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General Moonstone

A great many questions were being asked of those that had offered to answer, some impertinent, some not. Moonstone remained silent until one young officer approached her specifically with a volley of questions that were solid, useful, and to-the-point. This one sees youma as tools, weapons. A means to an end. That is fine. A mind may be changed in time.

"Yes, Lieutenant." Moonstone addressed Datolite politely while making certain that neither of the unbonded youma at her side dared to go against her will; Wasgo would remain calmly behind her, creaking like a ship at sea with the gentle sway of his rudder-like tail, until she bade him otherwise - but the other two responded only to mastery of rank. "It is both, depending." She reached her hand out to the small feral and allowed it to float gently against her fingers in a fond caress, "Just as with any human or animal, youma have distinctive personalities and traits you must play to and work with. Tailoring your interactions to the youma types, and further to the individuals, will go a long ways towards your mastery when working with them."

"Also consider, treating a humanoid youma with a high strength and intelligence as one might a trainable pet...could get you eaten, if you are not careful." A glint of white, Moonstone's teeth flashing at Datolite in tandem with the humanoid youma at her side as though the move were planned for effect though it could not have been. "In order to even make the attempt, you must be of a rank in power to command their respect. A lieutenant will not, so unless I or another command that a youma obey you, they will not. You are food in their eyes, Chaos touched or not - a starseed is a starseed. This is why it has been cautioned to only make the attempt at captain rank or higher...historically our officers have had better results doing it this way."

Moonstone was quite pleased to have such a willing pupil; her hopes for the seminar had been guarded at the start, but were in full bloom with the responses going on around them. Most of it was even relevant to youma, though the big b*****d in yellow was harping about dates or somesuch thing that the general couldn't be arsed to bother with. He was not her concern. Datolite was.

"In brief, it is no more strange than issuing a command to another officer of lower rank. I suppose one may find that itself odd or uncomfortable, but otherwise there isn't much difference between the two." Slowly the Haida general's head nodded, Datolite's questions rolling through her mind over again so that she didn't miss a one. "Unfortunately, any given command can be superseded by another officer's command if they outrank you or if the youma you are trying to command bonded to the officer in question, whereas if someone were trying to command your personal youma it would be that much harder for them to do so. A youma is loyal to Metallia. Personal youma to her and to you.

"Initiating the bonding process is different for everyone. Many must fight the youma to prove they are strong enough to be it's master, some answer riddles. Some simply find each other when they are ready. It can be an intensely personal process." Had she answered everything? Yes. Had she answered sufficiently? Probably not, but that was how things went - over a decade in the Negaverse didn't mean one became really good at giving speeches. Or thought management. Lectures were not her forte.

Wasgo was. Hunting was.

"You can touch them, if you like."

Corrupt Zubenelgenubi

They had lingered for a moment, giving Vit a chance to seek them out on their own. 'Nubi's face beamed when he spoke to them for a moment, though as Landry spoke she calmed down a bit. The last thing she wanted was to be scolded for acting too aloof in front of so many important people. This was the place to keep herself under check after all.

"It was a wonderful surprise to see you up there Vitie. You did a great job." Though they had mostly spoken a warning to them all. Beware the Rift, she already knew that from personal experience at least. It was still good information to have.

"While it might not have been great to hear as a Senshi, it was still worth the knowledge at least. I don't need a bonded Youma when I have 'Mali anyway. He wouldn't let anything happen to his dear sister." The same went for her as well. She'd fight a youma if she had to for her brother and she'd smack down any Knight or Senshi that dared to even look his way. Anyone who thought they could get the better of them would be sorely mistaken.

"It would be lovely if you could accompany us, Vitie. If you would like." She knew her brother had a lot to say about what he just heard, but he was reserving his thoughts considering the atmosphere. Even she was smart enough to keep her mouth shut around here.

Kapoodles

MoonKitsune

Tanzanite was perfectly happy to be distracted.

The very nature of the meeting was unsettling for her, and very few things unsettled Tanzanite, even in her weakened human state. Nevertheless, Tiberius certainly seemed to be doing his job well, nearly knocking the woman over as he climbed up into her lap. Tanzanite just barely caught herself with her one arm and managed to push herself back up into a sitting position. Her head fell back as she laughed loudly, leaving any anonymity shattered by that cackling sound.

“Well aren't you bold,” she chastised playfully, “I used to have four of them.”

And she would again, as far as she was concerned. It was difficult to have wings and then not have wings, and she was extremely unhappy about it.

Tanzanite had entirely forgotten that Mauvians had a more human form, and the reminder created a sudden tension in her muscles that hadn't been there before. That forgetfulness was the reason she had felt comfortable sitting there, smiling wildly instead of exhibiting her newfound apathy for most of her fellow soldiers. Still, it was likely she would've sat there petting the charming creature anyways, were it not for the sudden shift in the broken senshi who had become her near-constant escort.

“I'm afraid our lady Metallia did not build me for companionship, though I must say I do enjoy yours,” she spoke in a slightly less enchanted voice, though with a lingering fondness. What Metallia had built her for was still a bit of a mystery, and Laurelite seemed determined to figure out what it meant. Tanzanite would wait for her orders, as a loyal attack dog should.

Gently, she set Tiberius back down on the floor, which mostly included leaning forward until he was able to tumble out of her lap.

“I'm afraid I am needed for a moment,” she whispered as she rose to stand behind Alkaid as Faustite approached.

Corrupt Zubenelgenubi

There was no missing that smile on 'Mali's face. 'Nubi was so relieved he had managed to make a friend in the Negaverse. He wasn't always that positive about the choices she had made that led them here. The fact that he had made a friend was helping to relieve some of her own stress about the situation.

"Of course, if your General calls you have to respond!" It probably wasn't best to say out loud, but personally she loved her General. Cavansite had saved their lives after all, and 'Nubi would do anything to repay her for that.

Then 'Mali volunteered her for food patrol. Admittedly sometimes she could be clueless to these things, but knowing her twin had made a friend of this particular Agent, she was well aware of his intention. "That's right. I'll go find us some yummy grub. We'll get anything you want Vitie."

Kapoodles

MoonKitsune