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It was honestly too cold at the moment to be patrolling and while he could pull clothes on over what he was wearing he lose of movement, was usually not worth the gain of warmth. He froze currently in the middle of winter, the indian summer having passed replaced by freezing windchills and patches of melting white. Remnants of snow which decided to fall so late in the season, for the east coast anyway.
“Why can’t it be 60 and 70 again like december. Quota was so much easier when people weren't staying indoor or hyper aware and wary because of the cold and earlier sunset. I hate winter.”
He shivered in his shorts and he guessed he had to be thankful he wasn’t in what some of those magic slingers were in. He had long shorts and at least his uniform has to layers, one of which was a jacket of sorts, even if it wasn’t terribly suited for winter.
“Why can’t it be 60 and 70 again like december. Quota was so much easier when people weren't staying indoor or hyper aware and wary because of the cold and earlier sunset. I hate winter.”
He shivered in his shorts and he guessed he had to be thankful he wasn’t in what some of those magic slingers were in. He had long shorts and at least his uniform has to layers, one of which was a jacket of sorts, even if it wasn’t terribly suited for winter.
Viva Viola
Aaru stiffened as he was passing along the rooftops, a familiar power signature catching his interest. So, he finally found the lieutenant that drained him dry and left him for dead huh? stopping on the corner of the building he was on, Aaru took a crouching stance while smiling predatorily at his new interest. The page whistled loud enough for his target to hear him, smirking.
“Yo b***h…..~ Nice seeing you again.”
Let’s see if he takes the bait.
“Yo b***h…..~ Nice seeing you again.”
Let’s see if he takes the bait.
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Wither felt the other before he got the loud whistle to get his attention. He groaned and decided for once to ignore whatever order idiot saw fit to actually want his attention. It wasn't until the other decided to call him a b***h did he stop mid step and slide the most vicious glance toward the other.
He rolled his eyes noting the redheaded page he hadn't seen in awhile. He turned and flippantly waved a hand at the other as if to shoo him. “I think you’ve had enough page and I am feeling generous tonight, so if you like living then I suggest you leave me be. I stopped last time. I will not grant you such niceties this time.”
He kept walking hoping the redhead was smart enough to leave well enough alone, but betting the page wouldn't be so easily put off. As nice as he was being he was also prepared to fight and the pages starseed he was sure would go over well.
He rolled his eyes noting the redheaded page he hadn't seen in awhile. He turned and flippantly waved a hand at the other as if to shoo him. “I think you’ve had enough page and I am feeling generous tonight, so if you like living then I suggest you leave me be. I stopped last time. I will not grant you such niceties this time.”
He kept walking hoping the redhead was smart enough to leave well enough alone, but betting the page wouldn't be so easily put off. As nice as he was being he was also prepared to fight and the pages starseed he was sure would go over well.
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“Awwwe dont be like that~ I was just being nice by saying hello~”
He couldnt help but tilt his head in order to watch what he would secretly admit to being the only a** to rival Ryan’s just moving in those shorts of his. Weird, but he was more than content to stare this time. Aaru moved to sit down on the corner of the building, legs dangling carelessly. “Feeling generous or feeling like a puss? I mean, I didnt know what I was doing the last time you decided to drain me but I think I have more experience now. If you're not up to playing, then we could just talk or ******** if youre into that s**t.~”
Course he was kidding about that last part, but making people squirm was something he enjoyed doing every now and then.
He couldnt help but tilt his head in order to watch what he would secretly admit to being the only a** to rival Ryan’s just moving in those shorts of his. Weird, but he was more than content to stare this time. Aaru moved to sit down on the corner of the building, legs dangling carelessly. “Feeling generous or feeling like a puss? I mean, I didnt know what I was doing the last time you decided to drain me but I think I have more experience now. If you're not up to playing, then we could just talk or ******** if youre into that s**t.~”
Course he was kidding about that last part, but making people squirm was something he enjoyed doing every now and then.
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“I really find your kind of vulgar stupidity distasteful. Not only do I not want anything from you be it greetings or sex … please I’m quite happily taken, goading someone who can and will kill you is really not the best idea on the planet don’t you think.
He stood arms crossed with a brow raised at the page. “You’re all talk, but if you’d like to try and prove otherwise, then I would be happy to actually kill you this time.” He stood there looking expectantly at the page because he wasn’t going to take the leap up there expending more energy than he intended to waste on the fool.
“I haven’t got all day. I’d like to make sure your trip to the city morgue to not take up half my night.”
He stood arms crossed with a brow raised at the page. “You’re all talk, but if you’d like to try and prove otherwise, then I would be happy to actually kill you this time.” He stood there looking expectantly at the page because he wasn’t going to take the leap up there expending more energy than he intended to waste on the fool.
“I haven’t got all day. I’d like to make sure your trip to the city morgue to not take up half my night.”
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Cocky thing huh?
Well, he supposed he could try to fight then instead of being an annoying p***k.
Aaru leaped from the building, summoning his candle while he had his arm raised back attempting to slam the hot instrument into the poor lieutenant’s body as soon as he landed. Even if he lost, at least he wouldn't go down like a b***h. Last time was pretty embarrassing.
Well, he supposed he could try to fight then instead of being an annoying p***k.
Aaru leaped from the building, summoning his candle while he had his arm raised back attempting to slam the hot instrument into the poor lieutenant’s body as soon as he landed. Even if he lost, at least he wouldn't go down like a b***h. Last time was pretty embarrassing.
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Wither wasn't so idiotic has to stand still while the other jump back, especially when it looked like the other would land closer than he personally would have like. He jumped back and took a defensive stance sure the other would attempt some sort of recovery move when they landed. The attempt of more hot wax candle to the head thwarted and he hoped to continue to avoid it. Maybe he would be so lucky, somehow he doubted it.
He made no attempt at the moment to attack, he hadn’t been the one with all the mouth looking for a fight. Still he was definitely something of a cocky a**, so he smirked at the other and motioned for him to make a move. He hoped this idiot didn’t pull something out of his a** that got Wither in deep s**t, but he also doubted he would.
“I don’t want to screw you, but i'm not opposed to a quick dance.”
He made no attempt at the moment to attack, he hadn’t been the one with all the mouth looking for a fight. Still he was definitely something of a cocky a**, so he smirked at the other and motioned for him to make a move. He hoped this idiot didn’t pull something out of his a** that got Wither in deep s**t, but he also doubted he would.
“I don’t want to screw you, but i'm not opposed to a quick dance.”
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Well, seems like his friend here was a little bit on the smart side….Oh well, at least he made a cool entrance. Aaru chuckled when he landed on his feet, snapping his fingers. The candle disappeared and the page threw his arms up shifting from foot to foot, looking like he could've been hurt at that last sentence. “Awwwwe, I'm sure I could change your mind if you just give me a chance….Make love not war remember?” Come to think of it, since he didn't want to make the first move, Aaru decided to see if he could gloade the nega into making the first move.
“So, remember that time I slammed my candle upside your head? Do you have a scar at all? Man….I’d be feeling hella salty after that.”
of course he was sure the guy wouldn't be stupid enough to get angry at something like that. “You got a boyfriend or a girlfriend? You should give them my number, see if they would be more willing to take me up on my offer rather than you since you clearly don't know how to have fun.”
“So, remember that time I slammed my candle upside your head? Do you have a scar at all? Man….I’d be feeling hella salty after that.”
of course he was sure the guy wouldn't be stupid enough to get angry at something like that. “You got a boyfriend or a girlfriend? You should give them my number, see if they would be more willing to take me up on my offer rather than you since you clearly don't know how to have fun.”
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Wither shook his head at the other and gave a rather flippant reply to the next offer of sex, “unfortunately for you we’ve passed the love part, didn’t even pass go, we just went straight to war.” A monopoly reference, wasn’t he clever. “I’m okay with that though.”
Wither rolled his eyes at the first bit of goading and felt his patience wearing a bit thin for the other’s antics. “It’s a candle idiot. It’s made of wax even if it magic, it's still … a candle,” was the answer he gave. He didn’t know, nor did he care whether he had a scar, buzzed as most of his hair was, his scalp wasn’t particularly visible, nor was the back of his head more than anyone else on the damn planet. Cause obviously he just spent hours in the mirror trying to see the back of his head.
The next question almost made his laugh, “yes yes, hello boyfriend, here’s the number of the terrorist that tried to kill me. Would you like to take a go at them … oh you’d like to kick their a** … okay, I can deal with that.”
He gave the other a pointed look, “you have hit and and just again attempted to hit my in my head. I’m sure my boyfriend, would sooner punch you. Anyway, I honestly don’t have time for small talk or squabbling. Either you show what you’re made of, mister big talk, or I’m just going to leave you standing on the sidewalk looking like a dumbass.”
Wither rolled his eyes at the first bit of goading and felt his patience wearing a bit thin for the other’s antics. “It’s a candle idiot. It’s made of wax even if it magic, it's still … a candle,” was the answer he gave. He didn’t know, nor did he care whether he had a scar, buzzed as most of his hair was, his scalp wasn’t particularly visible, nor was the back of his head more than anyone else on the damn planet. Cause obviously he just spent hours in the mirror trying to see the back of his head.
The next question almost made his laugh, “yes yes, hello boyfriend, here’s the number of the terrorist that tried to kill me. Would you like to take a go at them … oh you’d like to kick their a** … okay, I can deal with that.”
He gave the other a pointed look, “you have hit and and just again attempted to hit my in my head. I’m sure my boyfriend, would sooner punch you. Anyway, I honestly don’t have time for small talk or squabbling. Either you show what you’re made of, mister big talk, or I’m just going to leave you standing on the sidewalk looking like a dumbass.”
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Such attitude….He kind of reminded him of someone, he just couldn't remember who it was for the life of him. Aaru laughed at the lieutenant calling him a terrorist, the laugh slowly turning into a dark chuckle.
“You’re calling me a terrorist when all you chaos bitches go around sucking the life out of innocent bystanders, taking the starseeds from senshi, knights, and civilians alike? BUT I am a terrorist huh? Especially since I don't want or need the energy of innocents? Might wanna do some soul searching and figure out just who the actual terrorists are around here, cause it sure isn't me.”
He really didn't want to throw the first punch, but what the hell, he could go for it since this guy was too much of a chicken s**t p***y to really do anything. Aaru grinned and made his way forward, throwing a punch but fainting
into a roundhouse kick, aiming for his adversary's head.
“You’re calling me a terrorist when all you chaos bitches go around sucking the life out of innocent bystanders, taking the starseeds from senshi, knights, and civilians alike? BUT I am a terrorist huh? Especially since I don't want or need the energy of innocents? Might wanna do some soul searching and figure out just who the actual terrorists are around here, cause it sure isn't me.”
He really didn't want to throw the first punch, but what the hell, he could go for it since this guy was too much of a chicken s**t p***y to really do anything. Aaru grinned and made his way forward, throwing a punch but fainting
into a roundhouse kick, aiming for his adversary's head.
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Witherite was ready when the other finally decided to attempt the fighting he’d been the one to want in the first place, however he was quickly put into the mindset that he might be in trouble at the roundhouse kick and the form. His arms went to guard against the kick, which made contact and pushed him back. He was surprised he managed to stay of his feet. He’d seen kicks like that before and that worked him because he’d taking up kickboxing, but the few months he’d been doing it likely amounted to nothing again some how might actually be able to fight.
He wouldn’t have a choice if this was the case, of going again an experienced fighter, then to get up close and personal with page and get a hold of him. He’d have to drain him, but, he could be wrong.
He quickly moved left and then charged forward both fist ball, though it was the left that he threw aiming for the page’s kidney.
He wouldn’t have a choice if this was the case, of going again an experienced fighter, then to get up close and personal with page and get a hold of him. He’d have to drain him, but, he could be wrong.
He quickly moved left and then charged forward both fist ball, though it was the left that he threw aiming for the page’s kidney.
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Hummmn, okay so apparently this asswhipe was taking lessons of some sort, that block was pretty good. The punch was almost unexpected, and he barely managed to dodge it just before he moved to the side, spinning around so he could hit the agent with the back of his fist, then jumping a bit so he could attempt to kick him in the knee next.
He was not about to go down easily this time.
He also, didn't want to get drained at all.
He was not about to go down easily this time.
He also, didn't want to get drained at all.
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The punch was dodged and the page was fast because he manage to spin around and punch Wither right in the back. It had a good amount of force to it and so Wither stumbled forcefully. With his enemy behind him, he made an odd decision to fall into the tumble, landing on his stomach in time for the kick to just miss his head. His sigh of relief may have been audible at being missed by the kick.
He rolled to get further away and pushed himself to his feet, wasting no time in going back on the offense. He needed to get a hold of the other, or he realised he may end up seriously hurt or worst. He didn’t like the idea of a middle of the night emergency lie to his parents or his boyfriends. He made to kick the page, but last minute spun and launched a punch, his body ready to pounce if he made a good impact. His only way out this was draining the other, or making good on his thread to actually take his starseed.
He rolled to get further away and pushed himself to his feet, wasting no time in going back on the offense. He needed to get a hold of the other, or he realised he may end up seriously hurt or worst. He didn’t like the idea of a middle of the night emergency lie to his parents or his boyfriends. He made to kick the page, but last minute spun and launched a punch, his body ready to pounce if he made a good impact. His only way out this was draining the other, or making good on his thread to actually take his starseed.
