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Months had passed since the attack from the Ringmaster and Noctua had yet to get the mysterious general out of her mind. While Cinnabar had pushed and demanded of her, her protection had been more along the lines of teaching her how to defend herself. And while there was value in that, there was definite comfort in being protected when she was clearly outmatched.

And Benitoite, as she had learned his name, had provided that.

A nurturing that Noctua was not aware was available in the negaverse, but she welcomed all the same. She craved the glow of power, it was true. And Benitoite had that in droves given his rank. But what she also needed though she did not realize was softness. She was brittle, she knew. Not just in body but in spirit and in mind. Sleeplessness often drove away any semblance of reason that she had and when she could find snatches of it, it took all of her focus and energy to maintain it.

Could this man fix that?

It was worth a shot, Noctua supposed, and she had spent the last months making herself totally useless. She mad missed weekly check-ins with her general and when she did come, she openly mocked him. She fell short on quota. Fought bitterly with her team mates. Everything that she could possibly do so that when she flung the transfer papers down on his desk, the general hurriedly signed them and banished her from his office. He never stood once during this interaction, useless blob of a man. Let him sigh wistfully over his youth and pine for better days long gone. Noctua was in those better days. And she was going to seize them.

Now it was just to find the general. Noctua carried the transfer papers with her everywhere now, in hopes of finding him during her energy hunts. There was no worry about what she would do if Benitoite didn't sign them. Somehow, she knew that he would.

The aura of a general caught her attention almost at once, and Noctua made a beeline for its source. Whether it was Benitoite or not, it didn't matter. If it was someone else, then maybe they could help her find him. DC was a big city, and any help she could get was welcomed. Granted, she probably could have just contacted him on her communicator... if this turned out not to be him she might just do that.

Damn her sleepless brain...

The trail of the general's aura sent her twisting and turning down alleyways, avoiding the homeless and the destitute as best she could, but unable to keep herself from being grabbed more than once. When she would have incapacitated her attacker, however, now she only twisted free and went on her way. She was too busy to bother with petty inconveniences.

Her chase led her up a building to a rooftop in a part of the city she had not previously been in. Unfamiliar territory sent her nerves ablaze, but the sight of the general whom she was seeking settled them back again.

Her search was over.

"General," came her soft greeting. She bowed her head respectfully, holding the papers in front of her.

"You may not remember me, and that's fine. My name is Sailor Noctua... and though it's not my place, I would like to ask you something."

She too had sensed the corrupted senshi, though not as soon as her General had, Katya did so wish she had his range of aura detection - it would greatly help her in her job. Either way the corrupted senshi was here now and Katya could sense her.

Perking up in her generals arms the Russian Blue watched the girl in wonder. She looked almost...ill? There was still some sort of strength to the girl as well. She wasn't weak....not like she looked to be, not as she perhaps should be.

Waving off her Generals concern her green eyes were focused on the girl. "What can we do for you?" Because whatever it was Katya was here too, and she would help however she could. She was a guardian cat and her job was to help the Negaverse...especially it's senshi.