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Chambersite threw the toy turnip up and down. Up and down. Up and down while he waited for the... corrupted senshi to meet with him.

As a new lieutenant and one without a General, the one having gotten him into the Negaverse not really caring about having underlings, he had been left to his own devices so far. Which meant quite a few hours of combing through the Negaverse database. And while doing so, he had come upon the mention of corrupt senshi and a list of the registered ones. He had been surprised at first. Weren't they fighting against the senshi? The further he read though, he realized that there were magical beings on their side too. As of yet he had no reason not to trust them, but he had wanted to get to know them a bit better.

Which is why he had sent out a message asking if perhaps he could talk and spar with one. While he had hoped for an... "eternal" was it? A "basic" corrupted senshi had answered, and while Chambersite had been a bit put-off, he nonetheless responded in kind and they had decided to meet up. After all, even if they were just a "basic" corrupted senshi, he could still learn about them. It would just be more advanced information if he got to speak with an "eternal" corrupted senshi.

He still thought of magic as something that was just made up, but he was starting to accept it more and more, which did make him a bit jealous that he wasn't one himself. However, he knew he could do just as well without it.

He continued to toss the turnip, waiting at the statue that he had suggested they meet at. It was in one of the city's many parks, a place that he didn't often visit, but thought that there might be fewer people, including Order senshi, that may have interrupted him. Not that he would have minded some civilians stumbling upon them. He could just drain them after all. But it was night, in November, and cold. The only civilians that would be around this time of night would be ones in... less than desirable conditions. Chambersite considered himself lucky that his uniform protected him from the harsher parts of the freezing air. All that needed to happen now was for the senshi to come so they could finally talk and spar for a bit.

In the meanwhile he had leaned against the statue while waiting, and still throwing the toy up and down, but he stood up when he felt the senshi's signature. Or at least he was pretty sure it was the senshi... he hadn't yet met a corrupt senshi without there being a large group of the others, so to feel it by itself was interesting. It certainly wasn't bad, but he had been a bit surprised.

He saw the senshi walking towards him and an eyebrow was raised on his face. He knew that they couldn't choose the uniforms that they got but still... he just felt bad for some of his fellow agents. Was that... a flapper outfit? He sometimes wondered if Metallia liked to play jokes on them when it came to how they looked.

But she couldn't help it, and Chambersite smiled in return to her question. "That's me. I'm going to assume you're Sweetite. You ready to do some sparring? Might get a little warmer at least." After all, it was starting to get colder and colder. It was too bad their outfits didn't account for weather changes.