Originally Posted by
scribbler_jones
A bus pulls up in front of the JBW building. Two conspicuous figures disembark: one, a small man dressed in black with a devilish fire in his eyes; the other, a strong-looking woman dressed in a business suit - a three-piece suit with a purple vest and tie.
"You sure this is where you want to be?" The driver asks, looking the two up and down. "This place is - "
"For a bus driver, you're a nosy man." The woman in purple cuts the bus driver off with a measure of cold, blunt annoyance. She looks at the driver - and even though she's wearing violet-shaded sunglasses, the menace in her eyes shines through like an angry sun. "We know what this place is."
"Please excuse my promotional manager... she's a very direct kind of woman." The man in black speaks with a soothing tone, but something in his voice and the gleam in his eyes scares the bus driver to his core. "What she means is that we belong here. We understand the meaning of 'Justifiably Badass.' In fact, we don't just belong here... this place belongs to us."
The bus driver seems nonplussed by this. He is even more confused by another detail he notices...
"You know, you folks look a lot like those two famous people... are you Sagittarius Blue and Pisces Pink?"
The two look at each other, then look back at the driver. "We get that a lot," answers the man in black with his dangerously soothing voice. "I look a lot like him... well, he looks a lot like me, really..." He runs his fingers through his long black hair as he speaks, then gestures at the emblem on his jacket - the sign of the archer. "We share the same sign, same looks... same blood. But... that's where the 'same' ends."
The woman in purple has the same indifferently cold expression - and speaks in the same indifferently cold tone. "I'm not wearing pink, you simpleton. I have a better skin complexion than that street trash. And I'm a totally different sign altogether." She points to her jeweled golden tie pin - shaped in the form of the sign of the virgin.
The bus driver is confused by this, but even more so... he is intimidated by what he senses from the duo. A dangerous, menacing vibe that threatened only the worst for anyone in its way. He went to wish the two good luck, but they had already disregarded him and began walking towards their destination.
The man in black and the woman in violet walked with a slow, deliberate pace. She has a stern, icy glare; he has a gleam in his eye lit by the fires of hell and shaped in the forge of mayhem. She looked up at her guardian sign, that of the virgin, burning with a dark light that threatened to consume the other stars in the sky.
He looked up at his sign, that of the archer... and seethed. "You should be mine. Mine alone... not his. And soon... you will light only my path."
And so the two march towards JBW... and the skies darken even further with their approach.