Blue brows arched upward at the ginger man and his sharp gaze that seemed to dissect every inch of her. She didn't flinch, just kept a level gaze that she assumed he'd eventually meet with the corners of her mouth. She didn't know much about the man dressed in the colors of rust, but Hydra was thinking that she liked him.
So far anyway.
"I like your sash," she responded cheekily, before glancing at her boots and sticking a leg out at him. "I'd let you borrow them but - they don't look like they're your size. Pity." She meant to say more and really, Hydra was looking forward to whatever quip the man would throw at her but another girl caught her attention with her obvious staring.
The girl turned her head and smiled widely at Reinerite even if it was a bit strained and like yes, please say something instead of just staring and she was going to speak up when Bloodstone snapped at her and Aurostibite was talking. "Okay, Metallia is like the head boss lady yeah?"
It's not like she knew that much. Her general tried to keep her informed but it was hard - there was too much information to process regularly and keep up with. She looked pointedly at Bloodstone. "Nice to meet you too," she quipped sarcastically before shaking her head and rolling her eyes.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 8:56 am
Lieutenant Marcasite
The blonde could feel the weight of Obsidian's sharp gaze on her back and it made her swallow dryly, her heart fluttering to a speed rivaling a hummingbird's wings. He did not pursue her and for that, she was thankful of. Then again, she couldn't help but worry that he would call for her later, when the meeting was over and he learned her name.
But an arm was sliding around her waist and she tensed immediately, tension straining her shoulders only to relax when she recognized the purple and green of Xenotime.
"I knew you'd find me," she mumbled, leaning into the smaller woman. When the other lieutenant(Natrolite) joined them she gave him a once over and a hm expression before arching a pale brow.
Jet appeared as summoned, feeling sick to his stomach and wishing he was still in bed. All the nights he spent out in the cold collecting energy for the Negaverse seemed to cause him to catch a nasty cold.
Typical.
Then again, he probably should have listened when Lovely advised him not to go out in the rain.
He groaned to himself and looked around, trying to catch sight of the blond who would have been at work at the time of the summon. Or maybe he was off now, he wasn't sure since he didn't see the time when he left. Miserably, he lifted his sleeve to scrub at his nose, sniffling as he waited for further instructions.
He'd caught sight of General Cinnabar of course, but seeing as she was already busy with her other subordinates and he didn't want her to get sick, he kept his distance. He just wished he'd brought some tissues with him. Or was back in bed.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:06 am
General Benitoite.
As Huntite made his appearance the General gave a nod of his head as greeting before following it up with a verbal greeting. "Good evening. Doing well I hope." As it seemed they would all need to be in good shape, something he'd have to see to acquiring for himself - good health. He wasn't opposed to starseed consumption, if absolutely necessary which he figured it would quickly become so, due to the addictive nature of them as well as the civilian lives lost...unless a senshi or knights starseed could be obtained. As he pondered this he continued stroking Katya's head with a gloved hand.
"I'm guessing we'll be getting information on the state of things as well as marching orders." Sort to speak, it wans't like they were an army that was going to march on out of Negaspace and wage war on the senshi and knights, not like a civilian army anyway. But they would be leaving here and he was sure there would be some attack launched by them. "I have a bit more healing to do." He whispered, not at all pleased by being in the rough shape he was in. Some starseeds would help handle the situation, hopefully he didn't suffer too badly for how many he'd taken already or how many he'd need to consume in order to heal up enough to be effective and helpful in whatever they'd be doing.
He hated this.
Corrupted kitty Katya.
She had been expecting a summons for weeks now - weeks! She should not have been made to wait so long - no one should have. She had been growing ever more displeased as time had gone on but finally - finally! They were summoned and she had left her book, a rare feat, and gone racing down the stairs to her General. Leaping into his arms she wasn't too concerned for his health, he'd push through it as he had been and he'd do what he needed to get better quicker, so when he powered up she let him cradle her close to his chest as they teleported out.
The arrive was instantaneous and the auras which hit her were all over the place as far as power went and what sort of officers they were, Negaverse officer or corrupted senshi. It was pleasing to feel the wash of so many auras around them so she sort of missed who Benitoite came to a stop by. She was busy looking around, taking in the auras, and letting him pet her head...oh how good the petting felt right now.
It wasn't until Huntite appeared that her attention moved to the group they were with and she took in each figure. Another General, two Lieutenants other than Huntite, and than Benitoite. Not a bad group.
"Time for me to explore and see who is here." She said leaning up in order to pet her General's head with her front paws. She would wander and see who was here, get a better idea for the make up of the group, and see what was going on - listen to them. Who noticed the cats on the ground anyway? Not enough people in her opinion, she should be noticed!
Once she was let down, having to jump most of the way from his arms, she took off weaving in and out between legs.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:08 am
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Two fingers moved to rub the kitten under her chin, Dia finding comfort in the simple action of petting the adorable little Lace. It was already ominous enough, a summons from Metallia herself - what could be the reason behind the call?
At the mention of Sera and the others, she turned to allow both herself and the Guardian a better view of the people gathering around the room, some still popping in, here and there. Lace had mentioned Sera on multiple occasions and the senshi was eager to meet the name's owner at last. Instead, she spotted a sulky Domeykite, who received an eager wave from the pinkette - only to have that wave cut short upon seeing the serious General Labyrinthite standing tall and regal, next to him.
Wolfeite too, loomed nearby...or at least, who she thought was Wolfeite, judging by his proximity to the General. He looked far more scary and far more...canine, than before? Oh dear. Captainhood did not seem to suit him as well as her own upgrade did.
It was Tourmaline's call to her that snapped her attention back into focus, the young woman soon waving towards the Lieutenant in response. Why linger in the back when they could have front row seats ---er, spots --- to what could possibly be the most Important Meeting In Their Negaverse Lives??
By now, random teleportation pulls were not unfamiliar for Lieutenant Angelite. Twice already in the prior week, she'd been pulled from both a patient's room and her own bedroom, summoned for whatever lesson her dear General had in store for her. The first had been a lesson on starseed stealing. The second, he'd forgotten his wallet and needed his dinner paid for.
Some lessons were more helpful than others. Especially when she had an inkling that Obsidian never really forgot his wallet.
Despite the fact it wasn't her first time being thrown around like a ragdoll, she was never fully prepared for the sudden, random tugs. It took several moments for her to adjust to her new surroundings, the room unlike any she had seen before. The sensation of all the powerful auras close by was nearly overwhelming, but she was quick to recompose herself. Eyes shifted as she scanned the room, quietly taking in all the strangers.
This was clearly A Big Deal.
"Would this happen to be one of those old fashioned tea parties you've told me about?"
Her arms folded across her chest as eyes fell first upon a green haired senshi (Chrysocolla) who was speaking with a redheaded senshi with an ungodly amount of hair (Victoria). Her gaze continued, only stopping when she settled upon the most curious of sights - a fascinating woman who looked both monster and man, (Cinnabar).
"You didn't tell me we had this many senshi on our team, General."
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:20 am
Corrupted Sailor Valeria.
She'd been at home, just finished tucking her youngest siblings into bed, she had been closing the door to her own bedroom when she'd felt the tug of a summons. This wasn't new to her but she also wasn't all that familiar with it as she wasn't the most active - though she knew she should be. Fisting the hem of her shirt she wondered if she should, if she could, power up in her room and let the summons take her or should she get out of her home first.
Making up her mind rather quickly she'd escaped her home and once a short, but safe, distance from the house she powered up and let the summons take her to wherever she was required.
Where she appeared was not unexpected, not completely anyway, but so many people where here that she was a bit - ok a lot - lost as she wandered about the sea of people. Her long dark pink hair being stepped on by a few she had to wait before it was free for her to move again. She needed to find someone she knew - anyone...and that would be hard. She knew so few, something which had her feeling quite a bit left out, as she wandered and glanced over the other corrupted senshi like herself - so many.
It wasn't just all the corrupted senshi though that she looked at. There was so many officers and the uniforms they all wore were so different, so stand out. Some officers though stood out anyway, uniform not taken into account. The looks of some, from their eyes, to their inhuman features. Some just couldn't help but be noticed and felt - scary.
Sweeping her long hair out of the way of someone, she had seen them about to step on her hair, she was able to for once avoid having it stepped on. She was so glad her hair was not this long normally, even though her hair was long as a civilian, though she would admit it was nice at this length as far as looks went. Practically speaking though...she was more likely to get taken out by a senshi stepping on her hair while she was running and causing her to face plant into the ground.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:20 am
General Xenotime
"Of course. I always will." It was a promise, one she'd made before, and would make again. One that really need not be vocalized, but she reiterated it often. A reminder to herself and those under her care.
Nateolite's arrival was punctuated by the sound of someone shouldering their way through the crowd, and the general knew without looking that it was him. Who else showed such blatant disregard and defiance? She turned to watch him sink an elbow into another geberal's side, features hardening in irritation as he sauntered up to her innocently. "You make a fool of yourself and me by proxy. Behave," she hissed, grabbing his arm to drag him that much closer as she looked past him and caught to look on the other geberal's face.
There was every chance of her killing the lieuteneant herself, but she'd be damned if another agent lay a hand on him without her concent. He was her's to discipline.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:22 am
Captain Moonstone
The Haida girl had been watching the arrivals with keen interest, so many faces she knew - so many she didn't (and didn't want to). In the crowd she saw Obsidian, whom she knew of, and Zircon, whom had been a captain for as long as she had - capable woman, Moonstone had of late seen her with the beautiful General. Schörl and Cinnabar called to her by the power of their presence and by her previous encounters with them, but there was a really annoying corrupted senshi (Hauÿne) that kept distracting her so that when Prousite showed up and came right for her, Moonstone was already keyed up.
"You." Brown eyes narrowed at the name-tag and she reached out to pull it from his uniform without hurting it; exercising care and control. This is a meeting, there is excitement, there is danger. Don't lose it because some child is excited. "This is not appropriate for meeting Metallia." Moonstone tucked the spent-but-still-sticky name-tag into one of his pockets rather than crumpling it up and throwing it at his face like she wanted.
But there was a tick under her right eye.
"Running your con-game again?" It amused her greatly, she'd even participated a time or two - civilians could be such easy marks. Sheep.
A glimmer of amusement in her eyes, pulling the corners of her mouth into a ghost of a smile, "How's your nose, Steven?"
It was her, after waiting years in the ache of silence.
To be fair, Captain Zircon responded to all summons with appropriate gravity. If someone had the strength to summon officers, then they were someone worth respect and fear, and she hadn't survived this long by neglecting her betters. But this was Metallia, the source of their power, a nebulous queen who made her will known only in singular moments of clarity between months of stumbling around in the darkness. It was to her that all of Chaos was beholden, and though Zircon had initially resented the yoke she'd been chosen to carry, she knew now that it was the only way she would ever have power or agency in an uncaring world. Those on the side of the White Moon would tell her that she'd sold her soul, but at least it was to the devil she knew and chose.
Her entrance was a trim and tidy pop into existence, but her composure lasted only a moment before her arms shot out and her stance wobbled, her knees like jello following the teleportation. She glared down at her legs intently, willing herself to breathe and focus, and only then did her balance recover from the displacement. Arms still splayed wide, Zircon wrinkled her nose in concentration and shuffled her left foot forward and let it fall to the ground, the foot landing (mostly) where she'd intended. The right foot came easier, as long as she was focused, and then the left swung around, awkward and mechanical and forced, but she pushed off and was one step further. For the first time in over a month, she was walking on her own.
But she had little time to celebrate this feat, nor could she openly broadcast it to the growing assembly. There was no room for weakness in the Negaverse, and if prying eyes knew about her condition, they might be inclined to request a 'reassignment' on her behalf, to the footsoldiers of youma at their heels. If she were to make it, she had to prove that she was strong, that she'd weathered the storm, that she would not allow herself to stay down. There was no hiding the limp, and those with perceptive or prying eyes would easily be able to notice the stiffness of her left foot, how it didn't flex and bend with the rest of her, but she was walking, she was moving, and she was doing it on her own.
Zircon squared her shoulders and kept her eyes forward as she moved through the assembly, careful to navigate only the open spaces between various teams. She pulled her face up from the cover of her scarf when she saw Schörl, radiant at the seat of her dignified command, but the captain's body visibly bristled at the sight of the corrupt beside her, mewling over Barbary as if he had been some house pet. That Quartz would be there was simply an unappealing truth, and at this point Zircon was growing to accept his disgustingly glittery existence, but the pinion-clad senshi was a new affront, and she seethed at how insultingly familiar the corrupt deigned to be with the general. Corrupt senshi were beneath even the stations of a lieutenant, how dare this one assume to have the closeness to touch the general in public, when even Zircon had not earned that right? It was an insult she would not tolerate but for the serene expression on Schörl's face that seemed to imply permission, a sting all its own to the baffled captain.
Either way, she dared not approach, not when she was weak and unable to contest this slight upon her character. She fell into position behind Labyrinthite, unable to meet his eyes. The captain hid her face under her purple kerchief so that no one else might see the extreme displeasure wrought in the tight-knit frown that she wore, but her amber eyes glared into nothingness and her posture was stiff, even for her. Zircon already wanted this whole affair to be over, and if she was lucky it would even happen with her presence unnoticed.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:47 am
Captain Aquamarine
If Aquamarine felt anything about the summons, it was hatred.
After a long day at the store (unloading one of the bi-weekly trucks and distributing merchandise accordingly, all the while dealing with the laziness of a visual manager who knew jack s**t about what he was actually supposed to be managing and preferred to spend his time flirting with the female employees instead of even trying to do his job), all Aquamarine wanted to do was go home and relax for a while.
Especially since he was fairly certain he was coming down with something. It could always be allergies, he supposed, or something about the dusty stockrooms, but he much preferred to blame his condition on Ilian, who never seemed to listen and insisted upon making Aquamarine’s life hell.
One may wonder why Aquamarine even bothered to stay at Ilian’s apartment. He wondered that himself. But he didn’t want to go home, and he had nowhere else, and Ilian’s company wasn’t so bad when he wasn’t being total a dumbass.
Aquamarine stomped his way through the crowd and didn’t come to a stop until he was standing in front of Jet. He glared and hoped Jet could see all of his hate. Most of it wasn’t even felt for Jet, but rather the situation. ******** Metallia had to ruin his plans for the night when she hadn’t made so much as a peep in weeks, leading them to clean up the mess from the battle without so much as a proper “thank you.”
“I hope you know just how much I resent you,” Aquamarine told his fellow Captain.
Chrysocolla would have stayed longer with Victoria, really she would, but there were so many corrupts she couldn't recall ever meeting! That wouldn't do at all -- when Metallia spoke she'd shut up and listen, but...Metallia wasn't talking, quite yet. And some of these were...some of them were so very, very young.
Like Makemake. God, had Chrysocolla looked like that?
She steeled herself and walked over to the young corrupt with a friendly smile, taking a deep breath. "I haven't seen you around before...I'm Chrysocolla. You?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 10:36 am
General Labyrinthite
There was no doubt that Labyrinthite was capable of standing strong without the soldiers that flanked him but there was, admittedly, a dull sense of comfort that settled over him when he glanced at his pack out of the corner of his eyes. His back was straight and he stood tall as his bright gold gaze swept across the crowd.
It was easy to spot Alkaid with her cracked skin and orange energy oozing from it. He could not help himself, letting his gaze linger until she looked up at him and he nodded, lips quirked in a slight frown before he took in the rest of the crowd.
The corrupt(Haüyne) that pointed at him with a loud exclamation of excitement at the summons received an arch of a dark brow and a look of consideration. Perhaps after the meeting he would seek them out, see if he couldn't direct that enthusiasm towards something tangible. It was worth considering at the very least, present an offer and leave it at that. The corrupt didn't seem to have the lack of enthusiasm that Domeykite and Aluminite did and that, in itself, was promising.
Any other thoughts he had on the matter were disrupted by the idle energy he could feel Wolfeite extruding as he stood by his side. "Patience Wolf," he said firm but quietly. He remembered the days of the restlessness, where he craved the adrenaline rushes that fighting gave him. He imagined it was the same for his newly minuted half-breed only magnified by the creature that now made up part of him. "After we can find a way to relieve your aggression." The statement was loaded in itself, unclear in what he meant with a tint of implications.
But something else was capturing his attention, the hobbling of a short blonde and immediately his jaw clenched and his expression twisted into something unreadable but irritable. "Zircon," he hissed, eyes dropping to her leg with a flicker of concern passing across his face. "You should be resting."
Of course the woman was here. He had hoped that she would have stayed in bed, after all that she'd gone through, and yet - he was not surprised by her appearance.
"Stay close," he mumbled quietly, stepping back so she could stand slighting in front of him. "If you waver, I will support you."
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 11:17 am
Makemake - Corrupt Senshi
Makemake had been caught up in her own quiet mental ranting, complete with a myriad of facial expressions, to hear Chrysocolla until the older corrupt spoke. Then she looked at the older girl her crazy bright teal eyes. Makemake looked every bit the brat she was. Like, Mean Girl but not popular enough to be a REAL Mean Girl, Mean Girl. So end the end, she was just a flat-out snob.
"Oh, Hi. I'm MAH-kay-MAH-kay," The young girl enunciated her name to the other would be sure to get it right.
The girl was a walking contradiction - She wanted to learn and wanted some sort of mentor, but she was also really off-putting and unpleasant with signs of a huuuuuuuge ego that made any sort of friendship, let alone teacher-student relationship, difficult. She was a beggar who was also REALLY picky, and as the saying goes, 'beggars can't be choosers.' Whoops.....
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 11:30 am
General Painite arrived with her arms folded, looking around the room but not expecting much. She felt the energy in the air, and did like the feel of it, but was no longer much of a team player as far as the Negaverse itself was concerned. Too many senshi, too many traitors. All she wanted to do was cause some pain, and torment her enemies, whoever they might be.
Mostly the White Moon, thankfully.
Beside her, Lieutenant Crocoite stood, doing his best to echo her cool detachment. He leaned on his cane, though it was not there to help him walk but rather as his weapon, his hands folded over the crocodilian head of the cane. His eyes were wider than he would have liked, though, his interest plain on his face.
He had never seen anything like this before. He had only really met Painite, so far, and was barely dipping his toes in what it meant to be a Nega soldier. Yet here he was, surrounded by Chaos, and looking at so many different kinds of beings and servants of this one force. It was overwhelming, both in the sheer multitude of auras and sensations of this place, and the actual number of people in the room.
There were so many of them! They could do anything. They really were an army. He had no idea. No idea at all. But he was very, very interested in learning. He side glanced at Painite, noting her expression again, but deciding he was not her minion, as she might think.
He wanted to explore, and to learn, and that was what he was going to do. Let her stay a wall flower if she wanted.
Half Youma General Merlinite appeared in the corner of the room, crawling into a corner and bracing himself up and out of the way of most of the crowd. He was hoping to be lost in the sea of auras, wanting nothing more than to watch the happenings, get some information, and return to his White Moon friends. This was an incredibly dangerous choice to make, but he was hoping his alliance was not widely known...
After all, most of his trouble was tied to Painite alone, and he knew she was not much of a gossiper... and was likely too proud to have told anyone what really happened. Still, he was being careful, and keeping as out of the way as possible.
Just in case.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 11:54 am
Captain Cavansite wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but this summons she felt was not something she felt she could ignore. Though, ignoring things was one of the things she did love to do. It was sometimes just…liberating when she would ignore her responsibilities and just go do something else, but…this wasn’t one of those times, so there she was, entering a place…a place that had dozens and dozens of agents and…and senshi? And other things. How interesting. She hadn’t been aware that there were so many on her side…it was so many more then she had anticipated.
Of course it wasn’t difficult to pick out the one she was looking for, standing proud and strong, her favorite General, Painite. Oh! And Painite hadn’t yet seen her shiny new upgrade with her shiny new outfit and her shiny new power.
A grin spread across the Captain’s face and she began to make her way over to the general, raising a hand to wave as she did so. Sure maybe this wasn’t the time and place for a pleasure visit but…
Cavansite paused, the smile fading slightly as her eyes landed on the man…the uh…the man who was beside her, trying to mirror her expression.
…Who was that…and why was he near her Painite?
The captain began her approach again, slower than before. “Painite, it’s lovely to see you, General.” Notice me, senpai. I got stronger for you. Just for you.
