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Strengite had no idea how she had gotten into this predicament, it was not covered in the 'negaverse for dummies' rundown she had gotten during the rather amusing conversation she had had with Beni right after she was brought into the negaverse. Had it really only been around a week? It was still a bit hard to wrap her brain around. Anyway! It still didn't explain why she was stuck in this box. This white walled cell.

The lieutenant lounged against a wall completely ignoring the thin layer of smoke that occasionally drifted down from the top of the walls like some broken smoke machine. She sat there and mentally went through her day. It had started off normally; wake up, shower, dress, eat, work on her writing. Nothing off the wall really. The same stuff she did every day. The only thing she did differently was power up and check out her new outfit in her full length mirror. She had been warned about powering up in or around her home since it could lead to danger but she didn't think this is what the cutie mc cutester ment.

She had just been admiring her uniform when 'bam' somehow she was here. Strengite had shouted and cursed, she had even struck out at the walls with her fists and her weapon... the cheap a** fly swatter didn't do s**t, but nothing seemed to help. It was like she was all alone in the world. Forever alone. And that was a damn shame! She was too hot to be stuck in a 8 by 11 cell forever.

Strengite had no idea how long she had been stuck here. A week? A month? A year? Five minutes? It didn’t really matter since there was no way to tell time. Not in this place. It was like some kind of terrorist torture device. Is this how people in prison go mad? Being stuck in a little white box with no human interaction? To save her own sanity she closed her eyes and just let her mind drift, slipping into a light doze, at least until she was rudely awakened by a rather loud groan of pain. Silver eyes cracked open to take in the pile of man that had somehow mysteriously entered her prison. He was younger than her but unlike Beni he did not look like a child, at least not what she could make out from his crumpled form.

Unlike her own outfit his was eye scaldingly white with nearly neon blue accents. If it was in black she would have called his style emo but white and bright blue wasn’t really in the grunge vibe of punk/emo. He had to be one of those senshi/knights that Beni had mentioned. One of those kids who were fighting the rightful rulers of the city, the negaverse. This was going to be fun.

While the guy figured himself out Strengite stretched out slowly, shifting like a lazy cat or an uncoiling snake, situating herself. Perfectly displaying her body in a coy and teasing manner, but not in a lewd way. Never in a lewd way. She wasn’t that crass, not unless the situation called for it and this certainly didn’t. Her smile bloomed, stopping just shy of a smirk, when he made the obvious statement about them being stuck. Had she wished to be crass she would have pointed out just how stupid he sounded, instead Strengite purred, “So we are. All alone… Where no one can see us. How,” she paused for a moment before finishing her statement, “unfortunate.”

The dusky skinned woman wasn’t interested in the male that way but it would be interesting to see how he handled her teasing him. It would kill time at least.

Strengite felt extraordinarily pleased when she saw the guy’s cheeks redden with a blush. Good. He at least picked up something which meant he would be a perfect candidate to relive some of her boredom. She deliberately bit her lip before smirking, Oh, darling…. You should be. She might not have had a lot of negaversing beneath her metaphoric belt but she could atleast try it out. And to start she planned on making this senshi, butt wings were a good give away, wish he was never trapped with her.

Sighing Strengite stretched out a bit more, lazing about even as her eyes tracked every move the senshi did. “Oh who knows.” Another sigh, a bit of worry deliberately worked into her voice. Men seemed to either be flustered by teary women or want to stop them from crying in the first place. “I’m just glad I’m not alone anymore.” She absently traced random patterns on her skirt at mid thigh with her nails even as she glanced away, her hair cascading over her shoulder enough to hide behind slightly. Every move calculated to get the boy to look at her; at her legs, at her thighs, at her chest where the green tips of her hair were brushing the bare skin. Beni had seemed to get a kick out of her blatant flirting but this guy seemed to be more of a coy type fellow. Keep him guessing and unsure, never letting him get his metaphorical feet under him.

“You-” Again Strengite bit her lip and peeked up at the boy through her lashes, her voice cracking slightly from pretend emotions, “you did come to save me right?” Let's see if damsel in distress works on him. Even as she thought this her silvery eyes started to water and with skill she had mastered after years of practice, one single tear fell before wiping it away. It had all been done strategically. To maximize the goodie goodie’s feelings towards her, either by making him uncomfortable by a crying female or by making him relax because she wasn’t a threat.

Strengite had to internalize her snickering as she watched the boy try to cover up any reaction to her actions. He was so amusing. Him toying with his lip piercing though had her wonder just what else he had pierced. So many possibilities, yum. She had to quickly mask her inner feelings as he turned back to her and stammered. Oh dear, why did he have to be so easy? It was getting harder to keep the sweet girl act going. Not when it was so fun to see him flustered. But still, she did her best.

After wiping away the remaining ‘tears’ in her eyes and taking a shuddering breath she nodded. “I understand.” A bit more pressure maybe. Strengite tucked herself closer together, like she was protecting herself, her feet pulled close and her arms crossed beneath her chest… conveniently putting it on display. “It’s not like anyone really cares about me anyway.” With eyes downcast it was hard to judge the effect of her little performance on the kid. ‘Absently’ she tucked her hair behind her ear, using the moment to see what he was doing, before hugging herself and squishing the girls together a bit more. He had been uncertain about her double entendre before, which had been amusing, but now he seemed more flustered, at least that's what she picked up when she tried out the tear trick. “Why should they? I’m useless.” Just as calculating as before these words were muttered quietly in a rather dejected, defeated voice. As if Strengite hadn’t meant for him to hear her rather than the cold deliberation behind uttering such phrases in their current predicament.

Hook, line, and sinker. She mentally crowded as the boy offered his help to little ol’ her. He did exactly what she had been aiming for, now to figure out just what she wanted to do with him. Sadly she really didn’t know how to drain someone, or the starseed thingy, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t make this poor man’s life a living hell while they were stuck in this white box. It would definitely relieve the boredom. Mentally grinning Strengite kept up her act by peeking up at the senshi hopefully, “Really?” Almost immediately she scrambled out of her tucked in position and stumbled towards him, conveniently ‘tripping’ right towards the end so she ended up pressed up against him, practically hanging off of him. “Oh...oh dear, terribly sorry. I just.” She stammered and did her best to straighten up all the while brushing against him or against herself to draw attention to her ‘assets’.

“I’m just really glad I’m not alone anymore.” Strengite smiled tentatively and glanced away while her fingers fiddled with button on her skirt. Just a little bit more, she mentally judged as she did her best act embarrassed with just a underflow of flirt. “Um… can I ask about your lip,” She leaned closer, her eyes resting on his mouth even as she murmured, “piercings? Do they hurt? Do you,” She bit her lip and breathly asked, “have anything else pierced?”

“Oh… I don’t know.” Strengite smiled, soft and shy at first but as she stepped towards her the smile took on a much more predatory glint. She slowly backed him up towards the wall without even touching him, “Being alone in here. Just the two of us. After so long.” She didn’t even have to elaborate, just shake her head ever so slightly while her eyes never left his. Cold and calculating, countless ideas shifted in her mind as she listened to him stutter and blush. Why was it so easy to push this boy into a corner? He was an elite of the ‘light’ wasn’t he? If he was typical of order then they was downright pathetic, quite sad that the negaverse hadn’t yet wiped the city of them. Then again if the ‘dark’ didn’t just eradicate the little butt bowed warriors then there would be no one to play with. And that, that would be a damn shame.

Once she had backed him up against the wall she summoned her weapon, really the only thing she could reliably do right now and even that was getting tiring, and gently poked him with the plastic paddle of her fly swatter, the material bending ever so slightly with the pressure. “As for the piercing… There are so many interesting places on the human body that can get pierced.” The swatter drifted down slightly and she added just a bit more pressure to the ‘weapon’. “Don’t suppose you would want to share with the class what other things you’ve added to your body?”

She smirked at him, amused at how flustered he seemed and yet how determined he was. 'Not interested' my a**, she mentally thought. Who wouldn't be interested in her, except Beni but he was gay so.... "Awwww, does that mean you like boys? You sure I couldn't," She paused and fluttered her lashes, "tempt you." Not that Strengite was interested in anything more than tormenting him. She did not particularly like blushing little boys but men who she could wrap around her little finger.

With a sigh and roll of her eyes Strengite backed away some. He was quickly getting boring. "And what does the 'lightside' have to offer me?" The air quotes around 'lightside' was practically visible. "Will you give me a minion? Power? The skills to literally hold someone's life in my hand?" Not that she knew how to do that yet but the idea had really intrigued her. It was definitely something she wanted to try. Grinning she lightly smacked the boy on the cheek with her flyswatter, not even giving him a chance to counter her offer. "Nahhh I think I like it right where I am. It's more entertaining."

Laughing, a velvety kind of laugh that had more than just a touch of malice in it, she danced away. Her hips swung to a rhythm only she could hear as she executed a few moves from her exercise class. Without a pole there was only so much she could do but it was normally enough to make a male sit up and take notice, as far as she was concerned at least. She came to an abrupt stop and spun to face the order sap, "You know... I think I have changed my mind. Let's see if I can actually touch your soul first then I'll listen to what you have to say." For once Strengite wasn't talking in a double entendre. She started to stalk towards him from the other side of the cell, her dance had taken her a decent distance away, "I really have no idea what to do but you know what they say, practice makes perfect! So let's practice on you shall we?"

She hadn't gotten halfway across the cell before the floor shattered underneath her. A surprised squeak was all she could get out before she plummeted into darkness. ********!