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 Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2017 3:46 pm
It was a hot, sunny day; the sort that made one wonder if the sun was trying to force summer early to see everyone shed their clothes. Of course powered beings didn't have to option to strip down to a bikini or trunks, but Sinope didn't mind. He had his ice cream.
As he had discovered among his first few weeks of awakening as a Dark Mirror Senshi, the sailor scout found that with his increased speed and agility, he could easily catch up to ice cream trucks and hop on for a ride. This was beneficial to him because a) he had access to the truck's goods whenever the vehicle decided to make a stop and b) he had access to high-energy children seeking sugar to give them even more of an energy boost and could collect the precious commodity from them using his mirror wraith with little to no effort at all.
On this particular day, however, the teen had barely caught his ride when it turned in to an ice cream shop to replenish its supplies. He was somewhat disappointed with the brevity of his trip, but figured it would resume again if he waited long enough. Lounging on his side, he peered into the shop from the top of the truck and tried to read the menu, wondering if the actual ice cream parlor had any flavors or other items he hadn't tried yet not carried by the truck.wuthering gee ((Hope this start is alright! Please let me know if there's anything I should change! ^_^))
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 7:46 pm
This ice cream parlour had either never heard of the 'no shirt, no shoes, no service' creed or it did not care. Syrtis stood in line in all of his fancy page-from-Mars regalia, which was to say that he wasn't wearing very much at all. Tall and broad shouldered, he looked more like a man than a boy and drew curious looks from a couple of girls sitting in a booth. They whispered behind their hands at one another and giggled. John Jr could not hear what they were saying, but he knew anyway - in the way that over confident boys know they are being admired from across the room. He's so cute. Look at his arms! They're like tree trunks! (He had recently taken to flexing in the mirror and developed the opposite of body dysmorphic disorder). I wish he'd pay for my ice cream.So he did. When he got to the register Syrtis had talked himself up so much to himself that he ordered two extra milkshakes and gave instructions for them to be delivered to the girls in the corner. It was then - the moment that he started sipping from his strawberry milkshake that he registered the presence of another energy signature. And it was close by. Kitomyx I'm so sorry about the wait! Thank you for being patient with me. <3
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 7:14 am
While attempting to read the menu, Sinope found some guy blocking his view with his semi-naked body.What kind of outfit was that? Was he trying to be some Roman gladiator or something for some comic convention?
Despite whatever events might have been going on, the redhead had learned that in Destiny City, more often than not, if someone was wearing some strange costume, they were a powered being. Sure enough, upon checking, Sinope discovered his peer had an Order energy signature. So then what was he doing all powered up in an ice cream parlor...ordering three milkshakes? Wait, was he picking up girls?
Wow. Okay. And he thought he was a slacker with his powered being duties. Unless he was doing this for some undercover mission and those girls were youma in disguise or something, Sinope had no idea what business the brunet had there. This was a whole new level of audacity even for him.
An irresistible idea began to form and the Dark Mirror Senshi hopped off the truck to march up to one of the very large parlor windows. Knocking on the glass and speaking something under his breath, he attempted to catch the page's attention to meet his eye and grinned. Then he waved and blew a kiss.
Maybe gladiator boy's targets were those girls and maybe they weren't, but Sinope was fairly certain of one thing. It was pretty damn difficult trying to hit on someone while someone else was blowing you kisses. Not that he'd ever actually tried it before since he didn't generally flirt or show any romantic interest in people, but for this he could make an exception.wuthering gee ((Not a problem! I've been pretty busy myself, heh. Hope Sinope isn't too much of a pain in the a**))Quote: Sly Secret Steal: Sinope locks eyes with his target on the battlefield and casts them a knowing grin. Causes the target to be seized by the unshakable feeling that Sinope knows something about them they really don't want him to know (whether or not he actually knows it) The player of the target can interpret as they see fit what their character thinks Sinope knows. Sinope does not necessarily know whatever it is, but his attack causes his target to think he does, which serves as an unnerving distraction during battle.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2018 2:22 pm
Before Syrtis, John Jr had not kept many secrets. As Syrtis he only kept enough secrets necessary to protect his friends and family from those who might want to do them harm. Dad knew about Syrtis, because Vanessa knew about Syrtis and she thought it was important that their father be aware of the things that he got up to. Never mind that he'd not uttered a single peep about Super Van to any adults while she raced around Destiny City in their mother's old dance leotard. 'Its better to be honest with him,' Vanessa had said, 'keeping this secret will only do more harm than good.' He'd thought she was crazy, but it turned out - she'd had a point. John Sr waited up for him most every night, but while John Jr would have been reprimanded for breaking curfew, Syrtis never was. Despite not being a knight himself, John Sr understood about hero things. John Jr suffered little grief for it as long as he kept his grades up, and that was enough. Sinope had no trouble attracting Syrtis' attention - alerted already to the presence of another energy signature, Syrtis's gaze was drawn to the figure on the other side of the window almost at once. He stared, milkshake cooling off his fingers, and then blinked backwards as if he'd been flicked on the nose when Sinope blew him a kiss. A flush rose in his cheeks. He knows where I live. Syrtis put his milkshake down and exited the ice cream parlour, darting around a couple that had stopped to share a maraschino cherry in order to get at Sinope. He didn't know what he would do when he got there, but he knew that he couldn't let Sinope get away with information so vital to his well-being and his father's safety.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2018 6:17 pm
While the change in the older teen's face was a pleasant surprise, Sinope was not all that thrilled at the speed with which he abandoned his strawberry milkshake. He didn't even cast a glance at the girls who had been sending looks in his direction as he bolted out the parlor and the Dark Mirror Senshi cursed his impulsiveness.
If that guy wanted to fight him, he would have virtually no defense. And judging by the muscular, shirtless, ancient warrior look the stranger had going on, even if Sinope had been skilled in combat, he doubted he could have held his ground against this guy. What now? He was not looking forward to getting beaten to a bloody pulp. He got enough of that at Romano's.
He had to calm down and think. What he didn't have in muscles he liked to believe he more than made up for in brains. It was just tricky to get his thoughts organized when he was in such a state of panic. That guy was headed straight for him, and on top of whatever secret he thought he knew, Sinope bore an energy signature of Chaos. This caused most people of the Order to conclude that that automatically made him their enemy. They also generally did their best to wipe out their enemies, so how could he avoid that?
Shameless flattery? "Whoa, hey, handsome! How's it going? Looking good, there." Great, now he sounded gay. Maybe that was part of the reason the guy had come out here so fast to kick his a**; because he thought he was being hit on.
"Look, man, I'm sorry. Was it the kiss?" he began to babble. He knew very well it wasn't the kiss. Well, not solely the kiss, at least. Raising both palms up in a grand show of surrender, he began to back away slowly. "It was just a joke, really! It won't happen again, I swear. I just got a little jealous of those girls eyeing you is all and I thought I'd pull a harmless little prank."
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2018 11:55 pm
"Don't lie," Syrtis waved aside all of Sinope's flattery, all of his talk of jealousy and pranks. "Tell me - how do you know where I live?" He looked Sinope up and down, closed the distance between them with a couple of easy strides to jab him in the chest with a finger. "Have I seen you somewhere before? I don't think I know you." And yet - somehow this senshi with the dark signature knew where he slept at night. Where his father had taught him how to flip pancakes in the air, and where he and Vanessa used to pour over comic books together, curled up on the couch. Kitomyx I'm SO sorry its so short
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2018 10:55 pm
All of a sudden, Sinope's expression turned indignant and he held up a single index finger. "Hey, now - I may pull a lot of s**t, but lying isn't my thing. It doesn't take the skill to lie that it does to use loopholes and subterfuge."
As he prattled on, the young senshi did his best to process the other's words while he tried to figure out how to fix the mess he'd gotten himself into. Where he lives? Ooh, that was a dangerous one. No wonder this guy was all worked up. Sinope wasn't at all comfortable with the finger-jabbing, either. Next it would be man-handling and face-pummelling. Think, Sinope. Think!
It would have been nice if he could have just told a lie like saying he had looked him up online or seen him around his neighborhood or something, but the teen's pride wouldn't let him. Well, if he was going to be honest, he could start by giving up some information about himself, couldn't he?
"No, we've never met. I'm Sailor Sinope, Dark Mirror Senshi of Slyness. How're you doin'?" He delicately took hold of the accusatory digit directed at his chest and returned it to the stranger's side with a renewed, sheepish smile. "Look, it has to do with my magic, okay? It was an accident. How about I forget where you live, you forget I found out, and we part ways with no hard feelings between us?"
He had no idea what the gladiator guy's experience or knowledge of Dark Mirror Senshi was, but he hoped none of it was bad.wuthering gee ((No, you're good! Length's not really an issue for me. Sorry if I didn't leave much to react to, though!
EDIT: ALSO, SORRY FOR THE PREMATURE POST! I didn't mean to press submit for this yet. XP))
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2018 1:04 pm
Dark Mirror Senshi of Slyness. Syrtis had learned enough from Vulcan to understand that a senshi's magic was tied to their sphere. He let Sinope move his finger, but just took hold of the front of the senshi's fuku with his other hand and shoved him up against the nearest wall. If Sinope was telling the truth and he really was the senshi of slyness, then it was clear he could not be trusted. If he was lying and he was senshi of something else, then he couldn't be trusted anyways because he was a liar. "That's a stupid thing to be a senshi of," he rumbled. "You can't just accidentally know where I live. How long have you been following me?" Syrtis could not remember feeling a tail, but he needed answers, and an interrogation seemed the most fruitful course of action to take. Kitomyx disclaimer: syrtis' views are not my own, I think slyness is a fine sphere <3
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