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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 12:31 pm
Aloysius was out on his usual patrol but many ideas flowed through his mind. His little black notebook was slowly filling up with information he was gathering from experience and from General Natron and Airitech. Battle experience would be something that would come with time and practice. His training sessions at his apartment seemed to be going well but in truth the hat rack wasn't going to fight him back. This night was warmer that the last few nights, a few animals were actually up and about in the alleyways beneath. His cat at home was probably sitting at the window looking out at other cats, the image made him smile as he took a seat on the edge of the roof he was on top off. "Such a nice night out, if I had my viola with me I would play a nice Bolero to the moon." He smiled for a moment until he sensed something, it seemed different to him. Somewhat alien in nature in comparison to the innocent bystanders that wandered the streets below. He put his guard on and brought out his bow, it wasn't much for protection but it did put something between him and an possible enemy. It was only when he noticed a figure on a farther roof did he realize it was a senshi. This would be an interesting night indeed if things went well.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 8:09 pm
It was unfortunate, really, that Chalcanthite was going to be having an encounter with a fairly unpleasant member of Order. Penthesilea was out for blood, as she was most every night, and tonight her choice of body to beat on was a certain Lieutenant. She took a running hop over to his rooftop, hair billowing behind her, and landed carefully on her feet.
"Pretty night, ain't it?" She asked, a smile on her face, though it wasn't exactly a pleasant sort of smile. No, it was much more towards the "dangerous" sort.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 10:07 pm
Chalcanthite turned quickly to face the senshi, she had seriously long hair. At first he thought she was a corrupted but the colors weren't right. "Yes it is a nice night, one that sets the perfect stage for music or a cup of coffee. What brings you around here?" He watched her carefully, something seemed quite dangerous about her but he couldn't quite place his finger on it just yet. He still had his bow out in a defensive position in case she was like Amytis in style of attack. There were many things on his mind as he watched her, he took note of her scar and wondered if it was caused by someone on the side of chaos or on the side of order. That may change the chances that he would have of talking his way out of a fight with the girl.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 11:43 pm
Penthesilea cocked her head to the side, and then she laughed. "What brings me out here? Stopping you Chaos shitstains, that's what." Sure, he was Negaverse, and they hadn't really done anything to her but attack her - which was expected, this was war - but Chaos was Chaos.
Her attack was swift, as she had trained for it to be. She rushed forward, grabbing for the arm holding the bow to push it out of the way and gain leverage to do more damage.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 12:44 pm
Chalcanthite cringed slightly at her words, he also had a bad feeling about her which was now growing into a giant panic alarm. "I did nothing wrong though." He stepped back but not as quicklo as he needed to in order to get out of her way. He smacked her in the side of the head with his bow before she grabbed a hold of his arm. Time stopped for a moment while he tried to figure out what to do next. He attempted to stomp down on her foot and kick off to back away so that he could assess the situation better. "Well you are quite quaint dear miss." The sarcasm dripped from his voice ever so slightly but his face was calm as usual.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 3:13 pm
Penthesilea released her grip on Chalcanthite's arm when he stomped on her foot. "Fils de putain!"* She swore, letting him get his step back. At least he wasn't dangerous, not really, not in a way she had to actually worry about. It was a quick twist and a step, and she had hold of his left arm, bending it in a way that it was very much not intended to be bent.
"Listen here, ya Chaos-brainwasht couillon**," the redhead snapped, pushing harder on his arm, "ya don't have to do nothin'. You and your Chaos buddies are a threat just by existin', an' I'm gonna make sure to wipe every single one of ya right off this planet. To konprann?***"Ninjagami Ryo Kage *son of a b***h **idiot, fool (lit. testicle) ***do you understand? pen is super vulgar and i am the opposite of sorry
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 1:01 am
Aloysius was disgusted by her dirty language both context wise and language wise. For the first time in a long time he felt the need to use his original language. "Merda*. I can say the same for you, you cagna**." He tried to break away from her but his arm creaked in agony as he pulled it even more out of place. He was trapped, up against this crazy senshi. Part of him was panicking so he tried to move again, cringing as his arm bent more. This was not a pleasant feeling and he really didn't want it to continue for much longer. Kicking back at her, he tried to hit her in the knee or foot again. Cursing seemed like the only thing he could do at the moment beside struggle. After looking at his surroundings he had an idea. He pushed up against her and kicked off of the ac unit with as much force as he could to try and cause her to topple over. This had to work, at least a little bit to give him more time to think of more options. Escape is all he had on his mind at the moment which hurt his pride quite a bit, he would come back and murder this b***h if he ever got the chance. "Vaffanculo!***"
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2014 10:19 pm
Penthesilea just grinned as he kicked at her desperately, bending his arm farther and farther. Her eyes sparkled with sadistic pleasure, and listening to him swear and insult her was practically the icing on the ******** you, ya pathetic little Chaos b***h," she said, and then even as he slammed her against the AC unit, knocking the breath out of her, she bent as far as she could. If she could break his arm -- yes, she'd be content. Not dead, but certainly not fighting for quite a while, either.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2014 10:47 pm
Aloysius growled as she bent his arm to its breaking point, there was no doubt that it was going to break. Whenever she would decide to push it that last little bit, he would have to come up with a way to escape even though his leg was hurting from where he pushed too hard. His knee was slightly misaligned at this point and could hold his weight but it was going to fail any time unless he could figure out a better weight distribution. "At least I do not look like a slut." He laughed slightly as the comment passed his lips little more than a mutter. Part of him was going crazy as the seconds felt like ages, each beat of his heart sent jolts of pain through his arm. But he had to stay calm, this crazed feeling wasn't him. It pained him as he wish he could face her, if only he could just grab her starseed. That would have surely changed things, that or if he had a youma to help him much like Airitech.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2014 10:51 pm
"Don't see how it's your business how many people I ********, boug*," Pen said, and then she wrenched his arm that last little bit and -- crack. She let go of his arm and then shoved him forward. "Crawl on home t'yer General, I'm sure he'll be good an' proud you let some slut snap your little stick of an arm."
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2014 11:11 pm
An odd noise came from Aloysius's mouth, it wasn't quite a scream but it also wasn't quite a yelp. "What goes around comes around, I will get you yet." He took his chance to run but not after kicking up at her face. It was just a quick little kick to make her flinch if nothing more, before jumping off the edge of the roof and landing on the fire escape. His arm hurt like hell so he did what he could to keep it still but adjusting his over coat into a makeshift sling. It hurt to run since his knee and arm were damaged at this point. When he finally made it down to the ground floor he shifted into civilian form before stepping out onto the sidewalk, letting his arm hang at his side so he could look somewhat normal besides limping slightly. He had to find help somewhere but that would be after he got out of the area. Already ideas formed in his on how to possibly get back at her.
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