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 Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 3:19 pm
When Penthesilea first woke up, she was too dizzy to recognize, properly, where she was. The last thing she remembered was Lellouch draining her, and collapsing into the Corrupt's arms.
The first thing she recognized was that she was hanging off something, and that there were cold manacles around her wrists. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She was still in her powered form, and the light of the glowing tattoos her planet had painted on her skin gave her enough to see by. She looked to be in some sort of funhouse room, or at least, that was her guess, because she could see all sorts of games set up around her. There was a very unhappy-looking Negaverse officer sitting in a chair not too far away. And she herself, she realized, was chained to one of those spinning targets used for a knife-toss game.
Joy of joys.
She considered swearing up a storm in an attempt to attract attention but that probably wouldn't be all that useful. So instead she sort of sulked against the thing, testing her chains occasionally - but since they had seen fit to chain her arms to the top but not her legs, getting any kind of leverage was a pain in the a**.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:30 pm
Cyllene wasn't exactly sure what her intentions were when she entered the room that the captive Senshi was being held in. Her hands clasped in front of her as she took a few steps forward, her head tilting to the side slightly as she stared very obviously at Penthesilea in all of her fantastic glowy goodness. Her stomach lurched as she neared the other girl, her lip curling ever-so-slightly in disgust at that same sickly pure feeling that Ganymede seemed to radiate. The blonde walked up to the countertop that was meant to mark where people were to throw their knives from and sat atop it with her legs dangling over the edge closest to the White Moon Senshi. As she watched the other girl, her heels kicked against the wood in a probably incredibly annoying fashion. Glancing over her shoulder at the Spec Ops officer that sat near the door, Cyllene flashed him a smile before turning away, scowling and looking back up at Penthesilea. She had no idea who this Senshi was, but she desperately needed to know what she was. Most of the other officers would have started their interrogation or torture sessions by now, but instead the Senshi of Acid remained silent. Instead, she turned her blue-stained lips upwards into a slight smile.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 6:41 pm
Penthesilea narrowed her eyes at the Corrupt in front of her. This was the first person who had come to speak to her, and she was...well, she was sort of confused. Hitched up as she was, she was sort of expecting to be tortured, maybe participate in a terrifying little knife-throwing game, literally anything but be stared at by an unfamiliar Corrupted Super.
She waited for as long as she could stand (which wasn't a long time, Penthe was not a patient woman) before she spoke up.
"D'you want somethin' or did'ja just come t'stare? I know I'm hot an' the markin's are fascinatin' an' all, but come ******** on, if ya want somethin' just ask." She groaned, thunking one heel against the wooden circle she was bound to.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 12:57 pm
The idea of throwing knives at someone that was tied up would never have even crossed poor Cyllene's mind. She knew what she was supposed to be doing, so maybe every once in a while she would scream and pretend that she was hurting her to get some answers out of her. But realistically, she was going to sit here and kick her feet and probably offer Penthesilea a drink or a snack or something to cheer her up while she was stuck here. Cyllene chewed her bottom lip while she considered what the Eternal Senshi said. "Okay. Fine. I do want something." She waved a hand in the air to indicate Penthesilea in her entirety and raised an eyebrow. "This. This weird glowy thing. The really, really disgusting feeling that I get when I'm around you. What... What is it?" Straight to the point. There was no point in playing games with someone that clearly just wanted to get this over with.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 6:40 pm
Penthesilea blinked. Well, alright, the question was phrased nicely enough, and there...wasn't much harm at all in answering, she supposed, if only because her answer would likely be horribly unsatisfactory but also wholly true.
"I don't know," she admitted, glancing down at herself and at the brilliant light she cast even in this dingy room. "It happened on my planet, when I..." She bit the inside of her cheek. How much did she reveal? "I did this old ritual, outta a book? I think it was s'pposed t'be what the Senshi'a Penthesdilea did t'get her whole power? An' when I finished, I was...like this."
It as hard to describe the moment at the end of it, when she had felt for one beautiful glorious moment that she was herself and Evadne and the whole of her planet all at once. "When it was over, there was a storm. 'Fore that there hadn't been more than a breeze up there, but there's been right proper weather ever since."
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2015 5:18 pm
Cyllene's lips settled into a frown when the Senshi's reply was that she didn't know. Well, that wasn't in the least bit helpful and Cyllene wasn't about to start torturing her to find out if she was lying. But then the red-head continued, and Cyllene's bright blue eyes lit up. "So it's... It's connected to your planet?" Cyllene hopped off of the ledge she was sitting on and took a few steps closer to Penthesilea, reaching out and gently touching the glowing marks on her arms. She cringed at the sickeningly sweet feeling, at the nausea that twisted in her stomach. "Does it do anything? Has anything changed?" Her head tilted to the side slightly as she admired the markings completely covering the Senshi's body, finding it strange that her's were so prominent but Ganymede only had a few. "Do you feel different?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 6:45 pm
"If I had t'take a guess, I'd say it's gotta be," Penthe said. She knew this was probably not what they wanted, and that they might not believe her - or that they would want more of what they thought she knew - but for now she could answer a few questions that were only about her for someone who was being plenty polite.
"My starseed's untouchable, now," she said. "I'd say 'try it,' but it might hurtcha? An' you've been nice enough so far that that'd be a damn shame. Pretty sure that also means I can't be corrupted, since don't it require some serious starseed fiddlin'?"
She let out a small breath, resisting the immediate urge to flinch away from the Corrupt's investigative touching.
"I feel...stronger. Better. Usually. right now I'm kinda tired an' hungry."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 7:38 pm
"Untouchable," Cyllene repeated in a whisper. Gosh, she was so lucky to come across this Senshi- so willing to answer her questions. And even willing to let Cyllene try and touch her starseed. The tips of her fingers twitched slightly, itching to try and grab at the starseed within Penthesilea's chest. A dark, awful part of her wanted to plunge her hand into her chest and tear her soul out- and that scared the ever living s**t outta Cyllene. So she pulled her hand away from the Senshi and shook her head. Her brows furrowed slightly at the idea of being uncorruptable. "Some serious starseed fiddlin'," Cyllene confirmed with a bit of a laugh. "But no, I can't. It's yours." Since Cyllene has had her very own starseed fondled and filled with Corruption, and has literally seen what it looks like now... Well, she just didn't think it was right to touch someone else's soul- even if that person's soul could repel her. Lips pursing slightly, Cyllene considered what the other Senshi said and huffed. "Wait here for a sec," she said, not entirely realizing the stupidity of her request. Suddenly, the Corrupt disappeared and within seconds reappeared with a box of donuts in hand. "D'ya have a favorite?" She asked simply with a tilt of her head.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 2:44 pm
Penthe blinked. Well, that hadn't been what she'd expected at all. Worry about the whole being hurt thing, an abortive attempt, or something, sure. Concern over her starseed being hers? That was new. Sure, it was her soul, the core of her being, and she didn't want it fondled any more than she wanted to be chained up to a knife-thrower's rack, but she hadn't expected the Corrupt to care about that.
Nor had she particularly expected the offer of donuts.
"Um, th'ones with chocolate frostin' and sprinkles, if ya have any?" Sure, her taste in donuts was sort of cliche, but damn it, who didn't like sprinkles.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 9:08 am
"Chocolate and sprinkles, good choice!" Cyllene grinned, as if she was casually hanging out with her bff and eating donuts over boy talk and gossip. "Can't go wrong with chocolate frosting," she nodded with a firm confirmation. The blonde reached into the box and held a donut near Penthesilea's mouth, trying her damndest not to make choo-choo-train noises as she did so- because feeding the enemy was clearly what the Negaverse had planned for when they kidnapped them. But alas, Cyllene never claimed to be the best Negaverse Agent~ "I really appreciate you tellin' me all that. I'm sorry you're here and I hope you get out of here soon. I'll try and bring more food by whenever I can sneak in here, 'kay?" If Penthe's hands were free, this would be the point in which Cyllene pinky swore her promise to the other Senshi. After she finished her donut, she left the box nearby just in case she managed to get her hands free at some point, and took a few steps back. "Oh, and I'm glad we can't do any serious fiddlin' with your starseed." With a genuine smile, Cyllene turned to hop over the barrier and walked quickly out of the red-head's [hopefully] temporary cell. Noir Songbird We can wrap there or you can post~
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