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Chalcanthite was on patrol once more, making his way around the city and draining people to meet his quota. His arm was now healed and his pride was in better standing as well. Perhaps he might bump into something interesting tonight to separate each of the mechanical motions he felt he was going through this evening in particular. He could not get certain things off his mind as it was the anniversary of his great grandfather's death. He stopped for a break and sat above the Starbucks, pulling out his electronic cigarette and taking a long drag from it before blowing large O's out into the night sky. He blew smaller ones through the larger ones for fun as he leaned back and looked up at the night sky. Many things had changed since his great grandfather had passed away.

It was then he sensed an aura somewhat like his own but stronger in a way. Perhaps it was a general or someone like Lellouch, a corrupt senshi. Either way he straightened himself up and awaited their arrive since they seemed to be on a direct path with his current location.

He nearly jumped when he saw her, half expecting her to punch or otherwise attempt to harm him for teleporting Bischofite away from that horrible event. He quickly regained his composure and waved away the remaining smoke from his electronic cigarette. "You will refrain from punching me correct? If I remember things were not the best between you and him when I got him out of there. But yes I am Chalcanthite, you are Persephone correct?"

The hair on that girl made him thing she was a corrupt almost immediately. It was as if it was pouring out of her head and pooling at her feet like a waterfall. There was no way that could be comfortable for the neck, how did they deal with all that hair without stepping on it and snapping their necks?

"Oh, okay then. That is good news I guess?" He shrugged as well, he didn't quite understand females but he did understand an offering of sweets as she held out the box to him. "Oh, they look quite incredible! Sure, I will have one. I usually get a few cannoli with my espresso when I go to this small Italian cafe a few blocks away." He plucked one of the creme filled ones out of the box and ate it carefully, trying to avoid getting crumbs on his attire.

"I am guessing you have some sort of history with Bischofite? If it is alright for me to be asking that. I feel like a lot of people have been pulled in by him in many different ways."

"Ah, that seems to be the case with a lot of people Bischofite has been in contact with. I can expect things got a bit weirder though, I have always wondered what his motives were at times but they might not be as easy to discern as I expected." He paused for a moment, wondering how many others he had pulled into his plans over the years.

"I agree with his ability to be complicated, though it makes me wonder even more about what makes him tick. But I do have a question for you miss, what did it feel like when you were corrupted? If that is too personal of a question I would understand you not wanting to answer it." He looked down at his donut for a moment while thinking of the white moon senshi that he wanted to protect.

"Oh my, I can not even begin to imagine that. My own corruption was painful for me but I was only raised through the same side and not switching while raising. I am glad that you like the power you have been given, I wish more senshi could see our point of view or at least try to talk before fighting. What is you opinion on all those senshi from the warehouse, some of them seemed a little odd. Though I doubt that even the odd ones do not always enjoy pain at such a level that we all endure with Chaos." He thought back to his own corruption and his promotion. It had been painful but it wasn't as bad as the fear and pain he had been through beforehand.

"I feel as if the dark mirror would be a bit easier to get along with at times but it would depend on the mission or setting in which they are met. That is a fitting description of order it would seem. It would seem they are in a way chaotic." He pondered for a moment as he pictured the poor senshi he wanted to reach out to, the road to hell was really paved with good intentions. It hurt him but he did not show it to the woman that stood by.

In the end he left her to her own devices, unsure of how to help her without harming her even more. It would take him a while to get over it but it was better than driving someone further into their own despair.