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At this point everything seemed to be blurring together, and the only thing the girl could really focus on was her task, and the knot of people that were moving with her. She ran for the fringe of trees, the auras at her back insuring the ones she'd agreed to take through the mirror were with her, though she did throw quick glances over her shoulder just to be sure.

As the reached the trees the dark mirror veered to one side, racing for a thick cluster of tree trucks that hide the full length mirror. They reached it in seconds, and as pale fingers touched the reflective glass it began to ripple. "Straight in, and straight out. Do not stop!" She was already taking a huge risk, doing this at all, but she wanted the Order signatures in mirror space as little time as humanly possible. If she were really lucky it would be deserted, and no one would be the wiser, but she didn't believe that kind of luck was on her side.

As the bodies disapepared through the mirror Navi grabbed onto a handful of material and hurried in after them. Then slipped past and lead the way out of a tall mirror directly across from them.

It dropped them in a bathroom attached to a gas station. Navi staggered as she stepped out, hand smacking into the wall, but she was quick to get out of the way so the other's could spill out after her. "The hospital is across the street, hurry!"

Zircon hadn't known what to expect when she swung her weapon down at Thraen. Hopefully, a simple swipe to incapacitate him, and that would be enough to free Serpentine, and from there they could proceed as needed. But above all of her preconceived notions, she'd least expected to see a bright streak of red bloom from under the curve of her boomerang. Something splashed across her face, and she stumbled back, her mind running blankThe crimson slash across his back, the torn fabric of his fuku, his grunt of pain, it all caused her to freeze, her eyes wide.

Of course she'd meant to kill him. She just hadn't meant to make him bleed.

Somewhere in the distance, the retreat sounded, and not long following that Zircon began to hear the sirens. She watched, wide-eyed, as something slithered across Thraen, but it wasn't the youma she'd commanded earlier. No, it was a cat with a White Moon star on it's forehead, and it snarled as the marking began to flicker and glow. Zircon hadn't fought many Mauvians in her time, but she knew enough about them to get the hell out of the way when they were angry. With a hasty glance down to the injured Thraen, she blinked out of existence to some distant retreat, where she would have more time to process the fact that she'd actually hit someone.

There was just so much blood.

[Zircon exit.]

Niflhel watched as Painite punched Hver, he started to go after her but soon enough she fled. He gave a hrump before moving to the injure checking on Hver when she said they needed to go. "Can you stand? I know I can carry Ana and Snowball. . . I'm sure he's fine."

Niflhel frowned as he looked over to Ana, "Do both of you need the hospital?" He added making sure to include Hver. He knew Ana's condition well and wasn't sure how much damage had been done. Hver he also held concern for because that punch was sure to hurt.

"Camelot. We've a problem." He counted three down, two were fairly obvious in need of help he wasn't sure of the other's (Ida's) condition.

"Yeah don't mind me I'm good, I wish I could help." Snowball said with a sigh as he looked at Hver, Ida and Ana all down. He didn't have access to his human form much less anything less energy leaking.






Victoria had seen the flash of light and then not much after that sirens started blazing. Oh s**t. Time to leave~ He Ollied out.

[Victoria Exit]

The youma they'd been fighting dusted and the teen watched as a burst of light came from somewhere, well good they'd won this time. She looked around at the other chibis around her. "I hear the cops it's time for us to split."

Any one around Hugbell -- I totally forgot who you were again ;-;

Irene had to run to catch up with Vespa and his friend after they left the relative safety of the clearing. While she could understand his wanting to solve this problem himself, she couldn't see it ending well. If this General he spoke of was as angry as he'd said, then she might resort to drastic measures to keep him from leaving. Of course, he'd already left, and her goal was thwarted. So there wasn't anything she could do... right?

She had been expecting anger and violence from those of the Negaverse. She was not prepared to witness those from a senshi. And not Vespa, but the person who had been there for what she'd assumed was moral support. Was this the type of "help" she'd been planning on providing all along? Was this whole thing just some sort of warped reverse trap?

They'd had a chance to change a terrible event into something wonderful. Now that chance was gone, washed away by blood and rage. Irene stood there, watching, feeling a now-familiar coldness consume her. As much as she wanted to berate both Vespa and his friend for what had happened, she couldn't bring herself to do it when they were both clearly distraught. Nor could she forgive them for tainting the gift they had been given so quickly.

Was there a right answer that didn't involve bloodshed?

Once she felt like she could move again, she backed away from the fighting, slowly at first, then running outright. It felt like every purification she attended these days, successful or otherwise, ended in violence. Iris needed to know. The best thing would be to stay until the crowd dispersed, but Irene had seen enough, and she was done.

[Irene exit!]

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If his weapon was considered good by crazy magic knight standards, Nazca didn't want to imagine what other people got stuck with. There were other things to do at that particular moment. Like follow, before he got left behind. It was possible that this guy was leading him into some sort of trap, but with all of the fighting going on around him, he couldn't see the point. With his luck, staying put would probably result in getting a knock to the head, or worse. At least if he followed, he'd be a moving target.

There were introductions next, and he relaxed a smidgen more when he realized that the title sounded familiar. Didn't Noah call himself a Squire? So maybe this guy really was safe. "I'm Nazca," he offered in reply, stopping in his tracks for a moment when a blinding light emanated from the wooded area he'd stumbled through a few minutes before. It was probably just as well he wasn't there anymore.

"What the hell was that?" he demanded- but Falias had gone on ahead, and he had to run to catch up. "What- oh." Were those sirens? It seemed like most people thought so, and were running away. But if he was a good guy, should he be running? "We should try to help... right?"

This superhero business was seriously confusing.

The sound of sirens was not unfamiliar, and they never failed to be comforting. Sirens meant that the current battle was over. Even though the police were not on the Senshi's side, persay, their neutral presence was enough to force both Order and Chaos to flee. The fighting would stop. Not forever, but for now. The wounded could receive treatment. They could all go home.

Vespa didn't address her question, but she did not mind. Some of the color returned to her face as she tried to remain brave for him and their other allies. He had, already, proven himself brave enough. Him and Kallichore both. She had no smile to give him, and she could not touch him with bloodied hands. He bridged the distance for her, squeezing her shoulder and urging them to go. For a moment, she wanted to protest, as their fellow Senshi (Megrez) was still nearby and might need help, but as the other ran off, she felt more calm. Others, on both sides, seemed to be following that example.

"You're right. Let's go. And... you're welcome."

Pasiphae Exit

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Horatio vaguely heard the sirens, but she was honestly concentrating more on getting out of the way than anything. Her energy spent from her forehead beam, she had gone to cheerleader until even that was too much energy to expend.

She managed to flop behind the slide, the safest place she could get on the playground. That used up the remainder of her energy. She wished she could see her winners dust the youma... but she'd get them to tell her all about it when next they all met for cuddles!

Horatio Exit - Via Unconciousness!

At least it had been Falias' intention to intervene in the threeway (or at least from his eyes threeway) fight going on, but he hadn't counted on sounds of yet more commotion from further up ahead or for sudden intervention to come in the form of a large cat.

It was hard to tell which it was - the sudden, but brief commotion that had broken out from somewhere up ahead or the interruption from the cat, or maybe it was a mixture of both - whichever it was however, the Nega-Captain suddenly backed off and teleported out.

Come to think of it the General level aura was gone too and Falias thought that he'd heard mention of the word police from some of the shouts.

He looked towards the eternal that he'd been heading to help, but the blond was obviously well enough to move, given that he and the cat were retreating both too.

He looked over at Nazca, "I still really don't know what's happening here" he started, before amending it to. "Or maybe I should say what happened since it looks like whatever was happening has happened since both sides are leaving." And he didn't like the not knowing either. Falias knew enough to know however that he wouldn't be getting answers about it this day. "However given that that guy that I was heading over to give a hand to is gone and whatever was happening seems to have obviously happened, maybe we should leave too - particularly since I thought I heard some people shouting something about police."

Unspoken was the fact that if the police were really on their way, then it was probably a good idea that they weren't.

But damn if Falias wished that he knew what had just happened.



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The youma was no match for their combined efforts and with the nuisance gone and dusted Liryn was more than ready for the next challenge.

There wasn't one. Instead it seemed that people were retreating - the Negaverse was retreating. Dark chaotic auras fading out as officers either teleported out or left.

It wasn't just the Negaverse leaving though - Liryn could feel Order auras fading away too and in the distance he could hear sirens.

It was time to go.

So after one last glance he turned and started to slip through the park in the direction Athene had gone earlier in an attempt to find the dark-haired eternal. A part of him wondering what the sounds of commotion that he'd heard had been whilst he and the others had been tied up with the youma.

Mayhaps Athene had seen, could mayhaps tell him. Although he'd have to find the other first.


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It had all happened so quickly, a part of Athene dimly realising that Pasiphae had returned, along with a blond eternal whose aura blazed warm and strong when a female voice started speaking, her voice venomous.

With the huge Nega-Captain (Titan), temporarily trapped within the magic of his beads, Athene thought it safe to turn...

And was in time to see Pasiphae lunge, in time to see the Nega-General (Mica) with the spear - the self-same Nega-General who had found it okay to attack a kid that night at the city zoo - get impaled on her own weapon.

For a moment he could only stand stunned - eyes beneath his glasses wide as the spear which had been used to attack him and the red clad dark-haired senshi bit true and bit deep, blood pouring from the wound and from the General's lips - his guard down for a moment, leaving him wide open to any incoming attack.

It was the other General's movements that finally snapped Athene to attention, the red-haired one (Buddingtonite) who had been spouting stuff off about minions earlier before someone had thrown a lyre at him. He'd taken the fallen General and was sounding the retreat. Teleporting out shortly with the other General shortly afterwards.

And the other members of the Negaverse were following suite, Athene sensing some chaotic auras fade as some teleported out, whilst others simply retreated.

And there was another sound, faint but unmistakably as sirens.

"We should leave" Athene managed to get out, as his eyes try to skirt the spot where the General's blood lay, noting that beads from his attack had long faded and the giant Nega-Captain gone.

And he should find Liryn, should make sure that the little cat hadn't gotten himself into too much trouble. Because Athene was learning that the little cat who seemed to think that he was his was very good at somehow finding trouble.

Needless to say he wouldn't be forgetting the events of the evening in any hurry, although as he looked at Maia before turning to go track down a little tabby bobtail, he knew that good had also happened and was glad for the blond eternal who had turned his back on chaos.

[Belated Falias, Liryn and Athene exits]

... Okay so maybe he had spent a wee to much time patrolling with Natron, because in hindsight? Taunting a "tiger' might not have been a smart move, but it was definitely a Natron move. "...s**t." He cursed when she rushed at him, beginning her assault.

Definitely, definitely a Natron move.

He tried to block it, but Tsui's lunge knocked him off balance, sending him staggering back a bit. Then she started throwing punches and Fang was a little too slow in attempting to block them. At one point, she struck his arm, and Fangite hissed as it suddenly went numb, as if he couldn't move it anymore. 'Well that's different...' he thought to himself. The Lieutenant made a mental note to try and avoid this attack in the future. When she suddenly jumped back, it left Fangite staggering even further back, his breathing labored just a bit. The teen frowned as he pinned his arm to his side. "********." He hissed, glaring at her. And that was his dominate hand too. While he could throw with his other hand, his aim and the force behind the throw was nowhere near as strong or on point.

He took a step back of his own will as he watched her. "I'm sorry to cut this short, but it seems like I'm not needed here anymore." Fangite said, sensing the aura shift from Chaos to Order. "So, if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave." The purple haired Lieutenant grinned behind his mask, giving her a two fingered mock salute as he bolted from their fight before she took the chance to attack him again. Man, he really hoped the feeling in his arm cam back soon. He hated the pins and needles feeling he had right now. Fangite would definitely not be attempting a round two with the tiger any time soon.




Of course she was 'sorry', he thought mentally, snorting lightly as he did. The action caused him to wince, and whine lightly. "What if I told you I don't know what the hell is even going on? I was just told to show up at the park and that it was apparently 'urgent'." Alexandria laughed sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Right. Surrender. And I suppose you're talking about the 'corruption' kinda surrender? I can't. I've got too much to lose by doing so." Even she could understand something like that right?

Whether it was surprising to her or not that Alexandria caught the next punch was beyond him. He didn't exactly care. He knew he had to get out of there. So with one hand, he jerked her arm to the side, which left her center line exposed. Shifting his key so that it sat between his middle and ring fingers. Alexandria punched her in the stomach as hard as he could. "I'm sorry." He said. "I don't want to do this. I know you're just trying to do your job. So if you have to to avoid trouble, tell them you beat me. I won't counter it." Then Alexandria gave a sharp twist before he slashed his key to the side, dragging it across her stomach. It wouldn't cut her, and with her uniform, it was likely that he barely (if at all) broke any skin. But he knew that it would burn like hell and would give him enough of a chance to get some distance between them. "I'm sorry." He repeated, unsure why he was, in all honesty, apologizing to the Agent of chaos. "I have to go. And you should too, before others try and attack you." He knew that the Agent would likely be able to hold a few of the others off, but with a royal, and various eternals, it wouldn't be long until she was over powered. There didn't need to be more violence than there already had been tonight.