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 Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2017 8:41 pm
"Being forward is good, it is better than beating around the bush and wasting time." It got things done faster and everyone knew what was going on and what was needed - it was better. Motioning, for Bazzite, towards the Lieutenant he let the female explain her plan. A hand of his finding the youmas arm and resting there lightly. It wasn't a bad plan, it was good, but would it work...that was the question. How smart was the little senshi? Could she be broken...and if she was...oh how nice it might be to see.
"I see...that is a promising idea." Nodding his head once in approval. His gaze turning to Bazzite. "Do you want to assist the Lieutenant in this?" It was best to get the others opinion, since he did care to know what Bazzite thought on the matter. He wouldn't just order the other around like some pet, or slave.
"Mmmm, Bazzite collects shiny things." He added, his hand moving up and down Bazzite's arms while his greyish blue eyes were focused on the female. "And starseeds, of course. They are food. Either would be appreciated I'm sure." Looking to Bazzite to get his thoughts on this.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2017 6:05 pm
Bazzite seemed interested in the plan and watched Hopeite intently during the explanation. He hadn't the slightest idea who Harmonia was, but the promise of stretching his legs and rewards was more than enough to garner is cooperation. "Shiny things and tasty treats? Sounds good to me. I'll have to practice my acting skills... heheh."The locust's wings buzzed a few times, tinging with excitement. "When is this supposed to happen, Lieutenant? You can't call me from the Rift, but Beni can. Lieutenants can't go down there by themselves - lots of them get eaten if they can make it through the Hall of Shadows. Ask me how I know~"A toothy grin followed. There was one minor detail and, being a youma, Bazzite lacked the empathy and forethought to even hide it from the Lieutenant that stood before them. The blue creature turned slightly to his beloved General. "Beni, if it fails, should I eat them both? Or just the senshi?" Locusts were known for cleaning up, as it were. Bazzite was no exception.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2017 8:37 pm
"It won't be long now. She is beginning to trust me enough to want to save me from a potential attack. Weeks, I should say. Maybe a month." At Bazzite's question, Hopeite took a small step back. He had seemed to reasonable. So intelligent. The sudden lack of courtesy was... jarring to say the least. Was it alarm or irritation registering on Hopeite's face in that moment? She didn't let it linger long enough for either of her companions to figure it out. She cleared her throat to regain her composure and remind the youma that she was, in fact, still there. "Harmonia is a soft touch. The only way in which this will fail is that Harmonia and I flee. I hope that is no cause to consume me." She smiled with her statement, but the expression did not reach her eyes. They were still careful and searching. She did not move closer to Bazzite. In fact, she took another step backwards and glanced at the general, hoping that he would agree with her. If he did not... Hopeite would have to find another course of action. This plan wasn't worth the risk of being... eaten... never mind that she wasn't certain if Bazzite meant just her starseed or flesh and bones as well.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 9:21 pm
"I'm glad to hear you are earning her trust...so quickly." At least he hoped it was quickly, he didn't much care for the idea of waiting too long. "That sounds adequate." Nodding his head once he raised his hand to pet at Bazzite's head gently. "The offerings to you are good indeed." Yes, they would feed and satisfy his youma, and for that he was glad. He liked knowing Bazzite was well taken care of, as he should be. At least his assistance wasn't being demanded nor was he not being offered compensation for his help.
"If things go wrong Bazzite...the senshi is yours. We don't kill our own. But the senshi - they are yours." Hopeite would be handled in other means if they went badly, or if it was some sort of set up. He wasn't going to allow anyone to get away with using himself or Bazzite, and therefore risking their safety. "I'm sure you could take her down if need be Bazzite...if not I'll help." Of course he would. If all went south he would see to it the senshi became a meal for Bazzite - one way or another.
"I should hope you aren't planning to flee with the senshi...and join their side or something similar. I'd hate for that to happen. For now I will trust in you and your plan and assume the best." But the threat lingered, unspoken, that if this was a set up...some sort of nefarious plan of the lieutenants...there would be hell to pay and he would most certainly collect.
"Now, what do we need to know?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 6:38 pm
"What's your senshi friend look like, Lieutenant?" His wings vibrated vigorously and the youma keep his attention focused solely on Hopeite once the agreements were made. No harm would come to her per his General's orders. Benitoite was right in that the Negaverse had better ways of dealing with miscreants than having them devoured. Enough wayward lieutenants were lost to the Rift as it was. "What rank is she? The higher the rank, the tastier, but they're usually harder to pin down, if you know what I mean."Metallic chuckles followed before the youma went silent again, waiting for the details of the plan.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2017 12:08 pm
Another shudder snaked its way down Hopeite's spine at Benitoite's implied threat. Could they do that? Nowhere had Hopeite seen no hint nor hair of real command in this agency but... she knew as well as anyone that just because you can't see it doesn't mean that it's not there. Best not to tell Benitoite that she wasn't under the command of anyone at present. Nor that she didn't intend to so. What would become of her if that came to light? No time to dwell on that. Hopeite had to press forward regardless of what may or may not happen to her. That would unfold as things progressed, but for right now she had work to do. So she took a deep breath to steady herself and found the pinpoints of light that were the youma's eyes and moved forward with her explanation. "Harmonia is an eternal, though generally non-confrontational. She's got... of I'd day mid-back-length blue hair with pink tips. She wears a uniform of blue, pink and gold. She looks like a fairy puked on her, really. She won't be hard to find." Hopeite then turned to Benitoite to answer his questions. "If it comes to pass that Harmonia needs to flee, I will need to flee with her, but only to keep up appearances that I am on her side. That will be a ruse, I assure you." The assurances slipped from her lips too quickly for her liking and her voice was a half-tone too high. "However," she continued, smoothing her dress and her voice, "I would like it if Bazzite would be 'beaten' before that so as to avoid the natural suspicion that you would understandably have." She flashed a small smile at the two of them as though to seal her promise and then continued further still. "This young lady is trusting. Too much so. I want to see how far that trust goes. I've also been... toying... shall we say... with the idea of creating spies out of white moon senshi without corrupting them. I think they may be able to move freely among the ranks of our enemies, the only hurdle I truly face is how to turn their hearts towards the negaverse. I look to test those processes on Harmonia who will no doubt be an easy case."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2017 11:26 pm
"Spies...to build bridges you mean...act as a friend? And then...give them bits of information, unimportant things, in order to gain information in return?" He questioned, raising a brow. It was a song and dance he'd already done himself and it was...difficult. Building those bridges was not easy nor was slipping past the line as it blurred. It was a balancing act for certain.
He didn't mention this to her though, didn't mention the weak ones he knew of, instead he focused on the female and her plans.
"Bazzite and I will accept this." Looking to Bazzitre to confirm this, and let the other know that he was accepting of these plans. "However...should you need to flee with the girl you will contact me by nights end. You have a communicator - you will use it before dawn. If you don't....I can and will summon you right to me." And deal with her in whatever manner he thought needed once he saw her personally. The threat was there, a promise that he would handle things. he wasn't going to be crossed.
If she was going to abandon the Negaverse she had better do it before he could, and would, summon her. If she was going to turn traitor he'd make sure she was handled before they lost a member to the other side. "If I do have to summon you...and I find you to be a traitor...trust me - neither you nor the little eternal will like it...." He might even make some sort of public display of it...a warning to others and a showing to the other side of what he could, and would, do to their members. Wasn't that was Vlad the Impaler had done to intimidate, and demoralize his enemies? Leading to them chickening out? It was a good tactic...and one he was willing to try, even if it wasn't normally his style. He liked to play with emotions though...
"If she is trusting as you say...well then build you bridge and bring in whatever information from her that you can. Every bit helps."
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2018 6:13 pm
Sweenys_Revenge So sorry about not seeing this!! Benitoite's acceptance of the plan was good enough for his youma, and the locust beast nodded in toothy confirmation. "Pretend to be beaten and run away? I can do that. But only because you asked nicely, and Beni said so. She better not punch too hard, or I'll have to punch her back. Self-defense, you know." With another metallic chuckle, the youma seemed satisfied. He would uphold his end of the bargain twofold - Hopeite's manners and Benitoite's orders. Wings buzzed and he settled into a slack-shouldered standing position. The politics of the Negaverse weren't of interest to him. Youma were simple - hunt, kill, eat, sleep. Some led more complex lives than others, and Bazzite might have toed that line, but one certainly could not argue his life was incredibly deep. He didn't mind. Bazzite didn't have the capacity to mind.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2018 8:31 am
The general's request made sense, and given the whispers of negaverse agents sympathizing with the white moon's plight, Hopeite was more than happy to oblige. A simple request in return for something so necessary for Hopeite's plans. Why, turning it down seemed rude at the very least. Treacherous at the worst. So Hopeite nodded her agreement with the terms that Benitoite laid down. "If this works, we'll have more than a bridge, General. If this works... we'll have a new breed of soldier." As Bazzite spoke, Hopeite turned her attention to him. He was sweet, she supposed, in his own way. In the only way monsters like him could be sweet. And perhaps her perception of him was a bit skewed because she was an agent and not senshi which were more suited to his particular pallet. She chanced a small caress of his arm, the skin rough under her fingers as she brushed them across. Could he feel that? Or was the flesh too calloused to truly feel anything? Did the outward appearance mirror the inward corruption? It was an easy pit to tumble down into, and Hopeite would have to learn more about Bazzite and his kind when all of this was said and done... "You are most generous, General. And who knows, if you have a spot open I might even put in a request to serve under you. Goodness knows the faction could use more grace and etiquette." She laughed at her own flattery, well aware that the general was still a young man, a buck compared to her thirty years. But that didn't stop her. It wasn't flirting, not really. More... well just that. It was flattery. Nothing more. Nothing less. She cleared her throat finally, signaling a change in her tone. "I do apologize though. I must be going. Duty calls, the night grows old, and quotas are still quotas. Perhaps I will see you around?"
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