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 Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 7:57 pm
Perhaps Mithra had been a little too enthusiastic with what she was doing. So far every day she had managed to do some draining. Though, part of the reason it was so easy was idiot guys running their mouth off at her, and the fact that it was just so nice outside at night that it was a lot easier to go out and drain now than it would have been in the winter. She would have to figure out how to work through that, after all her outfit didn't cover everything and was pretty thin. Maybe she could wear a sweater?
Anyway, that's why, once again, she was out draining tonight, though this time it had been a couple of thugs who had, which she secretly laughed about, pushed her into an alley and tried to steal her purse and probably other stuff. So when she had been able to power up and punch them unconscious, she felt pretty good.
However, she felt something, an aura from the what she had been able to gain in detecting others and the little information she had, that made her turn her head. It was definitely not a friendly aura, and it concerned her. Could it be one of those "White Moon" senshi she had been told about? She tried to figure out if she should stay or go, but ultimately decided that she what was causing the aura, even if that meant getting attacked. She wanted to learn about these people herself.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2017 8:19 am
Anakeion would have thought, once upon a time, that more outfit would have been conductive to summertime. She would have been wrong. Sure, it helped with the modesty if she wasn't summarily flashing anyone who looked down at her, but a whole bunch of metal all over her torso - even if she had the undershirt, some fine material, she was no tailor so she had no idea what it was made out of - was not conductive to things like...not sweating? Her buns had gone frizzy, and even though it would have been a petulant waste of her time and trips, for a moment she genuinely contemplated heading off to her Wonder for the executive purpose of cooling off. Nah. Baddies to beat. "Stoppp killing people," came the groan as the Squire entered into the alleyway, her staff held in place behind her neck by her arms interlaced around each end. "You make my job so much harder. I wanted Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain this summer, not breaking your fingers and throwin' you in a trashcan, y'know?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2017 11:01 am
The aura was closer now, and Mithra looked around to see where it was coming from when she saw who had the aura and almost gave out a little yelp of concern. The poor girl looked terrible! Mithra was shocked at first, her mouth agape as she absent-mindedly kicked one of the thugs again. Sure, this girl was on the other side but... really! Mithra was worried for the woman! It took her a bit to say anything and by the time she did, she was almost mumbling it but managed to get out a, "I'm not killing these guys as much as I would want to considering they tried to steal my purse..." Before saying a bit louder, "Are you all right? You look terrible!" She said, concern lacing her voice. Though she made sure to be ready to fight just in case considering the woman was threatening her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2017 6:32 pm
"I'm wearing layers and metal in the ******** summer," Anakeion rolled her eyes, "so I'm going to take into account the fact you're cute and hope you're not stupid. Back away from the men." She shrugged, though, planting her staff firmly on the ground with one hand and wiping her brow with the other. "You're not a Nega. You new? Haven't seen your type patrollin' solo in a few weeks, and normally it's not ickle firsties like you."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2017 2:48 pm
Mithra shrugged her shoulders. At least the other was all right, though it didn't seem as though the woman was a senshi. She must have been one of those knights that Stacey had heard about. Mithra couldn't help but smirk a bit though. "Really, would have thought a woman would have appreciated two perverted thugs off the streets for the night." Though Mithra was a little annoyed that she hadn't been able to drain their energy yet. She shook her head at the other's question. "Dark Mirror Mithra, nice to meet you." She said, shrugging again. Seems they were both going to learn some things tonight. Quickly however Mithra summoned her Mirror Wraith. She had been in fights before, and she knew this was going to get ugly quickly. "You're right, I'm new, but I do have a duty I have to fulfill and perverted jerks make the best targets." She replied, moving herself into a better fighting position.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 2:11 pm
"There is - " Anakeion held her pointer finger and thumb half-an-inch apart - " this much difference between draining someone, draining someone to unconsciousness, n' draining them to death. And I don't care about what you guys want, y'know?" It was an over-exaggerated air of carelessness - if she'd had bubblegum, she would have popped it, head slung slightly to the side. "Ain't with us, then you're against us. Learn how t'break their fingers instead. They'll learn faster that way." She drummed her fingers against the grip of the staff, flipping it up to hold one end in each hand, and ice crackled-crept from under her palms to encase her forearms in it - frozen tight to the staff itself, glass catching refracted light from neon signs. "We don't have to fight, but hey, if you want to - it's your funeral."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 7:53 pm
As much as Mithra would have liked to get into a full out fight with this knight, she knew she was at a disadvantage. This knight wanted to fight and it wouldn't be fun either. The other was much more serious. Mithra liked to fight for fun or revenge, this knight seems to fight Dark Mirror because she hated the. "Breaking their fingers would be fun, but draining them helps me fulfill my duties." She replied, looking back at her mirror wraith and trying to decide if a battle with this knight would be worth it. Perhaps if they were on the same level she would have a chance but... the aura that the other was emitting seemed to be more powerful than she had encountered for a while... she didn't want to fight someone who was more powerful and wanting to possibly hurt her very seriously. "Well... I suppose I am done with these two. I can leave if you want, but if you do want a fight, I won't be afraid to defend myself."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 7:18 am
"Do I look," Anakeion said very pointedly, raising one purple eyebrow, "like I give more than half a s**t about your duties, okay. I'm more bothered with making sure creeps like this don't do it again." She pulled one hand away from the staff, slowly, flexing her fingers to get rid of the cold - and brought one head of the staff directly on one of the men's fingers. The sound he made was...unpleasant. Anakeion hefted her staff back over her shoulder and let the frost melt away, wiping her forehead with one cold palm. "Like, seriously, though? Shoo. I'm not gonna proselytize at you, and you don't look like you wanna fight me. Head home and think about what you're doing, and if you wanna take this risk again, because next time it might not be someone who lets you leave."
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 6:25 pm
Mithra mentally breathed a sigh of relief, though she wouldn't let it show on her face. "Well then... I'll take your words into consideration since you've been so nice to me tonight." No she wouldn't, but she had perfected the art of lying when it came to defending herself from those who would hurt her. However, she would make sure to try to be a bit faster next time. "Thanks for letting me go." She said, nodding before making sure she had everything with her and giving the other a wave before jumping away and powering down once she thought she was far enough and the knight hadn't followed her. Daekie All right, last post from me! Thanks for the rp!
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2017 1:46 pm
Anakeion didn't believe a word Mithra was saying, and her flat disbelief showed in the scrunch of her nose, the way her focus flickered up and down the other girl - but it was apparently good enough. "It's fine. Do physical harm to these kinda creeps before you drain 'em. They learn better." She watched Mithra go for half a second before vaulting to the top of the alleyway, to a nearby rooftop; it was an easy jump, even if her staff caught a stray roof tile and her knees scraped - it was fine. Nobody was dead. A couple of gross dudes were in pain. If she saw Mithra again, though, she'd have to make sure the lesson took that time.
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