Welcome to Gaia! ::

Page Sumner

Sumner opened his mouth to say something to the other, like he knew what he was doing, but instead closed it and nodded. He was still new to all of this, he didn't have the sort of experience or training for battles such as this, and by all accounts, the one addressing him was a Knight. Therefor a superior and he most likely knew what to do. Sumner would follow his orders.

He moved himself so that Pendour was more comfortable, and tore off most of his ascot to wrap around the wound that Pendour had. He only hoped that with her advanced healing, that it would be better in no time, though how the healing worked he still wasn't sure. And he didn't want to try to experiment on himself to test it. He looked at Pendour. "You'll be fine. I'm going to start dressing this wound as much as I can, all right?"

The words he heard next from the Knight startled him a bit, and after looking up after applying basic first-aid on the Squire, he could see that the Negaverse Agents were now running away. S***. Something had happened. "We need to do a headcount of who's here, though I think that other Knight had the list." And he couldn't see her. She was gone.

This was planned, and it sent shivers down his spine.







Captain Geocronite

Somehow he had managed to stay away from all of the mess. And luckily he hadn't had to do much either. Really, he had acted more as a lookout that as an actual attacker, though he defended himself when he needed to. No stabbing others, but he had made enough hits to get any Order away from him when they got to close.

Soon the pink-haired Captain, whatever her name was, made the announcement that it was time to retreat and Geocronite may have considered himself happy for the first time in months. Now he wouldn't have to stay here and pretend that he was this amazing agent. At least for now. But he hadn't drained any energy, and while he had hit others, it wasn't enough to even leave a bruise.

He took that as his que to leave and teleported away a safe distance, to the point where he was pretty sure none of the other more powerful Order would be able to sense him. He wouldn't be going back into the Negaspace at this time. Instead he would go back to his home and see if there was some other way to gain any information about purification...



Captain Chambersite

He could tell that she was about to user her magic, and wondered if it would be the slab thing again. If she did, he would just teleport behind her. Or maybe her side. Perhaps that would be less predictable? Either way, he wanted to get that smile off of her face, and if he had to stab her somewhere to do it he would...

Then the message came through. They had found their target, and he couldn't help but grin back at the Senshi. "Run? You really think we just came here to attack and retreat?" He sent his dagger away and took a step back. "We got what we came for. Now try and get them back, if you're brave enough." He said, before teleporting away, enough so that the Senshi couldn't just jump after him.

The attack had been a success. And he doubted he would ever see the Senshi again. And if he did, well, they would just have to find out who was better at fighting next time. She seemed to be more fun than that other one he had run into recently.





Super Corrupt Versailles

He had to admit that this was fun! Of course, he couldn't get anyone to pay fully attention to his glorious self. Even when he had cast the spell, they had been interrupted almost immediately by his target being pushed accidentally be another Agent and he realized that his powers were best suited for more... private encounters. If he were to be involved with something like this again, and he would, he would need to do more than just flutter about gathering energy and trying to trick people.

Something he wasn't looking forward to, but knew he would need to do. He would have to find someone who was willing to train him to use his fists.

But, that would have to wait, as this was neither the time nor the place and it appeared that the other Agents were retreating. It meant that their target had been captured and anyone who remained risked severe attack. He decided to go with the crowd. He wasn't about to let himself be beaten just by staying back.

He considered it successful with the amount of energy that he had gathered. He would have to try this more often, but for now, it was time to rest.