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"Building off of what you said," Ptolemaeus said to Acubens while answering Chione, "isn't exploring Mirrorspace one of the duties of being a Dark Mirror Senshi? If I recall, Prince Remarque mentioned that one of the reasons we gather energy with Mirrorwraiths is to be able to explore Mirrorspace in the hopes of perhaps finding a new planet to inhabit. You know, while the Negaverse and the White Moon are fighting over this slowly dying one."

Meanwhile, Sinope watched in distaste as the Eternal Senshi of Velociraptors went around greeting everyone so intimately. Kisses and terms of affection were not things he was comfortable with. He made a mental note to do his best to avoid her which didn't seem too tricky when she had so many other people she seemed to be occupied with.

But then she noticed him and Ptolemy. Worse yet, she started addressing them.

He tensed, trying to think up what to say and how best to say it. He couldn't just pretend not to have heard or to have thought Acubens had been referring to someone else because from what he'd seen of her so far, Sinope guessed that instead of her just letting it go, she was the sort who would have come over just to make sure he'd known she had been talking to him.

"Your 'loves'?" he repeated without thinking, the term rubbing him the wrong way. "I know we just met and that's probably just your way of being friendly, but can we keep the relationship strictly professional here, please, lady? It's tough enough having to involve myself in court matters with other people without sentimentality getting in the way."

"Rude, much?" the 6'3" scout asked Sinope, though he was grinning so hard he looked on the verge of laughter. Sinope glared right back. Both of them knew exactly why he was being so rude; it was his defense mechanism. Still, Ptolemy had always thought it sad that Sinope had seemed so paranoid about getting close to people.

As if to make up for the redhead's remarks to the Eternal, the black-haired teen returned her invitation with an elegant bow. "A pleasure to meet you, Acubens. This is Sinope and I'm Ptolemaeus. Ptolemy for short. I hope you'll forgive him...he often says things that he doesn't mean." He might have attempted to catch her hand to kiss it, but she seemed to need both as she got to work attempting to sketch the wall's fault.

"Oh...sketching. Nice," He commented, glancing back and forth between her subject matter and the drawing. "Good idea, too, documenting it."

"You don't know how much I mean of what I say!" Sinope protested, glaring at Ptolemy, who pretended as if he hadn't heard. But then the high schooler was distracted by the sight of a rare, familiar face and brightened considerably.

"Sadalsuud! Hey!" he called before realizing he must have seemed a bit too enthusiastic. He wasn't here to make friends, nope; they just knew each other. Hardly more than acquaintances. Still, it was nice to see someone else he thought might have been on his level. And yet, he didn't seem to be the only one she knew, either. Before him, she had smiled at someone else and even waved to them. Sinope jerked his head in the other scout's direction. Why had he gotten a wave?

The redhead moved from his place to go over to Kiuchi when he heard him say her name. "Hi," he said. "You know Sadalsuud, too?"

Sinope, who hadn't meant to sound irritated or angry by his request, inwardly cursed himself for being unable to sufficiently conceal his flusterment upon making it. He'd meant to ask calmly so as to give the impression it wasn't a big deal to him, but the fact that it caused him such a great deal of panic and distress must have overridden his attempts. He swallowed to wet his dry throat and tried again.

"It's fine. I'd just appreciate it if you could keep it in mind," said the Senshi of Slyness, doing his absolute best to sound cool and casual. Perhaps he could yet mend the damage his first impression must have done. He may not have liked being spoken to like a loved one, but he wasn't too fond of being treated like he was too sensitive, either. Kindness worried him. If he didn't give her a reason to think she needed to show it, maybe she would back off.

At Acubens' response, Ptolemaeus laughed lightly. He still thought Sinope had assumed too much about Acubens just by watching her for a few minutes, but he guessed the redhead was thinking it was better to be safe than sorry. Either way, it wasn't his place to judge.

"That's true...if we as Dark Mirror Senshi don't record what happens in Mirrorspace, doesn't seem like anyone else can or will. But out of curiosity, do you often sketch, or just for research and recording purposes?"

Crocus has never really been around so many Dark Mirror senshi at once before, it really was quite amazing. He was finally starting to realize the whole scope of it all. He nodded toward Chione when Acubens introduced them. "Hello there, Senshi of Saffron, nice to meet you." He got a little laugh at how Acubens swelled with pride when she mentioned she had been the one responsible for his awakening. "She gave me quite the scare in the middle of the night." While it had been a bit scary at the time, there was a talking cat involved after all, looking back on it, it wasn't all that bad.

He turned his gaze toward Kuichi than, it really had been some time since they had seen each other. Crocus happily reach out to hold the other Senshi's hand. He couldn't help but think of him as a younger brother. "Do you want me to help you up? Or perhaps you want me to join you on the floor?" Crocus teased, although it was still a bit of a serious question. He peeked over at Acubens when she pulled out her journal, all the while holding out his hand toward Kuichi.

"That is a smart idea. We all have to be responsible for our own history after all." He glanced at the other two senshi who were talking to her. "Love the hood by the way." Crocus said, nodding toward the purple hooded Senshi (Sinope). It seemed everyone else was way more fashionable than he was with his flower crown.

Diadem Wasn't sure what to make of... well... any of it. But then... that was what made it all so interesting.

She rocked slightly on a glittering heel, chewing her lip and trying to take a good look at the crack, and the higher ranked DMC near it as well. It was difficult to take in everything, what with side chatter about... energy collecting and maybe hair styling... (She twisted her own twisted style absently with her finger tips). There were names too, and she admitted her own distraction that she caught few of them, and doubted most knew her name either. Her own fault, she'd had her nose down in... other things.

It was so... unknown though. Ugh she wanted to get her hands over there, check out the edges. Were they sharp? Hot? Cold? Was there a breeze?
She'd gotten INTO all this looking for information after all, and this was one hell of a scoop.

She decided to edge around some of the others casually chatting, torn between being politely subdued as befit a -polite- outsider to a group who already seemed to know each other, and an future investigative reporter who she felt would just step on people in her prismatic heels and make for the story.

"'Scuse me..." She added, vaguely, to whoever took notice, and distantly to the one she'd caught a ride with. (Mirror Uber service. Very cool.) "Sorry I really want to see."

It looked like you could squeeze through even.... into all that mist and dark... damn if she had a flashlight... or a recorder... ugh. Guess not. Not if the royals themselves weren't trying, though maybe that was the wings. Still it wouldn't be terribly dignified if one of them decided to extract her by the collar, so she'd just... look. For now.

While they might only be able to see half of the look on Laverna's face, one didn't need to be able to see her mouth as her expression went from bewilderment, to confusion as she kept up with the conversation, to annoyance at parts of it.

It really was like a family reunion with those who clearly didn't want to be bothered being poked by those who didn't know when to be quiet. Well, family reunion or any social event her step mother dragged her to.

However it was the one woman...Acubans if she heard correctly...that made Laverna wish she had duct tape. Before she could respond with any form of an answer, the woman was off and running. Hands going to her hips, Laverna just had to shake her head as she stepped back and stood close to her Prince. "Reminds me of a crazy Aunt. All she needs is lipstick and she would be good to go." Laverna mumbled to Rem before shooting him a look that clearly said she was smiling.

But she had to be grateful for one thing. She was hearing other names and they still didn't know who she was....Perfect.

That was when one who appeared to sparkle moved past them. Laverna's eyes watched her head towards the crack and gaze into it. She could see the interest the woman had and couldn't help but walk back, come up behind the woman and lean forward.

"Creepy, isn't it?" Laverna whispered, trying to see if she could make the woman jump. But she pulled back when Rem appeared near by, clearly deferring to his position over her own fun.

Tantalus frowned darkly. He liked to think he knew Mirrorspace fairly well - and this was wrong; cracks in the surface weren't supposed to occur without...well. Without purpose. Holes weren't supposed to occur at all, to his knowledge.

(Hadn't Amytis described the floor falling out from under her, after she failed to talk down her strange mirror-double? But that had absolutely been with purpose.)

"This is...unusual, yes." He said, as evenly as he could manage. He gave a nod tot he Eternal of Velocirators. "Acubens," he said, in polite greeting.

Goodness, he hoped all was forgiven from the park. He had...not been at his best, in a number of ways. His fingers moved to brush over the jet black fabric of his shoulder drape, and he let out a tiny sigh. Hopefully this would come with less...madness.

Elsa generally only spent time in Mirrorspace if he had to, and he'd avoided it even more after the Labyrinth incident. That had been...terrifying, to say the least, and had gotten him a little too familiar with Mirrorspace's potentially infinite twists and turns. But this was important. This was...this was cracks and holes, not some strange new pathway.

So he was there, and as soon as he saw Chione, he grinned and walked over.

"Hey, sis," he said. There was a bit of a group, but, eh, meeting new people was always a good thing.

Crocus happily returned a wave in Remarque's direction. No one was making any move to actually investigate just yet, so Kiuchi made a pretty good point. As curious as Crocus was, he is a reporter after all, they weren't quite ready to jump through yet. At least there would be a fair amount of safety in numbers, he hoped anyway. Surely this was something they could all handle together as a Court.

"For sure, I'll join you down there for now." And with that he settled down on the floor with Kiuchi as more senshi continued to gather around and inspect the misting crack in their wall. He'd like to get to know all of them more personally later on, but now didn't seem like the best time to really do that. Everyone was focused on figuring what exactly could be on the other side of the crack in Mirrorspace. Could it just be a new room that was forming out of some sort of need? Could it be some sort of outside force attempting to take over the space? Crocus knew so little about mirrorspace that he couldn't really make any serious educated guesses.

"You can always give me a ring before you head out! It's always nice to have company." It had been flying a little more solo these days, though he always seemed to find an interesting character along the way. At least he had managed to avoid trouble so far.