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Lt.Tsavolite hadn't expected one of his first runs outside of the hospital to be so eventful, and yet here he was, invariably attracted and alerted to activity by all the rampant energy spikes. He'd been quietly gathering energy and starseeds from terminal and just plain unhealthy and unlikely to be able to continue treatment patients at the hospital, taking care to pilfer some medications and supplies on the way there after making a trip to the security room. Sapping the guards was relatively easy, only to rewind and augment the tapes for the duration of the time he spent there so nothing appeared wrong. But as he'd been leaving, he'd suddenly felt....something.

He wasn't sure, honestly he was new to this entire thing, and while his introduction to the Negaverse had been interesting to say the least, it wasn't the MOST informative of these new instincts he had. It wasn't that he was particularly loyal either, but the budding doctor in him felt a need to be on the scene. There weren't many redeeming features about the officer, but his altruistic pull towards trouble in the foresight that someone may need him in an emergency was certainly one of them.

As he approached the fray, he hung back momentarily, overwhelmed by everything going on. Origami was flying, a general had....was that LITERALLY egg on his face? Not to mention a slew of other activity and attacks going on, and in the middle of it all, another General giving an order over the Crystals. Ah, so THATS how you used them.

Immediately after coming to the realization, Tsavolite took his own crystal out of the medkit pouch at his side, holding it tightly and channeling energy into it rather clumsily but it got the job done, if not making the message sound a little staticy.

"Lt. Tsavolite reporting for medical response, any officers down or needing medical assistance, I have limited but available supplies for treatment! I've hung back and just stumbled upon all of you by dumb luck, so come look for the officer who looks a bit befuddled in the green trenchcoat," he answered his superior officer, and broadcasted to everyone else. He may not have PLANNED on being here, but he'd sure as hell make the most of it. Besides, it was good Emergency response training he supposed at the very least.

Here's hoping all that knowledge and training in medschool so far would pay off in a real world application.







[OOC Note: Second verse, same as the first guys. In which I mean Tsav answered on the Crystals. Quoting everyone so they know medical backup is now on the scene and can call on him if needed!]

With the lavender-coated threat out of the way, Serpentine openly sneered at the page (Sarras). Pay how? With cavities and gingivitis? Let him try. There was no need to waste words on someone so insignificant... not when there was a Senshi (Mintaka) nearby to act as the new focus of his hate. The General had never had much malice for Knights and their ilk--although that was well on its way to changing--but for little girls who annoyed their betters with paper? Yes, that was a suitable target.

The blinding effects of the hatred was beginning to die down, fostered by the few responses to his orders that trickled through. It eased his bruised ego to know that their officers were following commands as best they could. Better still, a new voice (Tsalovite), one that he did not recognize came over the communications crystal offering medical support. Oh, if only it had been Mica... but she was far from this place, and any additional assistance would do. Once he and Buddingtonite were free of this area... perhaps they could more actively fight beside their officers as well. For now, he aimed a kick at the legs of the origiami Senshi, struggling to breathe through the sweltering heat of the fire and steam.



[OOC Note: As before, Serpe is open to anyone's attack.]

Acubens lifted her nose to get a better whiff of the air. Andronicus had been right, there was smoke. How had she missed it? She couldn't hear the fire, which was good since it was probably small or far enough away that it wouldn't be a danger. The last time there had been a fire Acubens barely escaped with her skin still intact. She wasn't excited about a repeat performance and was surprised when Andronicus expressed that she was.

"Remember the last time there were this many chaos signatures in one place? And before that, maybe it was before you were awakened, the Order got ambushed by the chaos. Oh and then there was that time an ambush was disguised as a convention." Acubens had a hard time keeping the irritation out of her voice. "The Order acts like a herd of ******** sheep Andronicus. If you want to survive then you have to be smarter than that. Besides that feel around. We aren't the only orders here. Chances are the fire is the result of a fight between two or more powered and getting in the middle would cause more trouble than good." Her voice was steadily rising in volume as her temper flared. She had to stop again and take a breath.

"Listen," she turned, relaxing into her sigh. "The chaos is smart. They know that most orders have a hero's complex and are willing to barrel head first into any situation to save one civilian. You need to know when to hang back and how to weigh the cost against the gain. Burning this building to the ground isn't going to save anyone, and charging into the flames won't either." She reached out to touch her partner, as she was wont to do, but hesitated, hand hovering in mid air between them.

"I've lost a lot of people. And I'll be damned if you turn out as stupid as the rest of us. Who knows, maybe next time we'll be smart enough to leave something like this alone."

To say that he was jarred out of his “calming me time” was a serious understatement. Ashur definitely hadn’t expected to be found by anyone considering the spot he’d picked was relatively out of the way for most passersby, and he most certainly did not expect the one person to actually find him to be Danika. He’d stopped what he was doing almost as soon as her voice reached his ears, turning to stare rather stupidly at her as she started to go off on him when the lights suddenly went out.

That got her off his case, if only temporarily.

Little energy blips started coming through the hazed state that his brain was in, and at mention of a gather of negaverse signatures -- his little attempt to try and maybe keep her questions at bay -- they made their way (once Danika was powered up, of course) to that evening’s goings-on without sharing too many words or glances. Or, at least, he kept his eyes forward. His hands were numb, his eyes narrowed and his irritation mounting every time he felt her gaze on him. To be honest, after just a few minutes of the heavy atmosphere Ashur realized he would have rather had a shouting match with her than put up with the stretching silence between them.

They arrived at the scene a way’s away from the action, and her warning got a snort out of him. He didn’t even look at her, and he wasn’t sure it was because he couldn’t or he just flat out didn’t want to. The defiant little brat in him, maybe. Probably.

He took the scene in, in relative silence as he pulled out his medkit and started tending to his own wounds, one hand carefully after the other. Soon enough he was patched up and, despite her warnings, ready to go punch in some negaverse faces. Granted, he wasn't about to go shooting off into the blazes. Fire wasn't the sort of element he wanted to be surrounded by in any situation. So he listened to her, for now, anyway.

His mood had lifted slightly at the sight of the fire and chaos, oddly enough. He felt somewhat in tune with what was going on, and split between wanting order to be returned and wanting the flames to carry things to the next level. He convinced himself he was leaning toward the former. He shot a glance toward where Themiscyra had headed and followed suit; she seemed to have gone out of sight already. Valhalla and a few other Order-aligned persons were still there, though, and so he approached with a rather questioning look.

”Great way to start that whole balancing act, huh?” he said to the Jovian knight, a small and likely unconvincing smirk on his face.

From Maia's words it seemed that she knew as much about what was going on as he did, although his fellow eternal was in the process of suggesting something. What she was intending to say however Athene never got to find out as at that moment there was some commotion from the direction of the red-haired Nega-General (Buddingtonite).

Athene turned to look and was in time to see two items sail through the air. The first was small but the second... His eyes widened slightly beneath the semi rimless frames of his glasses My god is that a cat girl?!

And then as if the cat girl sailing through the air was some sort of catalyst it seemed as if chaos had started to break out. At the sound of Maia's voice Athene started slightly, but then nodded before looking towards the Squire that he'd remembered from the training sessions she'd been putting on. "I can try using my senshi ability against the corrupt" he told Shangri-La as he started in the direction of the Nega-senshi (Lellouch) that Maia had pointed out. "It doesn't always work, but can trap things when it does." And it could potentially buy them some time to rescue the civilian that the corrupt senshi appeared to be holding hostage (powered down Kadyrelite).

The super senshi was scared. Andronicus could hear it in her voice. She let out a sigh and clasped Acubens' hand with hers. She wasn't thrilled about the fire either, but just because it was all powered signatures didn't mean there weren't others up there. Others caught in the middle. Fire did not discriminate between factors or powered or non. She didn't enjoy going into the fire anymore than Acubens did, but if civilians were in danger up there...

"So I've noticed." She blew out a breath of air, trying to keep her sarcasm and 'hero complex' out of her voice. She had one, it was true just as much as everyone else did, especially if civilians were involved. No, she was going to be calm. Acubens was looking out for her and trying to keep her alive. Lashing out simply because she felt slighted that she'd be 'stupid as the rest of us' was not going to end well right now.

"I'm not stupid, Acubens. Headstrong, yes, but not stupid. I have a burn from the last time there was fire. But they both put civilians in danger. I don't really care what side it is, trying to destroy each other is no reason to kill people who can't defend themselves.

"I will follow you, Acubens. I'm not going to run off on you. So, what are we looking for?"



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The tiny power signature came at him and he pulled his head back too late. Her fist grazed his face and he felt his jaw crack. That would have hurt, if he was a civilian. Jarosite stopped and kicked a foot out, hoping to catch her off guard and trip her.

"You again. Have you improved from the last time yet?" he said cockily, grinning toothily at Themiscrya. So headstrong, so fiesty and he just really wanted to see her pummeled into the ground. A personal sort of vendetta.

Kerberos swore loudly as he crashed into Serpentine and Erythrite, rolling off them and immediately back onto his feet. "Sorry about that, General," he said, brushing himself off. His eyes flicked to his sister, but she appeared, at least at the moment, to be fine, which was good enough for him.

He glared at the red-haired Eternal (Gunn) and seriously considered attacking her again - but he was at every disadvantage, and his attack had barely seemed to affect her. So instead he slipped away and considered his options. There would be someone to attack once this really got going.

Penthesilea rolled her shoulders. "Still dunno what ******** I did t'make you so goddamn mad at me, darlin'." She said, waving it off. Probably she was friends with Tantalus, or Amytis, or Damocles, or someone else Pen had smacked around in her crusade to Murder All the Chaos.

She ducked behind Chariklo, not particularly wanting to be protected but more than willing to avoid another dose of that nasty bird-winged attack..thing that had left her so open to Acubens's assault during the WP battle.

Chariklo's choice of target was interesting - that was Lellouch, who on the whole Penthe had no problems with, but, well, they were face to face on the battlefield and on opposite sides this time, so alas, she was going to have to give the Senshi of Ravens a fist to the face to get that poor hostage out of the way.

"Penthesilea, by the by. Senshi'a War. Just in case you were at all wonderin'."

If nothing else, Buddingtonite was the perfect peacock for attention getting. Both of their incumbent General's were drawing plenty of attention- plenty of eternal and scout attention. Cinnabar moving to engage the most brazen of them was just icing on the cake of poor decisions- all the more without all of the guards moving together. One eternal in the middle and she isn't torn apart by our guards in a concerted effort? It will need improvement.

Playing with an eternal solo while still a lieutenant was a stupidity with which the captain was intimately familiar. It was one that was decidedly not for indulging on a collaborative mission. The captain shifted her grip to across Galena's chest, possessively a fore her clavicles and gripping opposite shoulder. It was only just in time to take an unexpected blast of steam from behind-
Schörl pressed forward against her charge, expecting some of the lesser steam might make it around her hair, coat and arm, but willfully soaking the splash damage. The steam stayed heavy in the jacket, kept the burning sensation alive in her back, shoulders and legs even as the steam made breathing like chewing when combined with the wildfire. She summoned up her weapon as things started going wild.

General Serpentine's voice calling the regroup-
Another agent (Tsavolite) calling over the crystals that he was a medic.

This is going peachy.

The Captain looked up at the olive Eternal now too close to her's and Galena's position for comfort. " May be pretty, may be sweet. Your authority here is obsolete. "

Schörl shifted her hand to rest nails at the thin skin of Galena's neck, "Carotid Artery. Don't test."

What was that about playing with eternal senshi, captain?