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 Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2023 12:04 am
Since the incident with Tsukuyomi, Richel had made her rounds with an ounce of caution, always keeping alert for any unknown powered individuals trying to get in her way, whether they were Order aligned or not. She was aware, of course, that not all Dark Mirror senshi would be like the one she had encountered; they were supposed to have an alliance, after all, even if Richel highly doubted all of them actually adhered to it. Nor did she believe for one second that all of the Negaverse considered the Dark Mirror allies, but... Well, it wasn't really her problem, to be honest. As long as none of the others tried to interfere with her energy gathering, she didn't particularly care, because if they truly turned out to pose a threat, surely those higher up in the ranks would deal with them. At the very least, she had made an unexpected ally out of a fellow negaverse senshi, who had offered their assistance if she happened to run into the white moon senshi that had given her trouble before, so that was nice, at least. At first, the night went fairly uneventfully, save for some difficulty in finding easy targets to drain. As the night went on, however, Richel had the feeling she was being tailed, sensing the aura of another negaverse senshi, but one of a higher rank than Langite. Initially, she did her best to ignore it; perhaps they had similar 'routes' that they preferred to take, and it was simply a coincidence and she wasn't actually being tailed. After awhile, however, she could no longer ignore the nagging suspicion that it was no mere coincidence and that she was indeed being watched, and Richel finally spoke up, agitation clear in her voice. "May I help you?" Hopefully this get her an answer and clear things up once and for all.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2023 7:17 pm
"Probably," Chrysocolla said, tone neutral, and sped up enough to come - not face-to-face with the other woman. Close to that, sort of. Arm's-length, maybe. She clasped her hands in front of her stomach, made sure to keep her posture and her face neutral but slightly irritated, and took a long look at Richelsdorfite.
Workable, as senshi went. Not in great shape, but that could be improved. Sometimes, Chrysocolla had discovered, to keep herself busy and productive she needed to take on projects. Beatrix was one; Richelsdorfite, maybe, was another.
"Sailor Richelsdorfite, right? Or do you have a nickname you like better?" She grimaced a little. Some crystalline shimmer of tangerine flickered across her irises. "It's kind of a mouthful."
She could be friendly, softer, but it didn't seem like that'd work here. Not when Richel had started things off with that kind of tone. That was fine. Some people worked better when it was made very clear Chrysocolla was not their friend. "Do you have a General right now?" A General, an Eternal, whatever. Same thing. Beatrix had started calling her General Chrysocolla, which she honestly kind of liked! It felt so official.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2023 9:01 pm
There was something unnerving, almost intimidating about Chrysacolla, that Richel couldn't quite put a finger to, though it perhaps had something to do with this lingering sense of familiarity she also felt... as if she should know who this corrupt was. That didn't seem correct at all though, now did it? As far as Richel was concerned, this was the very first time the two had crossed paths. (Any further thoughts she had on the matter were quickly silenced, as she quashed that motion for the meantime. It wasn't something Richel felt deserved any dwelling on, ultimately.) "I prefer Richel," the corrupt responded, and if there was at least one thing the other senshi had a point with, it was that her full name was quite lengthy. Then Chrysacolla asked if she had a General, and Richel felt herself getting on the defensive; was this why she was being tailed? Because they suspected her of something? She had no direct superior that she answered to, no, but she had also been (except for that one incident) minding her own business and doing her duty. "And if I say I don't?" Richel finally said, guarded, "Are you offering?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2023 1:06 pm
Richel needed to improve her tone, but one step at a time. Some Generals might have hurt her for it, and some might have thought it was cute, and Chrysocolla sat firmly in the middle on that scale.
"Yes," she said, simply. "I'll be straight-forward with you. One of the highest rates we have on traitors is forced recruitments who ended up doing their own thing." It felt like that, anyway! Just a bunch of cannon fodder who hadn't wanted to be there in the first place and who hadn't been taught how to want it. And then there were all the Generals who randomly started growing a conscience, and Hessonite said they couldn't just youmaglia everyone, so apparently there was no way to deal with the leaking lake. "Whoever was supposed to take responsibility for you didn't. Someone needs to, or you won't get trained."
"I was forced," she'd thought about how to word this, had to make it succinct and clear even if it made it more complicated than normal, "so I have... a vested interest in your success."
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