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Wolframite could only smile at Serandite from where he was examining the plan, a dirt drawing that comprised of little stick figures in the opening space with indicators for who they all where, and lines to where they were going. Their coach pointed off to where they would be hiding, and how the scenario would hopefully play out, complete with a little star diagram of the starseed that would be their goal. It seemed far too simple, but it also seemed like it would work. There had been plenty of times where he’d seen senshi appear to save some person whose starseed he was stealing. “Seems simple enough. We’ll be waiting on you, Lieutenant Paragonite. Let’s hope you get someone with a pair of lungs.” If they wanted to attract attention, they needed someone who was going to holler.

Standing up and brushing the dirt from where he was kneeling, he looked up at the building he would be taking and frowned. Heights. Why couldn’t he just hide behind a trash can? Oh well, he would just have to keep his attention on the matter at hand instead of how many feet there were to the ground. “We’ll be waiting on you. Good luck.” He waved the two off, and started walking over to the building to the left and kicked off, using whatever was jutting out until he managed to get to the roof. Up above, he waited and leaned on a vent, watching below for where Paragonite would lure her victim and bait whatever senshi was unfortunately enough to hear the plea for help.

Oh, he was loud.

Heels clicked along the pavement, audible well before Paragonite could even see who was approaching. It appeared the lieutenant was going to be the tallest one this evening - even the senshi she lured was short, and couldn't have been a day over fifteen if that. Neon pink hair bristled angrily out of a ponytail pulled high enough behind her that any farther would have classified it as an umbrella. Strangest of all, she glittered. Even Scheelite would have been impressed at the sheer amount of body glitter she'd donned in preparation to wear her sailor suit of justice. The girl stopped suddenly and regarded the circus lieutenant warily, violet eyes going wide.

"Negaverse," she hissed, her tone the same as if she was addressing Voldemort. Of all the things she'd encountered in her brief time as a sailor senshi, the girl had miraculously avoided the evil military. Knowing they were out there, waiting, killing... All those news updates between channel flipping, and scraps of newspaper her mother tossed aside as she hunted down the entertainment section, it was all cast in a horrible light. It wasn't much different from the sickly neon and fluorescent light that rained down on them from afar. The punk senshi could smell the alcohol and sweat too. The lieutenant had the older boy in a baton-aided headlock. The senshi had to be brave. She had power. She had a destiny. It all came down to moments like these.

Taking a dramatic battle stance, she directed her words at the Negaverse lieutenant. "Let him go! Or... or I'll... well, you won't like what happens next!"

The plan was going well thus far, and he watched it unfold with the same steps they talked about and mapped in the dirt. The expression “all to easy” came to mind, and that made him worry. It usually was a rule that if things were going easy that you should be cautious, and that’s why he could only hunch down, watching Paragonite and her victim, and focus his attention on everything and anything that could go wrong. It was then that the senshi appeared and he felt blinded by the disgusting ensemble that the senshi probably called a outfit. It looked more like a bunch of kindergartners went insane with the glitter and decorated her fuku, and he had to rub his eyes several times to handle the damage that was being done to them. Just revolting in color, design, and just overall it made him wish she was caught on fire just to spare his eyes the abuse they were being delivered. He’d seen some pretty outrageous fukus and some very nice ones, but he wasn’t prepared for the mother load to happen to show up.

He looked over at Serandite and gave her a thumbs down and stuck out his tongue, showing what he thought of this senshi. Not cute. Done with sharing his opinion from across the roof, he went back down to watch, waiting to jump down and keep her cornered. He could only hope that she didn’t transfer any of that glitter on any of them.