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One moment, she was sitting at a holographic keyboard, begging a computer for help. (Haptic, her brain supplied, it was a haptic keyboard.) The next, she was standing in a coliseum of some kind, a hand around Mendel's collar, an armful of blueprints and the heavy metal device tucked up close to her chest in the other arm. She lowered it to the ground and straightened up as the people--other Knights, she realized with a shock--filed in and took their seats.

She realized with an unhappy jolt that this was a public speaking venture. She'd never been good at that. Mendel whined and nosed at her hand. With a deep breath, she tried to project her voice out over the room: "Um, excuse me!"

Yeah. That was going to get their attention. Where the hell was she? Her palms were sweating like hell, and she was just glad for the comforting weight of Mendel at her back, and the way the ampitheater seemed to amplify her voice as it bounced off the rising walls. "If I could have your attention, please?"

There seemed less Knights here from when the Code had yanked them all here, but some of those present were familiar in a vague way - maybe from last time round or from one of the other few Knight gatherings that he'd been to. Although from that one training session run by Eternal Sailor Maia that he'd gone to was also a possibility since Falias remembered a few Knights being there too.

A few faces stuck out more than that though. Valhalla (who got a wave), Niflhel (who didn't), that dark-haired Mars Page (Themiscyra) from the warehouse during the not-that-long ago blackout (who also didn't) and that blond Mars Knight (Kairatos) who had been there that time that the Code had pulled them all here and who still seemed familiar for reasons that Falias still couldn't quite put his finger on.

Before Falias could properly ponder it however, the the unfamiliar Page in the middle called for for their and so he slipped into the nearest seat and looked towards her, his green eyes curious as to what was going on and wondering if she could provide the answers.

Not that he'd forgotten about the familiar but not Mars Knight, as he hadn't, however it was something that he would have to ponder on later.

Kairatos flopped down into a seat beside Themiscara and her companion, crossing one leg over the other in an attempt to get comfortable in the arena seats, which was apparently his way of indicating that he was at least mostly listening to the young woman at the center of the Arena.

Dendera smiled and cupped a hand to her ear teasingly as she found her own seat, sitting down and putting her hands on her knees like a good student, though she cast bright glances at anyone near by. "What do you think is going on?"

Hvergelmir had been to space quite a bit lately, and she was exhausted. She still had one trip ahead of her, but she'd been putting it off for a few days, just to give herself some rest: being slingshotted across the night sky could get pretty quickly wearying. The last thing she'd wanted right now was another summons to Olympus, pulling on her like a drag chute -- but it didn't really occur to her to avoid the call. She wasn't sure the universe just yanked people away to Mars on a lark. So she'd gone.

The last time she'd been called to Olympus, Hvergelmir had only known one person. Things had changed since then -- she'd changed, maybe, a little bit -- but somehow, here on her second trip to the great coliseum, she looked around and still only knew one person.

(At least it was a different person this time. That was progress, right?)

Sarras had staked out a place for himself near the back of the coliseum, looking pensive and a little guarded. Normally, she might've approached to see how he'd been doing -- it had been a while, and she had confidence that he had the chops to be a pretty successful knight, with so much drive and such a serious demeanor -- but his obvious sense of reserve gave her some pause. Maybe he wasn't in the mood to socialize.

Still, they were two of a kind -- and the only two Cosmos knights she knew of, at that -- and Hvergelmir remembered the way the Mercury knights had picked each other out at the last meeting and exchanged greetings. She was conscious that there was some worth in putting on a unified front -- so she chose a seat in the back, a few feet away from where Sarras was standing, and dropped down onto the bench to wait and see what the Code had in store for them this time.

It was a relief to know that it wasn’t something there that had Alexandria concerned, although he was still worried about whatever might be troubling him. “There’s nothing wrong with worrying,” he promised, offering him a small smile as if that might help. “Yeah, I definitely understand the big family thing… And yeah, I was expecting my older brother to be here, but he might have been busy, I guess…”

Doing what, he didn’t know, but Michael had a mind of his own.

“But don’t worry about trying to get up with them. We text and all that. You might have seen him last time we were all here… or met him elsewhere? He goes by Sessrumnir… he’s also a knight of Jupiter… We look somewhat alike, but he’s older… and our younger brother, he’s a Senshi… Oberon… funny how things work out, huh?” he grimaced, still not sure he liked the idea of so many people he cared about becoming involved in all this. It was bad enough that Daniel and Zia were involved, but Paris, his brothers, and so many more…? It was nerve wracking.

He did chuckle softly at the mention of being too little for baseball. “You’d be surprised how good some of the smaller players are,” he shared, remembering how hard he’d worked when he was younger to play, and how lucky he had been to actually gain some height… but there were people out there with amazing talent, regardless of physical attributes.

When the young looking Mercury knight started to speak up, he turned as well to listen, but not before catching sight of Failas and waving back to him with a smile, glad to see him still looking okay, or at least in one piece.

The summons had come as a surprise... that little tugging sensation that confused the hell out of Ys. It felt a little bit like last time, but it lacked the YOU COME NOW pull. It had been curiosity more than anything that had him allowing the pull to take him to Olympus and he grunted as his dark boots hit sand, making him stumble with a jangle of silver bells before he righted himself. Bloody sand on bloody Mars...

With the sun beating down on his head and heating up the wool-like cloth he was wrapped neck to toe in, Ys was not about to linger out here in it and he stumped his way towards the stone ruins with a bright-eyed look despite his discomfort. It was one thing to be dragged around places, it was quite another to go willing, and that made all the difference.

When sand changed to stone under his heels, his steps evened out and it was a rather pleased Saturn page that strutted his way into the open theatre, casting his eyes over the gathered knights as he hooked his thumbs into his vest. So few people he knew... he so rarely met other knights, and without Luxor here... that cut down his list to Megiddo, who he thought maybe he saw way over there, by another Saturn Knight.

"MEGIDDO!" Ys shouted as he threw a long, lanky arm up, waving in a completely idiotic and completely purposeful way. His bells rang at the motion, caught in the accoustics of the place and tossed around and back at him.

"Worrying is all I ever seem to do.." Alex murmured, shifting in his seat. He debated asking Valhalla if he had seen Babylon lately.. But he refrained. It wasn't his place to say anything, and he didn't know how much or who Babylon had even talked too.

He started at Valhalla for a moment, as he thought about the last time they were all together before it came crashing back to him. "Oh god.. He was the guy I snapped at when the Code started talking.. Craaaap." Go figure...

He jumped at Babylon's sudden presence. "I don't know whether to hug you or hit you." The tiny page hissed as he scrubbed his face with his hands. At least he could freaking breathe now, and try to relax. "Uh-huh. Sure they were." He shot, glancing at Babylon out of the corner of his eye. That was when he noticed the older man's uniform was different. "...What the hell'd you do to your uniform?"

Then he blinked as yet another Mercury page joined the group. "Alexandria. And that's Valhalla." He said jerking a finger at the Jupiter Knight.

So he was glowing. Babylon touched his face, as if charmed that Mimisbrunnr had noticed. "It's really good to see you, Mimis," said Babylon, reaching over to give the page a one-armed hug. He was pleased to be settled between two others who shared his planetary alignment, even if they both seemed to have expected the worst to come from his little foray with dangerous magic.

"So I am," he said, rubbing the circuitry. It, uh. It went all the way down. "I'd like a hug, but you can punch me if you want to. You've earned the right."

Personally, he was going to go the hug, and he turned and pretty much wrapped himself around Alexandria for a good ten seconds. "I'm sorry I scared you," said Babylon, giving the page a hearty pat on the back as he pulled away. "And about the uniform, I'm not totally sure. Overdosed on Order magic, I guess." But hey, it looked cool, right?

"So, children," he said, totally ignoring the fact that Mimisbrunnr was older than him. "Let's listen to what Mistral's got to say. I bet it's about awesome old Mercury tech and totally relevant to our interests."

He's been on that field trip!