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 Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2023 7:55 pm
He'd already been shocked twice by the lightning bugs that filled the open grass area of the city park. He'd been out hunting, as was common for him to do, when he'd spotted the bugs lighting up in colors that weren't normal and he'd decided to investigate. He knew odd things happened in this city, who didn't know that by now, but he was hoping to catch one so someone might be able to study it. All he'd gotten for his effort was a shock, or two, but he'd not really given up for the evening. He was taking a break, that last jolt had not been nice, the last jotl had been on his cheek and left the muscle there in his face twitching.
They hadn't yet vanished entierly, though they were fewer in number, he figured they didn't like him trying to get his hands on one of them. While he remembered that knight once telling him to ignore these sorts of magics, that it just happened in the city, it was harmless he still didn't fancy the idea altogether. Magic that neither side had any part in and attacked themm all, regardless of which faction they served, made him wonder if there wasn't some sentience to whatever was behind all this magic going on in the city. Because it did respond to them all, even if it was the same sort of responce, but he'd like to know somehow.
Leaning against a railing he peered out into the duck pond, where sleeping ducks and swans floated, and wondered when he should return to his hunt of the lighting bugs. A blue one blinking in and out not more than four feet away from him - damn things.
"Hate this ******** city." But he wouldn't leave either, his dislike of order kept him here. Even if he could move, and be free of this insanity, he'd stay so he could continue the fight against those who had dragged him into this war to start with. Let them suffer a bit more for bringing him in; they might as well.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2023 10:58 am
Tama hadn’t been long from one Faustite favor to another. Although this one he had quite consented to. Perhaps, even suggested. All he knew is he wanted that crystal and he had to ask Faustite for it. For the amount of times he was asking Faustite ‘pretty please’ for things lately, he might as well resign himself to kissing the ring at this point. Or kissing a**. Either or. But the amount of times he had come to the city these days was getting on his nerves. He didn’t like Destiny City. He had grown accustomed to Negaspace and he loathed to leave it. “I hate it, too.” The cat hopped onto the railing with a grace only a feline could muster. “Too many damn people.”☆
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2023 6:28 pm
Unfortunately for the three of them, they were all suffering needlessly at the behest of one troll youma. Faustite, too, hated the city and everyone in it. He hated human conventions, social mores, obligations and expectations set by society. He hated being outside during the summer as Faustite, much like he hated being around flammable things like grass, or how he hated the White Moon, or Princesses in particular. But Headache had the brilliant idea that it wanted to drain more brazenly, acting as a cloud of fireflies in the warm summer nights and seduce ******** who didn't realize that no firefly flashed orange.
So, much like Tama and Miyamoto, Faustite was out in the park suffering. Luckily for the other two, only Faustite was suffering the perpetual insolence of his youma.
"Headache, you piece of ******** s**t," Faustite called after yet another buzzing collection of fireflies. "Get the ******** back here." They'd been out for nearly an hour by now, which meant either the youma would get too tired to continue draining, or they would run into a White Moon senshi who wanted to reduce Headache to a pile of ash. But if Faustite couldn't find the horrible little troll among the technicolor rainbow array of shockingly assholish fireflies, Faustite doubted that a senshi could.
In his wandering search, however, the General encountered the familiar feeling of a Negaverse cat. With it was a Negaverse Super, which was unlikely to be one of his own. Sure enough, once he passed into another clearing by a duck pond, he spotted Tama with a senshi that he had now seen a couple times previously.
"Tama," he called by way of greeting. "If you see Headache, eat a few of its fireflies for me. Assuming I don't do it myself." Cannibalism be damned.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2023 7:10 pm
"It's not the people, though most of them I couldn't care less for, it's the magic that neither side controls which decides to rear it's ugly head and unleash it's chaos on us all. I'd like to know what's behind it so I can deal with it." He didn't like the unknown and he disliked it even less when it had power, and this unknown had power of some sort. Eyeing the cat that had turned up. "Most people suck as well however, but those same assholes put food on my table and pay me." They paid him to leave art on their bodies and he'd continue to do it, so long as they paid him, he didn't care if they regretted it later.
Turning to face the cat fully, hair trailing the ground and laid against the railing, it left forst against the ground and the railing while a cool chilly filled the air about him.
While he'd thoguht it would just be the cat giving some life to his evening,. aside from the ******** annoying fireflies, someone else turned up. It wasn't just anyone either was it.
"General King." Nodding his head once at the office who had turned up, surprise filling his dark eyes for a moment before the look was gone. "What brings you out this evening to the park? I doubt it's the fireflies, that really aren't fireflies, and whatever mating ritual they seem to be conducting." Because they certainly were not fireflies, and he did wish to catch one in order to find out what it was. Maybe it would piss off whatever was incharge of the holiday chaos as well; which was fine by him. If whatever was behind all this revealed itself, even if it was pissed at him, he'd finally have his answer and could face it. Because whatever was ******** behind all this s**t had a sick sense of ******** zapping fireflies...not funny.
"Those bugs shock when they touch you. I'd watch them...Tama." Tama was the cats name, right? He was assuming as much. "One decided to zap my face."
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 10:56 am
“I’d love nothing more.” The Mauvian replied cooly. “That youma of yours is an absolute pest.”Tama was generally happy to see Faustite, if only because he knew the man was just as miserable out here as he was. Misery loves company and tonight he had it in spades. Miyamoto had said it for the three of them. “Ah! A fellow control freak. I’m Tama. Pot meet kettle. Senshi meet cat and…” He shrugged at Faustite. “Well, I’ve seen him use his fire to warm a kettle.”He pawed at one of the fireflies. It was easy for him to differentiate the non-youma magical ones from those that were, in fact, Faustite’s youma. And, of course, the one or two that were actually real. “I’ll be sure to be wary of the dangerous ones. Won’t want to get a kink in my whiskers. But Headache is fair game.”☆
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 7:32 pm
Faustite rolled his eyes at the mention of his rank and he didn't care if either of them saw it. Doubtless that Tama would use his rank as a way to tease him, or weasel some ridiculous favors out of him, or demand a nicer cat bed because surely a Mauvian in service to a General-King deserves nothing but the best, plushest, most luxurious cat bed that a paycheck could afford.
"Headache," he answered the Super, "and an investigation. Could ask the same of both of you. Looking too miserable to be out here by choice." Which was bullshit, he knew, because he likely looked just as miserable as they did, and he was out here of his own volition. Hating the weather, hating the fireflies, hating the stark increase in the number of people ******** around outdoors (which often narrowed the scope of places in which he could be present, except when there was enough libations involved that he could be confused for a floating bonfire and summarily dismissed as a trick of the social lubricant).
"If one zapped you, it wasn't Headache." Better for it, too, else he'd have to punish the mischievous sack of bug guts. Would be better to have it dusted, but Faustite wasn't ready to go through that again.
He was, however, more than ready to violate this Negaverse Super's personal space. For reasons unknown, the boy trailed frost and supplied a strangely pleasant chill to his vicinity. Faustite thought it was rather like free air conditioning, and considering that he never got a taste of it unless he was Eion, this was so new to him that he all but stood shoulder to shoulder to the boy.
Faustite spared a vexatious glance toward Tama. "Think Tama's got more in common with Headache. Always looking for ways to rile me, or anyone else on my team. Mauvians are furry bastards, all."
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 8:12 pm
"Control freak...that and a rebel as well." Shrugging as he spoke. "I can't remember my civilian life but I know I disliked the way I was raised so decided to go against it." Hence his ears, modied and pierced as they were, and his job as a tattoo artist. All things his parents had disapproved of and would never accept, but he'd enjoyed doing. Anything to go against how they'd brought him up. He liked to control his own life and make his own choices; it was why he'd changed sides after all. "I do things on my terms." It was as simple as that really.
How strange to have someone standing so close to him, nearly pressed to him, it wasn't something the corrupt senshi was used to. Sure he got close to people, right up in their personal space, but that was for work. He tried to keep most people at a distance from him otherwise. It did however have to odd effect of having him tense, something he wasn't often, as the other stood so close and so damn warm - too warm almost.
"I'm out here to try and capture a firefly. I'd like to see if I can't figure out where they come from. What controls the magic which neither us nor order has a hand in. The idea of something having such power unnerves me especially when it's unknown, considering I suspect it has some amount of sentience." Which means it could decide it didn't like thjem one day and go all out on them for the ******** of it.
"I don't like something with that sort of power out there and unknown." It really was a simple answer because he was that sort of person. He liked power and he liked control. he disliked the unknown and he didn't like being under something elses thumb, not unless he wanted to be.
"Should I assume you are attracted to the chill like a moth is to flame?" He questioned the General King, who looked like a General, as he turned his dark eyes onto the other calmly. Did he feel t he heat he gave off and find it unpleasent or too much?
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 11:06 am
“We Mauvians do have a reputation to uphold.” Tama said coyly. He’d have plenty of opportunities to rile Faustite up tonight, he was sure of it. Just as he was sure of Miyamoto. Something was certainly strong with his magic. If he didn’t walk around with a literal coat of fur, he’d have been cold being so near. Besides, the senshi seemed to have a Mauvian’s sensibilities in independence as well as how not to overheat in the summer. “Well, if you are out here to capture fireflies, I’m sure I can assist.” He said as he snapped his jaws at one of the fireflies that was Headache. He felt the small part of the youma melt into dust in his mouth. It was kind of like eating Chaos-flavored pop rocks and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that. “Oh, he’s not just attracted to the chill.” Tama snickered to himself. He really, really wanted to say ‘boys’, but he also didn’t want to see how much more fur Faustite could burn off now that he was a general-king. ☆
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 4:55 pm
Interesting thing to admit. Meant this one either willfully joined the Negaverse or was forced. Faustite made a mental note to go digging through the Information files for this one once he had a name.
Faustite fell silent for a second before elaborating on the Super's idea. "Either the people attract the source, or the source is the people. All these happenings — they seem unrelated to each other but for their timing. Always around festivals like these. Makes me think people are the source. Maybe some kind of starseed resonance when they gather in droves like this. What magic that comes is old as rebirth and unaffiliated." But that was a difficult theory to test.
"See what you can do. Prove something out of it." That would take the burden of proof off of himself, anyway. Better to keep the rank and file busy, too.
He only smiled archly at the boy's comment that he didn't like something with that sort of power. Instead of replying, Faustite rounded to the boy's other side. It was time to cool the other side of him with whatever perpetual chill kept wafting off the senshi.
Between him and the Mauvian tag-teaming him about the portable organic a/c unit, Faustite glowered at them. "Sounds like both of you want to get burnt." He'd leave Tama a mangy wreck if he had to; the cat didn't need fur to do his damn job. Didn't need fur to backsass him, either. The only thing saving him, at this juncture, was that Tama managed to catch one of Headache's fireflies.
"Best you make good on that offer to help, Tama."
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 5:49 pm
"Just be careful, Tama." Since he had the mauvian's name he might as well use it, rather than just call them cat. It seemed a bit too cold even for him to refer to the mauvian as cat. Raising a brow at the cats last words he turned his focus onto the cat for a moment.
"Not just..." Trailing off he shook his head slowly, dark hair moving and the trails of frost shifting as the hair moved against the railing he'd been leaning on.
"Well, if it's all these people gathering which causes these magical outbursts it gives me a reason to want to leave this city. The only thing keeping me here is the want to deal with order though, seeing as the ifghting has stopped elsewhere - a shame." Because then he could vacate this city and still go after senshi and knights, something which was a form of entertainment for him at this point. Well, he knew trying to use his magic on the firelies wouldn't help in catching them. His magic was useful at times, it had certainly helped in aiding the Negaverse in catching a certain senshi, but against bugs it wasn't likely to do a thing. A shame his magic didn't do more, or that he didn't have more magic.
Watching the other move to his other side he couldn't help but stare, he wasn't expecting this. "In the name of self preservation I'd have to teleport out of here if you were going to burn me, thus ending your time in the cool air you seem to be enjoying." Becuase he was not going to be burnt, or otherwise injured, and he'd just take the cool air with him of course.
"Now then...I think it's time to try again and catch one of these things." Without magic to help him it wasn't going to be a fun affair either. Pushing away from the railing he made towards the fireflies drifting about, winking in and out in bright hues, the cool frosty chill floating about him, causing him to breath out puffs of cool air that you could see, as his hair trailed frost along the ground.
A frost elf...that's what he was.
Smirking as he eyed the fireflies the corrupt senshi made for the group, intending to catch one. If the others theory was wrong and instead there was some higher power in charge of this all, and it had some sentience, he didn't care if he pissed it off - it annoyed him more than enough.
"I do wonder if magic wouldn't work on them. Sadly mine is not the sort to help in this." He'd much rather something far more damaging as far as magic went. He thought it would better suit him really. "Now, tell me why I'm in the company of a mauvian and a General king. I don't believe much in coincidence, though that could be how this gathering happened." He just didn't believe in it. Who would coime looking for him? Who would by chance run across him? He wasn't exactly very well known, and he rather liked it that way.
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2023 12:54 pm
“See. No use in lighting things on fire. This one has quite a bit of sense, don’t you think?” Tama winked at Faustite, the first glimpse that he was up to something with this encounter. But what? “If he could prove something of it, that would be a worthy feat. Perhaps even worthy of reward.”Tama usually held his cards close to his chest. But he knew by now that he could do precious little on his own as he was. But he had a general-king beside him. And a crystal. “Do not discount your magic so quickly. Perhaps you can slow one of these down with your cold so that we can take a better look at it? We can compare it to the normal fireflies and to Headache’s youma version.”☆
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2023 6:49 pm
At the senshi's threat to leave, Faustite could only smile. Better to let the boy have his fun, think he had the upper hand. That sort of confidence looked good on him. Faustite rather liked confident boys, if his pick of husbands were any indication, and it didn't matter to him if they were in the right or not. Far be it for him to deny that confidence was seductive.
Faustite watched the boy depart, though he did not stray far. While he had no words to send after him, thinking sonance unnecessary, it was their frosty companion that continued the conversation for them. He supposed that, in retrospect, it did look peculiar that a General-King and a Mauvian happened upon the same senshi and were likewise acquainted with each other. Perhaps one would be hopeful for a promotion, thinking the coincidence auspicious.
Tama wasn't helping with his glib comments, either. Faustite shot him an exasperated glance as he briefly considered if he should just barbecue the cat and be done with him. Unfortunately, Tama has since proven that he was their most valuable cat, and Faustite would be hard-pressed to find a replacement. Unfortunate that it secured Tama a measure of safety, but the team deserved unrivaled access to a competent cat. Even if that cat was a bigger pain in the a** than his husband, Albite.
"Wouldn't have any ******** idea," Faustite answered the Negaverse senshi. "If there was a plan behind it, you'd have been luckier to get any of the other Sovereigns."
Strange to say it. Strange to think it. The other Sovereigns was an implication he never thought he'd have to say, but here he was, spitting it out like it was banter. Faustite wasn't sure how to live up with such a title, but he supposed that if he ******** it up hard enough, he would be a warning rather than an example.
"Think he's ready?" He whispered to Tama. "The ******** his name again? Need to look him up while he's playing with fireflies."
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2023 7:56 pm
Oh how he did wish the frost was colder, and extdended further about him, it might be more of a deterant to those who decided to get too close to him. He wouldn't mind backing a senshi, or a knight, away due to the threat of freezing to death. It was a shame his magic hadn't amnifested in a way he'd have enjoyed more. But it didn't seem the fireflies were up for being frozen either, as they were out of reach before he could even try and grab one. He was certain grabbing one would leave frost on them, as it did pavement and railing, but they were lucky little things.
Cursing them, and not just in English, he was not pleased. "I'd hope I had some sense about me Tama. Considering I chose to join this side instead of sticking with order who just blindly yanks people into their ranks. I asked for this, even with the losses it brought." Turning around to eye the both of them, his hail leaving a half circle of frost on the ground. He had gotten good at not tripping on it, and even flipping and moving it about himself, it should be an artform at this point. Something ever corrupt senshi had a talent in, at least he hoped, as they all were cursed with hair far too long to be sensable.
Arms crossing over his chest he shifted his weight and stared at the other two. "Personally I'd prefer the winning side and considering orders lack of organization, and their inability to spread information properly, I had no intrest in remaining on their side. Thankfully a Captain of yours found me rather quickly and gave me a chance to prove myself." Rather than out right killing him, as he was certain Wolframite could have done. Instead he'd let him make a choice and had provided information, which had sealed the deal really.
He had enough sense about himself to make his own choices and to choose the winning side, as far as he saw it anyway.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2023 3:25 pm
“Miyamoto.” Tama whispered to Faustite. “And of course I think he’s ready. I can sense it in his magic. Cats can feel that sort of thing. But if that’s not good for you, just listen to his words. He’s got a cool head on his shoulders.”The cat grinned in that unsettling way that it did when there were scenes running through his head. “Perhaps we could use that given all the hot heads we have on the team, no?”Then he turned to Miyamoto. “Please. Give us a demonstration of your magic.”☆
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2023 5:47 pm
"You sound ******** creepy right now," Faustite muttered back while he began searching through Database files for Miyamoto's personnel file. "'Cats can feel it'. What weird ******** nonsense." He continued to mutter colorfully about Tama's ability to sense a starseed's readiness while he dredged up files, then skimmed through what was available to him. He was less interested in Miyamoto's start in the Negaverse and subsequent accomplishments; they had limited time, and if he could find the relevant promotion materials, then that would prove far faster than trying to be his own judge of this stranger's progress.
And — there it was. Someone had submitted the relevant files to request Miyamoto's promotion. And, to Faustite's stellar luck, someone else had signed off on that paperwork. While he could find no evidence that an appointment had been made for Miyamoto to see a General-Sovereign for that approved promotion, he could still act on what they had established and then left to limbo.
"You calling my team a bunch of ******** warmongers?" Faustite whispered back. His hands each cupped a sphere of air, and between them grew a storm of dark energy. "Go ******** yourself, you furry little sleazebag. They're loyal and they don't ******** question me. Unlike you," he hissed.
The crackling storm of energy between his palms grew in density, forming a pinprick of absolute darkness that slowly accumulated size and shape. By the end of it, Faustite looked visibly tired for the concentrated energy that was just crystallized in his grasp, and a thin sheen of sweat settled over his palms. He handed the dark crystal to the feline next to him with the gem turning gently above one clawed index finger. "Drop it and you can ask Axinite for a new one."
Only afterward did his attention rest on Miyamoto.
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