“I uh… actually served under General Lopezite.” Lavendulan said gently, offering Miyamoto a warm correction. She could see why he’d assume it was Wolframite; after all, they were often seen together. “Lopezite is truly an admirable General. He has always treated me well and he is a very dear friend to me.” A soft smile tugged at her lips. “Wolframite and I have been partners for some time now. He did help me train, but if I’d served under him directly… well, I might not have found you so likable.” She winked playfully, hinting that her youma nature might have viewed him as a rival rather than an ally.
“And this,” she continued, “is Captain Staurolite,” she beamed a smile at the other man.”Seems you’ve been promoted since I last saw you.” Her glacial blue eyes shimmered with sincere pride. Though he had never been her lieutenant, it pleased her to see he’d avoided enough entanglements with the White Moon or their Knights to rise in the ranks. “I’m truly happy for you.”
At that moment, Tallulah shifted beneath her, his broad body nudging into someone behind them. Lavendulan felt the tension ripple through his muscles. If she didn’t move, someone might end up kicked.
She moved quickly, leaning forward and swung one leg over to slide off his back with ease. Landing lightly beside Staurolite she placed herself like a buffer between him and her youma, who looked just about ready to start dancing in place if she didn’t give him the freedom to move to a less crowded space.
“Do you feel ready for this?” She asked knowing that not all parties invited to this clearing were willing participants.
Nagyagite had given himself just enough time to stop by Simon's, before he went to the coordinates in the message. It hadn't been a long visit, but it had been enough, and while he was still afraid, it gave him a certain amount of resolve.
If they were all doomed, at least he would go down fighting. But he refused to be doomed. Refused to accept that he was going to die the monster the Negaverse made him. He would survive, and he would find a way out.
He would be the man Simon deserved.
So he stormed his way up the hill, and was glad for the growing crowd. At least it wasn't likely that anyone would be looking for him.
The summons said to arrive at 11:00 PM but Sonia wouldn’t even think about using her pen until she was absolutely certain everyone in her family was home, safe, and accounted for. Only then did she search out a quiet spot to power up.
Clad in her new uniform, she pulled in a steadying breath and fixed her mind on her destination. Just outside of Destiny City there was an open field, one she barely remembered as she’d only seen it once, maybe twice, through the car window at a distance while passing on the highway- just a blur in the background.
What could go wrong? she thought dryly, fully aware that the answer was a lot. Her collection of scars served as a constant reminder of how fate tended to treat her. If they were lucky in defeating this impending threat, their best case scenario might still end in a hospital visit… for her or someone she cared about.
With a resigned sigh, she made her third attempt at teleporting since her Promotion.
The solid concrete beneath her vanished, replaced by soft, uneven ground. Her heeled boot slid instantly on the slick grass, and before she could catch herself, she crashed into something… or someone… solid but not entirely stable, dragging them both partially down the hill in a messy heap.
"I do remember that time." Abzu's voice was low and somber to match Pendour's mood, not wanting to trigger stress in them any more than it was already triggered. He rubbed his thumb over Pendour's hand, leaning in toward them. "First exposure I had to anything major like this, to be honest."
Like this, standing with others like them, and standing ... with others very unlike them. Abzu had to swing at the agents the last time there was such a concentration.
... Admittedly, there was very little to compare this to. Abzu was fairly sure a common threat was not a common thing for them.
He leaned back into Stromboli's hand on his shoulder, glancing back to him and the other new arrivals--Ran was greeted with an incline of his head--before offering a light laugh that hid how much his mind was turning about itself. "Hardly. I talked to Almadel recently, and he seemed horribly stressed." Abzu worried over his lower lip for a moment, but seemed to disregard that in its entirety when he got a look at Onasilos again. "Not usual for him to really come across as worried about anything."
Except for when his museum was falling to bugs, Abzu supposed --
Oh, Mystras! "Ha, join the party," greeted Abzu with ease, squeezing Pendour's hand a bit tighter when Mystras suggested it was time to punch the thing. He knew that wouldn't be her ideal solution. Abzu would prefer it to be somethine else, himself, but-- "We're trying to protect Earth from it. Punching might be the least part of what we need."
Abzu winced for that.
"But maybe we can find another angle. Don't suppose the foreigner has an idea."
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“Ok, I… I really hope this works. Just know we might end up in mirror space.” Markeb flashed her brother a smile that said something along the lines of don’t shoot me if s**t goes sideways.
Vauxite raked a hand through his hair, clearly stressed “It doesn’t matter, as long as you get us close. Rakovanite does not appreciate tardiness.”
“You could always just message him and ask if he will teleport you there and I can meet up with you,” she offered as an alternative but he simply shot her a look that suggested he had considered it. “It’s just an option…” she added in her defense.
“If I knew you’d stay home then I would. But you won’t, and I don’t want to wander around looking for you either,” he stated simply, his tone leaving no room for argument because she knew that was likely what would happen.
“Don’t let go of my hand then.” The mirrors had been finicky recently, pulling her to places she’d never been, but hopefully, if something happened like that again, Remarque could get them out.
Markeb turned and pulled him through the rippling surface of the mirror and was glad when the scent of grass and a cool breeze greeted them. Fortunately, her passion for stargazing had paid off since she had mirrors place in several areas that had open fields so she could set up her telescope in a place where there was nothing to obscure her view. “I think we can run the rest of the way. Let me know when you see your team.”
Vauxite nodded and began sprinting to the rendezvous location, pausing only when they reached a hill and could get a better view of everyone who had arrived. “There,” he pointed to where he spotted Narcissus surrounded by a group of dark-colored fabric save for Dia who had a very vivid blue.
“I see them,” she nodded as he hurried down the hill to join his team.
When the two of them got close enough they were both a bit winded but Markeb was prepared enough to have two full waterbottles in her subspace pocket, one of which was handed to her brother before he greeted his general. Vauxite nodded his thanks and took a long drink, draining half the bottle before handing it back to her.
“Rakovanite, Narcissus, Diasporite, Diesel, Gremlin...” he greeted each of his teammates with a small nod while his sister simply waived with an awkward smile feeling like she didn’t quite belong in this group of agents and should be with other Dark Mirror Senshi instead.
Hekate answered the summons, albeit reluctantly, since she didn’t think her magic would be of much use. If she was a Super Senshi, maybe… but she had no idea what kind of magic she would learn if she ever earned a promotion.
As things were, she was often prone to moments of clumsiness due to her own unfortunate lack of coordination, and because this gathering was to take place in a field, her luck dictated that she’d probably twist an ankle in a gopher hole or trip on a rock because she was not only the Senshi of Jinxes, but a living breathing jinx herself.
She had considered reaching out to Lenka and see if her friend was wandering around somewhere when her vibrant green eyes spotted a small group of the Court gathering. Surely if the Senshi of Watermellons was here, she would find her way to them.
Not wanting to stand around like a lost duckling, she made her way over to Remarque and the Dark Mirror Senshi who flocked together around him, or so she assumed since he was present as a Prince rather than Eternal. “Hello,” she greeted once close enough to not have to speak too loudly. “I’m sorry to intrude. But… may I join you, please.”
The details were noted, and Borax pushed aside everything else he was working on to head to the meeting point. It didn't matter, honestly, that there was a bit of an internal crisis happening at the bank. Borax didn't really care about the development of that so much as he cared about continuing to earn the praise of Laurelite.
That held more power. That held more promise. And perhaps if they could wrangle this electrical snake, that power could funnel through his veins.
... So long as Tincalconite didn't embarrass him in front of his superiors. At the complaint of his underling, who was sullenly crossing his arms and grumbling some bullshit, Borax rolled his eyes. "Blow me," he replied, flatly, before turning his attention outwards. "You were going to show up whether I asked you to or not because Faustite asked."
Borax's gaze drifted to Faustite, then, already surrounded by his entourage of boys. Fitting. "We'll win because we don't have a choice."
And, perhaps, he their team would be behind it.
Borax took out his civilian phone briefly to write Jadarite a message. The Negaverse has to save the world, evidently. I'll try to make sure it stays stable for you and yours. Considering what she had given him, Borax supposed he could keep her posted even if he wasn't her command chain anymore-
Eleonora laced her fingers through Antisana’s and drew in a deep breath. “I’d be lying if I said no,” she replied in an even tone.
She felt more alert than usual with all the chaos around them. Perhaps her sister's words of caution were finally sinking, or because they weren’t together that she felt on edge. “Last time there were this many agents and senshi gathered in one place I almost lost my sister. I can’t help but shake the feeling something like that might happen again.”
Behind the calm facade were stormy blue-grey eyes filled with worry that she could not quite express. “I know our cousin, Gorner, will keep her safe. I’m just- I’m glad I have you here with me.” Eleonora gave his hand a reaffirming squeeze and a small smile of reassurance that her words were sincere.
Though there was strength in numbers and a good reason to stick with a larger group, Alcor had made her decision before even responding the the summons: she wouldn’t be staying near her sister.
It was too difficult to fight while constantly scanning the area for Eleonora; checking if she was safe, guessing what impulsive move she might make next, rather than focusing on her own footing.
This was definitely not looking good. Oh, sure, the preparations that had been put into place definitely seemed to have done some good but the fact of the matter was that the threat to Earth had not been stopped on its approach. That worried Lysanna. Had she been right to think that staying on Earth was better? Her source stone had been recharged after using it once to supply energy to the Commodore's project. Even as she detached her axe from her side did the slightest current of unease travel through her. This was way bigger than any threat she had faced so far. She was just a lowly cadet but even just being here could help turn the tide of battle.
The sheer amount of people arriving distracted the cadet. Surely there was cause for hope that with all the talent that had been coalesced ... something positive could, and would, happen.
But even as the cadet watched the satellites drift up into the sky to hopefully make their way through the clouds ... did a small niggling doubt surface in her mind: had they done enough?
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A slight pressure as she slipped her hand into Itztenoch's would have been the only sign that she had finally arrived. Nessaela hadn't realized that time had grown so short. She had been trying, without much success, to find something that she could contribute to the scenario that would see everyone on Earth triumph over the danger approaching. It just seemed that nothing would come to her though. So it was with a final look around her room that had the Corporal donning her gear and sprinting as fast as she could to the coordinates that had been shared, with, it seemed everyone who could and would fight.
Even as she gave the tiniest of squeezes of pressure to alert Tenoch to her presence, Nessaela glanced sharply to the sky. Her sword was already in her hand as her gaze narrowed. Even during the intense storms that had ravaged Destiny City for weeks, the sky had never looked like this. Alarm flashed through her mind before she took a deep breath. She was here, at Tenoch's side, where she belonged. They'd fight together in order to give Earth its chance at survival ... and maybe something more as well.
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Sailor Totoro, Chibi senshi of raccoons (basic) : Journal
Chibi Totoro had come to the meeting, they were all called. He wanted to do his part, no matter how small he was -- or how sidekicky he was. He did it for his mom and for those people who didn't know what was going on in the world... and well a little bit for himself because he wanted to make sure these people were safe so he could still see them at the end of the day.
It took him some time but he located Realta with Metis, Niflhel and Snowball. He waved softly and approached the mauvian. He was comfortable with her, and if she was comfortable with the folks that were here, he'd stick close to them. "Hi Realta." He said eyes turning to the sky after he greeted the cat and then looked at the others in the group, "I'm Chibi Totoro, I hope you don't mind if I join you guys."
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Snowball's tail twitched as Metis appeared beside them smiling "Hello Metis good to see you again!" Then another Mauvian showed up and shortly after a chibi senshi. The mauvian frowned as Realta addressed them, "I mean, I'm feeling about as confident as ever. We'll be fine." The white cat said.
When the chibi introduced himself Snowball nodded in greeting, "Snowball, nice to meet you kid, I don't mind if you hang with us just please be careful." Snowball wasn't sure this was the place for a chibi but he was sure the kid had his own reasons and apparently knew Realta.
Niflhel had crossed his arms and was looking fairly stoic when they had gathered a fairly decent sized group. Niflhel nodded when Metis said the air was heavy, "Yeah, it almost feels as thick as pea soup." The knight said in agreement, "As far as how I'm feeling? I'll be better when this is over."
He side eyed the new cat, Realta and the chibi senshi that joined them. He'd been through enough he didn't really want a kid getting mixed up in this he had a pang of guilt but there wasn't much he could say or do about it. So he just avoided answering.
Persephone didn't turn up to much. Her years in the war had left her worn down and, to say the absolute least, unenthused about showing the ******** up for silly little engagements in a war that she really had no personal investment in these days. It had taken so much from her; she was content to spend time with her family and friends, teaching classes at DCU and generally enjoying a life more focused on Cassandra than Persephone.
She'd celebrated her thirtieth birthday a few weeks earlier. The twins would be turning nine in a few months, and so far hadn't shown any signs of magic. All, she had hoped, was well.
Except that it apparently wasn't
A world-ending serpent from beyond the stars was more than enough of a threat to summon her out of semi-retirement. and it had surely been more than long enough for the Negaverse to forgive and forget her little waltz over to the Dark Mirror. Still, when she arrived on the hill, she searched out Remarque, because sticking close to the man with the big wings seemed the smartest move she could make.
She sauntered over with a sort of casual confidence; sure, she was weak as could be, but she still knew how to fight.
"Sup, Remarque," she greeted as she joined her fellows. "Can't remember seeing anything this serious before. Glad the gang's all here." That could easily have been a joke about her fragmented memory, but it also happened to be true.
"Persephone," she addressed the group, since most of them likely didn't know her. "I'll be your healer on today's stopping-the-apocalypse venture. Stay with me if you want to live. Or at least get your minor injuries tended to."
"That was the plan," noted Promethei, wryly, as he arrived behind Imhotep and Amoris. Before everything hanging out in the sky indeed. "Hopefully the shielding and other engineering actually has an impact. No idea what we're expected to do against ancient teleporting sky serpents, but."
He pinched the bridge of his nose. Ever since he had dealt with Negaverse agents draining him, life had gotten weirder by the day. It might-as-well be apocalyptic scenarios this time. Was this thing really going to eat the planet?
Was that a bit more metaphorical, maybe?
Promethei had read through the entries. Theories seemed to be flying, at least. Flying theories, but no answers, and no certainty of what to expect. Promethei thrived in uncertainty in some ways. After all, he was a professor. His job was to get to the bottom of uncertainties to a degree.
On the other, he didn't like uncertainties when dealing with their own planet.
"Too bad there's so many people here. It's harder to see someone I'm literally the same height as when there's a bunch of taller people in the way."
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With closed eyes, Lacerta took in a deep breath before releasing it. This was the moment. The flare up of powerful auras, and not so powerful auras; both of Order and Chaos combined were indeed coalescing to one spot where it seemed like everything was coming to a head. The Dark Mirror eternal senshi had been trying to figure out if there was anything more that she could do before she had left her apartment. Stalling only had taken so much time and it was with extreme reluctance that she took off towards the area the coordinates had marked down.
Upon her arrival Lacerta immediately gravitated towards the leader of the Dark Mirrors, Remarque, as it was probably better to stick together. The last of those special mirror shards she had grabbed were now long gone and she almost felt like she might have let Mirrorspace down.
Falling into place at Remarque's back did Lacerta catch wind of what another senshi, Persephone, had exclaimed about being able to heal before she decided to speak up, "I'm also able to provide backup support in the form of healing. I'm hoping we can defeat this creature without draining our magic dry in the process."
