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Knight Nectaris
Location: E5
Action: Not even processing any of this

It was rare for Nectaris to be at a loss for words. Rare, but it did happen sometimes Every once in a while, maybe every couple of days, something would happen that would cut off her endless stream of bubbly gossip for like, five seconds.

For her to be at a loss for thoughts, though?

Yeah, that didn't happen. Nikki always had thoughts. She always had opinions.

She'd had opinions when she'd heard something was going to happen at the bank. Obviously they hadn't been able to keep that from her, with Anser so involved and Stromboli wanting to help, too. It made sense, right? It was a Negaverse thing, it was bad, and Fulgurite had told her about it in the first place 'cause he didn't want her or her family getting caught up in all that.

Maybe they could help make sure nobody else got caught up in it either.

Seeing it like this, though? There was a distress signal, and she was running in, and then there was fire, and there were people gathering around corpses.

People were dead. Stuff was burning.

She just-

No.

Bilskirnir, Page of Jupiter
Location: D3
Action: Trying to talk sense into Enceladus before his human looking alien friend can go do something to get himself killed.

“Dude.”

Dude.

“Dude, what the <******** was an utter disaster. This was chaos. And not even because of the auras that were popping up. Nope, it was chaos because the people who were supposed to be on the right side, who should be good and just and humane, were ******** insane.

No, that wasn’t even a good word for it. That was an insult to the clinically insane of old, back when that word was so carelessly thrown around.

God, what had Bilskirnir gotten himself into?

He grabbed Enceladus by the arm, a lot more handsy than he’d usually be, but he was pretty sure Enceladus would run off as soon as he got the chance, and Bilskirnir wasn’t all that keen on getting separated. Not with that one aura rising above the others, so dark and heavy he knew for sure they’d both be dead in an instant if they so much as tried getting near it.

“Listen,” he said, before Enceladus could argue. Enceladus would probably argue anyway, but at least Bilskirnir could get a word in first. “We need to get out of here. Maybe you don’t want to run, but the most important thing is living another day, yeah? Besides,” Bilskirnir spared a glance for the burning building, cringing, “That’s not going to go unnoticed for long. I’m surprised we don’t hear sirens already.”

Super Sailor Perdita, Senshi of Plenty
Location: A3
Action: Taking stock of the situation.

Oh, this was not good.

That might be one of the understatements of the century, but as Perdita had joined the invasion of the Dark Kingdom when she’d only been a Chibi, she wasn’t given to panic immediately. This wasn’t yet a catastrophe, it was simply not good.

She missed Oberon, keenly. Disabling security systems and ushering a pair of civilians away, she could get through on her own. But the auras that quickly teleported in? Especially the Sovereign—

Perdita’s knees buckled at that one. It’d been so long since she’d felt one, she’d almost forgotten what it was like. The weight of it was massive, almost suffocating. She didn’t tremble, or flinch away in fear, didn’t consider running, her expression neutral, if a bit pale. But she knew they were in trouble, and as much as she liked to think she could accomplish anything she put her mind to on her own, she would’ve felt better with Oberon’s steady presence beside her.

Even with his optimism shaken by the death of his father, Perdita was certain he would’ve known what to do.

Lieutenant Jasper
Location: D4
Action: Wondering why. Just why.

Jasper didn’t have any intention of straying far.

Then again, he hadn’t had any intention of answering the distress call, assuming Roselite would prefer that they remain in the office, but here he was.

Jasper sighed.

He summoned the useless stainless steel straw that currently served as his weapon. Doubtless it wouldn’t offer much in the way of a suitable offense, unless he managed to take out someone’s eye with it.

The bank was of no concern to him. If anything, Jasper found himself exasperated by it all. Wanton destruction, foolish schemes — this wasn’t what he’d signed up for. Given those he knew to be part of the Negaverse, he’d assumed there would at least be some level of competency among their ranks.

Then again, he was very much aware that the Negaverse recruited adolescents.

That the fate of the Earth might be in the hands of a bunch of fifteen year olds left Jasper feeling so very tired.

General Aquamarine
Location: C2
Action: Giving “orders” to Niter and Aschera (and any other Negas that might end up in C2), but his orders are p much “I don’t give a ******** about this.”

Aquamarine arrived on the scene in the same manner he always did: fuming.

He wanted to throttle someone. Preferably whichever failure of an agent was most at fault for this disaster, but a Senshi or Knight would do if any of them happened to get in his way.

Not that he cared to engage with any of them at all at the moment. They could all flee like rats from a sinking ship for all he cared. Perhaps they thought they’d done something worthwhile here. Perhaps they’d crow about it, pretend as if they’d dealt some sort of crushing blow.

Really, all they’d done was make a nuisance of themselves.

With a simple black stud affixed to his ear, many of Aquamarine’s thoughts and a continuous stream of images of the scene around him made their way back to Jet, who, as far as Aquamarine was concerned, could sit on his a** in the Dark Kingdom rather than involve himself with something so… so…

Aquamarine no longer had words for this level of failure.

Voice sounded over the comms. Aquamarine’s jaw clenched with frustration. There was a Sovereign present; he could feel it. Not Jet, for ******** once. Must be Faustite, unless one of the other three decided to get off their asses… (Alright, two. He’d known Axinite to do more than Lepidolite or Hessonite.)

Aquamarine didn’t care to wait for orders.

“Don’t strain yourselves,” he told the two corrupt Senshi in the vicinity (Niter and Aschera), not bothering with the comms since they were right there. “The building’s ******** done for. Our concern should be making sure our people get out of this with minimal casualties. Let the White Moon run, or take what starseeds you can from them, I don’t ******** care. This isn’t worth risking our lives for. Move away from the building. Who knows how ******** long it’ll stay standing. Who’s ******** bright idea was this again?”

Promethei, Page of Mercury
Location: B3
Action: Evaluating the next move

The moment he recovered everything that seemed important, he took that chance to slip out the back exit, tucking anything valuable that he found -- a few pieces of jewelry, for instance -- away in his subspace pocket. The credit cards were scooped up, too, but that was in part for the purposes of proof. Promethei found himself feeling a bit drowsy if he held onto them directly too long.

Those, too, would need to go elsewhere.

Knowing that the destruction team would need the space to work was an encouragement to leave on its own, but the fact that he had found himself surrounded by teenagers that thought attacking a bank was their mission and specifically their safe was perhaps an equal motivator. Promethei let out a breath of fresh air as he stood at a small distance.

Well.

The Negaverse was already descending on the scene, but it was too late for them to do anything about it. At least, about the bank.

Perhaps it was time to bash some heads in. Promethei swung the bat he still held and headed toward the bank.




Eternal Sailor Hydor, Senshi of Mesocyclones
Location: A2
Action: Watching the agents below

When Hydor had watched the general fall off of the building, he had stayed as something of an amoral moral support. Both Cepheus and Amsvartnir had reacted terribly negatively to the whole thing, and while Hydor didn't care, his general stability in these situations tended to make him ... reliable?

Apparently. Hydor remembered Faust's reasons for him being worthy of these ridiculous wings on his butt after years of just sashes. And a somehow even more tattered uniform.

The visor was, at least, useful.

It meant that when a guardian cat and a general were suddenly gathering below the side of the building to inspect an obviously dead body, he looked down at them dismissively. What did they think the general was? Secretly living? He crouched down as he took a closer look at those gathered. One of them was a general, and a general he solidly recognized from that massive ******** up ambush orchestrated by one of the Velencian leads with those corrupting machines.

It was too bad he wasn't just dead.

"Not gonna find anything there," he quipped downwards, dryly.

Enceladus, Senshi of Reservoirs
Note: Enceladus is a DSS but looks human.
Location: D3
Action: Trying to get Bilskirnir to let him fight, while trying to fight off the lingering effects from the Chaos crystal.

Enceladus tried at least once to pull his arm away from Bilskirnir’s grasp, spouting out a few choice curses in his native tongue, but the energy just wasn’t there. He felt sick, and his starseed felt like it was on fire.

“I’m not a coward,” he snapped. Weakly. But he’d given up on trying to yank his arm away from the larger knight. His head was swimming, and he could only conclude that the crystal in that safe had been the culprit.

Too bad he didn’t have one of those sledgehammers now. He would have liked to swing it at a few of these Chaos people that were showing up.

Except there were so many.

This was nothing like the time he ran into Negaverse agents before. He could feel the heavy aura pressing down on him, and he had to gasp for breath as he clutched to his chest to the point where he was sure his nails would leave marks.

Captain Reidite
Location: D4
Action: Waiting and bored.

Reidite received the distress call. He teleported to the bank, because otherwise he wouldn’t have bothered at all. He crossed his arms over his chest as he scowled at everything around them. Knights and Senshi. General Kings and below. He didn’t hear any immediate instructions from the communicator, although he was close enough to Roselite and Jasper to hear the other Captain ask.

Maybe they just had to be patient and wait. Wait for orders. Wait for a direction.

He was already irritated, but he was there for Cymophane. Not that Cymophane was there, but he wanted to show him that he was going to do his best and at least try to do more than train people how to climb rock walls.

Oh, and he supposed Aquamarine told him he should do more things. Be in more missions. It sounded horrible. But he didn’t have any travel plans for his job for another week, so he might as well show his face.

He looked down at Roselite and Jasper, whom he already towered over, and frowned at both of them before keeping his arms crossed over his chest.

As he waited for instructions.

Instructions that didn’t involve risking getting injured, preferably.