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Azzo nodded, and smiled the best he could. "I promise."

He was also curious and peeking out form their hiding place at the black billowing smoke, arm aching and making him wish he actually had something to make the pain go away. If that break was real when he woke up how was he going to explain it?

He simply couldn't was the answer, he frowned. He'd have to sneak out and try to get it fixed or find something to blame it on before Grams found out. "Does your attack attract anything here?" Azzo wasn't one for science, anyone that knew him well enough knew that. He couldn't help but be nosy at the fact either.

Lava continued to bubble and boil over the lip of the volcano as the smoke grew thick. It was becoming harder and harder to see through all of the thickness and moving without looking was dangerous unless you were the blessed Leto. Though even she had to watch for fissures in the ground -- the fall down onto the hard surface of lava would have at least broken her legs if not killed her outright.

Through the smoke, it was impossible for both Tate and Azzo to realize that their bodies had been changed. Over his broken arm had solidified and started to drip hardened rock and liquid magma. If he were to lash out that broken arm, the liquid would spray out and hurt...well. Everyone. Tate had been encased around her torso and down one leg in the molten stuff.

Elysion knew that they were not deliberate intruders, and were taking steps to protect the unlucky bystanders.

-Oblivious to the change going on near her, Polaris squinted against the sulferous air that was growing thicker by the moment. Her eyes burned.. her throat itched.. she coughed before answering his question.- "Volcanic rock is high in iron, so it tends to be magnetized. It messes up compasses quite often."

"So I've got a lot to work with here. I'm just... not so sure what I should be aiming at." -Especially with the air growing more and more dark.-

Haha, cute. Sheldon responded to Ever's hand gesture with his own and a childish sticking out his his tongue - which was then regretted due to the after taste of volcano and blood. Urg. "Yeah, well.. I showed that hole I fell in. It looks even worse than I do," he attempted a grin at Tony but that failed rather miserably.

He eyed Castille for a moment, trying his grin on her as well, "Negative... I am a meat popsicle." Oh, pop culture jokes. Even in the worst of times. And even though, it was sadly killed by Tony being nice to the girl. Damn.

It was then that Sheldon's eyes squeezed shut for a moment, irritated by the rising smoke that finally had caught up with him. True, he had a cloud of smoke that circled him nearly every waking minute of the day, but this stuff was stronger, more potent and well just tasted awful.

"Urg, what the hell," he reached his right palm up to his eyes, trying to rub at them. Again, not the best of ideas. His left eye grew more irritated as he rubbed more crap into it, leaving his right the best functioning of the two.

"Ever seems to think this is, I would beg to differ." He replied to the girl, "and obviously.. its a very angry volcano..."

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Three civilians -- four??? -- three senshi in there little area. Well, at least they were more or less even now, though Ganymede would have preferred that there be no civilians at all. Actually, he would have preferred not to be here, but when had he ever gotten what he wanted? If he had it his way he'd go back to a time when he'd been completely unaware of all of this. Ignorance had been bliss and he wanted it back.

He grumbled to himself as the civilians grouped themselves together, and as Gianfar and Atlas righted themselves. He was going to have to start sleeping during the day, he decided. Yes, that sounded like a wonderful plan. He'd sleep all day and stay up all night and not deal with any of this anymore. It would be so much less stressful, not to mention less hazardous to his health -- and his life. No more people trying to kill him, no more volcanoes -- because really! A volcano?? -- and no more worrying about things he wasn't good at to begin with. He had his pride to look out for, and his pride hadn't been fairing too well during these last two battles.

"I'm so done with all of this," he said to no one in particular, kicking a random stone off to the side.

Atlas went into another violent coughing fit right after Ganymede's words.

But it was from the smoke. Really.

As they shuffled along, though, Atlas turned his gaze up to the questionably clad senshi, chewing his lip a bit in thought. "It's not so easy to quit," he said. "Believe me, a lot of us have tried."

Tony's chiding had shut Ever up at least -- briefly. At that, he blinked, eyebrows pulling together, and nudged himself up to stand: trying to pick out senshi from among the crowd. Ah, so Senshi were the ones in the really stupid outfits. What were the other ones, then...?

"I could go scouting...." It was absent; Ever fussed with the ties on his pants again. "Hunt down a cave or something maybe? I don't know, is there going to be a cave?"

Ganymede raised a brow at Atlas' comment, but otherwise looked unimpressed. He decided not to believe him, based solely on the fact that he looked so... unimpressive. "Yeah, well, maybe you didn't try hard enough," he said, continuing to develop further plans. If changing his sleeping habits to avoid this place at times like this didn't work, maybe he could just... move??

"The way you say it makes it seem like we don't even have a choice," he observed. He didn't like that thought at all. "Doesn't that seem... wrong? I mean, I didn't ask for this, I don't want this, so why should I do it?"

With a great deal of self-control, Ganymede restrained himself from continuing to rant. Not only would it not solve anything, but if he really got into it he'd just end up distracting himself, and he'd already decided to keep distractions to a minimum.