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 Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2015 10:55 pm
Before his purification, he'd seen many senshi and knights, many people who wanted to either do him harm or proselytize to him. Now that he had actually purified, he had seen... hm... Quartz. No one from the other side but Quartz, unless Teide counted, but... definitely not. She was saved now. He'd certainly not gone out of his way to avoid them. Yet, here he was, avoiding a familiar signature simply because it was familiar. If it'd been Quartz, he might have approached. Camlann wasn't sure how he felt about the lieutenant, other than a weird urge to keep... talking to him. There was something that didn't bear examining about the lieutenant, something that Camlann didn't remember but ought to. Not about him, himself, but-- He was just confusing himself. And in his confusion, he found Zircon. The woman wasn't doing anything particularly evil. She was just... maybe waiting? Camlann turned on his heel. No way was he ******** with her. AMItotic edited thread to reflect DA B
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 11:10 pm
As a Captain, there was little need for Zircon to patrol on her own--most of her quotas were provided by the lieutenants under her wing, and given her proficiency at the task she only needed a few quick drains to make up the difference when one of her own was lacking. This afforded her a bit of free time in the evenings, but instead of using it for administrative duties or to explore the massive untouched halls of the Rift, she found herself on the streets again, sprinting in the heat of the end of the day. There existed no reason, no final destination, nothing but the clarity of mind and the sharp wind tearing at tufts of her hair.
If she ran fast enough, she'd even stop smelling ginger and cardamom. She was sure of it.
It wasn't entirely uncommon to feel Order's presence on her nightly runs, but Zircon nevertheless gave pause for something strange and familiar about the sickly clean aura that passed over her senses. Her eyes glazed over as she focused instead on the nearby energy, reaching for it in her mind's eye. Something clicked--she wasn't quite sure what--and on instinct she teleported to the source of this strange aura, finding herself face to face with an oddly familiar squire she'd never met.
For a moment, Zircon's startled eyes betrayed her sense of confusion. And then, all at once, her expression went blank.
"Melanite," she murmured softly, trying to compartmentalize and process the torrent of anger washing over her. "You..." She bit back the first words that came to mind: You got out. But darkness coiled around her thoughts, making her safe and whole and resolute.
"You've betrayed the Negaverse," she growled, clenching her fists.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:53 pm
One moment she was there. The next, she was in his face, and he froze to the spot like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming sedan. This would end ugly or it would not end at all. His options, as best he reckoned, were fight or flight. She was right there, making it impossible to stealth without her having a decent chance of tracking him visually. They were of similar sizes, so he couldn't overpower her with sheer strength or mass. It would have to be a straight-on fight, no head games. The worst kind of fight for someone like Mela--no. He was Camlann. He punched her in the face. The moment he did it, he knew it was a mistake. This woman had threatened to rip out his soul and turn him into a monster for not wanting to hurt people, and now he'd hurt her. There was no one meaningful to him that she could harm, but. But. s**t. She'd been a captain when he was just a Lieutenant, a captain from before promotions came with time and simple competence. Captains had done things, back when she'd been given the nod. They had to do things in order to earn it. His breath whistled through his teeth. "I betray nothing," he said.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 3:55 pm
Stunned as she was, Zircon did not anticipate the all-out blow, and she stumbled backwards, clutching at her nose. Over and under, she rolled until she fell with a thud on her knees, and when she looked up at him from under her covered hands her eyes burned with the sharp sting of rage.
"You were my lieutenant," she hissed, wiping the blood from her nostrils. "Or did you forget that when you decided to cast aside your duties?"
There was one upside to all of this, and that was the fact that the punishment for this sort of subordination was death. However, there was no joy in her face as she lunged for him, no secret glee she derived from depriving him of his life.
"I'm going to finish what I started," the captain stated plainly, reaching for his chest. "You don't get to escape."shibrogane she's totally going to hit barrier in a second if I recall?
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 4:50 pm
She went for his star seed and he thought, s**t. For all his brave words to Quartz, his insistence that pain held no meaning to him, there was one kind he feared: the pain of transformation. He did not want to become a monster. It had been the only thing driving him to even pretend he was doing his job, collecting energy, anything. Camlann tried to jerk his hands up, but to no avail. Her fingers sank beneath the lilac of his waistcoat-- --and there was a flare of light, or less than light, black as the glassy sea of Camlann's wonder, and he heard laughter as he crashed onto his back. The concussive blast had leveled nothing but Camlann and Zircon, but. But. Camlann didn't feel hurt. He was exhilarated, exquisitely aware of every fiber of every nerve in his body. Like an electric shock had just ripped through him, the tips of his fingers tingled, and he rolled to his feet. "Care to try again," he challenged, a madcap look in his eyes. "Captain?"
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 11:13 am
Zircon should have been more acclimated to the feeling of being tossed backwards, as many times as it had happened to her in her professional career. But this was different, this was a sort of magnetic repulsion that shook her to her core, and when she fell there was nothing of her power or grace to catch her. She hit the ground hard and bounced a few feet further, curling her legs under her as she exhaled, trying to sort out why her entire body was infused with the sensation of nails on a chalkboard.
"What did you do?" Zircon wheezed, and for just a moment her eyes glimmered with something akin to fear.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 1:18 pm
He didn't have to be afraid anymore! He didn't have to fear her coming and turning him back into Melanite, or someone making him a monster. Camlann felt the hysterical laughter bubbling in his throat, and he wanted to, to find Quartz and grab him about the arms and say, I'm safe! I'm safe! because that's what he was, now. None of them could touch him ever again; his memories were safe; he would always have the ocean and the dark shores and the keening of the whales. "I became exactly what I was meant to be," he said, because it was true. He could feel that truth vibrating in his veins. "And you can't touch me any more."
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 4:10 pm
Zircon stared in stunned silence, but where the wheels in her head were spinning her instinct had long since taken over. Before she'd had the chance to think, she was on her feet, tumbling away from what should have been easy prey. She couldn't touch his starseed. She couldn't corrupt him, take him back, couldn't kill--
--well, of course she could still kill him, but she thought of the pungent smell of iron, the spray of red, and she blanched.
"You're an abomination," she grimaced, touching a hand to her own chest. To be so completely disparate from chaos was unsettling, the sensation fluttering in her throat like an itch she couldn't cough away. "You'll be put down for this, like a dog. Is that what you wanted, Melanite?" Her words were stern, but there was caution in the way she stood, a hesitance in her eyes that said she'd already given up the chase. Someone would put him down, she reassured herself, but not Zircon, not now. How could she fight something like that, something she couldn't control, couldn't corrupt? Her brain was still abuzz with the sensations from their brief contact, and it made it difficult to think.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 1:14 am
"You're an abomination," he mimicked, taking a step towards her. "You're welcome to try putting me down, Captain." He relished the word. It tasted like victory. Like she couldn't scare him anymore. "If I am a dog, I am a dog in space--more than you. Better than you." He smiled. "Run away now, Zircon. Run away quickly."
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2015 1:32 pm
Zircon flinched at the mention to space, insult to injury. Had he known the horrible way the visions of another lifetime haunted her? Had he just made a shot in the dark? The captain wasn't sure which possibility was worse, but she knew one thing for sure, and it was that she wouldn't be winning this fight without backup.
She cringed as he drew closer, letting out a frustrated growl, and then disappeared from sight, teleporting to the safety of Negaspace. It was better to take defeat than to die in shock.shibrogane I think we can wrap here~
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