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Harmotome was moving across the building tops, carrying a bag filled with bags of cheetohs in one hand. While it was awesome to be placed under Pyrophanite for Zircon's purposes (and her own amusement), it had also become something of a double edged sword. How she got delegated to running b***h errands for the boy she wasn't sure...but as long as she was a lieutenant, there were some things she didn't have leeway with.

She leapt over a gap in the buildings and landed on the other side, but paused as she sensed two signatures underneath her. A captain and either a...squire or a super? Pyrophanite said something about being able to tell the slight differences, but eh, maybe later. Harmotome back tracked and peered over the edge, and gasped. Hey! It was medium toy soldier! She'd recognize that stupid colored uniform anywhere, and she owed him one for the last time he had pinned her to the wall and taken crack shots at her. She watched him down the captain with a solid punch to the face, but she really didn't care about the other Negaverse agent. She had her eyes on the prize.

The lieutenant threw herself over the edge, and landed in the alleyway behind the squire, grinning.

"Vell, vell, vell...I vas vaiting for this chance, medium toy solider!"

The squire pointing out the cheetohs made her recall that she was actually holding them. The lieutenant's gaze snapped to it, and she scowled, briefly, before chucking the bag to the side of the alleyway. She ignored the crunching sounds it made (which meant she was probably going to have go get more), and turned back to Beringia, grinning. She could read his posture, the unspoken language of battle and her opponent. "The one who vill be in the trash vill be you, toy solider!"

She started to advance on him.

"You are tired." Her grin widened. "Vhat is the matter? Last captain vore you out? Get tired after using magic to pin them to vall like pinata?"

"Try me. I vill put you in the trash!" She had learned her lesson last time. She knew she needed to watch out for his envelope. When he tapped her with that, that's when she had been stuck to the wall. Harmotome was by no means gonna sit still though. She grabbed a chunk of brick that was lying at her feet, and chucked it at the squire.

She reached to pick up another piece, tossing it up in the air and then catching it.

"I have been hearing about you lately, little toy solider! You are making scene~ Many agents talk about angry Russian ballet man!" Her grin widened. "Vhat got your panties in a bunch?"

"How can trash take out trash?" She shot back, and was about to toss the other brick, except he asked his question, and she tossed it back up into the air, watching it briefly. "Sedna?" The lieutenant echoed, watching the brick reach is pique in the air. "No---" But wait. Ships? That seemed kind of familiar, actually. Harmotome's brows knitted briefly. "Ships---" She started, but forgot about the brick, and it came back down and hit her head. The lieutenant scowled, and bent to swipe up the piece that had hit her head.

"Now that you mention it---" She lobbed the other piece at the squire, and was too impatient (also now agitated she had hit herself), to wait to play it smart. She rushed him, pulling back a fist and aiming to sock him. "Red hat? Red coat?" She sneered.

If she was an agent who actually focused more on intelligent things---she should have realized that she could have used this bit of knowledge she had about someone over this squire who clearly wanted to know. Alas, it wasn't in Harmtome's nature to be anything but blunt and straightforward, especially as her fists were going. "Ya." She replied. "Stupid long just like all the other ones too---"

Since she was this close to him, and he hadn't summoned his envelope yet, she backhanded him.

While focused on the fight, her mind was starting to connect a few dots. She always found the squire to be a fun challenge, because he didn't hold back. Their first encounter had been a memorable one to her. She recalled him saying something once when she told he should join the Negaverse---

Harmotome suddenly out a peal of loud booming laughter, and she stared at Beringia with newfound mirth and amusement. "Vait---" She grinned. "Did you leave your friend alone, and because you did, she did not survive vithout you?" She asked, cackling as she threw his words back at him. "Good job."

She had hit a nerve, and she was utterly delighted.

The squire wasn't quite as energetic as he should have been. She was fresh and ready to go, and she read his posture to catch his fist. She laughed. "She could be anyvhere tonight!" She replied cheerfully. "Though she is only a call avay!" Holding onto his gloved fist, she plunged her other fist into his gut.

"Though if you vant to see her, you could join now, ya?" Her grin split her face. "I can call general and you can be in vithin minutes! Get to see your friend, not lose her this time---it is vin vin, ya?"

"Nah." Harmotome replied, still grinning. "I am not lying, so that is not vhy I say no." She swept her leg at his ankles, looking to knock him off his feet. "She has new friends who look out for her, so she is probably vith them! Not bother, ya?"

She snorted derisively.

"Right side? Your's? Do not make me laugh! It is veak side. This right side, it takes all. It took your friend, and even if I called her here, you could not take her back. So you join!" Not that she was really interested in converting him. It'd be cool, sure, because he was a good fighter and would be a great fight...but she couldn't really fight him if he was on her side! She liked the thrill of battle.

She liked moments like now.

Tormenting him.

Harmotome stumbled as Beringia kicked out at her, but at this point she wasn't too concerned about him getting the upper hand on her. He was too tired. She could read all the signs from his actions and the way he held himself, as hard as he tried. The moment she decided to go at him seriously, he was in trouble.

"Shame." The lieutenant replied, but then grinned. "But maybe not. I like you best vhere you are. You can stay on this side---Ah." She stepped back out his strike zone as he tried to punch her, and held up a finger as if she just recalled something else. "So Sedna vas old name, ya? See, she goes by new name now! Vay cool! You vant to know it? After I tell you, you vill go home, too, because as fun as talking to you is, you are very boring to fight!"

Also, she was thinking she should probably pass this information onto Pyrophanite, that this squire was looking for his senshi friend hard core. He'd probably appreciate it. Maybe.