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For a split second after he teleported he was Ares still, her tall boots and short skirts making him totter and slap at the offending tickle of cloth that rode in the worst and strangest places. Long ribbons that tickled bare skin that shouldn't have been and hair that was so long and heavy that it gave him a small headache, never mind how tight she wore her curious 'twists'....
He coughed to try and clear his lungs of the last of that infernal smoke, eyes watering and wheezing from the last of his ill timed laughter.

Oh to have seen the look on her face when he wasn't there... he had a direction, or he MIGHT have a direction he should say... it left a lot of ground to cover but if he dared to hold out that sliver of hope he could send out teams of as many captains as he could afford to scour that 'path'.

Paranoia still crept up the back of his neck, whispering in his ears and teasing his watering eyes that there were people watching him, even here...even now. He glanced about wild eyed as he tried to shake the last of the effects that played all too well on his own personal fears.

So hard to breathe, his lungs still felt heavy and he could swear he tasted it still in his mouth, what he would have given to be able to stuff a handful of tear gas under her turned up, furious nose.

Someone... no he was sure of it, but he was turning all the wrong directions to be sure who was where... he cast his eyes about too frantic to really see what he was looking for or who because on some level he was sure that somehow...SOMEHOW Ares would be right behind him.

"JESUSCHRIST!" Yelped Zink, which in itself was unusual when he wasn't murderously furious. His heartbeat LEPT in his chest thunderously and he was wide eyed and terrified in a way he had seldom been since he was a lieutenant.

For one brief moment he was utterly positive that Ares had arrived wither her rather idiotic and gullible recruit in toe to finish him off or drag him off to whatever horrors they had already undertaken to inflict on the missing 6.

In the span of that first heartbeat he'd pulled out the fragile indigo 'crystals' from his pocket, half a beat through the next they were already toppling to the floor as his fingers un curled and his foot shifted to try and ensure that they shattered on impact, by the third beat he was stumbling under the weight and momentum of his assailant as the 'crystals' fragmented with tiny crystalline sounds to unleash their noxious contents.

Most of Zink's landing was dedicated in turn to hastily shoving his goggles into place when meant his shoulder took rather more of the brunt of it than was strictly advisable, but at least he wasn't going down blind... just in pain.

"... SCHEELITE!!!" came the enraged bark after the initial confusion had worn off. "...just.. TELEPORT..." he barked it as an order, frustration and embarrassment were a potent combination.

He rolled and gripped at his shoulder where the bruise was already throbbing and reminding him that it would last and he would hate it for some time, but at least he wasn't wheezing and tearing up like Scheelite, one other lieutenant had wretched from the potent smoke.

OH he wanted to give him an earful about sneaking up on him but that lesson had almost defiantly taught itself.

"Well you scared the ever loving s**t out of me thank you!" He said with rather more sarcasm than was strictly needed.

"And -that-" he added perfunctorily as he waved a hand at the dissipating smog of noxious fumes. "Is my weapon upgrade... behaves in the same manner that civilian -tear gas- does... irritates soft tissues enormously, if it's as potent as the 'real' thing there is even a chance it could cause temporary blindness..."

He was at least marginally proud that his weapon was now not only a smoke screen and a vague irritant it could in fact be vaguely DANGEROUS depending on the wind conditions. Fortunately he'd had a few ranks and over a year to learn the hard way to take note of such things.

"Sit down... take a few breaths, let it get out of your system" He advised not yet ready to take his own mask down.

Zink grimaced in disgust at the sound of Scheelite retching, though he would have to get used to that sound effect given his weapon. Still, it did nothing to help him fight the fact that the sound of someone else vomiting raised the bile in his own throat, he forced it down and concentrated on his own orders to 'just breathe' before he spoke again.

"Glad to see you up again, feeling better?" He asked letting just enough of the satisfaction he felt for having MADE Scheelite sleep creep into his voice to give it the proper tone of amusement rather than the tone of 'your retching sound effects make me want to vomit as well' tones.

"Sorry for the smoke... I thought for a moment you were Ares, figures that I would run into her when I was disguised as her." He curled his lip in frustration, a small snarl that didn't even begin to touch the venom he felt for the Parallel and her 'brood'.

"You got Drunk." Zinkenite replied without missing a beat. He had no intention of getting into a 'you drained me, you b*****d' argument with Scheelite, not right now.

"I ran into Ares because I was milking one of her underlings for information, I got lucky... he actually started to lead me in a rather definite direction, it's not MUCH, but if it was an accurate path perhaps we can eliminate some places from the 'board' as it were."

He shrugged and wished rather hard that he had some kind of magical water bottle that went with the uniform. Wouldn't that just be the best accessory in the world after a mouth full of smoke and god knew what else.

"Other than that...no... no word." He shook his head wearily.

"I may have a direction for us to follow... I'm not POSITIVE if it's legitimate, but it's more than I've had to date... I still don't know HOW the hell they are keeping us from finding them... so I want you and any other captains you can GET to take maps when you go out."

He waved his hands punctuating his thoughts with hand jesters in his excitement. Sweeping fingers and waving arms dictated that they should mark down the paths they took, they should mark them down in as much detail as they could.

Perhaps the secret to finding the Senshi Bastards wasn't what they could find or where they went, it was where they had to date failed to go.

"I want you to go -everywhere- I don't care if you need to find one of us who has a LOCK pick, bring a Ski mask bring gloves, don't leave fingerprints that might track back to your civilian side... just look."

He paced back and forth thinking.

"I know their not... SEEMING to go anywhere logical but track any senshi you can too, back up when your done because you'll want to retrace your steps but I want to know where they are going, SOONER or later enough of them will return to a GIVEN location, something HOPEFULLY in line with the path that Idiot started to take tonight and then...THEN we might finally have them."

"Well done..." Zink said examining the map.
"Both of you... nice young Lieutenant too by the way." He said glancing up at Dem having finally met her.

"This must have taken a lot of patience... thank you." He said smoothing a hand over it and examining it to see if Dem had made any further marks or notes.

"Thank you Dem... I'm sorry for ... smoking you, you just surprised me is all, you're doing great work..."