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It had ceased to matter what hour of the day it was, excepting to make it to the summer session courses he TA-ed or to studio hours. Two hour stints of sleep before waking at odd intervals was not enough for weeks on weeks. His eyes were hollow, and even when Faust wasn't with him black shapes chased in the peripheral of his vision. Once in a while he even startled at them, aftershocks of the shade fairies merging with the idea of Youma. The rest of the time he knew it was just another symptom of insomnia- there were no chaos auras in his large radius.

There was, as he paid more attention to it, an order signature. Checking on that was as good a task for his addled wits as any other, so Thraen jogged along the sidewalks to intercept the other senshi if he could. Hopefully they're not rooftopping. I'm not sure I'm agile enough to manage that until I drink a bottle of NyQuil to get some reasonable amount of sleep. Once the aura's overlapped largely, he opted for the easier version of pinpointing exacts:

"Hello?!"

He followed the call to sight the woman in the light of the lamp, a silhouette of golds, red, and white. He spoke as he approached to a more conversational distance, "Well met. "

"I am Thraen of Gardens. I've tried to make habit to meet new faces as I found them. I trust to find you well?"

Closing in on her, the Super senshi's face resolved into one he did know. From Wolframite's strike against the Dark Mirror. He hadn't seen her at the battle, in the confusion, but he could remember the gungho at the meeting before.

Did....she just use chatspeak in real language? B-T-W?
"Vulcan. Fiery, indeed." He quirked, unperturbed at her admission of the dubious values of gardens in a fight. "My magic puts any who breath the air near the flowers to sleep. It is easy to search or execute sleeping enemies. So no, not 'damaging' but useful."

The declaration that he was smart was a strange one as well. Appreciated and complimentary, but odd to be picked out. He felt out, his eternal distances extended beyond hers, "We can talk more on the hunt? During, after. If there is one near, better to end it. "

"There is. That way." He shifted on his stone platforms to move with her in concert. "I can flank to get in front of it, I'm faster, and drive it back into you? Pincer between."