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 Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2021 8:14 pm
Prompt A viral video: a security camera aimed at a door in a back alleyway. A dark-clothed figure looks like they are trying to break in. It’s almost comical in how desperately they are yanking on the door, and then, in a fit of rage, they take a step back and their hood falls off. The face is obscure and impossible to make out, and suddenly it looks like a lizard person. They attack the door once more and then scramble off with an over-exaggerated run. Is this it, real proof of an actual lizard person?? Is it a youma? The internet says it’s a hoax, and it’s hard to take it seriously anyway, even if there is something strange about it. It’s become something of a local joke; people have made memes about it and are dressing up as lizards and posing in similar alleys. And yet, there have been a string of attempted break-ins, with strange claw marks around the door handles.
None of this 'attempted" nonsense! If his youma wanted to get something, he knew dang well that the little lad would get it done!
And tonight, well, Fettelite would do everything he could to stop this nonsense once and for all! It didn't take long at all to sneak up on one of those damned bloggers in a lizard costume doing who knows what in a back alley.
It also didn't take long at all for the Captain to give them a right ol' bonk on the noggin and drain them dry of their energy. It was safe enough out here, except for him.
"Silly Teenagers... What did they think would happen?" He muttered to himself, tucking away his ball of energy while propping the person up in a corner. "They need to stop copying things they see on the internet!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2021 10:06 pm
Fólkvangr could feel the aura of a Captain, and she frowned unhappily.
Ugh, she hadn't yet interacted with an officer since her purification. Would anyone even recognize her? Probably not, she had been very alone when she purified. Most of the people she had known were gone before she left. So this would be a stranger, who would only know a Squire, and as she stepped into the alley, taking in the unfamiliar man in front of her, she sighed, softly.
"Are you sure you want to do that?" She asked, idly, fluttering her fan.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2021 11:39 pm
Fettelite felt that tell-tale sign of an Order person quickly approaching, too fast for him to get away reasonably. Welp… He knew this song and dance all too well.
“It’s a little late for that, Miss.” He sighed, giving up on propping the kid I properly and simply letting him slouch against the wall. “And besides, he was skulking about back here. In this city. You’d think he’d know better.”
It was hard to take any sort of kid in a costume like that seriously… And the same went for the lady in the semi-revealing outfit. It was October after all, and the air was more than a little chilly at night.
“I mean, I was juuuust on my way out, if you wanna hang out with him til he wakes up. But then again, he’s one of them influencer types I think. He’s bound to be kinda creepy, don’cha think?”
Noir Songbird Oop, my bad, Fettel is a Captain. XD Finally updated his profile today.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2021 11:47 pm
"Oh, I don't think it is," Fólkvangr said, and she smiled in a thoroughly poisonous way, striding closer to the Captain with an air of smug amusement. "Because I know you're carrying his energy, and I'll bet I can make you give it back."
She glanced down at the unconscious body. Sure, he was probably the type she'd have picked on in her days as an officer. But that didn't make this any more right.
"Beside,s you hardly know him. All you know is that he was out here, chasing a trend. And for all you know, I'm one of those influencer types in my off hours." She wasn't, but she didn't hate the idea. "Anyway, I take offense to you devaluing his life and safety just because you don't like his job."
She would have to be careful, and wait for the moment when her magic would be most useful. Or perhaps she'd just throw him around, show off some of the physical skills she still retained.Kapoodles i swear i read and processed captain and then i somehow typed lieutenant dlkdfgm FIXED LAST POST
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2021 11:57 pm
Something about this miss’s smile felt… Uncomfortable. Like in the same way he felt uncomfortable when one of those more ferocious youma he had come to know came a little too close and started drooling nearby. Like… A creepy predator who he needed to shoo back. But he didn’t really want to bother with a fight right away
“I mean, you say that, but technically I don’t know you either. You’re uh… Kinda creepy, miss. You talk like a pervert.” Fettelite confessed, stepping back just a bit and holding his hands up in an x across his chest.
“It’s not about the job but you know… Early twenties male influencers got a bad reputation already. Creeping in an alley isn’t doing him any favors… But I gotta say, you’re plenty pretty, in that sorta ‘I’m dressing like a person going to a costume party’ kinda way. I bet you have alot of followers.” Despite his retreat, he didn’t exactly seem to fear here. No, she really did seem kinda… Creepy.
“Now how about we just, uh.. Let this dude sleep and I’ll be out and about on my way, hmm?”
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 12:21 am
"That's cute of you to say," Fólkvangr said, "but which one of us drained someone to unconsciousness and was going to leave him like trash in a back alley where anything could happen to him, hmm?" She regarded him, putting a hand on her hip and continuing to flutter her fan in front of her face.
"And see, here's the point where we reach an impasse. Because I appreciate that you think I'm pretty? But I can't just let you walk away after draining someone." Was this hypocritical of her? Probably, but whatever. "So. Give that boy his energy back, or I'll make you give it back. It really is simple, Captain."
He would probably underestimate her. Good. Let him think she was all tits and a** and no skills, and she'd be at an advantage.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 12:22 am
”I suppose it won’t help to say I was gonna wait nearby until he woke up, would it?” What more could he say to this lady anyway? She seemed pretty darned intent on trying to pick a fight. And he had learned some time ago there just wasn’t any reasoning to what these people said or did sometimes. They just didn’t listen.
And unfortunately for the Squire, pretty or not, he did not get easily distracted by physical appearances. Not unless they had something cool, like… A pet dog or something.
No pet dog, no distractions!
Instead, he gave a slight shrug and summoned his hammer to his awaiting palm.
“Are we really going to do this, Miss? I got a youma I gotta feed back home, and I’d really rather not explain why his burger came with a side of fluffy feathers.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 12:34 am
"I don't believe you," Fólkvangr said bluntly. It was a simple as that; she couldn't believe that this Captain had those kinds of intentions. So many officers thought they were doing the right thing, no matter how much harm their actions did. "But that's sweet, if you really meant to."
No more time to chat, no more point in hesitating. She snapped her fan closed, darted forward, and swung her foot out, aiming to sweep his legs out from under him. If she could get him pinned, she would be in a much better position to make demands. If not, she might still do some damage knocking him around.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 12:35 am
Again, Fettelite shrugged. No harm in trying to convince her. But it was clear that SHE was going to attempt harm.
“W-woah!” Now, Fettelite was very much NOT the most combat experienced Captain out there, especially since 80% of his battles were fought with his youma by his side. But he was somewhat adept at catching himself while falling, turning that tumble into a more of a roll, using the head of his hammer to swing back around with his own kick, aimed at her bum.
“OOh! You see that! You attacked first, not me!” He huffed as he stumbled away back properly on his feet. “And here you White Mooners always talk about peace and what not, but I swear, every time I’m attacked, ya’ll do it first!”
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 12:52 am
"I never said anything about peace," Fólkvangr said, and she moved forward, pressing the attack with a kick swung for his side. "Because, see, I used to be an officer like you, which means I know enough about the Negaverse to know that sometimes, violence is the only answer."
It was true; she'd needed it, before, to get her to back off from a draining victim.
"Other people might preach peace, but I know this is a war, and we're not going to get anywhere by playing nice with monsters who use the people of this city as cattle for energy draining."
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 1:05 am
”Ooof!” This time the kick made contact, and Fettelite forced himself to teleport behind the woman, swinging his hammer hard across the small of her back. Hopefully, he wouldn’t hurt her too much, but at the same time, he wasn’t about to just let her go like this just to hurt some other, weaker officer out there!
“You think I don’t know that?! You really think beating down people like this is gonna change anything?! No, change comes from the inside! You might some…. Some *turncoat* who went off on their own and ran away from a problem, but I have to stay here! Someone needs to fix things, to make them better, and it’s not going to be a coward like you!” This time, his attack did not relent. He swung his hammer time and time again at her, cracks forming along the pavement each time he missed her. Even now, in his mind, he didn’t want to hurt her, but to stop her from doing anything else.
And… Truly, he knew far too well what a coward looked like. After all, he was one himself for far too long.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 1:12 am
Teleportation. Something she'd given up when she purified, along with the ability to steal energy and starseeds. It was the only one of those three that she missed, and moments like this--where she barely had a moment to react to him vanishing behind her, and she certainly couldn't get out of the way of the hammer--were why.
Granted, there were other, pettier times, too, but this was the big stuff.
She was quick on her feet, now that she knew where the strikes were coming from, and she glanced at the civilian--and she inhaled, sharply, and made a run to move past the Captian so she could start drawing him away form his poor, unconscious target. At least he was focused on her now.
"You're a deluded idiot," she said, coldly, "if you think you can change the Negaverse from the inside. Chaos breaks people, it crushes them, crumbles them up and spits them out, and you can call me a coward all you want, but I know that the real cowardly thing would have been to stay and convince myself that I could somehow fix the machine that destroyed everyone I ever loved."
There was poison in her voice, contempt and rage dripping from every word.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 1:21 am
One particularly hard smash of his hammer got it stuck rather deeply into the pavement, so his onslaught paused. And with it, his pursuit of the lady before him.
Maybe, if this had come a year or so before, he’d be crying, begging for his freedom and to leave this wretched organization. But there was way too much at stake not to just let it go.
“You know, you say all that, but you’re not crushed. And probably weren’t crushed when you left either. Cuz you know, you had the capacity to say “I want out”. Yeah, I still think you’re a coward for running away from your problems, but you weren’t stupid.” He summoned his weapon back to his hand, freeing it from it’s asphalt prison, and stepping back just far enough to give her the opportunity to run, if she wanted to keep going that way.
“I don’t know you and your suffering, and you uh… You really don’t know mine. Let’s just… Agree to disagree. Because I don’t know what you really expect to get out of tonight. You gonna kill me? Or you just gonna try to beat me up til you get some energy back? Cuz by the time this is over, he’s just gonna wake up and the next thing you know, he’s recording with his camera and your face is gonna be all out there.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 1:27 am
Fólkvangr could not help but believe that this Captain was an utter fool. Clearly, the Negaverse still had its claws deep in him, and there was only so much she would be able to do. You couldn't help someone who was convinced they didn't need it, after all.
And it wasn't like she was some amazing ambassador for purification, anyway. She still had far too much anger in her heart for that.
"You're right about one thing, Captain. You don't know me at all. And I don't know you, but I've known plenty of people just like you." She fixed him with a frosty stare. "But sure, why don't we part here. I make it a policy not to kill people too blinded by Chaos to see how wrong they are."
He'd given her space to run, and while she hadn't accomplished what she'd wanted, at least she'd managed something. And she'd remember his face, certainly.
Next time, she would be more prepared.
For now, though, she bounced up onto a nearby fire escape, and then onto a roof. She couldn't teleport, but she could run, and that was the wisest course eof action here, she was pretty sure.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2021 1:37 am
”Well, I wish them and all the rest, including you, the best of luck. … Not in the killing part, but you know. I hope you can find your happiness wherever it takes you, coward or not.” … Thank GOODNESS she was leaving. She couldn’t see it under his gloves, his his knuckles were near white from how hard he had gripped his hammer before.
Stubbornness told him he shouldn’t run, even if all sense told him he probably should. He would very much be the first to admit he was kinda soft for this sort of thing.
That was the main reason why he never left home without his beloved Youma by his side.
But there she went, over the fire escape and far away…
Fettelite would keep doing what he said he would, lingering nearby until that stupid teenager woke up and stumbled out the alley and back into the light of the street. Once safe and sound, well, that was plenty of action for one day. It was time to go home and tell Shoal all about it!
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