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 Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 7:29 pm
Richard hadn't been planning on finding any civilians to drain that night, nor was he planning on finding one to steal their starseeds from. However plans change easily and when he spotted a lone man walking through the alleyways at night who was he to refuse the chance to gain more power for the glory that is the Negaverse?
He had transformed into Lt. Huntite out of sight then quickly cornered the man in an alleyway with a dead end. After that it wasn't long before he held the mans starseed in hand and had a smirk on his face.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 7:55 pm
He had been out tonight alone, as was a fairly common thing for the page of Ganymede, and without his cell phone either. He was traveling through an area of the city he had been slowly getting comfortable with, so he didn't need the gps really. With his uniform standing out as much as it did he was keeping to the alleyways as he wandered through the city. It was as he continued walking that he felt it - chaos, though he didn't like using that term for it. There was no good to be felt there nor was it the feeling of something neutral. it was just dark.
Feeling that though, and taking note of it's power, it had his mind made up rather quickly as he headed toward the signature. The slight heels of his shoes hitting the ground as he closed in on the feeling. His hair was swept from his face as he came upon the scene. What he saw froze his insides and filled him with a rage at the same time. The person on the ground was unmoving...they'd been drained that much or they were dead and neither option was one he liked. His dark eyes moved from the prone figure to the cause of it.
"You." He hissed out.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 8:11 pm
He could feel the order signature coming though he hadn't noticed it until it was almost on top of him, this being the first time he had felt anyone beyond another Negaverse agent. When the shorter showed up looking pissed off his smirk grew a bit and he tossed the starseed in his hand in the air before catching it. "Something you have to say Stripes?" He asked and shirted so he was facing the Knight.
"I take it you take exception to this and would like to post a complaint?" His tone was polite but his eyes were daring the Page to try something.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 10:41 pm
"Yes." He stated simply while he decided to try and use his weapon, though it really was not a weapon in his opinion. When the feather duster appeared in his hand he threw it, aiming for the others face, in the hopes of it working like a distraction as he rushed the taller, and bulkier, figure and aimed to strike him in the chest. He needed that starseed and if he could knock them off balance maybe he could get it. He didn't want to risk a wrestling match for it and potentially crush the thing, could they be broken? He really didn't want to find out by having it happen, and he didn't want to chance it. So he was aiming to knock the other off balance or make him drop it in some manner.
"I want that." He did, he wanted that starseed from the other and he would have it!Natsuko-neko He should totally not get it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 11:37 pm
Huntite couldn't help but laugh when the Page summoned a feather duster of all things to attack him with. He ducked the duster easily enough, it not being the most aerodynamic weapon after all, and then concentrated on the charging Knight. He moved so the hit would connect with his free arm instead of his chest and lifted his occupied hand high and behind him so the other couldn't reach easily. "Well then you are going to have to try harder then that, Stripes." Sleet Tempest Snape XD Time to play keep away!
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:27 am
Glaring up at the other he was displeased with the attack not landing where he intended, he'd also hoped the feather duster would help some - apparently not. Well, it looked like he was going to have to do what the other said - try harder.
This was why the next thing he tried was to knee the other in the stomach. if nothing else the other would move and hopefully leave himself open somehow. The starseed was the goal but he had to take the other down in order to get it, he just hoped he got the starseed in time. He couldn't allow that person to die, he simply would not allow it! That goal in mind he would claw out eye balls if he had to, or at least try and claw them out.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:45 am
Huntite saw the knee coming and moved to stop himself from getting hit. This however left his side open for attack if Venice could spot it. He was pretty much playing with the Page right now, confident in the fact that he already had the starseed and time was running out for it to be returned. Sleet Tempest Snape Night~ <3 Kick his aft when you get back X3
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:00 pm
Time was running out and while he didn't know this for a fact he could figure it out. How long could a person go without their soul after all? Not long as far as he could gather, so he was in a rush to get that starseed and get it into the person, somehow or other. He wasn't sure how that would work but he would make it work!
First though was handling this lieutenant. With an opening left to him he took advantage of it and while his knee was blocked he hoped the fist aimed for the others side wouldn't be. In the hopes of it not being blocked, or in some way avoided, he was quick and sharp in his movement.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:07 pm
Huntite let out a grunt when the fist hit his side and he staggered back a few steps. He gave Venice a sharp look then punched out at the Page, aiming for his face. He supposed he should stop playing with the younger man and actually try to beat him rather then just toying with him. "Nice shot but still not enough if you are wanting this back, Stripes." He said as he punched.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:21 pm
The shot the face his, thankfully missing his nose. It hit his cheek, up toward the cheek bone, and sent his head backward as he grunted in pain and surprise. He had not been expecting it much less the force behind it. Bringing his head back down he glared at the other.
"Not stripes - Venice." He said finally deciding he was tired of being called by the pattern of his pants, hadn't Ganymede done that also? He supposed in that case it was easier to do, since she didn't know his name - but still! He was getting a bit tired of it. The next shot he took was set to distract, he hoped, from the real target. he faked to hit the stomach or mid section but his other hand was aiming for the throat. If he could knock the wind out of him, hurt him in a delicate area, maybe he would get lucky? He couldn't go punch for punch - no way and time was not on his side.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:28 pm
"Well Venice, I think you will find I don't care." Huntite said as he blocked the fake shot then turned so the real one hit his shoulder. "And I think I am done with this." He said then tucked the starseed away on his person then turned fully to Venice. He punched out, aiming for the Page's diaphram with one hand and aiming for his face again with the other.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:33 pm
The face shot he missed, but that was because the first one caused him to hunch over and curl around his mid section that had just taken a hit. He tried to stand, to righten himself, but it hurt. This person wasn't just bigger but stronger also, that was for sure. He stared up at the other with dark eyes, not at all pleased with himself or the situation. He needed what they had just tucked away and he was trying to get up and continue the fight.
"Want that - now." How could someone so easily kill another person? It didn't make sense to him... "He will die."
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 12:43 pm
Huntite watched him trying to recover with a smirk on his face. When the Page insisted the civilian would did the smirk fell a tiny bit. "Sorry kiddo, but sacrifices need to be made for the greater good." He said. It seemed he was fully convinced of this with how he was saying it.
"Next time I wont go so easy on you." He said with his smirk firming on his face again. He then made a hasty exit with a taunting wave, planning on getting the starseed back to the Negaverse quickly before anything else happened. He spared no look for the prone civilian.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 1:21 pm
Greater good?" What greater good required human lives? He wanted to ask, to shout it, at the figure who was waving at him and leaving. He didn't understand, but he felt he needed to. Something was wrong when killing people, so easily and who weren't a combatants, was for a greater good.
Next time he would be ready for this man, he wouldn't forgive or forget what he'd done. He wouldn't allow himself to. As they left he scrambled over to the prone figure and watched as the last breaths were taken. He felt a sting in his eyes and blinked his eyes rapidly to keep tears from coming, He had failed and he was dead because of it. A fist hit the ground, skin giving way and blood escaping his knuckles, as he lowered his head and focused on powering down.
Powered down he sought to find the mans wallet so he could at least let someone know - anyone. The call was to 911, using the victims cell phone, and he told them he'd found him being attacked by a terrorist. He had then left the phone, still on with the operator, and got up and left. Fleeing down a back alley and headed for somewhere - he wasn't sure where. He left his feet guide him as he put distance between himself and the body.
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