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The resulting ripple was less surprising as it should have been, but given everything else she had witnessed that night already, perhaps not. Still, the girl looked properly in awe, especially as slender fingertips sank into the mirror itself, wrapping pale skin in cool glass.

step through it.. She looked up at him, a question on her tongue, but said nothing. Instead she steeled herself, shoulders squaring, and did as she'd been bid.

It was like was like walking into a wall of cool water, or so she imagined. The oddly liquid glass formed around first her arm, and then the rest of her as she took a breath abs stepped forward, into the mirror itself.

The time for doubts had long passed.

It was like being submerged, or frozen, or weightless, and yet none of those could really cover the feeling accurately. Nothing could, because there had never been anything she had experienced, or even heard of that could quite touch the press of weighted power that was surrounding her in the darkness.

Or rather, not surrounded, but filled.

It didn't stop at her clothing, or her skin, but seeped inside, spreading, searching, until it could find the glittering gem at her core and claim it for itself. Coating it, protecting it.

Not that Cassie knew any of that. For her it was all sensation and feeling. There just weren't any words, but that was fine. Remarque would have answers, she imagined. Or rather she would have, had she the capacity to wonder beyond the narrow scope of what she was feeling in that moment.

The prince wouldn't have to wait that long, or at least it didn't feel that long for her. One moment she had stepped inside, and the next the mirror was giving her back to him.



Not Cassiopeia Lyons, but something new, something different. Torn clothing was replaced by pristine darkness and a wispy overlay.

She was looking down at herself as he spoke, and the crooked smile returned as she lifted her head, fingers catching at the edges of her skirt to flare it out from her thighs. "Blacks not usually my color, but..." She suspected this would all sink in a little deeper later, the magnitude of what had just happened to her. Not just the change that came from stepping out of the mirror, but the events leading up to it. Or maybe it wouldn't. Cassie had always had a knack for taking things in stride.

She did have questions, though, but not she simply couldn't help another little joke. Smile lingering, she waved her hand around the room before gesturing back towards the mirror she'd just emerged from. "Mirrors, I gotcha. It's a theme." Okay, so no as much of a joke as an obvious observation.

"The Dark Mirror Court, huh?" Another look down at herself, at the overlay, at the metal that circled her wrists. The outfit probably wasn't something she'd have picked for herself, but it wasn't bad. Glancing towards Remarque, it was hard now not to notice the obvious similarities. Not in color, though the black was probably a running theme, but the additions they both shared. "What's that mean, exactly?"

Bright eyes widened at the news that she was now in the same sort of league of powered individuals as the man standing before her. It was hard to believe, from a few different standpoints. As much as she felt stronger, she still didn't think she was anywhere close to his level, not if the aura he was throwing off was any sort of indication, but clearly he'd been at this a long time.

She pushed her own thoughts aside to listen to him as he explained about the different groups that seemed to all call Destiny City their home, and the apparent power struggle that came as a result of it. Their group--the Dark Mirror Court--didn't seem to have much of a stake in the battle, other than looking for a way into space, and keeping to themselves. That all seemed well and good, though easier said than done, given the nature of war to draw in unwilling participants.

Cassie, or rather-

"Oh!" She didn't mean to cut him off, but she'd just remembered something. "The mirror, I think it was the mirror, it kind of spoke to me. Or through me?" She wasn't sure exactly, which made it hard to explain. "It said I was...Romulus? of Craters?" It came out a little unsure, as if seeking some sign from him that this was all natural, and she hadn't been hearing things.

And she had heard about compacts and shards, and would get back to that, but, well...more important questions.

There was enough building energy in that petite body that she could have been bouncing on the balls of her feet, but she was reigning it in, best she could. Fingers knit to keep them still, she smiled up at the other senshi. "Romulous," she repeated, grin growing to an almost wicked degree. "I like it."

So, from the way he was explaining it, it sounded as though she was some sort of superior being, with a secret identity. Kind of like a super hero, but not quite.

Nodding, drew her hands apart and lay them on her hips, weight shifting from one foot to the other. "So these powers. I'm assuming they're different for all of us?"

The compliment had Romulus rising up to rock on the toes of her boots, pleased at the praise. If he was her superior, for lack of a better word, it was probably a good idea to stay on his good side, and to be impressive. She could do that, she was clever, picked things up quickly.

"I'm interested to see what sort of power will come from craters," she admitted, grinning up at him before giving a small shake of hr head at his question. "Not boxing, no. I mean I know my way around a brawl, but I've never had any formal training. Always preferred things like surfing or volleyball."

Honestly, She and her brother were a lot more experienced in running from fights, than participating in them. Not in the cowardly sort of way, but in the don't get caught way.

Romulus grinned up at him as he mentioned finding her own style, then spoke of meeting up again later for a bit of one on one training. That'd be handy, she assumed. Safest way she'd get to face off against someone so strong. Obviously it'd be a bad idea to go stepping with someone of his rank, on another team. Nope.

"I'd like that, but only when you aren't busy." Running a court, that had to take up a lot of free time. Once again she acknowledged to herself how lucky she'd been that he'd found her before that thing, that youma, could do any serious damage. The scratches and bruises would heal.

"Is there anything else I need to know?"