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At first he thought it was a youma, but the power signal was all wrong. It was human, and after wondering if it could possibly be another knight, Valhalla realized that wasn't the case, either. There was a senshi somewhere nearby, and the more he did this, the more he understood how staying powered up for unknown amounts of time would probably draw the attention of those they probably didn't want attention from.

He knew the senshi could probably feel his approach, so he slowly made his way around the building, hoping to find them, with his hands raised to let whoever it was know that he was unarmed and didn't mean them any harm. If anything, he was curious about the senshi. He knew a handful of knights but less senshi. He knew that knights were awakened by their own devices, but senshi had cats. Talking cats. In fact, his best friend was one of those talking cats, even if she hadn't always been one.

"Excuse me," he called out when he caught a glimpse of shining black hair. Ah, it was a girl this time. His hands were still up, his compass tucked safely away under his belt. Valhalla opened his mouth again, but suddenly realized that... he had no idea what he wanted to say. What did someone say when approaching a senshi for the first time? In times past he'd been introduced to them while fighting off a monster, but this was the first time no fighting was involved.

"Uh... I come in peace?" Lame. "I'm Valhalla... of Jupiter..." He added the planet as if that would somehow make the name more recognizable, but even he knew that the merging of Norse and Roman mythology wasn't what anyone would call 'recognizable'. If anything, he should say 'Zeus' since there was once a senshi his best friend knew named Zeus, but she was from a parallel world and presumed dead, so that didn't help.

He watched the girl for a few moments longer, his curiosity growing. "Are... you lost...?" he wondered cautiously. She didn't seem as though she knew where she was going, at least.

The sudden introduction of a male voice startled the Shame Senshi, and she remained tense as an unfamiliar face came into view. The energy signature she felt from him, however, was not dark, and that combined with his politeness helped her to relax. She didn't think he was a Senshi--his costume seemed more similiar to the Knight Lina that Pasiphae had met briefly at the Youma Hunter competition. So, she gave a small smile, one that broadened when the young man indicated that he too was connected to the planet Jupiter, "I'm Sailor Pasiphae, Senshi of Shame. It's nice to meet you, Valhalla."

"I am... a little lost," Pasiphae admitted with no small amount of embarassment, running one gloved hand nervously through her hair. "I just wandered too far away from my normal area, I think. But... it's turned out for the best, since I got to meet a fellow Jovian?"

The reunion of the two Jovians was doomed to be cut short, however, as Pasiphae felt another presence. If she hadn't been on patrol so frequently lately, she might've missed it, but there was no denying that hint of darkness that she felt a short distance away. The only question was whether it was a youma or a Negaverse agent. She whispered to Valhalla, indicating the direction with a nod of her head, "I think there's an enemy nearby over there... do you feel it too?"

The orb was pocketed, slid into a protective, secret place inside the lapel of her uniform, and Howlite shifted from the drunk, giving him a good look-over one last time. He'd be fine. Wake in around a half hour, disoriented, and possibly sober, to head home.

A grin flickered onto her freckled face as she strode from the alley, and away from the energy signatures. No need in inviting trouble, after all, as senshi tended to be silly creatures that couldn't mind their own business.

Halfway down the block, however, she paused. One of those signatures was not that of a senshi. It reminded her of another that she'd fought, or rather, had attacked her, and she'd let go. Tilting her head, slightly, she decided to get a better look.

Curiosity killed the cat, right? She chuckled.

Valhalla stared ahead in the direction that Pasiphae was indicating, wondering what the heck they should do. Should they approach the person...? What if they were after energy...? He'd been attacked by someone before, after all.

"Hey! Who's there?" he called out, taking a few steps forward to try and see if he could get a better glimpse of the person with the dark energy. "Negaverse officer?" he added, although his voice had dropped to a whisper for that last bit, and he glanced warily over to the senshi next to him.

"Come on," he said, confident in their numbers of two to one in regards to approaching the other person, although he made sure to raise his hands, trying to show whoever it was that he was weaponless.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" He said it loud enough for the young woman to hear, curious and worried that she might have attacked someone, or was in the process of looking for someone to attack.

Pasiphae had been alert to the source of the dark energy signature, but for the most part she felt she had been discrete. She had whispered to an ally, had done nothing to draw attention towards either of them so that they could continue to observe. So, whenever Valhalla immediately called out to the potential enemy, the Shame Senshi couldn't help but stare at him with wide maroon eyes. What was he DOING?! This... this wasn't the way to go about it all!

It was too late to go back, however, so she stood tall and looked over to the Negaverse agent that emerged. She seemed... friendly enough, if the term "friendly" could be used. She didn't attack automatically, at least, and Pasiphae was willing to extend the same courtesy. Underneath it all, her opponents were still human--she could never forget that. Even though her first meeting with one had left her injured. Even though her second had lead to her lashing out... a fact she still felt bad about. So, if she could avoid harm, she certainly would.

"We are... trying to get home," Pasiphae confessed, feeling that was a neutral, but truthful, statement. She was not going to reveal their identities or anything aboiut them, but the question had to be addressed. "I don't think we'll have a problem... if you mean no harm."