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Ashanite flashed Victoria a smile, and then wandered deeper into the store. Once he was sure he wouldn't be seen or heard, he called his communication crystal to his hand.

"General-Queen Laurelite," he spoke, and his tone was polite, even deferential - his respect for her was genuine, not acted at all, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything - I'm at the old Dracy's department store on twelfth, and I have a Senshi here who I think would make a fantastic corrupt." He wanted to speak further, to glow in the fruition of months of careful work that had led Victoria to trust him enough for this, but now wasn't the time. "If you could spare a moment to enlighten him."

With the request made, he teleported part of the way back to Victoria and walked the rest. He would have to be quick - but Victoria had planted an idea in his head, and it couldn't hurt to have him more drained, more cooperative for when Laurelite arrived.

So he wandered back over tot he Senshi.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time," he said, voice low, and then he tilted Victoria's head up and kissed him, slow and sweet, pulling energy as he did.

It wasn't a long kiss, because he didn't exactly want to have his tongue down the target's throat when Laurelite arrived, but it was long enough.

And draining enough.

It took Laurelite only a moment to appear, and when she did so it was with a quaint smile. "Well, well, well. A senshi, in need of enlightenment? Why, that's just about my favorite thing," she mused, before meandering over to the Senshi. She seemed interested in his attire and pursed her lips. "Oh, yes. I think you could make a lovely addition to the Negaverse."

She did not seem to fear anything he could do, and when she was close enough she even reached out a gentle hand to stroke Victoria's cheek, as if affectionately. "Let's make this easy, shall we? If you don't fight, I'll make it easy for you, my dear. You'll be a better person with the Negaverse. You'll be taken care of. No more of this awful White Moon business. Just my business."

Her hand trailed down to his chest and she looked into his eyes, challengingly. She glanced to Ashanite for only a second--and smiled, sweetly, before sharing the gaze with Victoria.

Victoria's eyes widened as he tried to step back away from Laurelite. There wasn't anyone he could call, not that they could come in time he was sure. "Why would you?" He looked towards Ashanite, he was looking at the former knight as if he'd been betrayed.

He shook his head, "Enlightenment? Ma'am I think you need it." He said trying to draw away as she spoke, though he'd stepped back into Ashanite not realizing he had. Frowning as Laurelite touched his cheek, and moved her hand down to his chest.

He shook his head, "I, I'm not interested lady." He said softly, he didn't want to actually fight her, he knew he'd lose either way. Though he wasn't going willingly. "I can't be a better person if I'm brainwashed." He wasn't sure which way he should go his eyes were scanning trying to grab him a way out as he tried to move away from Ashanite towards the counter. "Should I see if I can contact the Princess of my team, I-I'm sure you two could talk things out?" He knew he wasn't moving fast, all he needed was his hands on something to smack either of them with. Granted he knew they could teleport . . .

Victoria was trying to wiggle away but Laurals had already shoved her hand into his chest. He cringed and squirmed, "It's not being enlightened if you're being brain washed for a ruler who wants to destroy everything." He insisted trying to fight the chaos that was licking at his starseed.

He was too tired to fight much, his fingers twitched as Laurelite spoke that she'd forgive him. He shook his head, "No, no you're not the one that has to forgive." He tried though he could feel what was almost a burning sensation as he was trying to will away the Chaos as it infected him. His uniform was turning slowly black, as his hair grew longer. He shook his head.

His mind flashed to his sisters and his parents. . . what would they do without him. "N-no my fam--" He was cut off with the thought before he began to wobble, he was too tired he couldn't fight it, soon the Chaos consumed him, his eyelids drooped though he continued to resist until the last crevice of his body had been filled with Chaos. . .

The first words out his mouth before he stumbled backwards were, "Who're you?" He was staring at Laurelite as he asked this, accent thick and heavy on the Russian accent.

Laurelite seemed a bit tired, but she did not waver, nor did her smile falter when she looked at the newly corrupted Senshi. "I am General Queen Laurelite. Welcome to the Negaverse, my dear." She withdrew her hand. "You are tired, I am certain. You have done enough for one night. You should rest, and all your questions will be answered soon."

She glanced to Ashanite. "I will find him suitable housing. We have many available locations. He will be taken care of. Do you intend to mentor him, or shall I find someone to help oversee his integration?"

The Captain nodded. "It would be my absolute pleasure to mentor him, Your Majesty." His tendency towards abject flattery still extended towards the General-Queen. She had taken a leap of faith, agreeing to his ruse - he hoped this helped show her she had been right to do so.

"Shh," he hushed Victoria gently, "rest, darling." They could get reacquainted later. Perhaps even get better acquainted.

"I can take him to Negaspace, for the moment, perhaps? Let him rest there for the night, at least." There were worse places, really, than a comfortable bed in the Negaverse's infirmary, to spend a single night.

Victoria tilted his head a little and yawned looking back to Laurelite, "You're pretty tooo." He added seeming to feel bad he'd left her out. He looked around, "Ssssooo where are we headed? - Where's this negaa-ssspace?" Apparently he was paying some attention.