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Axinite listened to Leifite patiently and seemed to consider everything she said; he wasn’t particularly readable, but when she finished speaking his brows were slightly furrowed. “I’ll have to look into it,” he admitted. “Your file hasn’t come across my desk yet, but I don’t know that that’s something you should be blaming yourself for. I’m sure there’s a reason. You seem very accomplished.”

For that, he did seem surprised that no one had vouched for her. “I’ll check your file as soon as this party lets out.”

Not because he thought the party was more important, but it seemed like he was aware that his presence was expected and he didn’t want to insult anyone by leaving early.

“Maybe we can set aside some time to go over it in my office?” he suggested, and then added, “I don’t think you would be held back from a promotion because of the availability of your General. I don’t know if there’s any reason he might think you aren’t fit for more responsibilities, but.” He shook his head. “Is there something specific you’re looking forward to with a promotion?”

She tried to keep her excitement contained, she really did. She may have nodded just a little too much when he said he'd go over her file after the party. Leifite was cool, she was calm, she was collected, and not at all excited for this at all.

"Ah, I suppose... a more respectable weapon? I was given a horse brush, and while it has its uses, I'd like something with more bite. I was also thinking about looking into bonding with a lesser youma, and perhaps entering in the Information division. I'm very good, how do I put it, at observing others," she told Axinite, prim and proper once again. She glanced at the part around them for a moment, then back to the General King.

"Ah, please don't let me keep you, if you've others you need to talk to, though I do appreciate you taking the time, my King," Leifite said with a bow of her head in respect. It wouldn't do to keep him if he was needed elsewhere, though she would milk this for all it was worth if left to her own devices.

“Oh, yes,” Axinite nodded agreeably. “I understand the difficulties of an unimpressive weapon. I had a plate when I was a lieutenant,” he said, and looked like it might have still troubled him to this day. “It seems you have very reasonable, well-thought out goals, Leifite. Naturally, I’m very much invested in the well-being of the Information Branch. I don’t know that there are others I need to talk to,” he confessed, and scanned the room.

He didn’t seem particularly enthusiastic about propelling himself into any new circles for conversation, but did his best to keep up a smile anyway.

“But by all means, if you’re trying to politely excuse yourself so you can enjoy the party, I take no offense. I’ll look into your file soon. I’d like to schedule a meeting so we can go over things, so send me a message when the party’s over, please. I want to see what we can do to help you move forward. I appreciate your ambition and drive.”

Basic.Corrupt Senshi Albite

Caught the look and could only return it as a leer, as a way to eye the ice dragon and enjoy every little detail. They had a lot of them running around it seemed. Cool colors and lengths of scales, human and other who donned the 'do not touch' motif - while looking like super models.

"Because he's hot Nembs." deadpan except for the absolute mirth in his eyes, lost it and broke into a soft snicker because he couldn't play serious if his life had depended on it.

He'd apologize to his girl later, dragging her into the thick of the mess. At that moment though? He could only enjoy watching them all play off each other - wonder at what kinda job the other corrupt had - if he'd actually take their boss home.

"That's how he gets to be on fire. Like - internally - like - ah, he'll melt your heart and burn your biscuits kinda hot? That's what makes him our firebrand though, yeah?" nudge to Nembus and he had to encourage the worst of it "See Firebrand? He's soo helpful, knows he's cute even. You should definitely go home with him."

Prehnite

Let up to the table proper - caught sight of his new subordinate - making nice with Benitotite, how quaint. Prehnite made desperate eyes at Hatsya, a look that screamed ‘time to go’. He’d tell her about it later, maybe, if she begged it of him. He was certainly tipsy enough for it. Enough not to care, to actually share a story.

“Arseno - I do..we’ll catch up, yes? You’ve got her in hand im sure - good hands - doctors hands? I’ve need to - ah - collect my Senshi all of a sudden.” offered up a smile and made it about her over him, would post her up as his reason out of having to go back and dab at lace and bows like he was the kind of person who would ever serve up under people and commit to such a thing.

Broke away from the plague garbed man with narry an apology and hissed - --

“Hatsya” - stalked up - nod to Benitotite before he reached out for her. Offered up a hand to take, offered a look. “I seem to have left my oven on - can’t possibly turn it off alone. The champagne, you see? Makes it rather difficult to find buttons..” sounded the fool even to himself, but really couldn’t have been bothered enough to care for how he sounded to either of them.

Basic Corrupt Senshi Albite

Whelp - looked as if they weren’t going to get an ending to a tale of ice and fire after all. Firebrand shot his shot - and hit an ice wall so cold and thick Albite had to suppress an imagined chill at the sight of it. Nothing in the tall, beautiful, mans eyes suggested either give not amusement with the situation at hand. If anything that slow dawning of realization of who he had trapped in his arms seemed to turn the cold ‘******** you’ factor up to a dry, freezing -1000. Hell, albite could imagine laying lips on dry ice would’ve been more warmly received.

“Well s**t - uh - how about we not tell the boss about this one in the morning, huh Nembs?” tossed side whisper to his girl, he gave menus a small squeeze and a wink, because he was being *beckoned*. “We’ll catch up later yeah? Maybe you n lils can make friends?” An offer to his girl that got followed up with a shrug as he moved away, would leave Nembus to her own devices or swift escape route, whichever she needed more.

“I can take him from you, if you’d prefer, yeah? I am his designated hodor for the evening after all. Not sure how much our firebrand wants getting known….His office is fireproof at least…probably the best place to go?” a shame the dragon wasn’t out to play. Albite liked the sharp look in his eyes, that feel of being pinned beneath an icy scalpel that dared him to make a challenge out of it.

There was a line though - between ******** around and ******** up. Toing along it was one thing, crossing it though? Albite wasn’t going to be the a** that crossed it tonight. No point in pushing into an end zone that didn’t exist.

Sailor Hatsya

Looking up from the table of beverages, Hatsya glanced at her captain, noted his hand extended out towards her expectantly. Her expression twisted into one of utter confusion as if he had suddenly grown a second head with his sudden need to leave.

Can't turn off an oven because of champagne? Nearly commented out loud that the oven wasn't on when she noticed the look of urgency on those pale green eyes of his. Oh... a sudden epiphany smacked her so hard that it was nearly impossible to keep the smirk off her face... nearly.

He ******** up. Hatsya hazarded a glance behind him then flashed him a -look- that said explanations were owed once they were home. But for now, she'd play along. "Y-yes... yes. I wouldn't want you to accidentally burn yourself . Lord only knows how quickly your plants would die in my care if you're unable to water them." She added with a pensive expression.

"Benitoite," she nodded towards the General. "Perhaps we can talk more later." Kind of hoped not since her nerves were already fried as it was, felt like this was more of a test, and was less than eager to jump right into part two quite yet.

The Senshi of Swordplay then took Prehnites offered hand, gladdened by the fact he wasn't so drunk to have abandoned her at the meeting and allowed him to take her home. A place where she could at least breathe easy outside the oppressive auras gathered in one grand hall.