out without provacation was the way. Protection, salvation... they had to be possible, right? ... right? She nervously brushed some of her thick hair behind her ears, the beaded detail of her mask and her earrings moving in the process. As she listened to his plight, she had to offer a solution, her voice curious even if it was soft, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to look at you like anything. But, if you have a coupon, why not use it inside? Why the drive thru?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:22 pm
Bazzite made a face that was a cross between deep thought and constipation. "Well, I don't really plan on, you know, givin' you a reason for squishing me with the Feel Bad Shield. Cuz I don't like to feel bad. Plus I don't think your evil friend of Punch Me In the Face Please is here, which I am totally okay with. Cuz my jaw? See this?" Bazzite pointed to his chin. "...dis really hurts and I don't wanna have another on the other side of my face to match, okay?" With that done, the lieutenant bent to scoop up everything he'd lost from his jacket pockets in his flailing. He shifted his weight once everything was back in his pockets, safe and sound. "So uh... I mean, I think you know my name but I dunno your name. I think you're the nicer of the two space pirates I fought yesterday. I mean I was just doin' what i was told to do. Beni said we gotta do our best, you know?" His voice didn't really harbor any ill will, at least not towards Pasiphae. Tsui on the other hand would be an entirely different story. He'd have a bone to pick with her later! After dinner. He made another face and pulled out the coupon again. One free order of fries with any Jolly Meal purchase. Valid thru 12/31. Okay so this was probably a really bad idea but if Miss Laceyface wasn't going to whip out the Negaverse Squish Tactics, he might as well kinda sorts be nice. He couldn't eat all of a Jumbo Jolly Meal by himself. "So uh..." Bazzite fidgeted. "...you like Jolly Burger? Cuz I got this coupon n'... well... I can't eat it all n'... well you know." Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 7:37 pm
Pasiphae was torn between guilt and confusion. Guilt because of the bruise on the ninja's jaw, and confusion because she couldn't... quite follow whathe was saying. "Evil friend of Punch Me in the Face Please" had to be Tsui, and if so... then he seemed to be indicating that he didn't want to fight either. Well, that was some kind of relief as she reaffirmed, "I won't... throw the first punch, Mr. Ninja, but I'm afraid I don't... know your name. I'm Pasiphae." Just her name, not her rank. He didn't need to know -that- much about her, but the name couldn't hurt to give. When he pulled out the coupon, she openly stared. Experiences with Mr. Ninja, she was finding, were... not quite what she was used to, in regards to interactions with the enemy. An invitation to dinner? What was this... some weird date? "I'm afraid I don't... like burgers. I only come here for the fries. Are you... suggesting we do in together? Won't... you get in trouble?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 8:05 pm
She wouldn't throw the first punch? "Well that's good cuz... I don't like gettin' punched." Bazzi flexed his jaw and winced a bit at the pain. He hoped it healed soon so he could go back to running errands for Benitoite and the other generals down in the Rift. "It hurts a lot and then parents start askin' questions." Good thing I run into stuff a lot. It'd be way harder to explain then!"Oh um... I'm Bazzite!" the lieutenant said with a blush. He was so used to announcing himself beforehand that introductions in any other way were kind of foreign. "You can call me Bazzi though. Everybody does." Looking down at the coupon, Bazzite frowned. "You don't like burgers? Well uh... you can have the fries! Or we can share 'em or whatever." Won't you get in trouble?Bazzi didn't think of that. He started sputtering. "Well it's not like I'm like being extra super nice n' all that an' the food would go ta waste anyway and you can't fight on an empty stomach and Beni's not here to share it with me... I don't think they make tea. BUT ANYWAY just like..." More spazzing and flailing. "Just like don't tell anybody. Call it charity or somethin' but... okay well maybe you should order cuz I scared 'em on accident." Bazzi frowned when he could still hear a bit of commotion coming from the drive-thru window. Oops. Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 12:33 pm
"Bazzite," she acknowledged the receipt of the name with a nod of her head. No, she couldn't honestly say it was nice to meet him. No, she was not going to give him a nickname. It would only make things harder if... if they got sucked back into the conflict that the two were, at least for now, willing to put on hold. Still, she couldn't help the tiniest bit of a smile rising to her face when he began to justify himself. If only she could reach him... but if 'Beni' was short for 'Benitoite,' then she would already be too late. One mention of her name and she'd likely never see the ninja again as anything but any enemy. Her failure. Her fault. All she could do now was try and mitigate the damage already done. "Believe me, I sympathize with the parents finding out. If you, um... don't mind make up, concealer would probably cover at least some of it. And... and I won't tell anyone. You have my word." Not that the discrete girl was a gossip anyway, and perhaps he wouldn't even accept her word, but she gave it all the same. "I don't know if I'll have any better luck," the Shame Senshi sighed, twisting a strand of her thick hair between her fingers. Chaos had painted her and her ilk as terrorists, after all. She wouldn't blame them for being scared, even if it pained her to be met with such a reception. Still... in all of Destiny City, there had to be someone who would either take the Senshi side or at least be morbidly curious enough to interact with them. ... right? "We'll both go inside," Pasiphae replied after a moment's consideration. "That should be a little more... normal." An awkward way to phrase it, perhaps, but the truth. No one was supposed to walk through the drive through, not even forces of Order or Chaos, she was fairly certain. "If nothing else, we'll leave the money and the coupon on the counter by the register. That should do something to explain the situation." She jumped down from the roof to do just that, and the door that she swung open she immediately closed to avoid the strawberry milkshake thrown in that direction. Well, if there was someone who wouldn't be afraid of her... it clearly wasn't the staff of Jolly Burger. (Although, in fairness, they were already spooked by the sudden Drive-Thru Ninja to begin with, so she was sharing the blame squarely with Bazzite on that one.)
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 6:27 pm
Bazzi obviously didn't think of makeup. Makeup was kind of a girly thing unless you were an actor and needed to get into costume. But that was something else entirely. He wasn't sure his mother wouldn't notice him rummaging through her girly products, though. While at home and in his human form, Bazzi was never very good about being stealthy around the house. Someone always noticed something slightly out of place and his father would yell at him for being too tied to the kitchen to do anything a normal boy would be doing at that time of day. Sigh. The lieutenant then found himself depressed and flailed himself out of it. Pasiphae had jumped down and been unsuccessful in entering the establishment, but it gave Bazzite an idea. He dropped down next to her and, using an area of the glass door that wasn't covered in strawberry milkshake, plastered the coupon onto the door and pointed to it vigorously. "See? Look, maybe this'll work. They'll see the coupon and realize it was all just a big misunder---" SPLAT!Another milkshake, vanilla this time, plastered the door. Bazzite looked distraught. "Well, that didn't work out as well as I'd hoped." he mused, turning away from the door to think for a little bit. Even though she was an enemy (and a lacy and NEGASQUISH evil kind at that) it would be a travesty to let a girl get all covered in milkshake. So, Bazzite took it upon himself to make a fool of himself because chivalry wasn't dead practice his ninja skills. Pulling out a folded paper star and a straw he picked up from somewhere, Bazzite fashioned an origami peace flag in slight off-white. "WISH ME LUCK, PASIFAY." The door flung open and Bazzite ducked and rolled and weaved, dodging milkshakes and burgers as he found cover behind one of the booths and a soda machine. He yelled over the screaming. "WAIT IT'S OKAY WE HAVE MONEY WE JUST WANNA PAY YOU AND USE THIS COUPON. WE COME IN PEACE!"Wave wave went the flag. Wave wave went a hand full of money (plus coupon!) Strangely, the milkshake mortars ceased. Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 8:42 pm
For a brief moment, Pasiphae thought that the ninja had hit on a good idea when he plastered the coupon to the glass door. She delicately moved out of the way to allow him better access, folding her hands into her lap and waiting to see how it would play out. Surely they would be able to see it and, well, maybe that plus the more action would-- And then the vanilla milkshake splattered against the door, and she turned her head to try and discuss the matter. Maybe he had been right to try and go through the drive thru after all, but even as the Super Senshi did so she saw him doing something with his hands. Curious, she tilted her head and watched as the paper was deftly combined with a straw to form a little flag and then he was saying her name and was he seriously going in there when they were still throwing food?!Well, she certainly couldn't let him go in alone! Pasiphae slid through the open door and managed to avoid pink and white milkshake as it closed. Then it was an obstacle course of hideous beef that was so squishy and greasy and gross! She thought about calling on her shield, but given the recent battle? That was likely to scare off her Negaverse companion. Not to mention spook the poor fast food workers even more. So instead she ducked and dodged the projectiles thrown her way, eventually sliding under a table. "He-he's telling the truth! We'd just like to give you some patronage!" The Shame Senshi moved to where she was on her knees, her gloved hands raising in the classical gesture of surrender. "Once we pay, we'll take the food and leave!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 9:22 pm
Pulling his arms down and awaiting the signal of "all's clear", Bazzi turned to his momentary senshi companion and mouthed, good job, Pasiface! Pasifay... Pasi... yeah! Good job! Giving her the thumbs up, the silence was broken by one of the beefier workers peeking over the counter and calling to the two powered individuals they were just trying to assault moments earlier. "Uhh... okay well if you just... go away after we give ya the food then.... then we're all good here, okay? Just don't hurt us and we won't call the cops!" Gulping, murmurs. "So uh... welcome ta Jolly Burger, home of the Jumbo Jolly Meal. Can we uh... take your order?" Bazzite nearly jumped up from his position, but thankfully saw he would have nailed himself in the head before he did so. The back end of the soda machine would have silenced the last remaining brain cells in the little ninja's brain. Whew. Standing, Bazzite straightened out his uniform and walked, like a normal person, up to the counter. Coupon in his outstretched hand, the blue haired boy smiled widely. "We'd like one Jumbo Jolly Meal with a free extra order of fries. Please. Thank you!" The worker behind the counter gulped and looked nervously between Pasiphae and Bazzi, who was still grinning like an idiot. "...uh... you want anything, miss...?" Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 4:55 pm
The Shame Senshi wasn't sure how things would go after she and Bazzite made their dual appeal for food, but the worker's agreement to serve them made her noticeably relieved. She couldn't help but smile ever so slightly at the ninja's enthusiasm as he came out and confidently made his order. She took advantage of his becoming the center of attention once again to get out from under the table. It was hard to believe that so much white fuku could go untouched by at least a little of the projectiles thrown at them, but luckily for her, the worker was better at taking orders than throwing. She was brushing off her skirt when she was addressed. Pasiphae gave the worker her warmest smile and her politest voice in response. She was naturally kind anyway, but now... well, now she had to take this one, small chance to show that she and her allies weren't terrorists. Which was... ironic, considering she was doing it in the company of a force of Chaos, but that fact only made her a little uncomfortable. As she had said often enough, they were human too. Just... ones that needed to be saved. "No thank you, sir. I'll be sharing some of the extra fries. But if it's not too much trouble, could we have some extra napkins?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 5:26 pm
Bazzite turned and made a victory sign at Pasiphae while they waited for their food. Workers dashed from station to station in a wild bid to get the food made and delivered so the crazy terrorist people would just leave. Two workers were whispering to each other while giving the two 'crazies' sideways glances. Bazzi waved at them whenever he caught their eyes. "Dude I am SO tweeting about this right now."
"Yeah dude my peeps will not believe this. Terrorists! In Jolly Burger!"
"TWO OF 'EM, DUDE."
"Dude yeah I know it's like... like WHOA right now."
"I know dude. This is so crazy..."A bespectacled worker rushed up to the counter with the prepared food and requested extra napkins, sniffed and nearly tripped trying to run away. Everyone disappeared after that, leaving the plastic tray with the ordered goodies. Bazzite blinked and scratched his head. He shrugged after a while and left what he thought was the correct amount on the counter, plus the coupon. Picking up the tray, he turned to his senshi partner in food-crime. "So uh... wanna eat this outside? I think that'd be a good idea. Don't worry guys! We'll leave the tray on the uh... on the drive thru window! Yeah, then you don't have to worry!" Like the polite little ninja Beni was sorta-kinda training him to be, Bazzi used his back to hold the door open for Pasiphae. "Man this stuff smells great. Two jumbo orders of fries! I think they upgraded one of 'em for free cuz we're so awesome." Or something like that. Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 7:39 pm
Pasiphae heard the commotion too, and although Bazzite seemed immune to being called a terrorist, it made her rub her arm nervously. No matter how hard it was, she had to make a good impression. She had to! Even if she wasn't the best representative for her side, she was currently the only one there. She nodded whenever Bazzite suggested eating outside, "Yes... that would likely be for the best." Before she left, however, she turned back to the now hiding staff and called out as brightly as she could manage, "Thank you very much! I'm sorry for all the trouble." As she turned to leave, the commentary started again. "Dude, check out that chick's RACK! Think I can snap a pic?"Dude, no way! They'll totally find your Facebook page, and then they'll come after you!""Oh, bro, you're right. Thanks for saving my life.""Thank you, Bazzite." It felt... odd to be so cordial to a Negaverse lieutenant. It was something she had often thought about, had often wanted, and it didn't feel WRONG persay. Just... odd. Pasiphae didn't really have the heart to tell Bazzite that she assumed they gave them extra fries because they were terrified they'd come back if they hadn't had enough. Besides, they did smell great, and her stomach rumbled slightly in response. Just had to get to the roof, or to somewhere else safe, and then they could eat. It would be the strangest picnic she ever attended. She held out her hands towards the ninja, asking softly, "Shall I carry some of that?"
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