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 Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2026 8:19 pm
Generally speaking he did not need to go out and gather energy, he worked at the lounge which his general ran, but he’d decided to go out tonight regardless. It wasn’t because he was falling behind, far from it, but he needed the time out to breathe and figured he might as well use his time out wisely; it was cramped in the apartment. He was used to the small space, he’d long since become accustomed to it, but tonight it had just bothered him in a way he couldn’t entirely put to words. He just felt a need to do something, anything, and he couldn’t in the small space. He didn’t work tonight so he couldn’t get out and go to work, how he wished he could, so instead he was out on his own.
Instead he had found someone, not the first person tonight, and had yanked them into an alleyway so he could drain them. He would be nice, kind, because he wasn't evil or anything. He was knew there were still some restaurants open in the area and they had back doors that were often open. He’d tuck her into one of them and she’d be safe and warm…someone would find her.
That was the plan as he kept a hand over her mouth as he took the energy he needed from him. He couldn't risk letting her go, she might just attack him, he didn’t want things to turn into a fight with her. This was bad enough, and he did feel guilt for it, but it was a need.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2026 8:20 pm
Tonight had been an easy night; the incoming inventory to the archive had already passed through verification by the time it ended up on his desk. So with that extra time, instead of heading home. Albrecht decided to take some more time to look at the cube.
Unfortunately, that meant he needed to power up, something he wasn’t planning on doing in the archives. So after grabbing something to eat, he popped around back and powered up. Looking at the cube, especially the disc encased within it, he walked past the next few alleys until he heard something that sounded like a commotion.
He’d looked absentmindedly more than anything, and he froze, cube in hand, as he looked at the man and woman near some of the back doors that led to the restaurant he’d just gotten dinner from.
“Oh.”
He really wasn’t a hero, not when it came down to it. But he felt like he should say something. The problem was what to say since the floating ideas in his head all seemed terrible.
“Let her go.” Opting for that, as he held the cube at the ready to throw, he took a few steps closer while giving them a stern look.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2026 8:21 pm
He’d felt them before he’d seen them, something he was slowly getting used to, this wasn’t his first encounter with order and he’d been slowly working out how to tell senshi from knight. He could tell order from chaos, that was nice and easy, but senshi from knight was harder for him. In time he knew he’d get the hang of it, and he knew there would be plenty more run-ins with them to aid in that, he just wished this run in wasn’t now. The woman was let go of, of course she was, and as she slumped down at his feet he eyed the knight and raised a brow, as if telling them that this was their fault. He’d been trying to get her somewhere safe and warm…not here. But they wanted him to let her go…so be it?
“Maybe you should butt out of things, it’s safe that way.” For her, on the ground nearly unconscious, and for the other as well. Moving to walk around her, towards the knight. “Now she can stay here.” Because he wasn't going to continue with the plan, he couldn’t with the knight here, and what were they going to do? The same thing he was going to do? The orb of energy, which he’d been holding onto, vanished as it headed for subspace for now.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2026 8:21 pm
Watching as the woman slumped to the ground like a sack of potatoes, he was half surprised they’d listened to him. Though the face they made back at him didn’t really seem like they were doing it for any good reason. That was one problem solved, now the second problem would be how to get her somewhere safe that wasn’t a back alley.
Taking a step to the side as they walked closer, he couldn’t exactly deny that butting into things was troublesome and dangerous, but that bubbly Ekstrom seemed to have things to say about helping others, and he might try just a bit to do that too.
“Well, once you get out of here and go… wherever it is that you go, then I can get her somewhere safer.” Not that there was much confidence in his voice as he spoke, this whole thing was a pain, but he had to do something, maybe sometimes. So, taking another sidestep, he threw the cube right towards his face before trying to run past them towards the woman.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2026 8:24 pm
“You act as though that wasn’t what I was going to do already, before you stuck your nose into things, she'd have been safe.” She just needed rest, a good amount of it, but she’d be fine in the morning or by the end of tomorrow. Londonite wasn’t pleased though, not with being interrupted nor with the other thinking he wasn’t going to at least care for her in some manner, and so was it any surprise when he got close enough that he aimed to punch the knight in the face?
Just as he did that, and it threw off his aim, a cube was smacking him in the face. Startled, taking a step back, he turned and took out his small hair pin and made to launch himself at the other all white aiming to try and stab them with the hair stick. They could have gotten off with just being hit for being rude and making such assumptions about him, but now…now he wanted to stab them and draw blood.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2026 8:34 pm
The punch caught him still, even if it hadn’t hit him in the face like they’d been trying. Running a bit off kilter, as he nearly lost balance, he worked on picking up the woman as best as he could, even as they took a step back.
Fitness hadn’t been his strong suit, but if there was another silver lining to this whole magical thing, he could at least move faster and carry more than when he wasn’t in this outfit. So with a grunt and a heave-ho, he picked her up bridal style and started booking it down the alleyway.
“Piss off!” It was about as much as he was going to say in edgewise as he scrambled away with the unconscious woman. He wasn’t exactly sure what to do aside from bringing her somewhere that wasn’t here, but he considered it his one good deed to make up for his co-workers and clients complaining about how he ran the archive.
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