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General Zircon
HP: 68
Group Total: 10

The lights were dimming, the floors were shaking, and Zircon didn't like that. It seemed a cue to herd them all into another staging area, which Zircon also didn't like, but she moved forward anyways, cautious and observant. She let the white moon senshi find the invisible walls first, and she might have had a reason to laugh, except that she also met resistance after her first few steps in the room. Arms out, she felt for the slope of the invisible structure, but made no efforts to move just yet. She wasn't afraid of some glowing wires or their acrid smell.

She glanced back from her observations at a white moon senshi who thought she'd delegate orders, one eyebrow raised. "You recruit child soldiers and then get upset when they're called on," she chided, arms still searching for a corner to follow. "No." And then, for her efforts at lingering near the edge of the map, the very same wires sparked and spit at the general, wincing more for her pride than the pain. Still, staying in the periphery was no good, it seemed.

To her subordinates, she said, "Mind the walls, they're trapped. If you go slowly, you should be able to follow the path to the exit." Labyrinthite would have had a better plan, she realized, or the sheer brute force to cut down the panels and stop the exercise entirely, but he wasn't here. For better or worse, Zircon had to try and keep it together on her own. She looked at Cursa, then nodded her head towards the maze. "Away from the walls, take it slow."

Corrupt Sailor Cursa

Her lips pressed into a thin, silent line at the cold glare she received from the General. She was far too used to patrolling with Lalande; the simple familiarity of being in the presence of someone that she knew, brain still dazed and not quite on track with proper. If she knew what was good for her at all the rest of her mind would wake up quickly.

"Cursa, ma'am." The General hadn't asked for her name, but she seemed to know the others. For all that she was the only Negaverse senshi in the room, would it not be better for the General to issue a command to her directly rather than just say senshi when god only knew who would respond?

The General was questioning her abilities. Her General had questioned all of them; had insisted she know every aspect about the senshi under her command. Sometimes she felt as though it were because General Tourmaline wished to know what to expect or how to destroy them if they ever went astray. Others.....

Would it be wise to share that information here? Could she afford to not?

You're thinking to much.

"My abilities grant me the power to move quickly-- like the Flash." Only not as coordinated. It had been a process trying to translate her dancer's grace into vaulting forward suddenly. She was much better with the physical aspect of things than she was with the magical.

"I...." Before she could add on anything else, or consider asking any questions of her own (a bad idea when it came to the no-nonsense General, she was certain), the room began to shake. The lights began to pulse as though the thing they were within was alive. It should have been terrifying-- was terrifying-- but she didn't have time to think about that.

Ahead of them a room had opened and others were proceeding forward. A senshi was asking them to get a kid out of there, a young girl in yellows so bright it made her think of Aue and how he would react to being trapped here. He would be so mad.

When given the command to proceed forward she did so, pausing to glance back to the General as she picked her way through to a safe patch of floor, paying attention to the way the walls began to glow if you got too close. Agility and grace, don't fail me now.





Room Total: 27

DMS Super Ptolemaeus: 60/60
Room Total: 34

"Heh, yeah, I know," Ptolemy laughed at the stranger's comment. "It was a silly remark, but I hope you'll forgive me. It's been a while since something I was involved in something this interesting. Not to mention surrounded by so many unfamiliar people. I'm a little giddy from the excitement." He seemed in no great hurry to escape their new confines, but was willing to assist as best he could if it meant he could interact with the ones who were. "Sailor Ptolemaeus; Ptolemy for short. You, angelface?"

The 6'3" young man braced himself when the room began to shake, realizing that something deeper within the obelisk was moving. Watching the dimming lights on the walls, he did his best to stay alert and be ready for anything that might have come their way, but all that assaulted them seemed to be the pulsing darkness and the scent of burning wires.

Eventually, a wall began to rise and Ptolemy took this to be a good sign since nothing leapt out at them from behind it. The process of the moving wall was loud and grating, but more light and space greeted them from beyond. With a plain, eight-foot black door inviting them to venture forth, the super senshi immediately became suspicious. It seemed too easy; the means to their objective too obvious.

As he was in no hurry to get out of the place, the Senshi of Change glanced about at the others and tried to see what they were making of the change in their environment. He noticed a chibi senshi for the first time and a single White Moon - a super like himself - asking for assistance from the Negaversers.

That's not something you see every day, he thought, amused and impressed. He wondered how willing she would have been to talk to any of the officers outside of the mess they were in. Well, if they didn't help, he would be happy to offer his assistance, but it also occurred to him neither Order member might have known who the Dark Mirror Court was. In the case of risking a potential danger you knew versus a potential danger you didn't, why would one choose the former?

Furthermore, the officers knew how to teleport, but the Dark Mirror Court could not. Even if he wanted to help, was it possible he could?

Speaking of help, he had someone else to keep an eye on. Seeking the other Dark Mirror Sailor Scout, Ptolemy saw him making his own way forward, slowly but surely...at least until he got hit by a laser.

Concerned, the super darted over to lift Lumen into his arms before the next could hit. Without hesitating, he concentrated on the barrier before them and its reflection when he touched it. Treating it as he would have a mirror, he moved forward and stepped through.

When he came out the other side, it wasn't it Mirrorspace, but at least it was in a different part of the maze. Did that mean they could just phase through the walls until they got to the door?

Breathless with adrenaline and excitement, Ptolemaeus continued forward. "Sorry to have to carry you like this, but it's faster than trying to get you on my back."

Grymoire

So sorry about that! I saw it in his quest, but I saw mention of Abstracta in Lumen's post and my scatterbrain got confused. It's been fixed now, though!

Noting here that since Ptolemaeus is carrying Lumen, that's +3 to Lumen's next post!

xDaekie

xDaisyMilk

Christ, it would help if I remembered to roll

Hyperborea,

rolling

Super Sailor Cor Caroli

HP: 60/60
Groupt Total: 53 + 8 = !!61!! /60

So it wasn't that Cor Caroli had spaced out when he first got spirited away... more that he was just very, very overwhelmed. There were all kinds of people of all different alignments, and he'd been doing so much thinking about stuff that his head was all full of garbage. It had taken him a moment to get really cognizant of what the heck was going on. Something something invisible walls, zappy parts, a maze... "Well. This isn't how I wanted to spend my time, but I guess it's an occupational hazard at this point," he mumbled to himself. His sense of self-preservation had dipped a bit lower than usual tonight, so he sucked in a breath and walked right on forward.

Somehow, he seemed to be doing a decent job of not bumping into anything. Maybe his intuition was faring a bit better than he expected? If he didn't think something would jump out and eat him, he would have whistled a jaunty tune. Still, carefree whistling was not something to do in an unfamiliar and definitely dangerous place. Best to keep his head on his shoulders and keep going. Maybe he could smell where the walls were... or just watch everyone else bang into the walls and expose them for him. Great plan, right?

WC: 216

DM Sailor Lumen: - HP: 48
Room Total:

Sailor Lumen didn't have much time to react to the other Dark Mirror senshi calling him a pet name before he was, in quick succession, zapped by the lasers and then scooped up by the other senshi and teleported.

Once he was back on his feet he straightened himself out and resisted the urge to say something rude.

1 .... 2...... 3....

He counted to ten quickly in his head before looking at the, most likely, older senshi. "One, I don't think you want to be caught calling jailbait 'angelface' and two, don't pick me up again." He didn't like being reminded that he hadn't finished growing and had so far remained rather short. He really didn't need that reminder coming from someone scooping him up like he was a feather.

Even if he probably weighed as much sometimes.

The mirror walking had worked though and the super senshi had deposited them far closer to the door. While the lights were off again he ran a hand along the walls, finding a break and almost falling through into the open space beside the door. "Right. Hole in wall and door .... can we all just leave now?" Preferably before something else zapped him.

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