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Lieutenant Tourmaline

"Might be biased, but I think we're the most fashionable group," Tourmaline said while flashing Lieutenant Aluminite a smirk that didn't quite make it all the way to her spring green eyes. They'd spent enough time with one another lately that she knew when something was off and while she couldn't press him about it right now, what with appearances to keep up, she made a mental note to pester him about it later.

When he took his arm back she stepped away, heading over to Sailor Dia to put a bit of space between herself and Aluminite as well as to check out her friend's new threads. "Look at you, all fancy-- And you've made a friend too? Didn't know you were a cat person, Dia. Going to introduce me?"

Lieutenant Reinerite

Reinerite had returned Aurostibite's nod with a return smile and small nod of her own, although she had hesitated to approach since he had still seemed to be in conversation with the red-haired man (Obsidian).

Others had been less hesitant - like the turquoise-haired woman (Hydra) and a man with dark grey hair garbed dark green, black and red (Bloodstone) and so Reinerite had made the decision to step closer, returning the turquoise-haired woman's smile with a smile that whilst small was not unfriendly.

Another man (Kainite) had joined the small group that had loosely formed around Aurostibite and by vicinity-proxy the red-haired man by the time she finished crossing the last of the distance separating her from the rest of the group, Reinerite in time to hear him ask about the holes that - like some of the others gathered - she appeared to sport.

Reinerite tried not to wince, although she wasn't sure how well she had managed to succeed.

Because whilst she was curious about the 'holes' and thereby by extension the answer, it was something that she'd been planning to quietly ask Aurostibite about later - well at some point in the future.

Because well if she had holes, she personally would not have wanted the fact pointed out.

"Hi" and whilst her words were directed towards the turquoise-haired woman as a follow up to her smile from earlier, it could kind of also double up as a general introduction to anyone who wanted to take it that way. "I'm Reinerite."

LT Caledonite

Caledonite stood as he always did. Arms crossed and a semi permanent scowl plastered on his face. Very grumpy, and very much on edge. Laurelite's lacking presence didn't help either. He watched from the corner of his eye as Galaxite vibrated nervously. With a roll of his eyes, he took a deep breathe through his nose and did his best not to unleash his irratance on his ward.

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Lts Devilline and Rhodochrosite

Devilline was linked arm and arm with Rhodochrosite and the pair waited as others joined their little gathering of sorts. However to keep from getting bored, they decided to entertain themselves with a little 'game'. An odd game, but a game none the less.

"Oh, he's cute." Devilline said, eyeing a black and red clad agent. (Pyrophanite) "I could play with that hair for hours and hoooours. Would be fun getting him out of all those layers..."

"How can you even tell!" She laughed, patting his arm. "Though I suppose mystery is it's own appeal." Rhodochrosite scanned the group around them. "Now he's an adorable little thing." She replied, gesturing towards in greens and fur. (Domeykite). "I could just eat him up, if you know what I mean..." Rhodo's lips twitched upwards as she shared a sly grin with the young man.

"Oh shut up!" Devilline huffed. "He's cute. End of story." He huffed only to grin. "Don't eat him all up or else what are you going to do for 'seconds'?" He vaguely wondered if she'd smack him for that comment. Then someone caught his eye. Okay.. okay now him." He said, pointing to a redheaded General (Obsidian). I don't care what he's into but please let it be me."

"Oh my god!" She laughed, covering her mouth. "You're terrible! He looks positively feral." The Lieutenant snickered at the young man's jesture that clearly meant 'So?' "She's cute. I wouldn't mind getting closer to her." Rhodochrosite pointed at a young corrupt. (Cera) "I wonder if she really is a ballerina or a dancer of some sort... Wonder just how flexible she is..."

Devilline snorted. "Bet I'm more flexible." The brunette mumbled. "You wanna talk about feral??" Devilline pointed to a lovely little creature. (Cinnabar) "She looks like she'd leave a lasting mark on you." Devilline said, trying not to laugh at his own pun.

"You did not just say that!" She groaned. "Shut up or get back to the topic at 'hand'. Rhodochrosite tried not to punch him when the Devilline giggled at the pun. "She's cute!" The blonde said, directing his attention to another corrupt (Alkaid). "She gives me a nice fuzzy feeling just looking at her." She purred.

"The cracks are interesting... I've never seen anything like that. But I understand what you mean by that fuzzy feeling." He replied, looking around. "Oh god, ******** this damn meeting." He whined, making a gesture towards a agent that looked like a Police officer (Natrolite) "Take me to jail, officer!" He said, holding out his hands as if he was getting arrested.

(Titanlåvenite) "...Yeah, uh. I don't even know with this one but DAMN son. There is a higher being and apparently he's a Negaverse Agent." Rhodochrosite swooned.

" Then he turned to Rhodochrosite with a cheeky grin. "If this is torture, chain me to the wall and let them have their way with me."


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Captain Fangite and Guardian Cat Iolite

Fangite sighed quietly to himself as he waited along with the rest. He had missed the invasion. He'd missed the chance to get into things. The chance to just... do something. The Captain didn't particularly care that he didn't know many of the others that were present.

That was until, he saw a familiar blonde Captain.

Sanidine.

He scowled as he stalked after the man.

"Where is he?" Fangite hissed as he approached the man. "If you know what's ******** good for you he better be safe." Or else Fangite was about to make Sanidine's miserable existence even worse.


If Sanidine had thought the Captain growling at him had been bad, then that meant he certainly wasn't expecting Iolite to sick her claws into his calf.

And she did just that.

"You a*****e." She yelled, with half a mind to tug her claws down his leg. "He trusted you! How the ******** could you do that to him." The cat hissed, ears flattening against her skull. "You're vile." All this hate for him, and they were on the same side. "He cared about you and you turned him into that thing! That is not Evan. Change him back!"

Lace, Corrupted Guardian Cat

Lace purred with Dia and she was scritching her chin and it was such a wonderful feeling and Lace loved it!

The kitten perked a little and then ducked her head into her fluff at Kat's introduction. She felt super shy though and wasn't sure what to say to the pink haired lieutenant.


Pyrophanite, Captain Half Youma

Pyro was pretty sure he had been shaken not stirred by Haüyne and the beings whole fangirling behavior. Heat vision was great in that he could tell how many bodies were here and what shapes they were.

But he knew Zircon was around the minute she came back in, and while he reached out to pat Haüyne, his attention was caught on the missing limb of the woman's.

Not that he was creepy staring from under his mask or anything.

"Haüyne if you shake me anymore, the only thing that'll be meeting the queen is Snake milkshake." His gaze went back to Zircon's form and he pursued his lips.

Also he was totally unaware he was being rated on a hotness radar and was pretty sure the person judging must've mistaken him from someone else.

Captain Raite

As usual, a silent presence in the corner of the room awaited.. not for anybody in particular, but for the point of this meeting that he had been so rudely called to. Gray eyes showed a mildly displeased expression, but also a resignation that he was somehow used to the mysteriousness of the negaverse. It wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last. However, Raite did keep a certain ear out for Laurelite's absence and news of her..

A few familiar faces caught his eye. Namely, a particular red hair general. Since he had been absent from many negaverse activities as well, it was a surprise to see one of the few generals who remained from the beginning of the organization. Raite glanced over him, giving him an acknowledging nod.

Lieutenant Serpierite

The Lieutenant had not participated in the recent battle. But she was well aware of the damage that had been caused by their opposing faction. And she was aware of the tension rippling through her felow negaverse members, as well as the impending speech of Metallica. What she would say, would be interesting in the least.

She watched the happenings, perched on a higher cliff in the surrounding. Kicking her feet lightly, as a child would, her appearance belied anybody but a child. Her rank may have been low, her age and maturity in looks and womanly wiles were not severely as low.

A glance at a certain pink-hair pigtailed senshi belied some disdain, but no further comment was made.

General Obsidian

Marcasite would be favored with a slow smile, his eyes half-lidded lazily. At least she knew she was already on thin ice.

The nudge at his side earned a glance before he cast his gaze out towards Cinnabar, clicking his tongue thoughtfully. "No. I'd remember that one, if I'd met her. You think she likes it if people pull her tail during the deed?" Idle thoughts, nothing more. The comment about Hydra made him pause, looking almost curiously at Angelite. "Is she? I wouldn't know. Hanging out with old women like you has got my radar all out of sorts."

His grin was slightly nasty, reaching out to toy with his lieutenant's short hair. No harm meant. Not permanently, anyway.

It was Alkaid who made him truly laugh, stepping closer so that his shoulder was just barely brushing against the corrupted senshi's. "Good. Save a few for me." He'd withdraw shortly, content to have at least recognized one competent face around here. It shouldn't have surprised him to see so many new faces, but it did. Where were the first Negaversers, the ones who had known what it truly meant to strike out at the White Moon?

Well, if they'd all gone like Linarite, they'd flounced off to seek their true love and slobber on the boots of the senshi.

He was distracted by the arrival of Amphitrite, noting her outfit with amusement. Shells, starfish, bits of netting... Very interesting. He only smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were bright.

The young lieutenant pair earned a brief glance, for while he couldn't quite hear what they were saying.... well, it was clear they were animated about something. Fortunately for them (or unfortunately for Devilline), Raite's presence drew his attention.

"Well hello, tall, dark, and sullen." He crooned at the captain, accepting the nod. "Don't just brood like a wallflower. Come! Mingle at the party! Grace the newbies with your words of wisdom~" He gestured at Angelite. COme on, Raite, don't disappoint him...

Corrupt Sailor Hydra

Ho boy, this snarky redhead general was pop-u-LAR if Hydra had anything to think about it. People seemed to flock to him left and right and frankly - the girl was impressed. Her own general seemed to be rather popular too with yet another lieutenant came bounding over. The turquoise haired girl managed to ignore most of the chaos going on because well -

This general dude (Obsidian) had been paying enough of his attention to her and she caught the curt tail of the older woman's words enough to flush a little, but she hid it well with a wide grin and arched brows. "Oh yeah? How about we trade outfits sometime. I'd love to rock that cape and - " she gestured to all of him. "Well all of that. Besides, I think you'd look killer in my skirt." She paused feeling both proud and amused. "I'll even braid your hair for you. Try and give you the whole look," she offered gesturing to the way her own hair was pulled back in little braids and then a long fishtail.

Very viking warrior princess-esque. They could both rock it.

She wanted to address Angelite and the blonde chick with the glowing skin (Alkaid), because dude she looked wicked but also terrifying. Very terrifying.

Was that what was gonna happen to her? After all she had cracks as Kainite so rudely pointed out. "Yeah, they're just fine thanks. But maybe you should go get your attitude, or maybe brain, checked because hello - rude."

She looked over at the woman introducing herself and smiled more pleasantly at her. At least she was respectful and nice. Hydra could like her, she thought. "Hi! Hydra. Sailor Hydra." She chirped sticking her hand out for a handshake.

Metallia could be called patient, if you could justify that waiting thousands of years to claim a planet was patient, but in the short term she simply rumbled; the more people that filled in the room, the more anxious the energy buzzing around them seemed to get. And then, everything just seemed to stop.

Metallia's voice was not human; it sounded human, in the sense that it was understandable, and that it spoke human words, but there was no mouth. Only a shadow that clung from the distant corners, the ceiling. It whispered in their ears, their minds, their hearts. There was no escaping it.

"Agents," she said, voice as cool as it was hostile. She was a paradox, but she was powerful. And she had a task for them.

"The Invasion was a catastrophe."

It was a cold, true fact. "We don't have a report of how they came in, or how they left. We know only that they entered this domain and devastated it. The Castle was a mess. The Barracks were destroyed. Lives were lost."

Metallia did not sound sympathetic, only disappointed and annoyed.

"My General Queen died for you. And Laurelite has little to offer me in her current state."

Laurelite was, notably, absent. Her presence was not even felt; certainly if she were well enough, she would be speaking for Metallia. It was not often the pure Chaos addressed the Negaverse.

But this was important.

"You have seen what the Senshi, the Knights can do. They will stop at nothing to destroy what we have. But they have a fatal flaw: they are weaker than us. But they have damaged the Negaverse. But I will not let them take victory in this. Apatite's destruction was a setback, but you will take this opportunity to repair what you failed to protect. I have assignments. Three simple tasks. I will need you to split into three groups, now, so I hope you all came prepared. We're doing this tonight."

The shadows in the room seemed to move; they collected before the group and took on a strange, humanoid form. It looked like a woman, in the barest forms. She had no features and her form seemed to constantly warp into something unrecognizable. But she had two arms, and used one hand to point to the left side of the room. It was not Metallia's true form, by any means—it was a manipulation of the Chaos she commanded. She took the form only to give them something to look at, something to direct. "You will gather there if you will enter the Rift. There is a Youma Graveyard, about an hour's travel. You will walk there, retrieve something for me, and return. The youma will, undoubtedly, guard their territory. You will fight them, you will destroy them, if need be, but you will bring me what I ask. Go there if you do not fear combat and are prepared to do all that is necessary for me."

Her finger moved slowly to the center of the room. "You will gather there if you are confident enough to brave the traps of the labyrinth below. It is not a task for fools, you need to be able to use your mind. But there is," she paused, "Something down there you will obtain." She was deliberately vague, as if she did not want to reveal what she expected them to retrieve. "There are maps, to follow, but the traps are mostly unmarked. Apatite invested much time in the protection of my treasures."

She did not dwell on the fallen General Queen. Instead, her hand simply moved to the right side of the room. "If you will not venture to the Graveyard or brave the Labyrinth, you may go to the far edge of the city, to a Cave. I require a very specific crystal. Certainly you cannot get in much trouble on such a simple quest. Gather over there if you are willing to seek it for me. I suppose I should warn you, the Cave has not been visited in some time. I assume it sturdy, but I suggest you be quick on your feet and have a good eye if you want to undertake that quest."

Metallia's hand lowered.

"I will not accept failure. Gather in your groups and I will give you specific directions. You will not disappoint me." It was a demand. "Make your decisions quickly. We have much to do."