Fire Belly Newts (15) : Pranks are common this time of year, and what’s funnier than a little arson? A lot of things, actually, but for some reason there are frequent reports of small fires being set and abandoned all throughout the city. Most of the time, these fires burn out before causing much damage, but things are escalating and it’s only a matter of time before things start getting dangerous–especially with how dry it’s been, and all these dead, fallen leaves. But, it’s worse than just flammable debris. Sometimes, there are small patches of boiled pavement. Melted metal–guardrails, lamps, fire hydrants. Destruction is rampant, and no one knows why. But you do. You saw one of them. A foot long, black newt, with a bright-red belly that glowed brightly when it spat up real, liquid flame right in front of you. Lava pooled from its round little belly, ignited like a match to oil. It darts through alleys and storm drains, too fast to catch. At least you tried.
Industria had been silently observing the little newt for quite some time. She was perched on a transformer box, far enoguh away that it hadn't noticed her, as it scuttled around on the ground. Black with a red belly, brighter than she expected on an animal found in the city, and quite large. A foot long lizard was something of a surprise under any circumstances, and especially one that matched another she'd seen--one she'd witnessed drawing itself up and breathing fire.
That one had escaped before she could catch it to try and document it. This one, she wanted to keep an eye on, and hoped that she might get to see more if it didn't realize it was observed.
Her observations had almost been interrupted--a drunk foo staggering down the street and towards the lizard. Solely in the interest of preserving scientific integrity, of course, she'd grabbed him and drained him until he was slumped over and on the ground. Two birds, one stone--she had her clean chance to observe and a bounty of energy for the Negaverse.
But she could feel an Order aura twinging her sense,s and she sighed. Hopefully they wouldn't come her way. Surely there were other places to irritatingly interfere.
genovianprince
Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2025 7:52 pm
Amateru had felt much better about living, now that he had Elkurud back in his life. His sweet Senshi of Pigeons still being alive, just like him, after a thousand years, was a balm on his soul he had desperately needed. They'd spent so much time catching up and navigating Earth life together, grateful for Sonora's hospitality. Now, even on patrol, he was in a good mood. Yes, he was on the lookout for bad actors, but with a happier home life, he was just... less sad. Obviously.
He huffed at himself a little and made his way towards a corrupt Senshi aura he could feel at the edge of the park. He'd been investigating the small random fires, at first, but the aura of a corrupt Senshi took precedence over some silly teenagers with arson tendencies. Especially if they happened to be the same person.
When he found her, though, there were no draining victims immediately within sight, so he assumed she'd not done anything yet.
"Evening," he called out to her, always willing to start off an interaction amicably. "You haven't happened to see anyone lighting things on fire?"
Ah. It seemed that the source of the aura was going to interfere. Industria turned to look over her shoulder, frowning and waving a hand in the air as a gesture to shush him.
"Don't be so loud," she said, voice as soft as she could manage while aiming to be heard, "and watch your step. The source of the fires is a fascinating little lizard, and I don't want to startle it. I am trying to observe."
Honestly, how many interruptions was she expected to deal with? It was just rude of the universe to keep throwing things in the way of her ability to do science.
Worse, if he noticed the unconscious body on the ground....ugh, hopefully he wasn't some overly moral type. That sounded incredibly annoying.
xxxgenovianprince
Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2025 8:17 pm
A little lizard? Well, now, this was something Amateru had to see. He carefully tiptoed over, making a zipping motion over his lips. He got closer and peered around her, first only spotting the lizard and watching it in fascination as it set a small patch of grass on fire and rolled in it, slowly making the embers die down before it scurried to another unburned patch.
His eyes drifted down and he finally spotted the poor drunken wretch that the corrupt had drained, slumped in such a way that Amateru wouldn't have seen him from the angle he came at behind the transformer until he was right here.
"... Well, ain't that somethin'," he said slowly, turning cold eyes to her. "Clearly, watching the wildlife wasn't the only thing you were up to."
He wondered if his healing magic would help boost the poor fellow, and decided to cast it, very carefully not considering the young lady in front of him as an ally when she clearly wasn't.
"Bully Beeves."
Damn, he really wished he was at home, where he could pet one of his cattle. The mooing form his spell made him homesick.
"If you don't want to end up hurt, I suggest you go home now, while I tend to the gentleman you've injured," he said, voice firm.
Noir Songbird
The scent of hay and grass fills the air, and distant impressions of peaceful cows at rest or grazing appear around him. Gentle moos can be heard. Surrounded by cattle, and in the safety of the herd, small cuts and bruises are healed for allies. This attack lasts for 25 seconds, has a radius of eight feet, and has three uses.
Ugh, god, he was one of the moral ones. Industria sighed, and very carefully lowered herself off the transformer.
He was much bigger than her. And frankly, she had no guarantee he wouldn't be offended and follow her. At least his magic didn't seem to be doing much--but she couldn't trust that it wasn't him gearing up to do serious damage. Hers, after all, didn't seem to do much on the outside, just a sound and a brief vision, before it set your mind racing with ideas.
He looked to be a bull. She was not interested in a career as a matador. And she didn't have the cape for it, anyway.
"He interrupted my observations," she said, "and would have hurt or frightened the poor creature. But if you so wish to protect him, fine."
She began to back away, carefully, and then darted over as fast as she could, scooping up the lizard for just a brief moment.
"Sorry, little friend," she told it, and then she tossed it in the Senshi's direction. With care, not hard, just enough to startle it and get it to breathe fire at him.
With that distraction deployed, she took off running.
genovianprince
Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2025 9:15 pm
Amateru watched her every movement, tense and ready for whatever she might decide to throw his way. He didn't truly want to get into an all-out brawl, but if she made it into one, he wouldn't hesitate to do his best to ensure he came out on top, little lady she though she was.
However, despite how shrewdly he watched her, he truly wasn't ready for the lizard to be tossed in his direction. He startled at that, dodging the poor thing rather than reaching out to catch it—which was probably a good thing, given it spat fire at him. He quickly patted out the fire that had caught on his fuku.
