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Wavellite laughed and nudged Xenia, grinning. “Even if something did try to hurt you, you know that I’d do whatever I had to to keep you safe, Xe. Don’t be silly. Nothing in the Rift would even dream to touch you...besides...with such a big group? I bet we’d scare anything off just by the sound of our footsteps alone...there can’t really be anything in there tough enough to take us all on.”

As a captain...she had a sword now. Not...a very good one...but still. It was better than a piece of paper!

“I’ve never been in the rift before...I wonder what it will be like...do you think we’ll save whoever we’re going to rescue?”

Of course they would. That was a silly question, and she knew it. How could such a big group of agents and senshi not complete the mission with a resounding level of absolute success? “If whoever it is is being held against their will, I hope that the rift will take one look at all of us and just...throw them back up. It seems like a fair trade. It’ll save the beasties in there an a** kicking, that’s for sure.”

Perhaps it was silly to be this overconfident just because she had been given a promotion...but...damnit. She deserved to have some confidence in her abilities...didn’t she?

Lellouch

She suppoed he was right in that regards... "True... I suppose more than the rest here." Lellouch shifted slightly when he mentioned the other side. "They can not work as a whole... No. But there are small clusters that work well enough." She did not mention Kerberos, or his slowly increasing collection of lost souls he seemed to be gathering. "That being said... We are no better either. There are quite a few of us that do nothing but bicker. More so that don't work together, if at all."

"Mmm. Don't smother them. You'll do more harm then good... Again.

She shrugged at the loss of the tea shop. It wasn't her forte but he had at least tried. Now he knew better.

Lellouch seemed to ignore her brother, instead focusing on the other General. "You could just... make it so your competition cant keep up.. Be it draining their energy... Or worse." She shrugged, grin still in place. "Or you could have someone else do it. Your preference really."

"The Rift doesn't like senshi, the youma don't... You're fortunate if you don't run into anything beyond that.." She would not mention the potential half youma they'd cross paths with. Her brother would have to learn that on his own.


Corvusite

"You're going to have for forgive me but.. You're likely to find better else well." He'd lost count how many times he had to listen to his father b***h about something at the clinic. Be it from supplies, to the staff, to people not listening to his so called 'orders'. On top of that, the abuse of power, and people in general..." Corvusite sighed, trying to detach himself from that particular convo.

He threw his sister a curious look. "Starseed collecting again, are we? I don't think random starseeds fall on the same caliber as our parents but, I suppose the theme fits..." But then again, he was more then content to pretend they were dead. Corvusite guessed that perhaps Lellouch decided she didn't need to pretend.

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Rescue mission...this was going to be a rescue mission. They were going to really get the chance to be heroes. Gismondine looked to Taiyangshou and grinned broadly. “Do you hear that? We’re going to be heroes! We’re going to help save someone! Someone who needs our help! Look how many people would show up...if…” He swallowed and the cookie he had just taken a bite of seemed suddenly tasteless. “If something happened to one of us. People would group up like this to help, don’t you think?”

Should they have grouped up by now to try to find Parisite? Even Yu’s Phone no longer seemed to go to his voicemail. He was worried...and more than a little scared for his mentor. What if...what if he had been killed?

It wasn’t something he wanted to dwell on, but that was the only possibility that kept coming into his mind...and...it made him feel more than a little sick to his stomach. “...If you ever went missing, I’d make sure everyone was looking for you, just so you know...I...wouldn’t let you disappear without anyone caring...If...if you were ever worried about that.”

Since...obviously Gismondine was. Now.

Lieutenant Cafetite

Oh no. This poor woman wasn't suffering a Chaos dilemma. While that was a small relief, it was tempered by the fact that her issues were very real and could happen to anyone regardless of faction. "I'm so sorry," Cafetite said, her tone hushed. She found herself struggling to find something to say immediately, because she'd never experienced a breakup of that magnitude before, but she eventually found something. "I don't think you have to meet a new partner right away. Why not just... start with some new friends?" She paused, silently hoping this wasn't one of those awful cases where the fiancee kept her tied to her and only her. "Oh, I'm Cafetite, by the way. Lieutenant Cafetite. What's your name?"



Corrupt Sailor Lawsonite

The lieutenant made a cute (?) little squeak when she hit the floor again. Lawsonite looked to Crocoite's hand, stared at it for a moment, but then finally pulled herself up without much fanfare. It wasn't anything against him; she just wasn't sure she needed his hand to get up. A wry little smile crept onto her face as she caught wind of the dressing down that lieutenant was getting from the very luminescent Captain. Not much made her smile like that. She looked to Carnotite, then back to Jadarite, scrutinizing the latter just a bit. "You look like the sort who has an audience," she said to Jadarite. "Or at least, your glasses do. There is certainly a demographic for glasses girls." It might not have been clear immediately, but Lawsonite was trying to imply something unusually filthy. She'd probably been hanging around Cacoxenite too much, but she wanted to try the dirty little jab on anyway.





Corrupt Sailor Cacoxenite

Cacoxenite gave a short, sharp bark of a cackle at Cala's response. "Hah, really? Well, it was worth a shot." She looked over to what Cala was pointing at, a set of sweets that looked like mutated sticky buns with red candy on top. "Eugh, you've got a point. I get the whole 'someone's gotta be a guinea pig for my newest recipe' thing, but just sliding it in among stuff that actually makes sense? Who do they think they're trying to fool?" Her face scrunched up as she leaned in to get a better look at the mutant candy buns. "There's way too much glaze on those things, and the red candy adds nothing. It's just more stuff to get stuck in your teeth. You don't even have to eat one to see these things."

Cacoxenite was unaware that she had such strong opinions on sweets, but she supposed she knew enough to evaluate these things. She was legendarily exacting when it came to following recipes.

Lieutenant Carnallite

Carnallite would likely have the same problem when it came to inadvertently glaring at people.

Although, in her case it probably wouldn’t be inadvertent. She might have a resting b***h face, but she still tended to glare at people on purpose.

She filed the name “Reinerite” away for future reference. Carnallite assumed it would be beneficial to know a competent General, particularly as she’d like to climb the ranks herself. She didn’t care to associate with too many people if she could help it (not right away, at least), but knowing a few influential people who were moderately trustworthy could only be a good thing.

Bloodstone could not be relied upon for everything, whether he wanted to be or not. He was, after all, only a Captain.

For now, they would either search on their own, or keep close to the General King. Being the strongest among them, Carnallite assumed he knew what he was doing, even if she thought he seemed a bit soft for someone with his level of power.

Hopefully that power wasn’t wasted.

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Corrupt Sailor Cymophane

Cymophane really wanted to hear about Kamacite’s drama with General Jet’s boyfriend.

Why hadn’t Jet mentioned he had a boyfriend??? Obviously that was super important information for Cymophane to be aware of!

Only it wasn’t. But it was interesting. Cymophane was new. He wanted to know everything there was to know about everyone. Surely with a group this big, there was a lot of romantic fraternization going on, and with a group this mysterious, some of it must be amusingly dramatic.

Kamacite seemed as quiet and dutiful as a Senshi as he was as a civilian, and it was always the quiet ones who had the best gossip.

Alas, there were more important things to be done right now.

Youma Maikoh

Forming a group! Maikoh found it unreasonably adorable for all the young agents to be buddying up to go into the Rift, as if they were precious children on one of their first school fieldtrips. A bark of laughter escaped her as a captain she was unfamiliar with approached with the question, and she shook her head.

"I've no need," she told him. "As I'm not an agent. My name is Maikoh." She reached out a heavy, clawed hand to rest on her lieutenant's head. "This is Janggunite. He was bumbling about in the snow when he was recruited, and I found him. He's lucky to have me." She wasn't expressly in the habit of adopting newbies under her metaphorical wing. They had their captains and generals for that, but Maikoh could barely resist confused lieutenants who'd been left to fend for themselves. She was an excellent teacher and had more experience than many. They would survive and thrive under her guidance.

Her tail swayed.

"If you've no one to go with, rest assured you'll be safe with me," Maikoh told Chambersite. "Join us. I know my own home well enough to look after you two." Despite it not really being her business what became of any agent dumb enough to wander alone into the Rift, she could still hardly resist a General King's summons. And look at all these ickle babies. They clearly needed her.

Lieutenant Janggunite

"Please," Janggunite hummed softly, reaching up to swat Maikoh's monstrous hand from his hand. It was true that he had very little grasp of what was going on or what they were walking into, but he certainly didn't need some Youma woman fawning after him, calling him a "baby" or a "child" in front of everyone else.

...Especially since January was older than most people here.

He extended a delicate hand toward Chambersite, not totally dissimilar to how a princess might. "Janggunite," he introduced himself. "Charmed." For all his uncertainty about the Negaverse and its missions, he'd be foolish if he couldn't at least acknowledge that it was better to have friends here than enemies.

And despite his typical unwillingness to invest heavily in social situations outside of his own family, Janggunite at least knew how to be friendly. "Forgive the youma woman's brazenness," he said. "I think she is well-meaning, though it is hard to say for sure... I'm not so inept as she makes it seem, darling. Though I am a bit greener than most," he admitted. "Have you been with the Negaverse long? Is there any advice you'd give a new recruit like me?"

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