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Cordelia Carden was wringing her hands as they rode the elevator up, rocking back on her heels. Elevators generally made her uncomfortable, but this was different-- This time she barely noticed the way the elevator shifted, instead far too focused on why she had come to the hospital and why she was so relieved that Fiona had agreed to come along with her.

The elevator chimed as it climbed from one floor to the next and she dropped her hands from where she had been tugging at fingers and picking at well manicured nails, leaning back against the cold surface of the metallic wall. When the door opened they'd be on their way to Rikard's room and things would only get more complicated from there.

"Thank you," her words were softly spoken; a strange thing for the raven haired young woman who was often a bit more boisterous, especially when it came to gratitude. Cordelia disliked feeling as though she was leading Fiona into trouble, even after they had come to the agreement that it was less either of them leading, per say, and more a decision to go along together. "I don't know if I would be able to do this without you."

Cordelia gave Fiona's hand a squeeze as they stepped out into the hall. It was quiet in this wing and that made everything feel all the more off. It was reassuring to have Fiona standing alongside her, knowing that when they had said they wouldn't go into things like this alone that they had both truly and honestly meant it.

Forty-eight hours had passed since the events at the night club, XS. It was enough time that Rikard Colby had stabilized from his injuries; enough time that she knew if a Negaverse agent had the same advantage of advanced healing that she did he would, hopefully, be conscious. It was her goal to get to him before any members of his Organization did-- She had to let him know what she had seen, what she knew and give him the opportunity to escape. If he refused...

Cordelia gave Fiona's hand another squeeze, fingers flexing unintentionally at the path her thoughts had taken. "I never thought that I would actually know one of them..."

The two women paused outside the door to Rikard's hospital room and moments later only one of them entered, Cordelia knew that Fiona was more than willing to follow her in, to stand by her side as she did what she needed to do, but it was a risk that she herself wasn't willing to take. It was bad enough that she intended to expose herself as Sailor Corvus to Richterite, a Captain of the Negaverse. It was bad enough that she was doing something she had sworn never to do. She couldn't make Fiona an accomplice to what she was considering. If she had to...

Cordelia pushed the door shut behind her, listening to the final click while leaning against it with her eyes closed. Rik's father was wealthy. He hadn't been involved in his son's life in longer than was at all right, all things considered, but his money had enough pull to have secured a private room for his son-- better for what she'd come to do, honestly.

She drew in a breath, holding it for a moment longer than she normally would have only to expel it slowly as she opened her eyes. It was easy to push away from the door and approach Rik's bed, running her fingers lightly along the rail before reaching out to tenderly brush a lock of hair away from his face. Chariklo had done a number on him. He looked so fragile and here she was contemplating...

His eyes opened and she sucked in another startled breath, contemplating flight for the briefest of moments. "Hey, Rik..." Her voice was low and gentle, eyes soft and sad. "Do you remember what happened to you?" When last she'd checked with the nurses they confirmed that he was conscious and responding to questions. She hated to do this now when he'd barely had a chance to recover, but there wasn't time to wait.

"Mugged outside of the club," he confirmed after nodding, mouth dry and head pounding. The words he'd pushed past his lips to answer her questions were words that he'd heard passed around. They were as good an explanation as any when he couldn't exactly tell the truth about what had happened or why he'd been there. "Nurse said something-- something about a terrorist attack."

Her lips twitched as her nose wrinkled, mild irritation almost becoming a sneer. She reigned in her distaste, eyes closing as she let her hand come to rest on the bed rail again. "Senshi. It was a senshi, Rik, and I know you know what I'm talking about." While her voice was still soft her tone had taken on a sharp edge. She didn't want to get waspish with him, but if she was going to do this she needed to steel herself. She needed to let go of Cordelia and embrace Corvus.

The henshin pen was drawn from her back pocket and she kept her eyes on him as she let it slide into her fingers, settling against the palm of her hand. "Corvus Eternal Make-Up!" Light danced beneath the door as she rose, losing the civilian guise of Cordelia Carden in favor of becoming Eternal Sailor Corvus. Her heels clicked as they returned to the sterile hospital floor and she was left holding her pen down in front of her, gloved fingers curling around the object as she watched the young man she'd powered up in front of-- the Captain she had powered up in front of.

His lips had pressed into a thin line and he said nothing, He wouldn't even look at her. Was it because he remembered? Was it...

"Richterite. That's who you are, isn't it? We've met before, like this. You were with another officer. I don't remember her name, but I remember you... And then there was the other night. Rik, what were you thinking?" She wanted an answer. She wanted the truth. She wanted to hear that the look of guilt on his face was because no longer wanted to be associated with the organization that he had represented during the attack on XS.

She continued to glare at him as Eternal Sailor Corvus for a time before powering down to sit next to him as a friend instead of glaring at him as an enemy. They talked long enough that it seemed like forever-- long enough that it likely worried Fiona as well, but she trusted the other woman to trust her. Underneath it all she found Rik again. Rikard Colby, one of her dearest friends from elementary school. Rik, who had remained a friend even as they'd entered middle school up until they'd parted ways into their own respective boarding schools afterwards.

When Cordelia Carden opened the door and stepped out into the hall it was to flash Fiona a tired but reassuring smile. "You were right, he doesn't want it." Her voice was soft as she reached out to take her friend's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before drawing back. "I have a phonecall I need to make, and then we have to figure out how we're getting him out of here."

Time was no longer on their side. They had to act fast to keep everything in order. Order. Hah.. They were going to save someone. They were going to rescue him.