Welcome to Gaia! ::

He felt weird, yet oddly free. The chains that he once wore were gone, no longer inside that cage he was wrong put inside. Remi felt weird though, something felt wrong about this place. He still retained his feeling of self, but now there was a small voice nagging him, calling him somewhere. Something important.

He stepped onto the battlefield, surrounded by faces familiar and not.

He wasn't sure how he got here really, only that he was and he... was some sort of shadowy thing. Looking down, he frowned realizing that he wasn't just blacked out, but his outfit was familiar. He wore a cloak, the hood being trimmed with fur. His outfit was a vest, a short sleeved shirt under it with slacks and a pair of shiny boots he would assume his feet were crammed in to. Oddly, he jingled as he walked, assuming the bangles and bobbles that now covered his arms, neck, and ears would have been a shiny gold had they not be all black.

He had little worry about his shadowy appearance though, because soon the voice, a feeling of home, grew stronger than ever. Soon everything switched. His mind was shoved into the background, as a second one pulled forward. Memories hazy were not anymore. Broad and vibrant as ever as his clothing returned to their brilliant violet hue.

And standing next to him, was his king. Only... "... My king." He did a bow, oddly needing to bend over a bit further than usual. It made him frown. "I seem to be...." He paused, thinking of how to say it." Taller and more." He poked his arm Muscle, which was broader than normal. "More filled out than usual." That was weird. He wondered what happened.

Shaheen got lost in fighting against the voices in her head and the insanity that sought to control her every move. There was a point where her head had cleared, but it had been brief, and when the insanity took over once again she was lost.

But something was changing, something in the air, the sky, something still called to her, and she needed to be somewhere else that was not here.

With a shudder she boarded her mount and rode off.

((Shaheen quick exit))

Night wanted to keep PLAYING and Amrita...The moon queen had him by the back of the neck. He made grabby hands at all the humans who he could play with, he wanted to know what it felt like to tear into flesh too Amrita!

Even when shifted to the moon queen, attacking one of the horseman, Night stuck by her side. Shifting into his cat form to dart through people's legs and keep up with the woman.

For now he would watch, but maybe he'd find a little human to play with later.

Despite the fact that she'd somehow barely survived being attacked by Medea herself, besides the fact that her whole world had shattered, been put back together, and then she'd been attacked by two hunters...Cami was able to laugh. It wasn't much of a laugh as far as the redhead's scale went but, despite everything, it was still a laugh. "Well, Maebe baby, the Wicked Witch of the Sahara's right through there if you wanna keep at her." Humor died away in the face of the portals, turning towards them with a bit of a grim outlook. "Dunno if we'll survive it but I said it before, I'll say it again. I'll die defending what's mine if I have to."

Reaching out she snagged the blonde's hand, squeezed it tight, one of her arms still around Otto's waist. She tugged, wanting to pull Maebe in against them. Why? Because having her close was a comfort to both of them whether anyone wanted to admit it or not. "What do you think, Otto? All for one and one for all?"

It was predictable for Mimsy to be useless in combat, and she felt no shame in sweeping Robert up into her bubble of delusion, in spite of all that he could do to assist their fellow Hunters. All but two of them were unimportant and expendable anyway, as far as she was concerned.

"Yes. Horrible. I destroyed the whole world. I misused dark matter - dark matter! Can you believe how atrociously inappropriate that was? The density was too much for this planet, but I will admit that the darkness was very nice. I crushed everything in the darkness." She giggled, a soft little sound that quickly increased to a wild, energetic laugh, and slowly leaned forward. The tip of her nose brushed against his nose, and her lips lingered just barely above his, close enough to feel the warmth of her unsteady breath. "I would have accepted this fate, if you had been present. Because you are entirely correct. Immune to my dark matter. Perfect. Unbreakable."

The best pets were the most durable. Tarantulas could regenerate legs, but puppies could not. Nor could the neighbor's cat, or the rabbit from the woods. Robert far surpassed all of them, and seemed to surpass the entire categorization of pet entirely. Maybe that was what 'husband' meant!

"What did you see?" She glanced up at him, and her brow twitched with thoughtful concern. "Was it too horrible to relate to me? Perhaps we can simultaneously work towards avoiding these futures together, if we know what signals and indicators to look for."

It was a suggestion that brought immediate regret, as everything slowed to a near-stop. The sky split open, and out came the darkness, bearing faces of those she had killed. It had consumed them, like it had consumed her, and they brought her Destruction along with them.

As far as indicators went, this was a pretty clear one.

Jordan wound his arm around Harrison's waist when the boss turned to him, gentle in the way he only was with the man who held him now. The other self didn't know how to show it, got lost in his own fears; he'd been there, years ago, had settled it with himself and given his devotion to them. He looked steadily back, smiling faintly. "Anywhere you go," he said.

It was his job, and more than that, before that and beneath that, it was his decision.

The details of Mimsy's hallucination were.. a little over his head. He did, however, come to realize that she'd imagined herself as the bringer of destruction - and in his hallucination, so had he. The only difference between their visions was who had won.

That was legitimately disturbing.

He smiled weakly when she agreed that he was perfect, and the smile faded as soon as she asked him what he saw. It was a tricky question, considering all he'd just come to realize.

"I was protecting the world from.. everything bad." Vagueness would be his close, personal friend. "And people just kind of.. needed me. All the time. We brought peace, which was good, but I couldn't live. I couldn't be happy. I was more a tool than a person, and they didn't even realize when I'd died. As long as I was there, visibly, things stayed okay." As sad thought, but not as sad as how she'd been depicted in his.

"So I was reborn as a protector, because that was the only part of me that mattered to them. But don't worry," This time, he smiled for real. "In this world, the real world, the only person who needs me like that is you. And you are the only person I plan to give everything to. So there's no chance of that nonsense happening, here. Just another one of those ******** up mind-dreams."

Speaking of ******** up, he didn't want to look when he heard the portals tear the sky open. He slumped, feeling the weight of his job on his shoulders. "Should we.. go help?" He kind of hoped the answer was no.