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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2019 8:51 pm
Super Sailor Sinistra was feeling more confident than usual. Maybe that was actually something to worry about, as it meant she was lacking her usual caution, but for once she was not feeling like she was on the brink of panic. She was in control, learning and understanding more and more about herself and her namesake, even if she had not yet managed an actual trip to the world of Sinistra.
She had visited other places, Wonders and Stars, and they were not only enlightening, but exciting. She was making friends, real connections, which was more than she had ever accomplished in her civilian life so far. She was, in a way, a much better senshi than she had ever been a teenager.
Maybe that was a sad thing to admit, but at the moment she did not think so. In fact, it was the most proud she had ever felt.
Sitting on the top of a grocery outlet, she looked out over the parking lot. It was empty save two cars, presumably employees still inside the store despite how late it was. Or maybe the cars had been abandoned there. Either way, there was really not a lot of patrolling being done in this particular area.
But when those possible employees of this store did finish their hypothetical shift, at least they would have a safe walk to their cars. Sinistra was happy to sit in quiet, anyway, and think over her last few encounters. It had been so long since she actually ran into trouble, she did not have her guard up quite as high as it probably should have been.
It was a little too easy to get comfortable.
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2019 10:04 pm
Being a part of the general operations branch of the Negaverse entailed a few things that were, to put it mildly, pedantic. Like, there were literally quotas that got measured by some arcane Mauvian-made technical device to make sure you'd managed to siphon x amount of energy per bloody year of service or some sodding data point or other that only Her Bleeding Majesty and Metallia got to know about.
Granted, she didn't worry about that overmuch. She'd been blessed with some very lax attention and requirements and practically coasted for the bulk of her year and a half in service with some notable exceptions. The Lemon b*****d was the bane of her existence, though that tosser didn't often bother her anymore, thank the sodding Queen.
Still, one didn't want to malinger too much, lest that lovely lack of attention become all the attention, of the negative sort; thus Mab doing her quotas even if they were a boor. Occasionally the monotony could be broken up by baiting little senshi from the other teams, which...it seemed she was going to have an opportunity this eve. An Order aura, clean and grating all up against her nerves like teeth on baking foil.
The heavy satin of her skirt swished a she lept, elegant and powerful onto the roof of a bus shelter, then atop an adjacent building facade, finally coming to land some distance from a witchy looking gal in a pointy hat. The corrupt's make-up was dramatic, smokey eyes and blood red lips, and the voice that came from between the plush slash of red was a husky tenor. "My, my my...what have we here?"
"A little lost lamb, wanting a quiet evening." Mab let loose a husky, chuckle, squaring her shoulders and lifting perfectly painted nails in Sinistra's direction with malevolent intent. "Unfortunate, but now, shall you deal with me, O senshi-" She paused and drew up her magic, allowing the flickering green and black to envelope her like witch light, "--and all the powers of hell!"
Magic let loose with wicked laughter and the cry of activation, "Mystic Spindle!"Lithiasaur Mab is trash and starts this out #right Attacc: Three (3) large-sized glowing spindles form from swirling green-and-black magic before flying at the enemy; the attack feels like a solid punch wherever it strikes and can potentially knock back the opponent. Further damage as ‘flavor’ text is possible per player wishes: tearing, shredding, scarring, etc. - at worst it's like having a non-critical body part caught in an small explosion's shrapnel. Per BSSM canon, this attack can be used two (2) times per battle.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2019 1:18 pm
Good HEAVENS. Sinistra was not expecting the sudden company, and was certainly not expecting the attack that immediately followed the arrival of the corrupt senshi. The most terrifying of enemies at the best of time, with their oppressive aura and constant reminder of what could happen if she were to get caught by someone looking to corrupt her own starseed, Sinistra could not help the startled yelp and the awkward backward stumble as she hurried to her feet. She very nearly fell off the roof of the grocery outlet. That nearly was quickly pushed, literally, toward a confirmation as a very painful magical attack slammed into her. She curled her body, the spindle striking her upper shoulder because of the defensive coil and slicing the skin there with enough force behind it to throw her offer the roof entirely. At least the other two missed her because of it. It was hard to think of the upside, though, as she plummeted to the parking lot and landed hard on her back on top of a shopping cart. She slid into the basket, groaning in pain and taking a long moment to try and figure out where she was and what was happening. Just who the hell was that?! Not doubting the corrupt would come down to finish the job, Sinistra did her best to free herself from the small, rolling cage she'd managed to get stuck in before that happened. She was not about to make things easier for the evil agent of chaos, if she could help it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 01, 2019 6:14 pm
It seemed, at least to Mab, that the little witch might lose her hat. Or her head, just falling over. Either was fine with her, and in the end the corrupt's magic sent her opponent off the roof; unfortunately only one part of her attack struck because of it, but one was better than none, now wasn't it?
Plus, the girl had gone arse over teakettle onto a shopping trolley, from the sounds of things, which was all grand for Mab - easy pickings, and all that.
Mab set after Sinistra, leaping neatly down after the Order senshi and landing with all the style that the other's swift descent had not afforded her. White and green striped tights looked worse for the wear after having taken Mab's attack and fought to be free of the trolley, and her jaunty witches' hat seemed much less jaunty. "Oh precious, I'm going to have such fun breaking you."
"Unless, of course, you want to join us. Then I'm sure Metallia would want me to take it easy on you." The corrupt smiled, perfectly painted lips curving into a knowing smile.
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2019 10:12 am
Sinistra tried to hide the tears in her eyes as she got herself out of the shopping cart and back to her feet. She found she could not quite stand upright, hurting too much and still very dazed from the way she had fallen. Or maybe it was the landing. Either way, she had a lot of ground to make up.
"I would never join the likes of you!" She cried, her face bright red and her eyebrows furrowed in anger and, mostly, embarrassment. She hated making a fool of herself in public, and that was one of the most embarrassing things she had ever endured. And in front of someone that was so confident and powerful and beautiful! It was barely something she could bear.
Or maybe too much to bear.
"SONIC BROOM!"
She called to her hand a very typical looking broom, except that it was made of pure magical energy and lacked a solid state. It glowed a bright green that shifted into yellow and back again, and she held on to it with both hands. She clenched her hands around it, knuckles white, and swung it with as much force as she could in an under hand swing.
All of the dust and litter on the ground came up with the strong magical wind the brush kicked up. She wanted to knock the woman off her feet, or at least stumble her enough to get a good attack in. She had to remember everything Merlinite and Camelot taught her about fighting, but damn it, she was determined now.Quote: Both for reference: Sailor Scout Attack: Clean Sweep! Sailor Sinistra can summon an old looking broom and with a quick sweeping gesture, send a gust of wind at her enemies to knock them off their feet. She can use this skill once a battle, and the broom cannot be used as a weapon or anything tangible. It lasts as long as it takes her to make the sweeping motion, though if she takes longer than half a minute to do so, the broom fades without her using the attack, and she cannot try again until she rests/the next battle. Super Sailor Scout Attack: Sonic Broom! The gust of wind from her broom, now a more modern style one, is stronger in force and she has a full minute to use her attack after summoning the broom to her hand. She can also use this and her first stage attack once each in a battle. Nothing else really changes in her ability.
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