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 Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2016 3:50 pm
Cavansite had taken a slight break from looking for Cinnabar after the fight with that awful knight again, and the discovery that she wasn’t as skilled with her abilities as she thought she was. She had teleported or transmitted herself and it was…such a strange feeling and right now it just really felt like she had no control over it.
Her first time had been a complete fluke, and she hadn’t been able to replicate it, though she had been trying…thinking all about those cookies and trying to make it so she ended up in front of the bakery again. It still wasn’t working, and by the time Cavansite was nearly ready to give up, she sighed flumped against a bench, laying sideways on it. She was stronger, and faster and better than she had been…with a more powerful thing to stab people with, but why on earth could she not figure out this teleporting thing to save her life?
With a loud huff, the captain sat up again and glanced up and down the street, pausing when she felt a member of the Negaverse nearby, and squinted, seeing red.
Oh. A general in red? Maybe it was Cinnabar?
Oh! Cinnabar! The youma! Sanidine! With a laugh, Cavansite shot up and ran towards the figure, grinning when she saw that it was indeed the crazy attractive half youma general.
With a bow, she announced herself. “General Cinnabar! It’s Captain Cavansite. It’s lovely to see you again.”
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2016 11:01 pm
The half youma General emerged from the alley, studying a starseed she held between thumb and forefinger. After a moment's consideration, she tucked it carefully into her pocket and put the body slumped in the gutter behind her out of her mind. It wasn't important any more... she had the only thing of worth that had been on it. With the way she had been going through starseeds lately, it was more work than normal to keep herself stocked in them but there was really no choice in it. The number of lives she claimed was a shame, but she reasoned that the exchange was worth it in the long run.
A satisfied, focused General fighting for the Negaverse was worth some useless scraps of humanity, in her opinion.
The voice suddenly calling her name pulled Cinnabar up short and she glanced around to find a familiar girl running towards her. Well, sort of familiar. This one had changed since she'd last seen her and scored herself some fancy new clothes to go with her larger power signature.
"Cavansite." The general called in greeting, a smile teasing over her lips. "Captain Cavansite, I should say. Congratulations."
It was good to see promotions going around. Good officers deserved it and it strengthened the Negaverse as a whole.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2016 5:23 pm
Oh, the praise of someone with more power than she had was quite…overwhelming. Especially when it came from a woman, and an attractive woman at that. “Thank you very much, General. I appreciate it. I’ve worked hard for this…at least I like to think that I’ve worked hard for this.” She grinned and plucked idly at one of the ruffles at her wrist.
“General, I’ve been looking for you for a while now, I have a few questions I’d like to ask, if you have the time to answer some more for me?” Cavansite looked up at the taller half youma, studying the scales that were on her forehead, changing smoothly into the deep red horns. “One of them has to do with youma, and I figured you’d be the best one to answer that…no offense, of course! You’re just so knowledgeable and I figured…hoped you wouldn’t mind too much.”
Where youma came from, how officers could make other officers…normal questions…very normal considering she got a front row seat for another captain youma-fying his friend. She was curious. And…maybe she really just wanted to get Sanidine in trouble…that was a good thing too.
She didn’t like him much.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 3:34 pm
Cinnabar couldn't help the smirk that shifted onto her face as the Captain went into her little spiel, simultaneously asking for aid while flattering her. It wasn't a bad method to go about getting something you wanted, but it was rather transparent. It made the General chuckle as she waved a hand, turning from Cavansite to pace closer to the wall of one of the buildings that made up the alley. Once there, she turned to put her back to it and lean comfortably, tucking her hands into her pockets.
"I'm only knowledgable because I learned it the hard way... namely getting it beaten into my head." She shrugged loosely as she laughed. "But ask away. I know a bit about youma, so if I have an answer I'd be happy to share it. Same with anything else I've picked up. Sort of a General's job, to teach the lower ranks."
She smiled and winked, her tail gently flicking against her ankles.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2016 12:32 pm
Cavansite nodded, seeming quite pleased. She knew she had made the right decision in talking to Cinnabar. The general just knew so much. “Well, what makes youma? Because I saw another officer…I’m assuming he was trying to turn someone into an officer as well…but the kid became a youma instead…a dumb looking little black youma. And the guy seemed pretty upset like he hadn’t been trying to do that, so I don’t know. He’s a captain like I am. Am I able to bring people to the Negaverse…or would I just end up making a youma too? How does someone bring someone else into the Negaverse?”
She drew in a breath and realized she should shut up for at least a moment so Cinnabar could answer…there was no way to get an answer if all she did was keep asking questions.
So the captain looked up again, hopeful and ready to figure this out finally.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 11:47 am
Cinnabar tilted her head and lifted a shoulder in a lazy shrug.
"Youma get created when you pump too much chaos into someone. Only the upper ranks have the ability to control the flow of power so that they don't overload the person they're trying to recruit." She said, her tail curling and relaxing. "It's sort of like... making a hole in a piece of glass so water can pour through it, without breaking the glass doing it. The power we get from Metallia is, well, powerful. And dangerous if it's not handled right. Captains can't recruit. You don't have enough skill yet. Generals can, or a general can help you do it, but even we can't turn someone who's on the other side, or promote someone in our ranks. Only the General Sovereigns can do that. His general should have told him that before he went off half cocked and ******** up someone's life. Hopefully it wasn't someone he care about, or sucks to be him."
She smirked as she swirled her fingers in her pockets, playing with the starseeds she kept on hand.
"I'm sure you're smarter than that, unless making a youma is the goal. As far as how you go about doing that, though... it's pretty straight forward, it's just hard to execute. You just put your hand on their starseed, no need to take it out, and let the energy flow from you to them. You have to be careful you push enough of it, but not too much." She smirked. "Makes you ******** tired though."
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2017 8:26 am
Of course she was smarter than that…anyone was smarter than that oaf. Though, she didn’t even really know him, so she couldn’t really be sure he was an oaf, but he was oaf enough for her.
“Thank you for all of this, General Cinnabar.” This woman was such a wealth of information and with a pang of her own guilt, she wondered idly why her own General, her…well, more than her General. She wondered why Painite had never told her any of this information. Perhaps she was trying to teach with a hands off policy…? That would make sense, but it was kind of an awful way to throw someone you cared about into a war.
But there had to be a different explanation, and Cavansite was stubborn enough to hold on to that idea of things. “Thank you for all of this. You’re so good at answering questions, and I appreciate that.” Her mind was elsewhere now, and she was quite sure that she wouldn’t be able to focus on much else. She had answered her questions, yes, but now there were so many more ideas half forming in her mind.
Like making a youma. How odd would that be…if she could make one on purpose…with someone better than the sniveling idiot that Sanidine had changed…
Wouldn’t that end up making her more powerful in the long run? Perhaps.
“Again, thank you for your time, I should be going now, I have…a lot to think about.” She grinned at the woman…half youma woman and felt a rush of gratitude. “I almost wish you had been my General. I feel like I would never have had this many questions if that had been the case.” When the words left her mouth, the captain colored in shame and guilt and abruptly turned around.
“Have a good night.”
She teleported from the spot, half out of desire to just get out of there, and half to show off that she had learned at least that. Ah well.
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