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Rose colored eyes gazed across downtown Destiny City, watching the multitude of weekend partygoers as they dallied and tallied their way down the long stretch of road. The sidewalks were littered with restaurant and bar barkers, beckoning the tourists to come in and try the best whatever in town, be it food or alcohol or atmosphere.

She sat atop one of the smaller skyscraper's rooftops, her legs curled up indian-style near the edge of the building. In her lap, nestled within the fabric of her dress, sat four large, golden orbs. Dia had already been busy earlier in the evening, but she was too restless to head home just yet - maybe there was a wandering drunkard or two who wouldn't mind donating towards her cause - towards the Negaverse's cause - before she decided to call it a night.

One hand lowered to pluck up an orb, tossing it gently in the air, only to catch it moments later. She repeated the process several times before allowing it to rest in her palm, giving her the opportunity to study it further. It was a shame, really, that these pretties couldn't be converted into jewelry. They'd make a fantastic necklace and earring set, in her opinion.

Tsk, tsk!

The bouncing aura had lingered in the back of her mind, the feeling less than a tingle, merely making its presence known.

Hearing the voice suddenly behind her, however, was enough startling to force out an alarmed eep! as her hand tried to drop the orb back into the safe confines of her lap. It missed, sadly enough, the golden ball bouncing from the side of her leg and sailing down, down, down - parallel to the building's wall - until it landed with an echoing crack onto the pavement below.

She couldn't see it, but as the essence of the energy slowly released itself from the shell and evaporated into the night air, so did a sliver of her enthusiasm. So much for that harvest.

The woman's aura was strong - similar to the strength of the two or three Generals she'd ever come into contact with. Her voice seemed more amiable and approachable than the Generals' had been, her question both friendly and curious in tone.

Head turning, she gazed up at the long hair first, the vibrant seafoam color catching her eye. The second thing to notice were the large bat wings extending from her backside - senshi got wings?

"Sort of?"

The question posed an interesting thought. Was she? What was considered new in Negaverse time? She'd been at this senshi business for a few months now, but that was a drop in the bucket compared to the lifetime of dedication that some agents had already served towards the great cause.

"I'm Dia. I haven't been around that long, but," Fingers hastily tucked the energy orbs back into her concealed pocket, the senshi slightly embarrassed at being caught playing with the quota. "You're welcome to stay! I would love the company."

It felt odd, being apologized at by someone clearly holding a higher rank than herself. At the same time, though, it was rather...relieving?

Here she was, expecting a scolding at the very least and she was the one receiving the sorry!

"Chrysocolla." She tried it out for herself, playing the word on her tongue. It definitely sounded original - reminded her of an elegant butterfly, even. "I'm more towards the North, but I find downtown full of energy on nights like this."

One hand gestured out towards the lit-up streets of downtown Destiny City, the sidewalks and pavement filled with citizens practically brimming with energy. "My General is, ah, Labyrinthite."

It still felt odd, having someone overseeing her, but Chas--er, Laby --- wasn't quite as threatening as her first impression thought him out to be. "What about you? Do you have a General? I mean, aren't you...?"

Her words trailed off, the pinkette finding herself frustrated with the fact her words weren't coming out as nicely as she'd like them to. The other senshi was clearly emitting the same power as her own General, but would it be insulting to ask if she had someone overseeing her? Or did one stay under the command of a General, when they themselves found promotion?

Instead of fussing, she simply shrugged and patted the cement beside her, offering the other girl a seat.

Her eyes lit up with excitement and awe as the girl mentioned her General. There was obvious reverence held towards the woman as Chrysocolla spoke and Dia completely understood why.

"You're under Cinnabar?"

The question was redundant, but Dia disregarded that fact as she digested the newly devoured information. She was under Cinnabar? The tall, formidable woman she'd met during the battle months prior?

"She's....wow." One leg kicked out, the need to fidget soon rising. "That must be pretty intense."

It was the candy senshi who had no problem breaking eye contact, glancing back towards the streets in front of them. She'd been intimidated by Labyrinthite when Tourmaline had introduced them, but she couldn't imagine working and training under the half-youma General.

"I met her during the...invasion." What else were they supposed to call the catastrophe? "Definitely seems like you're on the right track, though...."

The next question paused on her tongue, Dia almost seeming hesitant to ask it. But, curiosity always getting the better of her, she asked anyways, "Does she...scare you? Like, she's really cool but she also seems like she'd be really terrifying if you disappoint or upset her or whatever."

"Considering the circumstances for our meeting, I guess it makes sense that I only saw her when she was scary." Granted, seeing anyone in the battlefield would probably warrant only getting to know one's scary and intimidating side but Dia felt it would be easier to be more terrifying if one was a half-youma and dressed to the nine's in black and red, as opposed to someone with cotton candy colored hair donned with lace and pearls.

Her nose scrunched up and her lips pursed into a fine line as she turned back to watch the girl as she spoke. Clearly the Eternal was suffering some guilt about not attending the Invasion, but Dia herself was slightly jealous of the other girl for not being forced to witness all that had happened.

One hand moved out to gently touch the other's shoulder. "Don't. All of it was bigger than what a single person could handle. Not even Apatite or Laurelite could take on everything and they're the strongest we have."

She wasn't about to mention the fact that being absent meant Chrysocolla failed to watch the deaths and the destruction caused by both sides and the horrifying sight of seeing a General Queen explode. The poor thing was having it rough enough without having that knowledge imparted onto her.

Glancing back towards the lit up streets, Dia suddenly got an idea. "Hey, instead of us sitting around yapping and moping, why don't we go have us a little bit of fun?"

The serious expression turned playful as she gestured towards the downtown area. "Wanna see if we can't get some energy or a couple star seeds tonight? I bet two fine ladies like ourselves could make a killing out there, if we tried."

She grinned and nodded her head. "Sleazy star seeds it is, then!"

Moving forward, she scooted up until the backs of her shoes pressed against the sides of the building, her fingers gripping tightly to the ledge. Tossing the other girl a wink, she offered a friendly, "Race ya there" before promptly sliding off the side of the tower.

Feet pushed against the concrete, sending the senshi forward and flying towards the nearby (thankfully shorter) building's rooftop. Heels made contact with the surface of the ledge and she ran forward without a glance back. It felt good to get out and about - even if she didn't necessarily need more for her quota this week. Maybe it'd just make her look good. Maybe she just wanted to turn it into a game.

Either way, it was guaranteed to be more fun now that she had a companion to do it with!