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Carnelian was on the hunt tonight, having spotted the cutest little Page he'd laid eyes on in probably a week or so. The little thing had the poofiest pants and no sense of survival, it seemed. The boy didn't initially run at Carnelian's approach, which Carnelian found very odd indeed. Having hailed the boy from a distance, the corrupted senshi casually approached to assess the potentiality of a threat. Upon closer inspection, the redhead was sure the little Page might be peed himself.

Just a little. Maybe metaphorically.

Susquehanna was accosted downtown, atop a tired old grocery store nestled between high-rise condominiums and apartments. It offered below-street parking and was blessedly deserted this time of night. The corrupted senshi was simply out on his usual energy-draining route, and when Pages didn't run from him... well, he simply had to find out why.

Closing the distance between them was a cakewalk though Carnelian chose to preserve energy for teleportation later. If the puny thing with poofy pants decided to call in backup? Carnelian wanted an avenue of quick retreat whenever possible. Gliding from building to building in a velvet silence, the redhead finally lit on the lip of the rooftop and smiled at the Jupiter Page. Yes, he'd learned those symbols long ago - 4 meant Jupiter, and he was cuter up close.

"Good evening~ Are you out all by yourself tonight~?"

"Oh, darling," came a velvet reply, Carnelian sauntering ever closer to the intended target. The stuttering was cute. Maybe he would need this one, too. The snow crunched beneath his boots, giving way to dirty rooftop, carving a trail from predator to prey. "You shouldn't be out so late at night all by yourself. You look so lonely. Really, I could help escort you home. You poor things, you must be so cold."

Closer, ever closer, Carnelian's hands were removed from his jacket pocket to snatch up the little Page should he decent to run. That starseed twinkled inside his chest that heaved with panic. Carnelian had no interest in plucking the Page's soul from his chest. Instead, he'd rather ferry the poor thing to General-King Axinite for a baptism. How precious would that be?

"Don't worry, I don't bite~"

The tears were too much. How many of these poor, defenseless little boys and girls were awakened and set loose in the city without a clue of how to protect themselves? So many should be scooped up into his arms, like the velvet shepherd he was, and whisked away to the loving embrace of the Negaverse. Why, then they would have someone to care for them! Someone to teach them and look out for them. Carnelian was practically offering freedom and protection to the poor, defenseless Page.

"I'd be happy to escort you home, darling." came the pleasant offer, Carnelian continuing his slow saunter towards Susquehanna. The corrupt had a decent idea of what the Page intended to do - leap off the building rather than be snatched up? Brave, perhaps, but did this one know what wondrous powers Chaos afforded to them?

Perhaps he needed a demonstration...

Within the blink of an eye, Carnelian had teleported from facing Susquehanna to right beside him, standing on the edge of the rooftop just as the Page was. Gliding a hand around the shorter boy's shoulders, the corrupt leaned over to get a good whiff of his hair and scalp. "See? It's not so bad. Come along now, darling. I have some people I'd love for you to meet!"

Carnelian was proud of himself for finding such a precious Page. He was trembling in his boots, ripe and ready for a dark baptism. All he needed to do was be whisked away for a new life! Unfortunately, carnelian wasn’t paying enough attention and was beaned right across the head with an oar.

The redhead was too busy checking for injuries to his head to give chase. Cerisse would be so upset if anything happened to his face... Silently, he cursed beneath his breath and vowed to snatch the boy up like a boogeyman next time their paths crossed.

(Sorry for the shortness! Fin!)