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Reims, Page of Ganymede

There was a part of Reims that didn’t know why he was there. Another part knew he was there -- because this was who he really was. He knew it was kind of cheating -- hiding behind a magical outfit. But he didn’t have to worry about his life outside of being a knight like this.

He wasn’t really there to win. He just wanted to try it out. Or at least observe and see if there was anyone he knew. He had a lot to make up for, but he hoped the people he wanted to like him would, well… give him a chance.

Even if he didn’t really deserve it.

Beira, Super Senshi of Loneliness

If Beira were being honest, he wasn’t very passionate about catching the jackalope. He’d have been happy to just spot it, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to grab it. He hadn’t come from a home that ever had small animals or pets and it wasn’t like he went out of his way to be around them on his own. He liked things in a very particular way so he wasn’t particularly eager about catching it, nor was he competitive enough to overcome his restraint.

But, he was out here, so he was going to at least try.

Although, it was difficult to look for a creature that small when there were so many other things to see and admire out here. He’d come from a world covered in ice, but everything here seemed so alive.

He walked at a slow pace–slower than he should have, given that this was a hunt but it was hard to really feel bothered or rushed.

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Dering, Squire of Lysithea

Dering was not competitive. The idea of being first, of actually winning? No, that was terrifying. He was here to see if he could do it, to at least try.

And, really, to try and make connections or feel a little braver about this whole thing.

Maybe, a part of him had hoped to run into people he knew, but so far there was just a lot of new faces. In some ways, that was fine! He didn’t mind! He just also did not really know how to approach them and wasn’t sure how to strike up a conversation.

Catching the jackalope seemed like it was going to be an easier task–especially because he was so sure he’d just seen it.

…And yet, he nearly gave himself a heart attack in the process and hurried off in a slightly different direction. It wasn’t dangerous! He didn’t know why he’d done it! He’d just panicked, and–

Oh, Reims!

He shuffled to a stop before he could get close enough to bump into him.

“Reims,” he greeted, poorly hiding how excited he was just to finally find someone he knew. “I didn’t know you were here, too! Do you want to team up?”

Squire Halle of Lysithea

Setting up like it was a track meet instead of a hunting game in space, Halle sprinted out into the woods, opting for fast over cautious for once. Being near a princess and surrounded by other members of Order with no massive monster or burning building sight, this was possibly the most safe he'd felt since awakening last summer.

It felt so freeing, to not worry about himself or anybody else, and to push his powered limits for a game, no stakes involved.

Unless he counted the possibility of beating Mechelen. Which he totally did.

Dumuzi, Page of Pluto

Capture a rabbit. Easy. He had this in his sleep.

The rabbit had like... horns, or something. They were calling it a jacka...lope? Sounded like some mythical homeworld planet bullshit. He didn't understand that but, but it made sense that the things on homeworlds were different than Earth. Probably.

Where was Richtersveld?

This wasn't her thing to do. Too much getting her hands dirty. He just wanted to know what the ******** a jackalope actually was.

Transcendent Sailor Encke, Senshi of Plasma

Leaning back against a tree, Encke did his best to keep their attention on the presentation Cybele was giving. To say it succeeded was a stretch, not because they didn't care, but because Cybele had blossomed even more since he had last seen it. Encke's attention was on the trees, on the sky, on the ground, on the scents, on the forest itself.

Being entrenched in storytelling as a field, though, at least gave him a loose idea of what jackalopes theoretically looked like. Rabbit creature. Right.

There it was!!

Encke's attention suddenly snapped to a little--not so little?--bunny creature making its way through the forest floor. If he wanted a chance of winning this thing, he needed to make sure to be quiet. Encke knew he was a bit of a glowstick, so it wasn't like he could hide the way a proper hunter would. Or like Cybele could, probably.

[ encke has spotted the jackalope! ]

Super Meissa

Meissa scowled at the foliage that had decided to snag itself around her body. Her attention had been elsewhere and she had thus stumbled over a small ledge, not dangerous in the least, but as a result she now found herself in a patch of vegetation that almost seemed eager to detain her. But that was entirely silly. Her breathing came hard at fast as she struggled with the plant material before pulling free finally. What sort of flora was this planet capable of producing.

Just the sight of all this foliage made her long to see what her own world could become but for now she had a critter to catch. In the back of her mind though doubt had begun to worm its way inside.

Eternal Myrrha

Myrrha, after that first initial sighting, had begun to wonder if catching the jackalope would be as easy as it might have seen at the beginning of this little competition. For a moment she merely stood immobile before she linked her hands behind her back and gave a monstrous stretch before feeling the pull of muscles flexing just below the layer of her skin. It felt marvellous being able simply take the time to stretch like she was. The wings that now adorned her fuku fluttered in the perceptible breeze and the woman sighed.

With more power came more responsibility. The eternal senshi of scents wanted to find out more of what she was now capable of. The mystery of her own world's ending was a conundrum that needed solving as did finding out where a dear friend had ended up. Ever since that large battle on the hill, and the ensuing trip to the Moon, Myrrha had flown under the radar, but so to, did it seem, had Scylla. Now that she was an eternal, she wanted to reconnect with the Kraken senshi, but first, she needed information on whether Scylla was even still around.

With the thoughts that were roiling around in her mind Myrrha's attention was elsewhere as she took another small path that seemed barely travelled upon as she continued to look for another other glimpses of the creature she was trying to pursue.