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Aurora Namid was excited. Like SO excited that her fingers were tapping impatiently on her purse, occasionally pushing up onto her tiptoes so that she could peek over the small crowd and check if her train was there yet. Usually she wouldn't be caught dead in the icky subway, but when she'd learned about the bridal expo a town away the bride to be had made an exception. But gosh it was so hot and crowded and dirty. Maybe she would more seriously rethink Azzo's suggestion that they buy a car.

Even her less than stellar surroundings could not contain her joy or excitement however, a smile plastered to her face. In about an hour she'd be surrounded in a convention center just full of everything wedding! Flowers, bakeries, dresses, make up artists, photographers. All with tons of ideas for her and all vying for her attention and business. She could almost squeal with delight, which was exactly why she'd left Azzo at home, not intent on overloading him with wedding details a full 4 months early.

Aitana Meu Catos yawned as she pushed her way through the turn styles, still fairly wiped out from a morning of work directly following a night of youma hunting. It sucked to waste a day she could be napping through and her irritation could be easily read on her face. But unfortunately she had something stupid to do that had to do with her immigration papers. And some capital building?

Glancing down at the scribbled on piece of paper in her hand she made her way lazily through the crowd. She wasn't in any big hurry, as long as it was done by the end of the day.

The Brazilian was not a stranger to subways and trains, having rode on this one a small handful of times. As such she wasn't paying a whole lot of attention to the trains themselves, instead simply looking with a bored expression at some of the people in the crowd.

Jarias was midstepping when she caught a glance at a pretty brazilian. She was, in short, extremely hot and Jarias was in no way going to not attempt some sort of conversation that may possibly end with a number.

She could be hopeful.

She slipped the headphones down, turned and slid through the crowd till she was closer to the girl. Though it seemed she managed to also get bumped by an equally tall amazon that had Jarias admiring as well.

Damn, the train stop was full of beautiful women. "I don't want to impose," Jarias grinned as she came over, "But please tell me you guys don't come here often, because if you do, I've really been missing out."

He'd prepared himself well, he thought, for this particular mission. It had been quite a long time since Aurostibite had done anything at all in terms of large scale projects for the Negaverse (another facet of his life that had made him regret a great deal of how he'd spent his time as Lieutenant); but this at least motivated him a great deal now, especially considering what he was trying to accomplish with Mintaka and the Dark Mirrors.

He could have simply been mistaken for an off-duty police officer if he played his cards right, his uniform simple and clean enough to pass as one. Aurostibite had still draped a neat black trenchcoat on, however, just in case, his hat tucked securely under his arm.

He'd slowed to a stop beside the clusters of people already on the platform and stood silently, leaning against a wall and letting his gaze move quietly but steadily over each person. His expression was vague and disinterested, but Aurostibite was already making note of the power signatures he could read, gloved hands tucked casually into the pockets of his coat.

Lily was suppose to be in the house, but she was determined to get some shopping done before they went on vacation and by herself dammit. Her family was smothering her. Yes, she had been in the hospital for 8 months and yes she was now a bit underweight, but she was out, feeling good and eating well. She needed some time to herself. Not to mention the awkwardness of being in a house with two people you tired to kill barely three weeks past. Yes that was so much fun.

She stood for a bit, but after the train would probably take a bit to get there so she went to sit down. She was already seated before she noticed that on the other people sitting beside her was familiar.

"Hi," she said to the white haired girl wracking her brain for a name. It didnt come to her, but she, hoped the girl might remember her. "You were at the laser tag right, or was it the other one ..."

She had a blank face for a second trying to remember, it had been a while, but smiled after a second. "I'm Lily."

Jessica Haze had her nose in a book, this wasn't new but the fact that she was in the subway was. The brunette bookworm tended to take her bike, cabs, or even walk but on this day neither of those modes of transportation would work for her so she was stuck with taking the train. Her bike had a flat, she didn't want to pay for a cab, and her destination was too far away for walking so the train was it and it was quite annoying.

She sighed in annoyance as yet another person jostled her making her lose her place briefly in the book. It seemed like the platform was getting more crowded by the moment much to Jessie's annoyance. Although running her own bookstore meant that she met and interacted with a large number of people didn't mean that she liked being packed into a grubby tiled underground bunker like a sardine... The amount of people did not bode well for the elbow room on the subway cars where she would go from tile to a tin can. She pulled her thoughts away from the imagined horrors of her impending trip in a speeding sardine can back to the mores of Ireland and the sisters Concannon.

She had read the series several times, even had a signed omnibus edition, but always found new enjoyment in it each time she picked it up. Jessie had gotten to the part where the two leads were eating dinner at the local castle and sharing ghost stories. It was a cute part and she was completely wrapped up in it, so much so that when she was rammed into by some kids playing the book flew out of her hands. The blue cover was quite visible against the dingy white tile but it was quickly obscured by legs as the shuffling masses of feet sent the book on it's merry way like a hockey puck passed from player to player.

With a gasp of surprise and distress Jessie chased after her book, politely and sometimes not so politely weaving around people trying to keep the blue cover in sight. Jessie briefly lost track of it and in her search she noticed Lily was talking to someone... At Least she thought it was Lily. Jessie was pretty far away so she couldn't tell not that it mattered anyway, the finding her book was much more important at this moment. A flash of blue sent her off again.

Finally she caught up to it, sort of. It had come to a stop against a young man's backpack that he was in the process of digging around in. She assumed it was a boy but with the long hair it might have actually been a girl, Jessie didn't care personally she just wanted her book. Unfortunately she was being blocked by a group of college boys, no matter how much she said 'excuse me' she didn't seem to be getting any closer to her book. Anger and frustration was slowly building, these stupid males were in her way! A quick elbow jab here and there and a few growls surprisingly got the guys to move faster than her polite requests until she found herself a few feet from the boy who was practically on top of her book. "Pardon me, but my book seems to have encountered your bag. May I have it back please." Her anger had faded and now she nervously fidgeted with the hem of her cream colored blouse. It was one thing to snap when people weren't listening it was another to be mean to someone who had, or in this case was near, something you wanted.

Chris tried not to look too obvious when he nodded his head in agreement. “Yeah, of course I made reservations for four,” he said quickly, and then turned to try and see if he could catch a glimpse of the lights from the train cars. In his defense, he didn’t even know that Paris had a cousin until a few days ago, so it wasn’t entirely his fault. Thankfully, most tables come with an even number of chairs, so he was hoping that luck would hold out for him. If not, he would just apologize and they would pull up an extra chair. No big deal.

“Am I the only one hot in this place?” he asked his wife before realizing what his question sounded like and quickly shook his head to amend it. “Temperature wise, I mean. Look how many people are wearing long sleeves and jackets.” It was weird to him, but maybe that was just because he couldn’t regulate temperature very well for one reason or another?

He didn’t think on it too much, since as long as people weren’t hurting themselves or others, they could do whatever they wanted. Maybe it was part of a statement.

“Do you think they’re preparing for one of those flash mobs?” he snorted in amusement at the thought of being caught up in some dance and singing routine.

“Excuse me, do you know which line would go the city center?” Jet asked as he approached Aurostibite, not because he trusted him as a fellow officer of the Negaverse, but he wanted to make it very clear that he didn’t trust him.

Everything that happened during New Years; the Captain’s inability to help them fend off senshi and knights, his incompetency in keeping the prisoner tied up, and then somehow Sailor Mintaka found herself among the ranks of the Dark Mirror Senshi. A coincidence? He might be stupid about a lot of things, but he highly doubted it.

After all, who would suspect a sweet faced boy asking a potential police officer for help?

“Don’t get in my way,” he added under his breath as his expression shifted darker. Aurostibite put Aquamarine and Seraphinite in danger with his actions (or lack thereof) that night, and Jet would not easily forget that.