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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2022 6:26 pm
“If we haven’t met before, I’m General King Jet,” he introduced as he sat in one of the chairs in his office. He’d invited the rest of the team to join him so they could at least get to know each other’s names and abilities before potentially risking their lives in the Rift. Although they all knew this was a volunteer mission, and understood the dangers involved, Jet had no intention of letting anyone die.
“We’ll have rappelling lessons later today with Lieutenant Reidite, who is under General Aquamarine. He’s an experienced mountain and rock climber, so you don’t have to worry about paying for outside lessons, unless you want to.”
He knew that Lieutenant Reidite was unhappy about the mission. He had civilian obligations that prevented him from joining them in the Rift, but Jet knew Reidite wouldn’t risk Cymophane’s life, and would thus make sure everyone was as trained as possible.
“We’ve asked Captain Leifite to co-lead the team, so if you can, go to her first for direction but if she’s unavailable then of course I’ll be here. Have any of you not been in the Rift before?”
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2022 6:43 am
Niter was relieved that he didn't have to pay for anything, especially since paying for anything was fast becoming the bane of his existence. He was already chilly, owing to not paying for heat in his apartment, so he had taken up one of Jet's other chairs and curled himself into a ball atop it. If he looked stupid to the other team members, maybe they wouldn't ask anything of him. Not that he had much to offer.
Rappelling — Niter had to look up what that even was. Apparently people used ropes to get down into caves or off cliffs or whatever, for fun. As if doing something that dangerous was a good idea. It astonished Niter at first, but he had quickly become ambivalent to it. Clearly it couldn't be that bad if another agent was doing it. And offering lessons. For free.
That was a lot of devotion.
Feeling the pressure of the silence in the room, Niter spoke up first. "Um, I'm niter. My sphere's um, like interstitial spaces. I make things disappear. Sometimes.
"And I've never been to the Rift. Any tips would be super appreciated?" The guide said not to, and Niter was always happy to hear that he didn't have to do anything. So if the Negaverse didn't want him in the Rift? He would happily stay outside. But, since he had been needing to ask more of the Negaverse, he had to break this one rule of thumb to sort of pay it back.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2022 12:20 pm
As she had for the briefing, Andesine arrived promptly and prepared to, first, get everything she needed to know either jotted down on her pad or committed to memory, so she could be ready for the mission. All of her previous big undertakings had been accidental, whether due to kidnapping (the gargoyles over the summer, Astraya and how little of it she’d understood) or simply happening to hear a distress call at the right time (the battle in the disused subway, with those Blights). This time, she’d chosen to sign up for the mission, and so help her, she would make the most of the opportunity.
Second, to make the best impression possible—which fell under the heading of “make the most of the opportunity” in Andesine’s book. Maybe someone else could advance in the Negaverse without people to at least call “colleagues” or “work-friends,” but personally, Andesine didn’t see that happening for herself. Hadn’t happened anywhere else in her life, at least, and she’d found no reason for the Negaverse to be any different. So, bright and alert. Posture, straight-backed and ready. No smiling for the moment, lest it come off as not taking things seriously enough, but Andesine kept her expression what she hoped struck a good balance between “attentive” and “optimistic.”
And third……to meet her teammates.
It had been a failing on her part, for sure, how little time she had actually made for meeting more Negaverse officers outside of General Ashanite’s team. Everyone she’d met, as with so many other things, had happened into her life by chance (frankly, even Monoceros had been a chance meeting, at first). Networking couldn’t be undervalued at any point, and right now, it had the potential to save lives.
Once the willowy senshi in the purple and peach fuku—Niter, Andesine repeated in her head, so she wouldn’t forget—spoke his piece, Andesine held up a hand. “Lieutenant Andesine, and I haven’t been into the Rift before either,” she said. Close to six months here and there’d been so many ropes to learn. Heading into the Rift when lieutenants couldn’t reliably command the youma who lived there had seemed……somewhat less than a good idea. “Was instructed that it posed too much danger for Lieutenants to visit alone, and I haven’t been assigned to any of the safe-house resupply runs, as yet.”
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2022 9:55 pm
From where he was sitting Miyamoto spoke up, slowly. "Miyamoto, I've been to the rift during the last mission down there." Shrugging a bit as he spoke. He knew youma didn't like his kind so he didn't much care for the Rift either. But they had said youma weren't going near this place so he'd be safe...and thus he was willing to go down there and see what was going on. He wasn't here to make friends, he wasn't social like that, but he did want to show his dedication and loyalty...as if using magic on a senshi, from behind, in a group of other senshi didn't show dedication already.
This he figured was expected of him and it owuld help to know who he would be working with, who he needed to trust to not get him killed...or worse.
Once this was over he was going to treat himself to a drink; something strong.
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