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Scylla saw her coming as much as felt her, with the General's aura so close. Almost overpowering, the closer she got; the Senshi had the brief sensation she could taste it on her tongue if she wanted. She could feel the tentacle being tugged, being pulled, and she smiled-- something bitter, tense, since it felt like her wrist was being squeezed. There were choices. She could let her in close, or she could keep her at a distance. Did she trust her chances in hand to hand combat? There was a chance of anything, really, and she would not be the mop up on the General's little plate.

"And what about the one who got away, Serandite?" the senshi asked instead, using a technique that she used far too commonly to get away from Andrew Collins when he had been teaching her. She dropped and rolled, and came up just like he'd told her to. (Her later instructors had said she could stop, drop and roll masterfully should she ever catch fire.) "Do you feel like a failure? I saved her, took that prey from you, just like I'm taking him." she didn't need to indicate the other senshi.

She could feel Foramen struggling in the one limb, and she released her grip on him, the free limb sluggishly moving in the direction of Bear, gliding along the ground turtle-slow. Not that there was far to go, and in the end it was a good thing it didn't make it in time. Foramen attacked-- lord, she could remember the way getting hit by THAT had felt-- and her limbs took advantage.

Scylla did not push the offensive. She remained on the defensive. This was, after all, a rescue more than an assault. This did not stop her from daydreaming about punching Serandite in the face, repeatedly, or spraying her in the face with a can of Raid. To be rid of pests, and everything.

She really didn't like the thought of getting hand to hand with a Negaverser. Scylla's talents lay in things other than her own physical power. She could pull what she had with Lina, and just tangle her up, but the pink girl could teleport out just as the bluenette had been able to.

Why wasn't she a strategist?

It worked. One of the bunny's arms caught in the rift, warping a few feet away. That left just three limbs that the stuffed animal could still attack with. God damn it. Some days even teleporting was just too slow.

Foramen's vision blurred. When he shook it clear, the pink haired General was almost on top of him. Clearly Serendite wasn't having the same problem he was with her teleporting today.

"Aw, s**t," he choked out. He edged back against the tentacle surrounding him, hoping it was still up for the job. Instinct wanted him to fight free from the limb holding him in place, but his brain pointed out that he was so safer out there. For a tiny girl, she'd already dealt him a great deal of damage. So, remaining in the tentacle cocoon it was, and hoping Scylla reacted quickly.

Naturally, Generals had far more teleporting capabilities than captains-- but it even took a toll on them. Serandite's bunny was out of commission and her teleporting skills were waning fast. With such low energy, Serandite wasn't sure she could call forth her youma either. (Tanzanite's arm would be really handy at this moment.) Not that she would have shown any weakness to Scylla-- let the woman think she could teleport as many times as she wished. But her complexion was slowly growing paler and her movements getting sloppy. Her precise control over her rabbit faltered, the wave of exhaustion falling over Serandite for the briefest of moments nearly had her missing her footing .. and nearly falling into Scylla's combat range.

Her tongue clicked in a 'tch,' the beginning of a fatigued headache starting to come on as Serandite only saw the blur of Sylla's moves. Her palm painfully caught Scylla's fist, her other arm lifted in a defensive gesture.

Eternals really got on people's nerves. Even as a general .. Serandite wasn't sure she could take an eternal and a senshi at once. She could wear them down at the cost of her own endurance .. but what then? They'd use their phone to call another .. Serandite would use her communication decide to call another .. It would be a test of who got there first. The risk of three against one?

... Too much for Serandite. By now, she had recognized a withdrawal as a strategic move, not as a blow to her pride. She'd get her chance.

"Next time, tentacles."

The farewell came as swiftly as it left. A tall pink platform heel was kicked upwards towards Scylla's incoming figure, with a flurry of orange-yellow ribbons and black mixed as Serandite leaped backwards, the general's bright colors eclipsed by the black shadow of the forest. Even as they looked back, Serandite's bunny and it's amputated arm would be gone as well.

"Oh thank god." Scylla groaned it at the same time Foramen did, and threw a useless gesture in the direction the pink-haired girl had been. "I hate that Negaverse teleporting trick. They jump around like little fleas." her tentacle didn't try and squeeze, or keep him tangled. The senshi of the Kraken couldn't feel the General nearby, though she briefly thought she could sense a couple small fry. The feeling, however, was gone almost as soon as it came, so the short woman visibly relaxed, extending a hand to help the other senshi disentangle himself.

"Good to see you, Foramen. We have to stop meeting like this." she met his half-smile with one of her own, trying not to laugh. He might take it the wrong way. "Good job, though. Serandite is a mean one." Scylla didn't need to express her relief that she'd made it in time to save another senshi. "We could have danced around each other forever." Or until Scylla had reached her time limit. If it weren't for Foramen, Scylla could have withdrawn, or fought with more focus. But the other senshi was injured, and leaving would have meant something very bad for a regular senshi trying to stand alone against a General.

"No need to thank me." she assured him. "How bad is it? Can you walk, or do you need some assistance?"

"I said Negaverse teleporting trick." Scylla reminded the other dryly. "Don't get me wrong- it is a fabulous ability. However, I also tend to prefer such an advantage on my side rather than sneaking up behind me." She watched the other senshi carefully, dark brows furrowing. Foramen looked a little tired, but the senshi of the Kraken didn't see anything terrible in the injuries. As far as she could tell there were no broken bones or out of joint limbs, but for all the time that Jada had spent in the hospital in the last year she still didn't have her degree in medicine. "This job used to be a lot easier."

As Foramen asked for her arm, she was grateful that in her henshined form her magic boosted her stamina. Even if the redhead was right around her height, she wasn't sure if she could drag him out of here without it should he not be as well-off as he seemed. He seemed displeased to have to ask for her aid, so she offered her arm in silence, making no move to grab at him. He had asked for the aid, so he could take advantage of her helpfulness as needed.

"Where do you need to go?" she asked quietly. "Do you need to go to the clinic?" Had Foramen heard of the prostitute-run "hospital" which was so helpful to the senshi? "We need to move." She knew she didn't say it, but the words spilled from her lips anyway. The General knew that one of them was at least wounded, and the other as able to pull a tie at best. If she came back... especially with aid...

"If you're sure." Scylla's brow furrowed; she didn't press. "It's not really a clinic though, really." She paused, thinking. One of them might have medical experience aside from the basics. "It's actually a whorehouse."

Anything to keep the conversation flowing.

"Just let me know when we get close," she told Foramen. "I don't know where you need to be to teleport, and I'd really rather my arm not go with you." It was a lame attempt at a joke, but it was the thought that counted.

Arm in arm, the two senshi limped away.