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 Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 12:04 am
"Why aren't you talking?" Adonis frowned at his new discovery out of exasperation, born out of a marked lack of sleep. His job produced far too much workload now than he ever intended, and with the addition of this second job, he found it increasingly difficult to stay focused. But his arms were tiring from supporting his current acquaintance, and his line of questioning met with no answers. A testy sigh produced a blanch on his captive's face, but nothing more - certainly no words of advice or indication of what he should be doing with all the energy he gathered of late.
Finally tired of his line of questioning, Adonis lowered the specimen to the ground and shooed it toward the gentleman's club crowning the corner. "Guess you're no guardian cat after all..." He confirmed in an inauspicious tone. "If you ever find one of your feline brethren is of the magical sort, come let me know. I'd like a little direction, here." Aside from the orders provided by the Negaverse, he still floundered with a great many questions regarding his differences from other allies, both senshi and agent alike. He had encountered others who regarded Negaverse senshi as a collection of defectors, but from what Adonis could remember, he never knew the fold of the opposing faction.
The blonde senshi turned away from the scampering cat and started down the street, both embarrassed and utterly exhausted from the ordeal of chasing the damned feline down, but the familiar, greasy feeling of a fellow agent greeted his senses. Much like an acquired taste, almost, impossible to consider palatable until exposed to it exceedingly, but he learned to recognize it almost instantaneously these days.
Strangely, since joining the ranks of the Negaverse, Adrian found the smell of corpses less utterly repulsive than they used to be. He doubted that the addition of the powered lifestyle altered his perception of body death, but their occasionally violent activities produced part of his workload, which might explain it. Maybe he'd consider it some other night when he wasn't so terribly worn out from chasing cats through alleyways. What a waste of time... Wasn't there some more reliable way of finding, or even recognizing guardian cats? He met Lyssa once before, but that undeniably defective (and undeniably adorable) little vermin seemed a little more off than what he figured a guardian cat should be.
"I can feel you up there!" The senshi called toward the rooftops overhead. Given the general feel for the location of the signature, somewhere in the unconscionably broad east category, Adonis hoped his voice would carry to the approaching officer. He cupped his hands around his mouth as a makeshift megaphone. "Do you, by chance, know of any guardian cats? I met one once, but I'm pretty sure she was dropped a few too many times!" WIthout an immediate answer, Adonis dropped his arms to his sides with a huff.
Maybe he should just crawl back into bed. He'd find a cat some other day.
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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 12:21 am
The voice calling out from the darkness brought a sneer to a sharp little mouth above a pointed chin and its owner swerved from her current path to a new one, walking off the edge of a building to land cat-like in the street below. Straightening up, Cinnabar pushed a hip out and flicked her long, black pony tail over a shoulder with one hand.
The apparent owner of the voice and speaker of the question was a senshi dressed in a skirt, of all things. Long blonde hair, full arm gloves and thigh-high boots... he wasn't exactly impressive to look at, though the shattered holes in his chest and forehead were moderately intriguing. It made her wonder if she could push her fingers into them without the aid of whatever Chaos power let her do it to normal people.
"Do I look like someone who hangs around with guardian cats?" She said as she braced a hand on her hip and started to circle the senshi, looking him up and down as she did so. Some other life time, she might have found him attractive in a tall, blonde sort of way, but as it stood she just found him pathetic in general. This was what the Negaverse had to work with? It was almost sad, except that having inferior competition just made it all that much easier to walk over them towards the top.
He also didn't need to know that she DID know a guardian cat... he hadn't earned the right to know about Khay yet. Cute little thing was far too good for this... senshi.
"Don't you have a superior officer you can bother with a stupid question like that, or is that just your inept way of greeting new people?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 12:18 am
Someone was jealous.
It was painfully evident in the way she addressed him with such scathing remarks and regraded him in utter disgust. It read to Adonis plainly enough, and to indicate this he only adopted a similar stance to hers while he looked on unfazed. She wasn't particularly unattractive, but she certainly couldn't stand up to him in terms of looks. The dominatrix outfit might've done her some favors, but she looked too sharp for the kind of attractiveness he sported with minimal effort. He didn't even have to wrap his rattails, yet all she could manage was a ponytail with far less hair.
On top of that, her dominant personality spoke the word '********' loud and clear. No wonder she was so catty; how could she possibly get laid with such an abrasive attitude, especially toward an ally?
Adonis started to wonder if she was truly loyal to their faction, or if she simply wanted to fight everything with a face prettier than hers. He guessed the latter, given her final berating. Either she was on her period or just plain frustrated in the companion department.
"... if you're done, I'd like to point out that you aren't making a good first impression yourself." He shrugged with the use of one arm, palm turned upward in flippancy, while the other remained steadfast on his hip. "I could've done with a simple 'no'." She needn't bombard him with this chastising bullshit if she hadn't met any, and what she had provided proved worthless in terms of information. He still had no idea whether or not she met a cat - instead he was only dreadfully certain that he'd never come to her aid, even if she lay dying from a senshi attack. Let her - the Negaverse wouldn't miss her.
"Now if you're looking for a real introduction - I am Adonis, senshi of skin." His outfit still stood as something of an indication toward his sphere, given the skin-like skirt and belts. "Feel free to introduce yourself whenever you're ready. If you need tips, I might share them if you apologize for coming off so crass. Then, if you're feeling especially cooperative, you could answer my question. I have more than a few I need to ask of a guardian cat."
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 3:29 pm
The pose he adopted made her eyebrows lift and did little to ingratiate him to her. Defensive, much? He was obviously threatened by her, but she couldn't really blame him.
Red eyes flared when he spoke and she snorted down her long nose as she spun to confront him, taking a few sharp steps forward to put herself in his personal space.
"Crass? Really? You are either very bold or very stupid." Cinnabar said with a new sharpness to her voice. "Who the ******** made you the manners police? You don't have rank on me. Adonis, huh? Pretty boy from greek legend... All looks, no substance. I'm Cinnabar. Now, as I'm not feeling cooperative, I think I'll be taking off. You take care now, don't get your pretty face broken."
The dark haired woman turned with a snap of her heels on the concrete, beating a bee line to the nearest building. Why had she even bothered to stop? Granted, she should probably be nicer to her supposed allies, but hell... people needed to know who was in charge from the start. Now he knew.
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 4:27 pm
Adonis held his tongue for as long as he could muster during her storm of rebuttals and rebukes, and edged backward enough for some breathing room during her tirade. Ultimately he was flabbergasted that she'd react in such a perturbed fashion to a simple question, and ruin all chances of a potential ally in what was effectively termed a war. Her words spat hurt on a superficial level, stung his pride a little, but no lasting damage was incurred. She said her piece, and despite those acerbic words, he still found her behavior too far out of left field to put much stock in her opinion.
Besides, he rather liked to fashion himself the modern version of Adonis from greek legend. Why wouldn't he? He had the looks for it.
Have a nice life, Cinnabar, he thought bitterly. I'll be telling everyone who will listen about how much of a team player you are... However, his response proved entirely contrary to his thoughts, as he bid her adieu with a curt wave. "I'll keep your sentiments in mind, Cinnabar. Don't you piss off someone who could snap you in half, now." Though he would've liked to see her encounter such an individual. Maybe sustaining a few serious injuries would ingrain the necessity of allies. He doubted it, but he could hope.
Maybe in another time, Adonis would've chased her down with equally scathing words - in a time when he finally used the Negaverse as a means to scheme his way into wealth. But the blonde senshi hadn't crossed that path yet, so he turned from the scene with a frustrated sigh. She had her fun, for what meager purpose she could manage for it, and he hadn't gleaned a single answer out of her in regards to guardian cats. But now wasn't the time to ruminate on her coldness - daylight faded quickly in the winter, so he possibly had an hour left to search for the cats.
Let her have her fun, he figured. There's no sense in stooping to her level when I've got more important questions to deal with.
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