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 Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 3:25 am
Morpheus learned surprisingly quickly that museum exhibit opening nights were shitty places to drain energy. While he managed to slip in via mirror, he couldn't even set up his draining operation before he got busted by some of the patrons and thrown out by security. There wasn't much he could do about it - four guards escorted him out, surprisingly stronger than him, and he didn't think he could hit that many people with his magic and not cause some sort of weird mass panic. Everyone there dressed like they were made of money, and ate those weird tiny appetizers and carried around the tiniest champagne glasses. Morpheus wasn't even sure he understood what was going on.
So after they threw him out onto the well-manicured lawn, Morpheus picked himself up and exited the gates with his injured dignity. Across the street stood a Starbucksa and a cheap, newly-opened Ramen Bar sporting a three-dollar grand opening price. While the pair housed less attendants together than the museum, the Dark Mirror figured it was as good a place as any to restart his draining operation.
Still, after he crossed the street, he had to pause to assess if he wanted to stand in line and get food first, or if he should use energy draining as a way to scare people out of line so he could get food faster. Closing wasn't any time soon, the place had hours down 'til midnight, but there was always that chance they'd close down or something if they caught on to what he was doing. Maybe. They better not.
With his shard handy, Morpheus slapped the piece of mirror against his leg while he considered his options. "******** it," he decided at last, as he stood under the intersection street lamp, "business before pleasure." He summoned the wraith to hand and the willowy, wispy creature set to work moving toward the surprisingly misshapen line. Inwardly he hoped someone noticed it, shouted about it, and got the hell out; such an event would get him in line faster for when he finished his energy draining.ssbrosb lmk if anything needs changing!
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 5:22 pm
Arseno had been up on the rooftop of the Starbucksa, contemplating whether or not he wanted to stop looking for energy victims and go in and get a hot chocolate and some other pastries. He would have been in his apartment right now studying, however his neighbors had decided they wanted to be extra loud tonight, and with no success talking to them to turn it down, he had decided to go out and see what he could do.
He probably could have gone to the university library to study, but that tended to be overcrowded at this time of night and he didn't want to have to fight for a spot at a table.
So here he was, powered up, mostly because this outfit kept him nice and warm in this weather, when he noticed what looked to be a senshi. However, from the aura that he was sensing, it was a dark mirror senshi rather than a white moon one. Seemed that this guy had decided to choose the Ramen Bar next door for some energy draining. Arseno was slightly jealous that they could use mirror wraiths to drain energy. Sure, he didn't have to be touching his victims anymore, but the wraiths seemed more convenient.
Well, it wouldn't hurt to join him now would it? He thought as he concentrated on teleporting somewhat close to the senshi. It took a bit, but eventually he realized he wasn't on the rooftop anymore and was down on the ground. The senshi was to his left and so he decided to see if he could strike up a conversation. Walking a couple of steps towards the other, hands in his pockets, he said, "That's a pretty good idea, draining energy from a crowded ramen shop."Strickenized It's fine. Sorry if my reply is unoriginal XD
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 7:02 am
Morpheus' wraith did not cause a scene. The hungry penny-pinchers focused more on their target destination than any surrounding phenomena, leaving Morpheus to drain in peace (and suffer longer wait times, sadly). He complained to himself about the contrary nature of the universe and how it so often preferred to ******** him over with commotions at the wrong times. While he waited for the unduly sneaky wraith to continue its business darting through the clustered line, Morpheus himself leaned against the Starbucks with arms crossed. He did not hear or notice the approaching Captain until the man was nearly upon him.
And then Morpheus started, a visible jump as he realized his mistake in tunneling his goal. "Dude, the ********. Say hi or somethin' before you get steppin' up in my business." Morpheus shot him a dirty stare. Secondarily he realized that the Captain did not attack him, much unlike the Lieutenant he met around Christmas time. The Negaverse wasn't a friendly sort by his understanding, so for this beaked bozo to be complimenting his ideas felt pretty sketch. Morpheus felt fairly certain that either this kid didn't get the memo about being an a*****e to everyone in sight, or this was a setup.
Or, as the Captain continued, he wanted to get in on Morpheus' energy-draining gig.
But the dude was a Captain, and for as much as Morpheus liked picking fights, he preferred to pick fights when he knew he at least had a chance of being victorious. A Captain looked like a bad idea for making an enemy.
"Uh, thanks." He looked to the wraith, mentally hoping the creature sped up its s**t. It did not. "People just get all dumb n' s**t when they stand around in crowds. Wraiths are weird, too." Damn damn damn why do this Captain gotta talk to me? "Look dude, if you're over here cuz' of that Lieutenant I busted up, he was gettin' all up on my s**t and tryin' to cause a stir around my wraith. He started it." There, base covered.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2017 8:59 am
"I apologize. I didn't mean to startle you." Arseno seemed to talk a bit more formally when he was powered up, and wasn't quite sure why. And with how many times he surprised people minding their own business, he might as well start greeting them. Though that had surprised others too. He just couldn't win when it came to accidentally sneaking up on people.
He looked over at the wraith in the shop as the senshi mentioned it. It was always fascinating to Arseno these mirror wraiths, he wished he had something like it, though he had been told he could look for a personal youma at some point, he hadn't as of yet.
"I agree with you. I suppose it's the herd mentality at work." When the senshi mentioned the lieutenant he had run into, Arseno raised a brow. "Haven't heard about it, though I wouldn't be surprised if one of our lieutenants did such a thing." He was still annoyed at how he had been abandoned by one of his "fellow" lieutenants when they were going against that spider youma. He shrugged a shoulder at the senshi. "I'm not here to start anything with you, you do not need to worry." He tried to reassure the senshi, he wasn't trying to start a fight after all, but the target that the senshi had chosen had caught his attention easily enough.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2017 11:35 am
This dude sounded formal. Like, hella formal. And Morpheus never used to put much stock into sounding all professional and s**t, but this captain wore it pretty well. Maybe because it went with the whole weird military vibe the Negaverse liked to entertain, or it worked with the anonymity of the plague mask or something. Morpheus wasn't totally sure what it was, but the formal apology part of it set him at ease somewhat.
Plus, the Captain sounded fairly annoyed about the lieutenant, too. Maybe not everyone worked together in the Negaverse. He saw a bunch of those old military dramas before, and s**t like Full Metal Jacket and A Few Good Men. He knew the regular military wasn't exactly a perfect machine. Why would the Negaverse be any different? The thought crossed his mind to ask the captain to punish the lieutenant at fault, but Morpheus lacked a name and any real descriptors to provide. 'Some dark-haired, dark-skinned a*****e in a military getup' probably sounded like every third lieutenant in existence. Besides, what if they didn't do logs and s**t to know who was where and when? ******** that noise.
"So uh, you out here to get some energy draining in too?" Morpheus crossed his arms as he looked over to the other man. In his peripheral, he noted that his wraith was about finished with its activities. Already it swept betwen hungry patrons looking nigh tangible. "I never seen a Negaverser drain energy before. 'S it anything like usin' a wraith?" In truth, he knew very little about the militaristic Negaverse agents beyond how to spot them and that the one he met was an a*****e. Maybe Officer Friendly wouldn't mind sharing.
He blinked, then remembered a few key platitudes. "Oh, name's Morpheus." A hand slipped out from folded arms in an offer of handshake.
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 8:42 am
Arseno smiled a bit, glad that this interaction hadn't taken a bad turn. Sure, he hadn't really had any bad interactions with any of the Dark Mirror senshi yet, but there was always that possibility considering that the Negaverse and Dark Mirror were no longer allies, there would probably be fighting between the two.
However, he didn't feel like he had to worry about that tonight. "Well, I was really just relaxing in the coffee shop when I heard the commotion and wanted to check it out. But energy draining doesn't sound like a bad idea." He probably needed to do it more often anyway. As lieutenants we have to be in direct contact with our targets. Apparently the Negaverse doesn't quite trust them enough to give them the power to do it from a distance. But Captains and higher ups can do it from a bit of a distance, that distance just depends on what rank you are." No harm giving him this type of information right?
"Arsenopyrite." He replied as he took the man's hand and shook it. Glad that he at least had the other's name now. He hated interactions where he only had a description to go on, even if he was bad at remembering names. Otherwise when he met them again he would be stuck with calling them something neutral like "you".
"Well... I suppose you're almost done. It was interesting getting to see that wraith of yours though. And I appreciate the conversation."Strickenized Sorry for taking so long to get back to you on this!
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 8:10 am
"Yeah, college kids get loud about cheap lunches. Not surprised you heard 'em flippin' a b***h about it. Ramen is some s**t, you know?" Morpheus knew he needed to work on his art of conversation at this rate. Making small talk with Negaverse agents about food instead of addressing all the underlying concerns of their meeting bothered him. Still, he was a basic senshi, and the Captain totally outranked him in power, so he lacked a foot to stand on if conversation came to blows.
Luckily for Morpheus, this officer didn't seem ready to shove a blade in his neck over draining energy. And he was correct in that Morpheus' wraith finished its payout and drifted toward him lazily, carrying all the energy Morpheus needed to pull his weight in his Court. Plus, he seemed willing enough to share something about his own draining experiences. "Really? Damn, I'd hate havin' to touch one of these assholes to drain energy. Can you imagine getting maced in the face over it? Like that's gotta be a thing, dude. Have you ever gotten maced in the face over energy draining? That s**t gets in your eyes and you're just like… Useless for the rest of the day. Or week or something. Bet the chicks around here carry bear mace now."
The wraith rejoined his mirror shard and Morpheus shrugged at the captain. "Yeah, I'm done with energy, but I still gotta eat." He motioned at the line. "And let me tell you, these wraiths are easy as ******** to work with. You tell 'em where to go and they do their thing. Plus like, no one can ********' touch 'em until they're about done with their s**t. So you can just sit around doing whatever while Slim Shady here goes n' does your dirty work. Maybe it's not really dirty, but…" Morpheus cocked his head as if to motion the thought away.
"So I always been meaning to ask - if you got time - what's it like bein' in the Negaverse? Do you like it at all? Cuz it seems like it'd be damn fine to do some o' the s**t you guys get to do. And havin' a real weapon and all."ssbrosb you're ok! rl comes up sometimes! your tag read as heading toward a close; did you want to push in that direction?
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 8:45 pm
"I'm not really a ramen fan myself, so I'm not sure how some people get so obsessed about it. But I suppose I just have different tastes." Like not slurping up what, to him, was pretty much salt water and salt noodles with a bit of flavoring. Or at least the cheap kind of ramen packs, he should probably try a well-made one.
Arseno was impressed by the wraith as it easily carried the energy back to it's master. He wished he had something like that when he had been a lieutenant. At least he would have been able to drain energy from a distance, technically. "Well, that's why you either have to go after targets that are already... mostly incapacitated, or you have to do it yourself. Luckily I haven't gotten maced, though I'm sure I could still mess up and get maced if I'm not careful." He did wonder though if any of his other fellow agents had been maced. That would be pretty hilarious at least. He wouldn't comment on females carrying mace. They had a right to protect themselves from any sort of attack.
He shrugged at the senshi's last question though. "It's... interesting. If you haven't been in any sort of military organization it can take a little getting used to. But there seem to be plenty who are willing to help." He couldn't tell the other too much. Although he didn't believe the other would go and immediately tell his... "superiors" if he had those, he couldn't risk saying anything that might be seen as a weakness. "Although it takes a bit to get a weapon. Apparently they think you'll do fine as a lieutenant with something that can barely give you a papercut let alone something that could actually count as a weapon. Though when you move up it gets better." He would have demonstrated by bringing out his fire poker, but he didn't believe that was the best of ideas.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2017 8:02 am
Morpheus shrugged. Ramen often meant cheap food, and Clay enjoyed not having to spend shitloads on canning just to eat it. Granted, he ate really damn cheap on squab, too, but sometimes he wanted some kinda carbs to go with it. Ramen was always the cheapest option. He wasn't about to make Pigeon Mac or Pigeon Lasagna. So, Morpheus thought less of ramen as a choice of taste and more as a choice of price.
But if this dude was living well enough to not have to eat ramen, well, ******** his fancy-a** job.
"s**t, dude, that's rough." Folding his arms, Morpheus cased the crowd. Most looked distracted, yes, but a single touch to their arm or wrist or back would trigger their attention. "People are all uppity about touchin' 'em nowadays and s**t. Like you touch someone, you get sued. You'd have to do your s**t all skulky like and hope you get 'em alone and out of screaming distance from everyone else. ******** that noise." The Mirror senshi rolled his shoulders, then looked back to the captain doing the explanations. "It must be hella hard to do the draining thing as a lieutenant. At least for us it doesn't change. Or I don't think it does. I don't actually know." His aura as a basic senshi seemed proof enough of the lattermost claim.
"I never been in a military. Dunno what that's like either, but it sounds a helluva lot better than bein' on your own all the damn time." He sniffed. "I s**t you not, I turn in my quota and every time there's not another damn soul around. I hope I'm just missing everyone or some s**t. And having an actual weapon is great, you know? Not everyone wants to break their knuckles on some a*****e's face." Though, luckily, Morpheus sported magics quite capable of diverting attention elsewhere. If ever he ran into further battles, he found reason enough to hone them. But mostly, he found that the brunt of the war avoided him. Or, in Arsenopyrite's case, just wanted to have a chat.
And that was damn fine by him.
"You guys got senshi, right? Wait, why don't we move to the rooftops so people don't give us the ********' evil eye for hangin' out in the street." Morpheus gestured up toward the café's zenith, where Arsenopyrite lngered earlier.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 7:14 pm
Arseno was often glad he didn't have to rely on incredibly cheap food, but that didn't keep him from binging on mac and cheese every so often. He still didn't understand the ramen obsession though, too salty.
He smiled. "Yes well... it's easier when the target is already incapacitated and they don't really remember what happened afterward. It would be much harder to drain people if it was obvious that something was happening to people." It would be bad if people remembered, that would mean starseeds had to be pulled a lot more often, which meant a lot more people dying. No matter how much the Negaverse tried to control the media, even the dumbest of those living there would probably be able to figure out something was wrong when everyone around them was dying.
"It was... harder for me. When you start out with no idea how to fight, it can be harder trying to take someone down to be able to drain them. Now though I'm more confident in my skills and I can drain from a distance." Which was much nicer to be honest.
He felt a bit sorry for the senshi. From what Arseno had seen, there wasn't much to the Dark Mirror senshi. He had seen more corrupted senshi than Dark Mirror. It would be unnerving having to do a quota not even sure where you were at if you barely ever met up with anyone. He did agree with the weapon. It was much nicer to have something effective, he wasn't sure why lieutenants started out with such little trinkets. "Yes, I do like my weapon actually being able to cause some damage. Makes it easier to fight at least." He would summon it to show, but he figured that might spook the senshi into thinking that Arseno wanted a fight.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2017 9:09 am
"You gotta incapacitate people?" Morpheus whistled. "Damn, glad I don't gotta get that close. Not that knocking people out is hard, but usually they wanna call the police or some s**t. And no one likes that kind of showdown, you know?" Morpheus postured a little, he knew, but felt the move worth it for pumping himself up around the captain. Even if the other man didn't have any interest in fighting him, Morpheus wanted him to come away with an understanding that the Dark Mirror Senshi was tough. Street cred mattered, even among the world of magic and stupid-looking outfits.
Morpheus cocked a brow at Arsenopyrite's admission. "They teach you how to fight?" He didn't know how the captain would otherwise come across such skills. Unless he specifically went out and joined some kind of martial arts gym, or dojo, or whatever, Morpheus figured the only way he would learn was through Negaverse resources. Inwardly he wished the Dark Mirror offered something similar, but the most he ever found were empty spaces and a distinct lack of Mirror presence around the city. It was like he joined the weakest gang ever that had like, zero membership. Did he join it after it pretty much died? Morpheus didn't know, but he did know what he wanted - and that was hands-on experiences with his mates. And that was possibly what Arsenopyrite experienced.
"I envy you guys. You actually got peeps to back you up, you know? None of that kickin' it alone s**t. Hey, you guys take signups?" He hoped they did; if all he needed to do was show up for basic training, then he was down to join.
"'Aight, c'mon. I'm gettin' paranoid just being down here." Morpheus gave a quick beckon as he eyed the nearest rooftop, then leapt to it with relative ease. The relocation offered a significant vantage point over the slowly-dwindling crowd of Ramen-goers, and Morpeus himself felt confident that he wouldn't have to worry about his spot in line. Besides, he doubted they served people in weird outfits.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 3:50 pm
Arseno chuckled. "Yes, we do. But it helps us to learn or improve our fighting skills at least." Though usually what happened was most of them targeted people who were already incapacitated in some way or weren't paying attention. It was easier that way. And he would make sure not to underestimate this senshi. Even though they weren't exactly fighting each other, from what he had heard, the Negaverse and the Dark Mirror Senshi weren't buddies either, and he knew he was risking a fight by talking with them whenever he met them.
"Yes... usually someone volunteers to help teach us. I know we aren't allies, but I'm sorry that you don't have someone like that in your group to help you. I know when I joined that I was completely lost and I probably wouldn't even be a captain today if I hadn't been helped along the way." It was true at least, he hadn't been told lies from he talked to Remarque. The Dark Mirror were definitely hurting in numbers. "I'm sure there would be a way to join the Negaverse, though I personally don't know how if you're a Dark Mirror senshi. I could ask if you wanted though." He doubted the other would take the offer seriously, but it would Arseno would ask anyway. It would be good information to keep in mind just in case.
Arseno followed after him, jumping onto the roof, and casting a look back to the ground as he watched some people come out of the shop. "Good idea, though I think rooftops are a bit cliche."
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 6:07 pm
"s**t." Hands on his hips, Morpheus spat onto the top of the rooftop and away from Arsenopyrite. "Maybe that's why I'm still pretty damn weak. Nobody gonna boost me outta this s**t, you know? What a pain in my a**." He would have vastly preferred someone actually taking the time to help him along to explain more than rudimentary draining tactics and how to use his magic, but never found anyone of the sort. Hell, he wasn't sure he really had any friends among their number. Maybe looking into the other gangs proved the better option here.
"Yeah, if you can check that s**t out, I'd be interested. Prolly makes me sound like a shitty recruit, wanting to drop the Dark Mirror so fast, but I been around for over a year now and hardly met anyone from my side. The hell's the point in joining a gang if you don't get a damn posse? I didn't sign up for this s**t just to go it solo mode. Dude, you gotta help a brother out, yo." Whatever Arsenopyrite might come up with meant a better alternative than sticking around in the ghost town that was the Mirror Court. The method of contact became something of a concern, however, when Morpheus realized that he knew of no real way to contact others in this form, much less those of a different faction.
Sporting a crooked frown, Morpheus considered his options. "So uh, want my phone number for that s**t? And don't take it like I'm gay or anything, I'm not into sausage fests, but I don't got another way to to hit you up. Or wait, we could meet up here next week…" He knew his awkwardness was showing.
Hell, he told himself, I own ********' pigeons. Like it's any damn surprised that I'm awkward.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 6:23 pm
"It's fine with me. I'm sure the Negaverse would be happy to hear about someone else possibly wanting to join them." Morpheus seemed like he would fit right in at least. "I can understand feeling like you don't know anything. I can't guarantee that if you do join the Negaverse that you'll learn all you want to know. I had to get all of my answers from various sources and I still feel like they're holding out on me a bit. But yes, we do have quite a few other fellow agents whom we meet up with and it's much easier considering how large the organization is." He was probably rambling a bit here, he still wasn't what anyone would consider a "good public speaker" and he seemed to lose a lot of his humor when he was powered up, or at least felt he couldn't be as free in his joking as usual.
Arseno raised an eyebrow. He sometimes wondered where this senshi got all of their everyday info from. "I'm sure you aren't. Guys can be friends without wanting to bang each other." He smiled, though it went unseen, he did want to laugh a bit at how much the other was making sure that he wasn't hitting on Arseno. "I assure you, I'm not into that either. It's whatever you want. We can meet here later or we can exchange contact information. I have an email specifically set up for all of this... stuff." He still wasn't sure what to call it. Magic? A war? Who knew.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 6:37 pm
Morpheus sucked his teeth. "Dude, I know more Negaversers than I do Dark Mirrors. I've run into hella more of everybody else. s**t's whack, yo. Someone gotta be in there who can teach me something'. These assholes just left me hangin'." Holding out sounded a helluva lot better to him than not giving him s**t for information to work with. At least the Negaverse had enough homies around to take care of their own. Hell, they probably kneecapped people for ******** around with their agents. What did the Dark Mirror do? Shitall, as far as he could tell. Not one of them raised a hand against that damn lieutenant from back in December, he bet.
"Dude, email's pretty sweet." Morpheus was down for that. "Mine's ClayZ99@gmail.com. Just put somethin' in the subject that lets me know it's from you, but we gotta keep that s**t on the DL. Don't want no one figuring our s**t out, you know? Make it like, minerals or somethin'." It sounded like a pretty tight solution to him.
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