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A nervous energy prickled through Beatrix as she looked over the text on her phone. Everything on her end had gone off without a hitch, thanks to help from Theo as well as the funding increase she had from the Negaverse alongside her promotion. It was more than she’d ever earned in her life and that had netted her exactly what she needed to make sure things would work out. Everything was set up in the two-bedroom apartment, with a fully stocked fridge and kitchen. She’d splurged on some things and now, leaving the apartment, she made sure she was far enough away before powering up.

Things were different now, she really felt like she could manage to do a lot more. Getting to the station wasn’t hard, teleporting close enough without being seen by the groups of people. Taking a seat on one of the fire escapes she lazily drained some of the people nearby as she watched the trains departing. Never enough to cause any of them to pass out since this wasn’t her normal haunt where people would pass out drunk regularly. Here people might worry and look into things if someone passed out randomly while leaving the train station.

Pulling her phone out she sent a message to let M know she was here and ready when they were. It was a complicated sort of ruse, one she never really had to deal with but whatever the other needed to keep things from going smoothly on their end was fine. She’d left her own place in the middle of the night to come to the city for college, it hadn’t worked out well but now she had carved out a nice little spot here after being picked up by the Negaverse.

Tugging at her mask lightly, she kept her focus on the area to see if anyone was going to cause trouble with things, she knew enough by now that order liked to meddle when chaos was around. At least now she had her dearest dullahan in all their glory to smite them and there would be no mercy if she could manage.

Her phone vibrated. Delaney picked it up and read the message from Beatrix before frowning thoughtfully. There was already a good chance that Illyria had made it into a good ambush position. Deep inside she had been surprised to learn that her Mauvian friend had also managed to unlock some deeper mode of power which made the idea of something more than just a stunning of Beatrix more possible. But that wouldn’t happen unless this confrontation took place. Swinging her gaze around the station did Delaney rise from her seat before taking her luggage with her to the locker that she had rented for the occasion. Stashing her items inside Delaney turned the key that was matched to the locker and then removed it. There was no way that she would risk her belongings being damaged if things got a little out of hand. This had been the perfect solution. Rent a locker, store her stuff and come back for it later. The key then was clipped onto a carabiner that she had brought with her from home and clipped onto a belt loop of her jeans.

Sniffing softly and feeling a growing sense of tension settle over her, did the young woman glance once more at the train that she would have been boarding before simply turning her back on it. Her earlier trip to the station had yielded information about another entrance/exit for individuals to use and it was with a measured stride that she headed towards that one. Her henshin pen was stashed inside of her coat pocket and with the appearance of one who was confident in what they were doing, Delaney took the exit out of the train station before ducking into the nearest alleyway. Given the fact that it was only a matter of minutes since she had received the text from Beatrix did the bluenette hesitate.

Better get this over and done with, I just hope Illyria’s made it into a good position for our ambush.

Bringing out her henshin pen Delaney silently called out her transformation and felt the reassuring power move through her turning her into the Super Senshi of Bobcats. There was instantly a moment of confusion when her mind picked up on the fact that the only chaotic aura that she felt in the area was stronger than another super senshi. Was it Beatrix or someone else? The power signature was on a nearby rooftop and so that is where she needed to be. Now she really was glad that Illyria was going to be assisting her in this ambush. Even as she made it onto the roof where the chaotic aura was waiting did Meissa clear her throat as to hopefully not startle the waiting corrupt but considering they could sense each other it hadn’t been likely. Her gaze narrowed on the wings that were apparent on Beatrix’s outfit and she winced. So Beatrix was now stronger than she was. Hopefully the combined power she would have with Illyria providing backup would be enough to subdue Beatrix … but what was the plan after that?

Meissa hesitated. The simple gesture of having one’s hand held out in a “come here” gesture didn’t sit right with her. The bobcat senshi knew that as soon as she was within touching distance of Beatrix that all hope would be gone in this scenario. That couldn’t happen. Even as she tried to subtly hide the fact that once again she was experiencing phantom pain did Meissa remain where she was. Illyria was close. The faint aura that only a Mauvian in cat form produced was perceptible on her radar and that made her just a little bit braver in her constitution. She’d try to draw this meeting out just a little longer for her furry friend to get the jump on Beatrix.

“I don’t appreciate being beckoned forward like someone who is lesser in your view Beatrix. I thought we’d be equal in this. I’m not just someone you can easily boss around. Maybe try asking politely if I’m ready to make this next step. Manners matter. I’m my own person yanno.”

Using the word that B was always using in their communiques felt like she was mentally trying to slap some sense in the other. As she looked past Beatrix a blurred streak registered and she had to look away. She didn’t want to give away Illyria’s sudden arrival onto the rooftop.

Beatrix pulled her hand back and scratched at the back of her head. “Ah, sorry. I’m just a bit worried with all the people that we might have some trouble. You never know who’s who and stuff. Didn’t mean to be rude just uh figuring it all out and stuff.” She really wasn’t one to boss others around so she felt a bit bad if it came across like that. “I know you’re your own person, uh just let me know when you're ready then?”

Kicking her heel at the ground as she looked down towards the people below, nothing had popped up yet on her radar but then out of nowhere, there was a cat. An Order cat at that and it set her bristling even more. If there was one, that meant there could be other senshi being hidden by them. To be honest she didn’t really like the mauvians on either side of things so as this one hissed at her she gritted her teeth and took a step forward as fog swirled around her and formed her armor. Sure she might be slower but as long as there weren’t any fighters her rank, she couldn’t get banged up from whatever scrap would happen.

“What do you think you’re doing buddy? She’s my friend.”

Illyria hesitated when Beatrix questioned what she was doing and the statement that followed of Meissa being friends. Her agitation was all too apparent in the back and forth lashing motion that her tail had taken up even as she gave an imperceptible shake of her head, “There is no way that you are friends. None whatsoever. Friends don’t stick their hands in places that they don’t belong when being told that murder is wrong,” Illyria paused her, letting her words sink into Beatrix’s mind before she continued, “that’s right. I know the entire saga of what’s going on here. Meissa told me everything. I can’t blame her for telling you what you obviously wanted to hear at that moment as she was only looking for a way to survive that meeting.”

Illyria’s form blurred into that of her humanoid form and her claws lengthened before she took a step back when the armor formed on the other’s body. This was a wrinkle in the plan to simply overwhelm the other. Was it too early to even consider utilizing her newest ability to fight? The armor was odd in its design and Illyria sighed before summoning the one item that would see her own power level increase more. Feeling the weight of her transformation item land in her hands did Illyria simply press the power button on the side of the gps unit before she felt the change wash over her. Her appearance changed and she gripped her device before glaring at Beatrix. Her feet moved forward, almost like she wanted to attempt to scratch at the other before she broke the silence, “Time’s up for you … have a pollen bomb!”

As she spoke the last two words a glowing sphere formed in her hands and she held it there for a moment before lobbing it at the corrupt senshi’s neck. She didn’t know exactly what would happen but the fact that she was using magic was a revelation in itself.


Mauvian Senshi Attack: Pollen Bomb!
(( Bringing her hands together Illyria calls out her attack. Upon speaking the attack a glowing sphere gathers in her cupped hands. As soon as the sphere is as large as a softball in size Illyria will lob the sphere at the nearest opponent. If the sphere makes any contact with the target the sphere will burst into a cloud of pure orchid pollen. (normally orchid pollen is in 'packets' but this is pure pollen) ...

Exposure to the pollen bomb could result in common symptoms of hay fever: (( Sneezing: Itchy nose, eyes, ears, and mouth: Red and watery eyes and Swelling around the eyes ))

Duration of exposure symptoms: 15 seconds (although players could choose to be affected longer if they wish to be)
Area of attack: opponent must be within 6 feet of Illyria to be affected the most. ))

Illyria hadn’t expected that reaction. Then again she hadn’t really known why she had said those words in the first place. It was almost like they were begging to be said. The effect of launching what appeared to be a ball of pure pollen towards the enemy was intriguing to say the least. If only it had been more effective. Perhaps that mask that Beatrix was wearing had helped to stave off the majority of what she had been aiming to accomplish. At least a ranged attack was better than getting up real close. Even as she heard the slight against her bonded senshi partner, did Illyria appear to freeze for a moment. So Beatrix knew Ida as well. That complicated things. Although she schooled her expression to remain as neutral as possible. There would be no slip ups on her part that could be used against Ida or anyone else that she knew because of the connection that was there. Instead Illyria shook her head in response to the statement that the corrupt had made, “don’t know who you are talking about. I don’t know any princesses.”

Perhaps it was because she was trying to act so nonchalant that Meissa’s shout of alarm didn’t register in time. What registered though was the sudden flare of pain as Beatrix’s swung fist connected with her shoulder. Her gaze widened before she lashed out with her clawed fingers - attempted as best as she could, to land some sort of strike on any part of the corrupt’s body that wasn’t covered with the spectral armor - which only left the target area of Beatrix’s face.

They’d frozen but then acted like nothing had happened and Beatrix didn’t buy it, there was just that feeling there and then there were claws coming at her face. She pulled up an arm to try and block it but it was too slow with the armor. Cursing she did notice Meissa moving behind her, when no attack came she smiled. At least the cat was apart from them even if they’d gotten a good scratch on her face which had torn her mask slightly.

“Well if you don’t know her then I guess that means she won’t come and save you then either?” Taking just one step back, she knew that it was a risk but she could run if needed and take Meissa with her. They were close enough, just a few more steps back and she could grab and go. Thinking about what she was doing next, a sick and twisted smile crossed her face as it was visible through the torn skeletal mask. “Maybe I’ll introduce you to my friend, they’ve fully made it here after all my hard work.” It was as natural as breathing, even as a new sense of anxiety started to brew. Maybe it was because bringing them out would bring more attention than she wanted, maybe it was the idea that that princess might just appear out of thin air. Either way, she stepped back as her armor faded back into fog, fog which started to hang low on the ground as a new sound came, the sound of dragging chains and a horseman who always came to her call.