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Leucite had needed a break away from his usual routine of reigning in two wayward Lieutenants and had given Stibnite the night off to relax and had decided to patrol a section of town he had not been to in some time. When he felt the aura of another chaos agent, he angled himself toward it, landing near the Captain as the other man landed on the roof.

It took him a moment to recognize the individual, as the last time he had seen the young man he'd been a lieutenant and not a captain, but the excitement and pride welled up in his chest all the same, and he let out a small, please laugh.

"Ah, Arsenopyrite! Congratulations on your promotion! How have you been?" he asked, moving closer and extending a congratulatory hand to shake.

"Only okay? Well that's no good!" Leucite said with a genuine, genial smile that only began to slip when the question was directed at him. "Ah, well, let's just say that I have been having a bit of trouble with some unruly Lieutenants but that's neither here nor there. I've missed you at the classes by the way, you were a very good student!"

He clapped a hand on the other man's shoulder and gave him a general look over. "But I'm proud of you. You should take pride in your promotion! The Negaverse doesn't promote without reason."

He looked the other man over for a moment and clicked his tongue. "Is something troubling you?" The pause had caused him to wonder.

"These two in particular are the definition of handful," Leucite smirked, shaking his head slowly. "But really, I'll get them in line one way or another." He grinned, squeezing Arseno's shoulder.

He grew quiet and listened, frowning a bit. "They didn't tell you? Well that's unfortunate. I'm sure it was for being dutiful to your duties and being a productive agent... Trust me, if you'd been one of mine I'd of ensured you'd known why you were being promoted." Leucite said, sounding more than a bit off put.

The next part had his face turn even more pensive, and his grip loosened on the shoulder, giving it another gentle pat.

"Yes, those attacks were rather odd, and as far as I know, none of our doing. At least if it was I wasn't informed of any operations at the time." He said, his face growing concerned. "In fact I'm sure a few of our own were caught in those particular attacks. There are more than just us and the White Moon out and about, Arsenopyrite, be mindful of that." He gave the man a small smile.

"You shouldn't feel guilty for things that we didn't do, it's no good for you." He said with another squeeze of his shoulder. "Trust me, I know a thing or two about guilt, have had my fair share of it..." He said as he lifted up the Rosary. "It took quite a bit of soul searching to quell it as well... But I finally came to terms that the Negaverse was better than the alternative."

Leucite listened to Arsenopyrite speak staying quiet the whole time. When the other man expressed his lack in surety of being able to handle what was going on with the war, Leucite turned fully to face him and placed both of his hands on his shoulders.

"Arsenopyrite," He said, keeping his voice calm, and comforting. "It is okay to feel guilty about taking the life of another. Taking starseeds isn't easy, there was a very long time when even I felt like I wasn't doing the right thing. But trust me, the alternative - letting the white moon win - would be so far worse. Do you want to see those you care about and love crushed under the heel of White Moon tyranny?"

He thought for a moment. "Arsenopyrite, I'd like to make you an offer." He said, nodding his head. "Allow me to take you under my wing, work with me at the Training Corps as a Captain. When you feel ready I'll even see to it that you have Lieutenants to oversee, but at your pace." He said with a smile. "You are a valued member of the Negaverse, and I promise if you work with me, we will find where you fit into this organization. Not all of us are soldiers, son! I'm friends with a Doctor and he's one of us. Sure we have quotas for energy and all that but that's easy enough right?" He said with a smile, squeezing his shoulders.

"Tell me about pulling your first starseed. What happened. Walk me through it, let's see if this guilt is justified." He said, finally, voice soft.

"Would you like to live in a world where you have no freedom, Arsenopyrite? Where the senshi rule over all and we must bow to their whims? Because that is the only future the White Moon offers us - a kingdom - total tyranny. No freedoms to be ourselves, only serving our alien masters. Is that a world you think you could feel comfortable and belong in, Arsenopyrite?" Leucite said with a small, paternal smile. "No right to live how we chose as we do now? Only to serve those who view themselves our better purely because they wield the magic of planets? Hardly seems fair don't you think?"

He patted the young man's shoulders with both hands, watching him for a long moment, listening to him speak and reply to his offer. He bowed his head respectfully and smiled. "The offer stands, but I will happily mentor you without you needing to worry about serving directly in the Training Corps itself. I understand that you have your duties. I simply wish to give you all the help you need to excel and prove yourself the wonderful officer I know you can be. We will find where you belong in this organization Arsenopyrite. We will find where your talents will truly turn the tide."

His face fell a bit at the young man's final statement and once again he squeezed the man's shoulder's. "You were being attacked, doing your honest duty as any of us would do. You struck in self-defense, no one can fault you that. This is a war, and there will be casualties. Killing is not easy for some. The fact that you feel this guilt is a testament to your morality. I commend that."

His grip grew a bit harder, not painful, but more firm. "But understand Arsenopyrite - this is a war. You were entirely justified in your actions. You took that senshi's life because they attacked you - they would have taken yours if you had not taken theirs. Don't think for a second that they would not have turned on you the minute you turned your back on them. They came into Negaspace and attacked us in force. They caused untold damage and almost killed an entire barracks of our wounded by setting it aflame. These are the types of monsters we face, Arsenopyrite. Terrorists who would let people burn to death, perish horrible, choking deaths and be consumed by fire. For all you know you killed one of the ones who sought such a result in the first place!" His voice was firm, almost on fire in its own right in it's angry fervor.

"They will come to you with honey and lies - try to convince you that their way is just and right - but look at their ACTIONS - look at what they are willing to stoop to to try and defeat us! It seems more and more of them appear every day, while we try to retain our own ranks and keep our people healthy and whole. I don't know how many they lost in the attack against us - but I can tell you I'm sure they've more than recovered it. That is the foe we face, Arsenopyrite. An alien force that will happily throw its own people into the grinder to ensure victory without thought or weighing their options. Truly, do you think that you are so unjustified in what you did? Deep down-"

Leucite moved a hand, tapping the young man hard in the chest over his heart. "-deep down, do you really think that you were wrong to kill that Senshi? Think Arsenopyrite. Really think. If it was you or them - because that is what it was - is it not better that you are alive? You are alive to do more good for this world. While they are gone, and will light no more fires."

"I'm not saying that the Negaverse is perfect, far from it, we have our flaws - there are rules to follow and quotas to be met but is that any different from any other governance? Does not the state ask for taxes to be paid? Our way is no different, hell, I'd argue it's better, a good night's sleep will recover anyone we energy drain for the most part... And I personally only pull starseeds from those the law chooses to let go unpunished for their crimes, so in a way I help clean up the streets." Leucite stated plainly, smiling as he slowly placed his hands back behind his back.

"Good, if you're willing to work with me as a Captain, then I will do my best to ensure that your needs are met and that your skills are honed into the direction of where you would be best suited for the Negaverse. Have you given any thought to what branch you would like to join?"

He turned his head then to look out over the city. "My goal is to have you find a place that you feel you belong in this organization Aresonpyrite. I promise you, by years end, we will find you a posting that best suits your talents."

At Arsenopyrite's insistence on taking the call Leucite simply smiled and bowed his head politely. "By all means, Arsenopyrite, you know where my office is, we can speak there later."

He would not hold the young man's personal needs against him - after all, he had once been just as skittish himself, probably more so. Though he might speak with Arseonpyrite about the wisdom of taking his own phone out on patrols, and suggest investing in a prepaid phone instead, if only for the sake of his identity should he ever be captured or incapacitated.

But that was neither here nor there at the moment, and as the Captain took his leave, Leucite's mind wandered back to searching out auras, to continue his patrol for the evening.