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                     Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:57 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            4 Square, Foursquare...whatever, I hate those stupid sites!
 Moonstone's attention focused on a frilly, gaily-clad creature that could only be another Senshi - Gianfar was running to attack the Negaverser currently seconds away from taking the starseed from that slutty-looking Senshi, Ganymede.  She wasn't about to let that go unanswered! Another starseed, another WIN for their team - Pandora was so there.
 
 As she moved towards the Captain and his two be-ruffled prey, her eyes caught something that seemed even more promising for star-seed retrieval: Civilians!  Lieutenant Moonstone switched direction just enough that she was heading straight for Tony; she could see others with him, but wasn't entirely sure whom or what faction they belonged to, if any. The geysers obscured them, but she wasn't worried. If they were Negaverse agents, they'd team up...and if they were Senshi or civilians...well, she would deal with them appropriately.
 
 "Time to bleed!"  Moonstone swung her mask as she yelled; she had beaten Atlas with it and she would now beat Tony with it.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:11 am 
 
 
                        
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			            GIANFAR JUST FLEW INTO ZONE 5
 Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap! He saw the hand and for a moment was worried it would be like on television where the foot was caught and the attacker was stopped in midair, though he was very pleased to find that not to be the case. He somehow miraculously didn't land on Ganymede, skidding to a stop near him as the captain moved to regain his bearings. He heard the thank you and chanced a moment to look back at Ganymede, flashing him a charming grin and reaching down to help him get up if he needed it. "No problem! Couldn't just stand by and let him kill a fellow senshi, right?" Or anyone, really! Gianfar couldn't get himself to let something like that just happen. Not without fighting against it with everything he had. He wanted to make sure Ganymede was okay but he didn't exactly have that kind of time, needing to keep his guard up at all times especially since that captain was only knocked back, not defeated.
 
 "Gianfar, senshi of chivalry. You said you're Ganymede, right?" He asked just to be sure he had the right name with the right face. "You alright? I got here as fast as I could..." Gianfar, despite addressing the man beside him, was looking intently toward Alumo and absolutely refusing to take his eyes off him. Ganymede looked like he needed help, and Gianfar was here to give it!
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:12 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Tony nodded, smiling vaguely as Sheldon opted to join whatever quest it was that he was starting for them. To help, to serve, to save? Whatever they could do, really. 
 He saw someone in need, a senshi fighting a nega, but another senshi had their back. Tony couldn't leap into something thoughtlessly, though he knew he would if something bad was happening right in front of him. He had a very bad habit of being completely unable to control his hero complex. It was like a knee jerk reaction.
 
 For now, he kept an eye on Sheldon and Ever. They were his first priority. When the earth, if it could be called that, started to shake, Tony nearly toppled over, caught off guard. He saw the ground split open near the young senshi, and he cried out in dismay, though he was no where near her and could do nothing. He righted himself, scrambling to get back to his feet, looking at Ever and Sheldon.
 
 "Careful you two! This place is volatile: keep your eyes open!"
 
 Of  course, he was looking at them as he said this, and did not see Moonstone charging his way until she was practically on top of them. He braced himself, lifting his arms up, one held in front of him, to block her attack. The other he aimed to swing at her as soon as she was close enough, instincts kicking in, though he lacked the grace of a seasoned fighter. He could do this: this was why he was here. To fight these evil beings and keep them from hurting any other humans or senshi.
 
 He knew nothing about this realm, or the battle for it.
 
 (Sticking with three!)
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:26 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Moonstone watched her chosen target, Tony, put his dukes up like he was going to fight back.  What the hell was this civilian thinking?  Well, whatever - Pandora would give him the beating of his life; show him that the Negaverse was not to be ******** with.  Ever.
 "Time to bleed, human!"  Lieutenant Moonstone slammed her mask into his blocking arm while using her own to block his attack; she was smiling while she jerked her knee up in an attempt to maim him where it counted most.  The violence she was going to perpetrate upon Tony's body would be unending, relentless and delivered with all the power the Negaverse had granted her...and if her water-logged and damaged mask broke while she was smashing it into him repeatedly, that was fine.  Pandora was a melee fighter, she would just beat the s**t out of him (attempt to) with her fists and feet!
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:28 am 
 
 
                        
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			            With the two pieces of his staff in hand, Alumo quickly reconstructed it, screwing the halves back together and back to his staff's original seven foot length. Once that was set in place, he paused to wipe at his face, trying to brush off some of the blood that was still dripping from his nose and he could feel the blood from the scratches and his lip from earlier when Azzo had punched him. 
 This was getting ridiculous. He shouldn't be having trouble with a pathetic Senshi or two. Much less a couple civilians. Captain Alumo growled, not liking being beaten up by two ridiculously dressed Senshi, especially by one he couldn't figure out what gender they were.
 
 "Save your introductions. You won't las' long enough, anyway," he glowered, his dark eyes narrowed on the pair, his quarterstaff poised for attack.
 
 He heard the rumbling first, this time, and he quickly sidestepped out of the way as a Geyser burst forth from the ground to his right, but he didn't remain stationary. Instead he lunged forward, using the staff as though it was a giant pool stick, hoping to peg Ganymede in the gut. And if that didn't work, he would just swing the pole to the side to attack Gianfar. It was time these Senshi learned their place. Dead, preferably.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:37 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Oh good lord this was a terrible idea.
 This thought crashed into Tony's head the moment he felt Moonstone's mask collide with his arm. It felt like a truck just ran into him, and he almost fell backwards. Would have, maybe, if not for this place and its strange affect on him. His knees buckled but his legs remained steady, planted, if not leaving grooves in the ground as he skidded back.
 
 A surge of pride coursed through him: he was still upright, he had withstood an attack, he could do this. Then her knee slammed him in the groin and he forgot all that. Everything. How to breathe, speak English, stand up: it all went flying out of his head when she hit him where it really, really hurt.
 
 He fell over, but hitting the ground reminded him of too many times before, where he was the victim and he needed saving. Not today, not right now: he couldn't give in. He had to fight, no matter what reason he put behind it. He just had to, this time, defend himself. With an angry cry he pushed himself from the ground and made to slam his shoulder into Moonstone's gut, wanting to tackle her, or just pay her back from hitting him below the belt.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:38 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Ganymede was keeping his eye on Alumo as well, though not without stealing a few peaks at Gianfar.  Odd name for odd clothing.  Not that he thought 'Ganymede' was any better.  At least he had a vague idea of the name, though.  Zeus's lover-boy, moon of Jupiter, that sort of thing.
 "Yeah, Ganymede," he answered, "Senshi of Lust."  That sounded bad, didn't it?  He thought it fit, but saying it out loud to people was like say "Hi, my name's Ganymede and I'm a slut."  That wasn't to say it wasn't true, but... that wasn't the point.  Gianfar had just saved his life.  He'd like to present himself to his savior a little better than that.  "And I'm okay.  Just... a little shaken and dazed, I guess."
 
 He still couldn't get over what had just happened.  He was sure it would be living with him for a while -- that fear.
 
 Ganymede didn't have much time to say anything else, as at that moment Alumo came at them with his staff again.  He had just enough time to jump backwards and out of reach, otherwise he might have been hit pretty hard in the stomach.  He grabbed Gianfar by the arm and attempted to pull him out of range as well, though considering he'd just been saved by the green-clad Senshi, he doubted Gianfar even needed his help in evading it.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:51 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Pandora's smile widened as she shoved Tony back several feet across the volcanic ground but thanks to whatever strange mechanics were at work here in the Elysion, the man didn't go down.  Fortunately, her knee connected solidly with his groin and he went down then, gasping like a fish, green in the face and making that queer little sound that men did when they had their balls crushed up against their bodies by foot or knee or whatever.
 "If you know what's good for you, you'll stay on the ground, where you belong!"  But her gloating didn't last long, Tony, in a surprising move, got to his feet and slammed into her middle; the surprised cry that was forced from her lips didn't last but a few seconds - precious seconds when he could feel proud for having stood up to her.
 
 But Moonstone didn't go down, she spun away from him and brought the mask down on the back of his neck - a move that would work if he didn't duck, roll or otherwise dodge.  And if she got him on the ground, she'd give him a beating that would make what she'd done to Sailor Atlas look like gentle lovemaking.  Pandora was pissed - how dare this human fight her!?  She was going to show him his place if it was the last thing she did in this godforsaken molten wasteland!
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 1:14 am 
 
 
                        
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			            There was that rush again, that thrill, when his shoulder made contact with her and he felt a stab of pride. Not that he took joy in fighting anyone, having to hurt anyone, but he did know that if he didn't defend himself he would be dead. If he didn't fight back, she would not show him any mercy anyway. He couldn't focus on what she looked like, who she might be away from this place: all he could let himself know was the threat she presented to him and those around him.
 And those who might encounter her after him.
 
 He had to do everything he could to help them.
 
 Unfortunately, despite shoving her with his shoulder and maybe leaving a bruise, he was not as skilled as he wanted to be. As strong as he needed to be. His movements were clumsy and slow, and he could not read his opponent like those well versed in combat might be able to. He didn't see the attack coming until it was too late. Moonstone's mask collided with the back of his neck and he saw stars exploding in front of his eyes, slamming into the ground hard.
 
 He barely had time to register what had happened before panic hit. He couldn't be down: the floor was not safe. He had to get up, away from that danger zone, on his feet and able to defend himself. He was vulnerable, dazed and in pain, but he couldn't let this be it. Wildly, he jerked his body around and grabbed onto her leg, pulling his body the other way once he had a hold of her leg and hoping to, quite literally, pull her feet out from under her.
 
 At least if she fell they would be on even ground. Not that he knew what he could possibly do then, but he was just functioning one moment at a time, just trying to get through each one without losing his life. Pain was radiating down his back from where she had hit him, but he took that as a good sign. She hadn't paralyzed him, at any rate. Silver linings.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 1:32 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Lieutenant Moonstone had no idea the quandry she had placed Tony into...and even if she had known, she probably wouldn't have given a good goddamn.  The Negaverse was not known for it's empathy with anyone they came into contact with and Moonstone was no different (though in her civilian form, Pandora wasn't so hard-ball as Moonstone seemed to be, thankfully).
 With a savage cry of glee, she sent Tony slamming into the heated ground and chased after him - a cry that turned into a sound full of surprise when the man grabbed her leg to trip her.  Moonstone dropped onto her a**, twisting as she did so in a manner that would allow her to send her free leg crashing into his prone, straining body.  "Release me unless you want to die, you b*****d!"  Brown eyes narrowed as she hissed the words out.  On the ground with him, they were on slightly more even ground, but she still wasn't going to give him an inch without making him fight for his life to get it.
 
 And while she was very intent on destroying him...some small part of the Negaverse Lieutenant felt a smidge of admiration for Tony - after all, how many civilians would willing (or able) to take on the Negaverse without any powers?  Admiration wasn't going to save him, sadly.  It just meant that if she got his name she would remember it: a bit of honor to the defeated or something like that.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 1:44 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Tony would have let out a cry of triumph if he hadn't been so wholly in pain and completely wrapped up in trying to get his body to cooperate with him. Her leg connected with him hard enough to make him rattle, and he was sure something, bone, flesh, organ, something was bound to break. Everything hurt, though, so he could hardly distinguish. 
 He had a feeling that, despite her words, she would kill him even if he did let go. Letting go of her leg would simply grant her a different option of killing him, though he lost his resolve to deny her that when she kicked him so it hardly mattered.
 
 Groaning in pain, he rolled away from her as best he could, holding his side where her leg had hit him. He curled into himself, panting for breath, not caring that the ground beneath his mostly bare skin was uncomfortably warm. He had other things that needed his attention.
 
 He hadn't rolled too far, looking at her with a scowl that was half furious, half horrified. He looked around, wishing he had his cane, but he had nothing to help him. His heart was thundering so loudly he could taste it in his throat, throbbing under his tongue, the sound of its thudding against his rib cage in its efforts to flee filling his ears to the point that the world was deafened.
 
 But he couldn't give up now.
 
 "You're not killing anyone else!" He cried, grabbing a rock, burning under his hand, and shoving himself forward. It was like crawling at first, getting his body under him, then he lunged like an animal, one hand gripping the stone, the other helping to propel his battered body forward with what strength he had left in him. This place made him stronger, certainly, but he knew he was still no true match for this Negaverse agent.
 
 Not that it mattered. He would fight her anything. He was lost in it now. Determined, stupid, stubborn, brave. Words held little meaning, and he didn't try to explain himself. He had no time. All he had were instincts and the impossible strong desire to live.
 
 He swung the rock at her head as hard as he could, barreling straight for Moonstone and not stopping, whether he hit her with the rock or not, like a battering ram.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 2:00 am 
 
 
                        
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			            With great pleasure Lieutenant Moonstone watched Tony crawling like a half-squashed bug over the volcanic ground beneath them.  She wasn't on her feet either, but she was able to move much more smoothly than he was - while he was groaning in pain and trying to get away from her, Moonstone was swiftly rolling onto her knees and up to her feet.  
 "Brave words from a worm.  What made you think you could defeat me?"
 
 The dark-haired woman-child moved forward to meet him; he was grasping a rock and obviously planned to use it against her - pathetic. Pitiful.  And just a little bit amazing: here was this useless mortal, a civilian that had absolutely no powers, was brutalized by her own hand, obviously reeling from her attacks...and he was still going.  Incredible.
 
 He swung the rock, but Moonstone dodged him swiftly so that she could whirl around and slam her splintering mask into his body again and again and again.  Tony was laying prone on the ground, battered, crushed...it would have been so easy for Moonstone to rip his starseed out of his chest, to kill him.  She grabbed him by the hair and lifted, forcing him to look her in the eyes.  "My name is Lieutenant Moonstone. I thought you should know the name of the one that will kill you."  Pandora threw Tony away from her roughly, laughing when his body hit the ground and slid a few inches, scraping his skin further.
 
 "Time to die, human."  As the Negaverser went in for the kill, she heard a strange rumbling sound...a somewhat familiar rumbling sound.  She ignored it in favor of reaching with blood-stained hands for Tony's chest, for his starseed...but that was a mistake. The first she'd made during their fight, because just then a geyser of water shot up from the weakened ground beneath her feet; launching her several feet into the air with an outraged squawk and ultimately saving the man's life.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 2:17 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Tony had done everything he could, but he quickly learned that it was not enough. 
 It occurred to him that he accomplished nothing. He had done no real damage to her, and she would be able to bounce off and fight someone else, hurt someone else. Kill someone else. Maybe fight harder, because she was so angry with him. He didn't know, but it really didn't matter. It boiled down to him failing to do what ultimately burned in his soul to do, the one thing he thought about every day.
 
 Helping people.
 
 These thoughts plagued him as she beat him to a bloody, bruised pulp. He struggled for a bit, as best he could, but he had no chance to hit her again. His rock fell from his hands and he hit the ground only when she allowed him too. For a moment everything was still, and he wondered if he had died, or she had gone off.
 
 Neither was the case, and he felt a strange disappointment. It was quickly replaced by pain as she yanked him up by his hair. He could look at her with one eye, the other he had to keep closed from blood running into it. Moonstone. If he survived, that name, her face, would never leave him.
 
 Skidding helplessly when she threw him, he had no strength to push himself up, try and crawl away. His self preservation instincts were intact, but he lacked the strength in his body to help himself. Her shadow fell across him and he shut his eyes tightly, trying to will his tenuous grasp on consciousness away so he at least didn't have to be conscious, to see her triumphant, ecstatic face as she made to end his life. He only heard the geyser as it erupted between them, forcing her away from him, feeling the hot water raining down on him. He opened his eye to see her gone, completely, and realized she must have gotten rocketed.
 
 He officially changed his stance on geysers. Where before they had been annoying and irritating, now he found them brilliant and the most glorious things he had ever seen in his life. He breathed a heavy sigh, his thoughts turning to the others, to Ever and Sheldon, before he passed out.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 2:43 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Gianfar didn't think anything of Ganymede's sphere or name. It's not as if he chose them, right? They were given to him, fated to be his. Not that that sounded any better, huh? But what he did pay attention to was his answer on his current condition. Shaked and dazed wasn't so bad, it would go away...though he'd probably love some time to rest, huh? Too bad they really didn't have that kind of time. Alumo was coming right at them! Gianfar's first instinct was to use his power, raising crossing his arms in front of himself in an effort to brace himself for what he knew was coming. "Hon--GAH!" Instead of shouting out his attack's name he found himself being grabbed and pulled by someone. Who was that?! Oh, just Ganymede. Okay. He stumbled to follow him, not wanting to fall but also not wanting to stay within range of the staff. That thing was taller than him!         
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:16 am 
 
 
                        
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			            ((Cora will be on zone 5 ....)) Ainsley was talking in her sleep again. To Cora, it was a clue that she was in the Elysion and something big was going on. With a slight frown, she closed her eyes and traveled to the dream world, hoping to find her. Memories of Laurelite choking her and Quail's Eye's screams still haunted her. It was quite a shock to Cora to find herself on the dark and hot volcano. The ground was very hot and shaking, there was a dark, scary cloud looming above them and geysers were shooting hot water everywhere. The atmosphere was very chaotic. How she could find Hypnos from here? She didn't had much time to think about it when a geyser erupted behind her. If she had felt any way calm or controlled before, none of that was left anymore. A surprised shriek escaped from her before she started to jump around uncontrollably like a feline bouncy ball. She was in panicked frenzy, trying to escape anything that could hurt her, including the hostile environment. ((Feel free to crash or catch (or anything you want) Cora. She is jumping around pretty much aimlessly and random, not much looking at where she is going. Kinda like this  way but more rapidly. XD))        
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