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"He's blonde General. Just as tall as me. You can't really miss him. He'll probably be screaming variant of my civilian name. Since he doesn't really know abo-" Lellouch's words were cut off as Wolframite swept her off her feet. "...About this side of me. But he'll figure it out soon enough." She grumbled up at the tiny General. She sighed and reached up to snap the band that held up her hair and tore up up her fuku a bit before eventually messing up her hair. Her lip twitched. "I would absolutely love that if it's allowed." And then her eyes flickered to Buddingtonite. "And for the love of hell can we not scream surprise? Plea- OW s**t!!" She yelled.

Damocles was barely containing the urge to just run off and find his sister. But running off now would be a bad idea... Right? "Jay?! Jay where are you!" The blonde yelled, only to be met with silence. "We need to find her Tantalus. What should we do-" The Super was cut off as another high pitched scream cut through the air. "Jay!" They had to move, now.

There was a brief moment that General Buddingtonite almost regretted his decision to volunteer himself, but he figured that it was far too late to back out of his obligation now, at least not without looking like a spineless coward. After all, he may have been standing in for his friend and looking for long-term recruitment within their White Moon and knight 'allies', but that didn't mean he was willing to lay down his life for such a cause. Not that he thought the cause was weak or that Wolframite didn't have a good reason to (quite the opposite), but simply because he rather enjoyed living and the benefits that came with it. Living was great! Living was wonderful! Of course, that'd make him a hypocrite for removing the starseeds and therefor lives of the DMC this evening, wouldn't it?

Not like he really cared. From what he gathered, they could not be recruited into the Negaverse due to their parasitic mirror-soul mumbo jumbo, therefor they were rather useless to Buddingtonite for the moment. Not that he held that against them- not their fault their souls were pulled through a mirror and taken from them. But still, from a recruiters' standpoint, a waste of time, and no doubt their friendly business relations would go up in smoke, so thus far killing them all was the best and only option, and Buddingtonite would only lament the lost of their adorable little outfits.

Ah, what a waste of such beautiful fabric. Those adorable little fukus, with their sheer, see-through fabric. To think, they'd be bloodstained before fading away into the great nothing that waited after death... if only he could salvage that material somehow, implement it on his uniform.

He felt a pair of eyes on him and realized that their White Phoenix was talking to him, decked head to toe in his disguise and putting his own disguise to shame. He had come dressed prepared and even had a cute matching mask with the lieutenant he swore to protect, even when she wasn't at his side. He lent his Soldat steel cap to Lt. Turquoise for safe keeping, revealing his brilliant red hair and making sure his Mardi Gras-colored cat mask didn't damage a single strand of it, a festive mask but it could never compare to the beauty of White Phoenix.

Not that he was here to compete with him. No, this was his show, and he a supporting actor. On that was eager to say his line and retreat to the safetly of backstage once the real show started. However, a promise was a promise, and until that moment came, Buddingtonite was eager to take the stage. "My pleasure."

He moved closer to Lellouch, frowning profusely when she request he not yell surprise, but he wasn't going to openly defy her. "You're no fun..."

He may have gotten a little too much enjoyment when Wolframite grabbed her hair and gave it a yank, snickering softly but just loud enough to where he was certain she heard him, as if that'd be payback for not letting him have his fun. There was no time to relish the moment as the two blips were moving towards them, and while his weapon was out, he had it positioned where his blades were not completely visible, thanks to the roses and his cape. "If that doesn't catch their attention, then they're simply deaf."

This was going to be fun, shout or no shout.

He saw the DMCers round the corner and reached up to hold Lellouch in front of him. He placed one arm around her upper half, with the other seeming tight around her neck. This was a little difficult and required Lelloch to lean back a bit and kneel a little considering Wolframite’s height, but it only helped to make her look defeated in his opinion.
“Oh look. Unwanted company. I guess this is who you were calling out to?” He said, moving right into the act. It was easy considering he didn’t like either groups he was associating with, be it Order or DMC, and he gripped her neck a little more tightly but not enough to keep her from calling out. Lellouch calling out was part of the flare that would drive the urgency home.
“Bad enough we have to deal with the likes of you, but to be messing around with them.” He jerked Lellouch to the side a bit.
He looked over at the two DMC senshi who had arrived, making sure they were able to see Lellouch and also to hear her with every gasp and breath. “I don’t have time to deal with weak trash like you just feeding off our side.” He made a show of looking around and hten looking back to them with a smile. “I bet no one would even notice you two went missing along with this one. I bet your starseeds taste like dogfood. Maybe I’ll find a stray to give it to.”
“But first…”
He turned his head, leaning close inot Lellouch and turned his lips to her ear. “I got to finish my fun with this one. I still haven’t even started to get to know her.” He then bite into her ear, hard.
I want to tear it off and spit it at them.
He resisted the impulse, and turned back to them once he was finished. “You two. Go and kill them both. They are just trash DMC anyways. No one will miss them. Just make sure to off their starseeds so their b***h leader doesn’t try putting them back.” He said, and turned, dragging Lellouch towards the factory behind them. “I’m going to have some private time with this one.”
He said, hoping that a protective brother would get the hint.

"Oh shove it. You'll live if you don't scream it..." Lellouch growled quietly at Buddingtonite as she got in place before Wolframite confronted the pair.

"What if it is. Are you sure you want to do this General? They're more trouble then they look." The senshi spat, trying to jerk herself 'free' from Wolframite's grip. More trouble then they were worth. The fingers around her through made her roll her shoulders and set her jaw every time they so much as twitched. Lellouch glanced at the pair of DMCers before them. "Please, you have to stop them." She pleaded. "It's me, I swear! You have to believe me!" The blonde senshi cried, breathe hitching when the grip tightened, and she jerked on instinct alone yelping a loud no in the process.. Lellouch tensed when he leaned in, and she managed to not throw him a 'what the ******** are you doing' look.

The bite to her ear was unexpected. Really unexpected.

She screamed of course, cursing as she almost elbowed the General in the side. His words had her stopping, and Lellouch found she was glad her hair was now in her face because what the hell. The girl had counted on some tossing about like trash, but not that. She could feel blood cresting the broken flesh before spilling over. Her flailing to get out of the bite probably did more harm then good. Oh well...

Lellouch tripped and staggered as Wolframite dragged her back, thrashing, yelling and cursing all the while for added effect. "Let go you a*****e!" She growled. The girl turned back to find Buddingtonite going after Tantalus, and was it her imagination or did he look way to happy about this whole endeavor? Whatever, she'd leave the General to his own devices. Her eyes narrowed as she watched them separate her brother from his partner before they were cut off from her field of vision.

"I want my brother dead General." She grumbled as she jerked her hands free from his grasp. She just hoped this plan worked so that he would end up just that.

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Damocles just stared. ...That.. that girl was Jay? He glanced at Tantalus quick before setting his sights on the General who had his sister. "Let her go!" He yelled, taking a few steps forward. "If you hurt he-" The scream cut him off and Damocles felt his blood boil, despite draining from when the General bit down on her ear. They needed to get Jay, and get out of there. Now. "Get off her! Now" The blonde senshi stressed every word once again moving forward. If he could just get to her... maybe.

But Damocles stopped again when Wolframite spoke, dragging his sister back as a red haired man shot forward throwing a weapon at Tantalus. "No!" He yelled. This wasn't happening. This was not happening!

"Why, I'd love to," Alkaid smiled in answer to Wolframite's command, sliding her eyes sideways toward the newcomers, "starseeds are delicious." Her eyes narrowed on Damocles as she spoke, turning her body to face him.

She straightened her shoulders and took a few pointed steps forward before she pulled both hands down to her waist. One brow raised, giving her smile a daring edge. "Misguiding Light!" Alkaid thrust her hands upward on the last syllable, letting fly an orb the size of a beach ball that glowed like a tiny sun. It swirled with rings upon rings, flying like comets around the nucleus. It was beautiful, and entrancing. So entrancing that nothing else mattered..

Alkaid felt her spell land as the orb soared out from her, never letting her eyes stray from the brilliant light. She had to concentrate, but it came so naturally by now that it was easier than breathing. She held the orb there for some time as the General went after the weaker boy, letting the hypnosis drop only once she was sure he could grab Tantalus and squeeze by with no contest from the other boy.

Senshi were easy.

With a glance at Buddingtonite that clearly said 'finish your business quickly', Alkaid stepped back and waited at the edge of battle. She'd escort the General and the hostage back, but he seemed to have things under control for now.

The senshi was torn between doing just what his partner had told him to do and staying put and trying to get Tantalus out of harms ways. He looked between the General and the dark senshi before him. In his unease, Damocles was ensnared easily in the blondes attack. When it broke he blinked, shaking his head to clear the fog from his mind.

He growled at the read headed General, his blood boiling at the words he spoke. Those things would not be happening. Not as long as he was still breathing. "You won't touch him." He growled. He wouldn't let Tantalus get hurt again. Not like that. "Wait!" Damocles called as he saw the man began to run. "...What... What if we trade? You let him go, and I'll go with you. No fighting, no resisting. I swear. Just, please. Let him go." Glancing between his opponents, Damocles held up his hands in surrender, throwing Tantalus an apologetic look. A super is better then a basic right?

From the moment the General grabbed him and the strange Corrupted Senshi's spell broke, Tantalus was struggling, flailing against Buddingtonite's grip because hell if he was going to be taken hostage without a fight. He only stopped when Damocles made his offer, and that was mostly out of sheer shock that his boyfriend would be such a colossal idiot - but then again, maybe he ought not have been too surprised. This was Damocles...

There was absolutely nothing comforting in having the offer accepted, and the brown-haired Dakr Mirror lay on the ground, catching his breath, where Buddingtonite had dropped him - at least until he could sit up, by which point the General and Damocles were already long gone. And the way that redheaded b*****d had threatened both of them - hell if he was going to leave his boyfriend to his tender mercies.

It was a matter of weighing options, then. Option one: he could attempt a rescue all on his own, against three highly-ranked officers with the power to teleport and kill with both their weapons and, if they got close enough, a simple hand into the chest, when all he had was approximately zero combat skill and unuseable magic.

Obviously, that was not an option. It would end, undoubtedly, with him, Damocles, and Jaysen all dead.

Option two: Call the goddamn cavalry.

He pulled out his mirror communicator, standing up and ignoring, as best he could, the pain in his back, his gut, his chest. "Leto, it's Tantalus - I've encountered something of a, ah, situation. A couple of Negaverse generals have Damocles, and I could use some assistance in getting him back."