Alkmene really was trying, even after what happened with Michel. He was mostly recovered, now, from the beating he'd taken, and that meant he was again willing to step into the city powered and patrol on his own for energy. He was, however, much more aware of what was going on around him--which meant that when he left his latest draining target in the back of an alley and felt the p***k of an Order aura nearby, he inhaled sharply and froze.
s**t, s**t, s**t.
This was at least someone on his level. Someone he could theoretically fight.
Quickly, he tucked away his energy orb, and looked around. Aura sense wasn't precise, so he knew they were nearby, but not exactly where.
Irritating.
Shanyume
Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2022 2:15 pm
After forty-five minutes of tailing an order signature that she thought belonged to her sister, Alcor, the Senshi of Heat finally threw her hands up in the air with an aggravatingly frustrated sound. Thankfully the snow was gone since she had stupidly left her blanket at home but still, with the uniform she wore, it was still butt freaking cold out.
“Where the hell are you?” One would think that after two months of not communicating that her twin would finally give in but here she was out on the streets alone trying to reconcile things to no avail. Absolutely irritating to be the only one trying to fix things.
“Fine…” Arms crossed over her chest in a child-like fashion, Eleonora huffed in exasperation. “If you want to play this bull s**t game of hide and seek then see if anyone else cares to come look for you.” Bitter and possessed by frustration, the pale-haired senshi hadn’t taken much notice that the signature she had been pursuing no longer felt the same.
It wasn’t that it had changed suddenly but rather than pursuing a light, it was almost as if a shadow had somehow snuck up upon her like a spider over a doorway where you know it’s there without having to look up. Oh crap at least the signature felt like it was a similar rank as her own instead of one belonging to a General like the one she shoved away from her sister when they were ambushed.
Alkmene took a breath. This was someone on his level, someone he might actually be able to fight--an opportunity for a real, legitimate win, and something he could take back and be proud of.
So.
"I know you're here, little Senshi, so why don't you come out and play, huh? I bet we could have a real fun time," his voice was light, amused, projecting a confidence he wasn't entirely sure he felt. There had been so much, of late, leaving him confused and off-balance, but this was something he could actually handle.
"I mean, you don't have to, if you're scared."
Shanyume
Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2022 2:59 pm
Eleonora let out an undignified snort, rolled her eyes and blatantly laughed in a mocking fashion. “That’s so cute. You wanna have fun with me? Fair warning though, mess with me right now and you will get burned.” Far from a threat, this was a promise and under her breath, she whispered her attack “Touch of Heat”.
Daring to approach, she walked towards the corrupt with a level of confidence she wasn’t quite sure where it came from, but she did not hesitate.
As a member of the Negaverse, he was either directly or indirectly responsible for the ambush, for nearly youmafying Alcor with their generators and corrupting herself and Athene. So even if by ‘fun’ he meant to genuinely have a good time, the actions were unforgivable and for that reason alone Eleonora wanted nothing more than to punch that confident smirk off that handsome face of his.
Noir Songbird
Sailor Scout Attack: Touch of Heat (no flame is involved) After calling out her attack, Sailor Alcorb (Eleonora) hands get very hot and take on a redish tint which lasts for 15 seconds. In order for this attack to be effective Sailor Alcorb (Elenora) must make physical contact with the opponent or object. Once contact is made the area begins to get hot at a rapid rate and burns will spread no more than 5" from where her hand is so long as she can maintain contact for 5 seconds. Effect wise against an oponent the area will take on what could be considered a really bad sun burn (like fell asleep on the beach) of pain/ discomfort, if contact is maintained for more than 5 seconds blisters may appear. Otherwise, if she is holding onto an object it might make it uncomfortably hot like removing a potato from the oven (depends on the objects material). The burn duration lasts for 20 seconds after contact is broken for the person to 'cool down' time may take longer depending on weather. Severity of the blisters TBD by the player. This attack can be summoned 3 times.
At least she was rising to the challenge. And she was a Senshi, which meant if his damn magic cooperated and went off as expected, he had a good chance of making her life way more inconvenient.
"Ooh, spicy," he said, and he dodged out of the way of her first punch, and called up his own magic with a wink.
"Envious Whisper," he breathed, and green sparkles flowed from his fingers towards her, and he let out a brief breath of relief. Good. That meant whatever spell she was trying to cast, she'd get one less shot out of it. It was always sort of a blessing when his magic actually connected, since it so often liked to not ******** do that.
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Alkmene speaks the name of his attack and he gestures at one opponent, who is briefly surrounded by a burst of green sparkles. Depending on class, the magic applies the following effects: Senshi lose one use of their basic attack; Knights lose a quarter of their remaining magic pool; or Negaverse officers are unable to summon their weapon for thirty seconds. Alkmene can use this attack three times per battle.
Shanyume
Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2022 11:59 pm
Eleonora whipped her head to the side to avoid getting magical glitter in her eyes.
His magic didn’t hurt, not like hers would if only she could land a hit. “Cute party trick,” she sneered, not realizing the actual effect his magic had on her.
Turning back towards him, her slate-blue eyes steeled in his direction. Never a fighter, didn’t know how to properly throw a punch or land a proper kick, but neither stopped her from swinging at him again or trying to grab ahold of his wrist or that ridiculously large purple bow on the corrupted chest.
"Isn't it though?" Alkmene grinned. "Bet you're wondering what it does~"
It was always fun, the insidious, creeping nature of his attack. It was like his sphere, that way; the way your envious thoughts snuck up on you and bloomed into wonderful, beautiful resentment. She probably wouldn't even realize what it had done, unless she tried to call on her magic again. He was content to duck and dodge, but her hand finally grasped his chest bow, and he hissed in pain at the contact--at the sudden, unpleasant <********, ow," he hissed. She hadn't been kidding about getting burned, apparently, and it was with some anger that he reached out to grab her arm and hold her in place, and then brought up his knee to drive it into her gut.
Shanyume
LOL he likes to be an a** but i'm glad you like him heart
Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2022 11:33 pm
When he grabbed ahold of her arm, Eleonora instinctually let go of the bow and gripped his wrist to pry him off her. But in the struggle for freedom, she noticed too late when his weight shifted and his knee came up with enough force to knock the wind out of her.
Red hot hands banked to a more normal color as the Senshi of Heat doubled forward and threw her weight into the corrupt with the intent to bring him down with her and maybe drive an elbow into his stomach as fair compensation.
The struggle for air was real and all she could consider was how much she wished Alcor was here. But the order signature she had been pursuing was long gone at this point leaving her alone in this fight. I won’t lose, not again. Those generators nearly corrupted her and she swore in the Celestial Theater that she would never again allow herself to fall to Chaos so easily.
Alkmene had gotten good at falling, and so when the Senshi threw her weight into him, he let himself go down, wincing in anticipation of her elbow driving the breath from his lungs. This was, at least, better than he'd gotten from Michel, and he wasn't above catty tactics.
It was too late to stop her second cast once she called it, and he felt heat on his arm again, but he reached up anyway and twisted his fingers in her hair, yanking hard.
"Let go and get off me."
Shanyume
Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2022 5:24 pm
Eleonora let out a startled yelp and released the corrupts’ arm only to instead grab hold of the one that held onto a fistful of her hair. She hoped that her magic would be enough incentive for him to back off and go the hell away once they untangled themselves from one another.
Rolling off him and onto her side, the Senshi of Heat’s face scrunched in a mix of anger and pain while tears wet the corner of her eyes. Small bits of gravel dug into her skin yet Eleonora paid it little mind given the current circumstances as the discomfort of it paled in comparison to having strands of hair ripped from her scalp.
“Let go of me.” She snarled, kicking her leg backward to return the favor.
Noir Songbird
I apologize, I thought I tagged this a long while ago.
She was off him, as he'd demanded, and so Alkmene did in fact let go of her hair, yanking his arm out of her burning grip as quickly as he could.
"Go," he snarled, "before I take all your magic and then your ******** starseed," He cradled his arm close, burns smarting on his skin, and hoped that the damage didn't stick too badly. Ugh, he really needed to stop being so eager to get off desk duty; it was so much safer and better for him.
If she kept fighting, though, he'd pop her starseed right out of her chest and bring it back as a snack for Faustite.
Shanyume
it's no problem, stuff happens!
Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2023 1:39 am
Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest and while Eleonora still had the desire to punch the ******** one more time, he was giving her an out and in her mind, she could hear her sister’s voice yelling at her to take it. Too bad Alcor wasn’t actually here to say it otherwise she’d have argued that two-on-one gave them the advantage. But as she was now, the threat of having her starseed taken was too real to not take seriously.
“Fine,” Eleonora vehemently spat, eyes leveled in a heated glare. “But next time I’ll make sure to leave you with something to remember me by.” Those red marks on his arms would surely fade, but if they met again she’d be certain to leave him with something more permanent.
Biting her lip before she added anything more to that threat, the Senshi of Heat turned on her heel and ran away until she could no longer feel his aura. And only then did she power down to call for an Uber to take her home.
