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Backdated to the evening of February 25th

The information he had was sparse, a loose description in his opinion outside of the mention of transcendence. Those glowing marks could be easy to see, assuming they weren't dimmed out like the two senshi's marks had been. Kerberos and Encke. He had a feeling it would be hard to find either of them and given what he knew of Encke from Desiree and Ako, it wouldn't be a productive meeting.

So while patrolling carefully, avoiding what felt like weaker signatures out tonight, he fiddled with the medallion in his breast pocket again. So far things seemed to be working correctly again, no more hiccups or searing hot metal against his skin from either the medallion or earring. But he still didn't like any of this, the information was limited and now that he'd seen how it was effecting other planets and worlds, he was even more displeased that Beni hadn't just done as the knight had asked. This was more important than oneself, something he rarely said, but it was evident after he'd seen the notes from Aquamarine about that energy he'd pulled from the mural as well as what the spikes seemed to be.

All of that would be neatly tucked away, he was a captain, he needed help, he wasn't someone with the responsibility or clearance to know things like that. That's what he would stick to as he felt a stronger pair of signatures nearby. If anything the fact he was still partially bandaged up might add to the credibility that he wasn't looking for a fight. But he never could know, he just rather hoped whoever was ahead would be reasonable.

Alastor didn’t seem particularly motivated to strike up further conversation. He had no issue letting Sessrumnir take the lead in a conversation with the stranger. It was still early in the conversation and he didn’t want to bombard him with questions or accusations.

Easygoing despite the stress of the situation, Alastor stayed at Sessrumnir’s side while they approached and took note of the Captain, who appeared to be out despite having sustained injuries of some sort. He was bandaged, but Alastor supposed that could have been a ruse to garner sympathy or lower his enemy’s defenses.

Of course, if he did try to attack, it was the first place Alastor was going to go for. His curiosity did not override the importance of finding out if the Negaverse was willing to help them with this oncoming problem.

He hadn’t teleported away, so it was a good sign. So far.

“We’re well informed about what’s going on,” Sessrumnir responded quickly, his patience already thin for games. If the Captain knew more than he was letting on, then he better start speaking clearly more quickly.

“You want information from us? What information do you have to share? Have you seen the murals? Have you seen those spikes with orbs at the top? The Earth is in grave danger, so either tell us what you know and what you want from us in return or get lost.”

Yes, he was aware that the Negaverse probably had a great amount of information, but if anything they learned from Valhalla and his meeting with Benitonite, the Negaverse was perfectly fine with playing their usual games.

It seemed the tone was set pretty quickly, something he could at least tell why Benitoite hadn't done well with things. Though it wasn't going the way they'd explained, he was well aware of how short some people were with things.

While he wasn't completely surprised by the murals or spikes, they did confirm that either any amount of the four senshi from order who had been there had a spike, or that someone from the Negaverse had shared information. He was fairly certain the information about the murals would have been spread, that was a given, but the fact that the Negavserse had a nicely organized way to spread information quickly would help in part with covering his a**.

"Yes, we all received images of the mural, but I have not seen the spikes up close. I know of them but not very much." It wasn't exactly a lie, he'd only seen the one that Benitoite had grabbed for just a moment before they'd been thrown back into the city and hadn't seen it since then.

Picking up on senshi's tone, one that felt less likely to lead to him getting into an altercation, he nodded to them.

"Yes, I saw the lightning strike a knight's wonder and damage it on Mercury. I... saw something unsettling in a photograph taken by a mirror senshi and then first hand. I have no real clue what it may have been, but they think it was near the planet Neptune." He hesitated slightly as he rubbed at his hand, thinking what else he could offer, considering he was still trying to get a handle on the wider effects of things.

"I want to help however I can, even if I may not be as strong as others in a fight or a general with more information or connections. This is bigger than any one group, so I want to help however I can, even if the part I play might be small. I have sketches I drew of what I witnessed, if you both want to see, but I understand if you both would prefer me not reaching for anything, though."

“Reach,” Alastor insisted, even gesturing as if to give the Captain permission. He didn’t seem worried about whatever the Captain might be hiding, whether it was sketches or a weapon.

He wasn’t much swayed by the insistence of not being strong, or playing only a small part. It was as if he were going out of his way to make himself as unthreatening as possible. Naturally, Alastor took note of every instance where he tried to minimize himself.

The Captain was outnumbered and outranked, and if he was serious about collecting information then he really didn’t have much of a choice but to work with them.

Alastor was curious. He could play along.

“I’d like to see what you found. What type of damage did the lightning do on Mercury? And what role is the Dark Mirror Court playing in this, what have they got eyes on? I’m not sure how they’re accomplishing that, are they able to direct their gaze off Earth somehow?” He knew very little of the mirror realm but he made a mental note to investigate a bit more. “Does the Negaverse know you’re chatting with us or are you going to get in trouble for this?”

Ekstrom?

Sessrumnir frowned, although he decided not to say anything about the familiar name. He knew of her from Amarynthos and Ephesus, and they might have crossed paths during large fights.

His eyes narrowed further with the story about trying to get away from his general, and then the mention of a Ganymede Squire.

He didn’t get too close, and if Alastor wanted to move closer to look, Sessrumnir would absolutely watch his back. But he looked at the notebook as it was flipped through as best he could.

But he couldn’t help but feel like it was a bad omen that these storms were more widespread than they originally thought.

“You have been busy,” he said, voice low in warning.

He paused to glance over to Alastor. He didn’t know the full extent of what was going on, but…

“Three to six weeks it’ll be here,” he shared. Ganymede and Valhalla had relayed the information they’d obtained from the Moon with them. “Looks like we need six of something to trap it again. No offense, but if you’re still being shy about your situation, how do you expect us to trust you or anything you say? Anyone can say they don’t want to talk about something they’ll have to come up with on the spot.”

He hoped he wasn’t being an a*****e for no reason, but the Captain seemed too well traveled to be a mere do-gooder.

Between the warning he could hear in the knight's voice and the push for more information on his situation, he could feel the precariousness of the situation. But with the mention of how short the time frame was, he did pale more. It wasn't much time at all in the grand scheme of things, much less time than he'd like to have to do things with more safety precautions or back-ups in place.

When they moved closer to inspect the notebook, he did flinch slightly at the proximity; it was a dangerous game with them so close, but now was when he had to focus and proceed with the utmost care.

The mention of murder had him gasp slightly, a hand moving towards his throat where the scar was hidden behind his ribbony tie. "I... had tried, but he took less than kindly to it." Pulling his tie slightly to show the long scar across his throat, he let his fingers trail and tremble over the older scar.

The mention of doing good stirred irritation in him at how it went against the good he had done, even from his position in the Negaverse. So many people that he'd brought in and given a better life and opportunity to, or had pulled from the edge of death. He didn't let it show, though, as he nodded sheepishly to the senshi.

Even now, he was glad that, even with his height, he was still rail thin and unassuming when it came to people looking at him from a fighter's perspective. It would hopefully continue to help with the lie he was spreading as he sought to look into more of these worlds of the knights and senshi.

"I... have a young child from my late spouse. I need to be careful and find a way out without them getting hurt." Speaking quietly so that the senshi would hear more than the knight, he trailed off after and looked down towards the ground once more. The wall of this lie he was stuck behind when it came to why he couldn't just leave. It would match if the other looked into things, something he'd been careful about when talking with other members of order.

"Oh... that is good at least." But he had no clue how far out they were from things compared to Mercury or Ganymede. There wasn't as much of a way to tell the path of the thing with so little information. If it wasn't everywhere, though, that did mean perhaps there might be pockets of space where it might be safe. It might be a loose backup plan, but it was something to consider as well, knowing he had at least a few who would willingly take him and perhaps Melpomene to their worlds or wonders.

"I.. yes. Please do, I can let you both know if I find anything else out as well." Fumbling slightly with the notebook as he tucked it away, he went to try to fix his tie. "Chal... that is what most people call me, but Chalcanthite is the full version." While he might have offered his hand in greeting, he wasn't going to push his luck.