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The commotion erupting around him left Umber very little time to act. Xenotime reappeared at his call to aid both he and Aurostibite against the princess, and Umber wagered that with fatigue can a potential to overtake a greater enemy, but he lacked time to focus on it. The office was breached, Mistral and Elsa fought behind him, Jet and Aquamarine left due to injury, and they were rapidly losing valuable time to escape.

Aurostibite agreed to his proposal, so Umber withdrew his crystal from subspace to bark the order over communication channels. As he did so, the captain crested a desk and dropped behind Elsa to snake a hold on his arm, and started the message into his intercom device.

"All agents, fall back from the-" The message cut to a crackle when the train sounded a very peculiar and very unnerving whistle.

He hesitated only a moment before giving a tug to Elsa's arm. "Leave her. We need to get to the train." Without awaiting Elsa's response, the Captain expended a great breadth of energy to pry the pair wholesale from the office and circumvent the mass of Order in the doorway.

"So none of you have any idea what to do here." Isaiah bit back a blistering rage that arose from a well-hidden pet peeve - he loathed those who stood to lead a situation that they knew nothing about. Perhaps he should've given them credit for attempting such a feat, but between abject fear for his own life and s**t hitting the fan, he found no impulse within himself to credit the group. "You have a casualty and four able bodies. You have nowhere to go because people are idiots. If that kid is passed out, leaving him anywhere is going to get him trampled, but if you carry him around with you, your lack of mobility will be the death of you. Isn't that how this goes? It seems to me that all your terrorists are ******** around out there near the office, so if you stay as far away from it as you can, doesn't it stand to reason that it's the safest place to sit out on this ********?" His voice quaked with his every emphatic gesture, but Isaiah felt he composed himself well enough.

Until the train whistle loosed and the businessman nearly pissed himself. "s**t!" He cursed through gritted teeth, and ducked low with ears plugged. It sounded far louder than the perpetual fire alarm that went off.

And where are the firefighters, the police? Are they really so squeamish about these shitty ambushes that they won't step in anymore?

Turning around to keep his gaze on the train, Isaiah backed up until he inadvertently bumped against Havasu. He spared no look back when he corrected himself. "Who the ******** chooses to get involved in s**t like this?" Other than everyone to my rear, and all the powered morons that stepped in and escalated this whole affair... Anyone and everyone who doesn't want to die.

s**t. Isaiah loosed a groan when he realized his sole option.

And then - the train came ********>," said Mistral, a bit mildly. She was really starting to get tired of these ******** negaversers on these ******** trains, but they definitely got points for creativity. A+ on the youma train, though.

She looked down at the control console - it was still on and armed, despite the transformation the train was clearly undergoing. She didn't have any grand illusions of finishing the OP as a fighter - her magic was drained, and she didn't have a death wish.

Maybe the controls were still working...

The smile that cut across the general's dark lips as Maia's magic hit the princess was utterly obscene. As much a happy accident than planning, Xenotime couldn't have hoped for a more promising outcome than that. It left the royal senshi wide open, despite the defensive stance she was sinking into, because no matter her power, no matter her speed, with the full weight of that damn magic upon her, her reaction time had just tanked.

What would the Negaverse do if she could kill the princess for them? What would they do for a royal starseed?

Her tongue slid along the bud of her lower lip as she rose back to her feet, hands coming up in ready fists, but she'd be robbed the chance to exploit the situation she'd found herself in as a unearthly whistle filled the platform and the dark, monstrous shape of something went speeding past them. It was enough to draw even her attention, and a hand lowered a few inches as she stared. "What the ********?" Was that a train?

Belatedly she realized Umber's voice had sounded over their crystals, calling for them to fall back, but the message had cut short. A glance showed he wasn't in the office, nor was he Dark Mirror that had been with him. They had escaped, but what about the agents still on the train. If it could even still be called that?

When Delphi asked the duo if they were all right, Sadachbia was first to answer. "Yeah, I'm mostly fine. All that happened to me was that I got manhandled and thrown around." In retrospect, she was glad for that; it could have been much worse, like what happened to Chara and Cor Caroli.

Cor Caroli, on the other hand, shrugged. "I guess." That was really all he could say on the matter of whether he was all right or not. He had only received a bloodied nose and had a near-death experience; nothing was broken or majorly bleeding.

Neither of them had time to go over much more before the dreadful row cascaded across the platform. "What the ******** was that?!" Sadachbia shouted, turning around just in time to see the grotesque youma train go by.

"The ********?" Cor Caroli shuddered at the noise and also saw the hideous bundle of semi-organic matter that the train had become. "What the hell happened to the train?"

"Something Negaverse, obviously!" Sadachbia said back, staring at the space the train had just vacated.








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Megrez released the ostrich egg at the moment Jarosite teleported, causing it to splatter on the ground uselessly. She knew this trick now, and she knew that if she didn't move quickly she was ********. She made a lucky leap to the side that would cause Jarosite's charge to miss, and at that moment the horrible groan of something not natural rang through the platform space. The youma train whizzed by, and Megrez's eyes went saucer-wide. Something was wrong here. Something Negaverse.

"I'll deal with you later," she said to the General before dashing off to get closer to whatever that was.

Subamara shuddered as the Negaverser sharply withdrew his hand, and it took her a moment to realise that she had been released, that her soul hadn’t come away when the purple Lieutenant was knocked off her.

Breathing choked, she scrambled backwards now her arms were free, and only stopped moving when she fetched up against another pillar, where she curled up small and fetal to protect her chest. But, she thought, that left the page fighting alone. She couldn’t stop now, just because it hurt. Subamara pulled herself to her feet again, hands clenched into fists to suppress the shaking. She felt hollow. Her starseed was still inside her, but she was frighteningly aware of the space his hand had groped around in. She pressed the heel of her hand against her chest, under the ruffle of her collar, pressure on a phantom wound.

The Negaverser in purple was running off.

The train rushed by, organic screaming, and an aura all its own, and. That’s no train…

“They’re still on it?” she repeated, staring as the monstrosity whizzed past again. There were windows there, and figures at the windows. “Oh. Ohmygod.”

Havasu shrugged and admitted to the girl, "it's better than nothing at least." All he had was a handful of twine... Practically useless. The page fell silent as he did his best to come up with a logical plan.

He had nada, zilch, zip, bubkis... But that didn't mean he appreciated the non powered little twinky pointing it out. He kinda had a point though, "no s**t Sherlock! Just where would you suggest we go? Narnia?" Havasu's voice dripped sarcasm that quickly dried up when the trains whistle split the air.

It was unholy.... Unnatural.... And completely wrong. It no longer mattered that Havasu was stuck with a snarky civi, or that they had no way out with a injured cohort, all that mattered was what the creature that was once the train.... And trying to save everyone in it.

The only thing he could say the kid who was passed out and wasn't anymore, said. "That about sums it up. ******** me..."







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Pompeii was annoyed, sore, wet, and confused. The collision with the nega was less a fight and more of a scramble to get away from each other; him apparently trying to answer a summons by his higher ups while Pompeii was trying to get over towards Maia. The wet tile didn't help her situation at all so he was able to gain his feet faster than she was.

The Saturn squire scrambled to her feet, encumbered by her heavy, wet skirt train and shawl. Who ever was responsible for her bedraggled state would get a nice big wet slap from the soaked knight as it was she just sent the soaked shawl back to wherever it went when she didn't need it. It would have been nice to have done the same for her outfit but she was not doing a power down/power up in the middle of this nonsense. She reached around and gathered up her train, doing her best to wring it out as she headed towards the control room since that was where she sensed Maia was... Along with a princess if Pompeii was reading the auras right.

"Holy," her curse was drowned out in the unnatural sounds coming down the track. It sounded like the train was screaming. Nothing natural would make that noise and if something was wrong with the train then that meant that every person on it was in mortal danger. A normal train accident had extreme reproductions for people.... A magical one? The death toll could be astronomical. She racked her brain with any story, article, or documentary she had seen or read trying to come up with a plan as Pompeii dropped her still wet skirt and raced towards the control room.

Mintaka exited the car with as much dignity as she could. Considering the flesh and gunk. For once, she wasn't really concerned with the civilians in the car and instead was pissed as all hell. For her first dark mirror/negaverse mission, this had been...well....

She saw the people she needed to check in with and was even more surprised (yet not) to see Elsa there.

She sniffed, held her head high and came over to the group that seemed to be mingling together. Her attention mainly focused on Umber, Auro and Elsa.

"Excuse me. Since this mission is over, I will be heading home with this one-" That was Auro's arm, "And this one-" She snagged Elsa and nodded to Umber. "Be safe umber, Will you text me the end results of this mission if you get details from Brimstone? Should he still be alive." And then she was dragging the boys to the nearest bathroom to use as a mirror hopper.