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General Aquamarine

Aquamarine hardly reacted to anything said by General Benitoite or the half-youma Captain, keeping his face as expressionless as possible, with the result that he continued to look displeased and unimpressed, and very much like he was on the verge of turning his nose up at any and all assistance from anyone, even that of his own allies. He knew better than to snort or roll his eyes or say anything that might bring his loyalty into question, even if all of his instincts yearned to be argumentative and contradictory. There was something about Benitoite in particular that prompted caution. A certain arrogance, perhaps? Whatever it was, it grated on Aquamarine’s nerves.

Which, in Benitoite’s defense, wasn’t difficult to accomplish.

Jet had a handle on it, in any case. Listening to him, Aquamarine could no longer contain himself, turning his back on the others to hide the amusement that crossed his face. The things Jet had to say likely wouldn’t be amusing to anyone else, and they hadn’t been amusing to Aquamarine at the time they occured, but he knew Jet’s voice and all of its different tones; he could tell by subtle differences in inflection when Jet was being serious, and when he was being a little s**t to make a point.

Aquamarine barely held back his snicker, letting his arm knock against Jet’s in silent communication. ‘Nice.’ To the others, it would appear as if he was doing nothing more than glancing around the area, keeping an eye out for any sign of trouble from their enemies. One could never be too cautious, after all, even if the consensus seemed to be to work together for now.

“You’re dismissed, then,” he told Geocronite, somewhat disappointed that he was siding with the other two, but Aquamarine also couldn’t blame him. “Don’t feel obligated to stick around if a pissing contest between Generals doesn’t interest you. It doesn’t interest me much either.”

He turned back to the others when he had himself under control again. “Anyway, like I said, some of us have our own reasons for not wanting to work with the enemy, whatever the outcome might be. Jet and I will focus on the other agents while you two play nice with Senshi.”

Aquamarine knocked his arm against Jet’s again, this time to pull Jet’s attention back to him. “We should look for shelter. Or a way out of here. Whichever we find first.”

By now Athalia had already moved out of earshot, electing instead to scout the area before settling on anything that others may deem to be suitable based on their own preferences. This was of course how he approached all things and wouldn't have judged anyone poorly for pursuing a different direction if they so chose!

Namielle however, did manage to catch Bernard's summon and turned round briefly to examine both Mauvian and Senshi with a warm smile. It seemed that Pasithee may have found one spot that was suitable for use, and she deserved applause for that!

"I'm sure we'll be back in a little bit," she said with a merry tone. "He likes to look around and scope things out before he does anything else so we won't be long," she explained and gave a little wave.

"Great find!" she added, and with that, darted off to locate the other senshi before he got too far out of her range and she lost track of him again.

Morpheus agreed with everything the girl had said, there was much to be done and there was no way to know when they would get out of this strange village so they had to prepare for the chance that they would be stuck here for a week or more. He nodded and then said "Yes." Then he started looking around for a direction to go and a shelter to claim to weather the night and cook food at. He had no interest sleeping outside again. He had those problems when he first awoke at the hospital and was discharged with little to his name and no memory. "I have no issue sticking together and working together, let's go find a shelter to stay in." He said in a soft tone.

(Exit?)