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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:03 pm
It was a nice night for a fight, or two. The more the merrier, or at least that's how Nickeline felt. She was almost always down for a good rumble, often despite what other people often felt. Case in point, the poor nameless moon senshi that was currently at the mercy of Nickeline's fist. It was a new senshi, probably no more than a week out of the guardian cat frying pan. It didn't matter that this senshi was practically like a baby, hardly in tune with their powers or the war around them. They were certainly not a fighter but that didn't matter. Just being powered up meant they were ready, if not looking, for a fight.
In reality this senshi was neither, but those were the breaks. Reality was harsh and Nickeline was a firm believer that life would trample all over you if you didn't take it by the reigns and ride it. In this case, Nickeline was the one doing the trampling, almost quite literally. The fight was long over, almost barely even started. By this point, the order senshi was on the ground, curled up in a ball trying to protect herself in the only way she knew how. Nickeline didn't like cowards, and this alone enraged her. Was it really that hard to get a decent fight in Destiny City?
"Pussybitch, fight!" She growled, kicking the senshi in the side with her foot hard enough that the senshi let out a loud yelp. If it wasn't bad enough being kicked while you were down, this senshi was being kicked while she was down with heels. It was more of a spiteful kick, the last she was probably going to do. The senshi was barely able to move at this point: beaten, bruised and bloody. She had won and she stood triumphantly over the body.
Dahlia would be happy, Nickeline knew this much. She just needed to get a hold of the guardian cat and then they could do something more productive with this senshi. Getting Dahlia would be quite the task though, and thinking about how she was going to do it left Nickeline standing there. She used the curled up senshi has a footstool, tapping lightly on the body as if to some tune of music. Something triumphant, surely. Accompanying her pose, Nickeline's fist met the palm of her hand rather enthusiastically. She was so proud.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:21 pm
Eunomia wasn't Eunomia a few seconds ago, and she had every intention of calling for back-up, but she didn't think this could wait that one extra second. Besides, there was technically an ally there, even if in a whimpering puddle on the ground being used as a footstool by... what was that? A Negaverse agent dressed up like a senshi? It definitely reeked of Chaos but at the same time...
The blue haired senshi marched over to the scene, brow knitted in a seriously disapproving expression. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?!"
There was a bit of an accusing point of a gesture paired along with the shout, but mostly she just looked super confused.
"What the hell are you?" She meant to ask what was wrong with her but it came out wrong. She'd never seen a Negaverse senshi. It was weird, and a little bit morbidly fascinating. But mostly weird.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 8:14 pm
Just when Nickeline was starting to get cozy on top of the helpless senshi below her, something had to ruin her good day. She whipped her hair over her shoulder and like an owl her neck turned, piercing grey eyes staring at Eunomia. This person didn't look friendly, and they weren't giving on a famiilar feeling either. They gave off a white moon feeling, and their white bodices sold the idea. She was coming to aid her own? An amused expression fell on her face, well, two for one is always a great bargain! How excited would Dahlia be when she brought her not only one, but two senshi? Ecstatic, Nickeline knew it.
Not just Dahlia, but maybe Nickeline would make a friend from one of these two senshi after they had been corrupt. Well, the more she thought about it the more she thought she probably wasn't going to be friends with the one below her feet but perhaps this new one was more interested in fighting and wasn't going to hold a huge grudge over her for beating the s**t out of her? They could spar together, beat up knights together. Truly, the list when on and on and as it did the thought became more appealing by the second. Soon she was simply smiling at the other senshi.
"Wassup?" She poorly copied what she remembered people saying, carefully remember to laugh afterward. Clearly she missed the joke of the decade old phrase but who was going to criticize her for it? Certainly not her footstool. This other one seemed a bit confused though, blabbering on strangely. What was she? Well, wasn't that obvious? Nickeline's smile remained, hand waving deceptively friendly to the other senshi. Her goals clearly didn't match up with any other senshi here but she thought she was doing the right thing and being very friendly!
"Nickeline, you?" That's what she was, right? Well, it was who she was but it all meant the same to her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 8:45 pm
Eunomia had become so confused her expression had become cartoonishly unflattering. What. The. ******** you a youma?" She knew that was wrong the second it escaped her mouth, but the 90s slang kind of threw her off even more than what was already off, being faced with her first chaos senshi in person. "...You have holes in you." Maybe she was a youma? A weird youma? With sentience? That was ******** disturbing.
She tried to shake it off. "Anyway, what the hell is wrong with you? Get off of her!" She pointed to the poor senshi on the ground. "It's bad enough you nega-bitches go around being dicks, but being dicks to people who can barely fight back is just gross."
Was Nickeline supposed to be her name? It sounded like a nega name, but she wasn't like any nega she'd ever met. "I'm Sailor Eunomia, senshi of Order," She said, clenching her gloved hands into fists, "And I don't cry on the ground," She added, meaning it to be a threat.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 12:15 am
Nickeline's face almost mimicked that of poor Eunomia's, except the smile actually got bigger. There was something about this whole situation that brought great joy to the corrupt senshi of breath and she wasn't quite sure what it it was: she liked this senshi! She had spunk and funny expressions, and she couldn't wait to see what sort of expressions she made in submission and defeat. Imagine all the fun they could have together after she brought her back to Dahlia and they got her and this footstool corrupted! It was simply great, simply wonderful.
Whatever Eunomia was saying, Nickeline simply nodded her head to her. Yep yep, whatever. Nickeline wanted to start their friendship out on the right straw, and agreeing with them was definitely one way of doing it. However, it probably wouldn't help Eunomia's expression or confusion in the end. She nodded when she asked if she was a youma, actually, she nodded several times. A couple for good measure, right?
The first thing she'd do would be get this senshi Greek lessons, didn't that sound wonderful? Definitely. What didn't sound wonderful was her future corrupt senshi buddy here telling her to get off her footstool. Really now! Nickeline huffed, almost bewildered. She would have shared, well, maybe she wouldn't have. She was simply caught up with the end goal for a moment that the means seemed to slip right past her. This was the enemy, she hadn't had her submit to her yet... but she would soon.
"Eunomia," she repeated, pausing as a smile crossed her lips. "Soon Eunomia will."
Nickeline stepped off the body almost gracefully, coiling her hair around her arm with a strange essence to it. She treated that hair much better than she had the senshi below her, but it wasn't exactly a surprise. The senshi below her meant nothing to her, in fact, she didn't even remember the name she cried at the beginning of the fight anymore. The task completely, Nickeline's grey eyes fell upon her new prey. Mimicking her, her own gloved fists clicked together before she charged toward Eunomia, fists first instead of magic. She always had something to prove by literally beating her opponents into submission.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 7:46 pm
Maybe if Eunomia had been more of a fighter she might've relished the fact that there was such an offensive person to counteract her tank-like figure and penchant for defense. Instead she just put her arms in front of her and brace for collision. This isn't how she wanted tonight to go! Why didn't she just call Iris when she had the chance?
This b***h was crazy, obviously. Eunomia still didn't know what to make of her. She didn't quite believe she was a youma because she just seemed to answer yes to everything, and the thought of a youma with this much human like features was downright frightening. But there wasn't much time to be confused in the midst of a fight anyway.
Eunomia wasn't much of a dodger. She was less of a ninja and more like a brick, but when you were six feet tall, sometimes you had that luxury. That didn't mean Nickeline's fists didn't hurt.
"b***h!" She snarled as one punch landed at a particularly painful angle and she tried to get her fists to make contact in a kneejerk attempt at retribution. Eunomia was going to have a hell of a bruise. But her best weapon was less her fists and more her boots, which she'd gotten in the handy habit of using. While she tried to push Nickeline back, she tried to kick at one of her legs as well. If only she was a youma.
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2012 12:12 pm
Nickeline wasn't scared of a brick wall, knowing the worst you had to fear of one was driving into one on your own stupidity or it falling on top of you after you crushed it. She felt confident that she wasn't about to run into it and when it fell she would step aside for victory. She was cocky, definitely, and quite full of herself. She was a wild dog and she had nothing to lose but her claim to the senshi behind her. She would fight for it, and then she would add another to her claim.
She was simple, and fists were definitely her favourite route but she didn't exactly appreciate the language the the brick wall was using against her. Nor did she like the surprise attack from the wall. The ******** had legs and it successfully hit Nickeline. It hurt, and in succession Nickeline let out an unpleasant noise before her balance fell to one side. She didn't fall backwards and instead she fell forward, landing with one knee pressed against the ground and hands holding her balance. She didn't try and knock Eunomia off her balance and instead she actually just tried to use her heel to try and damage her nearby knee. This wasn't enough, she didn't like being called a b***h. Bitches were people like Eunomia.
She smiled, in a way that didn't seem appropriate for her position.
"Breathless," she murmured. ******** you Eunomia, ******** you. She wanted this b***h to fall.
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2012 6:40 pm
Eunomia smirked with a very smug sense of satisfaction when she actually managed to kick Nickeline. Of course Nickeline hurt her back and she stumbled and emitted a small grunt of pain when her knee was hit. She positioned herself to charge at the downed opponent, but was stopped dead in her tracks.
She couldn't breathe. Her mouth gaped open and closed in sudden surprise and panic and her hands clasped at her collar area in an instinctive move to see if anything was there.
20 seconds felt like forever, and it didn't take five before the stunned senshi was on her knees as her lungs tried to inhale with all their might in utter vain.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 11:20 am
The seconds passed by and rather quickly a grin began to spread across Nickeline's face. This reaction was priceless and it warmed Nickeline's chest in a rather sadistic way when she seen Eunomia on her knees. What did Nickeline say about getting Eunomia on the ground crying? Well, she was half way there and that meant she was in no place to stop now. She grinned, and promptly pulled her leg back and swung it in a merry ole attempt to smash her foot into Eunomia's face.
It would feel so good, well, maybe not so much for Eunomia.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 9:07 pm
Eunomia would've let out an involuntary yelp at the sensation of senshi heels in her face which pretty much catapulted her to the ground, but there was no air in her lungs to spare for such an expensive endeavor. She did cough, though. Or at least tried to, when she hit the concrete and her mouth filled with the distinct iron taste of blood.
The seconds felt like forever, but when the last one ticked away, Eunomia's first breath was a loud gasp, followed b a clumsy attempt to get back on her feet after being so disoriented.
She didn't quite make it, but after some struggle, she did find that the soles of her boots were firmly planted on the ground under her. So she didn't try getting up, and instead launched her self in a full on body tackle a Nickline's midsection, hoping to knock her off balance and wrap some of that long, pretty hair around her fist. She desperately wanted to pay the smug little b***h her back for the quickly swelling gash her teeth cut inside of her mouth.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 8:01 pm
There was always a hint of sadness that lurked within the corrupt senshi when her magic ended. She looked at Eunomia with almost a hint of disgust, waiting for the b***h to get up. It might take her a moment, and in that moment Nickeline couldn't help but think about what a shame it was that Eunomia was able to breathe again.
She watched her take her first breath, a loud gasp sending a hint of pride through Nickeline's spine. Nickeline had expected her to stand up but instead she found herself falling under her from an unexpected tackle. She let out an unpleasant yelp, followed by a loud squeal when Eunomia grabbed a fist of her hair. The immediate reaction was not pleasant, causing Nickeline to quite literally attempt to smash her own face into Eunomia's. Had this been a little more gentle and less I'mgonnakillyoubitch, it might have almost seemed like Nickeline was moving to kiss her.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 8:19 pm
Eunomia let out a weird noise between a screech and a yell, but it was all rage. Her head started ringing from the headbutt, except she was disoriented and mad enough she probably couldn't have even told you it was from having her face smashed with another face.
Eunomia wasn't without a plan, though. Sort of. This b***h needed a time out and she was the perfect senshi for the job. In an attempt to untangle her, she looked for an open bit of flesh to bite down on and kicked and clawed her way to somehow standing upright and stumbling back.
And then she smirked, fully aware it was her turn. "Good Order," She announced, slamming her hand out, and with it, a wave of blue energy that would make Nickeline feel like she was moving through dense sand.
Eunomia gloated for a moment, glancing at the corrupted senshi and turning to spit a fresh collection of blood in her mouth a fair distance before she turned and made her exit, rather than attacking again and releasing the effect of her magic. Chaos freak could sit there and take a breather for all she cared.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 8:28 pm
The ******** b***h bit her! She bit her! What was she? A dog? It would make since, considering how many times Nickeline had called or mentally thought of her as a b***h. Nickeline wasn't impressed, especially not when Eunomia put a gap between them and then... and then... did something funny to her! She had moved to attack her instead of waiting but instead she felt weird. She felt like she back on the shores of Greece with her older sisters and they had buried her head high in the sand.
Moving was difficult, and soon Eunomia was running out of the alley. She was fleeing, but not before she paused and glanced back at Nickeline. She met her eyes, grey upon blue, and watched her like a predator upon its prey. Run while you can because you're not gingerbreadman. Nickeline would catch her, but for now Nickeline stood there triumphantly. The coward had fled scared, and Nickeline had won.
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