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The days seemed to stretch on longer than they had before, the recent events still weighing heavily on Kallichore's mind. Those crystals, all those people drained or dead, and for what? Having seen Vespa on the battlefield that day, but not since, had the eternal worried for her corrupted counterpart. She sincerely hoped he was alright, that he hadn't been punished for any transgressions. She hoped his family was alright and this Mica character hadn't followed through on her threats to his family.

She had no way to contact him, no cellphone number with which to call him. White Moon Senshi and those corrupted by Chaos had no connection in anything other than name. She had hoped to receive more information before Vespa was eventually purified but that was now taking a backseat to his safety and security.

Laying in the grass of the park where they first met, Kallichore took to passing the time by updating the Primer. Her small audio recorder was in her hand and she was quietly dictating to it, recording, rewinding, erasing and re-recording as things came to her. ""Zirconia states that Dark Mirror starseeds have an unusual tone and resonance, and makes note that all other starseeds do not make any kind of sound..."

"...furthermore, my interactions with the Dark Mirror seed seem ineffectual, as it does not behave unusually..."

Her mental radar went off then, a blip and then beacon of darkness somewhere on the horizon of her mind's eye. Kallichore snapped up the recorder and hid it in her sleeve, whirling around to face whoever had so suddenly powered up and appeared. Whoever they were, they held the same rank she did. How could she not notice? Kallichore inwardly kicked herself for being so engrossed in this project that she couldn't be bothered to scan every ten or so minutes as she usually did.

Narrowing her eyes, it was difficult to discern shapes out in the darkened parts of the park. No streetlights were present, no lamps illuminating a nearby walking path, no - she was more than far enough away from light sources so as not to be so easily seen by civilians. But none of them could hide their powers from each other. Through the thick of trees and wild brush, she saw a shape. She knew who she hoped it would be, curse their inability to tell each other apart. Blonde hair had flashed through a sliver of moonlight and Kallichore tried not to hold out hope until she was sure.

The visor gave him away. "...Vespa?" she called, trying to keep her voice low to avoid stirring up trouble. "Is that you?"

Kallichore let go of the breath she didn't realize she was holding and dropped to a kneel before Vespa, looking him over for wounds.

"...they're onto you?" Damn. She knew it had to happen sooner or later and she cursed herself for not having everything set up and ready for him just yet. She was still working out how to safely ferry someone of Chaos alignment to a willing royal to purify, all while dancing around the politics of the White Moon. Now Vespa was clearly in mortal danger and she had nowhere safe to take him.

That's when the idea hit her.

It was a rash decision but Kallichore felt she had no other options. If Negaverse agents were after Vespa right this very moment, Kallichore couldn't teleport them away. She didn't have that power. The two of them could fight off pursuers, certainly, but that would lend even more credence to the idea that Vespa was a turncoat, thus putting his family in danger. And... if this all turned out to be a ruse, that Vespa wasn't a traitor and was simply a mole... Kallichore shook her head. She didn't want to think of this as a mistake or of the Wasp Senshi as someone he explained he wasn't. Leaning down, she grasped one of his hands in urgency.

"Vespa, I know somewhere safe to take you, but you have to trust me. Can you do that?" With her free hand, Kallichore flicked her wrist and produced her cellphone - a senshi's preferred method of interstellar transportation.

"Just close your eyes and we'll be there before you know it."

Concentrating, Kallichore could hear the soft, addled song of her homeworld and she focused on it before pressing the button on her cellphone. In an instant, the Earth beneath them melted away and they were catapulted into space, careening as mere streaks of energy through the fabric of space. Kallichore knew the corrupted senshi did not have a connection to the home planet, that it was severed when Chaos touched their starseeds, but maybe... just maybe... Vespa could see the place he once called home thousands of years ago.

The surface of Kallichore was overwhelmingly green, very much unlike the senshi that represented it. Scattered ruins of an ancient village lay around them, bones of wooden structures tossed about like a great wind had blown them over. In the center of the ruined village sat a Greecian-like stone temple, only three columns of the original eight still standing and there was no roof to be seen. Once oriented, Kallichore turned to make sure Vespa was safe behind him. "Are you alright, Vespa?"

There was a soft breeze and the smell of pine and sea salt in the air. The moon was as still as a painting, no life to be seen.

Kallichore was more than relieved to see Vespa arrive in one piece. Truth be told, she was concerned that perhaps the magics that cloaked the moon from the eyes of Earth would tear the corrupted senshi apart on impact. It would be noted in the Primer later that corrupted senshi could, in fact, take to space and arrive unharmed. She nodded slowly in response to Vespa's comments about the greenery. Kallichore herself never imagined her home world would look like this. She turned away for a moment, hiding a blush of pride that spread across the bridge of her nose. "...thank you. I'm fond of it."

The eternal senshi took a few steps towards the temple, centered in the middle of the dead village with all the other buildings radiating around it. Vespa stood atop a large, circular stone tablet, carved intricately in an alien language neither of them knew. "I don't honestly know if it's inhabitable, but I haven't tested it. I imagine the soil must have some nutrients in it, since the grasses and sparse trees continue to grow." Kallichore pointed to the mountain range that seemed to engulf them on both sides, the senshi situated in a valley flanked by huge mounds of earth and rock. "Just..." She lowered her hand and with it, her voice. "...all the people are gone, save for ghosts I occasionally see."

She idly wondered if perhaps Vespa could see them too. Kallichore turned back around and walked towards her companion, hands clasped before her. "Chaos can't find us here. They won't detect you, even though you're powered up. You're safe here." She was silent for a moment, tilting her head, wondering. "You wanted to speak? In private? I apologize... I'm still trying to find out who can help you and where to take you for safety... I'm afraid I don't have a great deal of money or high connections in that regard." Shameful, really.

"Mm." came a reply, her eyes focusing on the ground somewhere to the left of Vespa's foot. "Sometimes I'm sad to see them, but more often, I think of them as half-living memories. They don't communicate with me. At least, not in any appreciable way I've been able to detect. It's more like..." Kallichore's brow furrowed for a moment as if she were searching for the right word. "...it's more the like the moon is remembering what life was like before Chaos."

But the rest of that story was for another time.

She focused on him again and took a few steps forward. "Never think it's not worth it, Vespa. If anything, you've already paid whatever debts you think you owe. You've become aware of what is and what is not right by your own standards - someone didn't tell you to leave and to speak with me or anyone else. You're doing this at a great risk. That's not uselessness, Vespa. That's bravery. And if nothing else, I sincerely respect that. There are so few who would even consider the notion, let alone follow through, and you're doing so selflessly. We are all very proud of you for that accomplishment."

Kallichore was not a senshi keen on warm and fuzzy emotions. She was more the stern and strict older sister or aunt type and she lacked the cozy-sweater feel of her past life. Still, she had tried in the best way she could.

From the depths of her sleeve, the senshi pulled out the recorder she was using to dictate new updates to the Primer. "We can use this, if you're comfortable with it. I usually record myself, then transcribe it on a notepad. It's a little old fashioned but... maybe this place is where I get it from?" If Vespa ever were to venture further, he'd discover just how agrarian the moon for which she was named truly was. Farm equipment and beasts of burden were probably the greatest technological breakthroughs the culture had ever seen. "I'm ready whenever you are. Please, take your time."

Kallichore furrowed her brow for a moment, wondering if her moon truly was sentient or not. "I... I don't know. Maybe they're memories tied to this place and that's it, like how some mediums on Earth can touch an object and see the person associated with it. Energy, maybe. I don't know." She ended it with a shrug, wondering then what Vespa's homeworld would hold for him, what his life was like back during the Silver Millennium.

She listened patiently as Vespa spoke, ears catching on the mention of a Spec-Ops branch. So they were even more organized than initially thought, organizing their troops further into branches with a specific purpose. "Vespa, could you tell us more about these branches? This is new information to me and I'm very interested in it. And bringing the Rift into Destiny City... I hear Bischofite may have been to thank for that. I'm hearing rumors here and there about some grand master plan he had..." Which didn't surprise her. He was classic Negaverse through and through.

"...and, are there any others in higher power? I know of Zinkenite, Ares, Leto and Remarque. Did any others promote to this high rank? Anyone else we should be wary of?"

The eternal stood there, silent and patient as the recorder took down all the details. This information would be very important for both newly-awakened senshi and the veterans. "Thank you, Vespa. This information will save many lives. You've painted a clearer picture of how the Negaverse works. It's a perverse machine, keeping its workers mostly blind and fat and happy on a diet of lies... You'll be escaping it soon. I'll be sure of it." Kallichore cursed the Negaverse under her breath, knowing the night is darkest before the dawn, but keeping hope alive was like keeping a candle lit in a windstorm.

Zinkenite, Howlite, Apatite, Laurelite... Add those names to the ones I already know of and... we're vastly outnumbered.

Damn.

She took a few steps forward and looked down at her hand, watching the recorder's wheels spinning, waiting. It was the greatest listener and had an impeccable memory. "I don't mean to pry, Vespa, but if there's anything else you'd like to say, here is the best place to say it. We'll leave whenever you're ready, or..." Kallichore trailed off and tilted her head, brown eyes soaring off into the distance, down the valley to the castle she knew lay in wait. "...if it suits you, I could take you on a tour. But that is entirely up to you."