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Sylvite was happy. She'd never really outgrown being way too into Christmas, and all the cookies in class and holiday music in the supermarkets on the more mundane side of things was enough to send her into a bouncing flurry of grins. If that wasn't enough, she got to come out under the shine of all the store's Christmas lights as her magical self.

The Negaverse wasn't much for celebrations, but there was still something really nice about doing basic tasks in such a festive setting. She was gonna have a lieutenant with her tonight, too, which was exciting on a more serious note. It seemed that after a couple years, the higher ups were finally figuring out that she knew what she was doing, that she was like, important.

And there was something about the thought of having an underling, as Still called it, even for one night, that was pretty thrilling.

She sat cross legged on the corner where they'd agreed to meet up, knees pressing into the sidewalk as she looked up and realized that snow was beginning to fall. Her eyes went even bigger at that, and she stuck out her tongue, hoping to catch a couple flakes.

She spent a couple minutes catching snowflakes before the aura popped up and didn't stop until her mystery lieutenant was so close she could hear his footsteps. At that point, she swiveled to face him, grinned, and waved as she got a good look at him. His outfit, she decided, was pretty great. It looked like something out of a fairy tale.

Maybe not a snow day type fairy tale, but then in the long run, it was probably better to have something a little more neutral.

"I'm comfy, yeah," she replied, getting to her feet in a smooth motion. "Don't worry, I'm not one of those 'at attention or else' types. Especially not in a great snow like this!" She turned her face skyward for a second, back arched, feeling the cold flakes on her cheeks. That was when she heard it. A giggle, and not like the guy's voice at all. She glanced over her shoulder, then shook her head, a few stray flakes flying from her curls.

Weird. Probably just a kid or something. "Water fountains don't really have snowcones," she said, the words coming fast. "And even snowcones, like, they're okay for summer but they're really nothing compared to the fresh from the sky stuff."

Seemingly remembering her role all at once, she straightened into something more professional and stepped forward. "Crocoite, right?" She held out a hand. "I'm Sylvite. Uh, Captain Sylvite."

Sylvite nodded, all nonchalant, at his description of his General. That kind of technique seemed pretty common, which was weird since it didn't seem to work out that well in the long term. You just got people hating you. "Yeah," she said, "One of my Generals was like that too, sometimes. Till he, y'know, disappeared under mysterious circumstances. It was a whole thing."

She waved a hand, not wanting to go too far down the General gossip rabbit hole with this guy who seemed pretty focused on just getting things done. A little boring, but she'd take what she could get.

"Basically, I wouldn't recommend stabbing your friends, or like, allies, minions, whatever. I recommend stabbing knights." She summoned her weapons at that, two knives with cute candy handles. "Knights are terrible."

She was still smiling, but there was something in her voice that said she was very serious.

However, a quick aura check revealed that the two of them were alone in the area. It was probably better. She wasn't actually good at stabbing knights. "Seems like they're staying home, though, so, uh, it's the perfect time for you to show me your energy draining techniques."

There was another laugh, right by her ear this time. She turned again, and though she maybe saw a shape in the snow. "Ugg, what is that?"

Sylvite quirked an eyebrow, getting more and more interested in this general lady. Her eyebrows moved even higher when Crocoite said he didn't like senshi, and she tilted her head just a little. People could have their opinions and stuff, but she didn't get that one.

"Mostly I'm not really the one actually taking them out," she said, letting the knives fall to her sides. "It's good someone is, though. I'm Information, so for me it's more like doing the scouting, figuring out who the big threats are, who might be worth bringing over, that kinda stuff, and let me tell you," her eyes went big as she thought of the senshi she'd met, especially the ones like Chrysocolla and Still, her good friends who she only knew since people had worked hard to bring them to the Negaverse. "Order senshi can be rough sometimes, yeah, but they usually have cool magic that'd be really nice for us if we could get them. Knights, on the other hand, are both super boring and total jerks."

She figured that was pretty close to an impassioned speech, so she went to finish it off with a strong nod and her hands on her hips like a real superior officer. However, at that moment, something yanked one of her curls. Hard.

She yelped.

"It's not me," she said as she spun around again, a blade held at the ready in front of her face this time. There was something just fluttering away, she thought, something little and with wings and really cute. She turned back to Crocoite, wide eyed and smiling, but then turning back to the air, any traces of the something was gone.

Then, almost ignoring him, she went through her mental checklist. "I thought it was kids. It's not kids, though. Not youma, either, no aura." She grinned bigger and looked back at him. "Yeah, this is something new! That's awesome! Dangerous, probably, but really, really cool!"

Sylvite had been trying to make the best of the night. She really had. Even with Crocoite being kind of a stick in the mud and the surrounding area being pretty empty and boring except for the fairies, or whatever they were, which were cute but making it impossible to focus.

She did her best to keep her smile up and be a good leader, but even Sylvite had a breaking point, and it was torture. She went stock still, the bubbliness draining out of her all at once, even as she felt the weight of something landing on her head and starting to tug at her bow with a giggle.

"Maybe if you're stupid," she said, "And you can't get anyone to trust you." She ran a thumb absentmindedly over her wrist, where she still had rope scars under her gloves. "Torture is desperate, messy, and any information you get for it has a fifty-fifty shot of being super inaccurate. It's also really mean and it makes people hate you. It's the kind of thing Order does."

She kinda wanted to just teleport away and leave him to the fairies, except that wouldn't exactly help her point, and also he was supposed to be under her protection or whatever. "Also, civilians don't know anything important. Like, yeah, senshi will tell you stuff for their starseeds sometimes, but we also need them to like us so we can get political support." Civilians were really important. You couldn't just go around torturing them.

With a huff, she reached out her hand to the lieutenant, letting the knives vanish. "Okay, that can be your lesson for tonight since we obviously can't get anything done with these around. Where do I drop you off?" There was a giggle in her other ear, and Sylvite flinched. Even something as cool as fairies just felt annoying right now.

He was trying, he really was. However, the suggestion of going after a knight or something just made Sylvite shake her head with a frown. Like, just because she was all flashy about her knives didn't mean she wanted to fight. She hated fighting. That was how you got hurt. Like, she'd fight if she had to, for the good of the planet and all. She tried to be a good soldier, but going off and getting punched by some snotty knight was not her idea of stress relief.

She gave one proper huff, then sucked in a breath.

"No, it's okay," she said. She felt like she wasn't doing very good at this leadership thing, and she had to try, even if they'd stuck her with some psycho. "I mean, not the being stupid part, but we don't have to go looking for fights when it's clear like this." The fairies seemed to be really into her hair, and she shook her head again, not as harshly this time. "Now you wanna drain, though? I can help. Show you tricks. That's what I'm, um, good at." She couldn't completely keep the annoyance out of her voice, but she was now putting some effort into it. "But I gotta make a report on these guys for sure." She turned again, trying to get a proper look at the fairies, but they were fast.

Sylvite didn't waste any time pulling her tablet pen out and starting to type out a couple notes.

Fairies? Snow fairies? Really cute, no auras, kinda hard to actually see though.

She looked up to see, again, if she could get a better look at one of the things, but of course now that she was trying to find them they were nowhere to be seen. She did see Crocoite smack himself in the head to try to kill it, which seemed pretty extreme, but then he seemed super into that kind of stuff. By the look on his face, it hadn't worked, and that left Sylvite the one giggling.

"Yep, no auras," she said. "I mean, if they were youma or something and this close we would've felt it by now." And if they were some kind of senshi magic, there would have to be a senshi around, right? She'd have to double check with her senshi friends, but she was pretty sure.

It was gonna take some thinking, and maybe some looking into things, and she could see that her lieutenant-of-the-day was having about as much of all these fairies as he could take. With how annoyed he looked and how much he liked talking about killing people, she was worried that she might have a mess on her hands if she made him stick around.

"That's fair," she said. "You're dismissed."

Hopefully he'd listen to her about the torture thing, but if not, she had her own problems. She gave a final wave and then teleported off, not really feeling like awkwardly sticking around.