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It had been some time since Rutile had actually powered up. His promotion came as a surprise to him, and yet here he was, a Captain in a faction he wasn't sure he fit in with.

Apparently in the Negaverse you got promoted based on keeping your head down and not meeting basically anyone in your faction. He had a couple run-ins here and there, but no one he actually could call a friend besides Buddingtonite. Buddy, however, was gone. He didn't know where the red-head went or if he'd be back. Honestly Rutile had written him off. It wasn't something he wanted to do, but he'd learned do to do hard things throughout his whole life. If Buddy came back, well, Kor would pick up where he left off, more than likely.

Tonight, he powered up and headed out because he couldn't keep ignoring the fact he actually had a duty to fulfill. Draining energy, turning it in... Not something he was completely comfortable doing, but he signed up for it himself, didn't he? He'd sought this life, and could blame no one but himself for it.

Well, he could, but he'd be lying and not fair.

Whatever. As he lured a woman down an alleyway, he quickly drained her without much to-do and stored the energy ball in his pocket to turn into the next general he met. The woman was left under a light in the alley, by the back exit of a bar, so hopefully someone would find her and figure she was drunk and help her out.

"God, this is getting old really fast..."

An energy signal popped onto his radar and it made the green eyed man pause. That pause was all he needed, apparently. His head twisted to look at the other, and then looked up. It wasn't too often Rutile ran into someone taller than him, so it was quite the odd feeling. He squinted a little and then shrugged. This was a lieutenant. He was just one rank higher than this tall guy.

"No problem," he said with a shrug. "Just gettin' tired of doing the draining. In the grand scheme of things, I don't know what it's fore other than some chick." He let his hands spread apart and his lips purse before shrugging.

"I mean. Just not right, leading an army and never actually meeting any of them, right? Even big bosses for corporation come down from time to time to see what's going on with the places they bought." Rutile shrugged again and then pushed his bangs out of his face before straightening himself completely. "Name's Rutile."

"Yeah, well.." He shrugged a little more and then just rubbed his hands together like he was dusting them free of something.

"Captain or not, I've been told I don't deserve it, so.." He looked the big guy over and sighed slowly. "Rutile. You're a tall b*****d. Bet the chicks just wanna climb you like a tree." He grinned a bit more and then ********. I don't know why I'm even here anymore. Why I bother powering up? Honestly it's just a hassle and not worth it." Rutile found no love for the Negaverse. He had zero agent friends, only had a corrupt senshi as a fiance, and he got his a** kicked by knights, and senshi no matter what he was doing. At least Azurite protected herself better than he could protect her. "Wonder if I can just quit..."

"They hand you a promotion if you just keep your head down and stay out of the way," Rutile corrected to the big guy, frowning thinly. "********, I don't think I did. I got in a few fights, didn't get a lot of energy, and it's just like, oh here you go. You don't have a proper general anymore, still don't have any idea what you're doing, but here's more ******** responsibility for you. Here I went out of my way to get to be part of this organization and now I'm doing nothin' but regretting." The dark skinned man growled hard and pushed a hand through his bangs.

"I started to protect my fiance. 's a corrupted senshi and I just noticed her coming home beat up. This is before I knew, and I sought out a general to bring me to the fold. Then everything went to s**t with him and he left and yeah. Insert me complaining again," he muttered. Then it seemed the tree-man was trying to flirt with him and Rutile stared up at him. He didn't do anything else, so he sort of brushed it off while swiping a cigarette from him when he offered.

He pulled a lighter out of his own pocket and lit the cig before taking a hard drag off of it and shaking his head.

"s**t. This Negaverse s**t just complicates your life."

This guy was basically no help to Rutile's dilemma that waged inside. Whatever. He just shrugged and went back to an apathetic stance and stared off.

He knew what the other was saying, but it didn't mean it helped in his mental state. He just shrugged again and just rubbed a hand through his hair. Green eyes glanced back at the taller man and he just gave a helpless look.

"Yeah. Sure." He knew he'd lose part of himself. He'd lose a lot more. He would end up losing his job, his fiance... basically everything. At least from rumors he's heard of purification in the ranks. The whispered taboo of the Negaverse. The higher ranking you were, the more the Chaos ate at you and made you harder and colder. The pull was strong to stay, but also to go. "...I mean yeah, I'll still try to protect her.."

"Never mind. Forget I said anything."

It seemed like they were talking in circles. So Rutile just dusted himself off and took a half step back.

"...Seems I need to be going." It was probably late enough that she'd be home waiting on him, as it were. The Captain straightened his coat and pushed a hand through his hair, getting bangs out of his face, before looking to him again.

"Catch you around."

Before anything more could be said, Rutile jumped off. Back towards home.