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Eternal Kamacite

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Anxious. Talking to Jasper and Lopezite.

When Jasper jerked his arm away, Kamacite immediately withdrew his as well, his face flushing with embarrassment. He held his hands together, against his chest and out of the way. Maybe to prevent himself from reaching out a second time as he looked up at the Lieutenant with concern and guilt for startling him.

He shook his head when Jasper started to apologize, but was grateful that he seemed to relax a little.

“I didn’t mean to startle you. You looked upset,” he said quietly, and while he’d opened his mouth to answer whether he was alright or not, he saw another familiar face.

Did he eat anything recently? He thought he might have tried to eat something that Misha made for lunch, but couldn’t remember how much he managed to stomach. So he politely held his hands out for the energy bar and bottle of water, not wanting Lopezite to think he was ungrateful.

“You’re not interrupting. Thank you,” he said to Lopezite, and then “I’m okay,” he decided as he glanced up at Jasper. He felt guilty that he was glad he could hide beside both of them.

“Do you think the shields will hold? Even if it’s just once…?” he wondered, glancing back up at the sky.

Reims, Knight of Ganymede

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Realizing he made the worst decision. Talking to Dering with Ephesus and Amarynthos. Noticing Malus.

He spotted Malus when he arrived with Michel and Dering, and made sure to make eye contact with him, no matter how briefly. They would be okay. They just had to get through that night and they could go home and rest.

He instinctively uncrossed his arms and held one out for Dering to offer a hug-- but clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth when Ephesus swooped in to claim a hug from Dering for himself.

That was fine. He didn’t need one, anyway. He nodded to Amarynthos in greeting, but crossed his arms back over his chest and looked back to make sure Malus was okay.

“Yeah, I just hope I didn’t make a bad decision leaving Cynthus with Rose and Cassidy,” he made a face. They would gossip, probably. They would keep each other entertained, at least.

“Evie said he would be going to his Wonder, too. So they’ll all be there--” Probably using the chance to talk about him!! Great. He could already feel his ears burn because he was now afraid that Cynthus saw him hold onto Cassidy’s hand a little longer than was probably necessary. Ugh! They were definitely going to be gossiping about him.

“It’s fine!” he groaned and drew in a dramatic breath to then let out with a huff.

Corrupt Eternal Sailor Chrysocolla of Moods
Chrysocolla was in a sour mood. This was not new. She was in a bad mood surprisingly often, when it came to Destiny City, which - for the record - she hadn't even been in? She'd been out of town, and then sitting on the train to get back to Destiny City, and then there'd been - a General-Sovereign's pull. She hadn't felt that in a long time.

So it was probably Faustite's fault that her bags were sitting on a train miles away while she was here and half of Destiny City was briefly putting their personal issues with each other on hold. Briefly the look on her face was... thunderous. --And then she put it away. No. Not now. Not here. Later. And there was someone (many someones) she recognized, and a specific someone she teleported to stand by -

"Beatrix," Chrysocolla said, faintly irritated but not with Bea, "anyone throw a fit so far?" That tended to happen. She gave a nod to Meissa, too; not a friendly one, but not an unfriendly one. Acknowledgement. Beatrix's girl, and then probably someone outside of that, but that was the easiest identifier to assign her.

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Corrupt Super Sailor Pax of Reverberation
Pax was here because Faustite had summoned them, and he was their boss, so they weren't exactly going to say no. Not that they could've, anyway, but they wouldn't have if they could have. They had their arms folded over their chest, perhaps the most severe resting b***h face they'd ever been seen with, and if they were hearing anything that anyone was actually saying was hard to determine. This was too many people talking out loud at once! Way, way too many...!!

So they stuck close to Faustite, and the rest of the team, because those were people who could at least understand ASL. But they weren't happy about losing the headphones. Not at all. If those even had metal they weren't sure, but better safe than electrocuted, so...

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Half-Youma General Larimar
Larimar did not want to ******** around about the potential end of the world. If anything, Larimar had been feeling particularly antisocial and riding out a progressively-worsening paranoia and panic spiral for the past month or so. But there were some things you pulled yourself out of your stupid little misery hole for, and whatever today was, this was one of them.

What would've been reasonable was for Larimar to go stand with any of the other Officers, show a little Negaverse solidarity, even if ze couldn't ******** stand most of those people. Maybe even stand near the Negaverse Senshi, they moved in packs, didn't they? But

Faustite was here, so that. Limited. Where ze was willing to go.

There was a half-youma Captain ze didn't quite recognize, but if pretending to show some kind of solidarity would save zyr pathetic little life today, then by god ze was going to hang out with him. Or hang near him. Awkwardly. Socialization was difficult when one rarely interacted with others face-to-face at all anymore, and he looked like he was having a ******** godawful day anyway, so that made two of them.

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Super DSS Róka of the Undertow
In theory, Róka should not have been here. Róka should not have been here, because Alexis Montague had pulled their usual disappearing trick and was, unbeknownst to anyone in Destiny City, in Minnesota.

Or had been in Minnesota, anyway.

But they had their ways of keeping up with news, and if there had ever been something that would've gotten them unexpectedly back in town, there's an enormous monster and it might be the end of the world was it. Mostly focusing on that first half. Even if their tools as a wyrm-hunter were lost to the muck and rot of their homeworld, a thousand years of decay, it was still who they were. Fight big monster = absolutely yes 700% yes, did they even have to say it.

Grieve probably wasn't too surprised when they showed up from approximately out of nowhere; for a weird fish alien, sometimes Róka was absurdly stealthy in crowds. It made them a good pickpocket and a good a-lot-of-other-things. "Don't play with your food," they said offhandedly, quickly looking Nekoite up-and-down and apparently dismissing him as not-a-threat. "It's unbecoming."

Hy-Brasil did not warrant a hello, apparently.

The sky loomed low above Destiny City, and as the strange lightning spread, like an electric nervous system on full display, the clouds seemed weighed down, too.

Where there was once a flat sheen of darkness, now it began to bubble. Rupture.

It was as if a current had suddenly picked up behind them, just out of reach. Violent waves of motion made the purple-hued clouds look like Asperitas Clouds at first, and then it was as if the darkness was so tumultuous it had to spill over. Waterfalls of clouds poured from the sky and the darkness was so expansive that it didn’t seem as though it showed any signs of stopping.

A bubble had been broken.

Something pushed again on the layer of clouds, and maybe this time you saw something–a flash of white scale, like the entire sky beyond the clouds might have been marble.

It’s hard to call the electric lights lightning, not when they don’t flash or flicker.

They grow.

It looks as though the sky is falling down above Destiny City, across the whole sky.

A wind has picked up. There’s a vacuum somewhere, but it’s hard to tell if it's pushing or pulling. The breeze is sharp and the trees whip violently in the sky.

Energy is gathering in spontaneous bursts, with such presence that it feels like someone is standing in the empty spaces around them.

Solaris, Encke, Jet, Aquamarine, Faustite, Heliodor, Murikabushi, Kerberos, Benitoite and Chalcanthite knew this feeling–it was the same pressure the night the sky split open and pulled them into the subchamber of the Calamitous Hollow’s prison.

If there is an opening–a chance to meet this thing head on–there is a small window to take it.

Maybe you can still meet it in its own domain before it crosses that final threshold and arrives on Earth.

But something else appeared, too, in that split second before the sky seemed ready to fall apart. In a burst of colorful glitter, a blue velvet bag, tied with a little gold cord, hovering in the air before every person there. Whatever magic had summoned it faded somewhat, and with each passing second, the bag drooped lower to the ground.

Attached to each bag was a little tag that read, handwritten in iridescent ink and elegant script:

Wishing you strength, health, and a safe path forward.

XO

Almadel

Inside each bag are three items:

• A tiny pin with a purple diamond; it is roughly the size of a dime and can be attached to any fabric material.
  
• A round, purple berry that was firm to the touch and smelled sweet; it had a soft skin and was roughly the size of a cherry tomato.
  
• A bracelet that demands to be worn; something about it compels you to keep on your person. It is simple silver but has a multi-faceted, raindrop shaped gemstone charm dangling from it. The teardrop shaped gemstone has a silver glint to it and might have appeared clear if it weren’t for the swirling white mist trapped inside. Energy hummed inside these crystals–harvested, stored. Waiting to be used. There is a familiarity about them, though it may be hard to place. The Negaverse might feel as if it is a strange summoning, a call to arms. Order might feel as if it is a chance for new opportunities, an open door. The Dark Mirror Court might feel as if it is proof of a dream, something almost within reach. The Vanguard might feel as if it is of a fond memory, an echo of home.

And, in some bags, maybe something a little extra.

Lacaille super senshi of books



Lacaille grabbed the bag she frowned looking at the sky, this was bad this was getting really bad and Coco was off with her friend and she was confident that the guardian cat didn't need her to hover. Lacaille looked to the sky then she opened her bag and she put the pin on. She frowned at the berry. She couldn't recall if she knew the name that was in the note. She thought she knew someone like this but she wasn't sure. She put the bracelet on her wrist and closed the bag and put it in her pocket. She sighed out deeply hoping they would live through this mess.

Sailor Morpheus Eternal Dark mirror of Surreality



Morpheus smiled he saw the sky was falling but he was not afraid he was the dark mirror senshi of surreality he was calm with this and he was actually excited for once. It had been a while since he had felt a thrill but this battle filled him with excitement not dread. There were senshi, knights, negas. He did not believe they would lose this battle. He believed they would come out on top because they had no choice. He grabbed the bag from the air and smiled again. The merchant was on their side he felt in his heart they would live to see tomorrow. He put on the bracelet and smiled at the sky, ready to go wherever they had to go to fight.

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Corrupt Super Senshi of the Harvest Actaea



Actaea laughed softly to herself. She loved her team; they had been there for her when she was lost, so this was like her family. This awkward moment was actually kinda cute to her. She looked at the pile and laughed again and then was about to say more when the sky became strange and the bag appeared. She lost the words she was going to say and she grabbed the bag well this was weird she hadn't expected a bag of goodies on a battlefield. She turned to her team. "I don't remember any battles but is this normal?" She asked holding the bag not opening it yet.

"Ah--Hatsya--"