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 Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2017 7:58 pm
Having finished his homework assignments earlier, at least earlier than Terry had, Seung had gone out on his own to patrol. Not wanting to wait the squire of Ganymede had wanted to get out and get to wandering the city on the look out for anything which may need his help, while sort of hoping nothing cropped up. With how cold it was, and his lack of clothing, the squire had bundled up into a nice warm coat, he really hoped he gained a layer of clothing whenever he became a knight - he really was praying to his ancestors for this. It wasn't that he disliked his currant uniform, though a mouthful of feathers once or twice as a bit of an annoyance, it was just that it wasn't practical this time of year and became an issue.
Bundled up, nice and warm, the squire was wandering through one of Destiny Cities larger parks, hands stuffed into the pockets of his coat, as dark eyes glanced about in the hopes of seeing something...even though he sensed nothing at the moment.
So far things were safe and he was planning on pulling his cell phone out, he had it tucked into his pocket, and calling Terry to find out where he was and join him. It didn't matter if he was still home or out patrolling, he was getting bored in all honesty. Maybe he could call Fai as well, or maybe instead, and spend some time with the Chinese senshi and that would be good, they hadn't spent time together in awhile and it would be nice to see him. Hmm...decisions, decisions...
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2017 7:35 pm
Paracelsian had some energy collecting to do, and while he had snipped some from a few marks, he was going to need a little push to meet his quota. He wondered if he would find a diplomatic senshi like Kari from before, who would let him drain and then go on his way. As he made his way to a certain park, he felt a flicker of light in the distance... one that felt larger than him, somehow, and not quite like a senshi. This must have been a Knight aura, specifically a middle-ranking one. Being a rank above the lieutenant would be problematic if things escalated, but Paracelsian was going to try his best to keep things smooth. Once he got close enough, he spotted the Ganymede squire and gave him a look over. This was an interesting getup, definitely. But there was one point of interest in particular... "That's a new symbol," Paracelsian said as he approached, nodding in acknowledgement. "What planet are you a knight of?" A heart with a lightning bolt... that didn't match any planet he knew of.
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2017 7:25 pm
He had sensed them as they entered the park, and as they had come closer to his own signature, they had to have felt him as well. Why were they co,ing his way though? Either they were curious or they wanted to fight him, at least he figured it was one or the other. if they wanted a fight either they were that good...or they wanted to try and hope to at least injure him? He really wasn't sure but it was a bit of a surprise, though it also had Venice a bit on edge.
What he wasn't expecting was a Negaverse Lieutenant who looked something like a doctor, though the colors were all wrong. Not only that but they were asking what planet he was from? "Ganymede." Figuring what they meant, since he had been born here like everyone else. he was however a knight of Ganymede and he figured that's what they wanted to know.
"And you are?" He asked, accent heavy but his English was good - thankfully.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 11:59 am
Ganymede? Interesting. That was a Jupiter moon, wasn't it? Most Knights he had heard of were from the solar system, not some random planetary moon. That was something of an eye opener for Paracelsian; he didn't know that Knights could have such a variety. "I am Lieutenant Paracelsian," he answered simply. "And you are?" It was a semi-unintentional mimic on his part, but he was curious to get a name from the Squire. After that, however, he went right to business. "There are two ways this can go, Squire. You can donate some energy to me and I'll go on my way, or you can refuse and... well. I'm not about to just walk off from a Squire sighting in the field." A Squire was on the road to being dangerous, and while he didn't think he could defeat one, he thought he could at least rough him up a little, show him what happened if he didn't agree with the simpler path. It was risky, but it could also be worth some Negaverse street cred, or something.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 4:49 pm
That was a name he'd try and remember, incase it came up in the future. There was no way to tell who might get stronger, who might become a danger, the future was rather uncertain unfortunately. He'd let Terry, and his family, know about this Lieutenant once he got home so they could be on the lookout.
"Donate...no." Why would he donate his own energy? It wasn't that he figured it some painful thing, though maybe it was, it was simply that he wasn't going to willingly help the other side in whatever it used gathered energy for. Summoning his weapon into his hand, he still didn't consider it a weapon, he held onto it as he figured he might just have to use his magic in order to aid him in this fight, as he was sure a fight was about to break out. This Lieutenant didn't seem the sort to accept no for an answer - oh well. He would just have to deal with this, not something he was really opposed to.
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 4:14 pm
Well, that was straightforward. A simple, blunt "no." "Well then," Paracelsian said, feeling a little dumb now. He was hoping for a little more fanfare. Still, it looked like he'd have to attempt a tussle. That would be interesting. He pulled on his gloves, then said. "All right, let's do this quickly so we can both say we did our jobs." There was a small, awkward pause as he readied himself, and then with a grunt, he barreled forward, attempting to knock the Squire down.
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 4:34 pm
Oh! So this was going to turn into a fight...well he hadn't been expecting that, not at all really. Taken off guard, though really he should have expected it, the dark haired male found himself getting hit in the side as he was unable to avoid the other entirely.
Turning to face the Lieutenant, as he regained his balance due to stumbling a few steps, he pulled out his feather duster, oh how amusing he was sure this looked, and went to hit the other in the face with it. He could have used his magic, maybe even should have, he just didn't want to get to that right away...it seemed too much too soon? Like an escalation of things which wasn't needed...at least not yet.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 7:42 pm
The feather duster did indeed smack Paracelsian square in the face, giving him a mouthful of fluff. Paracelsian stumbled back, sputtering and trying to spit out remnants of feathers. He arched an eyebrow and mumbled a quick, "Better than a toothpaste tube," before taking a few steps back. He cocked his head, opened his hand, and summoned his silly little toothpaste tube. "See?" Granted, he wasn't sure if the Squire had heard the comment about the weapon, and if the Squire was actually up for continuing the fight, he would be open for a pummeling. Still, it seemed that the two had a common ground in unorthodox weapons. That, combined with having already started the fight, made Paracelsian want to call it off and just report the sighting to someone who could potentially handle him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2018 9:34 pm
A toothpaste tube...? Venice was about to question the other when he saw the summoned item. Really? What was the Negaverse thinking? At least his item could do something, even back when it had been smaller it had some use, but that...did it even have anything in it? He really felt bad for the other and he took a step back.
"You should go...no more taking energy tonight - just go." He couldn't insure that the other would go home, would stop gathering energy, but he hoped the other would. He hoped this one would realize there were those out here, tonight, who could and would fight him and would likely win. "It would not be fair to beat you like this." Even though his own weapon was not a weapon, it could be a lot better.
Sami-Fire I think you can close this with your next post.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2018 2:13 pm
When the Squire backed off, Paracelsian heaved a mental sigh of relief. It looked like his stupid little weapon was good for something, even if it probably got him judged and ridiculed. He doffed his cap as a thankful gesture before dismissing the tube of toothpaste. "How merciful of you. I guess I should thank you, so... thanks." He took a few steps back. "I can't promise that I won't report a Squire sighting around here. That's how it is, I'm afraid. You can give your friends a heads-up about the agent with the toothpaste tube if you think that's fair. Until we meet again, if we do." With that, Paracelsian took off. He'd gotten a little information from the encounter, namely that Knights of Ganymede existed, so that was good. He'd done his job as far as he was concerned. Someone else would have to look out for the Squire, and there was a question of whether the higher-ups would be understand of his avoiding battle with someone a rank higher than him. Hopefully it would work out. Hopefully.
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