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Cyllene was on a hunt. Not for Negaverse Agents to fight. Not for youma to save. Tonight, Cyllene was on a hunt for one person in particular. She needed to apologize. She needed to talk. She desperately needed answers and she was pretty sure that the General King in blue, Zinkenite is his name she was told, was the only person who could give them to her.

So she walked. She walked through the park, the dimly lit streets of downtown Destiny City, the crappier parts of town. Hopping from rooftop to rooftop, sticking to the shadows she assumed a Negaverse Agent would lurk in.

When she felt the strong, almost nauseating power signature of Negaverse Royalty, she knew he had to be nearby- or at least she hoped, because ******** if she wanted to run into another General King or Queen.

"Zinkeniteeeeeee~" she called into the darkness with a sing-song tone to her voice. "Are you out thereeeee?" She clamped her hands behind her back as she stood and waited.

Oh ******** swallowed hard when Zinkenite moved into view and didn't look all too impressed nor happy with her. okay, so maybe she spat citric acid in his eyes last time they had a very brief encounter. And now she needed a favor.

Welp.

She scratched at the back of her head and took a few weary steps closer to him, plastering a stupid looking grin on her face. Good thing she smoked a giant fatty before going out to look for him, or she might be a whole lot more on edge.

"Dude I've been a first stage Senshi for like 80 years, this is getting ******** ridiculous. Okay maybe not really 80, but 2 years feels like foreverrrrrrrr!" Having a potty mouth in front of a General King was clearly not of her concern. She watched as he lifted his goggled to cover his eyes and quirked an eyebrow at him.

Then laughed (a nervous reaction) when he summoned his weapon.

Oh ******** x 2.

"I don't want a rematch, really. I just uh... I have questions. I think. I mean, I don't even know if I have questions anymore. I want to join you. I think. Your team, your side. Whatever. I don't ******** know. Benitoite told me it's possible and that I'd have to find you. And well... Low and behold, here you are."

"I... I'm sorry?" It was meant to be an apology, but it came out as a question. Its not that she wasn't sorry, she was just horribly intimidated by the General King. She watched the smoke bomb roll between his fingers until it disappeared into thin air.

And then suddenly they were moving, because she didn't think his request to walk was one that was optional.

At least she could follow orders?

"I don't know a lot about this war, regardless of how long I've been a Senshi, but I do know that the White Moon is lacking. Lacking in strength, structure, order, compassion, everything. And they hunt and kill your youma without a second thought. I have yet to see a Senshi do any good. They don't even treat their own teammates with kindness and respect. Do you want me to go on? "

Cyllene glanced at him as she walked by his side." You don't have to believe me, but I'm a first stage Senshi, I promise there ain't much I can do. I left my team and I spit citric acid, "she laughed.

"I.... I want to grow, and be strong, and fight with your youma instead of against them."

Cyllene let out a breath that she didin't realize she was holding when Zink finally pulled down the mask and goggles- a sign that he trusted her to some tiny extent.

"I wouldn't say I'm much of a thinker," she said quietly, a small laugh added to the end of her statement. She was more of a do-without-thinking type of girl. Or a do-with-thinking-but-under-the-influence-so-its-probably-a-bad-idea would be more accurate. "But thanks."

When he asked his question, that made Cyllene stop in her tracks. Now that she thought about it, she really had no idea what exactly switching sides entailed.

"I dunno. I don't know if it matters, really. I know you get giant gapping holes in your head and chest. I know my outfit will be black instead of white." She shrugged her shoulders. "If there's more to it, I don't think I want to know. I'd rather just do it, no regrets, y'know?"

"My memory isn't exactly my greatest feature," she said with a laugh. "It might be nice to forget. To start fresh. When you're known as the bad kid that gets stuck at the seminary, a new life might not be so bad. Maybe then people would see me as more than the pot-smoking compulsive liar."

She blinked a few times as she stared back at him. "I'm not afraid of pain. It's okay if it hurts."

Cyllene's lips pursed for a moment before she began chewing the inside of her lip. "Turn me now. I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want to go home and have the chance to change my mind."

Okay, so maybe she shouldn't be making demands to a General King. Nor did she realize that she is a useless first stage Senshi that is likely of no benefit to Zinkenite in her current state. But that didn't matter to Cyllene. What mattered was that she was tired of fighting for and with people that could care less about her.

Not yet? What the hell?

Her bottom lip stuck out in a pout, both from him telling her that he would not corrupt her and because he told her to stop chewing on it.

She listened though, as he told her what he required in order for her to join them. She needed to impress him. How the heck was a wussy White Moon Senshi supposed to impress a General King? Cyllene would need to go big or go home- and she was all about going big.

"Fine. You just wait, I'll impress you and you'll wish you just did it now!"

Her cheeks flushed pink when he picked up her hand- but when he slipped the sphere into her hand instead of kissing it, a look of confusion crossed her face. Then suddenly her jaw dropped and her eyes shot down to stare at the sphere in the palm of her hand. <******** b*****d," she said with a nervous laugh before dropping the sphere to the ground and turning to run in the opposite direction to get away before the blast went off.