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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2023 9:50 am
Personal Youma Arles“No,” Arles said cheerily to Adonis with a toothy grin, although what exactly he was responding to wasn’t entirely clear. It seemed as though he was denying the implied suggestion that Adonis could pour his own drink, because Arles soon produced a glass with a reddish amber liquid and placed it on the counter.
"Your Purification Cocktail."
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2023 10:05 am
General King Jet“They should have rights,” Jet hummed thoughtfully to himself, lifting a hand to rub at his chin in thought as he watched Arles and Alys. The more he interacted with the others in the Negaverse, the more he realized how ingrained it was that youma were second class citizens. Although he supposed it was ironic that a Senshi would be questioning their rights when it wasn’t so long ago that Senshi were just as untrusted as youma.
“You’ll have to bring that suggestion to General Queen Hessonite,” Jet offered a smile at Jadarite. “SpecOps handles the majority of that work. I don’t know about you, but I’m not brave enough to suggest to her that her entire branch is no longer necessary,” he said while making an expression of concern.
Whether or not he was actually brave enough, or just being respectful of another General Sovereign’s branch without saying anything that could potentially shame those around him, he hoped was obvious. But if it turned out that people thought he wasn’t brave, then that was on them for underestimating him.
There was a small commotion nearby -- something about a rat youma…? Maybe one of those messenger rats that Faustite liked to use. But it looked like that was being handled, and Jet didn’t want to crowd the others when Aquamarine was waiting so patiently for a drink.
He showed a smile to Alys, cringed a little when the wine spilled some, but took it anyway. And then let out a little laugh when she handed him the bottle.
“Oh good. Thank you. It’s like you knew this was for Aqua,” he grinned in amusement, and then nodded politely to Adonis and Jadarite.
“Make sure you get enough to eat! Bring some home with you,” he insisted as he made his way back to where Aqua was sitting, handing him both the glass and bottle.
“A gift from Alys. Oh hey, Lopezite! Kamacite,” he nodded to them as well. It was really nice seeing so many people there. Maybe they could do something like this more often!
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2023 2:33 pm
Lieutenant Brassite " Ohhh, well okay, Tama. Nice to meet you." Hearing Tama talk about being twice (!!) her age and Mauvian years being difficult to count made Brassite wonder if they were like dog years, which varied by age bracket. She ate some sweet potato casserole instead of actually asking, though. It was surprisingly not bad. Virginia was a bit north, all said, but not north-north. People still knew how to cook, at least. Swallowing, she nodded at General Aqua-so-mean, and agreed, "Right-oh, sir! Next Thanksgiving I promise to be like, super alive." It was particularly cheerful, and very nearly a threat. In the background, mouse youma went flying through the air and her eyes went back to Tama, wondering if there were any like, impulses. Again, the lieutenant didn't say anything beyond taking another bit and suppressing the smile that was currently dimpling one cheek. Listening to the talk of shelters and adopting out dogs, Brassite commented, almost absently, "I could get a dog." And then froze, fork suspended in air, a piece of turkey covered in cranberry sauce bobbing precariously on the tines. "I...could get a dog..." She'd never been able to, either passed around between family households or staying with an aunt who'd been very firm that she only had room for one burdensome creature in her home. But now, her living situation was pretty permanent, the apartment building allowed for pets, and Uncle Malby owed her for ditching her not only on Thanksgiving, but earlier on her birthday as well. Maybe she could get two dogs. Or three.Sitting up even straighter than before, she put her fork down and grinned at General Lopezite, "What was the name of the shelter?" General King Tall Dark And Handsome arrived with drinks for the angy blonde general which was also a good sign that moods were gonna start getting better. Or worse! Just like a regular big family holiday dinner. Oh were those...even more rat youma running around the place? Was it some sorta Nutcracker performance? This place really had it all! It wasn't long before she went for seconds and soon got lost in the literal sauce along with everyone else. [ spiritual exit via food coma ]
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2023 3:54 pm
General Lopezite
Lopezite perked up immediately when greeted with Brassite’s enthusiasm. “New Life Rescue. If you’re ever going to check it out, let me know. It’s a no-kill shelter, but the faster they can clear out spaces, the more they can take in. They work with some of the other shelters to save as many lives as possible. Lot of puppies and a lot of older dogs, and a lot of everything in between.”
He smiled at Jet and raised a hand in greeting. Jet must think he was obsessed with dogs, he was pretty sure he wound up talking about them every time they ran into each other.
The lieutenant must have had a good disposition; she seemed to bounce back from Aqua’s words without any hesitation. He’d been a bit more sensitive at her age, but her casual, energetic attitude made it hard to even be surprised by what Aqua had said. It was probably for the best that he hadn’t had the opportunity to offer gratitude for more than this get-together yet; he might have just added to Aqua’s stress. Later, then. A message on the tablet was so informal but he didn’t want the General’s efforts to go unpraised when they had already produced substantial results.
It was impossible to forget Kamacite next to him, no matter how quiet he was or how he always seemed to try to shrink into the smallest version of himself. “I know they’re not for everyone, and they’re a big commitment, anyway. Are you more of a cat person? I don’t have much experience with them, but they tend to be quieter. A bit more gentle. I’ve got bruises from wrestling with my dogs, but some of them are pretty big. Most of them are very gentle, though. You’re more than welcome to come over and visit sometime, if you like.”
The offer was, of course, open to everyone within earshot. Lopezite might not have made much effort to be a greatly renowned General but he was trying to make an effort at being more social. He took his job seriously and had a few medals to show for it but he had no magnificent accolades or feats worthy of great praise. What he did have was respect for their goal and a will to make the world a better place.
He’d never thought he was in this alone but he knew he could have done better about making connections.
…Naturally, the dogs were a good pretense for getting to know some of these agents a bit better.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2023 8:12 pm
Lieutenant SodaliteSodalite listened to Psilomelane's offer before he gave the senshi an authentic smile. He could really get behind the idea of asking someone else besides Prehnite to help him visit Negaspace. It's not that he felt that he should have to worry about bothering his general, but at times he had to wonder if he had truly been made out to be a worthwhile recruit. He was slowly learning more of the ins and outs to what would make a good agent but at the same time he always worried that he wasn't doing enough to make a name for himself yet.
"I think I'd like to take you up on your offer Psilomelane. I would probably be only sparingly reaching out for a possible trip as, well, I don't like to feel like I'm being an inconvenience. It'd only be until I can access the ability to teleport myself. I'm not sure where I'm currently seen as a valued member of the organization."
Hopefully that sounded like a feasible solution.
When Psilomelane mentioned walking off the calories that she'd consumed from the dinner did Sodalite stretch before looking over towards the corner where the pinata had been set up. He had taken a casual look-see earlier but now there was a small part of him that wanted to see if he could be the one to break open the caricature of the most feared opponent from the other side, "I'm going to go take a few turns over with that pinata game I think."
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2023 1:15 pm
Negaverse Eternal Adonis of Skin"Does the Negaverse have its own laws? Think I'd have heard about 'em by now if we did, but we're not really in the jurisdiction of any existing government, y'know? Maybe you can get, like, a team of Negaverse lawyers together to draw up some kinda constitution giving everybody rights. 'Cuz all we really got to go on is the training manuals n' such." And from the sound of it? Jet was angling for something bigger than that for his little buddy.
The little buddy who finally handed him a drink with a remarkably youma comment alongside it. "Thanks, my guy," Adonis offered in turn, then toasted to the people present.
Jet must've been more in his own head, cuz the dude was off before he got to the toast part, not that Adonis particularly minded. He had a habit of running his mouth at parties like these, and sometimes he said something regrettably stupid that he couldn't blame on alcohol just yet. If nothing else, it was reassuring that if there was any constant in the world, it was that where there was Aqua, there was Jet. And vice versa.
He took a swig of his drink, nearly spitting it back into the glass as soon as he tasted it. "Tastes about as hideous as I figured it would," he mumbled to himself. Didn't matter, though; he could toss back anything if he held his nose about it.
And hold his nose he did, then downed the drink as quickly as it could. A certain someone mixed it strong, though.
Might be time to grab himself some food before it really started to hit him.Quote: Open for interaction, but probably heading out soon!
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2023 1:21 pm
Negaverse Super Psilomelane of MiragesPsilomelane nodded, in no way perturbed about Sodalite accepting the offer. She thought it was just as important to ensure that the Lieutenants felt welcome, that the only way to ensure longterm service from anyone was to show them that they were respected and they belonged within the Negaverse. While she was still learning her own place in that regard, she could at least extend her hospitality toward others.
Shewaved when he expressed an intent to go beat around the piñata. She actually hadn't noticed that the piñata existed until Sodalite pointed it out, but it seemed tacky to her and didn't appeal to her sensibilities, so she thought it better to let him beat it around on its own. Others were taking to it, too.
Once she piled her utensils and napkin onto her plate, she took it to the nearest trash receptacle to dump what she could. the rest were stacked where they were intended for cleanup later. With a satisfied sigh, she decided that was it for the night.
Then she vanished, for it was much more appealing to take a walk around a park than it was to take a walk around old offices.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2023 10:21 am
General AquamarineAquamarine perked up at Jet’s return. He greeted both the overfull glass of wine and the bottle as one would greet a long lost friend.
“My hero,” Aquamarine grumbled, equal parts scathing and genuine. “Get me drunk as ******** and dance with me.”
He took several large gulps from the glass, then handed it back to Jet when it was no longer at risk of spilling everywhere. Aquamarine kept the bottle for himself, from which he took another several healthy swallows. The wine wasn’t terrible. Better than anything the Negaverse actually deserved at a holiday party. He certainly wasn’t going to break the bank for these people. He’d already gotten them paid and now he was feeding them. What more could they want?
The continued conversation about dogs did not escape his notice. Neither did the rats in the Hall, but Aquamarine was doing his best not to care about that.
“We are not getting a dog,” Aquamarine warned Jet, "so don't start going all bleeding heart over animals needing a good home."
Fortunately the teenager (Brassite) latched onto the subject. Good. Let Lopezite deal with her. Aquamarine went back to eating his food, pausing to chug more wine between bites.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2023 10:22 am
Lieutenant JasperJasper sat and ate and glared across the room. Gray eyes tracked Jet as he went from the drinks back to Aquamarine’s table, passing Aquamarine more than a generous helping of wine. Jasper gripped his disposable utensil so hard it nearly broke, creaking in his fist until he forced himself to drop it beside his plate of food.
He looked away, directing his gaze off to the side, trying to find something else to occupy his attention, but there was nothing of note, just people he didn’t know and youma he didn’t care for. Jasper dropped his gaze to the table, the formal cloth and the sturdy plastic plate and the catered food. What was the point of this? What was Aquamarine doing? He hated Thanksgiving. He hated parties. Why would he do something so out of character?
Jasper thought he knew why. Everything went back to Jet. Either he’d coaxed Aquamarine into this or Aquamarine was doing it for his approval. Jasper thought the former was more likely. Aquamarine hadn’t ever cared about earning anyone’s approval before. Then again, he wasn’t the boy Jasper had once known.
Retrieving his fork, Jasper shoved more food into his mouth. He had no other reason to be here. Where was Bloodstone? Or Roselite? Jasper half expected to see the meek Captain sweeping up after people, but he was nowhere to be seen. Carnallite had a family to spend the holiday with, even if she’d complain about it over drinks later.
Jasper had a family. Out of the country. And across the room. But that family was fractured, with no hope of blending back together. Jasper couldn’t even remember the last time they’d truly celebrated a holiday. Years ago, when they’d all been younger, before this secret war interrupted their peaceful lives.
He cursed Bloodstone. He cursed Jet, lifting his gaze to glare again. He cursed himself, knowing he bore some of the blame.
With a scowl and an audible scoff, Jasper rose with his plate and utensils in hand, stalking out of the Great Hall with it before he could be roped into a conversation.
Roselite’s office made as good a place to eat as any.EXITQuote: lol i forgot i threw jasper in here. oh well he's gone now. rofl
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2023 8:12 am
Lieutenant SodaliteSodalite watched Psilomelane as she cleared up her plate and cutlery before heading out of the hall. He sat back in his seat before eyeing the table that everything was spread out on before groaning softly. There was one bad thing about turkey ... no matter how much you loved eating it, it always made one sleepy after doing so.
Well, now seemed like a perfect time to amble over and check out the pinata. At least it possibly would aid the lieutenant not only in trying to stave off the food coma that was bound to hit him sooner or later but he could also burn off a few calories too.[[ Sodalite exit ]]
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2023 9:29 pm
Magnus
Ah. So the exact details of their first meeting wasn't terribly memorable. It made the fact that Magnus couldn't recall anything a bit better. At least he wasn't missing any incredibly important details. Just that he an dNiter had met before and had clearly made friends. He was a bit sad though that he couldn't remember making friends. "I am told I was a street cat, yes." He said. "In fact, Faustite was adament I got cleaned up when I was first corrupted." That bath had certainly helped some itchy points. Proably rid him of some fleas and that was something to be grateful for.
"Niter it will be!" He said happily as they finally made it closer to the cranberry sauce. The mau could practically feel his mouth waters. "Help? Of course! What else are friends for?" He said jovially as she shifted a bit on Niter's tiny shoulders again. His tail practically curled around the corrupts neck. "You can ask me whatever you want.
"Oh! Make sure to put a good bit of sauce on there! It's the binding agent for everything on that plate." Oh yes. Yes his mouth was definitely watering.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2023 9:43 pm
Heliodor Hestia shoved the rat towards him and Helio had to practically stop himself from smacking the thing away. The idea that he might actually touch the rodent youma in the act was the biggest retrained. Nope. No ******** thank you. "Hestia. The fact you're feeling anything about the rat let alone thinking it might be cute..."
The squeaks were unsettling in the corrupts personal opinion.
What was even more interesting was the fact that the dog-youma was translating whatever it was those squeaks meant. Well...trying to translate?
"General King Faustite?" Brows flew upward as he looked from the Dog Youma to the rat. "There's no way." There was no aura to back-up the claim, but the youma didn't seem sure of what he was saying.
"Perhaps it means it saw General King Faustite?" That could make sense. "Faustite does meet many different types of youma." Helio had noted his...that Faustite was very versed in many different youma. Perhaps that was what the rat youma meant? Of course, all of this was speculation and the translation was possibly completely off.
"If you aren't going to give him back to the rest of the rats, at least go....put him somewhere else safe?" He suggested. "Somewhere not around here and the food? I doubt it's enjoying you rub it's face like that. I am not enjoying watching you do that."
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