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Hyperborea, Transcended Knight of the Cosmos

Hyperborea blinked as she was no longer on Earth but on the verdant fields of Ida, she had been to this world a handful of times but this was perhaps the most beautiful she had seen it yet. She looked around at the other knights and senshi that had been brought to this sanctuary. So of them had already begun to mob the new princess. Hyperborea smiled in sympathy, with more power came more responsibility she supposed, even Delphi had spoke up.

"I agree many worlds are slowly regaining their former splendor such as this one, but there is still alot of work to do and we can all help each other." Hyperborea agreed. "We should." She agreed looking at Delphi specifically. "As you know Hyperborea is always open to you mon amie."

She looked at the Senshi with horns, alien senshi that was something she would have to look into more later, he questioned what Ida was gonna do about Chaos. She frowned as she approached the group near Ida leaning on her staff for support after she had used up so much of her energy. "No one not even a Princess can eliminate Chaos on their own. We all need to help with that fight. But we shouldn't worry about tomorrow's battles, instead we should focus on today's victory. A powerful evil has been vanquished and a Princess was crowned." She advised.

She turned to Ida "Congratulations mon amie! I can still remember the first time I met you when I was a page, and to think now here you stand one of the shinning examples of Order. I can think no one more deserving to be raised up by their world." She offered her sincerest congratulations. The ascendance of a princess was a massive deal, aside from just the obvious power increase it meant another chance for corrupted souls to be purified.

Iðavöllr Page of Polaris

The shift from artificial light to natural sunlight, from closed subway station to flower strewn field, had been somewhat disorientating.

The chaotic auras were gone, leaving only order auras of varying strengths.

Iðavöllr had spent long moments trying to get her bearings, even as it sunk in that somehow they had won, that they weren't about to be overwhelmed by humanoid figurines, weren't...

She shook her head slightly, not really wanting to think on it or how much worse it could have gone–

Nor did she want to particularly think on how much of a fright she must look, of the wet stuff streaking and soaking her outfit or the tear around the left-hand sleeve of her coat-like dress where one of the things had bitten her.

Was there such a thing as a shot for icky creepy humanoid things? Because if so then Iðavöllr wanted one.

She watched as some spoke to the brown-haired woman (Ida) with the powerful aura, and thought that she heard someone mention blight.

Was that what those things had been? Because if so then the name 'blight' was a good fit for the stuff.

Iðavöllr hesitated, not wanting to join the throng of those asking questions of the brown-haired woman, as she realised that at some point it seemed that she had managed to get separated from the lavender-haired Page (Abzu) that she had spent much of her time fighting beside in the subway.

She couldn't but hope that he was okay, that he was somewhere amongst those who were gathered as brown eyes scanned the faces of those closest to her.

There hadn't been time to ask for a name - not really - first the fight and the whole madness of that and then getting pulled away from the whole subway station.

Then there was the fact that her cousin may have been caught up in the whole thing too - her cousin and their mutual talking cat friend both.

Iðavöllr had wanted to find them, had been worried about them for all that she knew logically that Athene was a lot stronger than she was.

Logically.

But it was hard to feel logical when been swarmed a host of blight monsters and the 'blight-in-chief' keep talking about how the things were going to drain them all–

Iðavöllr shook her head again, in part as a physical negation of the way her thoughts were going.

No she wasn't going there, was not going to think about it - at least not right now.

Instead she was going to try and see if her cousin and Liryn was amongst those gathered and also see if the lavender-haired Page (Abzu) had managed to make it out too.

Beira, Super Senshi of Loneliness

“You really seem like you know what you’re doing,” Beira praised, but it was more than just flattery. Surtur had not faltered in battle. He’d been ready to rush in. He knew how to tend to the injured. In a way, he seemed like he could be honest while speaking in mysteries.

Beira had too many questions to ask right now, so the smartest thing seemed to focus on–

He heard his name. He heard Surtur’s name.

It took him a moment of looking around to realize that he did see her. “Rainier’s over there,” he told the other Senshi. I’m not the best at first aid, are you?”

He seemed like he expected the man to follow, but there was no obligation if he was busy with others, but at the very least he made sure that Surtur could see where Rainier was lying. He hurried to her and knelt. “Hey–Rainier, we’re here. Both of us, we’re fine. But you look like you’ve seen better days, where are you hurt?”

Abzu, Page of Neptune

The sudden change had been momentarily quite jarring.

The first few minutes that he found himself suddenly somewhere else, he took his time adjusting. This had happened once before, he supposed; after that battle a bunch of them had been forced to the other side within, they had ended up on the Moon. There had been a dome of some sort above them, and energy spreading out, and apparently, the source of their power was hanging out there. This wasn't the Moon, though. Must have been something else, caused by something else.

Then he felt the powerful aura and heard her speaking to several people speaking to her. Oh. That was probably it. The winged woman -- Princess Ida, if he was hearing correctly -- had brought them here to protect them from the fact that the subway also had other sources of Chaos in it. That was fair. He wouldn't complain about this place, considering how relaxing this place was already.

He just wanted to fall asleep in the grass to be honest--

Though maybe a shower, then sleep. He felt disgusting.

First, though, he should probably locate that other page he had been working with. If anything, maybe he could help her pick out where her younger cousin was-- Oh! There she was. He wove through the crowd, arriving in front of her when she was looking in his direction.

"Hey! Thanks for helping back me up back there." Now that he had time to look at her, he had to wonder what planet she was from. What she wore looked rather comfortable honestly--

Sailor Surtur, Senshi of Desolation


“On the contrary,” Surtur stood tall as the Cosmos Knight that addressed him… moved to the Princess instead of waiting for him to reply.

There was a lot of talking and then walking away among the White Moon it seemed. Everyone had something to say, but no one wanted to stand around and wait for the answers.

So instead, he voiced his response to Beria, who at least seemed to realize he had a little bit of experience in these matters.

“From my understanding, Knights and Senshi rarely have a chance to gather together in safety. So, taking advantage of a time like this would be critical to prepare for another attack like we experienced today. I had high hopes for this group, having shared a common victory, but no one seems to take the threat of Chaos as significant or an immediate cause for concern,” Surtur said to Beira as they made their way over to Rainier.

“Perhaps others will listen to the Princess now that she is offering supplies and healing. It is strange that she glows. I’ve seen a few others as well,” he said thoughtfully, and mostly to himself and Beria, and now Rainier as he knelt down beside her to check her vitals and make sure there was no mysterious bleeding.

“I wish it weren’t the case, but at this rate, Earth is doomed. I was warned about the lack of unity the White Moon has, warned about everyone’s lack of urgency, and I am ashamed to witness it first hand. A victory yes, but it is only temporary as long as Chaos remains. Rainier, brave knight of Mercury. You have been injured but survive to fight another day,” Surtur proclaimed, giving her a gentle pat on the shoulder, and a hand to offer her some help up if she needed it. "I do have supplies with me for first aid, yes. I am quite accomplished in my mending abilities. Please tell me your injuries and I will see what I can do."

Rainier, Page of Mercury

Rainier’s lips twitched upward in a weak smile, managed a quiet ‘heh’ sound at Beira’s comment of seeing better days. Oh how that statement resonated with how she ultimately felt. Like a rug that had been beaten with a broom stick and hung on a clothes line to air out. No doubt looking worse than she felt, but the sorenes was creeping in slowly.

One arm draped over her abdomen she laid there a moment longer, while her other hand rested against Beira’s knee, pulling comfort from his presence and knowing that he was still here with her. The danger was gone, for now, as Surtur warned and this victory was only a temporary win.

While she remained unmoving, except for her steady breathing, Rainier listened to his assessment of the situation. As a basic senshi he had a clearer understanding of things that most took for granted. For a few scant moments they were in alliance with the Negaverse because they shared a common enemy, but once they returned… all would revert back to how it was previously: Order versus Chaos and the momentary truce would be dissolved and the war would resume as if it had never paused.

It was sobering to know that there were still a few who considered these things and gave voice to the reality of how things actually were since she knew of a few Senshi who still saw this as some sort of game rather than something to take seriously.

At the weight of a hand on her shoulder, Rainier finally opened her eyes. The sun still bright but she was glad that their forms, and the tall grass around them, kept it from shining directly in her face. “I appreciate your concern,” again she offered a rueful smile. “I promise, nothing’s broken,” Rainier reassured them both; her one free hand moved to give Surturs’ a light squeeze which was echoed with her other hand on Beira’s knee.

“Just tired and a bit bruised. Nothing that some IB Profen and a hot bath won’t cure.” At least she didn’t think she’d hit her head hard enough in her fall to have a concussion. MIght have strained something in her shoulder but that was likely the extent of it.

“If it makes you feel any better, “I’ve never seen anyone like her, the marks are as foreign to me as they are to you.” A nod in the direction of the Princess’s aura to indicate who she was referring to. Perhaps she might inquire about them some day or ask Acrucis about them later if she remembered.

“You’re not wrong though,” she added solemnly as she accepted his hand and sat up slowly, wincing as the muscles in her back protested the movement. “It does often feel like we’re in a way doomed. Chaos has their fingers in so many facets of our day-to-day lives; media, the justice system, crime in general.”

While a Rainier was in all technicality a knight of Mercury, she had not yet achieved the rank suited for the official title. For now she was still only a Page with nothing more than a weapon she had no name for on a wire that broke twice in their previous battle. At the end of the day, compared to the Eternals, Transcended, Knight and now Princess, she was more of a weak link than anything.

Still- she tried and managed to kill at least twenty of the Blight. Perhaps not quite that many but it felt like a good round number she could be satisfied with.

“There’s only so much that can be done while Powered, and even less that can be done when not…” Even as a police officer she still had to abide by the laws set in place by the city, state and country as a whole. The only thing this war did was make her realize that not all reports could be taken at face value and took a critical eye to see that some were coverups to hide their involvement in this twisted mess.

“Give it time,” Rainier gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “We will get stronger. Not just the three of us. But we’ll be more prepared next time, I’m sure of it.”

Page Antisana of Pluto

Lush, springy green grass beneath his feet. Warm sunlight and blue sky peeking between overhead foliage. Crisp, fresh air. It was a far cry from the underground subway where they'd just been, being accosted by sludgy monsters in a dark, concrete-encrusted tunnel. ...It was a far cry from his own wonder. Equally as dark, equally as cold, equally as unwelcoming as any subway station. Erytheia and Ida had such lush, vibrant worlds... And it was disorienting to be here, when just a moment ago he'd been there.

The Senshi of Heat stepped away from him, and Antisana became promptly grounded by that loss. She had been against him, and then she wasn't. His slate eyes swiveled from the overhead canopy to track her movement- She must want to seek out Alcor. Or her other allies. Ensure there were well, now that there was a moment of respite to do so.

'I'm sorry.'

He blinked at her, slowly, quizzically. "What?"

It was true that they'd had... differing perspectives of how amenable they should be to an inevitable fate. And in all fairness, Antisana wasn't entirely sure he understood hers- She had cried. She had been distraught. For what? Fear? Or denial? Something like that, probably. They should run, and maybe they should have, even if it wouldn't have done him any favors for the long haul. But whatever her reason was, it was barely relevant in the moment.

"Ele..." He caught her by the arm and drew her back to him, standing directly before her, his head lowered toward hers. "Are you unhappy by this?" He asked quietly. They had survived when he thought it unlikely. She had won. "I thought you would be elated..." He admitted.

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