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 Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 5:43 pm
The waffles had gone over well, and Kat thought she might have found a very strange friend in that funny talking girl. Now she hadn’t been looking for such a thing, but she wasn’t going to get rid of one when she had it…and there had been warnings of Mags coming back once again, so she had figured it would be prudent to stock up on flour and butter, as well as heavy cream for the filling in the waffles…so she was on her way to the twenty four hour store, ready to fill her apartment with everything she might need for the waffles.
Just in case.
She had no qualms about walking alone at night, and the cold was lovely, even if it was cold for most Americans, for her Russian blood, this was nothing, so there she was clad only in a sweatshirt with the hood up.
As she turned the corner, taking a shortcut through a dark alleyway, though she paused when she saw someone who seemed to be lingering at the end of it.
Ekaterina took a few more steps forward, squinting a little in the darkness and wondering just what this person was wearing. They looked as though they were ready for Halloween and she was not sure if it was a joke, or if it was just some fashion statement. His hair was pulled in a sleek ponytail, and he almost looked as though he had stepped off of a pirate ship from some fairy tale.
“…Pirate?” Perhaps there was a costume party around. Or perhaps he was just a drunk. That would make sense too.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2016 5:49 pm
The pirate let out a sigh, running his fingers through his hair. He pulled the tie loose (one he'd stolen from Nina's never ending collection) and shook out the strands of hair. Cleaning up messes was never a pleasant experience for him. Jarosite's duties as a General including cleaning up the messes of insubordinate and generally messy agents. Not exactly what he'd wanted to be doing in the middle of the night. Better than laying on the couch contemplating if he was going to follow her to light simply for love.
He still didn't have an answer for her, four months later.
Jarosite dropped the corpse into the rest of the trash pile, starseed in hand. Poor fool, trying to take on a monster he couldn't help to defeat. He'd been dying when Jarosite found him, and he'd simply ended the poor man's suffering. It had the added effect of benefiting the Negaverse.
Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention and he turned, staring down the alley to spot someone standing at the end of it. A civilian, who seemed curious. Jarosite hesitated; he'd never brought anyone into the fold before, but he wasn't about to 'tie up a loose end' as they said. He wasn't exactly the vicious type with people. Senshi, generally though it seemed to... taper off these days.
He stood staring at her for a moment and raised an eyebrow, before disappearing down around the corner. If she was interested enough, she'd follow.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2016 7:06 pm
Kat blinked. The pirate man didn’t respond to her question, and honestly, that both confused and annoyed her. Did he think she did not see him? Did he think her stupid? Or, had she simply imagined him. But why would she imagine a blue haired pirate? And what had that glowing thin in his hand been, for there had been a glowing thing in his hand.
She hesitated for a moment, and walked down the alley at a brisk pace, turning the corner when she got there to see just what he was doing and where he was going. Why would he walk away? Was she not invited to the pirate costume party? What had she done to be slighted like this?
“Pirate! Wait. What are you doing?” Don’t ignore her. She was important too, you know.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2016 1:39 am
He paused halfway down the other alley and half turned, looking over his shoulder at her. So she'd followed him after all. Curiousity would get the better of her and well... she'd either end up unconscious, dead, or an agent. Jarosite wasn't exactly sure he wanted progeny of the Chaos kind. Actual children some day, maybe, but greenhorn agents he corrupted? Maybe not.
Time to show her what lurked in the dark.
"You know... it's not safe to wander in dark alleys chasing pirates, miss." His soft baratone voice came from behind her, and he looked at her with a sort of smirk-chiding expression. "You might just find yourself in a situation you don't want to be in."
Either she'd scream and run, to which he'd let her go. Or she'd be so intrigued he'd have to turn her just to shut her up.
He did this to himself.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2016 9:13 pm
Oh. And now he was behind her. That was interesting. Why were Americans so…interesting? Perhaps it was good she hadn’t yet made it to the store, good she didn’t have bags full of flour and heavy cream and butter and all of the good things that went into her waffles. If she had her bags full…she would not have bothered following the pirate, she would not have bothered seeing where the party was…but she was feeling adventurous.
Mags had made her feel adventurous.
“What do you mean? You are from a party, are you not? I wish to go to the party too. I can be a pirate. I can cook waffles, will that get me into the party?”
She wasn’t used to saying so much Kat looked tired after her mini speech…but she could cook waffles. Mags liked her waffles, so everyone should like them, because that was how the world works.
“I want to go.” There was no situation that frightened her. Nothing at all.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 3:37 pm
Wait... she. What. Jarosite quite literally blinked at her and raised a brow. Not afraid of him, huh. The pirate smirked, tapping a finger just above her starseed.
"You want to go? Without even knowing what this 'party' is, or what it is we do? I'll clue you in... it's not a party, its a way of life. What are you willing to do, hmm?" Oh this was the shittiest recruitment attempt ever. He was pretty sure Painite had done a much better than this with him years ago. How do you tempt someone to the dark when you didn't fully believe in it anymore?
He smirked down at her, an answer to that question popped into his head.
You lie.
"This city is in danger m'dear... and I can help you help protect it... if that's what you want."
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 3:46 pm
Ekaterina blinked, life was a party? She had heard of the life is a highway song, but never had she heard it was a party. And what was this about protecting the city? It was in danger? Mags was in…danger?
The golden eyed girl blinked, trying to understand, though she didn’t seem to fully comprehend. There were just some nuances of the English language that continued to escape her…that is she didn’t care enough to try and uncover them. So she just nodded, firmly. “Yes. I want to go. Take me to the life party. I want to help.”
Her jaw was set, though her eyes did slide down to look at the finger that was touching her chest. “Take me there. Now.”
She wasn’t trying to be demanding…but she was being demanding.
Oh well.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 3:59 pm
If nothing else, this chick would do well in the Negaverse with that attitude.
"welcome to the black parade," said the General, hand slipping into her chest. Fingers closed around her starseed, a familiar tug in his mind to pull and consume and gain power making his fingers twitch. It would not do to kill her to sate some barely whispers in his head.
Now the point here was to force Chaos through her, but not enough to make her melt into a pile of youma goo. He let the Chaos flow from him into her, slowly at first. It only took a matter of moments until it took hold itself and he simply guided it on his path.
It was gunna be painful. It was gunna hurt. But she'd be better for it afterwards. Once it was all done, a new agent would stand in front of him.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:06 pm
 Black parade? What did that even mean? There was a parade at the party? Kat turned her head to look, but then she felt the oddest sensation that had ever existed and her eyes slid down once again…though this time they focused on the hand. Inside. Of. Her. Chest. “I do not think there is treasure there pi…”
No. There was treasure there, she just didn’t know it yet. Right now all she felt was pain.
A scream ripped from her throat, though after a moment she silenced it. If she kept that up, what if someone came? She would never get to the party if someone interrupted them…Kat’s eyes opened again and she grit her teeth against the pain, though after a few moments it was gone. Replaced by a cool warmth…a power that she could feel…she felt stronger. Better. “Oh.”
Her clothes had changed…and no longer was she Ekaterina Marin, no…now she was something more. Much more. Powerful and great.
“Are these my party clothes?”
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:38 pm
He looked her over approvingly. Not a terrible look, compared to some others. Jarosite chuckled, thinking about it.
"Hmmm I think Tinaksite fits you. And I wouldn't worry if your weapon ends up being... less than useful. It'll get there. I started out with a guitar pick." Jarosite gave her a bit of a smile, patting a shoulder.
"Your uniform, yes. It's not so much a party... more of an... organization. To protect the city from the terrorists known as senshi. They see us as alien and invader, and wish to remove us. They and the knights that follow them are our enemies. While you do not have to kill everyone you see, do not back down if they attack you." A spark-notes version of the war, one that someone would probably expand on later. He'd had no idea what to do with Tinaksite beyond that, and stood there sort of awkwardly.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:44 pm
“Oh. Tinaksite?” She thought for a moment. It sounded very Russian, and she approved of that at least. “I like that. That is my party name? What is your name, Pirate? If I have a name you must too.”
She zoned out for a minute, lifting up the string that held her so called…weapon. “…I do not know what this is. What is this?” The lieutenant held it out to Jarosite, hoping he could explain. He was the one who was running the show after all. She paused, thinking. “We have enemies? We fight? It is a fighting party? That sounds interesting.”
Tinaksite didn’t mind the silence that came when he stopped talking, though still held her weapon out towards him, hoping he could enlighten her.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:56 pm
"It's... a little fake ghost I think? Based in Japanese.... lore I think?" He said, poking the little ghosty and making it swing. Jarosite chuckled a little at it.
"General Jarosite, myself. And.. yes it's a fighting party. It's a very long, very tiring party, but it's one we can win." He gently patted her on the head.
"It's a lot... more complicated than that, but I don't wanna overload ya."
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 6:02 pm
“Japanese? Why not Russian?” Tinaksite looked at the little ghost and sighed. “General Jarosite…what do I do now? How do I fight? What should…I do?”
She had been so excited to just jump into this, and suddenly it was as though she finally realized she had no idea what she had gotten herself in to…and it was getting late and the store would close soon and she had to make waffles and…
She bit her lip. “I have to go to the store. Mags will come wanting waffles again. How do I become…not Tinaksite? What do I have to do? Just take off my party clothes? Where are my other clothes?”
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2016 8:44 pm
He chuckled and squeezed her shoulder. "Just think about being yourself like..." For Jarosite, the transition between agent and civilian was effortless. There was no thought behind it, simply a change of mind and one melted to reveal the other. He was neither Jarosite nor Merric, but a meld of both.
For her benefit, he put a little more pointed switching involved. Jarosite let out a breath, and the pirate outfit dissolved to show the young man beneath. Torn jeans, a faded t-shirt, and a half dead sneakers. Merric smiled at her.
"Like that. It'll become like breathing eventually. And don't worry... I'll explain this whole thing a bit more indepth later, yeh? Once errands are run and sleep's been had, and stuff."
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2016 9:25 pm
“Oh!” It was like magic. He was a magic pirate, who was another person underneath the pirate outfit. That was amazing. She was amazed, and nodded enthusiastically. Was she magic too? She could do that? Just morph into another person by sheer will? Is that the disguise that she had been given?
That was wonderful. Swiftly, and more easily than she had anticipated, she had shed her new, more powerful self and stood there once more as Ekaterina. The girl looked at her hands, and then glanced back at the blue haired…magician. “Thank you! This is wonderful! Thank you for inviting me to your party. We will save the city! I will talk to you again later! Thank you!” She still had to go shopping, and turned away from him, heading to the store, head still reeling from all of this new, and wonderful information.
…though she did have to admit. She liked how it felt when she was in costume more than she felt outside of it.a-disgruntled-dragon CONGRATS JAROSITE. YOU HAVE A NEW, BEWILDERED, EXCITED LIEUTENANT. AREN'T YOU PROUD? OWO <33333
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