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Using the crystal tablet to try and find Haüyne would have been quicker, but there was a paranoia set in that was instilled from her Da about the man listening in on anything that transmitted voices. Harmotome's body was tight with agitation, worry, and concern for what would happen if someone else found out. Her quick pace through the Negaspace barracks could be passed off, she was sure, but seeing another Captain or General along her trek had her nerves spiking. Did they know? Were they coming to ask what happened to that poor b*****d that had been with her only minutes prior?

No.

No one knew. No one knew, so far, but her and that monster riding around Pyrophanite's body.

The Captain turned the corner, and immediately collided with another body. Taller, with long white hair and---

"Stillvaterite!" Harmotome's hands grabbed onto the corrupt's arms, fingers digging into the red coat. "Vhere is Haüyne!? I need Haüyne right now."

Still didn't rebound too far before she was grabbed by the shorter woman, and pale brows rose as she peered down at Harmotome's face. The Captain seemed terribly...upset? If it wasn't her expression, it was the tone and the way which she felt her holding on. "Hey, Harm---I'm actually on my way to see the Machine right now. Here---come with me."

No point in asking what was wrong right now, that'd be a stupid question, and she'd soon find out because...well. She'd be a fly on the wall when Harmotome spoke to her friend. Upon arriving to the room, Still was well beyond the point of knocking, and opened the door. Harmotome didn't even wait for it to swing all the way open before she was stepping in, red eyes immediately scanning for the senshi of Execution.

"Haüyne---" She said. "It is Pyrophanite. He has ******** up---"

Still's expression went blank as she immediately closed the door behind them, except for her eyes, which sharpened their focus on the back of the Captain. The corrupt stayed at the door, guarding it now in a sense, for whatever was about to be said seemed very serious indeed.

Any other day, Harmotome would have been up in the corrupt's grill about their condition, but today was not any other day. The senshi was in front of her, alert, and responsive to her words. The Captain rapidly closed the distance between them, dark hands reaching out to grab Machine by the bright blue arms.

"He is not out on a mission---he is in area filled vith varehouses---it is not him anymore, Haüyne---" Her hands tightened their hold on the senshi. "It is that youma." She spat the words. "Turning varehouse into a base, filled vith countless snake youma." Not even the soft click and swing of the door signaling Still's entry into the room distracted Harmotome from what she was saying.

The coast clear outside, Still chose to enter to get the scoop on what was happening. She quietly closed the door, eyes on the two, since the Captain was now telling her friend what filled her face with urgency.

"I took another Captain to check it out---ve entered, and then he killed him." Her fingers were digging into the material. "He killed the Captain, Haüyne. Ripped his starseed, ate it, and the youma consumed the body."

Behind Harmotome, Still's eyes went wide and her body stiffened.

"If higher ups find out---it is going to matter." Harmotome hissed, despite the fact it was pretty obvious. All of it and what it meant was obvious. "Ya, I am in to get back his stupid a**." She scowled.

When Haüyne reached out, Still had immediately closed the distance to take their hand in both of her own. "Of course." She answered without hesitation. "Your hand in mine as we get his back, Machine."

Since they were both on board, Harmotome finally loosened her grip on the corrupt's arms. She was still feeling tense, but, she knew now that there was a better chance to get the General back with these two. They knew him. Knew what he could do, and knew what the youma riding his body was capable of. Harm's head snapped up at the question. "I could not tell." She replied. "There are so many youma in varehouse it puts off an intense aura. Can not read his. He needs to be taken avay from it."

Still listened, frowning briefly. "Will it be possible to lure him away, you think? Or at least be able to get in close enough to teleport him away?" She fell silent for a moment, and looked at the other corrupt. "We need to be ready for that gas, as well. We'll be dead if we all get caught in that."

Harmotome really liked the Machine...but a lot of times what they said went over her head due to how much slang and shorthand they used. The Captain was standing with her arms crossed under large bust, scowling silently as she tried to parse what was being said exactly. The gist, she got that. Taking down Pyro without actually taking down Pyro was going to be tricky, since they were essentially going into his base to even get him. "Ya." She replied. "He knew I vas there. Knew me from other times Pyro lost it. Tried to rip my starseed too." She puffed out her cheeks.

Still was silent was she contemplated, eyes lidded. She nodded lightly as the other corrupt brought up good points. Here was a very important part. Formulating their plan. Fans...the corrupt of Ships perked up, looking at the two. "Leaf blowers." She said. "We can lift some leaf blowers from a home improvement store. Many of them are hand held or have backpacks, so we could use those to blow back the gas." Still pointed at Machine. "But I like the idea of hazmat suits too, just in case. I don't know how much gas he can put out."

"Too much." Harm muttered, but she perked up as well as a thought occurred to her. "The varehouse---it is hot in there. Like his room. He has lights and heaters to keep him and youma varm."

Still's expression lit up before it dimmed a tad. "I was going to suggest cutting power so that we could start to make it unwelcoming for the youma but...that would stop us from seeing in there as well. I don't think using flashlights would be reliable...not with how fast he can move, and his advantage to see heat signatures as well." A hand reached up to touch her chin, and after a moment she lightly tapped a finger on her lip in thought.

This time, her expression lit up and stayed that way as a new thought occurred to her. "But we can still make it unwelcoming." She replied. "We can gather some fire extinguishers and use those on the youma and Pyro---the cold should do something to them. Enough." Something else occurred to her. "I think I remember something---I think it was a movie. There were these sand creatures that had heat vision too, and the main characters were trapped in a building with them. To get out, one of them used a fire extinguisher to cover himself and it temporarily turned his signature to cool so that the creatures couldn't see him. It's a stretch, but maybe it's something to think about as well."

After another moment, Harm piped up, "Somevhere out of his element---you can teleport him to a butcher's!"

Still looked over at the Captain, and looked a little alarmed at what she might be suggesting.

"Large freezers! Valk-in. For the meat. Can teleport him to the freezer. Slow him down."

The corrupt relaxed. "Oh---oh." She looked back at the other corrupt. "...Does that sound solid, friend? A combination of some gas resistance we need to gather, some fire extinguishers to slow him and the youma down, and a teleport to a freezer?"

Still gave the other corrupt a light grin in appreciation, but turned towards Harm as the captain announced she knew a meat joint. She then described where it was, and Still nodded. Okay.

Alright. This might actually work out...no. It had to work out.

After hashing out where they were going to meet after accomplishing their specific tasks, Still echoed Machine's words and gave them a high five. She then grabbed Harm to teleport her to her task before attending to her own. Work smart...something about this entire ordeal was nagging at her, but she shelved it for now. There were more important things to be focusing on.