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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 8:10 pm
Running into senshi or other knight wasn't a particular new thing, but it still put him slightly on edge. Two order powers gathered more attention than one and well. The other order signal was not staying in one place, and he'd been having to chase it down just to see who it was. That and they felt not super powerful but- "hey!" He called out, thinking he saw the tail end of a sash or something turn a corner. "Wait up! I need to talk to you!" And stick close so they didn't get taken by surprise by a youma.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 11:39 am
Icarus had been heading home, or that'd been the intention when that stupid sense that had the hair on the back of his neck began tingling. With an annoyed snort, he'd picked up his pace hoping to lose whatever had been tailing him.
He'd made it a point to take a long and complicated route to get home just to shake them and it wasn't working.
Especially when a masculine voice cut through the crisp night air. With a scowl he turned on his sandaled heel and shook his head, voice sharp and brusk. "Not interested."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 1:57 am
Panting just a bit and taking a second to adjust, Paris got his breath back soon enough and was at least glad he'd managed to catch up. "I- wait what? No I-" Paris wasn't sure what the man's problem was, but, he was sure he hadn't said anything offensive and well. "I- I was just hoping you'd help me patrol." He had reason to ask after all. "You didn't look busy and there are um." He looked around, "monsters have been um, happening a lot and its uh. safer. You know?" Plus having a senshi meant they could probably use magic better than he could with his skull.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2016 9:34 am
Icarus didn't understand what these 'order' characters didn't understand about the phrase not interested. Over and over again he found someone trying to impose on his space and time despite how he would repeatedly shut them down. This dude, though he was clearly not like Icarus, was no exception.
"Not. Interested." He said again, pointedly punctuating each word as he stared back at Paris. "What the ******** are you anyway?" He didn't understand what the guy was supposed to be with his full uniform and weird aura thing.
"Your safety is not my concern," he said blandly.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2016 1:17 am
Paris was in a sense, used to be shut out and down. But never this rudely, not so bluntly. Not by a senshi who he'd never met no less. Most seemed happy to help or even team up. This guy was just a complete 180 from the norm. "I- Um. That is- I-" The man was speaking aggressively, and Paris began to stutter and stammer worse. "I'm Paris!" he all but yelled. "The s-s-s-squire of Saturn!" A squire. Shoot, now he'd gone and sounded like he was the only one. "I- Well it should be!" he gave a defense, realizing the senshi had brushed him off in a rather insulting manner. It was upsetting to say the least. "We're supposed to help each other!" Order was supposedly on the same side so why not team up. It was just logical and it wasn't like Paris was bad. He didn't think he was that bad at least.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2016 2:33 pm
"Yeah, I don't care," Icarus retorted, shaking his head and turning his back on the squire. He did think that squire sounded interesting but not enough for him to push for more information. Instead, he wanted to get on with his life and go home and sleep for a few meager hours before he had to get up and work however many jobs he had tomorrow.
"Why the ******** should it be? I don't know you. I don't want to know you and I couldn't give a rat's a** about whatever the ******** is attached to this shitty outfit." He snapped, whirling on his heel and advancing on Paris.
"What makes you so high and mighty that you think you can tell me what I should give a ******** about or what I should do. I'm not supposed to do anything. You can take your ideals and shove them up your a** for all I care."
He was not going to be part of this narrative thank you.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2016 6:53 pm
Beep beep personal space alarm breached. 'I feel bullied' signals going off. Unfortunately for Icarus, Paris was very bad with confrontation so direct and personal and when the distance narrowed, the teen did what years of avoidance had him react with. "Shove your ideals up my a**!" That was obviously not the right thing to say but Paris was not good at fighting or any confrontation at all. He did shove his skull into Icarus's face however. It was a start.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 9:38 pm
The skull smacked him in the face, hard and he grunted in pain when he jerked back. A hiss of pain slithered out between his teeth and he rubbed at the now sore part of his forehead.
"The hell is your problem a*****e?" Icarus snapped, both hands shoving forward to push the knight back.
"You better get lost before I lose my temper and really shove something up your a**." And by that he meant a good a** kicking.
He didn't care if this punk was a kid or not.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 10:10 pm
" I'm your problem!" Again, not the right thing to say as you ran head first at a taller, probably better fighter of a guy. But then Paris was at the point where he'd crossed over from being terrified to 'just fight and hit and fight and pray to god they get scared of a scrawny weirdo.' Running directly at Icarus, Paris, weak as any white boy who never worked a day in his life, Paris, was attempting to fistcuffs. He had not thought this through. He hadn't thought about what he was doing at all.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2017 10:59 am
The Russian had grit his teeth, already bracing for impact when Paris came rushing at him. Clearly the kid was in over his head and had very little practical fighting experience. Unfortunately for him, Icarus had been the kid in elementary school who tired to solve problems with his fists and that had carried on through juvie and the rest of his life.
Icarus was not scrawny, in the slightest and it didn't take too much skill to avoid the flying punches that didn't seemed to be directed anywhere specific.
In response, he threw punches straight to the kid's gut, the one towards his jaw.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2017 7:44 pm
Paris went down like a rock. The punch got him and he was sent sprawling to the ground, gasping and groaning in pain. The fight was over before it had even really begun.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 7:47 pm
Icarus considered dropping to his knees and continuing to pummel the page into the ground, but instead opted to stand over him, sandaled feet on either side of Paris' hips.
"I suggest you get up and leave, before I knock you out right here right now and leave you for dead." It was clear by Icarus' tone that he wasn't joking and that Paris would only get one chance.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 2:03 pm
To his credit, Paris wasn't stupid. The second Icarus game him room? Paris was gone.
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