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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 10:19 pm
Hungry. Pyrite was hungry for more. It was her bane and suffering and she hated this feeling. That gnashing in her body that demand to be sated, to be fed. Her hunger wasn't for food but power, that raw rush of pure magic from a starseed, a soul. So when she felt someone weak and pure, she was running after them, daggers in hand. A hop skip and a jump, and soon enough she saw white and color- her least favorite things. "Oh!" She didn't miss what else this one had though. "Feathers! Like a little bird! A baby senshi with baby feathers." Daggers spun in her hands. "Maybe it will taste like chicken?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2016 8:49 am
It seemed like the crazies were coming out more frequently as Icarus made his way across the city. His sandals weren't the best when it came to gripping when the ground was wet, or worse, icy, but there was something about this magical guise that retained more heat than he expected. And there was the boosted agility. That was nice.
But not nice enough it seemed when a source of chaotic energy trailing behind him.
He'd been powering up enough to register that the feeling was [i[]bad and his cat had confirmed it when he'd confronted her and he was more interested in getting far away.
Unfortunately the woman appeared to have other ideas and Icarus slid to a stop, sighing heavily. "Look, I don't want to hit a lady but I will."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2016 11:19 pm
Pyrite licked her lips then eyed the senshi up and down. He looked lean. Maybe he would be stringy? No, starseeds had a crunch to them like bones. Bones with power and sweet and all so good as they burned her insides and made her feel like she could do anything. "Hit a lady? You think you can hit me?" Pyrite scowled at the implication. She was above a lady- she was perfect. Better than ladies. She was a countess perhaps. Not a queen though. She had a queen and loathe Pyrite ever take a title like princess. Plus- "Sounds a bit sexist. Birdie sounds more like a rooster. All cocky." Stalking towards him she got ready to strike. "Cut him up a bit first- then we'll get to the meat of the matter."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2016 1:47 pm
"I'm not afraid to find out," he responded dryly, looking unimpressed at Pyrite. She didn't intimidate him, he'd fought bigger opponents back in juvie before. Despite his desire to just go about his night without the crazy lady, Icarus' hands had formed fists and he was in the process of cracking his knuckles in anticipation for things to get ugly.
He was convinced that there was no way they wouldn't.
Especially when she started moving towards him.
Immediately he stepped back, mouth pressed into a firm line and tension rippled across his shoulders as he anticipated having to protect himself shortly.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2016 2:00 am
Thats what Pyrite liked. A fight from her prey- it made things interesting, fun. Her smile became a manic laughter as she stopped mid stride. "Good yes, we can't have you just bend and break before we reach you. No heart, no fun. A starseed would just be so bland like that. Go out fighting, go out young and alive. Bright and shining and pure." A deep breath, excitement rippled as her glowing veins seemed to ripple under her skin. "That's it! We could make you like us. Perfect. Just let us in. Maybe you'd be better like that yes? We could save you for later. Let you mature and get meatier." She winked at him. "Let us corrupt you. Power for a promise. So much stringer, better. Sweeter."
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2016 11:41 am
Icarus was convinced that the lady needed to be committed to a mental ward but didn't want to be the person who would have to drag her there. As far as he was concerned, he just needed to hit her hard enough to get her to back off and he could bounce. If there didn't have to be much fighting, he would prefer it that way.
He didn't like the idea of hitting a lady at all anyway.
"What you can do is stay the ******** away," he hissed, fist clenching, drawing back before being let loose on her face.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2016 2:06 am
Now most normal, sane well adjusted people tended to take a punch to the face in a manner that indicated they found the ordeal painful, displeasing and all around not fun. Pyrite saw it was an opportunity to show the senshi just what happened when you got on her bad side. That was the thing though. Every side of her was a bad side. Screech in surprise she initially clutched her face as she felt skin crack further open, lip split and the taste of copper hitting her tongue. When she she shook it off, Icarus would be gifted with a rare right, a glimpse of the monster under her skin. A eene pitch black, with golden veins spreading down her face as she bared teeth, daggers brought up. "Stick the birds! Rip it's wings off!" She yelled, aiming to stab him in whatever spot of flesh got close enough.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2016 10:20 am
She didn't go down like he expected and he'd thrown all of his weight into that punch. His immediate response to her reaction was to go, "s**t. <********>," then back up as quickly as possible.
Nope, nope, no.
There was no way in hell that he was going to entertain the crazy b***h who only seemed to get crazier after being punched in the face.
"What the ******** is wrong with you?" He snapped, slamming his hands together so the feather manifested and his body glowed. When he jumped back, the distance was much farther than it should have been, a gift of his magic.
When he thought he was a safe enough distance away, he ran.
He was out of there.
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