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Of course, when it came to priestesses that had lost their minds and their very essence, Nkosazana should have known better than to assume they would be away for terribly long.

The portals that opened up in the sky surprised her, Nkosazana jumping back and holding a hand over her heart. She knew what this had to be before she even saw it, the shadows falling from the red portals only bringing a larger confirmation of what she had already assumed. If she was still wondering where the priestess had gone, it was not a question anymore. She had an easy answer for her worries, standing there in the sky, falling down and twisting...

Some faces looked familiar, especially to the horsewoman, who gasped when she swore she knew the faces in some of the shadows that dropped down. What was Medea summoning? Why was she summoning them? -- Of course, the answer to that question was obvious. She was mad. She knew so many of the horsemen wished for their power restored, and many more wished for destruction that would lead to their rein over humanity and even Halloween once again, but she couldn't understand why so many continued to defend her. It was clear to Nkosazana that Medea had lost it and gone mad with her power, and there was no way she could ever let Medea do that.

There was a loud snapping noise, that once again makes Nkosazana jump. The portals closed as suddenly as they opened, leaving the sky a dark red like blood. The exit of the portals, though, did not bring with it any comfort. Nkosazana was unnerved. She felt off-balance. Something was coming. Some one was coming. It could not be anything good. What was Medea doing? How did she think this would help them? What had she become?

She knew she had to stop her, or at least, try to help those that were smart enough to realize she was going to be a problem.

A pleasant smile was Mimsy's only response to the comparison that Robert made to watching the stars, thoughts wandering to the quiet nights he referred to. Clear nights on the island offered the most magnificent array of stars that she had ever seen, and for everything she hated about the island, she was fond of its view of space like no other - particularly with his company. The portals here might have been ripping through space, but they were not really indicative of a visual of space itself.

It was tricky to define.

Though the cosmos would always win over any other view of the sky for her, this was not that bad. There was something lovely in the way that the shadows writhed in agony, and something more beautiful still when they twisted their way into apparent nonexistence.

"I agree with you. I suspect that we may experience a paradigm shift in our current situation with the Horsemen, though I am not versed well enough in their culture to understand exactly what that will be. Death will not allow her to fulfill her intentions, either way. That aside, something is admittedly anomalous here, judging from the interaction with Distortion, but I cannot currently explain that either. Perhaps Dr. H would--"

She flinched, and her voice caught in her throat. It was too easy to remember the way that he'd smiled at her, how he'd gotten rid of her for his own sake, and the suggestion to speak to him when they got home was not something that was particularly palatable to her at the moment.

"Or I can figure it out," she quickly corrected, attempting to brush all of that aside. "I do not know that Deus Ex will win, per se, but I know that the Horsemen will lose. It is nice to witness a collective effort of this sort between Deus Ex and Halloween, I think. Like teamwork between us that does not require weaponization!"

It was intriguing to her to see, even if it was not working particularly smoothly. She watched for a few moments without speaking, then leaned up to whisper to him, despite the fact that there was no one around to hear them:

"But we are the best team of them all."

She agreed, which meant he was right. Robert knew that was how the world worked. He grinned proudly, and continued to watch the shadows fall, one by one. He couldn't recognize their faces, because he refused to watch them once they reached a certain height. He protected himself from the games that horsemen and Insanity were desperate to play.

But he still got to enjoy the show.

Robert looked down when she stopped, and felt the flinch of her body in his arms. She reacted to Dr. H like that, and without knowing why, it pleased Robert. It pleased him so much, that it made him want to laugh. He wanted her to always flinch when Dr. H was involved. Flinch, and stay the hell away. In that way, she would always be safe.

A sound of content vibrated in the back of his throat, and he dipped his head down to rest on her shoulder. "You'll figure it out." He promised her. "You're the most brilliant human being to ever exist. And." He tilted his head, and kissed her temple. "You've got me."

There were very few things in this world that Mimsy Kercher Morris could not figure out on her own. For those few things, he would always be there.

[ Bradley & Yzalin ]

After her!

"You don't need to tell me twice!" Yzalin gave a nod to Kylee and took off running.

[ Exit ]

Ah. So the King was as clueless as he was? He was mildly disturbed by the thought of finding a new home; he had liked the Violet Kingdom despite it being a place he had gone to only in the afterlife. "I see." He said, measuredly, brows furrowing in confusion as the chaos raged all around them.

And then the Queen appeared as well, and Erebus gave him a short bow. Had he, indeed, grown since they had last met? But that didn't make much sense, and he wasn't the best judge of such physical differences that came with time, especially when it was under the span of ten years.

..."Should we follow them?" He asked the two. Everyone around them seemed to be rushing off to somewhere.

Erebus was just horribly unclear on the exact details of whatever was transpiring around them, but if he had to protect his King and Queen, so be it.

Dakota had waited for the redhead but a battlefield called, and he had to move. Should Molly find him again, it would be in the new field.

"We're with you," Jordan agreed, solemnly. They might be being used, they might not be in control more than a fraction of the time, but what they were, what they had made together, couldn't be taken away from them.

He straightened his jacket as Harrison moved away to see to Melvin and Rin. Maybe they would have time later. Maybe they wouldn't. But they couldn't spare more than a moment now. The other him had felt a sense of urgency, of things unraveling, had thought that if they didn't act quickly, everything might be lost, and whatever else Jordan thought about his other, the man was more familiar with this world.