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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 9:10 pm
Eternal Sailor Lenka still wasn’t completely herself after the whole…massacre ambush thing that she had been involved in, but she was really trying. She had been avoiding going out at night, and really had been avoiding powering up …though was finding herself rather bored.
Tonight was her first night out since the attack and she had gone a lot farther from home than she normally did, but figured she’d be okay. She was an eternal chibi after all. Buttwings meant something in this war. They really did…and even if her buttwings were small, they were still there. The bad guys should all be so afraid of her, they should just stop in their tracks and run away.
Yeah!
The silent pep talk seemed to be giving the girl a bit more confidence. Her steps were getting more and more sure, and her head was held higher. She was a super hero. This was a war. Things did happen, and people did die. Just like in Star Wars. Just like she had told other people. She couldn’t back out just ‘cause she was a little bit scared. That was just dumb.
There were a few bad guy feelings around, but she didn’t know which one to go towards first. Maybe the weakest would be best. Sure, she was feeling braver, but she didn’t want to do something…stupid.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 11:10 pm
Lenka had made a mistake. Nickeline may have felt the weakest in terms of chaotic energy but in the end she was not the weakest there Lenka could have wandered off toward this evening. Creeping quietly in a tree, silver locks of hair hung down. They blew softly in the breeze, glimmering under the night light of the sky. The corrupt senshi attached to that glorious hair was curious about the strange signal she felt in the distance, her legs wrapped around the limb of the tree branch as her body swung backwards.
She looked around, simply spying between the foliage she covered herself in. Below her hair dragged softly on the grass, swinging carelessly as her body twisted and turned. It was unusual, not to sense a power signal but to sense one similiar to that. It felt familiar, but in a way it sort of... felt different. She didn't know how to describe it, at least in no other words than white moon senshi. It was the silhouette that struck the final cord of confusion on the corrupt senshi.
She could see a form approaching, immediately drawing her body upward to the branch and then sliding her hands around her balls and pulling them up before carefully setting them on the branch too. Power signals were one thing but she wasn't going to have her hair give her away, or have it be tugged. She watched and she waited, patiently for her prey.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 12:15 pm
The chibi senshi continued on her trek towards the feeling and looked around, her brown eyes narrowed. “Who’s out there? I can feel you?” She kept her voice somewhat low, in case there were any civilians nearby, and the feeling was just coming from a youma or something. That would really be dumb.
When the child got near the tree, she paused, looking around and closing her eyes, letting herself feel where the aura was really coming from. Finally, she looked upwards. “Oh!”
There was someone in the tree! It wasn’t a monkey, it looked like a girl.
Though…the aura made it quite clear that it was a bad guy, a villain, one of the people who had been at the big battle, perhaps? Lenka narrowed her eyes. “Why are you hiding up there like a Monkey? What are you doing, anyway?”
She took a step back, not really liking the corrupt senshi having the higher ground…even if the higher ground meant that she was up in a tree. That just wasn’t a fair advantage…or was it a disadvantage? She wasn’t quite sure yet.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 11:00 am
The moment the form finally distinguished itself from simply a form into the form of a child, Nickeline was very happy she had pulled her hair up. Children were evil creatures that simply could not be trusted, or at least that's what her siblings had taught her when they were growing up. Of course, at the time she was also a child but looking back on it you never quite remember that and instead you simply remember the negative things.
Nickeline had most definitely been at the big battle, in fact, her time spent there almost entirely consisted of kicking the asses of some little pages. Such cowards, she quite enjoyed fighting with them. Not just because of that but she also had a small desire to to seek revenge on them from the time she'd met Camelot. It didn't leave her with a good imprint of what knights, squires and pages were like. She only remembered them as cowardly and suspicious. Very suspicious, who helps someone on the opposing team? Not Nickeline.
Immediately this child struck a bad cord with Nickeline, insulting her by calling her a monkey. She didn't even bother looking at the child, in fact, she turned her nose up at her at first. The question about what she was doing made her wonder just what a child was doing out at this hour? Didn't she have parents? Or perhaps they didn't love her enough to keep her safe.
"Kids go to bed," she said. It wasn't as effective as saying 'Children belong in bed," but it was the best the foreign student could muster. It was lucky it made sense in any sort of context.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 12:33 pm
Lenka made a face at the corrupted senshi. She was telling her to go to bed? Who did she even think she was? “I’m not a kid. I’m a senshi. An Eternal Senshi, thank you very much.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest and scoffed. “My name’s Lenka. Who are you? You’re a corrupted senshi, right? A bad guy?”
Clearly that’s what she was…and not a very…She didn’t make much sense with that statement, but. She had kind of a funny accent too.
“You talk funny for a senshi.” One thing that Lenka at least kept was her honesty. She might have been a little scarred for life…but it hadn’t started completely messed with her mind yet. Well, it was working on it, but…
“Why are you a bad guy? Do you just like being a villain? What’s so good about it? I don’t understand How could someone just like hurting someone else?” Her voice sounded sad, and slightly confused. If anyone could answer a question like this, well…surely a corrupted could. Carnelian was a corrupted…and he was hurting people…even though he had promised…
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:10 pm
"No bad," Nickeline replied promptly, ignoring most of the long winded response that the child had. How dare this brat say she was bad? Need finished, Nickeline let herself fall out of the tree and land with a sharp click of her heels. She stared down at the smaller body, cold grey eyes looking down at her with disgust. She had no words for how she felt, just a cold look. She had no answers because the question had gone unquestioned in a way.
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