The materialization of Metallia, and her clearly displeased tone was enough to jar the usually composed Lieutenant. She had to look around, feeling the cool voice invade every part of her human body. She had seldom been in the presence of anybody higher than a general -- and this included General Queens Laurelite and Apatite. The overwhelming feeling of Chaos seemed to snake its way around her, silently suffocating her. Her skin felt ice cold, causing her hands to rub at her arms to generate more warmth. For one of the first times, she wished that her uniform afforded her more warmth. But then again, this coldness was not to be appeased by such simple methods, would it? Metallia's displeasure was very clear. She took a glance around, seeing some were equally unnerved, whereas others seemed unaffected or used to this.
Had Serpierite been comfortable with one of the people here, she would have clearly retreated behind their backs. Never mind that it was a sign of weakness. Even as heir tasks were outlined for them, but the inexperienced Lieutenant seemed to be more distracted by her shadowed and mutated appearance rather than her words.
Bringing her hand to her chest, she let out a relieved sigh when their leader seemed to be finished with her speech. At least for the time being, allowing them to make a choice. But in her relief, she had forgotten about her precarious balance. Before she knew it, her loss of balance caused a slight shriek, a twirling of her vision to afford her a view of the roof of the negaverse space, and an impending feeling of pain.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 4:51 pm
Corrupted Ceraskia
She stood silently beside her general and Quartz, hands folded and back straight. Waiting for the rest of the gathered agents and senshi to decide where their particular skills would be best suited. It was interesting to watch. Some chose for themselves, some sought the guidance of their superior officers, and some, it seemed, decided to remain in mismatched groups and teams. These were the most curious to her.
Her own little group, small though it may be, were well suited for the task. Some of the others seemed less so. Of course, looks could be deceiving.
Movement at her other side drew her attention. Another corrupt, this one in sharp visual contrast to herself. Dark skin and dark hair, bright eyes, and a fuku that looked a bit worn, but that had to be intentional to the magic that dressed them when they powered up.
Ceraskia didn't smile either, but she did make a point of catching the other girl's eye before offering a very small acknowledging nod.
When the woman lieutenant(Stibnite) greeted him and asked if the camo was for show he smiled back. "My civilian job is a park ranger but I have hunted before, so no, it's not all for show." He said with a nod. Hunting wasn't a hobby of his, not really but he had hunted before, though mostly in small groups with his co-workers. He then looked over at Benitoite and gave another nod. "Yes sir, and yourself?" He asked though he didn't specify just what the General was healing from just in case the shorter male didn't want that spread around. He frowned briefly when Benitoite admitted he still needed healing.
His eyes were caught momentarily on Katya as she left the group after saying she was going to explore then his attention was very quickly grabbed when Metallia started to speak to them. He shivered when she spoke and looked out of the corner of his eyes to see what others were doing in response. Should he bow like the other General(Leucite) was doing? Should he not like other officers were doing? In the end he just ended up straightening up and standing at attention. He wasn't sure if he liked how vague Metallia was being but it wasn't his place to question her orders and she most likely had a good reason for not reveling what it was being retrieved beyond the crystal to the entire hall of officers.
When it was time to move into the groups he looked over to Benitoite and quickly decided he would go where the short General went. Not only because he had already seen the other was a good leader, but also because he was still injured and might end up needing help.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 4:59 pm
Labradorite smiled at Cin as she said that wasn't wrong to be excited. "Oh, I'm glad I get to see this exciting turn of events then if she doesn't grace us that often as it is." The lt, tried to keep her excitement at least to a minimum so as not to just brim over with anticipation.
She paused when another approached them, Cin had said Erythrite and she smiled to the captain, "I don't think we've properly met." She said softly when Cin was finished speaking to the Captain. "I'm Labradorite." The lt offered. Then Cin was pulling over more people for her to meet! Labby looked curious as to who the General was calling over. She also noticed the senshi Noctua that Cin had greeted.
Then finally Metallia spoke again, and formed? It didn't seem like a real appearance, but shadows were close enough to the powerful sounding woman that resided over all of the negaverse. If not a bit creepy. She looked towards Cin, "I'll follow you?" She offered, hoping that they'd go somewhere exciting.
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Noir Songbird
Victoria smiled at Chrysocolla apologized, "Thank you, Chrysocolla; I may take you up on that. It'd be nice to have another senshi to show me around." She seemed sweet, and the fact she seemed to have experience something similar to him; made Victoria all that more interested in it. "Perhaps we can meet up later?" He offered, shortly after she'd moved off to mingle though he was sure she knew plenty here, there wasn't a point in keeping her to have someone to talk to.
Victoria had considered going over to Dia after Chrysocolla left but he realized she was in a pretty large group and it might be better if he didn't, bug her right off the bat. So the Russian decided to wait and see what was going to happen.
Victoria looked startled when Metallia spoke up. Giving them all places to go. He wasn't sure where he wanted to go and well he really could use someone to follow. He sort of wished Ashanite was here. . . .
"Healing," Proustite said to Moonstone, touching the space around his nose with the tips of his fingers. It had been a little over a week since the last time she'd broken his face. The swelling had gone down, and the bruising under his eyes had faded enough that he needed only apply the usual amount of make-up.
He returned her little almost-smile. Decided against inviting Moonstone to play with his other pockets in favour of keeping his teeth. He patted himself where she'd hidden away the nametag, lips twitching at the corners. "I think next time I'll carry a briefcase with me. Steven might have better luck turning civilians with a briefcase-
He stilled when everyone else did, Metallias's coming creeping up his spine like winter. Bold and lazy as he was, Proustite was only a chicken who fancied himself a peacock. He knew what it was to be stripped of the power of the negaverse -following Hematite had done that- and so listened when she spoke, glad of Moonstone's presence at his side. She was a loyal soldier. The sort of officer that he would never be.
Her tolerance made him look better at his job than he was.
'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.'
Proustite had seen Pet Semetary. He had heard the myth of the minotaur, and nothing good ever came out of caves. He made a mental note to purchase a cardboard cutout of himself to send along with Moonstone in the future. She could take snapchats and send them to him from Hell when she got there.
As they were...
Proustite looked around at everyone that had gathered there. He waggled his fingers at Painite, and then inched away from Moonstone. He had come when he was called. He had heard what he was supposed to do. Ultimately he figured he'd be more useful collecting fodder for the cannon as Steven with his briefcase.
"B R B," playful finger guns for Schorl, "Nature calls."
Proustite will be going where-ever Moonstone drags him. [The Rift. They are going to the Rift.]
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Syrie
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:11 pm
General Painite listened thoughtfully, rolling her eyes. She looked at Crocoite, who was already wandering off. His choice was easy: he wanted to learn more, and it seemed the Labyrinth was the place to put his brain to work.
She thought the idea of a crystal was interesting enough. And if it was something Metallia wanted, maybe it was something she wanted. Who knew what could come of it? She let her newest minion wander off, wondering if anyone would bother with a newbie lieutenant, and looked at her much more beloved cohort.
"My dear," she said to the Captain beside her, "what do you think about that Cave? I think it might be fun."
Merlinite frowned, but thought that maybe killing some youma in the Graveyard would be the easiest way for him to keep himself from being too obvious. Maybe he could get lost in the action, if it proved that nothing here would help the White Moon. Also, his courage was waning. Fast. (Had to hurry a post before work but hopefully that works.)
She knew him well enough by then, knew how long it took bone to mend and bruise to fade. He was fine...and would stay that way only if he could restrain himself -- which, he classically could not. Moonstone only hit him when he deserved it. "Next time, I go with. Doors open better to me." Also, they got something they wanted when both went, since she would straight-up yank a star-seed if talks weren't going how she wanted.
Her eyes caught sight of Zircon's little wave and the smile she directed to the fair haired captain was genuine and filled with as much warmth as the Haida girl ever showed, but then her attention was drawn to the wave of Chaos that set every mouth to close and hairs to stand on end. Metallia.
Moonstone bowed her head to her Master but did not kneel as the blond giant known as Titan did. Metallia's voice was terrible in the oldest sense, filling her senses and commanding her to go. The Rift, I will head to the Rift to Serve.
They had been called, and ordered. They would obey. Moonstone turned to go towards the Rift group, but paused as Proustite did something stupid - twice - and then tried to escape. With a flash of anger in her eyes, Moonstone reached out and yanked Proustite's ear, hauling him back to stand before her like an errant child.
"You," She gave his ear another sharp yank, "Are going to the Rift to serve Metallia as you've been ordered." With a nod to Schorl and Painite, Moonstone proceeded to haul her the errant Captain to join the others gathering for the foray into the Rift. She did not release Proustite until she was standing near Titan who she felt was big and intimidating enough that Prou would be on his best behaviour.
And if not? Well, she could always break his nose again. He seemed to like it.
[Moonstone is headed for the Rift with her idiot in tow.]
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Ivynian
AMIotic
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:46 pm
Corrupt Eternal Chrysocolla
"Yes, like Andy Warhol!" Chrysocolla nodded enthusiastically. "I still use the name in my magic, but I can't have everything, I guess...oh, and my powers are moods! It's -" she shrugged - "it doesn't really work all too reliably...but General Cinnabar's been teaching me combat, so I don't have to use magic all the time."
Then Metallia spoke. And Chrysocolla shut up and listened.
She wasn't quick on her feet, she wasn't all that smart: but, if nothing else, Youma were generally dumb. And she knew how to fight them well enough, really. But she wasn't going to drag this girl along with her. "Stay safe, okay...?"
Hydra's comments earned a broad grin, his eyes bright with mirth. The general would have no issue whatsoever with switching clothes with the senshi--especially if she was going to do his hair, to boot! But before he could reply, the sudden pressure of pure Chaos threatened to constrict his lungs. Obsidian breathed in greedily, drinking in the raw power that was emanating from the being. The most base urges stirred in his chest at such a sensation, and he clenched his hands into fists to keep them from trembling.
He would kill for such power. He'd killed to get where he was, and he'd kill again to get even farther.
Metallia's lectures fell on mostly deaf ears, though his lips did curl in a rather bold sneer when she mentioned the death of a General-Queen. Truly? They'd been weak enough to be taken out by the senshi and their pet knights?
Angelite might have heard him starting to giggle under his breath. biting the inside of his cheek to silence himself. Christ, this place had gone to s**t, and no one else seemed to see it. Once the orders had been mandated, the general rolled his shoulders slightly and focused on Alkaid. "Have fun, darling. We'll play catch up. Promise."
Though his blood sang for battle in the Rift, Obsidian could see how many other agents were dividing themselves among the Graveyard and the Labyrinth. "Really?" He said, incredulous. "No one's going to take the cave of wonders? Very well. I shall brave the terrifying darkness and pluck the crystal from the angry a*****e of some sort of bat. Or maybe a spider."
He wasn't expecting this to be difficult whatsoever. He'd paid his dues to the Negaverse--he deserved something easy every once and a while. As he slipped past the rest, he couldn't help but reach out and ruffle Raite's hair... just because.
General Obsidian is heading to the Cave of Wonders!
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Xaki
Ghouliboo
Felyn
Grendel - Guardian Cat
Once he had finished trying not to cower at the very presence of Metallia, Grendel shot like a bolt towards the others that appeared to be heading to the Labyrinth. He wasn't much of a fighter, but his small size might be quite useful for navigating tricks and traps.
Grendel is heading to the Labyrinth!
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:19 pm
Makemake - Corrupt Senshi
Makemake started to respond to Chrsocolla, but then Metallia spoke. It sent shivvers down the young senshi's spine. And at the same time she felt shame, shame that she hadn't done anything to help the Negverse against the intruders. Well, that wasn't happening again!
Listening, it seemed like she had a decision to make. She certainly wasn't going into the Rift, as she'd been warned against it, as the youma did not like Senshi, even if they were a part of Chaos. The thought of the Labrynth, although appealing to her active mind, seemed like too much a challenge for her at the moment, though she was loathe to admit such..
So that left the cave.
Makemake will go to The Cave.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:23 pm
Lt. Sylvite
This was as far as you could get from Sylvite's comfort zone. She'd heard that the Negaverse was a millitary, of course, and she'd even seen them fight, back when the senshi and knights had attacked, and she'd been given a few commands... but she hadn't been in a situation like this, where everything was cleanly divided by ranks and some people were crisply giving orders to other people. It would have been okay, maybe, if there had been someone to tell her what to do, but there wasn't. She didn't see Umber anywhere.
Chrysocolla was the other person she trusted, and she saw Chrysocolla, but she was surrounded by other senshi and actually looked like she was being sociable for once. Sylvite knew when not to intrude. That meant she kinda stood there awkwardly on the side of things until the queen spoke up.
She stood rapt for a moment, listening. Then, she had orders, and not just any orders, but orders from a being so powerful that just being near her made Sylvite feel strong. There was a decision to be made, and since Sylvite didn't have a general... well, that meant she got to decide for herself, right? She didn't want to fight, and anyway, a really big group seemed to be going into the Rift. They didn't need her. Metallia was acting like the cave was for stupid weak people... and even though it was probably the best option, honestly, Sylvite was determined not to be stupid or weak.
She skipped towards the middle group, the group headed towards the labyrinth.
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:40 pm
Lt. Prasiolite
Freshly bathed and headed out on a mission, she was probably in for another shower tonight, a very long hot one. After direction were given, Prasi was feeling very damned. She had to go somewhere and none of these options seemed like good option. She did know one thing, combat was not her strong suit and a hairbrush wasn't going to cut it, so she wasn't going to the rift. It was between the Labyrinth with sure fire traps and a cave with a crystal. Neither option sound safe, but certainly the cave sounded safer. Would she looks like a sure enough coward if she chose the cave.
Probably.
Having changed sides she cared about her image, well she cared about it anyway. She sighed and moved toward the center of the room and hoped to all things, that she wasn't sentencing herself to death or extreme maiming.
"If Lace's brother looks anything like her, I'm going to assume he and I have met as well." She had a few other words that could be used to describe the kitten that she thought applied far better than 'sourpuss', but she would keep them to herself to protect Dia's delicate sensibilities.
Her lips had parted, poised on saying something else (potentially helpful, most likely sarcastic) but then Metallia was speaking to them. Tourmaline trembled slightly, but she didn't waver. She held steady because someone had to be strong-- For Dia, of course. And for the General who she would follow into any of the three treacherous places that the shadowy voice of their supreme leader had described to them.
"If we're lucky? The Labyrinth... Maybe we'll find an attractive Goblin King while we're down there. A little Dance Magic, or something?" Tourmaline murmured softly in return before glancing down at her gloved hands, tugging at the wrist of the worn pleather. Boxing gloves would have made a much better starting weapon than these costume box cast-offs.
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Nuxaz
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 7:18 pm
Lieutenant Natrolite
The red-head distracting his general was quickly forgotten when one Lieutenant Marcasite introduced herself. A gloved hand extended and was met with a warm, firm grasp. The shake going a little long as Xenotime decided to come back to conversation. So this was the model solider? Natrolite couldn't resist, "it'll be ah bit hard fer me ta be lookin lyke her aint nearly as prudy." He laughed, deciding for the moment to curb a more lewd gesture of himself growing breast as well. See Xe he was behaving, kind of.
"Marce darling, this is Lieutenant Natrolite. He is a golden example of the sort of habits you should avoid."
The words bit and Natrolite offered a wide, toothy grin, muttering as attention went elsewhere, "I aint so bad, she just lykes to brag on me.." A part of the scolding was hitting home though. Natrolite knew he needed to start doing more, mostly so you know he didn't end up in a bathtub missing all his organs. Or burned to death, maybe drowned, or beaten slowly. Probably the last knowing Xe.
Hand was released when another body showed up, Natrolite's attention shifting again. This time to Captain Amethyst, instantly he was making a face. The guy just looked like someone you wanted to punch repeatedly. Something about him inspired new levels of darkness in the Lieutenant but only granted one firm outside smirk.
Pretending to be actually listening to the dangerous tone of voice his general used was the prefect opportunity to not bother and introduce himself to the guy.Plus it gave him a chance to notice something far more interesting, like an agent throwing up hands (Devilline) and speaking in a way Natrolite understood. Luckily Metallia spoke, this causing the man to actually start paying attention with more than his libido. The way the words came both in tone and delivery sent a shiver over spine. Something in Layne was struck in a very alien emotion to the man, fear, a first in a long time it had been felt.
Xenotime spoke, after her good little minion girl decided to play teachers pet. A roll of stormy eyes occurred as of course everyone but the black sheep was addressed. Then it came, arms folded over chest and the General was looked directly in the eyes. "Boss," The man drawled sounding bored as always but there was a hint, just a tiny hint, of aggravation that said he clearly wanted to call her something else that started with a b.
"The Rift or the cave, it's your choice, but, keep my warning in mind."
Oh given a choice, like ******** hell that wasn't a go get yourself killed. The man sighed and gave a shrug, offering in a sickenly sweet tone, "I'll go ta tha Rift then. So's I can get me an eyefull yer golden gurl boss." Natrolite grinned so wide nearly all his teeth seemed to show, "hell mebe I'll learn sumthin!" A giddy bit of excitement came considering there was a plan far more than learning in mind.
Following after his general behind the crowd a pause was given and stormy blues were directed towards the voice that had caught his attention earlier. A finger gun coming up to point at Devilline and delivering a shot with a cheeky wink. Then he was gone following Xe.
The Rift!
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back replied to some junnnk so you can ignore that lol
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hi ilu <3
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"S...sorry about my brother...." Lace hid herself in the abundance of Dia's hair and tried to not draw herself any negative attention her brother wrought on the poor young women. "Im...I'm not as..as mean as him...I promise."
Her gaze lifted to look at Dia again, "Are we going in? Is..is it okay if I stay with you and your friend??"
Ghouliboo
omg yas she is coming...sorry for this phone tag cry .
