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When Rosalind turned on her, Painite took a step back. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed some strange things happening in battles around them. Very strange...

But no time to ponder those things, as the Senshi had asked her a question. She opened her mouth, then closed it. She had no witty retort. Her brain was flummoxed, and still struggling to catch up. She growled, forcing herself to get in the game.

This was important, damn it!

"Toy? No, not me! It must have bee- oh bugger," she pulled her arms up to shield from the coins that were pelting down on her suddenly. Damn Senshi and their stupid attacks. She locked eyes with Rosalind and it was like locking horns.

"Yeah? Well your hair makes you look like a dirty mop."

She wasn't the best at insults.

"Goddamn it, Rosalind!" Came Chaonis' voice, from nearby. Apparently he did not like being hit with coins. Odd.

Painite lunged at Rosalind suddenly, jabbing her hobby horse forward, wooden end first this time rather than the plush, like a javelin in a jousting match.

Flora had been in the background when everything happened, arms crossed warily as they floated in space with courtesy of Kurma. And then there was the portal, and she had followed the rest, glancing backwards before the starry universe they left disappeared from sight. Elysion was beautiful, but where exactly were they? Where was this? Princess of the Earth? They were in Earth? It was so utterly confusing that Flora had just stood there, while Neso and Boreas, plus music boy ran after the Princess.

It seemed as though all this confusion was broken when Rea appeared, as Helios, was it? The next thing that happened was all a blur, as the Negaverse invaded their seemingly safe haven, but all she could wonder about was why Helios was so angry. What... exactly...? And so, intent in reaching her best friend, Flora shoved past the crowd of people battling each other, trying to make out where exactly she was. "Pegasus! Helios! Where are you?"

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Princess Chronos had not known that both Neso and Boreas and Eutrepe had been chasing after her. Her only intention was to reach the white marbled building; she barely even glanced up when Helios arrived, although she halted in her steps when the Priestess told them to get out. It was as though something broke in her mind, and she collapsed, to her knees. What had she been doing? It was entirely stupid. She had been driven to just automatically go for the place she had last seen him, even though she knew it was a fruitless attempt. She didn't know why she was doing this, and she did not understand herself at this very moment. Even when everything else erupted into battle around her, with battle cries and the calling forth of powers. "I don't know what to do." She whispered, clenching her staff. "Eon, I don't even know what I'm doing."

Still, she knew she had to get up and defend this place. Defend the paradise she had seen him, hugged him... but she had no idea where the Zodiacs were. She saw a blur of pink hair and ran after it, towards Chibimoon. There was no way she was losing more. Not in this place.

Birhan was almost disappointed in the tiny Negaverser as he went down from the kick. Maybe tiny people only needed a hit to the head to take them out? She shrugged from her height of 6+ foot (thanks to heels). She was turning away, ready to find another opponent when Wolframite got back to his feet and started yelling at her.

She turned back to him, hands raised in a default guard position to see what the tiny black-haired boy had in him. Knives on a chain, apparently.

Purple eyes narrowed as one of the knives sliced through the air. Wolframite may have been a level above her (Birhan knew enough to know that the decent weapons weren't available to the new Negas), but Birhan knew how to fight a Super, thanks to Gunn and the BMC. She wasn't at his speed, but she dodged to the side quickly enough to have the blade strike her secondary arm instead of her stomach. She hissed at the fiery pain lancing up her arm, but didn't let it disabled her. Her left hand shot out and grabbed the chain before Wolframite could tug his weapon back from her right arm. She'd take her chances on a Captain's enhanced strength versus her height/weight advantage over the tiny male. With all her strength, she gave a sharp pull on the chain, trying to tug Wolframite off-balance and close enough that she would once again have the advantage.


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Foramen was doing his best not to get involved. He'd come along for a meeting, not for a giant brawl. Now he was stuck in Elysium, which had seemed like a fun jaunt at the time, but now was preventing him from simply teleporting back home away from this madness.

Unlike the others, he had no real grudges to enact here, or anyone he wanted to protect. He was staying safely out of the way.

Or at least, that was the plan until something whacked him in the head. "Ow! What the-?" Foramen turned. Behind him was a male senshi glad in dark green and black, carrying... bells? Bells, of all things.

"Did you just... throw a bell at me?" Foramen asked incredulously. It was only then that he spotted the tell-tale gaping hole in the other male's chest. "So, another corrupt senshi, then," he said. Statement, not question.

He crossed his arms over his chest. "Try that again," he dared Spinel.

Gunn felt pity for the BMC member that went down, but there was no more than an instant. Hopefully the soldier would be able to hold on until this battle was over, but if not... At least she'd gone down fighting. Her gloves were gone, and her red-orange polish glittered as she ducked under Bismuthite's arm and reached for his throat. "All's fair in war," she said, bringing a knee up in the hopes that she'd hit his solar plexus. A little bit of vomit wouldn't really impact her battle strategy, after all.

"Yes," he said to the red-haired senshi, "I did." And he'd hit, too, which was like a gift from above considering the fact that Spinel had absolutely no gift for aim. That was why his main attack was to get everyone away from him, wasn't it. He smiled a little bit, but didn't indulge Foramen by trying again; instead, he rushed the smaller senshi, aiming to sweep the redhead's legs out form under him while retrieving the large seventh bell.

The time it took to for the senshi to both dodge and make to grab at his throat was enough for him to parry that arm to the side with his own forearm, "Then you won't mind this-" Bismuthite's airbrush gun was brought to Gunn's face, and the trigger pulled as her knee hit him. His instant reaction, besides those that truly were out of his control, such as the hunching double and seeing white, was to grab. His free hand reached for that leg, and long fingers dug in. If had had had longer nails, they would have dug in even more painfully.

One eye was close in visible pain, but the other had a fiery glow. He was hopeful that his paint had time to hit her in the face before he was hit.

s**t out of him. Both of her eyes were watering, and it was hard to see.

Instead of incoherently bitching, she tried to sink another fist into his torso. "Are you that desperate to get laid," she asked, pain thrumming in her voice. As long as he was holding her there, right?

"Sorry," Bis said with a smirk, even though Gunn hit him again. It was met with a wince that made his eyes narrow, but the smirk remained "I don't swing that way. Now, unless you want to dance, I suggest letting go."

Not that he gave her much of an option as one leg darted out to take her feet out from under her. If she thought to yank him down with her, then he'd use that momentum to add to his knees coming down on her, and maybe even a fist. It would depend on if she did, and how quick he could set up.