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Captain Paracelsian

Paracelsian would not decline an invitation from a General-King, though the notion made him nervous for a few reasons. If Axinite looked through his records (which he probably had), he might have seen something about the whole catch and release episode with Cor Caroli, along with neglecting to explicitly sign up for a Negaverse branch. The latter was less of an issue, as he had contemplated signing up for the Information branch anyway and would officially declare it when the time was right (or if he was given a swift kick in the rear and asked to). The former would be more difficult to explain away, but he was prepared to eat his losses on that one. He just had to start over if or when he could.

He sucked in a breath, offered a nod of acknowledgment to the General-King upon arrival, then wandered over to the nearest familiar faces. Sure enough, Sylvite was there with her Corrupt in tow (yes, her Corrupt, the one she secured), and Paracelsian felt a hair awkward about not having anything to show on his end. "Captain Sylvite," he greeted, sparing Cybele a cursory glance. "You seem to be doing well. It looks like you have a good grip on your situation." It was a weird way of saying "good job of grabbing and keeping a Corrupt," but it was what came out of his mouth.



Lieutenant Nambulite

Now, see, if certain others were doing their best to maintain a serious demeanor, Nambulite was doing the opposite. He was veritably zipping around the space with a goofy grin, because nothing excited him more than the notion of a General-King needing him. Granted, as a Lieutenant he was probably just needed as an extra body to fill space, but it was better than nothing. He was practically tingling with glee when he felt the summon whoosh, and now that he was here he was going to make himself useful. Or annoying. But hopefully useful.

Nambulite skittered over to a group of familiar faces, though one seemed to be distancing himself. He gave a quick wave to Crocoite and then did a comical skid over to Ekanite (best as he could in his heels anyway). "Heyyyy, look who showed up! Bet you're excited about getting to do something for a big boss, huh?" He then realized that there was a much stronger presence nearby. "Is this your boss lady over here?" Talking about her like she was further away than she was was probably not a good choice, but when did Nambulite ever make good choices consistently?



Lieutenant Cafetite

Cafetite accepted the invitation with good cheer, politely requesting a summons as she did. She hadn't expected food to be present, so she'd smuggled some goods that she'd made herself, only to find that a bevy of treats were already present. It made her feel a little awkward, but a little variety wouldn't hurt, right? There was, of course, the question of who had the time to bake all these things, but she would be fine with the answer either way (one person baking for days on end? a secret Negaverse baking collective that no one had told her about? either way, how nice).

What she was about to do was a bit bold and might be perceived as sucking up, but she figured that it wouldn't hurt to give Axinite a taste of what she could do (even if it wasn't a taste of what she could do for the Negaverse). With a sweet smile, she sauntered up to Axinite with her carefully wrapped platter of treats. "Um, excuse me, sir," she said. "I didn't know there would be food here, so I prepared some of my own... would you like one?"

Captain Seraphinite

Moment he'd gotten the notice, he'd texted Ilian, Cabhan, and Alexis. The first to confirm what he already figured, that Jet would be in attendance, and to make sure the latter two knew they'd be expected to attend. By him, anyway. Rigel might have finally gotten his damn promotion, but the Captain still held rank as his reporting officer.

His arrival was silent enough, after giving quick glances to again confirm those he needed to be concerned with were, in fact, present. Rigel being able to teleport his own a** in was a relief to him... meant he only needed to taxi Spectrolite in.

His boots clunked along the floor as he made a general bee-line towards Jet and Aqua, giving a nod to the latter and a quiet clap on the shoulder to the former. Keeping his voice low, he queried, "Beyond dealing with the Rift, any idea what this is about?" Pale eyes scanned across the room and to the General-King in particular, taking general stock of who else was in the room.

Guine

Sunshine Alouette

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Corrupt Super Rigel

All he'd need to know, was the mission was in relation to the Rift, and Rigel was happy to join up with whatever was needed. A relatively newly minted Super, the bone claws on his left foot clicked faintly as he walked, long, tattered ribbons trailing behind him. Gloved hands lightly teased with the skulls at his chest. He was delighted to have been able to just teleport himself in. One less thing to have to concern his flatmate-slash-Captain with.

He gave a quick wave towards Jet, a beam of a smile on his face beneath his tattered hood, before moving over to grab up a few of the snacks. Blue eyes flickered across the collected assortment of folks present, searching for familiar faces. He somewhat took up space then near Seraphinite and Jet, but leaned back against a wall, nibbling his collected food and balancing a drink on his folded arm.

Noir Songbird

for when you toss frens in~

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Lieutenant Spectrolite

She felt... kinda awkward being there. Sticking close to Seraphinite, she looked about the collection of gathered agents in a bit of awe. It'd been a while since she had done something with a bigger group. Well, unless her Captain or Rigel counted. But just three was not a large group, so... no.

But she mused at the slight humor that, once again, the Rift was involved. Just like the training session! Well. Sessions. But. Yeah. She had to bite her tongue to keep herself from asking Sera, think we'll get attacked again? Because, from what she understood, it was kinda a given something was going to be angry you were wandering around its territory.

Following after Seraphinite, she offered a smile and sheepish wave to the two Generals (Jet and Aqua) the Captain placed himself near. Voice chipper, she greeted them, "Hiya! I'm Spectrolite, nice to meet'cha!"

Though she definitely noticed Seraphinite's scowl at her informality, she only brightened further. Annoying him had become a passtime of hers.

"...she needed a reporting officer, so I got her," was his grumbled explanation. To her, he grunted, "These are Generals Jet and Aquamarine, tone it--"

She perked up all the more, head tilting somewhat. "Oh! Aren't those the ones you said you were recruited with? That's so cool! Wait, how come you're not a General yet, too?"

"--Tone it down," was the snarl that finally made the tiny pixie shut her trap, all of 4'10" staring up with a once again sheepish grin to the 6'7" man looming above her. She quickly, and quietly, took up a position somewhat behind him, effectively zipping her lips in the process.

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Spectrolite is open for interactions!

General Painite rolled her eyes and moved away from Ekanite the moment she spotted someone heading their way. Not too far, not out of earshot or if he needed her for anything, but she certainly was not in the mood to talk to anyone willing to befriend him. It meant they were probably as bubbly and charming as he was, which was a lot for her to deal with in multiple doses.

"Oh hey!!!" Ekanite laughed, waving eagerly at Nambulite. Crocoite, for his part, lifted two fingers in return greeting as the other passed, but then returned his attention to what he was doing.

"Is it that obvious? I mean, how often does stuff like this happen? I mean... like. Literally, because if it's all the time then maybe it's not as exciting as I think it is, but right now I'm jazzed!" Ekanite laughed, not really needing to point out how very eager he was. Painite's eyes narrowed warily at Nambulite when he motioned to her, a disapproving parent immediately deciding this friend was not good enough for her son.

"Oh, yeah, that's Boss! General Painite, I mean. But..." he lowered his voice, leaning toward Nambulite, "you probably don't want her to keep glaring at you like that. Wanna get some safety snacks?"

Lt. Periodot

Peridot was not one to question a summons by her sduperiours.

The red haired woman had joined to keep aliens away from her husband and his baby girl and damnit, she was going to do her best. So, when a superiour said jumpo, she had the self discipline to say 'How High'; when told to engage enemies,. she had the good sense to bring her A-game. She applied discipline to her job just as she did her singing career. Gety it done, get it done right.

Still.

When Peridot arrived, she was disappointed not to know anyone, and the woman stretched, approaching the crowd with an air of calm confidence before smiling a winning smile. No reason toi look for fights or anything, she was among her fellows!

Corrupted Sailor Ferris

She moved like a broken doll.

Corrupt Ferris entered the room slow of step and quiet, broken and suspicious of everything as she tried to creep for rthe baked good in the room, watching others with an air of fear and uncertainty. Then again...

Callisto abandoned her. She thought she was the one and she abandoined her and now Ferris didn't know whom to trust or what to do. All she knew was... She was incredibly lost. Finding a cookie, she took it, and ducked herself into a cornwer, eyes taking in her surroundings as she looked arounfd the room, making small noises nerbvously as she clutched the treat.

She didn't want attacked. She didn't want her. She just wanted the meeting over, and done, and the senshi watched the room as sahe shivered, half-vacant and slightly broken in a way, and above all, cautious. So cautious.

Captain Sylvite


Someone had found her pretty quickly. Sylvite had to whirl away from the table and just give various cheerful waves for about three seconds, since her mouth was still full of cookie.

To be fair, the cookie was great. She had no regrets.

"Paracelsian," she eventually managed, her voice going a little bit singsong with his name so long, "Hi. It's good to see you here!"

With the way he was eyeing Cybele, she couldn't help but wonder about what had ended up happening to the senshi he'd had at knifepoint that night, the blue boy. Still, even she knew better than asking personal questions like that in a super public place like this, so for once in her life, Sylvite managed to bite down on her curiosity.

"Yeah, I'm doing good!" she said. "I mean, it's hard not to be doing good when there's snacks." She gestured towards the table, bouncing a little on her toes. "And she's okay, too."

She took another bite before asking, "Do you have any idea what this mission's gonna be like? I haven't seen any information other than what was in the invite."




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Corrupt Eternal Cybele

Cybele cracked a small smile. "If you're not sure, I can be your poison taster," she said, selecting her own savory pastry from the table before taking a dainty bite. She squinted a bit, then gave a satisfied nod. "Just cheese in there, I believe."

It seemed fresh baked, too, which was impressive. She wasn't sure how many ovens were in the castle.

"I'm all right. Everything is sort of becoming routine, now," she said.

She scanned the room as well, picking out one or two people who she'd seen in passing, but mostly she saw strangers. "I still feel like I haven't met that many people." Her brows pressed together. "Although I can't say for certain that none of them have met me."

Lieutenant Jadarite

Jadarite did not come to the castle very often. Most of the information she was working with was low-risk enough that she could do her tasks in her office in the city, and her generals worked there as well. It was easy enough to subtly slip them energy without having to bother with whatever this place was.

From her few trips to view it, her impressions were that the decor was outdated and it was terribly inconvenient to access.

Still, Jada's ambition was a strong as ever, and she was not about to give up a chance to network with one of the leaders of the Negaverse.

She found herself summoned to the castle at the designated time, and after some time spent turned around in the terribly twisted hallway, she found a room that was already filling up with agents. Some were gathering around a table, but Jada did not head that way, not wanting to look like she was only here for the snacks.

Instead, she spent a moment scanning the room, trying to determine if any of her teammates had bothered to show up-

Only to find her feet swept out from under her by a large, unruly tail.

She stumbled and collapsed onto one hand and one knee, the other hand flying up to make sure nothing happened to her glasses.

She glanced up, brows knit and lips pursed in a scowl and watched as the dinosaur youma continued to prance around the room.

"Whose is this?" she snapped. An agent came up to the youma, and she narrowed her eyes at him in turn. "Yours?"

Lieutenant Cafetite

Well, as badly as Cafetite wanted Axinite's approval of her treats, there was something more pressing that caught her attention. There was an oddly slow-moving corrupt in her peripheral for enough time to be recognized. Her head turned, and she had a bad feeling that she was staring at the poor girl a little more obviously than she should have. She turned back to Axinite and did her best to make it clear that she was apologetic. "Um, I'm sorry, something just... I-I'll be right back."

Cafetite brought her little tray over with her as she followed that sad corrupt over to her corner. She probably didn't need to, but she had a reason. She offered Ferris a soft, sweet little smile, no showing of teeth. "You seem so sad," she remarked; she wasn't about to ask the cowering corrupt if she was okay, because obviously she wasn't. "Did something happen? Or are you just having trouble getting your bearings?" She wasn't sure if the Corrupt was new and struggling or if something else was going on, but she wanted to know, and she wanted to soothe it the best she could.




Lieutenant Nambulite

Nambulite couldn't help but laugh at seeing Ekanite come to life from his prodding. So much for trying to put on a serious face! "Yeah, this stuff doesn't happen all the time, so it's definitely something. Wonder what boss man has for us? I bet he's either expecting a lot or nothing at all, because-" His attention and head whipped around to where the Chaos Agent Pileup was starting. "Yeah, never mind, considering that a Corrupt senshi just tripped over a Lieutenant who just tripped over part of a youma, he's probably not gonna expect so much now."

When he heard the name of Ekanite's General, he muttered, "General Painite? Oof." The "oof" was definitely not as muffled as it should have been, but he was interjecting less because of the inherently intimidating name and more because that lady looked like she was going to fold him in half for coming too close. He offered Painite a clumsy salute before resuming his ridiculously cocky cheer. "Safety snacks? Yeah, sounds like a good idea, but I wonder if there's anything less sweet around. Too much sugar makes me vibrate like a tuning fork."



Captain Paracelsian

Paracelsian did not like the way Sylvite said his name. It was probably just because the girl was stuffing her cheeks, but it just seemed weird and the weird tonality put his paranoia on edge. Still, he was able to swallow the paranoia for just a bit. "I'm glad to hear it, for both you and her. I... well." He narrowly avoided telling her that he was having some major ups and downs. "I'm getting by, one way or another." An itchy thought popped into his mind: what if Sylvite, as a member of the Information branch, could peek through his file? That would make things difficult, to say the least.

He gave a shrug about the nature of the mission. "I wish I knew. More importantly, regardless of the scope, I want to know why General-King Axinite is being so close-lipped about the mission details. It's unnerving."

Novus was completely oblivious to the utter, unironic chaos exploding behind him, swinging his tail and staring at his new friend excitedly, still enraptured by how pretty he found her.

Crocoite, however, turned his head to see two Negaverse soldiers, or rather one Lieutenant and one Corrupt, on top of each other, and he could easily figure out what happened. Heaving a profound sigh, he covered his face with his hand for a moment before moving his fingers to his temple and ordering himself not to get a headache from Novus' ridiculousness.

"My apologies, ladies. It is said they have a brain the size of a walnut, but I think, perhaps, Novus' sets the record for smallest."

His apology was paper thin, the corner of his lips curling in amusement at the sight, even though he was trying his very hardest to not find his big dumb monster endearing in his unrelenting eagerness. And since Crocoite himself had not been the one knocked over, he was not the one that was meant to be upset.

Offering his hand to Lawsonite first, as she was on the top of the small pile, he offered an almost chivalrous aid to get her back to her feet.