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Rikard Colby had gone to sleep that night hoping to keep his mind clear of everything which, of course, meant that the moment he closed his eyes it drifted right to where he didn't want it to be; to Elysion. His dreams came to him in reverse, starting with the nightmare that had been the battle; the cut of the Senshi attack that he was still wearing bandages from, the blood, the cries... Back to the feeling of belonging as he marched amongst his fellow Lieutenants while falling into formation... To the awe he'd felt in that first glimpse of the beautiful, beautiful grass. The smell of the air before the first drop of coppery blood had been spilled...

And then, without realizing just how, the smell surrounded him again. He could feel the cool, clean touch of the night air against his skin; the grass beneath his... Boots? Wait. He hadn't gone to sleep wearing boots and he certainly couldn't remember having forgotten to take his coat off...

Rik's eyes opened and he glanced down at himself, brow furrowing at the sight of his uniform. Was the nightmare going to begin again? Was it going to play through the rest of everything that had happened that night from the start, or...

No. He was the only one there, at least for the moment, it seemed. Was this how you got back to Elysion?

Lieutenant Richterite had just started to enjoy the beautiful silence of Elysion when it was shattered; not by the screams of terror or shouting of commands, as it had been before, but by the obnoxious sound of some girl's voice. "Uggh." He rolled his eyes, bringing his hand up so that he could pinch first his cheek and then his arm, growling like an angry bear when he realized that had been the wrong arm to pinch (******** dumbass).

"Shut up! It was quiet here... If I'm not allowed to sleep, at the very least you could let me enjoy the quiet..." His voice got softer as he spoke, the last part of his sentence muttered as he drew his arm, now stinging once more from the pinch on still tender flesh, against his chest, lightly rubbing it over the sleeve of his coat. "Just... Don't scream anymore, alright? I've heard enough screams for now to last me a ******** lifetime."

"... Only it's not really your dream if you're not the only one in it, is it? I'm here and I'm certainly feeling pain so I'm going to assume it's either my dream... Or we're back in Elysion, sans the battle." Something he wouldn't be complaining about for the moment... The lack of battle, at least, not the being back in Elysion.

He kept any further quips to himself for the moment, brow furrowing as the girl who'd joined him mentioned a name. "Corvus... You actually know some of their names?" His head tilted slightly as he pondered that, somehow wondering if that made it any easier... Or if it made it harder.

"My name is Ri... Lieutenant Richterite." He snapped to attention, giving a mock salute of sorts as his wounded arm dropped back to his side. "And I might... But those were my first."

"I'd like to think that I'll be waking up from this eventually." He smirked, eyes dancing with a bit of amusement despite the obviousness that there was still something about the entire situation that was haunting him, adding a bit of darkness where, at one point, only light had resided. "As for what you call me? I doubt it would matter much if you called me that here, just between the two of us in dream, but out there..." He gestured to the field where the battle had been just the night prior. "It might be best to not. Might strike a bit too close to home, for all the glitter and the glamor."

He shook his head slowly at the talk of senshi, trying hard not to roll his eyes. "It seems foolish to me, to give so much away. Why bother announcing who you are from the start when more surprise can be had in just acting?" His irritation was clear, sorely tempted to begin pacing as he continued on. "... I wasn't beating myself up about being wounded either. This? This little cut is nothing compared to what could have happened, what did happen to others. I still don't know exactly what happened to the little Lieutenant that had been standing beside me when that senshi b*****d attacked her..."

"It is my civilian name... Part of it, at least." His smirk broadened as he leaned in, almost as if he was going to whisper the rest of his secret right into her ear. He didn't, of course. He just continued right on where he'd left off. "But that's all you get, sweetheart. Still too new to this particular game to want to share everything just yet, especially with a girl that I've just met... Re-met."

He spun back on his heel after that, hoping to put at least a little bit of distance between himself and the lady lieutenant just in case she decided to try and take a swing at him for having gotten so close. It would've been worth it, as far as he was concerned, but it was probably best not to risk any more damage during his dreams for the moment.

"My dreams have been dark enough lately without dealing with all of this... Although, on a scale of one to ten with one being horrible and ten being the best dream I've ever ******** had?" His brow lofted slightly. "I'd say being trapped here with you ranks somewhere around a nine, violation aside." Another smirk, this one just as likely to get him hit as the last. "I think all we have to do is wait for dawn, really. It worked last time."

"For you or for me?" His brow quirked, flashing another one of his smirks at her before stepping back as he held his hands up. He was rather used to getting on the wrong side of girls, but this one amused him... And obviously knew more than he did. If he was hoping to actually learn something it likely wouldn't be a good idea to keep her irritated.

"Woah there, tiger. Calm down. It's just a dream, right? For all that I'm sure you wouldn't be the first who's dreamed about knocking me out, I bet there are better ways that we can spend our time. Recon, maybe? Finding out just what this places is made of? Or if you're dead set on knocking me out, maybe it'll wind up being a lesson or two for me on how to fight with a girl. I generally try not to..." From the sound of things, he was definitely more of a talker than a physical fighter despite his athletic build.

"s**t." He sprang back just in time to avoid the first swing of her lantern pole, heels of his boots digging into the grass as he skidded to a halt several feet back. She was good, clearly used to situations like this and he had a feeling that, like it or not, he was going to learn a lot.

Or he was going to get bruised a lot.

"It's not the miniskirts that I have an issue with, pussycat. It's just the principle of the thing. Didn't care all that much for their boys hitting our girls either." He watched Fayalite, waiting to see whether or not she'd lunge at him again. "But I guess that's what we're here for; defending each other... And taking each other down." He smirked, summoning his own cards to his hand.

"Puppy?" He laughed, eyes dancing with some sort of twisted delight as he kept his eyes on her. "C'mon, kitten, surely you can come up with something better than that..." He was listening, though, taking in everything that she said even as he was watching her. Watching, waiting...

When she sprang again he was expecting it, although he hadn't expected her to move quite so fast, or in that direction. He laughed as he caught her boot, the sound almost choked as she caught him hard in the side despite his attempt to stop her from doing any damage. "I like your analogies, pussycat... And I assure you, one way or another I'll find a way to become an ace."

He punctuated his words by flinging his cards in her face while attempting to use his hold on her boot to flip her aside. It was worth a shot, at the very least, and even if it didn't work it might give him something a little bit more to work with.