Sarin wandered around downtown, looking for anything unusual. He hadn’t had a chance to try out his new power now that he’d leveled up. His uniform was different now, too. Still comfortable, though. He could move in it well enough and that was what counted. He was ready for a fight; some kind of nervous energy making him feel like he needed the violence. He couldn’t say what it was that made him feel like that but he’d been feeling it since he woke up that morning.

Jumping up to a fire escape, Sarin climbed up to the top of a building to get a better view. Maybe he would be able to see a youma, or maybe some Chaos faction causing trouble. Or maybe it was quiet and he’d have to find trouble himself.

Villon could feel something on the edge of his senses, so he made sure he wasn't visible, crouched on a pretty strong tree branch. Maybe if he bided his time whatever he was feeling would come and reveal themselves. He would see if they are friend or foe. If they were the later rather than the former, well he would have his powers ready just in case. There was already a bit of ink dribbling out of the corner of his mouth.

He hoped they were order so that way he would have an excuse to wreak havoc.

Something tickled the edges of his senses as he drew closer to one edge of the building. He didn’t see anything, but it was getting dark so maybe they were hiding. Well, that just meant he had to go looking for them, didn’t it? He grinned and cracked his knuckles before making his way down off the building and following the sense that felt like Chaos.

Judging by the power, they were second stage as well. Maybe this would be a good fight. He just hoped it wasn’t that freaky nightmare guy again. He shuddered at the memory of trying to fight him and how ******** manic he looked when Sarin hit him with his panic.

The corrupt felt it the moment that something he was sensing turned into an order signature on par with his own. Well, a challenge then? Good, he was looking to do some violence. The moment he SAW the order that was coming his way, a grin split his face while the ink ran down his neck from his mouth. Oh….Ohohohoooo…It seemed like Metalica wanted to grant him a gift apparently and he certainly wasn't one to look a chaos gift horse in the mouth. He decided to stay hidden, but that did not stop him from spitting an inky tentacle the senshi’s way.

Quote:
Sailor Scout Attack: Minor Nightmare.
For this first attack, Villon literally spews a shadow-like tendril that flies from his mouth in the direction he was spewing. He can be either up close or from about 6 feet [max], when/if the tendril [or "tentacle"] makes contact with his target [It makes it seem like the tendril has gone into the targets body], it will cause the target to relive a nightmare [whatever the writer chooses] this can last 30 seconds and will only work IF the tendril makes contact. If it does not then no nightmares for you 8D This attack can be repeated at least three times.


Sarin frowned as he walked into the trees but still couldn’t find the owner of the Chaos signature. A shiver slid down his spine and he suddenly got the feeling he was in deep s**t.

He was back in the car. He was eleven, and his parents were in the front seats. Dad was driving, and Mom was singing to a song on the radio. It was late, and it had been raining. The storm had given him a nightmare, and he had asked his friend’s mom to call his parents to come get him. He felt bad for making them come out so late, but he was scared and wanted his parents, and maybe even his sister.

He just wanted to be home. He sniffled softly, trying not to cry because he was eleven! He wasn’t a baby anymore, so he shouldn’t cry over dumb stuff like being scared because of a storm. But the thunder cracked so loud it sounded like it was overhead. Jadyn screamed which had both of his parents turning around to check on him. Mom smacked Dad’s shoulder and told him to watch the road while Mom checked on him.

None of them had seen it coming. Their light was green, but the other driver went through his red light, anyway. The impact hit the driver’s side of the car, and then all Jadyn knew was his world was turning over and over as the car rolled off the side of the embankment and into the ditch. He was really crying now, and something hot was dripping over his face as he cried for his parents, but they never ********. Why did it have to be him? His heart was racing and he couldn’t catch his breath. His eyes stung from tears the nightmare caused. “Come out, you b*****d!” he shouted, then whistled. It was shriller than his first stage attack, and the effects were sure to be stronger than before.

Quote:
Super Sailor Scout Attack: Panic Switch
With another, shriller, whistle Sarin's Panic Switch causes intended target and anyone else in an 8 foot radius around Sarin to panic worse than Panic Button causes. This can trigger the target's fight-or-flight reflex which has the potential to backfire on Sarin if they fight harder because of their panic.This lasts for about 30 seconds and he can use this twice in a battle.


As soon as the whistle sounded, Villon leaped from his tree, and landed right in front of Sarin, twitching and shaking while the panic took over. The blood rushing through his veins, the sense of fight or flight!? It was all so <********> exciting! With the widest grin he could manage, Villon said one thing, “Boo.” His ink was beginning to run rivers down his face, but he reached out a hand to go for the senshi’s neck. He couldn't whistle if he couldn't breathe, right? His body was still twitching and he looked like some sort of twisted marionette while he fought the panic trying to take over. One way or another, he was going to get this senshi back and make sure he wouldn't be able to call someone to save his a**.

“s**t!” he cursed as the maniacal Chaos senshi dropped down in front of him. He must have been hiding in a tree when he’d shot his inky tentacle thing at him. As he jerked backward a step from the surprise, Sarin could see the effects of his panic in the other senshi, but this time it seemed to backfire on him. The corrupt senshi looked even more maniacal than the last time they’d fought if that were possible. Sarin hadn’t thought it was, but the proof was right there in front of him. He could also see ink running from the man’s mouth and now Sarin was wondering if he was being affected by his own attack. It wasn’t until Villon started reaching for his neck that he snapped out of it and stepped to one side, throwing a punch at the senshi’s face. (Thanks Mitry and Damien!)

Villon scowled when the senshi dodged his hand, taking the punch straight to his face. His head whipped back along with half his body, being bent at an angle with his arms hanging as well. Then, he slowly rose back up, crazed blue eyes rolling forward to focus on the senshi in front of him. “Ow.” He charged forward, getting low to the ground, tackling his opponent to the ground. As soon as he was on him, Villon wasted no time bringing his head down with as much force as he could, smashing his forehead into the senshi’s face. He then brought his head back up, still feeling the panic taking course, a maniacal laugh escaped him as he shoved his hand in the senshi’s chest.

He squeezed the starseed there, using his other hand to grab the senshi by his hair to pull him up by his hair. Villon grinned maliciously, opening his mouth slowly. “Say ahhhh.” He brought his mouth close to his opponents, letting a nightmare tentacle slip slowly out of his mouth and into the senshi’s. It disappeared as soon as it “slithered” down but god it felt good to just…. Villon shook his head and stood up, releasing the hold he had on the starseed. As much as he wanted to take it, he would leave it so he could encounter the senshi later. With a shudder, he slammed his foot onto the senshi’s chest, grinding his heel in.

“Rember this…Little light. Remember the feeling…Because the next time I see you…” His grin widened, “I'll make sure to do more than deliver pain and nightmares.” He leaped back, feeling blood running down his face from his nose and forehead. Great…His moth was nowhere to be found, which meant he would be going to the hospital before going home. His poor wife…Well, at least she will be too tired to go into work the next day, or at least he would make sure to give her the jello legs of the century.

Without wasting time, Villon took off with another goal in mind, one that was sure to be far more rewarding than torturing an order senshi.

He grinned when his punch landed, but the result he got from the other senshi was…not favorable. “Oh, ********,” he said and tried to run from the oncoming crazy, but failed and was tackled to the ground. The breath was knocked out of him but he still struggled to get free from Villon. Unfortunately, he was outmatched in strength (and insanity) as the other senshi slammed his head into Sarin’s. A ringing began in his ears as he felt blood begin to leak from his nose and forehead. ******** hell. He didn’t see it when Villon reached for his chest, and only knew his starseed was in danger when the pain began.

He screamed, his back arching up as the corrupt senshi squeezed his starseed. As his head was yanked up by his hair, teal eyes were wide in fear as he had a front row view of the tentacle as it came out of Villon’s mouth. He tried to keep his mouth closed, but his starseed was squeezed again and he screamed once more, the tentacle slithering down his throat. It seemed to disappear and wasn’t accompanied by nightmares, but he knew this battle was going to scar him mentally. When his starseed was released, the pain stopped but then the senshi above him knocked the wind out of him again with a foot to his chest.

Sarin’s hands gripped the other man’s ankle, trying to shift him off so he could get up. He barely heard Villon’s words, but the threat was clear. Sarin remained on the ground for a good few minutes after Villon left, catching his breath and trying to calm his racing heart. He really hoped he never encountered that senshi again, or at least not when he was alone.