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Sylvite wasn't necessarily looking for a basic senshi. What she was looking for was someone who could tell her about Cybele, or this Princess, and that meant someone who didn't have like, a fifty percent chance of being brand new to all of this.

After asking around a little bit more in Negaspace, she'd found that Cybele was definitely unaccounted for and also probably emotionally compromised, maybe even a treason risk. A treason risk. After Sylvite had spared her life, and spent over a hundred dollars buying snacks for her, and everything else that had happened, Cybele was just going to go up and decide her old friends were cooler or something?

Yeah, no. That wasn't going to happen, not if Sylvite had anything to say about it.

Although apparently she wasn't going to be saying much about it right now, since the basic aura was the only one she could find. She hesitated, thinking about just moving on, but it wasn't like she could abandon her regular duties just because something else had come up. Basic senshi were good to talk to. Sometimes you could get ideas in their heads before they talked to the wrong people.

She followed the aura, and when she caught sight of a senshi landing an awesome flip, she was immediately glad she had.

"Oooh, that was a good one," she said, jogging a few steps to catch up to him while she looked over his stripey outfit. "Also, I like your little bell hat. Also, hi!"

This senshi didn't seem aggressive right off the bat, or even nervous or anything, and that was always a good sign. It didn't always take a long time for people to get all caught up in Order's propaganda and end up convinced that the Negaverse was bad, and that Generals were scary.

This guy, by his own admittance, was super new, and that was a good thing.

Sylvite spent a good five seconds just admiring his outfit. The stripes were fun. The bright colors would pop better against black, but Sylvite knew better than to bring that up quite yet.

"Yeah! One of the perks of magic is super good reflexes," she said instead, still grinning. "It's great for parkour and stuff."

Sylvite backed up a few steps and did a backflip to demonstrate, landing perfectly on her feet and doing a little bow afterwards. Maybe it wasn't the best example, since she could do a backflip anyway, but the magic did help.

Only then did she actually notice his hair. Her eyes sparkled. "Woah, we match! Pretty much exactly! That's what my hair looks like if I don't curl it." She squinted at him, chewing on the insides of her cheek for a second. "Okay, maybe mine's a little longer, but we're basically twins."

Sylvite nodded, the grin never leaving her face. "I'm a General, yeah," she said, gathering her skirt-cape thing in her hands to swish it a little bit and show off the sparkly pink lining better. "It's pretty fun."

She was proud of that cape. She'd earned it.

This guy must have known at least a little bit about the Negaverse, or the war, or something, if he knew what the ranks were called and that her fancy clothes made her stronger. Still, he wasn't acting that suspicious, or scared, or anything.

"General Sylvite," she added, giving a little wave where she wiggled her fingers, because this was a proper introduction now. "What's your name, mister twin?"

She wasn't here to stab such a fun senshi, but she was here to do her job and figure out who he was.

Before she was done talking, she was already doing another flip, and she threw in a back handspring afterwards this time, although she didn't actually walk the senshi through any of it, not yet. She needed her answers, first.

Sylvite gasped when he did his own set of handsprings, and then she clapped her hands, her grin getting big again. "See, you can do it too!" she said. Yeah, she really liked this guy. Even half the people in the Negaverse wouldn't do acrobatics with her.

Plus, what he was saying was even more interesting. "Arthurian court?" she asked, not having to fake any curiosity of her own. That definitely wasn't something she'd heard about before. "I thought you guys were the White Moon Court or something." If they'd rebranded, that probably meant something, or if there were, like, littler courts around, that was worth knowing about too.

She was about to ask about his magic, too, but it turned out she didn't even have to do that. He was saying some rhyme, and then suddenly there were four of him. Four.

She wondered how long they were gonna stick around, because one of him was already kinda something.

As they ran around in circles, Sylvite giggled, her eyes darting from one brightly colored senshi to another until her head spun. "Woah," she said, blinking. "That's awesome. Uh-"

She whirled around, pointing at the one slightly to her right at the moment. "You?"

Okay, this was harder than it looked. Getting it right was important, too. Maybe it wasn't some kind of life or death situation, but Sylvite did want to know about his Court thingy.

So, when they all lined up, she gave each one a quick once over. It didn't really help. None of them were obviously, like, ghosts, or magic, or something. There was probably some quirk that she was missing that she could've figured out if she'd known Parsifal a little bit better, but since she'd met him less than five minutes ago, that wasn't doing her any good.

Basically, that meant she was back to guessing.

"You?" she asked the middle one, then added quickly, "But you gotta tell me about the Arthurians! You got me all curious, it sounds awesome!"

If she'd ended up guessing wrong, she figured she'd just have to find some other way to be persuasive about it.

"Got you!" said Sylvite, unable to contain her giggling.

It might have been total luck, but she still felt pretty proud of herself. Plus, she got to learn about Arthurians, and she bounced up and down on her toes while he explained it to her.

"Oh, so like a mini team," she said. "That makes a lot of sense, actually."

It was also something that Information officers like her were supposed to keep an eye on, so it was good that she'd gotten him to tell her. Sylvite knew as well as anyone that when Order managed to get a little bit more organized, stuff got bad.

She didn't wanna hold the being in a team thing against this guy, though. He seemed really sweet, and she hoped she'd given him a decent first impression of the Negaverse.

"Okay, so I should probably get home soon," she said, except by home she meant somewhere she could update t he database, "But it was really nice to meet you, Parsifal! I liked your little game!"

"Hey, I think it's okay to sound like a little kid sometimes if you're having fun," said Sylvite.

She'd never stopped herself from giggling, or from wearing pinks and sparkles and cheap plastic accessories just 'cause she'd hit a certain age. She liked other people who had the same ideas about that kind of stuff, and this guy seemed to fit that category.

"See you around, Parsifal!" she said.

Then she sprinted off, in the other direction.