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Sailor Cyllene didn't lurk far from home often. The idea of being alone in the city without her precious Zinkenite nearby sort of terrified her since she wasn't much of a fighter and for some reason Order really really didn't seem to like Corrupt Senshi much. But unfortunately for her, taking Zink's last name and parading around as an adorably amnesiac relative didn't mean that she got out of patrols or meeting her quotas, so she begrudgingly set out into the night.

Apparently, she had roamed much father than she had thought as she stood blinking in the middle of the road, spinning in a few circles to figure out where exactly she was. Wait... Which direction had she come from? Her fingers made her way to her mess of thick, tangled, curly, stupidly long blonde hair nervously. "Darnit..." she muttered under her breath with a heavy sigh.

It wasn't until she felt the strong power signature of a General nearby that the gut-retching nervousness flittered away. A grin split across her face and she practically skipped over to the red-haired General that she had most definitely never met before. "Hiya!~" she called out to him cheerfully with a wave. "I'm Sailor Cyllene, who're you? I don't think we've met before. I like your hair, red's an awesome color. Whatchya doin' lurking about all by yerself? I hate patrolling by myself, I get soooooo bored!"

Stop talking. Breathe.

A handler? Was she supposed to have a handler? Did she miss the memo in which she was supposed to find someone to be her handler once she entered the Negaverse!? Cyllene stared wide-eyed and innocent at Obsidian. When he smiled at her, her immediate reaction was to flash him a giant, lop-sided grin in return.

"I don't! I didn't know I was supposed to have a handler, stupid Zink prolly forgot to tell me," she rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. "Oh well!" Waving a dismissive hand in the air she stepped up to him, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink at his compliment. "Meeee? Pretty? Oh gosh..." Whoa, he was dreamy. Siiiiiiighhhhh....

Looking up at him, she fluttered her eyelashes and clasped her hands behind her back. Easily distracted, Cyllene moved to the next very important topic of discussion- new friends and hang outs. "Well Obsidian, I think that sounds like a fabulous idea!~ It would be super fun, I bet!" She bounced on her tip-toes before rocking back onto her heels. The poor Senshi of Acid hadn't a clue that Obsidian's idea of fun would likely greatly differ from her own. "What'dya have in mind?"