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Perdita HP: 20

Haven was able to stand on her feet unsupported only a little while after the woman who'd come to help them had left. Nevertheless, she still felt a bit woozy and was careful not to wander too far on her own, especially as it seemed a fight was breaking out.

Or multiple fights, really. Blinking the fatigue away and shaking the dizziness from her head, Haven looked around to take in the state of things around her. Clearly something had happened to attract the attention of the Senshi and Knights, and now there were Negaverse officers there, too. Not good. Not good at all. Haven was far from experienced in these matters, awakened though she might now be.

Without warning, Haven grabbed Peter's wrist and pulled him around the corner and out of sight, searching for a shadowed alcove or empty room in which to transform. She ripped off her mask and threw it aside in the process, not caring where it landed or what condition it was in when it did.

After finding a place with sufficient cover, Haven released Peter's wrist and dug around in a small bag she had with her, sliding her transformation pen from its depths.

“Don't tell anyone,” she demanded, staring at Peter with a warning glare.

With that, she thrust her pen in the air and said, “Perdita Power, Make-up!”

After a bunch of flashing lights and sparkles, Sailor Chibi Perdita stood there in all her checkered glory, big bows at the ready.

Albert was very, very far from pleased with his daughter's behavior - and more than a little suspicious of how she introduced this knight - for that was clearly what the young man was - as a friend-of-a-friend. Suspicious, but far too busy taking in the chaos around them to question it too much at the moment.

"Wren, you are getting out of here," he all but snarled, reaching out to catch Wren by the arm if he could. He remembered - knew from the nightmares he had that his baby's hold on sanity could be far more tenuous than she was likely aware, and he was not going to let her risk herself if he could help it.

Not in the middle of a battle with the Negaverse. Though still woozy from passing out, he was not afraid of powering up in front of his child if he had to. "I'll help your friend but you are getting to an exit and leaving." He was fully prepared to heft her over his shoulder and carry her to a way out if he had to, and if she didn't realize that... she would.

Albert/Unpowered Kells: 20HP, ballroom 1

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Almary sagged in relief when Massalia met up with him, and returned the hug with trembling affection. "The bad guys are everywhere, Massy," he mumbled shakily, the nickname from his bad dreams slipping out without his conscious thought.

When another chibi approached - Subra, his dream-memory supplied, he agreed and got to his feet, dusting his shorts off and looking around. "Right," he agreed with the girl.

"There's lots of regular kids here - I think if we're careful we could help get them out? I don't think we should try really fighting unless we're caught by somebody and can't get away, but if we can keep the bad guys off of the other kids while we find a way out for them, I think.... I think we can do that?"

Chibi Almary: 20 HP, medical

Valhalla HP: 20 [Up for Capture]

“There’s nothing you can fix right now! We need to get out,” Valhalla told her, trying to stay calm as his heart pounded. What was going on? There was something strange happening, not like other times the Negaverse had attacked.

“We’ll find him later. Ganymede!” he called to her, grabbing her hand as she still didn’t seem to want to do anything but look for Wolframite. “Your mother is still here! My mother is here! We need to find them,” he tried convincing her, pulling her away and towards the exit. He kept an eye out for anyone who might be needing more assistance.

Of course, his biggest concern was for Ganymede and her own well-being. She was prone to panic attacks and getting worked up over things. But right now they needed to focus on finding their family and getting out.

Hitch - 10HP

Hitch inhaled deeply, savoring the soothing sensation of smoke pouring into his lungs. "Bathroom, " he breathed out with a wisp of white curling around his lips. "What do you think? Hide out there, lock ourselves in until... " Until when? Until it got quiet? "Until someone ******** gets their lazy a** over here and deals with... whatever the ******** this is!" He gestured wildly to the whole mess before grabbing his phone to go ahead and make the call to 911. No one would believe him if he gave the whole story, sure, but if he said a mob had broken out and it had gotten violent? Yeah, that would be sure to get plenty of attention.

He couldn't help thinking back on how relieved he'd been to find a place to go with cheap rent and decent job openings. Some part of him had thought it seemed too good to be true. Sometimes he REALLY hated being right.

Ganymede HP: 20 Easy target for the capturing!

“Your mother and my mother aren't Negaverse officers who got tortured!” Ganymede shouted. She struggled against Valhalla's grasp in an attempt to break her hand free.

Of course she was worried about her family. Her mother and mother-in-law couldn't be expected to take care of themselves in situations like this when they were all but powerless. Her cousin was here, too, and though Paris didn't yet know who Rhiannon was, she at least knew that her cousin was involved, which meant she was probably transformed and fighting, and in more danger for it. And Peter. She should look for Peter—or Oberon by now, knowing him—and make sure that he was alright.

But she couldn't just ignore what she'd seen. She couldn't ignore what she knew.

“You don't understand! Your best friend isn't in the Negaverse! You have no idea how I feel right now!” she insisted. “I'll find him on my own if I have to. You go look for the others.”

Another voice brought her plans up short, and Ganymede saw Chaldene approaching. She paused a moment, suddenly overcome with a mild sense of responsibility. Chaldene was relatively new as far as Jovian Senshi went. All it took was the thought of Cyllene and the gaping holes in her body for Ganymede's protectiveness to kick in.

“Chaldene,” she said. She did not look calm. There was something wild and desperate about her, like she could sense impending doom. “I don't... I don't know,” she admitted. “I haven't heard, I... I'm looking for someone. He was just here. Wolframite. Please, I need to find him. Please, Val,” she said, switching her gaze from Chaldene to Valhalla, staring at him beseechingly. “Please. I can't just pretend like I didn't see.”

Jonah HP: 10 - 4 = 6

Jonah didn't even see it coming.

That was to be expected, of course, seeing as the blow came from behind. But he hadn't even been aware that there was someone else in the vicinity, let alone that that someone would end up striking out at him.

He yelped in pain, stumbling on unsteady feet and falling to his knees on the unforgiving ground. Bringing a hand to his head to check for a developing wound, Jonah glanced over his shoulder to see that the young man who'd previously been helping him was gone. Someone else had taken his place. Upon making a quick glance around the room, Jonah didn't see the young man from before anywhere.

What'd happened? Jonah tried to blink through his disorientation.

“Wh-who are you?” he asked. This man was dressed strangely. Sort of like all the other strangely dressed people that had suddenly turned up at the ball.

A terrorist? But what could one of them want with him? And why did it sound as if he'd apologized before striking out at Jonah's head?

“I'm innocent, I swear,” he said, holding up his hands in surrender. “I don't have anything to do with any of this.”

The shaking didn't seem to have the proper effect of scaring the s**t out of the little girl, but rather only made her angry. It came as a bit of a surprise to Cinnabar, but she had only a moment to wonder about it before something was flying at her head. The half-youma ducked reflexively, even if the glass was off course already, and turned a glaring hiss on the civilian that had thrown it.

Tonight was not about the civilians, so really, the Captain could have cared less what they did... but this one was purposefully making a nuisance of herself, which meant she was now a target. There was a senshi coming up behind her now, shouting something, but a very large distraction arrived in the form of something very soft and very smelly splatting down on top of her head.

Cinnabar jerked back as it hit her, snarling with a feral sound, and gave the chibi a glare that spoke volumes about what she would like to do to her.

"No more games, Runt." She snapped before she turned and bodily threw the child at the civilian who had thrown the glass. Let the two deal with each other, because Cinnabar was QUITE done, kthnx. She scraped the rotten gunk off her face as she glanced for the senshi, but there was a general there dealing with her, which meant the Captain was blissfully unoccupied for the moment.

It was time to find someone who wasn't a child or a civilian to deal with, before the gunk made her puke.

Half-Youma Captain Cinnabar - HP: 19

Throwing Iduna at Chailee for 3 points! Song has said both can take 3 points of damage, unless one of you would like to contest that decision. xD its up to you.