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Atop a hill a mile and a half out of the major city and with a perfect view of the towering skyscrapers, Almadel stood. He had no wares with him, and gone was his easy-going persona. Though a smile remained on his face, it was obviously somewhat strained.

Almadel was worried.

A stranger to some, but not all, Almadel had no energy signature of his own but made up for it with a naturally charismatic presence. He was tall and graceful, though his forked tail twitched somewhat nervously behind him. He was dressed in an exotic and form-fitting outfit that would have been out of place on Earth but which he claimed was well received among the stars. There was nothing particularly out of place when looking at him, but there was something wrong.

He was nervous.

And why shouldn’t he have been? An open invitation to anyone on Earth? Of course there was a risk of inviting enemies–of each other, not to him; Almadel had no enemies, of course. He hoped the promise of great payment might earn their patience. At least for one night.

As the crowd amassed, he bided his time. For a while, he did little magic tricks–disappearing baubles, and card tricks. Some fancy slight of hand, and a few tricks that might have actually been magic. He almost seemed as though he wasn’t taking this seriously–until the clock struck ten, exactly.

The tricks were gone and he was a businessman again.

“Thank you all for coming. I’m glad to see such a turnout. Truly. And I’m also grateful for your infinite patience.” There had been no bloodshed. Yet.

“Really, I’m glad for such numbers. I put this off for long enough. You saw my advertisement–you help me, I’ll reward you. I’m at wit’s end. My museum is under attack. Or, will be. I have an infestation. There was, I’m sure you felt it, a disturbance a few months ago? Shook the whole universe, didn’t it! And, well. Such things happen, you know how deep space is. Usually this wouldn’t be an issue for me, but it knocked my defenses right out. I fixed it, everything’s in order, but imagine coming home to find a hive sticking right through your front door.”

He laughed nervously, quickly. It was unlike him but he recovered quickly.

“So I thought, who can I ask for help? And then, you know. I love Earth. You’re all so strong and charming. I knew you’d want to help me. None of you get starsick, do you? Oh, I’m sure not. It’ll be fine. I’m going to whisk us all up to my museum and we’re going to take care of this, together. Well, you, really. But I’ll be there to help you. I’m just not much of a fighter, you know. Not that it’ll mean anything to most of you, I doubt you’ve heard of a Kosopod. Well,” he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Some of you might have.”

Maybe the Vanguardians had records, or maybe the Senshi of ancient worlds knew something of them, but for those that didn’t know, he explained, “They’re, hm. I suppose like isopods. The smaller ones have wings, but these don’t. They’re too big! I think.”

He hoped.

“They’ve got a crunchy exoskeleton, and a lot of legs. They’ve very good, seasoned, but I suppose that’s besides the point. They eat anything. And they’ve got a gastric advantage and acidic saliva that helps them digest, so I suppose try to keep away from their mouths. Ah, and their tails. They’re a bit prickly. You’ll understand when you see them. They’re, hm, maybe the size of…” He looked around but, finding nothing to compare to, created a circle with his arms. His fingertips did not touch and were half a foot apart. “Maybe this big around.” He lowered his arms. “Really, very easy to crush. We shouldn’t have any problems, this is just a small hive. I doubt they’ve even got a queen. They’re fast, and sneaky. It’s more than I can handle myself. I haven’t enough bait for them all, so I’ll need you to help me destroy them. I cannot have my museum damaged. The sheer amount of cultural artifacts that they could destroy? No, absolutely not. I need help, badly. But truely, that’s probably everything you need to know. But I’m sure you have questions. We don’t have much time, but for you, I’ll make a bit. What I can answer now, I will. And we’ll have some time afterwards, certainly. You know, after we take care of this teeny, tiny little problem.”

He smiled now, bright and beaming and like all the weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He rubbed his hands together and a string of little stars appeared as if in a web woven between his fingers. It could have been another magic trick, but as energy hummed in the air around him and the group, it seemed like there might have been more to it as well.

Coco, White moon guardian cat, Human form, X

Coco had arrived ready to do whatever she could to help, she liked Almadel, she had traded him something she didn't remember what it was and he gave her the collar that became her cool workbench. So she was all for helping him to reclaim his museum and perhaps his home? She wasn't sure how helpful she could be fighting giant bugs but she would try her best and she had her human form so perhaps that would be helpful. She figured she would find ways to help as she always did in these cases. She listened to everything he said. It all seemed pretty straightforward, save the day and don't fight each other.

She was curious to see if any other guardian cats would be brave enough to come along on this trip. She wasn't worried about getting star sick. After all she was a mauvian her kind hadn't even come from earth. She sat down on her butt looking around at everyone that was showing up to help. Her tail whipped back and forth as she watched. She yawned and closed her eyes for a moment. She still wondered if this all started with those weird pods at the tree.

(Open for interaction)

Xamira looked around to see if anyone else had showed up. She saw that there were two other people. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw that a another guardian cat was there.

She was happy that she was not the only cat there and hope that others would arrive too.

Xamira approached the cat with a sense of familiarity, her tail intertwining with the other cat in a silent greeting.

"Greetings, young one. It is good to see another guardian answering the call.”



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Coco, White moon guardian cat, Human form, X

Coco was happy to see another guardian cat there willing to help. She nodded eagerly "Yes I'm Coco. I'm glad you see you decided to come as well, I was wondering if any other guardian cats would come to help." She was pretty young and she was still learning a lot of things about her race and it's powers. She hadn't been born on earth but she didn't remember a lot of her time before at this point. She was still trying to put the pieces back together again in her head and learning from others in the mean time.

Sessrumnir, Knight of Jupiter

Sessrumnir had told Alastor about Almadel -- the mysterious man who somehow gained access to the necklace that had been made specifically for Percy. It was a piece of Alastor’s Core, and it had blackened over time. Until it came into contact with Sessrumnir’s palm.

He remembered how he felt as though he’d been pulled towards it. Like it was calling him. Maybe it was, in a way. Sessrumnir’s starseed was shared between lifetimes, so why wouldn’t the necklace as well?

‘It must be pretty bad if it’s got him worked up like this,’ Sessrumnir observed and thought into the earrings that he and Alastor shared. It was easier to communicate this way, and had come in handy in various situations already.

He’d told Alastor how much of a smooth talker Almadel was. How he could probably sell -- or trade -- just about anything to the right person. His ramblings now? Unless it was a ploy to get them all to feel sympathetic towards him, he was clearly nervous.

General Aquamarine

Aquamarine didn’t particularly care about the strange alien man or whatever nonsense he needed assistance with, but the Queen wanted information, which meant Jet wanted information, which meant Jet had every intention of going himself, which naturally meant Aquamarine would follow along.

He did not regret it. (Yet.)

“Hello, Sess.”

Aquamarine stood some distance away, occasionally overconfident but not fool enough to put himself close to someone who’d previously run him through with his own weapons. He did, however, raise his voice loud enough to be heard. The smile on his face might have almost been pleasant if not for the spark of amused cruelty in his eyes.

“How’s the family?”

General Jet

There was no need for him to power up to his full potential. He hadn’t bothered yet outside of Negaspace, and he didn’t feel the need to now. Besides, they were there to gather information! There was no need for him to needlessly scare people away from helping the strange alien.

Still, Jet was comfortably calm and collected -- amused even -- as he observed the growing crowd of Senshi and Knights. Officers, too. And their little alien friends that they were ordered to play nice with as well.

He was sure to take note of who stood where. And whose alliances were going to be brought into question.

Aquamarine had already found one of their friends, and he couldn’t help but glance in Sessrumnir’s direction as well.

If they weren’t following the Queen’s direct orders, he would have made sure to put the Knight down right then and there.

Meissa, Corrupt Super of Bobcats

This was certainy new. Kailynne had hoped for something to entertain her while her roommate had been out. The television had not held her attention for very long and soon she had taken to twirling her henshin pen between her fingers. Morgan had instructed her that it wasn't safe to go out on her own but she was bored. Nothing cured boredom like a nice little stroll amongst the populace. She could practice the art of energy draining and well, hopefully come back stocked up. That had been the eventual plan. Things changed though once she drew upon the power that transformed her into Meissa. Upon powering up there came a clash of auras that spoke of something else going on and well, that old adage about curiosity and cats became her driving force to figure out what was going on.

Upon reaching the crowd there were many faces that Meissa did not recognize and she gave those powered auras that spoke of opposing factions a wide berth before she came across a few other individuals who looked like they belonged to the Negaverse and she quickly slipped in among their ranks. It would be safer for her to watch how they were to operate. Her gaze did flick to other individuals who were around before she noticed a pair of cats. Her eyebrows raised at that but she instead focused on whomever it was that had requested aid with an intrigued look.