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What kind of rotten luck did Buddingtonite have? Not only did he get in a fight with a mirror monster, and lost, but he was saved by a damned Senshi, likely left along out of pure pity and confirming that he wasn't worth their time to finish off. And to top it all off? His dog was missing!

He didn't remember a lot after passing out. The Senshi patted Baldwin on the head and then Buddingtonite passed out. When he woke up, he was moved to a different location, and his dog, his beloved Irish wolfhound, was gone! The moment he could stand, he was up and looking for him, remaining in his powered state simply due to hoping to find someone out there to cipher energy from, as well as perhaps attract attention from his allies. Though he knew it might also lure in the attention of enemies as well, but it was a risk he had to take.

He had to find Baldwin, before he got hurt!

"Here, Baldwin... it's me, Daddy! Where did you go?" He looked and looked, roaming the streets, not once realizing that he was attracting the attention of, yet, another Mirror Wraith. He had no intention of recruiting tonight, nor picking a fight. He only wanted to find his dog and go HOME! "BALDWIN, for crying out loud... where are you?! Don't... make Daddy angry!"

It was around this time that Buddingtonite was starting to get real sick and tired of people, or things, trying to sneak up on him, and a lot of that frustration showed as he turned to the sudden voice behind him and almost took a swipe at him. Where did this young man come from?! Why did he not sense his approach?!

All of this was answered, however, when he looked the young man over and noticed his attire wasn't like that of any person involved in this war, and he let out a relieved sigh, practically crumbling at Dominic's feet as he laughed at himself. "Oh, thank heavens... a civilian and nothing more!"

It took him a moment to collect himself, and the moment he did, he addressed the youth's offer. Not once did he consider recruiting him, as his mind was simply on more important matters, and he allowed for a bit of his desperation to show as he talked about Baldwin. "It's my dog, you see. Baldwin. He's an Irish wolfhound- you can't miss him! He's the size of a horse!"

A minor exaggeration, unless he was resting his front paws on his shoulders. But Buddingtonite left that part out. That wasn't important. He needed help finding his dog, and he'd gladly take assistance from anyone he could find, perhaps even a Senshi or Page. "If you can help me find him, I'll be sure to reward you... he's my best friend, you see-"

His words fell dead in his lips, as he felt his hair rising on the back of his neck. The aura he suddenly felt reminded him of the creature that had caused this mess to begin with, and like a hare hearing the sounds of a rustling bush during hunting season, he stood straight up and looked around. "Not another one!"

"Why? Why does God hate me?!" Buddingtonite knew that if there was another officer watching him that he was making himself look like a frantic goose, but after what he had just dealt with and the disappearance of his beloved Baldwin, how the hell was he suppose to act? Dominic was fortunate that the lieutenant had enough wit about him to not just knock him back, take his bike, and flee at that very moment. Not to say that the thought didn't cross Buddingtonite's mind, but what stopped him from committing such an act was perhaps the smallest sliver of nobility that tried to exist within him, when it wasn't be smothered with such negative thoughts and impulses.

What Buddingtonite did, however, was stand in front of the young man in a defensive position, remembering that he was a lieutenant of the Negaverse and that he had a responsibility to protect the citizens of Destiny City, even if the threat came from his own allies. The way that Dominic shouted, it told Buddingtonite that he, too, had his fair share of run-ins with the beasties, and that was enough for the lieutenant to consider the best course of action.

"We need to get out of here..." Buddingtonite told Dominic, motioning to the bike. He wanted so desperately to render him unconscious and take the bike for himself, but the thought of petty theft and leaving a civilian behind to fend for himself would have likely put him in serious trouble with the higher ups, and that was something that the lieutenant feared more than the nearly visible Mirror Wraith that glided towards them. "I've have enough of those things and I've only seen one!"

In his opinion, one was enough. He wanted so desperately to find his dog, but how could he even think to look for Baldwin with another Mirror Wraith on the loose?!

As a Negaverse lieutenant, Buddingtonite was blessed with rather super human speed, and he was more than grateful for it as it made keeping up with the pedaling Dominic so much easier. He could only hope that his stamina would hold out, and given the feast the last Mirror Wraith had on the lieutenant, he wasn't going to get his hopes up. But that certainly didn't mean he wasn't going to try. Buddingtonite ran as fast as his wobbly feet could take him, huffing and puffing and all the while turning his head back to look between the human on the bike and the shadow Wraith that gave chase.

"Those things are an abomination and need to be eradicated immediately! Or put on a tighter leash!" In truth, Buddingtonite wasn't sure what they were, but he suspected they belonged to the Dark Mirror Court, given that they were shadowy, floating mirrors and such. It was a safe assumption on his part, and he cursed himself for not drilling Remarque any deeper to get an answer out of him as to what they were or why they seemed to be attacking everything willy-nilly. "And your guess is as good as mine as to why we keep running into them! Maybe it's their mating season? I wish I could tell you!"

And he meant it. He was starting to get winded, and he looked to the back of the bike, huffing, puffing, and wondering if there was enough room for him to jump onto back and ride for a bit. The last encounter wore him out, and it reflected in his voice, as well as his momentary stumble that almost sent him face first into the pavement but thankfully he caught himself. "I normally attract... a different KIND of beast... but these? No, these are new to me. And I'd wish they'd leave me alone!"

He shot a question to the youth, glancing back and unable to help but notice that the Wraith was gaining ground on them. "Say, got room on that bike?"

"Man-eating cats? I've never seen one in my life... UNLESS you mean a tiger or a lion..." Buddingtonite wasted no time, and the moment that Dominic slowed down, he jumped onto the back of the bike, just managing to plant his feet onto the two silver rods that held the back tire in place, and he grabbed onto Dominic's shoulders. He didn't mean to squeeze so hard but given the circumstance, he figured that an apology wasn't necessary. What was important was getting the hell away from those damned things! "No, the beasts I attract are annoying little kids in sailor suits and their magic... I'd much rather be dealing with them than these things right now!"

When asked how to get rid of it, Buddingtonite didn't want to completely admit that he had no idea how. He didn't want to admit that it was one of those fanatics in a sailor suit that saved him from the first one, so he tried his best to explain without having to mention her. "Well... right now it's transparent, so anything we try is just going to pass through it. And the minute it latched onto me, it started to drain my strength... but became solid enough for it to be destroyed."

Which mean that someone had to sacrifice enough energy to solidify the beast so that they could smash it. And that someone certainly wasn't going to be himself. He donated enough energy to the first Mirror Wraith as it was... however, he wasn't quick to throw Dominic to the wolves just yet. "Maybe we can find a stray animal, or a hobo... distract it with them so that we can either escape or smash it."

If Buddingtonite was a dastardly fellow, he might have tried to render his driver unconscious and taken his bike for himself, leaving the fellow to fend for himself against the out of control Mirror Wraith. After all, as far as he knew, this guy was nothing more than a civilian and he'd be doing the Dark Mirror Court a huge favor, right? Giving them a sacrifice, especially one was eager and energetic at this one, would have been beneficial to him later on as leverage!

But it would mean risking a crash and the plan going horribly awry, and not to mention the very idea of spitting on the face of hospitality didn't settle well with the lieutenant, even in this dire need. So, for now, Dominic was safe, at least from Buddingtonite and any thought of treachery that might have been brewing in that gorgeous red hair of his.

Dominic's question caused Buddingtonite to look in the direction he pointed, seeing the foot and truly hoping that the fellow on the other end wasn't dead, otherwise it'd be completely useless. Drunk, homeless, maybe even mugged and left for dead- either way, the perfect target, and Buddingtonite wasted no time, fastening his hat securely on his head and making his move. "That'll do nicely, if he's alive. Keep going- in case I miss or twist my ankle, just keep on riding."

Sure, he sounded all brave and noble, but it was only to hide the not-so-secret desire that Dominic would return for him should the worst happen, and without another warning, he leapt off of the bike and came to land behind the Mirror Wraith. He didn't take time not brag about how much he stuck that landing, running towards the hobo and not even bothering to look back to see if he had caught the Wraith's attention or if it simply continued after Dominic in its lust for energy. He ran for the homeless man, making such a noise to warrant its attention, and by the time he grabbed the man by the shabby coat and pulled him up, the Mirror Wraith was upon him, ensnarling his victim and making quick work, and Buddingtonite immediately released the now screaming man and ran after Dominic, screaming at him as he scrambled to jump back on the bike. "GO, GO, GO!"

Well, it was certainly one way of getting one's heart pumped, that was for sure! Buddingtonite wished that he had time to admire just how awesome he had to have looked pulling off that little stunt. Maybe even see if there was perhaps a security camera near by so that he could see about getting a copy of the stunt to show off to others, yet the desire to survive this encounter was still ever present in his mind… he had to make sure he lived long enough to tell of this little adventure to Serpentine…

It seemed that their plan to use the homeless man as bait had paid off, at least he got that impression when Dominic came to a screeching halt. He barely clung onto the teen and stopped himself from flying off the bike, steadying himself first before looking back at the scene, hearing the poor homeless man screaming as the Mirror Wraith continued its consumption. As horrible as a human being that he was to have done that, Buddingtonite couldn't help but give a great sigh of relief and all of his strength went into stopping himself from wrapping his arms around the teen and giving him such a hug. That would have been just a little weird… well, weirder, given the circumstances.

He arched a brow at Dominic's statement, however, and he couldn't help but flash him a wry grin, as he hopped off his bike and gave a stretch. While the wraith did seem appeased with its meal, Buddingtonite wasn't eager to get any closer, as he addressed his cohort and rescuer. "What's their to feel bad about? It's a dog eat dog world, and besides, he'll be just fine. It only wants energy, last I checked anyway… I do owe you a bit of gratitude this evening, don't I? Anything coming to mind, dear valiant knight?"

Throughout the harrowing ordeal, Buddingtonite never really once considered that he might have allowed a little too much information to slip to the civilian that saved his life and in doing so would have opened the door to opportunities, but the thought simply never crossed his mind. Once the hobo's screams faded away and the Mirror Wraith, fully visible and solid, returned to the realm in which it had escaped from, sparing the two from anymore Benny Hill styled chases for the evening. To Buddingtonite, that alone was a great relief…

He was preparing himself for Dominic's request, yet it was a simple one, and one that he certainly had every intention of doing once they went their different paths. That made the red-headed lieutenant arc a brow, questioning him before allowing the matter to drop as it was a way for him to get out of anything too big for him to supply. "Really? No money, no bullies for me to mess up, no other favors? Very well, consider it done… Have a safe night, then."

On that note, the lieutenant grabbed his hat and tipped it as he gave his knight a bow, before turning away and returning to his desperate search for Baldwin. He was a tall and lanky Irish wolfhound- how hard could it have been to find the brute now that the immediate danger was over?