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She didn’t need to have her hand held, not all the time anyway, this wasn’t her home world. This was Destiny City, where she had been born and grew up, she hadn’t as much to worry about here. Here she knew what was out there in the night, even if she knew it was dangerous, she wasn’t so sure about her own home world.

It was because she knew better here, in the city, that she didn’t go out with Kallichore tonight but rather on her own. The senshi of vampire’s moved from rooftop to rooftop. She had gotten better at jumping, and landing, in heels without landing on her face or in some way tripping and losing her balance. It wasn’t easy, not with her heels, but she had gotten better with help and time.

Her hair swayed and bounced with each move she made, especially her jumps and landings, the curls bouncing along against the side of her face. She would have prefered her hair be a bit less distracting, maybe behind her at least and not to the side? Oh well, nothing she had a say in, she was really hoping to at least get out tonight and do something - almost anything. She didn’t want to die or get too hurt, and upset Kallichore, but she was hoping tonight wouldn’t be a pointless night spent out doing nothing.


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Having been dispatched from his master, the tiger-like youma quickly sped to his target. It was a silent order but an order nonetheless. The signature was far away, but with his excellent sense of smell he knew exactly where the powered one was. With perfect reflexes, he jumped from roof to roof, sometimes rushing around the building as he tried to catch up with the girl. ‘This is ridiculous.’ He spoke to himself, rushing around the buildings and carefully finding his way back up to the roof. Why his Master had to start to far away was beyond him.

Once the youma was able to catch up to the Senshi, he stopped. His body moved low to the ground as his pupils went wide. The hair on his back turned into needles and stood up as he waited to see her next move. His long tongue licked around the fur of his snout, anticipating the taste of her. “Mmm..” He hummed delightfully.


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She had sensed the approaching youma, how could she not? She had not been able to tell just which direction it was coming in from, though she was able to guess it, and turned around to face towards the general direction she felt it coming in from.

Readying herself for the youma, unsure how big it would be or what it would be capable of, she was ready when it arrived. Standing with her heel covered feet spread apart in order to have better balance, her hands on her hips, she stared at the tiger like youma, cause those needles of fur were not normal.

“Well, this is an interesting night it seems.” Something she was certainly happy for.


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Of course he was easy to spot, it’s not as if his form gave him away.. His darkened colours did as well. He wasn’t well camouflaged in this area and couldn’t do much about it. As he stiffened and readied, the needles began to change colour and he let out a low growl. “Don’t fight and this will be much easier on you, girl.” He shifted his shoulders, slowly crawling towards the senshi. It wasn’t in his nature to surprise when there wasn’t a chance, he had already wasted it by not attacking immediately.

He didn’t care about her looks, or her stance.. Or even what she could potentially do to him. She was just another flesh bag. He suddenly let out a loud roar and the needles launched from his skin and homed in on the girl. Some were normal needles, others carried a p***k of energy poison. It was his way of weakening his enemy.


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Doing her best to dodge the needles which came flying her way, she had thought him more like a porcupine and that touching him would get her stuck, she found some ripping into her clothing and a few sticking and pricking at her skin. Cursing under her breath she tried to pull them out, not wanting them in her skin as they did hurt, he decided to return the favor with her own attack.

Her hands folded into her lap as she stood there before shifting a bit, her hands coming to look like she might scoop up water or something else. Her arms then moved as if making a splashing motion, words whispered too softly to hear, as she summoned her bats to drain the youma of some of it’s energy.


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The Youma cursed, none of the drain needles had connected. He would need to recharge again, and this meant moving from his spot. It was going to do no good being face to face with the enemy he was trying to defeat when he had no weapon of attack or defense. The tiger leapt up and around to the nearest ledge to out move her eye, he was face and hopefully faster than she could pick up.

His eyes didn’t move from her as she started her attack, with the spike in energy he began to realize what he was in for. This wasn’t going to be something easy, like he wanted. Before he could pull some of his needles back up to position he was hit with a few of the bats. Quickly they drained enough energy for him to have to reposition and start to recharge.

“Damn you.” He cursed and spat, rushing around the girl in a circle. Trying to charge himself back up. The youma would be ready for her next attack, he wouldn’t fall for that twice.


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She watched as the beastly youma cursed at her, as her attack struck, she saw her bats attacking and while some missed the mark others did not - good. She was happy to see some of them hit the mark, that was perfect, she knew it would drain some of the youmas energy and in the long run that would help her.

Watching as it started to run around her, unsure why it was doing such, she decided it best to put an end to it - if she could. Sticking out a foot she made to kick at the thing with one heeled shoe. “Not so fast.”


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No matter how ready he could have been for the girl, it was a misstep for him to let himself be tripped by the girl's foot. One paw over the other, he tripped and rolled off the edge. Hardly hanging by a large talon like claw, he roared as his fur needles shot from his back once more and into the air. This time was less accurate than the first, but still successful in launch. It would by him enough time to crawl back up.

The Youma swung himself up, his talk curling onto a pole but it seemed his mind was one step ahead of his body. He became stuck. He cursed at himself and tried to move himself around, using his claws as leverage.


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Needles sunk once more into skin, drawing pin pricks of blood, and causing more harm to the senshi as she stepped back to try and avoid some of the needles sailing her way like small arrows shot from a poorly aimed bow.

Some of them, unknown to her, drained some of her energy as well. She felt it but it was something she didn’t give much thought to - if any. Her main focus was the youma trying to get back onto the roof top, as it had fallen from the rooftop - poor thing. Approaching the youma she came up onto the roof's ledge and this time her heel was aimed for it’s head or face area - one hard kick.


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The Youma ignored everything as he tried to get up. He didn’t know where she was, nor did he know if his needles were affecting against her. If they were, he needed to get up and do something about it soon. Unfortunately, that time came to late as he looked up to see the Senshi standing above him. He opened his jaw to let out a roar, to hopefully frighten the girl but it had little to no effect. The girls heel connected with his forehead, going through his eye as he shouted in terror and pain. His muscles let go of all that he held onto and quickly he fell from the roof to the ground.

As soon as he hit the pavement, he shattered into dust.


”MLCV03”