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Themisto had felt the energy of what he believed to be a youma and had run to engage it near the drainage pond. But by the time he arrived, someone else had already taken it out. The basic level sense trotted to a halt with a chuckle. He was actually relieved he didn't have to fight some nasty critter by himself, even though part of him wanted to try and prove himself.

"Hehe hey, nice kill."

Looking around, he didn't seem to spot any other Chaos signatures. Themisto rubbed the back of his neck. "Super, huh? Just like Denebola and Kari. Say, what's it take to get to that level?" he asked, figuring he had nothing better to do now that he ran his a** all the way out here for nothing. "I'd like to get me some badass powers... how'd you get all... you know... super?"

So smooth.

Themisto looked shocked and horrified by Chara's tale of a missing eye and insistence that one loss a limb to gain more power. He compulsively looked down at his own feet, exposed from the geta and wiggled them. "Really? Man I dunno..." The senshi seemed just a smidge skeptical but didn't like to assume people were lying. "I would think Kari and Denebola would have mentioned missing body parts but..."

Both of them had closed-toed shoes. Still, it seemed really weird!

"There's gotta be some way to, you know, avoid donating a piece of this hot bod just to hit super. I mean, you gotta do what you gotta do, but..." With a sigh, Themisto scratched his head and absently kicked at the dirt. "Anyway, I'm Sailor Themisto, senshi of the lost. You're Super Sailor...?"

Whatever the super's name was, Themisto was having a hell of a time trying to figure out the sphere. Brown, very warm looking... He was quite puzzled.

"Well yeah I'd tell someone if I lost a toe or an eye to the Negaverse." came a rather sudden, but natural response. "Just proves the Negaverse are the bad guys, like everybody's been sayin. Newbies like me deserve to know what they're getting into." He had Katya and Denebola and Kari and Ember to thank for filling him in, as much as the depth of the war scared the living hell out of him. "They're taking energy, body parts might just be trophies to 'em."

Putting down youma was a good way to pass the time, sure, but how much did that slow down the Negaverse? Weren't senshi supposed to work together to help put a stop to the evil? It was easy to work with and talk to Denebola and Kari...

Chara, though...

Now Themisto was side-eyeing this guy. Sure, his outfit looked a little funky and... drippy. It was... brown... and... weird. Themisto frowned at Chara's laughter and concluded this dude was pulling his leg to at least some degree. "Okay Chara, senshi of s**t, let's see your attack. Toss some poo. I'd like to see it."

Super senshi s**t heheheh.

Color Themisto utterly confused.

He stared down at the Hershey Kiss-looking thing that popped and fizzled like a carbonated soda at his feet. Looking up at Chara, Themisto then looked back down to the chocolate on the ground, then back to Chara, back to the chocolate. Okay, that was really weird, but also infinitely better than actual s**t. Scratching his head, the senshi then wondered why someone couldn't eat it (aside from the fact that this particular Kiss was on the ground, eww.)

"...Chocolate's better than s**t if you ask me. Maybe you can distract 'em, or take 'em out if they're diabetic?"

Themisto shrugged, trying to offer some total badass angle for the whole toss-chocolate thing. "Well, to be fair," he started, gingerly poking the chocolate at his feet with the tip of his stupid geta. "I was almost stabbed to death or corrupted by this totally bonkers blonde General guy... shorter than me, wore a long coat, had like... a spear thing." Themisto shivered a little at the memory, but Chara was right.

Lighten up. "Right, right, you're right." With a semi-confident nod to himself, Themisto dropped the subject. "Glad to know we don't have to give up a limb or something for more power, but... How do you get to super?"

Themisto shivered at the thought of having his own eye plucked out of his skull. He could only imagine how much pain Chara was in during the attack and the recovery thereafter. He must've spent some time in the hospital as well. At least, as a Super, Chara was able to give as much as he got if his description of boiling hot chocolate was anything to go by.

Who knew chocolate could be so badass?

"My attack definitely isn't as good as yours." Themisto wasn't disappointed per se, but part of him hoped it would get more powerful if he reached Super level. Finding a cat to do the job, that was the difficult part. Did he even want to get more involved in the war. "But maybe I'll just need more practice to get better with it. Do you... uh... get scared easy?"

Chara's threat against the cat did not go unnoticed, and Themisto had to lie to keep Horacio safe. He didn't think the cat was malicious but certainly had a screw or two loose. "Nah man it was like... wham bam do a thing or get eaten. After that I kinda just... laid low for a while. Gotta graduate and all that."

"What's my attack do? Uh..." Themisto scratched his head. He knew to some degree what it did, but not the exact details. "Well it uh... scares the hell out of people, apparently. Some people, anyway. The General didn't seem too phased by it but a lieutenant ran screaming so maybe it has to do with the power of the target..." He shrugged, unable to really know.

"I'm learning martial arts from a friend, but I'm still a beginner so... probably not very good." Admitting to that wasn't so bad. Themisto turned and trotted a good distance away from Chara, as the senshi of chocolate indicated he'd want to try and hit a moving target. Better get the practice in! Themisto could really use target practice as well - he'd always been standing still when using his attack.

With a huff, the senshi started at a trot and worked up to a decent run before keeping an eye on Chara and calling his attack. "Perditus Anima!"

Well… that was unexpected.

Themisto seemed surprised when Chara simply moved out of the way. The lumbering ghostly figure seemed to turn with the senshi of chocolate, but wasn’t able to catch him before dissipating. How useless! The attack worked surprisingly well on Fornax and that blonde lieutenant, but not on Chara.

Before he could really delve too deeply into the how’s and why’s, chocolate started being thrown in his direction. Knowing some of Chara’s chocolate could be the face-melting kind, Themisto started backing up to run away from the super senshi. “Dude! What the hell!” he helped again when a piece of steaming hot chocolate went whizzing past his face, mere inches from his temple and ear. The last thing he wanted was a second-degree burn on his handsomeness!

His shoes weren’t very helpful either, clunky as they were, so when Themisto neared one of the trees by the pond, he hopped to take one off and hurl the geta at his chocolate tormentor.