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Ugh.

He hated teleportation. The way it made his stomach flip was unnatural. "That s**t is ten times worse when you have no energy." Des gasped in between dry heaving. He almost hadn't noticed the fingers slipping into his hair. He grimaced, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth. "Don't. My hair's gross." He groaned. It had gotten longer, constantly in the way.

"What about our stuff? Arsenic?" What had they solved? They just ran, like always.

When Kerberos finally chose to reveal himself though, it was as if his personality did a 180. He perked up almost instantly. He rushed to his feet, tripping in the progress as he staggered towards the senshi. As he let himself collapse on the smaller frame, his clothes shifted, changing into Fangite's uniform. "Your hair's gotten so long..." He mumbled, burying his face into Kerberos' shoulder and holding on tight. A snarl caught his attention though, and he shifted turning away from Kerb and towards the noise.

He froze, staring at the creature.

"A-Airi??"



Airi hadn't expected to cross paths with Kerberos of all people while looking for someone else. The youma blinked several times, throwing the senshi a confused look. "What are you doi-" He cut himself off with a sigh, his ears drooping. "You know what... Never mind. I don't wanna know."

When Kerberos asked for help, Airi agreed almost instantly. Of course he would have. Kerberos had done nothing to him. The senshi was probably one of the few friends he had outside of Thanos and Ezra, if not the only one. Though when the got closer to the park, he backed off. Choosing instead to stick to the shadows. He watched as the senshi revealed himself. Airi followed as best he could without completely giving himself away. He stopped though as someone moved, scrambled and threw themselves at Kerb. He tensed for a moment before realizing it was Des. If that was Des, then who...? His gaze fell on a familiar brown leather and the fur stood on edge.

He snapped his jaws, growling as he stalked out of the shadows, moving to put himself in front of Kerberos and Fangite, blocking the two off from Natron.

Noir Songbird

Airi growled again. "Of course he 'got an idea' about it. Youattacked him. You attacked us all. 'Not well' and 'poisoned by chaos' are a bit of an understatement at this point! " The youma snapped.

"You tried to kill people who cared about you, and you were okay with it." His growls quieted only slightly at the hand in his fur. "You never listen. Look where its gotten you. You can't tell if you're coming or going. Des is practially on death's door, despite... the attempts that were made. You chased Kerberos off when all he did was try to help. It's a wonder he even answered your call, let alone decided to help you. You tried to dust me. You tried to hurt Fangite, through me." Airi's ears flattened on the back of his head. "You're lucky you have have that cat. Otherwise I would have torn you to shreds where you stand."

With a huff he turned, stalkingboff a short ways for distance. But still close enough if the situation arose. "Thebcave was your own fault and we all know it." He spat.

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Fangite sighed at the squeeze. "I don't want to talk about it." He whined, pressing his cheek against Kerberos' shoulder and playing with a strand of hair. His gaze flickered to Airi as the youma spoke. He flinched though, when his friend spoke of him. Sucking in a breathe he dropped the strand of hair and covered his ears as he tried to curl in on himself, squeezinf his eyes shut.

Airitech snarled, ignoring Natron in favor of turning to face Kerberos. "If you're calling her I should probably leave. She may not be a fighter, but there's still no telling what could happen if I was present." Airitech took a moment to just watch Fangite before giving a small sigh and looking at Kerberos once more. "Keep me posted. Send Io if need be. It might be safer that way, for both of us." The youma then turned, stalking off into the shadows

Fangite just sighed, too tired to pull his wrist free. "I don't care. I just want this to be over with. I'm done with all this mess." He honestly didn't care who did it, what happened.

The Captain rolled his eyes with a snort. "I don't care what I am anymore. Been there done that. Its the same song and dance, just with a different set of colors." He sulked further into himself. "And I'm not having that conversation with you again. We had it four ******** times before you left." Okay so maybe he was still a little sore about that. But whatever, he'd get over it. Eventually. His gaze flicked to Airi, watching as the youma retreated into the dark without another word.

"Let's just get this over with." He sighed, defeated. "The sooner the better. In all seriousness, I can not guarantee I will be conscious for much longer."

The stars in the night sky twinkled, a gentle glimmer of hope in the darkness. Things seemed normal--still, and unyielding, for a long moment. Cosmos could not hear everything and be everywhere, and could not always come when summoned.

But, tonight, she did.

A trail of sparkling light moved across the sky, growing slightly larger until it flickered out of existence.

Her aura washed over them just as she shimmered into their presence. Cosmos was usually calm and unreadable, impassive and aloof. Tonight, she seemed guarded and clutched at her staff tightly as she looked at the two agents before her.

It was only Kerberos' presence that seemed to bring her some relief and she nodded to him in greeting.

"Why have you summoned me?" she asked the agents, as if she might have suspected some sort of trap or greater issue at hand. Her eyes flickered across their faces, and then again to Kerberos as if she might have read the answer there if she only looked hard enough.