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 Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 6:04 pm
Enough was enough!
Sailor Vespa had went out on his patrol with one single goal, and that was to gather himself some respectable amount of energy for the Negaverse. He felt as though he had been lacking recently, though that wasn't necessarily a feeling as to more like being the utter truth. He wasn't trying hard enough, but he was going to fix that tonight.
Tonight, he took to one of the more busier sections of the business district. With the return of school for students, many parents were getting some last minute deals, and while he wasn't happy with himself for who he was going to make his victims this night, had truly had little choice in the matter. He needed to step up his game, and he needed to collect energy.
A lot of energy. It was what his Queen ordered, and like the loyal soldier that he was, he would obey.
He sucked in a breath and moved into the crowded street, hands trembling with excitement but ready to siphon the energy of those he'd no doubt bump into. It was a dirty tactic, but it was that or make a scene. Maybe this would make a scene, but he was counting on, and hoping, that they'd simply be too caught up in their ordeals to notice him.
"For the Queen." He whispered to himself, before charging in, slowly an stiffly.Strickenized Figure they can be at an outside market, right as some sales are ending. Let me know if this is a suitable start for you!
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 4:27 pm
To say Adonis fancied himself was an understatement.
Never had he imagined himself in such bizarre attire - wrapped arms, torn shirt, tattered sarong. With this strange new outfit came the realization that he looked stellar in absolutely everything. Surely the Negaverse wasn't some fashion show - with bizarre clothing choices came powers still unknown to him, and missions only vaguely detailed. He possessed only a vague idea of his new responsibilities, and thus he ventured into the evening chasing vague ideas.
It was something he noticed immediately: Adonis did not blend into a crowd. The stranger souls of Destiny City complimented his boots or his sarong, some even commenting on the 'tattoo' centered in his chest. As much as he was loathe to stray from the sights of others, he understood it was a better idea to take to the alleys.
Wouldn't want to be labeled a terrorist, now.
Due to recently moving to the city, Adonis lacked a clear understanding of where he was going. All streets were foreign, all locations thereafter something new and difficult to place. As he crept through the streets, becoming slowly accustomed to this new and stranger form of life, he acquainted himself with the reactions of various passersby and the equally bizarre feelings that occasionally washed over him: something akin to an itching beneath the skin, something close to comforting with a hint of trepidation. And with it, he almost felt some sort of distance.
A strange thing, this senshi business.
With little more meandering, he stood at the threshold between the mouth of the alley and a decently-sized outdoor enclosure hosting a plethora of strangers, seeking final purchases before the sun signaled their retreat. With the coming school season, the various deals offered at the market provided a tantalizing opportunity to save a few bucks and net what necessities the children might need.
Children... He didn't need to think about that right now. No, Adonis had a mission just as any other Negaverse inductee might. And from the looks of things...
Someone not unlike himself already descended upon the crowd. The blonde sporting a bizarre style of mustache bustled and bumped his way through the strangers, all the while exhibiting a determined countenance. Just what was he doing? Was he trying to make a terrible name for himself?
"Hey," he called from his vantage point behind the trash can. Surely the man would notice him; who wouldn't? Still, he beckoned for the boy to join him at his relatively secluded location. Since he obviously had some idea of what he was doing, maybe he could enlighten Adonis to the nuances of the Negaverse.
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 4:45 pm
As a Senshi, Vespa should have been blessed with a sort of sixth sense that made it to where he'd be able to sense another powered presence, whether they be friend or foe, and yet, he seemed to be severely lacking in that simple ability. He hadn't felt the arrival until moments before he called to him, and Vespa had to slam both hands over his own mouth to stop himself from screaming in fright.
He managed to muffle it in time, though, and he darted into the alley way to find who had called him. The tingling in the back of his neck told him that it was at least someone of Chaos origin, so whoever it was, they were friendly. Or they should have been. Otherwise, he would have approached with a lot more caution.
As it was, though, he called out, looking towards the trash can and wondering if he was behind it, or... inside of it. "Hey right back! What you doing? You're going to blow my cover!"
He wasn't necessarily angry- he just had a lot of energy to collect for the Negaverse and his Queen! He didn't really have time to chat it up... though, perhaps having company, or guidance, would help him in the long run?
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:22 pm
This incredibly fascinating boy with a mustache composed of equal parts disturbing and enthralling came rushing toward him moments later. Well, rushing toward his position, really. From how he glanced about the alley in a feverishly confused manner, Adonis surmised that he didn't quite understand where the sultry blonde hid out.
That played out quite nicely.
Adonis pushed off from the wall and approached the other blonde, both welcoming and perhaps a bit proud in his demeanor. After all, no one could quite match the effortlessness with which he pulled off wearing a sarong. With a mischievous smile, he addressed the boy's concerns. In a manner he saw fit, anyway - all manipulations aside. "Did you just tell me to blow you? No need to be so forward, babe. You're not gonna get what you want by making demands like that."
Playful semantics aside, Adonis brushed a hand through his tousled hair while he shifted his thoughts toward the thinning collective of customers. "What were you doing over there? It looked like you were ready to body slam a few of them. Got some pent-up frustrations?" He teased, unable to resist an easy win. "Seriously though, what did I interrupt? Must've been something important, if you needed cover for it." Oh, he didn't need to capitalize on that one now.
Adonis was vaguely aware of a few imperatives imposed upon him, as a fledgeling member of the Negaverse, and given how they possessed some similar characteristics, maybe it had something to do with those duties?
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 3:40 pm
Vespa didn't like admitting his flaws, but he'd rather be the first to speak of them before someone else could usurp him. It was probably a defeatist concept and self destructive in its own way, but if it meant getting the ridicule out of the way, he'd be the first to openly judge himself. And that's exactly what he did when the other Senshi, thankfully one that shared the same alignment as him, practically snuck up on him.
Or rather, he WOULD have been quick to admit to his flaws, had he not actually thought about what he had just said. "I'm still new at this, and... wait, blow you? What are you..."
Now he was flustered, and he turned to face the other Senshi when he was absolutely certain that the red on his cheeks would be mistaken for anger and not embarrassment. This was the second time another guy hit on him, or... he thought they hit on him. Maybe all of this was simply in his head? Either way, it made his words taut and the way he held himself made both his anger and uncomfortableness clear to see. "What you interrupted was me trying to gather energy for our Negaverse. Something that you should be doing too, if you went to that really important meeting!"
He... vaguely looked familiar, but Vespa didn't want to make assumptions. Maybe this guy already gathered his energy for the night? Or maybe he was slacking off. Either way, it made Vespa huff, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm a little low on my quota... I guess I just don't have much luck. How are you doing in your gathering?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 11:40 am
Adonis only laughed, dismissing the senshi's incredulity. "Relaaax, we're friends here. I'm just having a little fun. That reaction, though - priceless." He leaned against the mottled brick while he watched the new arrival bumble around in his realization of what Adonis just implied. "You're a little stiff, don't you know? You could stand to loosen up a bit."
And the blonde senshi only confirmed his statements in his coming retort.
But Adonis wasn't terribly familiar with military structure, and wasn't entirely sure how to respond to the relatively official statement that followed. "Of course I went to the meeting. I'm just getting used to this whole prospect of being this interstellar hero trying to save the earth, you know? Energy draining is a bit out of my grasp right now. So..." He shifted once again, to a stance considerably more neutral than his previously reclined state. "Want to tell me how you were planning to do it? Drain energy, that is. If anything, maybe we can work together a bit?"
The senshi he discovered today seemed well-versed in the official aspects of the Negaverse. He might prove a worthwhile cohort to understanding what he'd gotten himself into, and how to function properly in this stiflingly official environment. Adonis didn't delude himself - he understood fully that he didn't behave in a manner conducive to a military setting. He'd definitely need to work on that, but what could he offer to the boy in return? Maybe some lessons in the art of the poker face, or curbing his surprise over such antics, but... Outside of that, he was all new with no edge.
"I have to admit, I haven't gotten started on energy draining. I'd like to see it done before I jump into it, you know?" At the mention of luck, Adonis perked up. "Oh, so it requires luck, does it?" Adonis leaned forward, ivory gaze meeting green. "Would you like a little luck on your side, mister...?" Adonis faltered when he realized he didn't know the boy's name. Now how could he have overlooked such an important detail?
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:42 pm
"F-friends? We're friends?" Vespa wasn't sure what to make of that, and though he suspected this man to be mocking him, he couldn't help but feel a little hopeful. Maybe he wasn't mocking him? Maybe he really wanted to be his friend? It seemed like a such strange concept to have friends among the Negaverse, but then again, Adonis was a Senshi, one that had repented his ways and owed their loyalty to Queen Metallia, so perhaps a friendship between two of them wouldn't be frowned upon? Some of that hopefulness escaped into his voice, even as he gave an annoyed huff. "The Negaverse is a very militaristic affair, and you could stand to be a bit more respectful of that! What if a senior officer was here? You'd get us both in trouble."
He didn't even want to think about it. Not that they were doing anything wrong, but their reputation as Senshi was already tarnished as it was. He didn't want to make matters even worse for senshi like himself, Adonis and Carnelian! However, he couldn't sense another Chaos order in the area, so perhaps they were in the clear, and that was enough for him to relax his strict demeanor, if only slightly. It certainly made listening to Adonis' confessions and the laid back manner of which he addressed them easier to swallow, and more and more he found himself becoming less tense, and more curious. "No one told you how to drain energy yet? Yeah, I can see how that'd be a problem... but I can teach you, if you want. Keep us both out of trouble, but I'll warn you, I'm not very good."
He pointed to the main streets that he had retreated from, being the first to admit that he was doing a rather piss poor job himself. But, he was willing, and he didn't want anyone to throw the blame back on him should they find out that he willingly and knowingly left a fellow officer to his own devices. Also, he couldn't live with himself, should he ever run into a White Moon Senshi like this.
When Adonis addressed the matter of luck, he was taken surprise by just how close he was, and no matter the visor he wore, he was certain that his surprise could be clearly seen through them, as well as the reddening of his cheeks. He had a feeling he was asking about his name, and he gave it readily, uncertain of what this young man was planning with being so very, very close. "Uh, Vespa! Vespa, Senshi of Wasps... you?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 2:48 am
"Yeah, why not?" Adonis considered this a basic fact, at least until he heard the senshi's explanation of the Negaverse and its serious duties. Not only that, but the blonde reminded him that this wasn't some frat party - he was a legitimate member of an organization, expected to display respect to superiors and peers alike. He sighed and straightened up, shifting into a more comfortable position, one that appeared slightly more formal than before. "Yeah, about that - I was never too good with militaristic displays of respect. Never learned much about them. I mean, I just never know when I'm supposed to be myself and when I'm supposed to salute someone and call them sir, you know?" Maybe he should've behaved as Vespa did at the previous meeting, but could he confine himself to such a role?
If nothing else, Adonis was absolutely smooth in the field of socializing. However, military organizations often lacked a means for socializing, especially this one. But even in the typical military, soldiers made time to spend with each other.
"You're probably selling yourself short," he offered. Learn to bluff; even I can teach you that, pretty boy. "Buuuuut, if you teach me, I'll owe you a favor." Adonis couldn't help but smirk at that one. "Actually, I'm pretty sure I can teach you a lot of things." And Adonis didn't limit that statement to sexual innuendos and baser activities. Even though they'd just met and the senshi was likely sporting his official demeanor, the boy acted as if he was uncomfortable in his own skin. Adonis considered that one of the most difficult things to cope with in the span of a lifetime. Could he relax as himself? Did this senshi retreat to the house and try to distract himself from being aware of his existence? Did he avoid mirrors?
It certainly looked like it, given his silly (albeit endearing) mustache.
Adonis took the cue to introduce himself in a similar manner, though he wasn't quite sure if he should adopt an official air about it. "Adonis, Senshi of Skin. But you can call me anything you want, especially if it's flattering." He offered the boy a vivid smile. Vespa could stand to lighten up a bit.
"So, wanna tell me how this whole energy draining affair goes? A little sad that we've got to borrow energy from the folk we're defending, but I suppose the military has done the people worse." He wasn't entirely comfortable with it, but has he gauged his bodily reaction, he wasn't entirely opposed to it either. "You looked like you were just going to barge through there. Do you just drain energy by touching people, then? Or do you have to piss them off?" He tried to understand the physics behind it without knowing the whole story. Reacting incredulously expended energy, and that energy was released into the atmosphere as a waste product - did the Negaverse then harvest that waste and put it to good use?
Talk about the epitome of recycling.
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 5:19 pm
"It... it doesn't matter if you're good at it, it only matters that you do!" Vespa said, a little too much bitterness in his tone, and he had no idea how a**l he was coming off. Even if he did, he didn't care. This was the kind of behavior that was was frowned upon in the Negaverse, and he believed that it was this militaristic protocol that kept the Negaverse one step ahead of their enemies, even their estranged allies in the Dark Mirror Court. Vespa may have allowed entirely too much blind devotion to show, as his words and form were stiff as his reprimanded his fellow Senshi. "Do, and do not. There is no try."
He hadn't quite realized what he said or what he referenced, but he was too caught up in the moment to truly care. That wasn't important! Helping Adonis was! He stood straight and firm, but all of that was ruined by Adonis' surprising compliment, and never one to be on the receiving end of those, Vespa wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Instead, he scoffed and placed his hands behind his back, nearly pulling his own hair as he addressed him. "The best favor would be making sure you're up to speed on things and succeeding, really." Then, to betray his strict militaristic demeanor, he spoke in a hush-hush tone. "Um, what kind of things you talking about?"
Because he was willing to admit his flaws. In fact, he was always the first to bring them up, and this did little to distracted him from just how... intriguing Adonis sounded when he offered his services. There was something rather suspicious about it, but Vespa would be damned if he understood it. Was he making an... innuendo?
He only wanted his name, but what he got was a little more than he was bargaining for, and it showed in just how stiff he had become. Any stiffer and he was certain he had become a wooden doll, and the waver of his voice annoyed even himself. "Adonis is fine! Good to see I'm not the only one without a mineral name..."
He often questioned himself as to why this was, and it anything, it made him wonder if it was a codeword for the Negaverse. Were those without mineral names deemed naturally inferior? Would they have to earn their mineral name? Yet, with the lack of respect that Carnelian received, perhaps that wasn't the case. It was mind boggling, but he couldn't afford to dwell on it for long, and neither could Adonis. "I can teach you to drain energy, just... need to find a suitable source first. Which, as you can see, I'm having some difficulty with..."
He looked back towards the crowd, and just the sight of them made him nervous. Why was approaching someone so difficult for him? How was he expected to teach Adonis anything if he was too damn shy to approach anyone!?
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 1:23 pm
Adonis' typically laid-back stance faltered in the wake of the boy's staunch fury. Already he felt a sense of irritation welling within him, much like the constant plague he felt back in his old community. But the Negaverse wasn't the same... Was it? From Vespa's outburst, it sounded like their individuality didn't matter, that their strengths and weaknesses didn't matter. What was there for him in this land of absolutes? Would Adonis be able to flourish under such guidance? He doubted it, but what choice did he have? Walking out likely entailed death. "Cool out a bit, hot stuff. No need to get so bent out of shape over it.
"You know what'll loosen you up? Getting laid." He replied with a smug smirk. As inappropriate as it might've been to address one of his peers in such a way, it was a necessary measure to ensure he didn't consider the correlations between the Negaverse and his first home.
However, Adonis was frankly shocked that Vespa turned the tables to such a warm approach. From the sound of his tone earlier, Adonis surmised that the blonde didn't give half a wit if the new senshi succeeded in their ranks or not, so to hear that his successes would be returning the favor was entirely unexpected. "I..." He started before waving the notion away. He smiled warmly. "It's nothing, don't worry about it. Let's chat business now, shall we?" At least the boy seemed amiable toward him for now. Adonis could live with that.
Now if he could just convince his new friend to gape in awe of his beauty and skill. He'd just need to learn how to drain energy first. No small feat, to be certain.
"Oh, yes, about those mineral names... I met a senshi once before with a mineral name, and quite the doll she was, great rack on her too..." He petered out with a growing smile. Obviously this wasn't the company who appreciated such conversation. "... Anyway, what're those about? Pretty sure the rest of the agents have those types of names too, so are we different for any particular reason? I haven't found any agents with names like ours, so... Is that just a senshi thing?" He considered it a legitimate question, but one that didn't merit a whole lot of scrutiny. Names aside, he still had the same duties, didn't he?
Finally Adonis ventured past his new acquaintance and gestured toward the crowd the boy nearly plowed through earlier. "Why not them? I mean, a mark's a mark, right? Unless, of course, they know to avoid strangers with holes in their chest and head. So what're you supposed to do, just bump into them? Touch them, and energy falls out? Maybe just..." He dropped his voice a notch. "Flirt a little, entertain their fantasies... Then their energy is all yours." He doubted that's the way it worked, but teasing this poor boy was far too much fun. He seemed so uncomfortable in his own skin! Perhaps Adonis' lewd sense of humor would loosen him up a bit.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 4:00 pm
”Hot stuff… oh nevermind, I’ll try to cool it.” Vespa said with an annoyed sigh, unable to combat the feeling of utter annoyance and anger within him even when he saw just how much ridicule it was bringing him. The truth of the matter was that he wanted to relax, but he just couldn’t. It was hard to get himself into that spectrum when he suited up. Even outside of the uniform, he found it hard to get relaxed, especially when he knew he was being mocked or teased. But with the power that came with being a Senshi of the Negaverse, it was near impossible, but for the sake of his comrade and getting this ordeal over with, he was willing to try.
At least until Adonis mentioned his idea for a cure, and Vespa immediately objected to such a notion. “No. That won’t help, and there’s no room for that kind of talk when you’re on the clock. I think. At least… I wouldn’t think… isn’t that HR inappropriate?”
Now he found himself pondering this and his mind was taken off of the matter of teaching him to gather energy all together. It wasn’t as though there weren’t budding romances in the ranks, but… it just seemed like such a far fetched idea for him. No one liked him, at least not like that. No one liked him as a colleague or comrade, either. He shot down the idea, and he was more than thankful that Adonis was willing to move on with the lessons. Yes, he may not have been that great of a soldier when it came to the Negaverse, but he knew that he was a far worse lover.
His question would not go unanswered, even though Vespa wasn’t keen on admitting that he wasn’t sure what the answer was at all. “I guess we’re just special like that. Or misfits. Knowing me, it’s the latter, but maybe there’s still a chance for you.”
Or maybe it was something they had to prove they earned. Either way, Vespa wanted nothing more than to get started, and he was initially annoyed by Adonis’ constant desire to flirt, not just with himself but with others. However, this wasn’t completely a bad idea, and Vespa found himself intrigued, giving one of his mustache a tug out of habit as he listened to Adonis suggestion. “You draw more flies with honey than with vinegar… okay, you know what, let’s give your method a try. I doubt it’ll work for me, but I’m not opposed to different methods, so long as the job gets done.”
He’d watch and learn… maybe Adonis had something to offer him after all!
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Posted: Fri Sep 06, 2013 2:58 pm
Adonis smiled. Really, the boy took him far too seriously. "Oh, don't worry about it. I don't think anyone's monitoring us out here, and even if they were, nothing's gonna come from my jokes." As absolutely crass as he was from time to time, even Adonis felt disinclined to allow his gloriously lewd activities to bleed into his workplaces. Though he might tease his coworkers from time to time, he wasn't about to simply jump Vespa's bones. The poor boy looked like he'd faint from considering the prospect alone.
"We'll just have to show everyone that even those without mineral names can kick a** at this, right?" After elbowing Vespa to respond, he considered approaching the subject from a different angle. "Hey, you might think you don't fit in because you're a senshi and you don't have a mineral name, but obviously there's others out there like you, yeah? You don't have to think of different as a bad thing, and you might think you blow a million cocks at energy gathering or whatnot, but maybe that just means your strengths lie elsewhere?" He shrugged. "I mean, hell, I'm not the best fighter out there, either. Guess that means we gotta branch out."
His final statement led into his next action, which was to draw someone from the crowd. Vespa came to understand the idea, so it was time to put the theory into practice. So, given his endless charisma and silver tongue, he'd pry a few sheep from the crowd and see what they had to offer him. Maybe he'd even make it up to them with a stolen kiss, or a little gift for when they wake up from their exhaustion-induced stupor.
It unnerved him that he considered draining someone's energy in such a light manner, but then again, he cleaned up dead bodies for a living.
Worse s**t has happened.
"Alright, wait here. You'll be my wingman." After flashing Vespa a wink, he held his finger to his lips and departed for the crowd. Any one of them held the potential for a host of energy, and as part of the Negaverse, he needed to tap into that energy. Since he hadn't lived in Destiny City for long, Adonis didn't know if these people understood the importance of devoting these resources to the Negaverse - he suspected they didn't, as Vespa resorted to such subversive actions as these to glean a little energy for his quota. If people understood the importanc,e then they would've set up some kind of Red Cross-esque energy bank system and people would flock to it to save themselves from the senshi menace.
Maybe he'd have to suggest that idea to a superior or something. Yeah, that sounded nice. Maybe he'd get a pat on the back and an a** grab or something. Not likely, but he could dream.
In the crowd, he eyed a love-starved teenage girl who hovered about in search of someone to call her own. She looked just a hair younger than him - maybe sixteen, seventeen. However, those expressive eyes belied her loneliness, and he seized upon that as an excellent entrance for his tantalizing charm. "You looking for me, hon?" He asked upon approach.
"Do I know you?" Her tone indicated she was slightly agitated.
Adonis only smiled. He could rely on that smile to buy him out of certain doom, he was sure of it. "No, but if you ask all the right questions, you can. What's got you out here all alone? The market's closing, and I'm certain someone will be missing you soon." She had a family, right? Maybe a mother and father, arranging dinner while their child returned home from school shopping. Maybe a sister, getting ready for a date, but her mind lingered on her absent sibling.
The girl couldn't help but laugh. The sound came full and breathy, but light from those glossy lips. She wore her mirth in her eyes, too - an expressive green. "Where'd you get that tattoo on your chest?"
Strange that she'd question that above his uniform.
"I got it in the military, actually. I'd tell you the story behind it, but I don't want everyone to overhear. Wanna follow me? We'll just be right down there." He pointed toward the trash cans that obscured his view of Vespa.
She agreed - it was time to get this show on the road.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:15 pm
"But you never know when they'll be watching…" Vespa started, but had to stop himself. Him taking this whole ordeal wasn't helping their situation and would only prolong their whole endeavor, not to mention increase their chances of being caught. So, he forced his own mouth shut and gave a firm nod, as if to force himself back into their current session. As of right now, at this very moment, Adonis would be the teacher, and once he wrangled the victim into the alley, those reigns would be passed off to the Wasp Senshi. It seemed simple enough, right?
His pep talk was greatly appreciated, but not so much the elbow, but Vespa was so desperate for some kind of sense of worth that he accepted it without question. It wasn't as thought Adonis didn't make a good point, as he was certain that there were fellow Senshi that hadn't been given a mineral name and were just fine with it. Surely he and Adonis weren't the only ones, right? He'd have to make a note to seek out these Senshi later. Maybe they had an answer? It was worth a shot, but he tucked that notion away for later. For now, he took what compliment he could, from anyone, and he was determined to return the favor in kind, but through action instead of words. He wasn't that great of a fighter, but he'd at least be able to hold his own instead of chat or talk… that was Adonis' forte, and Vespa was increasingly curious as to what the other Senshi could do.
And it seemed that Adonis was eager as well, as he told him to wait. Vespa, the loyal grunt, obeyed without question, though if he had a question, he'd ask what he meant by wingman, but the classic finger-to-the-lips told him that he'd have to hold his questions until after the lecture. Again, he wasn't sure what to make of the wink, but he kept his mouth shut and thus his objections to himself. It was time to see what this Adonis fellow could do.
At first, Vespa had his doubts, but that was simply due to his own poor experiences when it came to talking to members of the opposite gender. This reminded him of his massive failure at the Carnival, when all he wanted to do was warn these two young ladies not to enter the House of Mirrors, in hopes of sparing their lives from Painite's attack. Yet, all that came out of that was an angered retort from one of them and an immediate brush off, and it only served as a bitter reminder that Vespa… and Scott… were no good with the ladies.
Not so much for Adonis! It seemed like he had only stepped out for a second, and yet, he was already returning with a young lady behind him! Vespa could not hide his surprise, and how he managed to keep his voice low to whisper when his jaw dropped to the floor was nothing short of amazing. "N-no way… that was amazing!"
He wasn't sure if he should have remained hidden- perhaps it was for the best? After all, he had a way of repelling women in record time, and he didn't want to risk spoiling Adonis' perfect record. So, he quickly ducked behind a stack of garbage cans, reigning his long, blond hair in and hoping that neither one could see him. Maybe he would whisper the instructions to him?Strickenized Vespa wonders what sort of witchcraft this is!
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 5:35 pm
Adonis sincerely hoped Vespa would deliver on the energy draining tutorial. As he approached the alley with the girl hot on his trail, he wondered what it would be like to witness energy draining - he hadn't seen it before, let alone performed it. Was it brutal, lethal? Or was it simply a brush on the hand and the victim felt a little faint? He sincerely hoped it was the latter; he already used his charms and wiles to lure the girl toward a rather adverse fate, and he didn't want to witness a violent end to someone so trusting and willing to indulge him in his self-fancies.
But the Negaverse aimed to help all these people, didn't they? War spawned its own atrocities; even though death and damage proved an inevitability, he still felt that he fought for the right side. At least, that's what he understood from the politics behind it all. He had yet to fight, and... He wondered if that may lead to some sort of repercussions within the Negaverse hierarchy.
Was it any different than a soldier going AWOL?
The girl close behind him embarked on a wandering tale of her own tattoo ideas, and how passionate she was toward layering her body with innumerable intricate designs, and how white tattoos showed up beautifully on pale skin like hers. The remainder of her meandering speech was tuned out effectively with the dwindling distance between himself and Vespa, an energy signature he had come to like. Soon they might put a halt to her endless ideas and help power the Negaverse to watch over her and her extensive list of tattoos.
At least, that's what he told himself when he reached the alley. In order to distract her from discovering his coworker, Adonis leaned against the trash cans and entertained her wild fantasies for a host of butterflies wandering her body.
"Ever imagined yourself in a swimsuit with all those butterflies up your side? Maybe black and blue, and a matching bikini? Imagine what that'd do for your figure." Though disinterested, he feigned avid attention to her ideas. In doing so, he tapped his fingernails against the lid of the trash can in hopes of passing a signal off to Vespa. If the boy didn't take notice, he may as well accidentally kick the trash can into the wall...
But for now he'd resign himself to weathering this endless torrent of ink ideas and await Vespa's whispered explanations.ChibiGingi it's not witchcraft, it's bitchcraft!
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 8:10 pm
Vespa was unaware of Adonis' inner turmoil, and if he was aware of this, he might have tried to act more sincere towards the other Senshi's dilemma. As far as he could tell, he was just a soldier, nothing more and never to be anything more, and despite his own misgivings about hurting civilians or his flubbed attempts at fighting, he simply had to continue doing his duty until they had won or he had nothing more to give. For Vespa, it was really that simple.
The Wasp Senshi paid little attention to the girl's ideas and their exchange, only looking for his opening to strike. Up close, she certainly was a beautiful young woman, and tried as he might, he couldn't stop his young, teenage boy thoughts on how well she would look in a swimsuit that Adonis mentioned. So, he was paying a little more attention than he probably should have, but he was certain the Negaverse couldn't punish him for being human, right? Surely romance was a thing in the Negaverse, right?
Adonis' tapping got on Vespa's nerves, but before the Wasp Senshi could snap or try to think of a way to make him stop, he realized what he was doing. That was his signal to attack! Vespa did so with gusto, and without warning, he leapt from behind his hiding spot and grabbed the girl's arms, using the strength that the Negaverse gave to him in order to keep her still. She did what any woman would do in a situation like this- she SCREAMED!
"AH! What are you doing?! Let go of me, freak!"
She continued to scream and struggled, and Vespa almost panicked as he shouted to Adonis. "Shut her up, shut her up!"Strickenized Vespa is REALLY no good with da ladies.
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