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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 3:47 pm
Natron had been doing this Negaverse thing for almost two months. In that time, he had learned a lot, but most especially he was getting very good at differentiating energy signatures. Or so he liked to think. At the very least, he could tell when a Corrupted Senshi appeared on his radar, and when he sensed one he immediately began heading towards it.
Natron had become thoroughly fond of Chaos-aligned Senshi, be they the Dark Mirror Court or the Negaverse's own Corrupteds. In various ways, he owed each his life, and he really wanted to meet each and every one or run into the ones he already knew again.
As he got closer to this particular one, he relaized this was not a Senshi he was familiar with, but that was alright. He would definitely remember such pretty hair.
"Hello there!" He called, waving cheerily.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 8:46 am
Haumea was feeling slightly lost. This was the first time he'd gone out on his own, all henshin'd up. And he was almost regretting it. He didn't really know how to do the whole energy gathering thing. And the idea of ripping starseeds out of innocent chests wasn't really his thing.
So it was with enormous relief and a sense of cheer that he heard the friendly voice. Turning around, he saw a uniformed young man happily waving at him. What was more, he could feel the subtle aura of Chaos surrounding his new friend. Which meant that he was in the presence of a ally.
That was great.
Smiling back, Haumea hurried to close the distance between them, eager to talk to this new face.
"Hello right back! Since you're not trying to attack or lecture me, I'm gonna assume that I am correct in thinking we're on the same side, no?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 5:39 pm
Natron was always glad to meet others on the side of Chaos, and he had a special affection for Corrupted Senshi, what with Eos saving his sorry a** that one time.
He was also glad that this corrupted seemed fairly friendly, since he would hate for awkwardness with someone on his side anyway.
"Pretty sure we are! I'm Lt. Natron," he said, holding out a hand. "Always glad to see a Senshi that picked the right side of things," he was grinning widely. It was just too bad that some Senshi never got around to making the right choice and were forever held in Order blinders. But every time he met a new Corrupt or Dark Mirror, he hoped again for the rest of them.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 9:12 am
Laughing softly, Haumea shook Natron's hand. Though honesty forced his to make a few admissions.
"I am fairly certain that the choice was made for me. I don't really remember, to be honest. I don't really even remember my family," he continued, voice growing softer and a little sadder. "Just... faces and names that don't quite match up."
He decided to leave out the fact that a few things he could remember clearly. Like his apparent thing for fish and homemade koi ponds. Instead, he pushed his hair from his face, grimacing as the long strands clung to the dried grass that was part of his fuku.
"Ugh, how does anyone stand this much damn hair?" he grumbled. "You're lucky. You don't have mutant hair from Mars when you're powered up, brah."
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 7:40 am
Natron's smile sank slightly. "I...oh." Eos had said that her memories were fuzzy, but it hadn't really hit him how much Corrupt Senshi had to get up. "That...sounds kind of terrible." He admitted.
Still, he couldn't help but be a little amused at the Senshi's annoyance with his hair. "Yeah, I'm gonna count that as one of the bonuses of being an officer. Is your hair not that long normally, then?" It seemed like a stupid question, but Natron was the master of stupid questions and would forever be happy to ask them no matter how dumb they made him sound. Better to ask and learn, right?
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:33 pm
Smiling as the last strand finally stopped clinging, Haumea found himself chuckling ruefully.
"My hair is normally a little below my shoulders. Makes me wonder sometimes what would happen if a bald senshi ever came over to our side. Would they suddenly have hair?"
The mental image of a bald person suddenly sprouting hair was just funny enough where the corrupt senshi had to sit down for a moment to compose himself. When he thought he could control his giggles, he looked up at Natron and grinned. And then was overcome by an even funnier image.
"Oh, oh ******** me, what if a senshi with a fro corrupted?"
As he dissolved into a rolling ball of belly laughs, Haumea spared a brief thought for the little dignity he'd had before this conversation. Still, what good was life if you couldn't find something to laugh about once in a while? It wasn't as if he'd had a whole lot of chuckles lately.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 7:32 am
Naton considered for a minute. Weird magic was weird, and he was a little jealous that he didn't get incredibly amazing hair upon powering up.
And then he thought a little too hard, the mental image caught up with him, and he started giggling too. Bald Senshi suddenly growing epic hair was bad enough, but...
"Epic fro of epic?" He suggested, "or some kind of weird fro-mullet oh god that is..." And that was it, he lost the battle against not laughing and while he did not quite make it to literal rolling on the ground, he did double over, consumed by hilarity.
Haumea was definitely someone he could get to like spending time around.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 10:44 am
"Frollet would be pretty amazing, I will admit," Haumea replied in a slightly squeaky voice. Closing his eyes so that he wouldn't see Natron doubled over and end up laughing even more, the corrupted senshi took several deep breaths in an effort to calm himself. Of course, that effort was utterly wasted, but hey. Couldn't blame a dude for trying.
"We are going to be stuck here, laughing five-ever if one of use doesn't try to get away now," he giggled. Eyes still shut, he staggered to his feet and grinned. "I propose we make a rain check for a bro chat sometime when we're not overcome by the question of magical hair growth. Sound good, shyah?"
Still grinning and emitting only the occasional squeak of laughter, Haumea cracked open his eyes just enough to see where he was placing his feet before stumbling off into the night.
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