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Naomi wasn't one to worry, especially not about trivial things such as walking home alone late at night. Sure, if she had the choice she'd have chosen to return home earlier, but she'd needed confined books from the library and Chase hadn't been able to pick her up. Arms filled with delicious classical novels, she had plans for a quiet night in with Mrs Black's amazing chicken stir fry and the family-sized Milka bar in her back pocket - some might say indulgent, Naomi professed necessary. As much as she loved reading romantic literature by candlelight, not every book on her reading list quite fit the romantic bill, and she found those quite tedious.

Turning left, the blonde felt more comfortable as she entered one of the more well-off suburbs of Destiny City. The Blacks were rich, to put it bluntly, but they'd been so welcoming and friendly. Admittedly, some of their neighbours had looked down their noses at her with complete and utter disdain, but with the security around here second-to-none she felt a lot more secure walking home now she'd entered this area. When you were aware of the three CCTV cameras and the panic-alarm-clad Mr Smithers who would flinch if an owl hooted, it was hard to be worried.

She heard them before she saw them.

Eyes wide, Naomi watched as Natron was chased along the street by the rather angry-seeming order senshi. It was the first senshi the blonde had seen since her corruption - the Negaverse had kept her relatively sheltered so far, and she'd always been accompanied by Labyrinthite when out and about in Destiny City. This situation was...odd, to say the least. Looking to the lieutenant instead, Naomi squinted to get a better look, eventually coming to the conclusion that she didn't recognise him. Her next thought was what the hell was she supposed to do now?

"Are you okay?" she shouted after a somewhat long pause, deciding that she would likely just seem like a concerned citizen. The lieutenant looked more normal than the senshi, with her white bodice and frilly skirt, so it seemed a sensible assumption to make. Naomi was lost, unsure of whether to run or help - without henshining up there was no way for her to tell the senshi's power level.

For now? Well, what the hell was that supposed to mean!? Naomi scowled softly, her lips pushing out into a pout as she looked from the lieutenant (she assumed he was only a lieutenant, what with how clueless he seemed to be) to the senshi and back again. She couldn't exactly just let him get his arse kicked, she'd get into trouble for that surely? Naomi couldn't begin to imagine how annoyed Chase would be if he realized she was doing this, but he was busy working and hadn't checked up on her yet so maybe she could get away with it?

Did she want to get away with it? Did she really feel up to this yet?

The choice of answer was snatched from her when the senshi sent an attack towards the lieutenant, strong enough to known him off of his feet. As delicate as Naomi felt, she wasn't one to stand by whilst another needed help, especially another on the side that had taken her in. This senshi needed to be taught a lesson, and with two against one they had better chances. The feeling of chaos rushing through her veins was a welcome one, and the corrupted senshi didn't waste time, extending a hand as soon as she was able. "Eos Dark Flash!" A dark flash of energy blossomed from her gloved fingers, rushing towards the confused senshi and enveloping her before she realized what was happening.

"What the...who the ******** are you!?"

The initial rush having passed, Sailor Eos was grateful to feel that she was only a basic level senshi, and together they should hopefully be able to deliver her her arse on a shining silver platter. Her long blonde hair billowed behind her, and she spared a glance back to check on the lieutenant. "You sure you're okay? Because it doesn't look like you are."

Under control? Eos rolled her eyes - this was definitely not under control, or at least hadn't been until she'd blinded the girl. Still, she offered the dark-haired agent a smile and watched as he pelted the senshi with his dodgeball. Compared to Labyrinthite's amazing flamingo-scythe, it seemed like a pretty pathetic weapon, but at least he actually seemed to be able to aim with it and score a solid hit.

"Sailor Eos," she responded to his invitation with another smile, somewhat hesitant with her next move. She was nervous - this was the first time she'd faced a member of the White Moon Court since her corruption, the first senshi she'd met. The blonde had expected this to somehow be a more momentous occasion, something to celebrate, but instead she found herself almost scared to attack.

But they had to pay - they all had to pay.

Swallowing her fear along with the lump in her throat, she rushed forwards and followed the dodgeball's strike with one of her own, slamming her first into the girl's chest and sending her flying backwards. "Take that!" Everything Labyrinthite had told her, all of the hurt and anger she'd felt at being part of such a dishonorable cause, every single inch of her ill-will for the Moon Kingdom was put into that hit - unfortunately for the senshi.

"Arg-uff!" She stumbled backwards and into a lamppost, causing the light to flicker and dim. There was a loud thud as she hit the metal pole and then again as she crumpled to the floor, mouth open and dazed whilst her eyes were still squeezed shut. "I...I don't understand!"

She smiled sweetly at the boy, starting to warm to him a little. At least he was grateful for the help - she was still yet to meet one of these Chaos agents who supposedly held a grudge against her. Everyone so far had been lovely, and Eos had been glad for that. As much as she understood that she was accountable for past actions, there wasn't much she could do about it other than work hard to put things right, and that was exactly what she was trying to do. Hitting her while she was down was just plain mean.

Natron also seemed to get the whole drift of this attack barrage, quickly following her whack with another strike from his dodgeball. He was pretty nifty with it, Eos knew full well that if she were left to aim with a weapon like that she'd hit the tree three feet to the left. Her insolent response to his comment brought a scowl back to the blonde's face, and she gave the fallen senshi a nudge with her foot, sending her onto her back on the floor with a shriek.

She's have been lying if the comments didn't hurt, just a little. But deep inside, she knew she was doing right, and so she placed a foot on the girl's chest to stop her from getting up again. Looking up to Natron with a mildly confused expression, Eos didn't quite understand the whole psycho alien invader babble, but she flashed a weak smile in thanks at his defense. "I'm the one who can see clearly. They saved me and showed me the light," she hissed, surprised at the confidence that crept into her voice. "You're the traitors, you're the misguided." She pushed down with her foot, earning a gasp from the shocked and surprised senshi.

Eos looked up to Natron somewhat expectantly - she wasn't entirely sure what was supposed to happen now. He was only a lieutenant, they couldn't turn her, but did he gather energy or something? She wasn't comfortable with the idea of killing her, but a good roughing up would certainly do the brat a world of good.

The comforting squeeze was unexpected, but grateful none-the-less, and she flashed him a smile in return. He seemed nice, this Natron - his clothing was reminiscent of a biker, and not the most friendly-looking of attire, but Eos wasn't one to judge on first impressions and she was glad that she hadn't. She was proud of herself, too, for not just running and leaving him alone with this b***h. Who knew what might have happened, how he'd have come out of it - she wouldn't have been able to forgive herself.

Still, she might not mention this to Chase for a bit.

"She isn't going anywhere," Eos confirmed, pushing her foot down a little harder and earning a gasp as a result. She watched with interest as Natron bent down and began to drain her, watching as the senshi slowly began to struggle less before eventually falling unconscious beneath her feet. It was interesting to watch, and she even felt a pang of guilt for not being able to help out. Was this always to be her role, just the helping hand on the side? Being unable to drain energy, she wasn't really able to get her hands dirty and really help with the cause of the Negaverse. She just stood at the side and looked pretty, occasionally blinding an enemy or whatever.

And that kinda sucked.

This was his first time? Well, that explained a lot. Removing her foot from the girl's chest, she glanced around quickly to see if there were any handy alleyways in which they could hide her. An unconscious senshi in the middle of the street was bound to draw some sort of attention, even this late in the evening. There was a darkened alleyway to the side of one of the houses lining the street, and so Eos indicated it to the lieutenant with her head and bent to wrap an arm around one of the girl's shoulders. She assumed Natron would follow suit with the other shoulder.

"Don't mention it," she responded with a genuine smile, waiting for his help before attempting to lug the dead weight towards their destination, "It was kinda nice to get some action." Even if she had just been the support, his words were touching and she really appreciated his recognition. Maybe support wasn't such a bad role after all. "Thanks, though."

She paused to reflect, and smiled again, "So you're pretty new then?"

At least he was a gentleman - she hadn't fancied dragging the girl's dead weight all by herself. Between them they managed to pull her into the dark shadows of the alleyway, and Eos lead the way towards a skip that she then proceeded to prop her up against. Either she'd wake up herself with a banging headache, or someone else would find her and call for help. Or, y'know, she could be arrested for being a terrorist or something. Served her right, as far as the blonde was concerned.

Breathing a little heavier after the extra exertion, she remained in the shadows and watched Natron carefully. Shadows were cast across her face, making it a somewhat eerie place to hold a conversation, especially such a delicate one. Then again, Eos was starting to feel less and less fragile, and more willing to hold such conversations. She wanted to help, and that included educating the new recruits on her own kind. "I'm a Corrupted Senshi," she offered, indicating the gaping holes in her chest and head with her slender fingers, "I was only corrupted a few weeks ago, though." She frowned, trying to count backwards in her head. How new was he, would he have been at the ambush? Shaking her head, she smiled kindly at the boy, "So I'm pretty new too."

She paused for a few moments, trying to figure out the best order for any explanation. "Corrupted Senshi, we're...different. It's essentially like when you were recruited into the Negaverse, but I was already a senshi. My starseed has been shown the light of Chaos, just like yours."