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 Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2015 8:31 pm
Elsa was only very rarely afraid when he went out on patrol - but he was wary. His recent experiments with his magic left him fairly certain that yeah, it was just broken, nonfunctional, otherwise not-gonna-do-shitall.
So the feeling of an Order aura was enough to make him tense up, because while he liked a good brawl, a fight where he was at a massive disadvantage wasn't even the tiniest bit fun - and there was no denying that with no magic he was pretty much always gonna be a step behind.
What he wouldn't give for an officer's sword. Swords didn't just fizzle out on you.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 7:54 pm
Dionysus did not have the time, or the patience for this. So when he felt the Chaos energy, the blonde screamed. The sound loud and angry. He was so ******** tired of this, of all of them. Chaos seemed to be nothing more then a walking headache. It was probably easier to power down, and just wait till he figured the signature passed, but it wasn't like he was thinking straight at the moment.
"Come out you b*****d! I know you're ******** out there. So either get out here or ******** off."
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 8:34 pm
Alright, so there was no way Levi Burningham - or Sailor Elsa - would ever be able to step away from a direct callout. And that was as direct a callout as anyone was ever gonna make at him, so he stepped out into the light, cracking his knuckles.
"You sure you want this?" He asked, trying to make himself sound as menacing as possible. "I've wrecked people bigger than you without magic, what do you think I can do with?" Challenges, threats, puffing up, all with the intent of making himself a harder target.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 9:04 pm
"I'm ******** terrified. Look at me shaking in my uniform. So scary." Dionysus muttered dryly. "Are you sure you want this? From what I heard, you Mirrors are basically chumps. Princess included." Why the ******** did everyone seem to run their mouth when a fight was going to happen? What sense did that make.
"I'm already tired of your bullshit and I don't even know who you are. Not that I give a damn mind you. It's not like it ******** matters. So lets go big shot. Im ready when you are."
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 9:39 pm
"I don't know about the Royals, but you've never met a Dark Mirror like me, I can guarantee that," Elsa growled. Most of his Court had cracked and allied with Order, but not him. Never him. There was chaos in his soul, and he was starting to figure that, horrifying magic aside, he liked it.
He didn't bother with further preamble. Being a Senshi gave him extra strength and speed, and he was off like a shot, fist brought back for what would if it connected, be a solid gut punch to the much taller Senshi.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 11:00 pm
"No.. I'm pretty sure I've met another Mirror that likes to run their mouth and just let bullshit pour out of it. Seriously, you sound just like the last one I ran into, so save your ego trip for someone who gives a ******** because I'm tired of hearing you're ******** mouth."
The shorter male ran at him, arm drawn and Dionysus saw it as a shot to throw some sass right back into his face. Literally. "Grape bomb." He said, quickly uttering the name of his attack and waiting till Elsa was just close enough before throwing the three small bombs straight into the mans face."
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 11:19 pm
Elsa was definitely not expecting whatever it was the Senshi threw at him, and so he had to throw an arm in front of his face to protect it. The little bombs smacked against his sleeve and his bracer, popping loudly enough to startle him into taking several steps back. He was also pretty sure those were going to bruise nastily. Ugh, that was some bullshit.
"Oh, is that how you're gonna play," he said, and a hand snapped out to grab Dionysus's arm. "Fine, two can ******** play that way. No party like a Donner party, anyway. Wendigo Creep." Part of him still hoped it would work, and when frost began to creep out from his hand like it had the first time he'd used his magic, he felt hope welling up, even though it was horrible and unfair that he was unleashing this on anyone, never mind a Senshi who had never done anything to deserve it, who didn't need to have that kind of haunting creeping terror because wow, really, did anyone, even mouthy little shits who threw bombs.
And as his doubt grew, his magic fizzled. Just like it always had lately.
"Oh,s**t," he said softly. Oh well, plan B - he swung his fist, again, at the Senshi's gut.[Mistress Morbid] he might get like, a brief whiff of rotten flesh + a moment of feeling something creeping on him/a cold chill on his arm, but not much at all lol
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 11:44 pm
"And here I thought that would help shut your mouth... Oh well." Guess he'd just have to take better aim next time. "At least you're done brandishing that ego of yours."
Though when Elsa grabbed his arm, a chill washed over him. Not just in his arm, but down his back. On the edge of his memories, Dionysus could just barely make out an all too familiar, absolutely disgusting smell. And then just as suddenly, it was gone. Leaving Dionysus blinking awkwardly. It played in Elsa's favor though, as Dionysus was blind sided by the punch.
"What the <********> was that." He wheezed. "Your god damn magic doesn't even work..." The senshi laughed. "I take back what I said before. You're nothing like the other Mirror I was talking about... You're even more of a ******** up then she is. But only by about this much..." Dion said, holding his fingers just barely apart for good measure. "Fortunately though, mine still works. Grape Bomb"
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:04 am
Elsa took several steps back, feeling panic set in. Oh god, he was so utterly and completely ********, and he would be for as long as his magic continued to fizzle out on him.
"No, it ******** doesn't, and you'd better be goddamn glad you were lucky, because if it was working you'd be crying in a corner right now begging the monsters not to <******** eat you." He snarled, still posturing and puffing.
But it was too late for that, really. There were more of the little bombs coming at him, this time striking him directly in the chest, and he yelped in pain, pressing a hand to his chest where they ******** you, you little brat," he snarled. Oh, how he ached for the Negaverse's power to pull starseeds.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:15 am
"Tch. You must be new to this game kid... I've had dreams where I've been much worse then the monsters your magic seems to conjure... But whatever, we can pretend your monsters are scarier." Whatever helped him sleep at night.
"Some senshi you are though. Your god damn magic doesn't work and you cant handle a little bruising. To think, you were the one ready to kick my as in the beginning... Oh well, I've still got enough in me for one more go... What about you, 'Tough Guy'? Wanna go for round three?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:25 am
Elsa started backing up. No, he was not looking forward to round three, thanks, and he was definitely planning a tactical retreat.
That was totally what it was, he wasn't turning tail because he was afraid and with his magic a total dud he was basically defenseless except punching a lot. That was definitely not the reason at all. No, this was just the smarter move.
"Go ******** yourself," Elsa said, and then he turned and bolted as quickly as he could, and hated himself for being a coward every step.
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