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Themisto wasn't sure what to do with himself tonight. Being a newly-minted super senshi had its perks, definitely - he noticed immediately that his stamina had increased, as had his speed. He hadn't tried his new attack and (thankfully) hadn't run into any Negaverse officers like that blonde guy in the alley who tried to scare him into wetting himself...

Well screw you, blonde weirdo! If I see you again, then I'll---!

....I'll what?

He still outranks the hell out of me... that aura was just straight bullshit.

With a huff, Themisto wished he had pockets to stuff his hand into. Instead, he was still covered in that stupid rope that he couldn't figure out the purpose of. It was wrapped in such a way that it wasn't easy to remove, so Themisto couldn't very well unwrap himself and hog-tie someone. What was the point? His sister was covered in belts so... maybe it was just a weird-a** Calloway senshi thing.

His shoes were definitely an improvement, noted as Themisto didn't make nearly as much noise clunking and banging around the playground outside the local elementary school. He'd wandered this direction on a whim, wondering if he should attempt training on the metal apparatuses that littered the back lot. With a sigh, Themisto leaned against the chain-link fence that surrounded the property and wondered if he should go get food instead...

"Kari - quit wasting my time! You don't want to see me when I get really angry!"

Themisto was knocked out of his daydream by a forceful shout coming from somewhere to the north of his current position. It was a Negaverse officer, definitely, and someone who matched him in rank. But this person?

This person knew Kari.

And that made Themisto's blood boil.

Without so much as a second thought, the super senshi started an impressive (for him, considering the shoes) run headlong into the Chaos signature. Kari mentioned being threatened and Themisto had put his mind to solving this problem, no matter what it took. Nobody threatened his girl! Of course, he didn't take into account the fact that Negaverse Captains received weaponry capable of some serious physical damage...

As soon as the blonde Captain was within eyesight, Themisto made his presence known. "EY! Who the hell'er you, and why you threatenin' Kari? You got a problem with her? You settle it with me."

....wait a minute. This guy looked... familiar?

Oh hell no.

Oh hell to the no.

"YOU." came a retort. Because they were so sophisticated, the two of them. This was, indeed, cinematic magic at work. No director, author or artist of the highest caliber could hope to recreate the nonsense magnificence set to take place in mere moments. "Oh now you're Captain Arcade?"

Themisto took a few steps closer, posturing in an attempt to look intimidating. The results were questionable at best, given the fact that he ended up with platform shoes and parachute pants. While he was thankful that the Senshi Sorting Hat saw fit to give him better shoes, the rest of his getup could use some serious work as far as Themisto was concerned. MC Hammer on platform shoes wasn't exactly badass.

"No dicks allowed? What the hell are you doing here, then? Whatever you got planned, son, you best turn your a** around and head home. Ain't no meetin' today, or ever. You ain't threatenin' nobody else, Captain."

(....yeah, you talk that big talk, Themisto.)

Oh crap, that’s right. They get real weapons when they rank up. Not some clumsy, silly rubber flowers and whatnot. Real weapons that could potential deal serious bodily harm. Themisto had to swallow the lump in his throat. He’d just gotten out of the hospital not two months ago after General Assbucket decided to bring a youma party into the middle of Destiny City. This guy had the potential to shank him right where it mattered - leaving a body bleeding out on the ground.

But he was threatening Kari, and if it weren’t for her, Themisto wouldn’t have been been standing there to have this thought in the first place.

Clenching a fist, the super senshi knew he couldn’t just chicken out. This guy would cause a great deal more harm if left alone, and he couldn’t live with himself if he ran off at the sight of a knife. Cetus had been training him diligently in martial arts, but Themisto was far from a master. Cetus insisted on killing Negaverse agents as soon as possible, but that simply didn’t sit well with him. Instead, Themisto had focused on defensive maneuvers.

They didn’t include knifeplay, though.

I have to. #$%^ this guy.

“What’s your name, Captain?” I’d like to know who to haunt in the afterlife. “I’m Sailor Themisto.”

Stay away from his left side…

Okay the singsong voice really pissed him off, but Themisto was wary of that blade. This was looking increasingly Hollywood Blockbuster (in his mind, anyway) and the super senshi knew that one good hit could burst a kidney or something else important.

But dammit, this guy was posturing! THIS WAS MANLY.

"Aight, Captain Epi-douche." And so the circling began, superhero standoff-style. If this were a movie, some serious heavy metal would have started playing in the background. "Whatever you had planned, well now it does include me, and my parachute pants. I know what you Negaverse people are up to - stealin' from people. Why don't you just give up your own energy? You too scared?"

Ghosts wouldn't work here, Epidote was waiting for them. Gotta bite the bullet, remember what Cetus taught you. Get in close and disable.

That's when the super senshi lunged for the captain, knowing full well he could get shanked in the process. He hadn't had enough practice under his belt to be incredibly effective, but if anything, Themisto had a goal in mind - either remove that glove or smack Epi-pen in the throat. You know, whatever worked.

Themisto knew getting into melee range was a huge risk. Epidote could swing and catch him in the---

s**t!

The Captain's swing of his gauntlet did indeed catch Themisto despite him backing up as soon as his fist made an impact. The gauntlet's blade sliced through some of the rope tied around the senshi's arm and gave him a thin red line across the flesh of his chest. It was deeper than a paper cut, but the senshi was thankful it wasn't any worse than that.

Run out of clever things to say? Themisto took offense to that and scowled in response.

"What am I gonna say to a coward who would rather take energy from other people? Why you took scared to give up some 'a your own, Epi-pen? You're such a manly man, takin' energy from defenseless people."

READY, GHOST SQUADRON!

"Oh? It doesn't work that way? What? You're too good for donating?"

Themisto had no idea what the Negaverse even needed energy for, but it made no difference to him. They were performing evil deeds for nefarious purposes, did Themisto need a better reason to try and stop them? "The Negaverse decide your energy is s**t, so they send you out to be dicks in Destiny City? Do you even know why you're out for energy in the first place?!"

Not that he expected Epi-demic to answer, of course, but it sure sounded cool!

It was then that the Captain probably had enough and lunged for him, gauntlet at the ready. Blade extended, Themisto knew the Captain's reach was too great for him to simply back up to avoid it. The super senshi could only move his vital organs out of the way. Jumping to the right, Epidote managed to catch his shoulder and embedded the blade a good half inch into tender flesh. Themisto had to bite back a shriek and used what sense he had left to grab onto Epidote's arm and hold him close.

"Multorum Animos!"

Truthfully, Themisto's shoulder was hurting like a b***h. His muscles were tensed and his nerve-endings were alight with electricity. Crimson blood was staining his off-white fuku. Through gritted teeth, he had to swallow the pain enough to release the Captain's arm and back up a few steps, out of melee range. The ghosts had done their job, as far as he could tell.

It was times like this where he felt just a little bit badass, but it was offset by the fact that he was stabbed and also bleeding.

Thank god for medical insurance.

A hand immediately went to cover the stab wound. Damn, it hurt! "Karma, Captain." Themisto wheezed. It was a bluff, of course, but maybe it would work. "The ghosts know you're doin' bad s**t. The more bad s**t you do, the more the ghosts come for you. Heh."

...that was the best he had at this point, all things considered.

"You leave Kari alone. You leave everybody alone. You got it?"

Yeah, roll for intimidate. neutral