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Cadet Lixian
Location: C2

Lixan took a steeling breathe as the Commodore spoke. This was it, he supposed. The electric hum sent a shiver down his back but Lixian brushed it off. He glanced at others as they either watched, or moved to spread out. He made his own move, striking out as a feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. He didn't like this.

Character name, rank, and a link to their journal: Caer Sidi, Squire of Cosmos
Location: C2

Caer Sidi inhaled. She wrapped the chain of her suncatcher around her hands, holding it up to her chest like it could protect her from whatever dangers might approach.

"I will shield us as best I can," she promised the group, although her hands shook and she didn't feel as confident as she was trying to sound.

There was someone near them, a Cadet. She turned to him, and waved him over. "Stick close to me," she said, "I can do shielding magic. I'll protect you, too."

Two minutes. And that time grew shorter with every word, every breath.

Two minutes until either the war ended, or everything went to hell.




Character name, rank, and a link to their journal Sailor Guinevere
Location: B6

Guinevere gave Morgan a sharp, firm nod. Sure, they didn't really have a leader, but Morgan was the only Super among them, the one with the most experience, and Guinevere trusted her. And better than that, all of them were here, together.

She would have been happier to have more of them, but this was enough. It would do.

"I've got distractions covered," she said, thinking of what her magic had done to Thorite. "Arthuradel, you can do offense, right? So we should be pretty okay."

Just missing a healer. The thought made her laugh, softly, almost to herself.



Character name, rank, and a link to their journal: Aokigahara, Transcendent Squire of Saturn
Location: E6

Here they went.

Aokigahara tensed. They had two minutes, counting down, until they would have to fight. There was time to flee, certainly, but it wasn't time he intended to take.

"Well," he said, softly, "be ready. This plan..summoning the Negaverse...it doesn't sit well with me," he confessed. He looekd to Caedus and Lyndin, and frowned. But as his eyes scanned the crowd, he noticed someone familiar nearby.

"Anser!" He called over to the Senshi of Geese, beckoning her to join them. "Stick with my brother and I; we'll be safer in numbers!"

Squire Imbrium of Castor
Location: B6

It surprised her to see people joining her in the area, and the red-headed Castor Squire gave a nod to Morgan and Guinevere before Arthuradel caught her attention. "I remember you," she said to the chibi, "The fight in the park. You helped me out."

Adjusting her shield, Imbrium said, "Imbrium of Castor. I make ice walls. Surprisingly versatile; If I aim them at someone's face they don't like it. And as your friend there can confirm, they don't last long but they're effective enough to block a hit." Just painful- for her. "I could probably also just hit someone with my fists, though getting blood under my nails would be annoying." Not to mention she didn't actually know hoe to properly fight.

This was not the time to think about that. She'd just do what she always did.

Use her magic, and maybe consider religion.

Cadet Yddagen
Location: C3

'Duh'. Yddagen initially didn't quite understand why Lysvi had opted to relate that to humans, of all things, but slowly began to put the pieces together with the rest of their statement and let out an, "Ah," that spoke the depths of his lack of surprise.

And then she commented on his emotiveness.

Yddagen opened his mouth to snipe at them, but the reminder of Lyndin drew his attention first, and he looked to their Commodore and the King as they spoke. His mouth was in a grim line. He shifted, placing a hand on his blaster as Caedus pulled down the lever.

"We will certainly get to see him in action, Lysvi, but this is serious."

Yddagen knew she was taking this seriously, but--

"Prepare yourself. As the Commodore has always said, we should stay in groups." Which implied that Yddagen was staying with Lysvi, naturally.

Tikal, Page of Ganymede
Location: E2

After guiding some confused pages to the site of the battle--they must have been freshly awakened since they didn't understand what Caedus had meant--Tikal separated off in an attempt to find the aura which had drawn her attention last time. She hadn't gotten much of a chance to speak with the princess--apparently her princess--but it felt right to take a stance near her in the upcoming battle.

Tikal's expression brightened minutely as she spotted the large wings among a small crowd. They certainly made it harder to lose Ganymede in the throngs of people that had showed up. Tikal finished her way over to the group--just in time to hear a page remark on massages at her parlor.

"Might take you up on that," Tikal murmured to the other Ganymede page, rubbing her neck pointedly, before turning her attention to Ganymede. "Not sure how much I can do with this other than attempt to use it as a garrote," she held up her necklace, "but I'm ready."

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Sailor Ran of Games
Location: E5

The aliens that Encke had mentioned when his cat gave Ran magic powers apparently needed assistance with something. Ran wasn't sure what he could offer, but he was game for the attempt. After telling his mothers that he was just going for a walk, he vanished into the night, taking off to where he was told the aliens were hanging out.

Oh.

There were a lot of them.

Alright.

His eyes scanned over the gathering, looking for a familiar bright clown--

There.

Ignoring the fact that Encke seemed to be embedded in a conversation with a squire, he strode up to Encke and said, "hi. Your cat woke me up. I'm your problem now." He realized he probably should acknowledge the squire. Ran gave a two-finger wave-salute to the knight before turning his attention to the generators.

Super Sailor Acrucis
Super Sailor Sidouer
Location: F2

“Honestly, I’m surprised you came. I thought your desire to remain a neutral party would have prevented you from showing.” Sidouer regarded the Senshi of Prayer with a tilt of her head. Arms crossed beneath her chest, the pale haired woman shifted her weight to her other foot.

The two of them had spoken at great lengths on Acrucis’ homeworld and while they both agreed that this plan was unwise, it seemed that when it came down to it, they were both destined to answer the call. Despite the desire to walk the morally grey line and live by the doctors' creed, to help rather than harm and to treat every person with respect and compassion, when push came to shove a side would always be chosen.

“I expect the outcome to be similar to the last time Cadeus asked for our help. He got us into the Negaverse stronghold but at the most critical moment, it was Cosmos that had to get us out. While we retrieved parts of the Code, and several stolen starseeds, very few came out of that battle unscathed.” Some bore the physical scars while others carried with them emotional ones that often went unseen.

“I remember that was around the time you stopped powering up.” The Senshi of Static’s expression softened. Time spent being mediator between her and Phact, trying to get them to mend the rift that had torn their friendship asunder. In the end, it had all been for naught and perhaps that was the reason the Senshi of Doves, and the clique that had formed around her, had decided to form a court without either of them.

Acrucis nodded then settled her gaze on Cadeus. Watched him for a long moment, her emotions and expression unreadable but at least she didn’t give off any hostile vibes.

“Hey,” Sidouer reached out and placed a gloved hand on her friend's shoulder. “I’ll watch your back. We’ll make it through this.” Wouldn’t make a promise of it but had every intention of trying her hardest.

Again the Senshi of Prayer simply nodded then, with a swipe of her hand, she produced the pearl they had found on her homeworld and offered it to Sidouer. “In case anything happens, I think you should hold onto this.” A precious item that could bring back someone who had recently died.

“No,” the pale haired woman shook her head then closed her hand around Acrucis’. “You need to hold onto it. That’s your role in all of this, not mine.”

Page Slidr
Sailor Alcor
Location: D6

Fall was upon them and with it came strange happenings. Talks of alien abductions and lizardmen trying to break into builds all sounded absurd except for the fact it wasn’t the strangest thing he’s heard, or bore witness to, over the last several years. This time last year, or perhaps it was the year prior, many of them had been whisked away to another realm where there were shadow creatures, a carousel that kept spinning and a dragon.

These obscure stories sounded just like another day in Destiny City.

Fortunately, any reason Slidr may have had to not power up was a no-issue these days. The only one waiting for him when he got home from work was Riley, his Chesapeake Bay Retriever that Alexandre had given him not long after the two of them had started dating. Six years old now and still energetic as ever.

A lot had changed since then, some of which had been difficult to accept and sent him spiraling with thoughts he dared not give voice only because he did not want his mother or sister to worry. However, it was during his darkest hour that his wonder’s calling beckoned him to return to that frozen river, to remember his oath and resume his powered obligations.

Only after his recent move did he power up with any measure of frequency and while he missed the Aliens initial arrival, he did receive the current message.

When he arrived, Slidr was surprised to see how many Knights and Senshi had answered the call and while he recognized a number of them by uniform rather than name, the Page of Mercury approached a blue-haired woman who seemed to be standing alone. “So I guess the Alien abductions were true.”

“Hmm?” Alcor turned, not having realized that the young man was talking to her until she noticed him looking at her expectantly. “The alien part is true, yes. The abductions I’m not so sure.” Their plans involved energy gathering so who was to say they didn’t kidnap random people to use them as living battery packs?

“The one in the center,” he nodded his head in Cadeus’ direction. “He looks familiar. Isn’t he the one we helped out a few years ago?”

“One in the same. He went back to his world and came back with friends.” Alcor tried not to roll her eyes and instead closed them and drew in a deep breath before exhaling slowly.

“You don’t seem too happy about it.” Slidr observed. Both her body language and tone begged to be anywhere but here.

The Senshi of Cold looked up at him, “I have a twin. She’s here… somewhere.” Chalk it up to that twin sense, but without needing to call her, Alcor knew that Eleonora was present. If not, then she was undoubtedly on her way. “She’s reckless and impulsive. I’m worried if I didn’t show up that she may do something stupid and get hurt, or worse…” she refused to give voice to the very real possibility that some may die for the sake of a chance at destroying Chaos since there was no guarantee.

“I have a younger sister as well, so I can sympathize with your feelings.” Fortunately Jenna was not a part of this war so he didn’t need to worry about her randomly showing up or putting herself in harms way. “Do you need help finding her?”

“I appreciate the offer, but no. I’m sure I’ll run into her at some point. But if you happen to run into a senshi; same eye and skin color as mine but her hair is snow colored and her uniform is more like a belly dancer. Her name is Eleonora, the Senshi of Heat. Please…” Her voice trailed off only after realizing that she was about to ask a stranger to protect her, or deliver a message on her behalf. How selfish of her to pin that responsibility on someone else.

“I understand.” The Page offered her a reassuring smile. “If you two are twins, then is it safe to assume that you’re the Senshi of Cold then?” Her uniform looked more suited for Winter weather.

“I -uh… yeah. My name is Alcor.” she offered her name, a light pink blush sweeping across her cheeks out of embarrassment for not leading with that bit of information first.

“Slidr,” he offered a hand in a friendly greeting which she reluctantly took.

“Thank you, Slidr” Alcor let go of his hand and tucked both of hers into her oversized, fur-trimmed sleeves. The two fell silent then in anticipation of the next set of instructions.