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When it came to Fallon Novette-Naim, several things were almost always true. One - it was a fact that the girl was meticulous, obsessively so. You didn't even have to be told that she had the disorder to know that there would be little tolerance for things out of place. As Audrey, the captain had seen this several times. Two - she had been a survivor of the disaster that had been Barren Pines Academy for Gifted Youth. This was much more important than any nervous condition that might have affected the blossoming friendship between two young women. Everyone in Barren Pines had been a youma. Some had even been resurrections of dead senshi that had come back to haunt the Negaverse in more ways than one.

As a Captain, she was told to work with to expose these senshi and take down their princess, Chronos. Really, it all made disgusting sense to the logical bluenette. Fallon had just been in the hospital. Fallon was from Barren Pines but somehow had survived even after dying. Linarite had thought long and hard on this, her friend had died. The skin and hair combination was unmistakable and had been seen shambling about dazedly on the campus during those disastrous final hours. Yet somehow she had come out of it alive, a victim of the strange organ ring. It was how they'd become friends, Fallon desperate to find all the survivors of the school and piece together some sort of cohesion to her shattered memories, something that Audrey had been decidedly unhelpful with.

So it was that at night, Captain Linarite of the Negaverse paid a little visit to that orderly room, heels making indents into the perfectly vacuumed carpeting as she teleported in and tried to not heave with exhaustion. Irrationally, she resisted an urge to muss everything in the room, destroy the perfect order of the girl's life. If she was a Zodiac, it would certainly put another c***k in the seemingly perfect chain of Audrey's! Stepping up to loom over the bed, face impassive, she simply reached out one white-gloved finger and carefully stopped the metronome. Really, the Crystal girl had some serious issues. Whether the biggest issue was Fallon's OCD or the Captain standing over her with murderous intention was yet unknown.

It was something interesting to watch, the disorientation that came from breaking into a careful cycle. This was done normally on a much grander scale, and it was interesting to watch the light fade from a human's eyes when they realized that there was no escape. Then, the blank emptiness that signified that they had slipped away into the deep sleep that eventually panned into quiet death. They didn't mind being buried in unmarked graves, because they would never wake to feel it.

Zodiac or no, as a friend, Linarite did not want to see that light in Fallon's eyes. So she had chosen this quiet, sneaking way into the school to quell her suspicions and prove to both sides of herself that there was no threat inside the French girl. Fallon was Fallon. Wasn't she?

Before she could stir too much, the hand moved from the metronome and plunged straight into Fallon's chest. Fingers wrapped around that crystalline life inside and golden eyes closed as dark power poured through it. Lips parted and eyes shot open with a strangled gasp. Fallon!

Human. The Barren Pines turned Crystal student was one-hundred percent absolutely human. Relief coursed swiftly through Linarite's body and the impassive face melted into a bit of a smile, though the hand remained inside her friend's chest. Unthinking, the captain started to wrap her fingers around the crystalline figure and pull gently before the mind regained control and stopped all motor control.

What was she doing? So Fallon was human, that meant that the star seed had to come out anyway? A mental voice that was distinctly made up of all of Linarite's urges and impulses derisively informed the girl that yes, her seed had come out. She was just a simple human, and obviously a disturbed one, wouldn't it be a favor to let her sleep forever? No fans, no metronomes, no vacuuming your bedroom five times a day in perfect lines. In the light it was easy to see the panic and fear in the dark-skinned face, a pleading hand wrapped around Linarite's own wrist. Oddly, she was almost thankful for this light restraint, it would prevent her body from any strange actions that the mind did not fully agree with.

Looking down when a glint of light off of glass caught her coppery brown eyes, the thoughts of a Negaverse captain were lost entirely as all the warmth and affection Audrey held for her friend flooded in. The frame that had fallen to the ground held a ridiculous picture, one that had been taken not even a week ago during the disastrous sleepover the night before Jada's debutante ball. All three were in their pajamas, Fallon in the center and flanked on either side by a considerably shorter girl. Dark-haired, buxom Jada smiling her friendly smile and the effervescent Audrey who was not only beaming, but blushing at the person behind the camera. Elzo and Marlo had been behind the camera, and had been trying to make them laugh. It had succeeded.

Slowly her eyes trailed up to where her hand was hidden, and very gently, fingers disentangled and withdrew. Nobody would know that she had been here. Nobody could know. Even with the hand on her wrist, it was no match for her supernatural strength. Again, she had failed, but not even with corruption flooding her veins could Linarite kill an innocent friend. Not yet, anyway.

Having fulfilled her purpose and failing once again at being as vicious as her counterpart Captains, Linarite did not want to leave any evidence whatsoever that she had ever been there. Nightmares were common these days, she'd been hearing about them a lot at school. Certainly no one had commented on Audrey's bruises around her neck, Castor was the only one past her parents who had really commented on them.

Bending, the light was flicked off before any of the security or dormitory matrons could notice that something was amiss in the quiet stillness of the Crystal dorms. Fallon would be unconscious for hours, if she even woke up before midafternoon. They hadn't really tested how long a person stayed out after you put their star seed back, because they never did such a thing. Everything would have to be in place by then, however, and suddenly the picture frame on the floor and the lamp in her hands were both very bad things. Fallon was the sort of person who knew if one of her eyelashes was out of place on her face, for any of her things to be misplaced would be absolutely mind-rending.

Light panic died, however, at the tiny tape x's that were clearly visible even in the dim light coming through the windows. A laugh burbled before it was swiftly killed before it could escape. Trust her to mark where everything went, so that there was always a place for things. It was so typical that it was almost impossible to keep down mirth. Everything that had been moved was replaced, and with a light flick of a white finger, the metronome again started its irritating ticking. How the hell she slept with such a thing was incomprehensible to Linarite. Rearranging the girl herself into what looked like a natural sleeping position, the bluenette smoothed Fallon's hair almost tenderly before heading to the window. She had teleported in, so getting out the same way was going to be impossible. There was no concern, however. It wasn't a long way down and she wasn't as injured as previous.

"Sweet dreams, Fallon." It was the first time that Lina had spoken her entire time in the dorms, and now she only whispered it before shutting the window on the other side and dropping to the ground. It was satisfying and disconcerting at the same time, the idea that her friend was human. Now, she was in danger when before there was a chance she could have defended herself. Vanishing into the night, it was almost as if Linarite had never been there, as if a potential senshi had never been in trouble.