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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 11:31 am
Mithra watched silently as her new and improved wraith drained the a**hole who she had seen catcall a couple of teenagers earlier. Apparently, like her, the teenagers had been out doing some shopping, about the only thing one could do in the ridiculously cold weather that they were going through right now, when a completely sober guy decided that he would follow the teens for a bit and making suggestion at them. Mithra had been on her way home from the gym, the only thing she could force herself to continue to do in this cold weather, when she had seen the man harassing the teens. She had been able to distract him away from them into an alley nearby where she immediately transformed, not caring if the man saw, and then proceeded to kick him in the face with her heeled boot. Sure, it didn’t have the stabbing aspect, but it was good enough for a swift kick, and the guy immediately fell down unconscious. And of course, since she wanted to be a good Dark Mirror Senshi, especially now that she had been upgraded, she had sent out her wraith to drain the guy. She had been surprised at the upgrade, but had been eager, glad that she had been able to prove herself enough to earn it. Although it meant going out into the cold a bit more now, if she ran into a**holes like this guy, then she would have her quotas filled up in no time!
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 12:06 pm
Not unlike the female, not that he knew it, Venice had also been on the way home from the gym. It was one of the places he went to keep in shape, the other being the dojo he went for hopkido lessons. Tonight wasn't a night for martial arts though and so it was a gym night, something to do since this semester he had taken off from university.
Having decided he wanted to get home, to take a shower, he'd powered up in order to get home faster. Not wanting to remain outside in the chill while still hot from the work out - didn't make for a good combination in his opinion.
Powered up though meant he could sense others and it meant he picked up on the chaotic aurora of...dark mirror? It wasn't a negaverse officer and it didn't feel like a corrupted senshi either. That left one other option really.
Heading in that direction he didn't call out to the owner till he was closer. "I can sense you."
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 12:36 pm
Mithra was taken out of her thoughts of possibly rummaging through the man’s wallet and tossing whatever important personal items he had on there on the ground and possibly kicking him again for good measure, when she felt the aura of an order… knight maybe? coming to her. It didn’t feel… that powerful, which meant it probably wasn’t a knight, and it didn't feel weaker than her... it must be a squire. It would be the first time fighting one since she was upgraded, and she at least felt like she could win this time. She sighed, directing the wraith off the man, and waited until she could see the page. His outfit was… interesting. Though it seemed for the both of them that neither of their outfits was good for this cold weather. She sighed, slightly annoyed that there was someone from the White Moon here. “Well, I’m here if you want to tussle a bit or something.” She felt confident that the page couldn’t kill her at least. “Though I’m already done with my draining. Honestly, you guys should consider it a public service when I drain a**-holes like this guy.” She kept her eye out though, just in case the page decided to attack without some more dialogue exchanged.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 1:06 pm
Tussle...? That wasn't a term he'd ever heard before. But he figured he had the basic idea for what it meant, he'd ask Terry about it later. He figured she meant fight...and sadly he was ready for it, not that he wanted a fight. He figured by her words, and attitude, that there was no avoiding a fight between them.
"Service?" Why was it a service, or why should it be? It didn't matter if someone was an a*****e, even though he didn't know what made this guy an a*****e, there was still no reason to go attacking people. "till not a reason to attack someone...or wraith attacking them." People could be dealt with, bad people, in other ways. Since this was going to be a fight, he doubted there was a way around it, he settled himself into a defensive stance.
After this he was going to, without a doubt, need a shower. He might not smell of sweat, he never did no matter how much he sweat, but he was going to need a bath for sure when he got home. "No more hurting people tonight...can't let you."
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 1:18 pm
Mithra sighed and shook her head. This guy was clearly a man. They didn't know what it was like to be a woman, always having to look over their shoulder, all of their words guarded so as to not anger any men in their lives in case the man decided to get violent. She could just imagine if those teenagers had said something to the man about him bothering them. She had found a gun on his person, which she had emptied and threw in a trash can. She doubted it would have ended well. She probably stopped a rape and maybe even a murder tonight and yet she was being preached to, being told that there was no reason to attack the man. This person will never understand. She thought, deciding not to bother with a reply to his preaching. Instead, she pointed toward the squire, and said, "get him" to her wraith. If the squire got past it, then she would use her magic on him. She loved the fact that she had super punches as her magic. It felt good when her fist connected with an opponent. Her wraith silently headed her command, and went toward the squire.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 1:52 pm
Great..a wraith. He'd yet to deal with one of them coming at him to attack, so this was a bit new. He sort of doubted his magic could do anything, considering the wraith reminded him of a moving shadow. His magic however might work...he really wasn't sure. It was, however, worth trying. There was really no harm in doing so.
That in mind he summoned his weapon, he really hoped he got something better than a feather duster as a knight, and focused his energy through it. He figured she was also close enough to possibly get hit by it also. Maybe it would handle both her and the wraith..at least for a few seconds.
"Can't fight me, have to send wraith instead?" He knew he was poking at her when he perhaps shouldn't. But really for how bold she had seemed, how confident, she was sending a shadow of sorts to handle him for her. Why?
SSBrosB Squire: The handle of the weapon has become more ornate and the feathers longer. Nothing too major as far as changes go really. The magic however has now come in to play. At this point when the feather "tool" is waved those who are around Venice (in and 8' radius) will find themselves trapped within the illusion of a grand ball, everything over the top and not a single thing spared. Every hedonistic, over indulgent, thing which could be envisioned would be possible within this illusion. This attack would hit any characters within an eight foot radius of Venice and last for 30 seconds. The spell can be broken by a strong will, a shock to the system caused by something within the illusion happening, or if Venice is attacked or in someway breaks his focus. *Note: As told by the staff - keep it pg-13 on what your character sees when describing it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 4:34 pm
Mithra shrugged. "I have it, might as well use it, right?" She didn't use her wraith that often, but it was nice to have. She was surprised when the squire summoned his 'weapon'. She knew that they didn't get anything amazing but... what could a feather duster do? However, she knew soon enough what the squire's magic was and when she looked around she was surrounded by what seemed to be an extremely extravagant ball going on. She quickly looked down at herself and made a face when she saw the 'dress' that she was in. She was pretty sure it was just a pile of lace. While some people might actually like such a thing, she was mostly grossed out. Dresses were not for her. And so, she rushed towards him, not knowing where her wraith was, and said, "Shrimp Super Punch!" and sent a fist flying towards the direction she thought she had remembered being in, facing Venice, hoping that she would hit. However, she yelled at her wraith, hoping that it could hear her. "Go after him already! Attack him!" She didn't know how long the illusion would last, and she wanted to make sure that her wraith would keep the squire occupied until it was over. Sleet Tempest Snape Shrimp Super Punch
Mtihra puts out one of her fists as if she were to punch someone. This creates an air attack that, if it hits, makes the target feel as though they have been punched. She can throw out 1 punch per 5 seconds and lasts 20 seconds (she can only get 4 punches in pretty much).
They are non-lethal and non-maiming though they hurt quite a bit and can knock them back 7 feet at most. Opponents must also be within 3 feet of her otherwise the spell does not effect them. Can only hit one opponent at a time.
Effect that happens is light emits when she throws out her punches from her gloves. Can turn slowly in a circle to change direction.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 5:04 pm
While she had been off it was only just by a bit. She wouldn't hit his face, if she'd been intending to hit him there, but she did get his shoulder with her magical punch. He was glad, in fact, she didn't get his face considering the force at which she hit him with and how many times she hit him and in rapid succession. Back stepping, as he was pushed back, he landed on his a** on the ground. His feather duster falling from his hands, he knew his magic would be broken and him there on the ground starting at her with wide eyes. He didn't know how she had hit him but she had, just luck perhaps? It had to have been, he knew his magic had been working on her.
So how was he sporting a throbbing shoulder, which honestly felt like it had been dislocated, and sitting on the ground staring up at her. Speaking of his shoulder - s**t did it hurt. It throbbed in time with his hearts beats and he felt like his arm was just dead weight and couldn't' move, lovely.
Slowly picking himself up, grabbing his weapon as he stood up, he went to smack her wraith as it came at him. Then moved towards her and went to hit her with the end of it, so he was gripping the feathers tightly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 5:16 pm
The illusion went away almost immediately and Mithra breathed a sigh of relief. That place was scary! However, it seemed that she had hit the squire, as he was on the ground, and the wraith was at him, now trying to suck off some energy. Mithra frowned as she looked at the squire. "Interesting magic." She said, though she was glad that it was over and that she had landed a hit. She could have been hitting one of the walls in the alley for all she knew, but she supposed she had a good sense of direction. The squire picked himself up, and managed to smack her wraith and the wraith wobbled a bit, looking like it was cracked a bit. She knew that she couldn't let it get hit again otherwise, so she sent it away. But while doing so, she didn't see the hard end of the feather duster coming towards her, and it managed to hit her quite hard on her shoulder. She cursed and glared at him. That was going to leave quite the bruise. Did he really just hit her with that. "Seriously?" She asked, before sending another punch at his face, though this time it was an unpowered one.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 5:28 pm
"All I have for weapon. You have magic, I do too." But not as much as her. "And this." Which didn't look like much, and normally it wasn't, but he could use it to do something. The real weapon, as he was discovering, was something else on his person.
The punch to the face, as he saw it coming, was blocked with one arm while he swung with the other. Using the metal gauntlet on his arm as a weapon - since it worked well as one. He knew it wasn't meant to be a weapon, it was protection, but whoever said he couldn't use it as a weapon? He got luck and had armor, light as it was, when he remembered the other Ganymede knights had none...although that other knight had a hell of a weapon....he hoped he got something good - he really did.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 6:49 pm
Mithra let out a growl as he blocked her arm with his and swung with his other. She managed to block it by hitting it with her own arm, and then while it was still out, she threw out another punch, this time aimed at the shoulder she thought she saw him clutching earlier. If what she saw was correct, then it was injured, and she could use it to her advantage. She didn't really like to hurt people that much, but when it was a fight like this, a fight that meant something, then she wasn't above cheap shots.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 7:12 pm
She was, unluckily for him, accurate in which shoulder she had injured and decided to hit once again. Already his shoulder was hurting, a deep throbbing leaving his arm rather useless. Just getting it up to block that blow had been alot. He honestly figured he just managed to get it up via sheer force of will and biting back the pain, how else he'd managed it he didn't know.
The punch she sent though to his shoulder was, unfortunately, unavoidable for him and it hit and it hit hard. His shoulder, already injured, didn't handle the hit well at all...actually it was the total opposite. The sound which passed his lips was indication enough, if not him stepping back and holding his shoulder with his good hand.
He didn't want to back down but he really was at a disadvantage, one arm out of commission right now and definitely dead feeling at his side. He could call for back up but he knew that would take time, and leave him open in the meantime, so it was against is better judgement that he did have to take several steps back as he made his exit. keeping his eyes on the dark mirror senshi.
He'd be passing the word on to his family about this one, wanting to keep them safe.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 7:24 pm
Mithra was glad when her punch hit his shoulder, and from his reaction, she had been correct in which shoulder was injured. She watched him as he ran off though, since she wasn't someone who would chase after someone like that. After all, they just thought she was draining some guy, it's not like he was fighting her just because. She looked back at the man, who seemed to still be unconscious. It was an unusually warm night for February, so she was confident that the man would survive. She may have hated the guy, but that didn't mean she wanted him to die. She sighed, and started on her way back to her apartment, hoping that she would get plenty of sleep that night, since her lessons started again the next morning.
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