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Spring meant the end of winter, and the beginning of spring showers. Xenotime always did like the rain. As a kid she used to lay awake and listen the sound of storms rolling through and pounding her little house with sheets of rain. Tonight's shower wasn't half so hard as all that, just a mild sprinkling, but the punk of a teen wasn't picky. She would take what she could get.

Currently she was making the rounds along the less traveled streets of down town Destiny City. Not strictly on patrol, though if she happened upon an order aligned warrior she wouldn't hesitate to face them. Naw, tonight was for the rain.

Hands out at her sides, palms up, she aught the cool droplets at the fell. It was perhaps a little brisk, but She'd been waiting all winter for the rain to come back. All the dead things would be coming back to life, and everything around her smelled of spring rain. It was a good night.

Xenotime's leisurely stroll came to a stop as she picked up on the other aura that had come into range. It had her tipping her head to the side, turning as she sought to decipher what exactly it was, and finally smiling when she realized it was a knight. Order was order, but no two factions shared the exact same flavor, and the lieutenant was getting quite good at telling them apart at a distance.

She would pay this page (for it was a page.) a little visit, and perhaps they could have a nice little chat. Apparently they could be converted, called into the chaos to join their ranks. So she was eager now, to do just that. To prove herself to her General-King, and raise within the ranks. She had already been praised for her fierceness in battle, but she still wanted more.

So the darkness did indeed come, like a bat out of hell. Sprinting along the sidewalk before jumping up the fire escape until she landed with a sharp clack of heels on the building ledge across from the page.

"Good evening." Her voice was friendly enough, but it held an edge of restraint. "I thought we could have a little talk, you and I." One gloved hand rose, fingers spreading in an inviting gesture. She'd try for a peaceful conversation, and if that didn't work.. Well, it wouldn't break her heart if the page wasn't open to joining them. It would just mean she got release some of that pent up energy.

"About the forces of good and evil, and where everybody stands in this war," she mused, chuckling faintly. "What else?"The lieutenant's hands dropped to her side, swinging once before coming up to cross loosely under the swell of her bust. For the moment she would do what she could to come off as relatively nonthreatening. There would always be time for other things later if this Page wasn't much interested in talking.

"There's a pretty bold, firm line drawn in the sand between Order and Chaos, wouldn't you say?" Her head cocked to one side, smile twitching. "But I think you would agree, Order does not always mean good, just as Chaos does not always mean evil, or even bad."

She took a step closer, shaking her head to send purple wisps tickling her cheeks. "But I'm getting a little ahead of myself. Where are my manners?" If anything, the lieutenant sounded excited. It wasn't exactly friendly, but not outright hostile. The promise of violence was there, but with Xenotime that was to be expected. Their conversation could ride the razors edge of civility, where one wrong word might prove the page a waste of her time. She hoped not, it would reflect so amazingly well on her if she could lay out the goals of the negaverse in a way that left room for the other woman to doubt where she stood.

She didn't bother offering her hand, because she knew the page wouldn't take it. "I'm Xenotime, lieutenant of the Negaverse, and protector of earth."

"Certainly," she persisted, that eager smile never leaving her face as she took another step forward to counter the page's step back. "Aren't you curious? It would be only natural if you were." It was manipulation at it's finest. All the more believable for the thread of sincerity that was interwoven though out. Xenotime didn't much care for the individual members of the opposing side, but she could admit to a general interest in their thoughts and ideals. Not enough to bother pursuing, but it would have been incredibly short sighted not to at least wonder.

"It's nice to meet you." The lieutenant licked her lips, a flash of soft pink against vivid lipstick. Of course she was trying to lead the other girl somewhere. It was the only thing that saved her from an unprovoked attack. For the moment Delphi represented an opportunity, she could just as easily be something worth taking out. It didn't matter to Xe, not really. She would love the praise that came from having lead astray the page, but she didn't need it. It was up to the Delphi where this meeting lead. Everything dependent upon the answers she gave. "You would think," she offered mildly, commenting on the observation of chaos representing disorganization. "But it's quite the opposite, really. Our ranks of very organized, though I'm sure you've heard. Militaristic, efficient."

The soldier chuckled, raising a hand to tuck a long strand of bright hair behind the curve of her ear. "Quite the opposite of the white moon and their allies, from what I hear."