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The weeks since waking in medical had been a lot of weirdness and trying to figure out just what was going on. And a lot more waiting- since being Jack was no longer a thing, and being a Morgan had to be, there was a lot of missing paperwork that belonged to a new identity that had to be fabricated and run through official channels or magical ones. Something. Whatever it was that the Infomation and Infiltration divisions seemed to do with their days to make sure everyone else didn't get disappeared by some Delta Squad.

Someone had pointed out the whole 'this is how you become a senshi' thing (all over again, except the memories were long gone ) and that being in uniform was a lot safer in Dark Kingdom space than anything else. Haüyne had spent the last couple days killing time by getting deliberately lost and unlost- it was a good way to learn the nest of halls and rooms that all looked the same. The echoing shouts drew attention from a hallway over, so the senshi of execution made a couple turns and then peeked around a crystal to find a youngish, frustrated looking source.

"The crystals don't answer, man. You get brought in by a Twofer for a delivery? That seems what everyone else comes to these caves for. The line and the vessels for starseeds and energy. 'Quota,' right?" There was something familiar about him, like the scent of gas to a stove and the anticipation of a cup of tea. Only Haüyne couldn't assign if it was tea, coffee, soup or what in the metaphor of the agent venting frustrations. I must know you somehow. They said I would feel memory, even if I never actually got it back in some cases. So are you a good witch, or a bad witch?

That's a confirmation on the knows me biznaz. 'Dudechick'? What even? Haüyne head-tilted in the extreme, like looking at the officer from 45 degrees would somehow make anything coming out of his mouth make more sense. that seems like it's important. Dudechick. Is it? Maybe it isn't. He doesn't know? Wait...do I know? I mean...I got the V and that. So that's chicko. I remember my Binder. I wore binders. I bought stuff from dude section. No.. .no and chick section. Was I trying to be a dude? Or being a chick?

Maybe the combo term wasn't weird after all. The super senshi laughed, though, at his suspicion of purposes. "Keep your winnings, small fry, I'm not after your lunch money. I'm exploring to learn my way around. You might have benefited from the same, rather than getting lost and staring at walls. The lines where peeps do their hand overs are that way. "

A long arm reached out and pointed down a crystal-laden path. "I'm still waiting on new paperwork, so I have to live in the bunks. Can't rent without credit and ID, you know? May as well learn the house with hide and seek. I take it you don't come here much? You live topside, or did they have to give you papers too?"

"Maaaaaaaybe I am. Maaaaaybe Dudechicks keep growin' until they're twelve feet tall. And then I'll be all barrell chested, but talk all high, and I'll guard the Harem. Or sing in the Opera. " If dudechick meant eunuch, or castrati, which Haüyne was pretty sure wasn't the case. But it the fella was cute to have a wind up. Truth told, without the platform boots the uniform provided the Super Senshi, it looked like they might be of a size to each other. Change much- he knows me, even if I don't know me. I wonder if its important? "If you do end up small, don't worry, I like shot glasses as much as a pint."

"It's creepier than the dorms, anyway." The corrupted spared their surrounding an appraising glance and shrugged. "I don't like it, but it's all I got for now. They said I can't be who I was all witness protection-y. It doesn't smell like a garbage can. You know how to get out then? How to 'teleport?' "

"No one's said anything about the hair being alive and weaponized. Just 'energy' and 'starseeds'. And teleporting. " It was followed by a held out hand, "They called me Haüyne. You gotta handle?"

Goodness, this one was adorable- couldn't pick up pints and shots, but he thought he wanted a harem? "Iiiiiiif you wanna know, then you're just going to have to unwrap this present on your next holiday. "

The corrupted senshi approximated the Time Warp's circle of pelvic thrust to accentuate the answer. Then Haüyne sobered briefly to look at his face intensely. "No. No I don't ...nothing. I got nothing. Captain Woebegone mentioned memory leaks and permanent damage as a part and process to this shindig. Another officer orienting me to expectations of service said it was common for rehabilitations to get half-baked. We met then? Was it cool? Hell, you could make it up and tell me it was and we can go with that. I'd rather we were total badasses. Victor writes the histories and all that. "

"At least we were cool. Creepy? What...the sword business? I mean, if you call killing people creepy, you're going to have a rough time serving in a military that's at war with a buncha people. Some cat said I'm the Senshi of Execution, so it follows that people got executed with swords and axes and stuff. I wonder what my next spell will be like. "

"I should go to a library and see what popular execution methods were. Might be like a hint, ya know? Weird thing to base a whole magicy business off of. Oh, but yeah, they said I should be able to teleport. It takes a lot of focus to do, so I'll have to practice out the wazoo. And maybe its hard to apparate about and still cast spells? More limited that Potterverse and all that. "

"Can you teleport and magey-wagey? Or are you different for being an officer and not a 'senshi'? They seemed to go on that it was different, but my brain was leaking out of my ears about that point. Concussions are s**t, ya know? They really hang on to your brain and make stuff hard. There's a lot of research going on in sports medicine about all that at UPMC or something....but I can't quite remember it. "

"Oh, I know, that mean's you're all weaponized, right? What's your piece?"

"Hey, man, thiiiink about it, tho- toy buses don't need reloading. And all the other cap'ns got something cool, right? At least, I think they mentioned that it all got serious then once a starseed was strong enough to be exposed to more power, or something. So what's a bus turn into? Maybe you get a...."

"ahhhhhh..." What did a toy bus level up into if you were in a video game? Wheels on the bus? Wheels on the bus go round and round? " Maybe you get Wind-and-fire wheels? Any guesses you got? "

"In the meantime, there's not any statutes saying you have to use the bus, right? Find a little league field and take a slugger out of the dugout and call it a day. Bat-to-the-face probably works just fine. I'll bet we'd all work out great in pairs and such. Like a RPG party. Casters and Brawlers. I don't think any of it's a strength strength thing. They seemed to go on about what starseeds can take and can't take." Haüyne pantomimed stance and imitated some infos-officer's voice from earlier briefings, "Don't just go around pumping chaos willy-nilly into every civilian's starseed. They can't take it. Don't play with it. It's not a toy."

ha, ha no but...with his weapon it totally IS a toy. Joke's on them.

"No, they're those big circle blade things kung fu masters use. They're fighting games a bit. But hey, yeah, let's break some faces together sometime. I don't have a job yet, so I'm pretty open, whenever you got time. It'd be nice to cat with someone who's got an ide about the layout of the city."

"I'm pretty sure the only Rules that matter are Metallia's rules, right? Even the General Kings and Queens come and go with Metallia's say so. 'All ways are...! ...your ways, your Majesty. ' " The Corrupted super pantomimed Alice and the Queen and curtsied to the generalized surrounding.

"C'mon, I can show you to the energy turn in. You can look at your schedule, and we can pick a night or day or something, Slugger. You're gonna be awesome. We can even get the energy off a whole team of sugar-sucking brats and if a enemy shows up you home run them outta the park, we chase down their sad self and I give 'em a Glasgow with my magic. Easy peasy."