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Christa had appreciated just how much time and preparation went into the trip to Nephthys. She remembered her own apprehension years ago when it came time to visit her moon. As the senshi of madness, one could only guess what horrors might have been lurking just below the surface. She was shocked, and pleasantly surprised, to find her moon seemed to be fairly docile as far as homeworlds were concerned. She'd heard stories of wrathful worlds, places still full of predatory life that would not hesitate to catch and devour anything it came into contact with.

Standing outside the mansion with Nephthys, backpack full of supplies at the ready, Kallichore cast her gaze skyward. What would they find on the world of vampires? Her curiosity was piqued. "Ready whenever you are, Nephthys."

If anything decided to attack them, it would have to deal with a Super and Eternal Senshi.

In an effort to ease some of Nephthys' obvious anxiety, Kallichore attempted to make a joke. "Should... we go back into the kitchen for some garlic before we leave?"

The shift from Destiny City to Nephthys' homeworld was exhilarating. It was a sense of anticipation she rarely felt now whenever she returned to her own moon. This place was unfamiliar, unexplored.

The first thing she'd noted was the smell of stale air. Perhaps there was a distinct lack of wind to circulate the air here. The world felt... still, almost. Dead, in a way that Kallichore wasn't. Grass and trees grew unchecked on the surface of her moon. Here on Nepthys, there didn't seem to be any plant life whatsoever.

The fountain with the strange cat-like creature atop it seemed to intrigue Kallichore, and she approached it as soon as she noticed it. The basin was dry, bone-dry. Tilting her head, Kallichore answered her companion over her shoulder without taking her eyes from the fountain. "Perhaps it's best to start somewhere familiar, and work from there... in case we run into problems, we know what rooms are safe..."

Kallichore realized she hadn't the slightest idea what this cat-creature was. "Nephthys, have you found out what this house is for? Is it a home, or a governmental building? It's quite lovely. Victorian? Your fuku fits nicely."

Kallichore was tempted to reach up and touch the strange feline statue, but withdrew her hand.

"The air in here is a bit heavy. Have you noticed very much weather through the windows?"

Her own moon was very lush in comparison, with fresh air and sweet-scented winds blowing from the sea. Here, the very air itself was stagnant and smelled of must and age. Regardless, Kallichore found the place to be utterly fascinating. Perhaps this society was built on the opulence and excess that so characterized modern vampire cinema. Walking across the floor, she appreciated the sound of the heels of her boots made. It was... elegant.

Kallichore found herself curious about the other rooms, and the plush, delicate and Gothic designs throughout the place. She seemed more distracted than usual, stopping every so often to admire the molding on the door frames or the curvature of the banister on the staircase. "It's quite lovely in here, all things considered, Nephthys. It's very beautiful in its own way."

Kallichore gazed up the stairs and to the second floor, nodding. "Yes... this heavy air lends a sense of dread in here. It's like we're part of a horror movie. We just don't know where the monster is hiding." If there was a monster. One never really knew, and on Tsui's homeworld, tigers still roamed freely. It was very possible that something was still alive on Nephthys.

Following along behind the vampire senshi, Kallichore found herself distracted by all the minute details of the inside of the house. What wood was used? What tools were used to carve these intricate designs along the banister of the staircase? Were the windows made of the same kind of glass found on Earth, or was it some other substance entirely? She almost didn't want to approach the beautiful window until she'd combed through the dining room in its entirety.

"Honestly, Nephthys," she started, carefully wandering towards the dining table. How many meals had been eaten here? What was eaten? Was it blood, as this was a world of vampires? Or was it real food like they were accustomed to? Kallichore had so many questions. "...this place is fabulous. I have so many questions about it just based on craftsmanship alone... it's quite lovely."

"Sometimes it helps to have a second presence to make things less... intimidating. I certainly felt terrified when I first visited my moon..."

Should they try to find a way into the gardens? Or should they explore the upstairs areas? Kallichore found herself salivating (internally) over the prospect of a library, despite the fact that she suspected none of the books could be read. Still, simply standing in the midst of all this history was incredibly fascinating. She felt blessed to simply be standing here.

"I'd like to see all of it, if I'm perfectly honest," she started, gingerly touching some of the place settings at the table. They seemed extremely fine in taste and craftsmanship, as if the owners of this house were incredibly wealthy. What did they eat here, in the past? What topics were they discussing?

Just the sound of their heels against the floor was satisfying. "Sometimes our world guides us in... not-so-obvious ways. Perhaps it is trying to guide you, but isn't communicating well. Do you feel anything in particular, Nephthys?"

Kallichore nodded slowly, eyes turning to the view of the garden through the dim windows. "...yes, in the same fashion that you were concerned about your homeworld. What would a moon of madness look like? Would it render anyone insane upon arrival?" A deep red glove traced the edges of the window thoughtfully. The eternal senshi distinctly remembered the sheer terror that gripped her heart when she decided to visit the moon for which she was named.

There was anxiety in Nephthys' voice. "You don't have to visit every time you're able. After my first venture, I did not return for a few weeks. It was difficult to confirm that there was indeed a civilization on the moon that was wiped out."

She could still hear the singing of the children as Chaos breathed its fatal poison over the surface of the moon.

Kallichore nodded to Nephthys with a slight smile. "...lead the way. Take your time, Nephthys."

What did you think when you realized what it was... and wasn't?

A very poignant thought. Kallichore smiled in response. Now they were going places.

"Truth be told," she started, wandering quietly behind Nephthys to take in every inch of the house as best she could. Commit it to memory. "I was expecting something... horrific. If our homeworlds are a living-or-otherwise representation of our powers and previous civilizations, I expected... to have post-traumatic stress disorder, I suppose." Infinite hallways, screaming, the sky filling with thousands of eyes... something of that nature. Something horrific that never materialized. Kallichore found that to be very odd. "But, like you saw, it's fairly peaceful. I used to find that very suspicious."

Or perhaps that was the entire point. Take expectations and twist them.

"I used to think it lonely, but now it's more... of a quiet solitude. Surely if I think about it, and dwell on it, the loneliness would sink in. We do receive glimpses of our past when we visit our old worlds. Have you seen anything like that, Nephthys? A ghost stalking the halls, as it were? Not a ghost, but..." Kallichore clicked her tongue, kicking herself inwardly. Nephthys was nervous enough - best not to scare her, intentional or otherwise. "...a vision, maybe, a living memory? Have you seen anything like that, Nephthys?"

If the vampire senshi did in fact witness a specter of the past, Kallichore may not be able to see it. She vaguely remembering seeing a vision herself on her own moon, but Europa could not see it.

"Since we're here, let's see if we can enter the garden..." The senshi of madness then started to search for a door or some other way to lead them outside.