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Bazzite yawned, more out of reflex than exhaustion. Being summoned into Destiny City to act as a reconnaissance gatherer was pitifully boring, though he was at least rewarded with a few orbs of energy for his troubles. The General who initially summoned him had dismissed the youma when his task was completed, which left Bazzite with a good few hours to do with whatever he wished.

After wandering around and robbing a few apartments he'd broken into, the youma had a nice collection of new trinkets - car decals, a golden bracelet, a lovely baseball cap and whistle on a lanyard, likely belonging to a coach or something of the sort. Knightside Elementary was emblazoned on the fabric of the lanyard, though it meant nothing to a youma.

About to call it a night, Bazzite had happened upon a Negaverse lieutenant with a disheveled uniform and fluffy purple hair. Never seen this one before... With a toothy smile, the youma approached this wayward lieutenant without any sort of stealth. Maybe it was scarier that way.

"Lieutenaaant~" came a metallic song. "Are you out on patrol? Whatcha doin'?"

The youma's face scrunched up, as if surprised by the lieutenant's reply.

"I'm off duty so I get to wander around and maybe eat a few people before going home. I only got a couple energy orbs, so I'm still kinda hungry. You're not going to eat that starseed, are you, Lieutenant...?"

Bazzite leaned forward and reached out towards the Lieutenant's shirt, having seen the starseed sailing through the air earlier. He knew from firsthand experience that some agents opted to devour the starseeds they pulled rather than turning them in. Wolfeite confirmed that easily.

Bazzite wasn't sure whether this Lieutenant was making fun of him. Seeing the starseed revealed again from the sash in which it was hidden, Bazzite felt himself drool just a little. Reaching out with a clawed hand, he'd hoped to snatch it out of the Lieutenant's hands.

Crunch.

The face the youma made was incredulous and offended, mixed together with man and insect. With a heinous gasping screech, Bazzite rushed forward and grabbed Larimar by their uniform and summarily shook the Lieutenant in anger. "WHYYYY WHY DID YOU DO THAT!?" he shrieked. Wings flared and buzzed with animalistic rage. "I wanted that!! Get another one! I'm hungry!!"

Bazzite grumbled with the squirming Lieutenant. Benitoite had asked his youma partner not to harm Lieutenants and other Negaverse agents. Even though he was a youma and was forced to obey, Bazzite still wished more than anything to obey his General. Therefore, Larimar would have to deal with a bear-hug from a man-bug.

"No! I don't listen to you. I'm not bound to you either, Lieutenant EatMyFood."

The knee to his stomach was noted but hardly noticeable. Bazzite's toughened skin and carapace enabled him to shrug off the attacks from the Lieutenant, and being a General's youma gave him that much more of a boost in terms of sheer strength. "You get buggy hugs until I can get my starseed. We're going to go find somebody to eat, and you're coming with me."

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Picking a direction, the youma began to walk off with the Lieutenant in search of the nearest warm body from which to pry a soul.

"Nope. I don't listen to you. You ate my food. You were rude. So now you have to come with me. Simple, simple."

Carrying Larimar like a sack of potatoes in his armpit, Bazzite wandered for a good ten minutes before happening upon a small contingent of drunk transients in an alley. The youma quickly dropped the lieutenant in favor of catching and devouring the homeless. As soon as Larimar was clear of the radius, Bazzite's wings vibrated very loudly. It was so loud that the vibration could be felt in the body of those nearby.

Pollen the color of Bazzite's translucent wings began to flutter in the air, landing on the bodies of the scrambling men in the alley. Soon, the pollen was inhaled and ingested by the men and they fell over, shock still.

"Dinner time!"

The men couldn't even scream as their starseeds were rent from their chests.

Bazzite turned around and, upon seeing the Lieutenant's lack of praise for his efforts, blew Larimar a blackened-tongue raspberry.

"Party-pooper Lieutenant. You're not Benitoite's, are you? If you are, I'll have to tell Beni you're really boring." Unimpressed, the youma didn't really want to hang around a Negaverse agent who not only ate his food, but talked back. Didn't they know their place? Not that youma had an awful lot of authority, but Bazzite would have to find out how to file complaints against Lieutenants he didn't like.

Mumbling to himself in the odd metallic way he did, Bazzite wandered off further down to the street. He had little time left topside with which to work, but maybe he could find a newbie senshi to munch on before having to go home.