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 Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2017 9:12 pm
Storm had been walking the streets at night trying to locate something he'd felt but wasn't sure what he was chasing. When suddenly a trio of boys had approached him. The dark mirror senshi looked a little confused when they circled him.
They weren't really going to try to jump him were they? He sighed, he'd hoped that most of the civilians were too afraid of things that went bump in the night. Instead these guys came out of no where jeering him. "Look Brothers, I don't want no trouble.""Ohhh, didja here that Fred? He don't want no trouble brother." One of them chuckled. "Yeah I did, we ain't yo brother dude. You look like one of 'em terrrorists we see on tv." "We should see how tough he is!" The third one chimed in, as Fred was already stepping forward to grab the senshi by the collar. "Oh come on brother. I don't mean it that way. Come on, you ain't scared of the crazy s**t that goes on around here?" Even in his Hawaiian accent Storm was trying not to sound too worried.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 9:51 pm
Three on one? Those odds weren’t great for a decent fighter as a civilian, as a powered fighter they speed and strength. Those boys could quickly become red stains on the pavement but luckily for them they seemed to corner one of the few chaotic fighters who didn’t seem to want to fight. Antares watched all this occurring from the rooftops, she liked the rooftops since they tended to be overlooked. She had sensed the DMC, she knew exactly what he was, and decided to follow him. The last encounter she had with a mirror senshi had actually made her question at least that faction. Were they really all that bad? Could they have legitimate reasons for that chaotic tinge that she could feel? So there she was, watching as the surprisingly bright colored mirror senshi got surrounded by three guys. Three ‘tough’ guys. The kind of guys who always thought they were bigger and badder than everyone else even when they got their asses handed to them. Or it was pretty clear they were outclassed. It didn’t really matter anyway, the mirror senshi was going to get his a** beat if he didn’t do something. Antares hesitated stepping in, the number of fighters in this situation wasn’t a deterrent but maybe this guy, this DMC, didn’t need her help. Hell maybe the boys picking on the chaos agent would actually be the ones who would need help. It was unlikely but entirely possible both parties would just leave. Either way though it was worth sitting back and waiting. That wait ended abruptly when one of the boys suddenly punched the mirror senshi. Just up and drove his fist into the guy’s gut. No provocation that she could hear. No visible antagonization. No reason to hit the senshi other than because they could and Antares could not stand bullies. With narrowed eyes and little sound the blond senshi vaulted over the edge of the roof and landed on the ground. Got to love the upgrade she mentally said as she stood up straight and eyed the group. “Three against one? Now where is the fun in that. Why don’t I just even up the odds a little bit.” She smirked as she started to stride towards the little group, cracking her knuckles as she went. “I haven’t had a good fight in a while. Maybe you boys could oblige a lady.”
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 10:03 pm
Storm cringed when he was gut punched, trying not to stagger back even with the loss of breath. That was when the order aura he could feel showed up. He'd been worried she might use him too as a punching bag until she said she wanted to even up the odds.
Ahah the odds were in his favor tonight. When he finally got his breath back he grinned at the three hoodlums. "You got one in for free brother."
He wasn't a fighter, he was a fire dancer but he'd make do in a scrap if he had to; and it seemed like he had to"F-Freddd. . . there's another one." The second one behind Storm seemed worried. "Psh, lady's just talkin' tough Sid, we can take both of them. Maybe they got money too. Handle the lady Beau." "Fred, you remembered!" Beau swooned almost in a sarcastic manner as he cracked his knuckles heading for Antares, "Letsee what you can do babe." Meanwhile, Fred has pushed Storm back away from him, "Since you talk so big show me what you got kid. 'Cause I ain't scared of you yet." Honestly, Storm'd hoped that the trio would've turned tail and ran by now but he wasn't that lucky as Fred was looking to wind up another punch towards his face this time. He'd ended up closer to Sid than he'd thought and ducked on the swing causing Fred to actually catch Sid in the mouth. "Oops... You okay there du---" He paused when he realized what he was asking.
Right this was a fight. He jumped back a few feet to look at the situation. He was wishing he'd brought his practice sticks.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 12:26 am
Antares eyed the boy, mentally scoffing as he unconsciously repeated her early move of cracking his knuckles. Early twenties, old enough to have some build on him, young enough to be stupid as ********. The trio had to be high or drunk or exceptionally stupid because anyone who knew this city knew that the ‘terrorists’ weren’t really people to mess with at least that's what Antares always figured. Granted people are stupid. A person can be smart but more than one and you enter the realm of dumb as rocks…. And that is insulting to the rocks. “Beau is it?” She cocked her head at him and smiled, it wasn’t a nice smile. It was condescending and mocking and it made the boy standing in front of her frown at her. “I’ll give you one free hit, better make it count.” Being the first to take the swing smacked a bit too much like bullying to her. Here she would be, hitting a defenceless civilian who had more balls then brains. But if he chose to be stupid, that's his problem. Not hers. “But,” she held up a cautionary finger, “I got to tell you in all fairness. I can and will knock your a** out before you get a second hit in.” That might not be accurate but Antares found that a decent fighter would take it for what it was, a warning. Beau didn’t see it as a warning. He saw it as bluster after all the blond chick standing in front of him was thin and shorter then him by a good foot, decent rack tho considering her size. In his own ‘humble’ opinion thin girls rarely had a decent curve to them but he definitely didn’t see anything wrong with the girl standing in front of him other then the look in her eye. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll take it easy on you.” His frown had switched to more of a leering grin, it even got bigger when he saw the blonde roll her eyes. He was still going to hit her, after all that's what she wanted, but he didn’t want to hurt her too bad… not if he wanted to maybe get a kiss or two out of her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 11:00 pm
Storm watched as the order senshi had given the other guy a chance, but it seemed like he wasn't about to turn tail and run.
Fred and Sid both were on his heels though, as Storm was looking for something worth fighting these two with; he didn't want to use his attack on civilians. This wasn't a time nor place to use it.
Instead he finally located an old broom handle. Storm looked from Fred to Sid trying to think for a second; and when he looked back to judge the distance of the broom handle he got bum rushed by Sid. "Hey!" He yelped tucking into a roll forward from the sheer shock that he'd just gotten surprised from the back. The only benefit was that it put him closer to his target. Until Fred aimed a kick towards the senshi's stomach.
"Woah," Storm tried to dodge but ended up kicked anyways loosing his breath again but as he rolled over he found himself near the trash cans just sitting at the mouth of the alleyway. He just had to get up to reach that broom handle. . . .
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 10:37 pm
If Antares knew what the guy was thinking she wouldn’t have even let him approach her let alone actually touch her. She had little tolerance for stupid people and even less for perves. But she didn’t know so she didn’t stop him when he came up and punched her in the stomach. It was a decent punch for a civilian, she had had worse though. Still, she bent over his strike, reaching out for the guy’s shirt like she was in pain. “Hope I didn’t hurt you too bad babe. Wouldn’t want to injure such a pretty face.” “Three things wrong with that punch,” Antares said almost casually as she dragged the boy a little bit closer. Her voice was ice cold and the guy gave an involuntary shudder before trying to pull from her grasp. “First was you didn’t take it seriously. Strike as if you only have one chance because Beau… that's all you had. Second, you should have gotten out of range as soon as you struck.” Her grip on him twisted slightly as she drove her knee into the juncture between his legs. It wasn’t as hard as she could do it but it was more than enough to leave the guy on the ground groaning in pain. He would be able to have kids again, eventually. “Third thing was… Don’t underestimate a pissed off female.” With distance she stepped over the prone boy and went to check on how the DMC was faring with the other two guys. Her gaze narrowed as she took in the situation. Two on one was totally unfair. If the dark senshi actually fought back properly it wouldn’t be bad since he was stronger and faster than civi’s but apparently the guy had no fighting experience. With a muttered curse she reached the trio and grabbed the first guy she could get her hands on. Her unfortunate opponent didn’t get more than a surprised ‘wha?’ out before she drove her fist into his stomach, much like Beau did to her but unlike her first opponent Antares’ punch was meant to take the guy out of the fight.
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