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Post by macias on Nov 20, 2010 11:33:28 GMT -5
Marius growled lightly as he stomped though the disgusting junkyard… Ugh, his good shoes. He rolled his eyes, as he kicked a car part to the side, and locked his eyes on the target… The asian girl was looking for some odd little parts for her vehicle. She was distracted… good.
He wasn’t sure why Magneto wanted the girl, anyhow… all he had been told was that it dealt with Cerebro. I mean, the girl’s only powers were her reflexes, nothing to jump for joy about. It was pretty ridiculous, if you asked him. There was honestly no reason to grab the girl, Toad could work on any machine Erik wanted. There had to be a second reason… he just had to figure it out.
Anyhow, he was currently gritting his teeth at the sludge his shoes were now covered in. Three thousand dollar Italian leather… ruined. Not that he personally had paid for it, it was a five finger discount, but still! They were damn good shoes…
Oh well. He supposed it was time to make his move…
He used his reality altering ability to remove the sound his footsteps were making, and he waited until she was bent over under the hood of the vehicle she was hunting for parts under, when he sprang, grabbing her hands and pinning them behind her back with one hand, using his free hand to cause an energy bolt to form, green, in front of her face.
“Magneto would like a chat with you, m’dear. If you try to run, I’ll blast a hole the size of Manhattan into your skull… so, let’s just do this the simple way.” He said, as he narrowed his eyes, making the bolt crackle in his hands. A mere threat… he didn’t want to hurt her and he’d stun her before injuring her. But still… it worked.
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Post by Hisa Leiko on Nov 20, 2010 14:18:17 GMT -5
Another day, another junkyard. The story of Leiko's life since she'd moved from Tokyo. Honestly, the way Americans threw out cars simply because of a little rust or frame damage.. Sighing, she tramped through the junkyard, arms crossed over her chest, a slightly greasy rag hanging out of her back pocket and a tool belt wrapped around her waist. Normally she only went to the junkyard to get a spare part or two she needed for her GTO, but she was currently stocked up to the hilt on spare parts for her precious. No, this time she was after a front bumper for her newly acquired Challenger.
Now, if she happened to spy something else during her search, so be it. A sucker for cars, she could never resist looking in at the different ones, her mind filled with a storm of technical babble, schematics, and automobile knowledge, not to mention a vivid enough imagination that she could easily rebuild any car she saw by just looking at it. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a 2009 Chevy Camaro and her eyes lit up light it was Christmas.
Without a second thought she'd dashed over to the car. She circled around it, eyeing it up and down before reaching inside and popping the hood of the car. It was yellow. A quick glance over the interior and she saw what she was hoping to find - the Autobots logo. With a moan she automatically threw her arms over the roof and started hugging the car. "I shall love you, and pet you, and wash you, and repair you, and make you the sexy car you're meant to be," she purred to the car as she stroked the roof.
After a moment she managed to detangle herself from the roof of the car and go peer under the hood. All one could see really was her rear end sticking out from the front end of the car and the occasional hand moving to pull a tool from her belt or return one. So wrapped up in the car, she probably wouldn't have even noticed Marius' footsteps if he'd left them un-warped. And then she was ambushed.
"Oi! Ikou! Ittai nani no ōkina aideadesu ka?!" she yelled, momentarily forgetting that most of the Americans didn't speak Japanese. However, that could work to her advantage. Maybe if the guy thought she didn't speak any English.. Damn it, with that bolt near her face she definitely wasn't getting away any time soon and if he struck her with it.. So, she did what any helpless female would do. She tried her damnedest to squirm away to no avail and with the way she was bent over the car, she hadn't a clue where he stood behind her so there was no way in hell she could chance a kick to the groin.
"Gomen," she gasped, going into the pretend clueless damsel-in-distress mode, "Watashi wa eigo o hanasanai."
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Translations:
Oi! Ikou! Ittai nani no ōkina aideadesu ka - Hey! Let go! What the hell's the big idea?!
Gomen. Watashi wa eigo o hanasanai - Sorry, I don't speak English.
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Post by macias on Nov 20, 2010 18:22:05 GMT -5
Rolling his eyes, Marius growled and gave her a little shake. “Nice try, but first, I KNOW you speak English, I heard you over there, and second…私は日本語を…流暢に話す、私はそれの要点を得てもいい。” He said, the words flowing from his lips easily. He then smirked at her, and looked down to her eyes. “Therefore, cooperate, please?” he said, before he turned her to look at her.
“Before you ask, I have no bloody idea what he wants with you. All I know is that you are of interest to his brotherhood, and therefore, as far as I know, he’s not planning to harm you.” He said, his voice quiet as he lowered the energy bolt, ready to spring it again. He also kept her just out of reach of any lower-region attacks she may be planning.
He wasn’t stupid after all…
He turned and grabbed her arm, tugging her gently. He then looked at the car she was looking at…and he went to the front office of the Junkyard, giving the man up front some cast. “If you sell that Yellow Camaro, I’ll come here and let you learn what it’s like to be a woman…if you get the picture.” He said, as he nodded and gulped, as Marius dragged her out.
“Now, your car is safe. There’s a subway that’s on the way to where we’re going, if we take that, you can be back to pick that car up by sundown.” He said, exasperated. He was not made to deal with young girls…
**Translation: I speak Japanese...not fluently, but I can get the gist of it across.
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Post by Hisa Leiko on Nov 23, 2010 13:48:30 GMT -5
A small "eep" was Leiko's initial response to when the creepy old guy spoke in Japanese. Can you say "busted?" Leiko sure as hell could. She glared at him a bit, though, when he looked down at her with a smirk. See, this is why she didn't like leaving the mansion or the garage where she worked without someone with her. She told people that she didn't like to, and when they asked why, she always told them that someone might try to kidnap her Japanese butt. They laughed. Every. Freaking. Time.
In this instance, she really hated being right.
". . . No bloody idea what he wants with you."
Who? She blinked a few times as she gazed at this... this.. Old guy! "Oh, God.. Please don't tell me you're part of some creepy old guy sex ring! Look, I may look young but I'm really 18. I swear! I'm legal! I'm of no use to you because I haven't a clue in the world as to what the hell I'd be doing and.. and.." she trailed off, going into a slur of Japanese words that came out faster than her foot could hit a pedal.
Hell, with where her mind had just gone, she wasn't even thinking about any nether-region attacks.
With a sound that one could only call an "ack!" she was tugged along behind the guy who looked less than pleased to be there. Whether that was because it was a junkyard, because he was kidnapping her, or both, she hadn't a clue. All she knew was that she was being kidnapped. She wasn't thrilled. Granted there was her cell in her pocket, but she didn't think she could get it out in time to call any of the teachers at the mansion.
And then he did something unexpected. He put cash down on the Camaro, then threatened Ernie not to sell it. She had to admit, she was a little surprised about that. Then again.. As he tugged her out of the office, her eyes narrowed and she stared him down, "if you're buying that car for yourself, I swear I'll..." She didn't finish the sentence, though, as he said that her car was safe. Well, now she just felt like an idiot.
He also mentioned a subway, and possibly being back by sundown. She eyed him warily. "Pedo-bears don't usually let their newest acquisitions go.." She dug her heels into the dirt, yanking him to a stop, then poked him in the cheek. A look of curiosity played on her face as she poked him, "What kind of pedo-bear are you..?"
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Post by macias on Nov 23, 2010 18:52:38 GMT -5
Marius grumbled as, on the near abandoned street, she pulled them to a stopped and promptly poked him in the cheek. Ok, inappropriate much? He narrowed his eyes, then grabbed her hand, keeping it from poking him once more.
“I’m not a ‘pedo-bear’… I have no interest in having sex with you. As for where you’re going… I should explain. I’ll talk as we walk, I don’t feel like this taking all day.” He said, as he tugged her to follow him, his eyes on the subway tunnels. They went down, and he paid for their seats, and got on the last train, the one at the back… and a flick of the wrist, and his eyes glowed a light green, making it so they would be alone.
“Now. We can talk. Magneto wishes to speak to you…as to what, I have no idea. I think he wants you for the brotherhood, but to be honest, and this isn’t a gripe on you, but I hardly see why, powers wise. He usually chooses the strongest and most alpha he can find…” he said, as his head went to the other option.
Unless he wants her for Cannon fodder… or a spy. Either one was possible. Neither was a good thing…Marius had few things he abhorred, but he was against spies… He himself would never go as a spy, as Magneto well knew…
“So, My apologies for the abrupt way I removed you, but we’re on a time constraint… now, anything you need to know?” he asked, leaning in the chair he was sitting in. “As I said, you’ll probably be back by sunset, if you play your cards right, so yeah, not a kidnapping, but borrowing.”
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Post by Hisa Leiko on Nov 30, 2010 15:07:51 GMT -5
Not a pedo-bear? Look at him! He was old, his hair was stringy and she could swear she saw a few strands of grey hair mixed in with the greasy black. "Pedo-bears say that quite frequently, you know," she murmured when he commented that he had no interest in having sex with her. However, another thought occurred to her as she was tugged along toward the subway. "Are you the gay pedo-bear of the group?" she asked curiously, her eyes slightly widened as she gazed at him. "Oi! And stop tugging on my wrist, pedo-bear! I need them to work!"
Naturally, she went unheard as she was continuously tugged through the subway and into the last train, then promptly pushed into a seat. "Owwwwwie," she groaned as her butt landed on the plastic that separated two seats. "Sore wa itai, no da.." she muttered as she turned in her seat and rubbed her bruised tailbone. She wasn't even listening to half of what he was saying, honestly. All she heard was some guy wanted her Japanese butt - again, she really hated the fact that she was right at that moment - and that was it. "Great... Another pedo-bear? This is getting old already, you know.."
Sighing, she pulled her knees to her chest and leaned her head against the back of the seat, her arms wrapped tightly around her legs. She had to admit, though, that pedo-bear number one was being oddly nice to her. She eyed him warily, though, half wondering if he was going to offer her candy next. Wasn't that how it usually worked? Lure the kids away with candy? This didn't seem like standard operating procedure...
"I have just one question," she said after thinking for a few moments. She looked up at him, serious as can be.
"Are we there yet?"
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Post by macias on Dec 1, 2010 11:26:27 GMT -5
Marius looked over to the girl, and sighed, before standing and looking over to the rest of the train. He then turned his head to look at Leiko, and he held up a lightly glowing hand.
“You want to be there already? Fine. Hold on to something…because the ride’s about to get bumpy for you and I.” he said, and with a bit of focus, his eyes took on a blue glow, and he sped the subway up to what could only be described as rollercoaster levels. He grabbed onto the rail, as he focused to let the flatscans in the other carts not notice the speed shift, holding them in place.
As they arrived, he released a held breath, his eyes shifting to normal as the cart stopped, lurching forward. He quickly tossed his hand towards Leiko, to stop her from slamming head-first into a glass panel in front of her, his hand glowing green for a moment before stopping, as he straightened his clothing and gestured to the door.
“Ladies first. It’s about 10 minutes into the subway tunnels, so let’s get a move on so you can get back.” He said, following behind her, then taking the lead into the walk into the tunnels, resigned to getting his shoes absolutely filthy…
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