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 Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 7:20 pm
Unfortunately, there was a youma.
Fortunately, Myrkviðr was faster than it.
Unfortunately, that involved running.
Fortunately, the youma suffered more greatly from laziness than even Myrkviðr.
The two were sizing each other up from across the city plaza. A fountain stood between them, spurting, spatting, and arguing with the cold night air. Snow still dusted the ground here and there, packed tight against concrete walls and under the protection of bushes.
"Go away," she told it.
The youma tiptoed around to the left, its ungulate feet clacking against the sidewalk. A long, slippery black tongue slipped out to taste the humid air. Myrkviðr moved leftward, boots quiet on the tiled and fauna-decored center of merging roads.
The youma tilted its head, and then it shifted away and left.
Myrkviðr gave it two seconds, then let out the longest-held breath of her life (okay, so some had been longer), before collapsing onto a bench conveniently located just behind her.
In the lamp-light, the fountain was almost pretty.
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 7:34 pm
Sheena felt the youma of course and she also felt the knight or rather the page and headed for the scene curiosity drawing her there more than actual need or desire to be there. What she saw upon reaching the scene made her frown. The page was running from the youma and then when they stopped she told it to go away. Oddly the youma seemed to find something else to occupy it attention because it did indeed leave.
Sheena jumped from from a nearby tree and trotted over the girl that now sat on a bench and stopped right in front of her. "What do you think you are doing," she started roughly.
She pointed with her little paw in the direction the youma had taken, "that is a youma. You are a defender of justice, a protector of the people, a defense against chaos ... AND you let it go!"
She gave the girl a serve frown, "you are suppose to dust them, not run from them and shout at them." She sat giving the girl an expectant look, not really believing she had wandered upon such a scene.
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 7:43 pm
Of all the oddities in Destiny City, Myrkviðr had yet to encounter a talking cat. Unlike the Senshi, the crash-course in Order had been voluntary--or had been until approximately two seconds prior.
Myrkviðr nearly jumped off the park bench. Instead, the hair on the back of her neck bristled and she stared. She blinked and stared, and shifted uncomfortably. The apparation did not shift oddly, move oddly, or otherwise look like much more than a cat.
"Go away," she tried.
Unlike with the youma, this phrase did not garner much success.
"I know what it is," she argued back. Maybe if she didn't look at it, it would go away. As for the reality of a cat, talking, well: it was the most normal thing in Destiny City, really.
"The rest of that, though," Myrkviðr waved a hand, "Is a bunch of buuulllshiiiiit."
Myrkviðr scoffed. "Dusting?" She glanced back towards the direction the youma had left. Whatever dusting was, it was the opposite of running and shouting--Myrkviðr decided she didn't like it. "What are you, the page-police?"
Hell, maybe it was. Maybe Order had hired cats to do their dirty-work for them. What a stupid idea.
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 7:52 pm
Sheena frowned intently at being told to go away, as if she actually would. She was tempted to look at the page like she was stupid, but refrained from doing so. Her frown only deepen as the page seemed to think it was a good thing to argue with Sheena and of course the page was wrong, how could she be right running like she had.
"If you knew what it was, really knew you wouldn't be running from it and letting it run of to do Comos know what. Really, that thing can cause a lot of problems and could really hurt someone without the means to defend themselves from it. If you knew you wouldn't be calling my words bullshit."
Sheena jumped up on the bench, coming right up to the page her little paws being placed on the girls thigh, "Yes dusting and I'm a guardian cat. It's my job to awaken and upgrade senshi, as well as guide them to a point. I pretty sure that guidance can extend to pages."
She shook her little head looking up at the girl with hardened eyes, "Did you even look to see where that thing headed off to? Do you know what will happen if it runs into someone unlike you?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 2:56 pm
"What is it, then?"
Other than a mashed up mess of chaos-feels with half of a brain. That didnt' sound like something she would mess with, thank you.
The only good thing about cats was that they were small. Myrkviðr stared at the creature as it lept onto the bench and her nose began to wrinkle as its dirty, dusty little paws crept towards her.
That was plenty close enough. Nope. Nope.
Grimacing, she poked a nailed finger into its chest and pushed, shoving its pads off her thigh. "Pretty sure?" One eyebrow raised. "That's not sure. I'm not taking orders from a cat."
Though, the cat had a point. Where did that thing go off to? Myrkviðr was suddenly on her feet, eyes scanning the bushes. What if it had rounded back? Aw, s**t. It could have been anywhere; not feeling her skin prickle didn't leave her anymore sanity over the matter.
"Why don't you go dust it? You look perfectly capable."
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 3:10 pm
"It's a creature that can drain you of your energy and steal your starseed is what it is, though there is an upside. They are pretty dumb, strong but dumb so that can be outsmarted ... that is assuming you are strong and smart ... not that you are acting either right now."
Sheena frowned at being pushed and had half a mind to n** the girl's offending appendage. "Pretty sure isn't good enough. And I'm sure you don't know that the youma was headed toward a playground. There are children there now, playing a game in the dark." They had been there when she'd passed by earlier before this whole debacle.
Sheena sat back chest puffed out proudly, "Your right I am perfectly capable, but so are you and it will be," though she hated to admit it, "easier for you. You are quite a bit bigger than me."
Sheena eyed the girl with clear disdain, "so what will it be? Will you allow that youma to attack those children, children half your size or will you stop because both you and I know you can?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 3:36 pm
Myrkviðr didn't know half the meaning of the words the cat was spewing, but she knew they weren't good.
"How is that an upside?" If they were dumb, it meant they didn't know when to quit. Contrary to popular belief, dumb animals weren't easy to outsmart! They didn't have the same motives as people; it was hard to gauge what they would do.
. . wait kids? Why had the conversation moved to kids. She didn't like where this was going.
"You don't know I can. You've never even seen me throw a punch." The Page had made a guess here, since she'd seen a Senshi do so as a civilian. The brunette honestly expected this to convince the cat of any mistake she had made. Moments passed, Myrkviðr waited. Nothing happened.
"No way. They aren't my kids. You've got to be ******** nuts." Of this, Myrkviðr was 100% certain. Cats couldn't be trusted. It was bluffing to try and get her to pick a side. Right? Right.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 3:47 pm
Sheena was very tempted to bang her head on the bench repeatedly until she lost conciousness and then she would not have to deal with current situation she was dealing with. She knew people could be stubborn about this new lifestyle but really this page was just being ridiculous.
Sheena shook her head and looked at the girl sadly, "I don't need to see you throw a punch to know you can do it. I can feel it well enough. That part of you that separates you from the negaverse and make you a page. Your stronger than you think."
Sheena sad look became a flabbergasted look as the sad she wouldn't help the children. The youma could reach the playground at any moment and the children would be defenseless. Sheena did feel anyone else in the area, it was just her and the page. "I'm not nut, though I do eat them, they are quite nice. And I do not see why it should matter if they are yours or not. I bet they would try to come to your aid if you needed it."
Sheena looked off in the direction the youma traveled feeling anxious want to go see if the youma, looking back to the page and back again. A few screams echoed and in the night and Sheena jumped off the bench poised to run off in the direction of the sound, but eyed the girl as if it say please.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 7:20 am
Had the cat ever seen a Negaverse officer? Ever really seen one?
"You mean the inability to walk in a straight line?" This whole thing was a bad joke, and the brunette had started to shift nervously. She didn't want to be Chaos, and she didn't want to be Order. She wanted to happily skate down the middle and leave it all behind.
Unfortunately, she also wanted the benefits of a faster walk, a stronger body, a safety net.
If you don't want to choose sides, never reach for your power again.
Damn her inability to listen to such good advice.
"I doubt it; you ever been---" The scream cut her off, Myrkviðr swallowed. The cat was moving away from her.
"You can't be sure those are children," she tried to convince herself. The brunette's eyes were trained in the direction of the sounds. What difference did it make? They'd grow up to be adults; it wasn't the first time Myrkviðr had left someone behind.
It was probably too late for them.
"This is your war, not mine. I don't want to die for it."
As if to finalize the statement, she got up from the bench and retreated from the sounds. She tried not to think about the fact that this made her a passive murderer.Kaori_luv (( s**t JUST GOT REAL. ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 8:35 am
Sheena blinked obviously confused by this joke, she didn't understand what walking in a straight line had to do with the conversation. So she just gave the girl a look as if to say you're losing it.
Sheena little mouth dropped open when the page contested her on her ability to know that they were children. She was a cat her hearing was better and she was pretty sure even a mere human could hear the difference and the high pitched terrified squeals.
"Of course I can! My hearing is far superior to yours," she shouted as more screams came from the direction of scene. Sheena looking in the direction only to look back and see the page saying she wouldn't die for the war. Sheena barely heard the words, she was only focused on the fact that the girl was actually walking away."
She darted off only stopping for a second to look at the retreating feature, "this is a sad day," she started, "To know you would let children die because you are a coward."
She turned running this time without stopping, but shouting as she went, "you are pathetic excuse for a page, even for a human being."
She was extremely angry, but she didn't want to waste time of the page because she wasn't about to let children die for any reason.
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