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Captain Epidote’s head tilted as he watched the senshi down below with half-interest. He'd felt the youma’s presence nearby and had chased it down in hopes of swiping some of its well-earned energy (not that he couldn't get his own, of course, he was simply conserving his own by taking that of a mindless monster’s). Instead, he'd found some trussed up looking nerd trying to Rambo the crap out of the youma with a pipe.

A pipe.

This wasn't Left for Dead or some Resident Evil crap - didn't these asshats have magical powers to use against monsters? So why was this fool choosing to look extra stupid???

He frowned when the monster did get dusted. Dang it. So much for padding his quota numbers.

Dropping down to the sidewalk (and doing it extra cool-like, he'd totally been practicing his extra cool entrances okay), the tall blonde rose and straightened up his shoulders, gauntlet moving out in a very badass, totally intimidating way.

“I'd pick a better weapon, if I were you. After all, never know what sort of boss you're going to go up against next.”

Intro line: nailed it.

The insult made the grin on his face waver ever so lightly but Epidote was saving the best for last. Or semi-last, because the best moment would come when he kicked this kid's a**.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," his voice held a sing-song tune to it as his gauntlet was raised. One press of the button had the blade sliding out with a gratifying schhhhtick sound and then it was raised, offered in display for the punk-a** kid to get a good view of. "But then again, you probably should have thought about pussying out before you threw shade."

With that (and a wicked grin to boot because it was perfect timing for a wicked grin), the Negaverse Captain launched himself at his pipe-wielding nemesis for the night.

"Leaving so soon?"

His turn around was bowed out, the Captain keeping his blade at a far distance (he learned that lesson the hard way when dealing with unruly senshi, Sedna). Eyes remained narrowed as he sneered, stepping forward to close in the distance that the other man was creating between them.

The stupidly dressed guy grabbed one of the dented trash cans from alongside the wall and Epidote found himself snorting aloud.

"A pipe and a trash can. Don't think you're upgrading there, man."

And then - Epidote was gone.

Moments later, the sound of boots scraping against the sidewalk gave away the fact the Captain had used a good portion of his energy to teleport behind the page, moving to strike out at him again.

The grin slipped away from his face just as quickly as the young man slipped out of his view. The blade swung hard and fast, cutting into nothing and sending the blonde Captain off balance.

"Shi--"

The stumble wasn't hard enough to miss the counter-attack, the pipe making contact with his left kneecap and sending the teenager into a loud, anguished yelp at the burst of pain that came with the connection of metal to leg.

"You ********," he growled, grimacing as he didn't seem too concerned with the crashing trashcan or the fact he was caught off balance thanks to the blow. "That HURT!!"

Falling forward, his arms extended out to catch himself on the closest object - namely, the goody two-shoed knight in front of him.

No.

NO.

He held his knee up and rocked slightly, trying to cope with the searing pain still wracking his lower extremity. It hurt, it hurt almost as bad as stabbing himself did but at least this time he didn't have himself to blame for the pain. Watching the twerp make a dash for it had him yelling loudly. <******** you. No - no - you're the one running away like a p***y!!!"

The page wasn't turning around, which only infuriated the captain even more whose face and voice soon found itself lost in the growing distance between them, an equally venomous, "No, BYE FELICIA TO YOU" ringing through the streets after him.