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Turquoise is on first floor.

Lieutenant Turquoise had arrived early. After the hostage plan had turned into a disaster like over-cooked rice in her part and after she had finally got rid of the overly protective, oddly familiarly acting Cosmos page (seriously, just who was that guy?) she had contacted General Buddingtonite and asked for directions. She had got orders to come in the warehouse right away and get ready for the next phase.

So, here she was, sitting on top of one of the racks, leaning against one of boxes, her arms resting on her knees that she had curled close to her chest. In her left hand, she held binoculars while her right hand was holding the communication crystal. This position had it's cons and pros. On the plus side, she had a nice view to down and the situation as a whole and she might had better changes to use these boxes. Besides, it was nice to have some alone time. On the minus side, falling down could be lethal. She needed to be careful.

Buddy was somewhere in the bottom floor. Silently, she was a little happy about this as she was not very eager to see the rose-clad general right now. What he had done tonight, how he had humiliated her...... It still hurt. The petite, turquoise-haired lieutenant pulled her feet closer to her chest, instictively crossing her arms against her chest in protective manner. For a moment, she closed her eyes and let a cold shudder crawl through her body. A broken sigh escaped between her small, pink lips.

Her attention was brought back into reality when Leto voiced her directions to them. Silently she watched the dark mirror princess as she spoke. It wasn't necessary to follow her lead, she had been told. However, Turquoise had got directions earlier from the higher rank. Even though General-King Zinkenite had not told her directly to do everything Leto asked them to do he had made quite clear it was strongly preferred to keep good terms with Dark Mirror Court. Silently she wondered was the princess aware of her meeting with Remarque and orders Zinkenite had given to her, that her job was to amend by helping the DMC and looking for signs of hostilty towards it. Did she knew about the little team the General-King had set up for her and Wolframite? Was she aware of her part in the ambush? Did she trust her? Did it matter, really? The lieutenant was not going to break that trust. Not because of her, she barely even knew the girl, but because of Zinkenite. It looked like she hadn't angered the General-King yet and Turquoise preferred to keep it that way.

She was about to call Mica when she saw general Avalon doing it already. Secretly she was content for the general handling it, she probably was doing it better too. Now, the action was about to start, she pushed herself up on her feet, only to catch the sight of Ganymede. It was a little bit unsettling to see her, her unusual aura glimmering even up there where she was standing, knowing she had both 'saved' her and in the same time hurt the general she still cared about. She wasn't sure what to think of her.

But now was not the right time to think about it. She had more important matters to worry about.

A glimpse of pastel color flashed near her, reflecting from her dark brown eyes. It looked like a rainbow ribbon.... no, a rainbow lasso. And it was swinging towards her way. Instictively, she took steps back, trying to dodge the attack but it was difficult when the area she was standing on was so narrow. The lasso flew over her head and tightened around her neck. To prevent herself from suffocating her hands moved towards the lasso, trying to catch it and pull it away.

She hadn't expected the heat. She hadn't expected burning pain around her neck and fingers. She hadn't expected herself screaming of pain and surprise.

Anyone who knew Lieutenant Turquoise knew she didn't scream easily.

Megrez is on the first floor!

Megrez had absconded for a bit to catch her breath and take stock of the situation. She was unaware of what happened at the power plant, but when when felt like bundles of chaos auras snaked towards her, she knew she couldn't just go home and go back to bed. Even if the lights had gone back on in the city, there was yet another call to action on the horizon.

It took her a bit of time, but she eventually tracked down the warehouse that the Chaos auras were coming from... and walked into quite a scene. The Rainbow Senshi (Iris) had already fired off an attack, as had a Snowy Senshi (Varuna). She heard a Lieutentant's (Turquoise) scream as a rainbow hit its mark, a noise that still jarred her just a bit. She kept towards the back for now, a bit overwhelmed and without a good area-of-effect attack. "Holy crap," she said to herself (though probably loud enough to be heard by someone).

Acubens could deal with why Leto was here later, when they were alone and no longer under attack. Right now there was work to be done. She regathered her wits and acted. Lying on the floor not three feet away was a small wooden plank. Not enough heft to do any real harm, but Acubens wasn't out to maim anyone, so it'd suit her purposes just fine. What else could be happening? It wasn't just a warehouse ambush, she could feel it in her bones. There was something else. There was always something else.

"Andronicus," she muttered, edging closer to the page, "leave the Dark Mirrors alone, keep yourself safe. But we're also going to figure out of there's more to this than just this level. Look for stairs, lifts, chutes, anything. Cover each other, same as last time."

Nodding as if to affirm her plan in her own mind, Acubens moved quickly, getting clipped by garbage that flew from the strange senshi. The first thing to do was incapacitate as many as she could, and with the rainbow senshi and the snow senshi already hard at work on everyone else, the garbage flinging senshi was all that was left. She swung her plank as hard as she could straight at the senshi's gut,

Bischofite is on the third floor.

"Only a fool executes a plan half-wrought," came his cryptic response to the general's solicitations. "We need only buy time for ze portal to open. Once it's established, we'll haf' no furzer need to linger; we can simply return to ze rift srough its confines to nurse our wounds." And by the look of Buddingtonite, the man sustained a veritable assault during his first phase of the operation. While the diversion met its end before their mass draining operation concluded, Buddingtonite's efforts brought to light a few interesting facts about their enemy. While their propensity to idle around and marvel at the scene was great, senshi legitimately sprung into action when familiar situations arose. In order to deter them for longer stretches of time, Bischofite surmised that unusual situations must present at each occasion.

That's easy enough, he thought with an encroaching smile.

Eyes not yet cooled by stoicism rested on his redheaded peer, who stood not far from his position. Inwardly he wondered if discussing their earlier tactics stood out of place in the quiet confines of the warehouse, where the tension felt palpable and prickly against his skin. However, before he managed a breath of opinion, his crystal crackled to life with a vaguely familiar voice. Avalon, was it? "Understood," he issued into the communications device. "Remember - wis'draw as soon as smoke assails your senses. Do not linger." And most importantly, leave that bastardized wench of a White Moon senshi behind. To hell with Zinkenite's orders - all that windbag manages is throwing his weight around and barking commands to anyone who refrains from licking his boots.

"Strike Team - set zat floor alight. I want to hear ze roar of flame from where I'm standing. Recon Team will disengage at first sight of smoke."

With a barely audible sigh, Bischofite wrapped his arms about his chest and paced the few feet to Buddingtonite's location. From what he witnessed, those of the Guard Team looked far too focused on the inevitable approach of the enemy to bother with the youma at their six. If nothing else, I've learned to keep hope and expectation at two very different levels. I hoped for your diversion to be the first and only contact point between us and the enemy. I hoped the electricity returning to the city marked a job well-done for their ilk and that they'd slither back to their homes to lick their wounds. And now, I hope that the smoke filtering into the first floor would be enough to stifle their progress, that the time bought by rolling the doors shut and smothering the lot of them might buy Malicious enough time.

But even if they stumble down to this final floor, coughing and cursing our names for our antics, their presence might be enough to distract these officers from the true goal at hand. Perhaps I still haven't lost yet. It's down to the wire - the senshi are hot on pursuit and these officers look a mix of far too weary and far too bright to buy this talk of a portal for long.

I wonder how much time I have left.

"Buddingtonite, you will not hear me say zis twice, but..." Bischofite dropped his voice to nary more than a whisper. "I am worried."

Ganymede didn't have much of a plan, but then there wasn't really a lot of time to formulate one.

She had no intention of hanging back, yet she refrained from immediately jumping into the fray this time around. Something had felt off about this entire evening (more than just the power), and their welcome reception at the warehouse only served to compound her suspicions. Leto's presence more than anything served to tip her off that something wasn't quite right here. What the hell did the Dark Mirror Princess have to gain out of any of this considering the Negaverse's precious actions against her?

It'd only been a fraction of the Negaverse, of course, but if Ganymede had been in her place she wouldn't have trusted a single one of them after. The fact that Leto was there spoke to a fracture in the organization of the Negaverse. Clearly there was some disagreement when it came to their loyalties to her and her court.

And that was a weakness.

But it was a weakness for another time. There was little about it to play off of at the moment. If anything Leto's presence now served as nothing but a distraction.

Ganymede turned to Leda. She wasn't the sort for action, nor was she always capable of concocting a successful plan, but having her teammates around had a way of boosting her confidence. “We'll sneak around,” she decided, “let the others handle the welcome party. If memory serves, the one-woman-pride-parade should be able to handle Leto just fine, and she's got plenty of support already. This doesn't feel right. Why have Leto here? The General and the one Eternal were at the plaza, but without Buddingtonite and Benitoite showing their faces... if they were the leaders of the last two operations, where are they now?”

She looked around, searching for some means to reach another area of the warehouse. Slowly she began creeping along the periphery of the building, motioning for Leda and Valhalla to follow. “Come on, something tells me this isn't the main event. Let's look for some stairs.”

Serpentine is at the bottom floor

His apartment was waiting for him. The electricity would be back now, and with it the much needed air conditioning, or the water heater, or any other of the little luxuries that he had already done without for far too long. Serpentine was imagining the lager perfectly chilled in his fridge, the waiting Netflix queue that Richard had built for them both to watch. These thoughts helped his mind continue to function as he waited for their enemies to appear. He could wait, quietly, patiently, as long as it took... but that did not mean that he would not seek to fill in the time.

For all of his focus, Serpentine could be easily distracted with honeyed words, with battle cries, with injuries screams. The look in Buddingtonite's eyes, his proximity to Bischofite... these were not elements of distraction. These were a complete shift in focus. Suspicion flared as much as the flames had on the rooftop during the distraction phase of this operation. It needed satisfying. Working with the misanthropic general was already akin to a devil's bargain... but even a devil's bargain needed all the terms elucidated upfront. For his partner to give him such a look, something had happened. Something he needed to take in hand.

He crossed the distance between them with his usual, business march. Bandaged fingers unconsciously brushed hair from his forehead to make himself more presentable because if there was anyone to whom he refused to show weakness... it was the one who had tried twice to kill him and destroy his friend's psyche. No matter what repairs had been made to their relationship, whatever queer understanding stretched out between them, that was always the cracked foundation on which Bischofite stood.

His deep voice was made raspier from smoke and fatigue, but he still spoke in demands. He did not care which of the other generals answered, as long as answers were given. "What has happened... and why does that beast linger here?"

Liryn had followed Andronicus and the Super senshi that he'd met and agreed to join up with from the plaza to the warehouse. Or at least he had tried his best to, even so despite his best attempts the two had been quicker on their feet than he had been on his paws even with him going at as fast a trot as he could manage.

As he made the trot over, Liryn noted that the lights appeared to be coming back on, sometimes a building at a time and at others a small group of them becoming lit up once more, however despite everything the tabby bobtail didn't think that it meant that everything was back to normal - after all the Nega-officers were still out there somewhere with those strange crystals.

The warehouse wasn't what he had been expecting when he finally got there, but that didn't stop Liryn from slipping in. There had been others from Order there too - Andronicus and that Super senshi (Acubens) and the blonde senshi (Varuna). Liryn could sense the two eternal senshi too and plenty of Nega-Officers, there was a Dark Mirror aura there too and that surprised him more than the fact that that other Dark Mirror senshi that he'd come across by the plaza had appeared to want to help them, given that back in another time and another warehouse a bunch of Nega-officers appeared to have been doing their best to kill Dark Mirror senshi.

Slipping in he had been making his way towards the blonde senshi, when he'd heard someone shout out an attack and then sticky and nasty things were coming down and sticking to his fur. The attack had come from the Negaverse side, from one of the two eternal level Nega-senshi. He wasn't hurt though so Liryn continued to make his way towards the blonde senshi. He tried to avoid the worst of all the icky muck, not particularly wanting any more of the stuff on his fur, even so however Liryn managed to pick up some additional bits of muck by the time he reached the blonde senshi.

He hadn't there for too long however when he thought he smelt something - well something other than the stink from the muck. He sniffed once, then again his tail waving slowly as he walked a few steps forward and then back - there . One last sniff then he trotted back towards the blonde senshi (Varuna) and commented. "I think I smell smoke."