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 Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2015 6:59 pm
Tolliver wasn't expecting him home for a little longer - and frankly, after the encounter he'd had with Fritz, he badly needed a little time to let off some steam. The last thing he needed to do was come home looking miserable or pissed because his fiance would ******** know it, and he was already ******** delicate from the whole ordeal with the carnival anyway, so -<******** it. He wanted to go for a run. And running as Eurydike was a whole ******** lot easier than running as Logan Hitchcock, because a) he was a whole lot faster, and b) he didn't get winded half as fast.
In the end, even when he was puffing hard and working up a decent sweat, he still felt worked up. So that was around when he opted for the pack of cigarettes he made sure to keep on him as a senshi, lighting one up and taking a long, hard drag.
Another order signature prickled at the senses, and - again - ******** it. He was supposed to go meet some people anyway. Even if the thought of interacting with anyone was kind of soured by Fritz's voice still in his head telling him to get out, it beat sitting around with his own thought or polluting his home with Tolliver with them.
He made a beeline for whoever it was, and hoped it wasn't a ******** waste of his time. When a figure finally came into his line of view -
"Hey, you! Guy!" he barked gruffly, a puff of cigarette smoke still dancing on his lips.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 9:32 am
Puck was out and about this evening letting off some steam as well. The conversation with Ice had gotten him all wired up, and even pounding randomly, rhythmlessly on his drums hadn't been sufficient to get the pent-up aggression and frustration and helplessness out of his system. At least as Puck he could bound about on rooftops, as he was doing now, leaping between buildings, ignoring the people on the streets below. He reached the park near where he liked to busk (when was the last time he had busked? He'd been so busy with Sid and Aitana/Juno lately he just hadn't had the chance to even play anything around the house -- and he felt sure missing making his music wasn't helping his mood). Leaping down to street level, he began to run, hoping he would encounter something to beat up. That would be the best thing for him, he decided: a youma or Negaverse agent he could just pound the everloving crap out of. What he detected first, though, was another Order aura. Oh ********' lovely, he thought. He wasn't in the mood, really, but he figured he may as well be social. ...Until he was barked at by the other guy. "Oi!" he barked back, making his way toward him. "Whaddya want?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 6:00 am
You'd think having someone bark back at him would've just set his frayed nerves further on edge - but somewhere, Eurydike was sort of relieved to have his gruffness met with more of the same. If it'd been someone tender and sweet, he wouldn't have felt right about it.
The closer he got, the more he saw this guy didn't fit that category. At least from the look on his face. His outfit was kind of - what's the word - Peter Pan-esque or whatever? - but given he was the dude in pink, who the ******** was he to say anything about what anyone else was wearing?
"You're patrollin' alone, right?" he grunted once they met up about halfway, his arms crossed and cigarette dangling limply between his lips. "You wanna double team this thing? - or spar or somethin'? - s'your name, guy?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 2:01 pm
Puck eyed the guy as he got closer. He looked like a pink refugee from a toga party, but otherwise seemed okay. The lit ciggie dangling from his lips told the small blond that this guy wasn't your typical senshi. That and the barked 'greeting.' "Yeah, I'm on me own tonight," he nodded, stopping as the other senshi stopped. "Not fit company for much of anyone, really, but yeah, I'd be game for a double team." And in truth that made sense; he was good on his own, but he didn't want a repeat of the last time he'd gone out by himself, when that Dark Mirror senshi Mjolnir had bailed his arse out. He approached the other guy and stuck out his hand. "Puck, of the Woods."
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:11 am
"Yeah, well, I'm sorta s**t company too, " Eurydike grunted, although with a hint of a smirk. "So I guess we deserve each other." And without saying a word about it, maybe the scars laced on either side of his face - four on one cheek, one on the other - told the story of another man getting in over his head.
His grip was firm as he took the other senshi's hand, and he resisted the urge to feel a small chord of annoyance that he'd come across yet another person that stood taller than him - not by much, but seriously? Every ******** person he met, bar Daisy and Keiran. Not cool man. (Must be something in the water. He really wasn't even that ******** short!)
"Puck, of the Woods, " he echoed back, almost idly - really, he was committing the name and sphere to memory. Whether or not the poor b*****d actually got to keep his name - time would tell. "Funny. I met another guy, Thraen - his thing's Gardens." Man, these plant types. Just couldn't leaf them well enough alone. (Part of him was devastated Olga wasn't there for that one.) "Pretty cool guy, knows a lot. I got his info if you ever wanna hit him up."
Oh, right. He should probably do the introduction thing too. "I'm Eurydike, of salt. Not gonna lie to you guy, it's about as useful as it ********' sounds. But it's good in a pinch."
(Okay, that one was just a happy accident.)
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 12:47 pm
"I keep hearing about this Thraen bloke," Puck said, furrowing his brow. First Faust, now this guy. Must be something to Thraen that everybody seemed to know him, or know about him. "Gardens, eh? I've been meaning to look him up, actually. Now I guess I've got even more reason." He was pretty sure he'd seen Thraen already on his phone, though maybe that was just in the Primer. He'd have to check and get contact info from Eurydike if he didn't already have it. He returned the handshake just as firmly, noting with some degree of pleasure that Eurydike was about his height, maybe even a whisker shorter. "Salt, good in a pinch. That's a good one, mate," he grinned wryly at the other senshi. "Maybe we'll run into something that'll let us both demonstrate how ******** useless our powers are." Given that both of them seemed to be in a mood to beat something up, that would be a good thing.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 4:12 am
His accent was similar to Tolliver's, the more he heard of it - but different, too. Different dialect or whatever bullshit? ******** if he knew. Hitch hadn't exactly heard enough dudes from England or wherever else (because who ******** knew, really) to know the differences.
"He's worth the time - just try an' read up on the primer first, if you can. I mean, if you haven't already. He'll be happier if you do, " might as well give other people the leg up he'd missed out on. "You can add me to your phone too, if you want, I guess - I'm not exactly a ********' well of info, but if you don't mind crazy hours, I'm down for a patrol buddy, " he grunted, rapping idly on his thighs in a slow rhythm before gesturing vaguely to the scars on his face. "Not lookin' for a repeat of this s**t show, if you catch my drift."
At least he appreciated a good pun, Eurydike nodded with a grin. "Maybe if we yell nasty s**t 'bout Metallia real loud, somethin'll pop up."
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2016 2:26 pm
Puck laughed. "Yeah, I reckon that would work." He summoned his senshi phone from wherever the hell it went when he sent it away and pointed it at the smaller senshi. "Say cheese, mate," he grinned, snapping a picture which added Eurydike to his contacts. "I don't mind crazy hours at all. I keep pretty crazy hours meself, being a musician and all." He didn't mind telling this guy what he did in his non-senshi time; he liked this guy and felt sure they could be mates out of uniform. "Speaking of musician s**t…" He nodded at Eurydike's hands and rapped out a rhythm on his own thighs. "You strike me as maybe a musician too. Drummer? I play some drums -- I play a lot of things, actually. Guitar, bass, drums, pretty much anything except piano." Puck practically forgot about yelling for enemies to fight. He'd found a kindred spirit. frayedflower OMG I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 4:29 pm
Rather too gleefully, Eurydike went right ahead and flipped Puck off for his picture with a stupid smirk. "Now your turn, dreads, " and he went ahead and returned the favor, fumbling idly with the buttons for a second before getting it right.
Although his reason for crazy hours - even before the other senshi asked, Eurydike practically lit up, a kind of excited energy seeping across his face. "Dude, you're a musician? - like, full time? - that's ********' awesome, " and so sue him for belting that right out but seriously, what he wouldn't ******** give to be able to do that.
This guy was perceptive; Eurydike's cheeks flushed excitedly, kind of stupidly tickled that his love for drumming was obvious enough to pick up on. "Yeah, you nailed it. Fancy that - drums are kind of the only thing I'm any good at though, " and he laughed, " - so I gotta respect a dude who can do all that, <********>. I haven't really been able as much as I wanted, work an' all, but me an' this chick just started up a band 'an - well, ********, lookit me ramblin' like an a**."
He'd gotten too excited. That was a problem. "Where do you usually play, though? Love to come check you out sometime man."
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