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 Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 9:35 am
WIth a soft sound of disgust, Haumea let the body of the homeless man he'd been draining fall to the ground. He didn't often misjudge how much he could safely take without killing, but every once in a while he encountered someone who threw all of his careful calculations out the window. This had been one of them.
Eying the energy orb, he wondered if the weakly shimmering ball had even been worth it. Inferior, that's what it was. The bum had been too close to the end of his life to start with.
Well, that alleviated some of his guilt anyway. Brushing his hair from his face, Haumea sighed and tucked the orb away. The dude would have died soon anyway. At least this way he'd gone painlessly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 12:47 pm
Penthesilea could feel a first-stage Corrupt aura, and in her experience, auras in this part of town meant someone up to no good. The Super Senshi approached at a quick jog, eyes narrowed and heart pounding. She'd claimed this section of town - at least in her own head. No goddamn Chaos d**k was going to come into her space.
She curled around to see the alley, and she felt her heart clench at the sight of the dead homeless man. ********, he hadn't deserved to go out like that - and she'd been so close, she could have stopped this.
"Hey, you!" She snarled at the corrupt. "******** d'you think you're doin', murderin' people who ain't done nothin' t'you?" Her hands clenched into fists, and she felt a little twinge of guilt. Maybe if that man had known she was here, he might have called for help.
MAybe she'd make sure the people out here knew she was here, knew she was no terrorist - knew that she was here to help them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 12:57 pm
With a calm he in no way felt, facing a senshi who's aura proclaimed her to be much stronger than himself, Haumea found himself frowning slightly, trying to make out the words being snarled with an unfamiliar accent.
"It's not murder if I wasn't intending him to die," he pointed out logically. "And he went painlessly."
For a moment, he almost asked if she'd rather he took his prey from another walk of life before deciding that she probably would react badly. She was scarred and her fuku definitely had a rather... barbaric slant to it.
Oh balls, this was not going to end well.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 2:24 pm
"An' I'm s'pposed t'trust th'word of some Chaos ********, when I see you people murderin' for no reason every day?" Penthesilea growled. And in the end, she really didn't care. It didn't matter all that much to her if this Senshi had killed the man by accident or purposely. All she cared about was making sure he never got another chance to do it.
"Look, a*****e, I'm gonna give ya one chance t'make me walk away from here. Didja pull his starseed? 'Cause if that's how ya put him down, I'll give ya 'till th'count of five t'put it back, an' then I'll turn around an' move on. If not..."
If not, she would ******** him up, no questions asked. That was it, that was what she had trained for.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 2:29 pm
Well. This was a fiesty one. But as he didn't feel this was the proper time or place for pointing that out, he forced himself to remain quiet. At least until she asked about starseed pulling. Gaping at her, he managed a sputter before finally finding his voice.
"Pulled his starseed? Are you crazy? I didn't want to kill him, I just took energy. If he hadn't been so alcohol riddled he wouldn't have died! I've got no use for starseeds!"
What did this silly girl think he was? A monster? The very suggestion made him angry and he returned glare for glare, his hands balling into fists unconsciously.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 3:12 pm
Well, there was her answer. "Some kinda monster? Yeah, that's exactly what I know you are, pretty boy," Penthesilea said. She considered her options. He was close enough to the wall that it would do well - and maybe she could knock some sense into him with a little force.
This was exactly what she was trained for - swift assault and physical beatings that would leave her opponents broken in front of her.
"Since y'can't fix 'im," she said, and then she leapt forward, shoving her entire weight into knocking him towards the wall. She wanted him dizzy, and then she'd beat him around a little and leave him in the trash - just like he'd left his poor innocent victim.
That sounded like an absolutely perfect bit of retribution.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 3:17 pm
Any response Haumea could have made was swiftly driven out of him as the senshi's full weight crashed into him and drove him up into the alley wall. He felt, rather than heard, a wet snapping inside his chest and immediately let out a howl of pain. Flailing at the senshi, he tried to hit her in the head, pull her hair, anything that might force her to get away from him.
Problem was, thanks tot he wall and his (he was pretty sure about this point) broken ribs, he was in no position to do much fighting back. But dammit, he wasn't going down being pinned up against a wall in the least sexy way possible!
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 3:34 pm
The crack of his ribs brought a very frightening grin to Penthe's face. She leaned on them, refusing to let his pulling and grabbing at her hair slow her down. Instead, she rammed into him again, and then stepped back.
"If I ever see you drainin' here again," she said, and her voice and her stance were threat, all of them, "I will ********' end your pathetic life, do you hear me? I can do it. I think you can tell I can."
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 3:45 pm
Right. First thing once he could move and breathe again, he was going to sign up for a damned martial arts class. But first first thing, he was going to lean against the wall and make gasping, hissy noises as the red-haired senshi drove him into the wall again and made his ribs hurt even more.
When she took a step back, he tried to straighten himself and could only manage to a point. Using one arm to hold himself upright and witht he other wrapped protectively around his chest and side, he glared hatred at her, but said nothing.
A'ight, so she had a claimed territory. Fine and dandy. She could have it. But someday, he very much hoped to be on the giving end of the pain if they ever met again.
Without bothering to give her a sign that he'd heard her words, Haumea simply turned and using the alley wall as a brace began to slowly walk away. Oh, he'd gotten the message all right. Didn't mean he had to like it or give her any further satisfaction.
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