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Super Sailor Osiris approached the parking lot. He saw chipped, patched, and cracked asphalt. In the dark, the moon casted only minimal light as it drifts slowly across the sky. The few lights in the parking lot create pools of light, but the rest of the area seemed even darker. It was quiet on his arrival at first almost too quiet. Maybe his ears were playing tricks on him.

Osiris wasn't quite sure where he had ended up, but somehow it looked like some sort of parking lot of all things. Part of him wasn't sure this was really any better than the fire, but he figured he'd give it a shot. After all at least he wasn't worried about being burned, and now he needed to find out exactly what this parking lot was. But was it another trap by the Negaverse or was it truly just a parking lot? All these things wandered through his head as he walked around looking for others - be they Negaverse or order members. He stayed alert and cautious, never taking his eyes off his surroundings. He made sure to stay in an area where he had good vision. That way he could be in his best shape to fight anything that might come his way. Plus he was determined to find out the truth.

"Hello," he said cautiously.

Eternal Sailor Mira

Somehow after that crazy room she entered. She found herself in the middle of a parking lot. She could see the smoke coming from behind her, and it reminded her of a fire she had in the bakery one night. Luckily she was able to put out that fire, even if it did make her much more cautious in the future. She remembered the chaos and panic she felt that night, and she shuddered to think of what might have happened if she hadn't been able to control the flames. She was relieved to be out of that room and away from the smoke.

The only thing was she wasn't sure this area was much safer. She could sense people in the area, and decided to venture further in. Whether they were chaos or order she needed to do her duty. She needed to make sure she did her duty regardless. Since to her she felt like things were maybe just getting started here. Maybe she could give someone another sweettooth. Since it felt like awhile since she had battled. This adventure was giving her a chance to work out her abilities again.

Captain Borax

"Good ******** question, honestly," Borax scoffed and glanced in the direction of Tama, holding a pallet block in one hand and trying to reposition one in the other. He shifted his gaze back to what he was doing. Looked like that would block the doorknob efficiently-- Adonis was right, why not make this s**t their problem too, but he did add, "Honestly, I think Order has a real thing for destroying real estate. Pyromania, perhaps."

His bank had gone up in flames, after all.

His ******** bank--

Treating it glibly made it a bit easier to act like it wasn't weighing on him--he had gotten a better job back at his original company--wasn't still bothering him--he was fine, he had gotten his hands on so many starseeds since--wasn't still driving why he had gotten so much more severe with his treatment of his enemies, but it didn't quite stop the way his fingers quite nearly cracked the side of pallet he was holding.

Why was someone talking to him?

The catgirl. Of course.

Why was she fluttering her eyelashes at him like that? "Wasn't going to," was he lying? Hard to say, but he did follow it up with, "That might be the responsibility of the underworld."

It had all happened in slow motion, the kick, her hand being pulled from that b***h's chest, and the inevitable hard landing on the now-heated floor. She wanted to scream but didn't get the chance as she was swept up by another senshi. She heard bits and pieces as they spoke, the pain in her wrist and the anger bubbling in her chest making it a bit hard to focus. Sighing, she pulled another starseed out and munched it, kickstarting the healing on her wrist so she could at least try getting another shot at someone before the night was over. "Thanks uh... dready dude?" Names really weren't important still, unless it was who she reported to.

Now that they were both outside, she saw the cavalry was here. Wiggling her fingers slightly, her wrist still hurt but at least she could move it again. Looking around at all the order members scattering, she looked over at the corrupt that had pulled her out. He'd said she deserved a promotion which was nice but what she really wanted showed on her face as she spotted that flowery-colored knight and the blonde b***h who broke her wrist. That would be something she would try again for in the future because now she had to stick around and help clean up.

(Beatrix has entered the parking lot ready to kick a**)

General Chalcanthite

It was nice seeing Beni here, it meant he had a bit of melee coverage in case someone got close. "Another fire, similar to the bank. I am unsure of how many order members were inside or how many will be arriving but I thought it would be a good idea to offer my support again." Most everything had stayed to a certain level or stillness, like a calm before the storm as he held an arrow at the ready on his bow.

That was when he saw a knight trying to make a break for it, they were looking for a gap in the line of agents and corrupt senshi. Frowning slightly at the cowardice of it, he loosed an arrow towards them looking to wound but not kill. He'd get them to stop running and let someone else clean up. "Ready General? Things seem to be starting."

Irkalla, Squire of Cosmos

There was no way in hell that Irkalla was going to go up in flames. No siree bob. It had taken a little more effort than expected to find her way out of the building. The way she had felt while trying to find a way out of the waiting area had been strange. It almost reminded her of the time before she was a part of everything that had come to pass. Luckily she'd managed to stay out of harms way since but even having these chance snap encounters were harmful. The proof of that was whatever objects had lodged themselves into her back during the explosion that had occurred inside.

Even as she managed to find her way outside of At Ease did Irkalla have to find a suitable place to sit down and rest for a moment. Her back would definitely need tending to but it was looking like first she might have to fight her way free of the multitude of chaos signatures that were being concentrated in the parking lot. It was lucky she'd managed to get out when she did because it seemed as if there were a few agents of chaos that were hellbent on seeing those still possibly trapped inside burn.

Even as she gripped the golden cord of her weapon closer to her did Irkalla fight the desire to simply power down and act all nonchalant to get through things without detection. But that move had its risks too. Pushing off from the crate upon which she had sat, did the Cosmos Squire inch slowly away from the building, trying to at least get out of there without getting noticed at all.

Irkalla, Squire of Cosmos

What was that old familiar saying, "if wishes were horses then beggars would ride," .. oh, even as she had fervently wished to get away free of being noticed had that silent thought actually attracted the sort of attention that she had been keen in avoiding? The sudden appearance of a woman in front of her, laced clean through with the feeling of chaos, had Irkalla backpedalling for a moment before she attempted to stand her ground. There was nothing that she needed to feel guilty of. There had been nothing on her part that had caused the business the burn. Possibly the only thing she had been guilty of was perhaps pilfering someone's sandwich that had been meant for someone else in order to satisfy the hangry Albite. He in turn had given her a USB stick so she hadn't stolen that.

"I don't know why I should have to help clean up. I never created any of this mess."

Her voice came out with a little bit of forced bravado before she gave a restless sound and shifted from one foot to the other, almost like she was going to make a break for it, "doesn't your side do just as much damage among the local populace ... destroying people's lives like they are nothing but chattel? At least this is just a building."

Probably not the smartest way to approach things, but Irkalla had found that pain had the habit of making her cranky ... and filter-less. The rope cord came up in an wide arc as she swung it out towards the figure that thought to block her escape. Surprise, and get away. Best idea for now. Get out of range and power down somewhere.

Super Corrupt Valeria of Brains.


She could forgive the general for summoning her here, she really could, but she didn't have a single clue what was going on and found herself looking around for someone who might fill her in - anyone. It was when a blond haired corrupt seemed to aknowledge her, or rather the general she was with, that she headed that way. Heels lcicked as she walked and her long haired trailed the ground.

"I was just pulled into this...would you mind filling me in on what is going on exactly?" As it seemed some knights were trying to get out a building which had a jammed shut door. "I'm rather...unaware of things here tonight." As a whole she was unaware of thigns and kept herself rather distant from things, she did her duties and that was about it really. But here she was, summoned, and here to do whatever she could to help out and deal with whatever issue order was going to create. At least she knew her magic would handle a senshi or a knight with a fair amount of ease, that she knew.

Adonis, Corrupt Eternal of Skin
Having a good time as chef of this cookout

"Suit yourself, Catto," Adonis replied to Tama with a salute. "Somebody's gotta stop the runners." And cat beams were pretty good at that.

He'd gotten a Super (Valeria) coming over, too, which meant a lighter load for him. He'd seen her around before, for sure, but as Adonis hadn't been the most social type with his Negaverse and non-Negaverse obligations of late, he hadn't gotten around to having a chat with her. That was fine, though, now was as good a time as any.

"Ah, yeah," Adonis began as he took a moment to stand back. His hands found his hips as he looked up at the mess of a building. Was someone up there? "Strengite had a whole op to herself, 'bout draining energy as 'therapists', but the White Moon busted us tonight. Some of 'em are still in the building, and we're trying to keep 'em there. Trap 'em in their own mess and let 'em cook for a while, you know? Figure Infiltration's got this one handled as another terrorist strike, so it's up to us to take care of the 'terrorists'.

"You mind giving the place a once-over for any escapees? The White Moon likes to get squirrelly when they're burning alive. Helps to beat 'em around when they escape, or you could even toss 'em back in and shut the door on 'em."