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The night had been atypically... uneventful so far. Or as uneventful as a star seed gathering mission went; it'd gone smoothly, and he'd recovered a pair of seeds. Enough that he could have gone back to his apartment and retired for the night. Despite the vague notion, he'd wrinkled his nose at the idea; he didn't wish to return to his dark, empty apartment just yet.

There were other places he'd undoubtedly would have rather been at, like a certain someone's house, but he really couldn't muster up a random excuse at that moment in time. So thus, out of unwillingness to go back to his apartment and face solitude, he'd remain out.

He had stationed himself at the roof of a low building, looking down upon a a random alley as he pondered the night away. Imagine his surprise when a eccentrically clad girl happened to walk down bellow him; after observing her for a few moments, he swiftly decided the girl in question was a senshi, and heavily considered simply... letting her go. He was done collecting seeds for the night and he was feeling mildly apathetic, which was probably going to be counter productive for fighting.

However, when the girl reached the end of the alley, fussed, turned around and began to walk towards where she'd come from, Rhodizite decided the situation was just too good to let it pass. That and he wanted to see the girl's reaction when he dropped down from his perch.

That in mind, he allowed himself to drop the small distance that seperated the top of the building from the ground, landing just a few steps in front of the girl, probably startling her, "And here I thought the night would be uneventful. Silly me," he murmured as he moved the chain he was lightly holding with one hand, "So, you are?"

Rhodizite watched as the girl stumbled backwards, nearly falling down. Had she really tripped, it'd have made his job tons easier; what a pity, "Mmmm?" he redirected his thoughts back onto what she was saying, arching a brow at her, apparently bemused, "Usually that's how it goes. You call out your name and your war cry... I tell you mine, and then I kill you. I thought it was normal procedure," he lifted the chain he'd been carrying in one hand, almost as if to indicate that yes, he happened to be a Negaverse agent and he actually felt sort of weird about attacking a Senshi that seemed to have no idea about how things worked.

Well, it was either that, or she thought she was strong enough she could beat him without breaking into a sweat (which might have been a possibility the Lieutenant would have considered had she... not walked into the dead-ended alley all on her own).

"You seem to be new at this, so I'll throw you a bone," he paused for a moment and regarded her carefully, "If you're not, no offense meant," and with that, his gaze changed; he glowered at her, his stance changing into an offensive one, "I'm Rhodizite, and I'll make sure your bones shatter," that said, he finally moved forth, aiming his chain like a whip, targeting her legs.

"We shall see," he didn't sound half as angry as she sounded; in fact, if anything, the Lieutenant sounded as if he were calmly talking about the weather. He honestly had no idea what he'd done to rile her up so much (after all, he'd yet to physically harm her - though he was in the process of rectifying this), but he figured to each their own.

While his initial attack did not hit, his eyes never left her form, and as she moved to the side, so did he. Even as he moved, he worked on retrieving the chain with a yank and then aimed a punch at her gut; honestly, at this point, he'd have rather she stop talking, "In all honesty, I'm not terribly concerned with your name. You're going to die either way."

Had he been watching the scene, instead of participating in it, he'd have taken the time to appreciate the way the girl seemed to be rebelling against what he considered to be the 'rules' of the game, alas, there was no time to do so, "I suggest you shut up and start moving, girl."

"Dully noted," he drawled out, as he watched her. He'd stopped moving, apparently having decided that his earlier strategy would not be as efficient as he'd hoped. As far as he could tell, the girl was very fast on her feet, making it hard for long range attacks to impact. However, he'd noticed the fact that when his earlier strike had managed to hit her, it'd made her stumble. Which meant that while she was fast... she apparently wasn't too strong.

He usually tried to avoid direct hand-to-hand combat, much more comfortable with his chain, but it seemed that in this case he was going to have to actually chase her and pin her, or restrain her from a very short distance. Idly, he found himself wondering if the girl would hold her own in a physical fight like that, however he simply shrugged the notion and decided he would soon enough find out.

However, the fact she was... jumping around him so swiftly (and inefficiently, he decided; what the hell was she going to accomplish by doing that?) was making it hard for him to decide which way to move to close the distance. Mildly frustrated, he stood his ground and simply watched her as she jumped around, "You are honestly beginning to annoy me, girl. If you really wish to keep your life, I suggest you start doing more than just jumping around like flea. You look ridiculous," he was hoping that the taunt would distress her enough to miss a step; if she did, he'd catch it and try to close the distance between them, "I do not have all night."

In one quick movement, the girl slipped behind him faster than he could follow with his head. It was at that moment that she called out her attack and Rhodizite noticed (with a mild amount of irony) that he no longer really needed the senshi's name. Given the attack's name and the way the notes came towards him, he figured this was either the senshi of songs, music, or something related.

He avoided the first two notes, glaring slightly at the girl as he swatted them away with the bone and chain. However, there came more and soon enough a couple slipped past his defenses and finally struck him. He did not notice the effects immediately, but soon enough he found himself growing sluggish; his movements slowed down, almost as if he were moving in slow-mo and he felt himself almost, but not quite, at the brink of sleep.

It was a strange sensation. He felt almost as if he were asleep; his heart rate had slowed and his breathing had deepened. Due to the sluggishness of his body on a whole, it took him a few moments to understand what the attack had done to him. Regardless of the effects, he did finally turn to offer her a glare; he could still use this in his advantage. If this was all her attack did, and given the fact the girl hadn't seemed particularly strong (at least physically) earlier, he just needed her to draw nearer. If he could draw her nearer due to a false sense of security, endure some hits and then strike out as soon as the effects of the notes vanished... he'd have her where he wanted.

Rhodizite thus, stood still, his glare softened and he simply watched her through hooded eyes. The ball was in her court, he was just wondering what she planned on doing with it.

If there was one upside on the effect the attack was having on him, it was the fact it was somehow keeping him extremely calm, which was in turn, allowing him to process thoughts and figure out a plan to counter her with.

The kick to the gut hit him square, and he stumbled back, but did not fall down, managing to keep his balance even if he'd been winded. His movements were still sluggish, but he slowly managed to bring the arm he was using to hold his chain, to cup his gut. He was using his free hand to judge the velocity of his movements, flexing his fingers and fisting his hand in rhythmic motions, trying to figure out how much the lingering effect of the notes would last.

He was taking damage (there was no way he couldn't, what with the fact he could barely move), but he seemed to be enduring it, as if it had a purpose. It was only after a small while that he noticed the fact his flexing fingers were starting to respond like he'd expected them to normally, and he flashed the girl a dangerous smile. That was all the warning he offered her before his free hand shot forth, aiming to grab her by the wrist, the other hand, still holding the chain, shooting forth at the same time in an attempt to whip the chain around her other arm.

He was sure that if she dodged one movement, she wouldn't be able to dodge the other, "Got you," he mouthed softly.

The fact she was still resisting him was not uncommon, or new. However, with each struggle... with each tug, the chain around her wrist tightened, the metal biting into her flesh. It would probably leave behind a nasty mark, and if she yanked, it might even bite down hard enough to draw blood.

He wasn't exactly sure what he'd been expecting, but it surely was not the way she jumped, trying to aim a kick at him. He did let go of her hand in order to aim an elbow at her face while giving the chain a forceful yank. The downside was that her kick connected with his gut (yet again) and it made him woozy enough that he took several steps away from her; the force also propelled her away from him.

The fact he'd been winded made his grip on the chain loosen, one end still wrapped around her wrist, the other now out of hand. While he hadn't looked particularly angry at the start of the battle, he was now looking more than slightly peeved (which might've had to do with the fact the girl kept insisting on kicking him in the stomach - it bloody well hurt!).

His eyes were swiftly on the end of the chain though, and he made a dive for it, even if his stomach protested the movement rather wildly. He really, really did not want this girl to take the opportunity to escape.