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Alastor, Eternal Senshi of Despair

Reims had asked an honest, viable question. He was young, and looking for a solution. In the same way that Alastor would not have blown up the Hall of the Ancients, it was easy to assume that Urania would not want the Observatory destroyed, either. Even if it hadn’t been the last building on her world.

But Alastor did not blame him for asking. He was young, and had inherited his Wonder. He had not been born to a different world and left to cling to whatever scraps of it remained as it slowly rotted away.

Perhaps, in some cases, it was a very practical solution.

Briefly, Alastor’s eyes slid to Grieve, but he said nothing. He crossed his arms over his chest and drummed his fingers over his arm. This place was unnerving. He hoped the Chaos would crumble quickly.

Selinur was here, so that was some small relief. He was familiar. He was old. His world had its challenges, too. His rank would deceive his wisdom and Alastor hoped he’d be an asset. They were personal questions, sure, but Selinur was always trying to gather information. And, maybe there was a solution in those answers.

“They’ll be fine,” Alastor reassured Sessrumnir, but he was still scanning the crowd, and whatever he could make out of Urania beyond that. “They’ll look after each other.” Let them converge and work together, it would be easiest to keep their eye on them if they were all in one place. He had faith in Amarynthos and Ephesus, whose strengths lay in different areas and who each had a knack for helping others find their own strengths. No one was here by force, though some looked more confident than others.

Amarynthos was putting up an easygoing front, like he wasn’t troubled by anything here. But, for all the little smiles he gave Ephesus, and all the friendly waves he shared with his friends, Alastor did not miss how often Mary was also skimming beyond them, or examining the tower. It was a facade, but he probably learned that from Michael.

“Ephesus was of more use than me when we were here,” he reminded. “But I didn’t feel anything here like I did on my world. I don’t know what Chaos has done here. But at least she knows where it is. And it doesn’t look like there’s a water source around here, so.” He turned his gaze to Sessrumnir and smiled. “We should be fine.”

Of course, the smile was mostly real, anyway. He’d heard Ephesus’ quiet voice, honest and hopeful. He said her world wanted to heal. Alastor believed that, and he nodded towards Effie while meeting Sessrumnir’s eyes, as if he should be just as reassured.

Promethei, Squire of Mercury

When Emain Ablach had been gathered by Urania, he had taken a few moments to reach out to two other knights he knew. That was how Promethei and Imhotep had ended up called to the surface of that asteroid on this particular night. Specifically, Promethei, because Emain Ablach and Imhotep still had remnants of tension between them. Promethei was still more easily accessible, even considering everything else that had occurred.

(That included a shower session that had been long enough that when Zebulon and Tobias emerged from the guest quarters, they wondered if Teegan and Diryas managed to figure out how to fall into the drain.)

Forgiveness was a long road.

It was why Promethei stood between Imhotep and Emain Ablach, even remaining there once they had arrived on the surface of Urania.

It was his affection toward the both of them that had him still holding their hands even as others let go and began to spread back out. He even squeezed their hands instead of drawing more distance between them. Promethei didn't particularly care if anyone wanted to comment on them, more concerned with the press of chaotic energy he felt filtering out of the observatory. (And if anyone wanted to, he would like to remind them they had greater priorities. Like the damn chaos that was infesting this alient world. Let him be supportive to his loved ones in peace, thanks.)

"s**t," murmured Promethei, shuddering at the feeling that came out of the building. That was wrong. Very wrong. It was giving him gooseflesh, honestly. He idly listened to the rest of the conversation around him, especially the words from Urania. Once he had gathered enough, he turned his attention toward Emain Ablach, who he figured would have a better idea of what was happening. He was, after all, the one who had recruited them there after having worked with Urania before. "That's really the last building left here?" The last building remaining on the entire planet? Chaos decimated. He didn't understand how anyone thought they might have been the good guys. "With all that ******** chaos flowing out of it, gotta wonder if it remains because it does hold the chaos within it."

Was it at all like the bigger realms that seemed to house whole other factions like the Mirrorspace and the Negaspace? Were there creatures of their own in there? Did this planet have anything like the mirror wraiths or the youma? Would they be behind the doors?

He supposed they would find out either way. They had come to help, and hopefully, by the end of this, this particular planet would be restored to what it should have been in the first place.

Promethei squeezed Imhotep's hand.

They'd take care of this here so it had no chance of getting to Amoris, who had not come with them that day. ... and to Earth, of course. After all, that was where the four of them lived. Wasn't really a place they could just move their asses to.

Connie, Squire of Chronos

“Oh, I should,” Connie squeaked in agreement with Belmont because asking Urania where she got such a cute little dragon was definitely an amazing idea.

Perdita also had a great idea, which was to stay close. Getting separated wasn’t something she wanted to do. Not when there was Chaos involved. It seemed like others knew what they were doing, or maybe they were trying to find out if others knew what was going on or what the plan was, but as long as Connie was there, she would do her best! Even though she wasn’t entirely sure how to help.

“Oh, well, I hope we don’t run into any bugs,” she decided and made a horrified face. “I have bad luck with bugs. So as long as the Chaos doesn’t manifest into bugs, I think we’ll be okay.”

She hoped. Either way, she was definitely going to stay close to Perdita and Belmont as best she could.

Maybe Urania will let them pet her little baby dragon at some point. Oh, maybe after getting rid of the Chaos first.

Crisium, Page of the Moon

He really hoped it wasn't bugs. Or like their worst fears manifested to kill them. If they somehow ended up in shadow zoids, he'd be okay with that to be honest. No one ever remembered Zoids anymore and it saddened him and oh, right this is what his therapist called 'tangent distraction'.

Crisium's anxiety fluttered behind his rib cage like a very pissed off vulture. This was not like being on Cybelle and doing summer camp training exercises. This was real. There was actual Chaos behind those doors, Chaos Urania hadn't even been able to get to until now. What best way to fight something when you have no idea what you're facing!

Ironically, he never had this level an anxiety in DnD combat. Probably because it wasn't his ACTUAL LIFE ON THE LINE.

Breathe Crisium, you'll be fine. Do you see the amount of people here? This is a group effort. You can do this.

He could do this.

Probably.

Maybe.

Curse the triforce of courage he APPARENTLY CARRIED AROUND UGH.

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Sailor Terebellum, Deep Space Senshi of Resonance

Another world, another senshi, another seed of Chaos to destroy. Tere was quiet, listening to Urania explain how she'd gotten to this point and and began to answer questions. Yellow eyes trained on the cracked door to the Observatory and to the Chaos that tried to claw its way out.

If she ever became strong enough to go after the Chaos in her world... would it be like this? Would she need to round up senshi and knights to fight the seed? Would they even be able to? Terebellum never figured out where the Chaos was before she'd been crystalized. Would she be able to figure it out now?

The muscles in her jaw tightened.

Did it even deserve to be saved?

She pulled her eyes from the door and refocused on the discussion around her. The abyss of depression shifted in her chest, her tail flicking to try to shake it off.

Time to save another world. She could stare into the abyss later.

Rose, Page of Lysithea

Rose kept glancing between faces. The senshi who sneered at Reims earned a wide eyed look of confusion and disbelief. Rose took a single, protective step closer to Reims. She hadn’t thought his question was out of line. No one seemed to know what they should be doing, so who was to say destroying the Observatory wasn’t the best course of action? It would be a shame, especially if it was the last building standing, but if the choice ended up being between preserving the Observatory or the destruction of Chaos…

From what Rose had been told, destroying Chaos was the goal—not just here, but on Earth, too.

She put a hand on Reim’s arm, giving him a comforting squeeze.

Keeping her voice low so only those close to her could hear, Rose said, “Why is the angry one so yellow? Do you think they’re sick? That’s got to be the worst case of jaundice I’ve ever seen.”

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Yvoire, Squire of Ganymede

Yvoire hesitated. He almost marched back to Reims in a defensive huff. (How was Reims supposed to know just how important the Observatory was if they hadn’t been told much of anything yet? He made a suggestion based on their experiences at the bank last year. If any of the others had better ones, they weren’t offering them. What exactly were they supposed to do then?)

But when he glanced toward Reims, Yvoire saw Rose sidling closer, so he stayed where he was and glared at the Observatory door. There were questions asked and encouragement given, but no further suggestions. What were they supposed to do? Punch the Chaos? Throw magic at it? Were they meant to go into the Observatory? What would happen to them with all that Chaos in there? What if it poisoned them? What if it choked the light out of them?

The way Ephesus described what Chaos had been like on Alastor, what it could become… Yvoire hoped it wouldn’t be like that here.

Belmont, Squire of Jupiter

Belmont almost snickered with Connie’s concern over the bugs but he knew now wasn’t really the time to be making light of a situation. He’d have her back whether it was bugs or not. He liked her and Perdita so he felt like he was in good hands among them.

Perdita was clever, though. She was asking questions–good questions, that he found himself suddenly very invested in hearing the answer to. He was so caught up on the idea of fighting Chaos when he should have spent more time gathering information about what might help in the process.

But that was okay, one of the benefits of being in a group was that you didn’t have to come up with all the planning on your own.

Any comments he might have been inclined to share privately died on his tongue; now that Perdita had addressed Urania, he wasn't going to add to a distraction.

His own Wonder was a castle, but if there was more to that he didn't know. Senshi worlds seem so large and expansive, it was hard to wrap his mind around the fact that this was the last building standing. What force could destroy everything else? Or, what made this place so durable when all others had fallen?

It was peculiar, but he could make no claim to understand Chaos. If there was any thought behind barricading itself here, only Urania would know.

While he waited for an answer, he observed the outside of the building, trying to find any secret, hidden clues as to what else might make this place so special. Probably not the exterior, in any case. He wasn't surprised that he didn't find some magical solution painted for all to see.

He wanted to know how the Chaos got here--how it took root, how it spread, how it destroyed. He wanted to know if there were other worlds stricken in such a way. It was his first time hearing of another world trying to navigate some Chaos plague, but this was so unlike Earth that he wasn't even sure what fighting it meant.

Guine

Connie

Sunshine Alouette

Perdita

Sessrumnir, Knight of Jupiter

Sessrumnir sighed quietly, clearly being dramatic in response to Alastor’s nod to their son. Of course Sessrumnir knew Ephesus and Amarynthos and their friends would look after each other, but he knew how quickly things could go south.

He just hoped Ephesus was right, and that his heart wouldn’t be broken later.

The attention he wanted to give to the cracked door with the aura of Chaos pouring out was pulled to back to Alastor, and he pressed his lips thoughtfully together as he stared at him. There was a mix of exasperation and fondness in his expression, but eventually he sighed. Again. And nudged his elbow against Alastor’s.

“I’ll fish you out of any puddle you fall in. And I’ve got plenty of bandages for papercuts.”

They were there for a reason, and Sessrumnir had every intention of following through on helping Urania. They were going to get rid of Chaos from her world.

Super Sailor Selinur


Hearing the first part of things, about the collection of fallen starts which were dreams and wishes, it was all interesting and it made the cause of the problem rather predictable. He wasn't surprised when he heard the new fallen stars contained nightmares that were influenced by chaos. He could see how that would drive people mad, easily, chaos could do a lot. "So we can expect to face something that may tamper with our minds, what we see and think, perhaps even memories and distort things." He spoke while stepping forward with a calmness about himself. He'd faced similar on another planet in an effort to save it, which they had done. He'd seen someone from his past, the one who had trained him, and been told he should not be helping. This was not the way of his people nor what he should be focused on, but how else to help his own if not to help others first?

"At least we have an idea of what we might face and how this chaos manifests here." Because it would no doubt differ on each planet. It would attack them in different ways.

He did wonder why they needed to sustain the Queen and King with the energy of wishes and dreams...desires. Did they not sustain themselves as people normally did? He did wonder about that but it didn't matter at the moment, not really, they were no longer alive. While he wanted to know more, to ask more questions, it would come later.

"We might even have to deal with a bit of madness ourselves." Trailing off as he brushed his hair from his face, pulling a hairtie from subspace. He'd rather keep his hair from his face, thus tying it back, as he stood ready to face whatever would come.

"Once we step into the tower I'm guessing we'll be under mental attack...not physical." Some might do better with a physical fight where as others would shine bright against a mental attack and easily overcome it. "Let us hope we needn't destroy the last remaining building. It seems like it will be needed in the the continuation of this planet...once it is free of the chaos." So things would be ablke to go back to normal, as far as the collection of fallen stars.

A glance about to see who felt similar to him, who was making the same conclusions, he took his time looking over each person before finally focusing on Urania once more. "We'll defeat the chaos here." He was certain of that, the group here would see to that. Life here would begin again...slowly.


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