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 Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 6:22 pm
It was hot - too hot. Why hadn't the rain from the day before cooled off things, and possibly broken the heat they'd been suffering the last week. His uniform while elegant, and to his liking, was stifling and thus the coat had been removed and left somewhere - abandoned. Benitoite didn't much care if someone found it and knew he was out and about, he didn't fear many on the other side at this point, and perhaps it would bring someone to him that he could deal with.
Shrugging a bit he rolled up the sleeves to the silk shirt he wore and went to work on finding someone to drain some energy from. It was, to some of his rank, a lowly task that they were above but it was a necessary task. They needed energy gathered and it didn't matter who gathered it, it needed to be done, so he often went out and gathered some himself.
Tonight however he wished he hadn't gone out, it was too warm, and as he turned a corner he wondered if he shouldn't power down and get himself a bottled water somewhere soon. "Maybe later." Mumbling to himself as he continued on, fingers moving through the long ashen locks he had tied back.
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 6:33 pm
Summer was miserable. His uniform showed almost no skin and had layers to it. Despite his uniform being modified to being short sleeves now, it didn't matter when he had fur. Hit, heavy for that left him wishing he could find a water fountain to dunk his head under.
Breathing deep, he tore off his jacket and let it vanish before he undid the first few buttons of his shirt. The collar about his neck only collected droplets of swear that ran from off the back of his neck down.
"I miss ice cream." He complained, wondering if he should glamour just to go to a 7-11 for a freeze pop and some soda. Something abrasively cold to help him out.
It had been a night and he was already feeling too taxed to continue. Lucky for him, he sensed a general that could be his ride back to the barracks. Turning about, he headed that way and hoped up over a gate to get over to where they were.
Once he got closer though, his ears turned up in surprise. "Benitoite?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 6:39 pm
Something prickled at his senses, something comforting, it was another officer but they weren't a normal officer. he was sure of that. Youma....or part youma? It was a feeling he could pick up easily, having gotten used to the feel of youma thanks to Bazzite. The thought of his former youma sent a spike of pain through him. He needed to find him and deal with him. He couldn't kill him, even if he still felt hurt by the other bringing him right to what could have been deaths door. no, he'd been ordered to bring him back into the fold. He just needed to find him.
Tonight though wasn't going to be that night. Instead he was met with a half youma he'd seen only once, during that seminar. "Wolframite." Bowing his head to the other. He might be a Lieutenant now but he'd been more once, and would be again. He had no doubt the other would become a General again and would become a terror for the other side again, if he wasn't already. This was someone he would always respect, even when he'd been a knight he'd had some measure of respect.
"You've had a good night so far?" He questioned, stepping closer to the other.
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 7:33 pm
He remembered the new-general from back when he hadn't even gotten a starseed. Even when he was a knight he had treated him kindly instead of as a traitor. That alone instilled a sense of respect and fondness. Beni had made a name for himself and the honor and respect was 100% deserved.
"Not really. Closest I've caught today is a drunk and nearly heat stroke. It's rough having a fur coat on all the time." He wondered if he should get groomed in some way.
"And you? It's...been a while."
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 7:45 pm
"I can't imagine fur is that easy. This uniform isn't either. I've already left my coat somewhere." And he almost hoped some senshi or knight would find it, someone who knew his uniform, so they'd come hunting him. He wouldn't mind a good fight, and with Wolframite here he figured the other wouldn't mind either.
"I've only just started my hunt for tonight, I was waiting till it got a little more tolerable out." And still he'd ditched his coat and rolled up his sleeves, far enough that some of the black ink decorating his skin could be seen. Ivy...fitting considering his uniform was decorated in it as well.
"It has been a long while. I do believe I saw you at the youma seminar however. It's good to see you back amongst our ranks - among family." Coming to rest a hand on the others shoulder, a warm smile stretching his lips upwards.
"I didn't want to have to fight you if it ever came to it." Now he needn't worry about that. If nothing else they'd be on the same side fighting some poor unfortunate soul who happen across them.
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 8:18 pm
"I wouldn't have held any grudges of you did hate to fight me. I'm just glad it didn't come to that. I mainly avoided anyone from the Negaverse. I might have been a knight but I didn't hate you." He was glad he could return to the Negaverse without any of their side's blood on his hands. Things could have been much worse for him then.
"I saw you at the seminar. I didn't have much if a chance to talk to anyone after. I was hoping to talk for a bit about it but I can bother you another time if you are busy with your patrol. So you want any company? I'm still a lieutenant so - well I was hoping to hitch a teleport back at some point."
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 8:45 pm
"You are likely the only knight I wouldn't want to kill...and wouldn't try and kill." Shrugging a bit. He was sure the other understood, he held the same loyalty to the Negaverse. He'd held it even as a knight. Wolframite would get what he was saying. "I had hoped you would return." Though perhaps not like this, though perhaps that was due to his history with Bazzite. He didn't dislike youma, and half youma, far from it. He just had a bad history with it all.
"No, I don't think you could hate the Negaverse. No matter what side you were on you had loyalty to us. Something commendable and worthy of respect. So many who change sides turn on us...become our enemy and sever all ties - turning former allies into enemies." But Wolframite hadn't done that, far from it. He was sure some on the other side, knights and senshi, had hated that about him. He knew if a senshi or a knight joined their side, corrupting, and remained loyal to the white moon he would not approve.
"I didn't have much time either. I was close to going at that corrupted." That one in yellow who acted as though they had a clue what things had once been like, knew what was known years back. They had't a clue. If things had been like they once were he'd have tossed that senshi across the room for their attitude towards him, for questioning whether he was telling the truth. He'd seen officers tossed out a window, into dirty water, for interrupting a meeting and disrespecting the one talking. Things had been very different years ago.
"We can talk and look for any people to gather energy from." Letting his hand fall from the others shoulder he motioned for the other to lead the way. "Even if I was busy I'd find the time to speak with you. You were an officer before I joined. You helped me on my first kill. You've seen more than most have - more than I have. I hold a great deal of respect for those who came before me and were there when things were there bloodiest." Now a days...now a days things were at a stand still without any big battles or bloodshed and deaths had.
"I'll bring you down when you're ready. Until then ask whatever you'd like. After that seminar I think I can handle talking about it all. I think opening that old wound helped. Before then...not so much." There had been such shame when it had first happened and only a few knew about it, knew what had really happened. Some might have known Bazzite, the youma, but not known that he had once been an officer or that he'd been turned into a youma by another officer. It had been hidden away in all his paperwork, which so few looked at.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 7:26 am
He waited a moment to think about all there was to ask. He had only heard when Bazzaite was first corrupted into a youma and it was such a surprising and rate occurance to happen that he wasn't sure if it was just a rumor. Then there were warnings. But back then he only took as a warning when corrupting others to be wary of misdirected power. How would Benitoite feel to know that the knowledge that someone could be corrupted into a youma was one he used when asking the Queen to make him one?
"You said that when you created Bazzaite, that it formed a bond. He hated or disliked people you hated or disliked. He could sense this? What about you? How did the bond affect you? Could you sense these things about him back? Did it make you stronger? Did you enjoy that bond or was is a burden you felt responsible to handle?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 7:41 am
"It did, it grew stronger over time. It wasn't a heavy or tight feeling..nothing bad. But you could feel it." Shrugging a bit he tilted his head a bit. "He could, to a point, he could sense my emotions around certain senshi and knights. I'm sure that fueled his want to kill some of them, more than others, even more. For me...I could feel if he was hurt. Not like it was my own injury but I knew if he was hurt. I'm sure if someone dusted him, and he were returned to the rift, I'd have felt that as well. It was double sided but in different ways." Because what did it matter, he supposed, if Bazzite hated a senshi or knight more than others? And it made sense for him to know the others status and health, Bazzite was his to care for.
"I don't think he made a difference in how strong I was, aside from being able to summon him easily and have the assist. He was easier to summon than another youma."
Slender digits ran through his loose bangs, ruffling them a bit, as went over his wording mentally. Finally his lips parted again.
"An emotional burden, yes. I did feel as though I had to take care of him - and didn't I? I'd made him and was bound to him. It wasn't as if I could dump him into another officers lap and have him bond to them, like other youma do with officers. Not to mention the memories of the incident and knowing how much I'd changed an officer who had been too scared to kill, who wasn't prepared for the war." He'd taken the human, and even the officer, he'd been and destroyed it all and made him into something which went against his values...made him a killer who enjoyed it.
"Sometimes I enjoyed it. I'd bring him gifts...to make things easier for him. I don't think he saw it the same as I did, I'm sure he didn't. He saw it like a child would...a parent bringing gifts to them out of love. It was, in large part, out of guilt in reality. To give him things he couldn't have...couldn't get for himself."
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 8:07 am
He had been hoping the boost to the other would be stronger and more beneficial. A simply easier summon didn't feel worth the heavy burden of loss from a angry youma prone to being reckless and the higher risk of destruction. It was just personal guilt and responsibility for an error.
"I had been hoping a youma human bond from a once-human. Would be more powerful than just a standard youma in the rift.
"His starseed shattered and yet they were still able to purify it. Do you know if he recovered his memories or anything after the process? Or heard anything? You said the Queen wanted him as an officer. Would that shatter his starseed again or is it now repaired and able to make him a normal officer again?"
In a roundabout way, it seemed like a way to cure youmafication. Did that mean those in the Rift could return?
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 8:16 am
"I don't know how they managed to repair the pieces, to be honest. I felt it shatter in my hands, I felt the pieces." Had held them and wished he could force them to fit together, to piece them back together even as they splintered and gave way under his mistake. "They had a wand, or something, an item I'd never seen. There were four of them who worked together." Of course he didn't know exactly what a court, or brigade, was. But he'd dealt with one in this case.
"I don't know about memories...I doubt it though. The times he was able to pull on his human appearence he didn't remember anything from his civilian life.It wiped so much." How enough of him had come out, with use of that wretched item, to allow him to beg senshi for help...to restore him to human. It was a surprise to the General.
"Our Queen, when I met with her shortly after his purification, told me that I should be understanding in that he didn't want to be a monster - who would. Who would want to be a youma...that I should understand his wish to be human again. Keeping that in mind I'm entirely sure that if he were corrupted again he would be an officer, not a youma. It would make no sense to say what she did if he would be made into a youma again."
Moving to avoid walking right into a tree, the street was lined with them, the General tipped his head down for a moment. "I haven't been able to find him since. He was made into a Cosmos knight...that's all I know."
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 8:26 am
"Four senshi or knights?" He asked. He knew of brigades at the very least. He had tried to make one as Gevaudan for the other Ganymeade knights. It was surprising any knights could manage it considering how opinionated and unrestricted their side was.
"Funny our Queen would say that to you. I wonder if she has reconsidered that idea after I asked her to youmafy me." He had admitted, finding it funny that she would consider it a way to be a monster. Bit he would be her monster. Wasn't that a pretty thought?
What a silly way to phrase it. Humans could be monsters. Were very capable. Being a youma just helped him in the end.
It was a gift.
"When Bismuthite and I purified, it had been the Princess of Ganymeade and the Royal Knight Camelot. There had been no wand present. They had said it needed a lot of their power that only they could give. I wonder - if a under-ranked officer like you had shattered a starseed to make a youma. What does a under-powered order member do when they push energy into a starseed?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 8:37 am
"Senshi, all of them were senshi. Only one of them I've seen outside of that night. I know nothing on their magic." Or what rank they each were now. Where they still involved in Bazzite's life, would they hinder him if he ran into the now knight? They could be an issue if he found Bazzite and tried to bring him back. What damage could it do to whatever opinion of him that Bazzite held currently of him? It could make things worse - another failure.
"Perhaps...but he was full youma - unlike you. That could be the reason for her decision in regards to you. For Bazzite being a youma was the same as being some fairy tale monster." Shrugging a bit though he had given the other a surprised look at that bit of information. To ask for that...it wasn't something he could picture most doing. It was nothing he could do, he enjoyed his civilian life.
"Can they even attempt it? They don't touch a starseed like we do, of that I'm fairly certain anyway?" Looking to the other for confirmation. Neither the Princess nor the Knight had touched their starseeds. "So could it even be attempted? If so the result would be interesting to see.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 8:53 am
"Hmmm. It would be interesting if we knew who they were. Having a wand that can purify. If would mean that, if we can get our hands on it, we could corrupt without the need of a general. That or just destroy it so they can't use it again. If it was easy to make, I suspect a lot more of them would have it." It was still a strange idea to know that kind of device had been made.
Their guardians were smart, that was for sure.
"I'm surprised he had enough memory to even be aware to ask to purify in the first place. It means even shattered, he wasn't completely gone." What did this mean for the other youma in the Rift then. Did they wander the decades, the centuries, with heartache and regret?
"They don't touch it, but it is still forcing energy into you. It still reaches your starseed to force the corruption away. Camelot had touched my shoulders with his sword. Ganymeade had her crystal and held it out. It still reaches though as if they were holding it. Still burns." He touched his own chest at the distant memory.
Ganymeade. Camelot. They risked a lot to purify them and it was a mistake. Not even all the white energy in the world could have made him something different then his nature.
"Are you hunting for him?" He asked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 9:09 am
"Indeed, it would be interesting. Sadly I've burned the bridges I'd been under order to form with various senshi and knights. So my connections to finding out about such an item aren't a thing." Or he would have already sought them out and asked about such an item, pretended whatever he had to and faked or embeleshed whatever emotions he'd need to. All in order to learn about such an item.
"I am as well. He had enough humanity, maybe hidden under all the youma, to want it and not want to be a youma. I don't know if it pulled away veils and layers to reveal what was still there...or if it somehow brought back what was no longer there, just for a short time, before it was gone again. If that makes sense." He didn't know which was the case. Was the humanity, and memories, there all along and just buried so deep down. Or where they not there at all and only magic recreated them. It was impossible to tell. There was no way to ask the youma that Bazzite had been. He'd tried in the past.
"Maybe he was gone and the magic in the necklace I gave him is what did it? Created what was no more? Magic does strange things - impossible things." It was hard to tell really, and he did wish he knew. He wished he knew so he knew just how bad he'd messed up with Bazzite. It was a sick sort of want, and even need, to know.
"Hmm....could any knight though have a sword or be able to pull out a crystal? If not then perhaps a lower ranked one can't try and purify?" He'd never dealt with a knight having a sword. Normally they had what amounted to useless items and toys...much like low ranked Negaverse officers.It made the need to rank up, quickly, a thing to strive for. He'd ranked up as quickly as he could back then. A paintbrush was not something to fight with - ever.
"In a round about way I am. I'm hoping to run into him but I've had no luck thus far. I don't know if he's gone into hiding...decided not to power up ever again. If I find him...how do I even convince him to come back? If I force it...it may make things worse - he may leave again anyway. There is also the fact I can't bring him back on my own. Zinkenite doesn't believe in forcing someone to join, and I can see the reason behind it especially here. I don't know the new General Kings and Queen's so well." Only having spoken to one of them once, even though he'd worked at that school for him. The others...he didn't know at all.
"They might as well be ghosts within our ranks. Felt at times but rarely seen or spoken with. They certainly don't show up at fights like others did in the past."
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