A spa day was the least they deserved after all this was through, as far as Narcissus was concerned. There should be a freaking celebration- dinner, dancing, spa, the works. But that would be a lot of commotion for his sleepy and reclusive fiance, so Narcissus resolved to just make sure he got a good cuddle. Maybe after surviving The Horrors, everyone would need that too.
There'd be time for breakdowns later (or maybe there wouldn't be! -which would be worse, wouldn't it?). The sky practically unzipped, wind picked them all up, felt like they were whipped around to another location, somewhere somehow darker and scarier than the little clearing outside the city.
And Narcissus had to remind himself not to cling to Nat, even if it would comfort them both, the set of the General's expression implied it was time to Work, and Narci's distraction would not be welcome. ...So he clung to Dia instead, clasping the ruffled sleeve of his coat and sending him- well, what was meant to be a reassuring smile, but probably didn't quite cut it in that regard. And his particularly cutting grasp probably wasn't reassuring easier-
But he wasn't scared. He'd dealt with high-intensity situations before, and he wasn't scared- just anxious, nervous, feeling a little lost- what were any of them really supposed to do-
Maybe he should go over to the Mirror Prince... That was at least a link to get a large quantity of people into Mirrorspace, which was practically another dimension, and they would be... safer, there... But it'd mean giving up the Earth- No, no, couldn't do that. Had to stay here. If they went down, it was at least all together.
But as with the other 'high-intensity situations,' Narci expected he'd feel better once there was some kind of objective...
Calaverite hissed out a reprehensive sound as Rakovanite pulled fully away from him, and it was terribly tempting to snatch him back, snarl in his face, demand to know why Rakovanite thought he got to decide what was 'enough' for Cala.
But he didn't. The only reason he didn't was because there were interesting enough things happening in his immediate vicinity. Scenes in the sky the likes of which he had never been privy to before- And things he, admittedly, wished he was alone to covet. 'Dark' and 'ominous,' sure. But the lightning piercing the sky- so lovely. And he had to share it with all of these people. Calaverite hated sharing.
Later. He would bring his various grievances to the table later.
While they were all at the spa, maybe.
He huffed, folded his arms, and turned up his nose. And kept a pace so close to Rakovanite that it was a wonder the General didn't trip over him. It didn't disturb him at all that they were taking up post next to much of the Order's numbers. He barely considered them a threat, barely even worth noting as an annoyance.
Cala did think, as he caught just the barely shuffle of the monster through the clouds, that he might've liked to touch such a special thing. He'd never had any pets of his own, and couldn't really have them now, either... But he'd always wanted one... And the kind that could snack on whole planets sure was a beautiful lure... Maybe it would be enough just to see it in all its splendor, maybe if they felled it, he could run his hands down a silky scale. And that would have to suffice.
"This little s**t," Feldspar seethed, knowing full-well that the wisest thing he could do was ignore Gremlin, and he'd done a good job of it up until this point, but damn if this Mauvian couldn't keep his mouth shut instead of going out of his way to make everyone feel worse.
He caught himself before he could snap more than that, and Diesel's presence was helpful in that regard (oh, but it would be so easy to pluck Gremlin out of his hood and toss him to the ground, and leave him there). But Diesel's bright smile was all for Fel. More dazzling even than the lightning that lit the sky in bright flashes. 'I want to be there for you,' was what Feldspar had said. That should take priority over putting the Guardian in his place.
He stayed behind Diesel as they moved a s group, though not so much behind that anyone would think he was lagging.
(spent several minutes debating if I should quote anybody, since my characters aren't doing anything and eventually decided, what the hell, sure)
If she could roll her eyes any harder than she already was when Lameia was gushing over the youma, she would. Not that it'd be very visible, though, with how her eyes glowed in their entirety. She was... not all together sure that it was overly safe for Lameia to be so close to the youma, so she kept a bit of an eye on them as she smiled to Janggunite.
"Carnotite, and the fangirling one is Lameia of Black Mambas. It is lovely to meet you, though. Sorry for not being of more assistance, but at least she seems diverted for the moment." Of course, how to help him hold stronger authority over the youma... that was a trickier thing. "Once we're all through with this ridiculous mess, we can look into some of that though. Methods that might be more beneficial to you and her--oh, pardon. I'm making assumptions here--is she bonded to you..? Apologies if I got that wrong, of course," she added swiftly as she put on the bracelet and pin to her jacket. She tucked away the berry and bag for the moment--
And... then they were gone.
She'd felt pain before, when she'd merged with the youma. It wasn't quite like this. The making and unmaking sensation though... came close. When they landed, she was... for a moment, highly distracted. Her third eye was still open, and she could see the serpentine shapes of the lightning here... but it was not drawing her to them as they had back on Earth. They felt wrong here. More dangerous than it had before. Snake-like... but edged in needles and gunfire.
Carnotite had been somewhat hoping to channel the lightning against the creature, but now that she was here... even as her own electricity sparkled in the air around her, Carnotite knew she could not call out to that lightning as she had before. It would unmake her unlike anything else. And she would not come back from it.
Uneasy, she closed her third eye and placed a gentle hand on Junggunite's arm to direct him forward after Lameia. "This place is horrid..."
Xyla - Mauvian (Feline) Location: E6 Action: Being a pampered princess, carried by Desiree over to E6
Thankful for the steady arms that tucked her safely against the other Mauvian’s chest as the wind whipped around them relentlessly, Xyla pressed her face to Desiree’s cheek in an affectionate nuzzle, a tender thank you wrapped in soft purrs and windswept fur.
If only she could shift into a bipedal form- stand on her own to feet like the beautiful mauvian that held her. It’d be so much easier to keep pace instead of being carried. But if she were to use glamour, access to her magic would be restricted and she could offer no support. For now, she’d simply have to remain as is in feline form and be content to be held until it was no longer convenient.
Location: H9, with the Mirror Babes group. Action: Sticking close to said Mirror Babes group, and being very attentive to Demeter.
Dropping into an unfamiliar sort of place, Lete was sort of reminded of Mirrorspace, but, like, not in a good way? Looking around where they’d fallen, it seemed like this place might have been its own pocket dimension, like Mirrorspace. But where Mirrorspace always felt welcoming and safe, everything about this place felt dangerous. Oppressively concerning. Lete’s heart raced in a way she wasn’t used to as, in looking around, she really let it sink in how overwhelming the numbers on the other sides here were.
Sure, they were all working together for now—but, like, what if Murikabushi’s stupid General-King boyfriend decided to tell the scary beyond all reason green-haired scythe lady that the Court was too much trouble? After all, certain leggy sluts had probably broken his heart by purifying and what was to stop other Mirror senshi from doing the same in General-King Flamey-o, Hotman!’s mind, right?? Plus, Lete’s survey of where they’d fallen soon led her to peeping on none other than that selfsame leggy slut, kissing on some pretty boy White Moon senshi who obviously had no standards and even less self-respect. There was no way that his stupid General-King ex would ever let that go, and then, maybe the entire Court would be in trouble.
Eugh, Murikabushi was, like, trying to sabotage the Court from the outside, wasn’t he?
Probably so, Lete thought, but there wasn’t any time to worry about it now. Taking Demeter’s hand, Lete stuck close to Hybris, Hela, and by extension, the other Mirror senshi—who were really all being quite smart by sticking together and especially close to Remarque. Not to mention super kind to Demeter (—well, Arawn was mostly sticking to Laon’s side but that was okay, Lete thought; end of the world situation, it only made sense to stick close to people, and if Arawn was just being true to himself at the end of the world, then nobody had a right to criticize him for it).
“Thank you guys for being so welcoming to Demeter,” Lete told them earnestly. “They’ve got fantastic healing magic, and they’re really important to me.”
Which meant that Lete needed to be ready. Whatever happened, she needed to meet it. Lifting Demeter’s hand, Lete kissed the back of it. “I promise I’ll keep you safe, babe. Nothing’s allowed to happen to you ‘cause I already got you a really cute present for when strawberry season starts this summer, okay?”
Arseno barely had time to think before the lightning struck and the wind was sucked out of his lungs. It wasn't the first time he had felt this. Getting his straight in the chest by a soccer/football plenty of times, but he still hated it every time. The inability to get oxygen, anything that his lungs would find acceptable, and no time to hold his breath either, so when they finally landed wherever this was, He had to take a moment to gather his breath and make sure that the lack of oxygen hadn't hurt him too badly.
Luckily for him it hadn't, but he still hated what had happened nonetheless.
What was interesting however was the serpent that was above them. Huge, like something out of a video game he had played or a show that he had watched. He thought it looked interesting and for a moment felt bad about killing the creature but, if legends of other snake-planet-eaters were to be believed, they had to put this one down to save Earth. Too bad, if the Negaverse caught it, it would be quite useful to their cause.
Youma Ram Location: B4 Action: With ArsenoP, waiting for orders
The lightning hadn't scared him, neither had the inability to breath for a few moments. Neither were new to him, even if they were uncomfortable, but he was prepared, mentally at least. When they finally touched down on the "ground" for a moment he wavered, before being able to stand upright on his hooves again and looked toward the sky. The creature was huge.
It would be perfect for testing his skills on, and he didn't have to hold back either.
"I wish they'd try. I want it. It's been a while since ...and we haven't been able to really tear into them after their invasion." He flexed his claws, imaging a delicate throat in his palm. It had been ages since he felt the humming energy of order against his hand, and it sang to him like a sweet intoxicant. There was a sea of targets all around them, and while so many enemies was a concern, it was also an opportunity.
They were all round up in one spot with no escape. While there was a reason, and their priority was returning home and the protection of the Queen, there was still room for other objectives. Royals were dotted about the place. As nauseating as it was to feel the swarm of energy signatures pressing all around, overwhelming the inner senses among the array of uniforms, they did stand out in the flickering spikes. Royals were harder to just happen upon in the wild of Destiny City, and Wolframite raised ears up to listen and look for someone among the group. Some cocky voice in light blues and whites - but nothing was there.
Clicking his teeth, he turned to Laven and Miyamoto. "Better to kill Cybele ourselves. Let's not have the beast have all our kills." He muttered, looking about to where Benitoite was pointed out.
"Our Queen is here. We need to make sure they don't get swarmed during battle." Not that Laurelite was helpless in the least, but if the entire force of Order turned on just that one target in hopes of ending the war, then their priorities would be changing in an instant.
"Good idea." And with the call to stick together, they took Laven's hand and moved with Miyamoto towards the General King.
post 12 Moving to F3 with Lyndin and other Vanguard, next to Cypher
She had to admit… she rather sided with Aliez on this one. The Commodore said no unexpected twists... but part of her was still wary--and she rather hated that. She wanted to trust him. She wanted to be sure of the person she was following. Even if she didn't agree with him all the time, even if she was against what had happened that night, and what he'd done (and tried to do…) to Caedus…
Still, she winced to the last of Aliez's words, silent as she followed after the Commodore and the others. Was it silly that she hoped everything going well now, here, would help restore that trust?
Daesva looked to Cypher and caught up with him, aware she hadn't seen him in quite some time--she'd really not seen any of them in quite some time but that was besides the point… "Good timing," she said softly, motioning to the change in his rank. She smiled, pleased for him. "Perfect time to test out a new weapon, no?"
There was something else in his bag, and the only thing no one had addressed as far as he could tell. Some sort of red gem that had less sensation than the other items in the bag. "Rak." Weissite held it out, briefly, letting his general and the scattering with him see it. Though they were jostled from this plane before anyone even had a chance to comment. Everything was stuffed promptly back in his bag, and Weissite shuddered from the static in the air. When Rakovanite, Diesel, Cala, and Fel moved, he went along, staying at a pace just behind Feldspar and keeping his eyes on the sky.
Sailor Byakko Senshi of the West (basic): Journal Location: C3 Action: (Post a brief summary of what your character is doing; this includes actions as well as who they are interacting with)
Byakko shrugged softly, "It's all good." The senshi of the west said as she glanced at her sister before looking up at the storm. The senshi tilted her head when Coco said her sister was ready, "I just like giving my little sis a hard time."
There was suddenly a large energy signature that appeared that caused Byakko's head to turn. "Oh lord that is one huge chaos energy signature."
While she didn't know who Laurelite was she didn't really need much of an introduction she was obviously stronger than probably almost anyone else here.
It wasn't long after that the whole group of people there was sucked into some weird space. She looked around, when they finally ended up landing. "That was perhaps more unpleasant than expected."
Not long after the cat started leading the way to a different area was which find by her, they were too close to the chaos auras in this area. She hadn't noticed Tea was lagging behind a bit, but when she got nudged by her sister and stared at Byakko looked back over her shoulder with an Oh expression.
Super Sailor Tea Senshi of Mice : Journal Location: C3 Action: (Post a brief summary of what your character is doing; this includes actions as well as who they are interacting with)
Tea rolled her eyes at Byakko who was being typical big sister vibes. "Yes, yes give me a hard time all you want." The senshi of mice waved her sister like she was dismissing her.
No sooner had she said that she also felt the energy signature that Byakko did, "Woah.... that's unfortunately impressive." She said softly looking for the person who showed up with that energy signature. She was very pretty but it was a shame they were laden with chaos.
When the sky opened up and sucked them in Tea made a small squeak. When they landed she was looking around and paused she thought she'd saw someone (Victoria) that looked strangely familiar but Byakko and Coco were already moving. She hustled to catch up with them before nudging her sister looking at her with out saying anything. Thankfully Byakko seemed to understand her though both seemed to quietly agree it wasn't the time.
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Before anything else was said lightning hit the area around everyone who had gathered and he could feel himself forcibly pulled, almost like he was in a tornado, without being able to hold onto anything or keep an eye on anyone else.
It was a few seconds before he realized that they were now on "solid" ground, though as he stared directly at it on his hands and knees it looked... transparent, as if they were on some sort of glass.
He quickly got up, looking around for Gorner and her cousin and the friend that had been around him, barely keeping himself from calling out as he looked to the sky and saw the creature that was above. It reminded him too much of the monster on his planet. He could feel himself shaking but he planted his feet on the ground to make himself more secure. He couldn't go back now, even if he wanted to.
He would have to make it out alive, and ensure that everyone else did as well. He couldn't let another world be destroyed by such a monster.
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Ashur's face was scrunched up as he slipped the earring on, debating trying to reach Dani now that things had gotten…worse…eyes up and his head on a swivel as soon as they popped back into what he could only imagine was some kind of pocket dimension. He hurt everywhere and felt winded from the sudden summon off Earth, but beyond processing that and the broiling storm around them, he lost all sense of what was possibly going on.
"Good idea," he said, sticking close behind her as she moved. The Valencyans caught his eye as well, though he didn't recognize any of them or really register what they were doing.
"Remind me when those guys started showing up," he said once they'd gone past. Not that it was a good time for small talk, but he was genuinely curious. "I don't think I was around for that. Not sure where they stand in the war, either. Not that any of that matters right now, but..."
Nembus was willing to simply follow Phaethon in the chaos that crossing dimensions left within her. She didn't want to think about the oppressive auras all around her. She just wanted to help, and almost every part of her was deeply regretting powering up for this.
... And then it got worse.
No. No. Too many generals. Too many corrupts. Nembus grabbed Phaethon's hand and yanked on them, rapidly looking around for a better spot.
There! A princess!
She pulled with more force than she used for a while to yank Phaethon with her to Princess Ida. Elliott would get the hint.
(Lucky for her, he did. As she rapidly moved locations, Elliott trotted after her.)
When Elliott spotted a fellow Mauvian, he nodded in acknowledgement but said nothing else. Nembus, for her part, huddled herself and Phaethon at a distance behind Ida.
Harmonia wasn’t going to let herself get separated from the group she’d decided to cling to. Like the sticky side of velcro, she remained as close as she could so as not to get separated, but as they moved further away from the initial area they had arrived in, the necessity of her practically being on top of them grew less and she was able to follow comfortably. Her eyes watched the glowing path at Muri’s feet, incredibly curious as to why they were being guided to what seemed like the creatures possible defeat. After all, weren’t they in it’s sphere? Or was this something else?
Fang followed Ida, and Ilyria as fast as he could without putting himself ahead of them, watching the General and his spike carefully. He wasn't quite sure what to do. But he didn't very much trust the Chaos all around them. But someone had to be here for Ida, in case something happened. Someone other than Ilyria, who could run for more help, while Fang did help in case anything went wrong.
Achird wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but he hoped his stupid broken magic would behave, if it came to a deadly fight. After getting sucked off Earth in a most unpleasant manner, he found himself landing beside two Squires and nodded at them. He figured he may as well stay here. Running around to find Farbauti would be useless. Worse than useless, a hindrance. Stick to two people slightly more powerful than him (and man, did that sting), chances of survival went up.
All Amateru wanted to do was stand there, cry, and hug the man he had thought long dead for too long. But no, they had to face the second apocalypse, to save the planet that had hosted them for such a short while (he was guessing on Elkurud's part) so that they could maybe have the rest of their future together. He hauled them off to the person nearest to help them.
"You two okay?" Troilus called out to his cousin and friend as they got magically shifted to outer space. Gross. He'd missed whatever they were talking about, too distracted by the crazy feeling of the Calamitous Hollow's storm to realize something significant had happened, other than the whole "whoops, space time with giant snake monster now" thing.
It was just his luck that he'd get sucked off into the vacuum of space without finding a friend to stand by. Cool. Well, he supposed he may as well stand ready for the snake monster to attack. Not like he had anything better to do.
Hm. Selenga hadn't expected the odd gemstone in his little bag from Almadel. As far as he knew, the strange alien didn't really favor anybody, so why did he get this little trinket nobody else did? Did it do something against the Hollow? He wasn't sure.
Selenga nodded at Kaifeng, trying to remain strong. Staying silent helped. Qiye He needed to get back for his spouse. She was the most important thing in the world to him.
Nothing else mattered other than keeping her safe.
The flirtatious words made him blush, but he followed the advice of Lanting and Corvina and ignored her. For now. That... made him feel strange, and now was not the time to analyze it. Corvina's shout shocked him into action as the sky seemed to open up and steal them away, and he grasped Corvina's sleeve with both hands, holding tight, and thankfully not losing his friend(s??) along the way.
