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One frustrating conversation with a satyr later, Sailor Aphrodite arrived on the marketplace scene, Catman in tow (and as sassy as ever).

"If you're not going to say something pleasant, Cat, then you may as well not say anything at a-"

Her words were cut short as not one, not two but five individuals came into view, among the glory and splendor of what could only be the treacherous Tartaros. One individual in particular was familiar - a civilian she'd encountered during the Doom Tree tiff. The marketplace was noted in her quick assessment, as was the guard who stood nearby, but eyes first fell on both the senshi and Negaverse officers standing by Mr. Doom Tree Civilian.

"It seems we're not the only ones who were forced to wander around."

Her tone seemed almost humored, though her expression was still grim as she moved forward to address the others. "I presume all of you are trying to get out of here as well?"

Where here was had yet to be confirmed...but as each moment passed, it became clearer and clearer to the Captain that they were indeed stuck within the fabled Tartaros.

"If you didn't make it so easy to remain unpleasant, perhaps I'd consider that request." The cat said smoothly, but quickly fell silent as he realized they were not alone. Of course they hadn't been alone in this marketplace, but just ahead of them looked fairly normal people.

And what struck him more soundly was the fact that there were lieutenants standing among what looked like senshi--and the civilian introduced them without fail. The boy's bright eyes were thoughtful now, sliding to his blonde companion and back to the one called Azzo. They knew each other then? And 'tree' clearly meant... the Doom Tree?

Interesting. His gaze swept to the withered treeman who had glanced at them only once, paused, then swept back to the two lieutenants he hadn't had the personal... pleasure of meeting just yet.

With a snort for the question, Grendel dismissively waved a hand. "Do you think it's real?" The answer was deliberately vague, and he jerked his chin towards the guard of sorts. "He certainly looks like he might have some answers for us." It was more to Aphrodite than anyone else--but couldn't very well associate with the two lieutenants at this moment. If they recognized him, then that'd be the end of his acting (no real loss), but if they didn't, well... He could keep up the farce just a little longer.

"Yes, I was alone," Selenite had snapped off to Scheelite and Rosaling, slightly disgruntled. That was just...ooooh! So irritating. Why had she arrived here by herself? Everyone else seemed to have had a partner, someone to help them figure out what was going on. The bluenette stamped firmly on her irritation and brought herself back under control. Flying off the handle wasn't going to do her any good at all.

When Aphrodite and Grendel arrived, her gaze raked over them quickly, slotting them as members of the Lunar Court; she hadn't heard anything about the Negaverse having their own guardian cats, and knew only that the senshi did. "Yes, I would like to get out of here," she interjected, flipping her braid back over her shoulder. Her blue eyes flicked over to the mentioned treeman, then back at the only people who seemed to take any notice of her. Which was odd, and probably something that should be investigated further. However, Selenite really really really just wanted this all to be over, and to that end...

"Scheelite," she said, voice very sweet, "Why don't you go ask him if he knows how to get out of here?" She sure as hell wasn't going to be doing the asking; better to have someone else field any adverse reactions.

Azzo tilted his head at Grendel. With a lofted brow, "I wouldn't be surprised if it was, after all I've already been face to face with a bone tree that wanted to eat us... And other weird things..."

He tilted his head, "Yeah we should ask him with..." Azzo's thought was broke off by a hyper Schee. He moved quickly before smacking Schee on the back of the head much like Gibbs would Tony, he'd been wanting to do that since Eos had grabbed that damned pillow.

He looked at Schee, "Not so hyper." He said looking at the blonde, "You want to be the next one something tries to eat?"
He turned quickly from Schee, gave a quick bow to the tree, "Pardon us, sorry for my friend he's a bit excitable, but we need a bit of help. If you could spare a moment." He took a few side-steps away from Schee, mainly for a just in case the tree man wanted to bash someone.

"Why's everyone gotta rain on my parade man? I totally had this Azzo-dude, I'm a big bad Negaverser I think I can talk to this guy without having my hand held, ya know?" The blonde was rolling his eyes and rubbing at the place where Azzo had smacked him. Sheesh, show some respect for a powered individual! If he had his abilities here...man he'd so show that kid.

Sad fact was he -didn't-, so he just had to deal.

To the tree man Schee simply stared. Help? Hunt? Rules? Blindies? Good god what was this dude going on about? Again, WAY too much to think about. Zink really should have been here to figure out all this bullshit while Schee did what he did best. Which was, of course, jumping the gun and running around like a hyperactive lunatic.

"Real fairy....mmkay." Right, whatever. He glanced east as the tree-man gestured that way, but otherwise lost interest. Something MUCH more interesting was around, and that was a stall labeled Instruments. AHA! Instruments! He was missing an instrument, wasn't he? Where on earth had his controller gone to? Sure it wasn't a real instrument like his guitar back home, but...well damnit it was close enough. So with confident steps the blonde Negaverser strolled on forward to investigate the instrument stall. The soft music emanating from it was rather nice, and Scheelite couldn't stop himself from trying to hum along.

Rosalind disregarded Azzo completely-- the boy spouted nonsense out of his mouth at a rate that was alarming to the sailor soldier. He may have been a civilian, but after displaying zero sympathy for her being wronged, she had no desire to deal with him. And as for Scheelite, he could have fallen into another pit. Hopefully no one would be there to pull him out.

She shuffled over next to Sailor Eos and watched the two idiots bound over towards the decrepit tree-man. There was a part of her that would have loved to see it club them, but she dismissed the thought as being unladylike. A dark part of her laughed when Azzo slapped Scheelite in the back of the head-- just as he deserved. As the tree-man spoke, two things stuck out in her mind: real fairy and sane people. Rosalind was confused, those were basically oxymorons. She sighed when the tree-man looked less than happy after talking with the two.

Of course he would be dissatisfied talking with two hooligans. Rosalind took it upon herself to get further information from the beast.

Strutting after the creature while throwing a glare at Azzo, she started, "Hello, please disregard him. He does not know the proper manner in which to speak." She giggled diminutively and continued, "Anyways, I am Sailor Rosalind, and if I may say so, your bark is remarkable." Talking to him was easy-- she likened it to talking to her father's associates. She could not, however, look at the creature in the face. It was sick and would have surely shown on her face how disgusted she really was. Rosalind decided to take a coy approach to dealing with him.

Something shiny stuck in the mud caught her eye, and she decided to ask the guard, "oh, does that belong to you? Perhaps I can assist you in some way?" Rosalind had been in the mud already, and if it meant a way to get more information so as to get home, she wouldn't hesitate to do it again.

Selenite had trailed along behind Scheelite when he spoke to the apparent guard. She wasn't entirely sure what he had meant by the Hunt, but the raven who'd helped her had called her blind before, so that remark at least she was able to take in stride. Even if she still had no idea what she wasn't seeing.

Once he'd stomped off with the civilian and the two senshi following him, Selenite looked around the market curiously. There weren't a lot of things to look at in the immediate vicinity; Scheelite appeared to have found the only stall close by and with a half shrug of her shoulder, the bluenette decided to continue to stick with the other Negaverse agent and investigate the instrument stall. She wasn't all that into music, but her roommate back at Crystal was. Maybe there'd be something here Eilian would like.

Even if she couldn't take it back with her.

The mention of Scheelite being a big bag Negaverser was enough to make Grendel almost curl his lips, but the cat smoothly refrained and instead watched the lieutenant boldly strut over and interrogate the tree-man. His ears strained to catch the words for a minute, some nonsense about fairies and different areas of the market.

"I wouldn't do that." He hissed as Aphrodite, despite the lessons she'd learned, went to go look at the stall that seemed to be making soft, pearly sounds. "Music led us into this mess, unless you've failed to remember." The satyr had warned them, after all, but despite himself, Grendel reluctantly began to approach the strange wind elemental who seemed to be in charge, investigating the stall.

Selenite was eyed in the process, but he was also keeping a careful ear out should the guard chose to reveal anything vital to the two boys. "What sort of instruments are these?" He'd ask the elemental instead, keeping his voice smooth, if polite.