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The skies were dark on Olympus, but even without the sun there was a warm glow about it. Olympus seemed in almost exactly the same condition it had been in last time, though it seemed like there was very little on Mars to change it. Lit torches lined the walls inside the Coliseum and they burned with a fire that never seemed to weaken.

The Code had played its part to Mistral; she had requested aid, and it had obliged. To every knight willing to listen, there was an invitation. A peaceful, inviting magic with no explanation. It was a light pull, like a friend tugging on your hand to guide you. For every knight that accepted, they would find themselves here in the Coliseum—though not before Mistral.

Unlike the last time, there was no shifting form in the center of the Coliseum floor. The room was alive with the distant crackle of magic, but the shape in the center of the room was not the twisting, dancing form of the Code taking shape.

Instead, it was Mistral, Page of Mercury.

Niflhel more than welcomed the change of pace from the almost summer like temperatures. Well, to be honest Mars wasn't much different but he still welcomed the change. Shedding his coat and scarf he stood there arms crossed wondering what was going to happen this time.

However, it was Mistral. He smiled glad to see she was feeling better, pity snowball couldn't be here. Though the Knight moved to not hover over her but to find a spot to watch and insure nothing happened to the page. Since his princess' (*) cat had taken a liking to the page, there was nothing more he could do but watch over her a bit.

Buyan wasn't sure why she was called but she obliged much the same. In a sort of writers block the page needed an out and she was glad for the excuse. Slowly she found herself a seat and settled to look curiously on about what was going to happen and hopefully the new information she could gather.

(*) RE: Polaris

As much as Hara Berezaiti might have resented the Code, she reluctantly answered the gentle tug, afraid more of someone suffering if there was a need to summon someone as weak as she was. She wrung the scarf in her hands as she arrived, every inch of her body language reluctant as she entered the arena, then shifting to uncertainty and curiosity when she saw an unfamiliar knight in the center.

She squeaked in distress when arms wrapped around her briefly from behind, clad in pink and symbols of Venus, then realized it was Dendera, whose shenanigans she remembered from before.

"Cheer up cutie." Dendera chirped. "Things will be ok." She noted, slipping inside herself and leaving Hara to find a place to go sit.

Kairatos was looking for Themiscara himself, for personal reasons, since they both had their own particular feelings about everything related to the code, and paused to stand with his arms crossed across his breast plate, eyebrow raised as he gazed down at Mistral with curiosity.

The first think Alexandria noticed when he arrived was that neither of the other two Mercury pages' hair were 'dyed some horrible shade of orange' which meant neither were Babylon. He was alive, maybe. He could breathe, again, maybe.

Second was that he didn't know either of them... ********. Oh well. One thing at a time.

Alexandria moved to take a seat and waited for any familiar faces to crop up... Though then again, all he really knew were Babylon and Valhalla.. God he needed to get out more.. His gaze went from one page to the next before he ultimately stared at Mistral.

"Themiscara!" Kairatos responded immediately to the hail of the Mars Page, wandering over toward her with vague niceties to anyone else he happened to bump into on the way. "What kind of stories? You finally run into one of the mythical other Knights of Mars?" He joked. Their absence had stood out to him, especially after talking to Themiscara.

"No idea about the call, sorry. Don't know the girl."

He was half wondering if she was actually he Codex just taking a humanoid form. It wouldn't have surprised him to find out that it could, he supposed. Well... maybe a little.

Andronicus heard her before she saw her. The page of Mars could be loud when she wanted to be. She turned and gave a wave before following the other girl as she got settled on the bench with a frown. And then incredible concern.

"The hell did you get those!?" she said, failing at her attempt to keep her voice somewhat moderately quiet. She ran her hand over the scars very lightly and looked at her with a stern glare. "What did you do, take on a General?"

Her anger fizzed into curiosity as Themi went on about stories. She was beaten to the punch by the... knight of Mars behind her. "Stories? About, what, exactly?" Her green eyes flickered down to Mistral in case the girl had started talking, and flicked back to Themi.

Stories and a call, huh? Interesting day.

Alexandria released a slow breathe when he saw Valhalla, waving as the Knight approached. "I'm doing alright.. Worried mostly." But perhaps that was neither here nor there? His gaze turned and fixated on a small group as one of their members got loud momentarily. At least they weren't the fretting mess he was. "How have you been? It's been a while since the last time.."

<********>, thought Megiddo, as soon as she realized where she was. Mars? Again? Okay. So this was some kind of knight thing, at least (when wasn't it?) Mistral was down at the center of the arena, so at least she was okay. Megiddo breathed slowly through her clenched teeth. She'd known the page was out of the hospital, but... She was a coward, plain and simple.

Her arrival had placed her close to Nifhel, and there were already too many people packed onto the benches for her to move without making a scene. The squire sat quickly, with a whump! of petticoats, and wrapped her arms tightly around herself, shame burning in her throat. The universe had to be conspiring against her, if it had brought her here and put her near these people.