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 Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2017 6:38 pm
Witherite waited out of the way at what he though was an discreet abandoned warehouse. He was in the parking lot waiting for the lieutenant he met recently on the battlefield, Forsterite. He was going to spar with her tonight and he didn't want to be interrupted by a meddlesome magic slinger, thinking they were doing some sort of good. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He really couldn't stand magic slingers and all their self righteousness.
It was decently late, around about 1am, which meant most of who was coming out for the night was already out and the area was clear, expect a few aura's he felt in the distance. They were barely a blimp on his radar so he doubted they would come this way, if they could even sense him.
He knew he could have used negaspace, but carting another would have winded him and so he preferred to just attempt to be out of the way and so he told the woman to meet him here. He intended to teach her what he could as far as getting the advantage because one couldn't learn to be some amazing fighter overnight, super strenght of sorts aside. He rubbed his chest, knowing at some point tonight, he would make the lieutenant make an attempt for his starseed.
He was in for quite a night.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2017 10:20 pm
The tawny-haired lieutenant really wasn't sure what to expect. She had hardly done much since she had obtained her newfound powers and was still trying to understand what on Earth she was supposed to do with a parachute harness. At least with someone experienced, such as the captain whom she'd encountered during that fateful gathering of powered beings of all kinds, she might have been able to gain a better idea of her role in the Negaverse and how she was expected to play it.
This particular captain was strange, though. She couldn't quite get a handle on how he worked. Granted, she hadn't interacted with him for very long, but that was the another reason she had conceded to training with him. Forsterite wanted to know what kind of person he was to have had such a reputation among so many senshi at the gathering. He must have been a force to be feared, but then why did he seem so...easy-going? Unprofessional? Was that really the sort of person that succeeded within this organization?
Well, now was her chance to find out. Perhaps there was more to the man than her first impression had suggested. She had just finished grading the last few papers for her assistant teaching job at Romano's and was tired of sitting around on her a** for hours on end. It was time for action. As usual, the lieutenant arrived promptly at the time she had been given, despising tardiness, and was relieved to find her would-be teacher at the place he'd instructed her to meet him at.
"Greetings, Captain Witherite. I hope you haven't been waiting long," she said, adjusting the straps of her harness to allow for maximum movement without being too loose. Moving into a solid, fighting stance, she put up her fists. "Shall we begin?"Kaori_luv ((If the bright green ends up being too bright, feel free to let me know~))
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