Niflhel seemed to consider what Almadel had said about not being able to get back anytime soon, there wasn't enough power it seemed to shuttle them back and forth. He wondered if the cats could come up with something eventually to help with that. "Maybe there could be a transportation trinket at some point in the future? I know there's a few types of things like that in existence. To help transport others to a place not normally reached."
It might could help Almadel get his place back in order faster too if they could occasionally pop up and recover things.
He looked over towards the door that Almadel told Daedalus about and then back when he heard his other question being answered. He nodded, "That's good that it's unlikely for them to end up somewhere else like that. I'd hate to have to chase these things over the cosmos. Or to find them on my wonder unexpectedly."
He sighed though as he rolled up his sleeves, I can set up some of the displays and help move them away from the wall so if something does happen to continue to fall they should be safer until you can completely stabilize the whole structure." The knight of Saturn offered.
When coco picked a hand Tea opened hers and watched as the mouse did the same and the bone appeared. It wasn't the best heal ever but she hoped it'd help Coco feel better.
"Yeah I was awoken when I was still in Elementary school, I just graduated high school and I'm still stuck as a chibi. So if you'd like to help me when we're out of here we can meet up again and work on this problem. Maybe my magic would be less odd."
She nodded when Coco said being a human was weird, she offered her phone out to Coco with a smile, "That'd be awesome!"
There was a pause, "Oh my Sister Byakko." She pointed towards the senshi coming towards them. "We've kind of teamed up for the most part so we have less chances of being hurt. . . or well lost...." She paused looking towards her sister.
"Byakko, this is Coco!" She added.
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When Tea calls her attack a small mouse made of magical energy appears in front of a target and shows a small bone in it's hand which it then hides in one hand. Chibi sailor tea then mimics the movements that the mouse makes of shuffling the bone, and holding out her hands palm down for the target to choose between. If they choose the hand with the magical bone, the target is then healed by a small amount.
This attack Heals minor abrasions, anything worse it'll heal about 10% - which is enough to stop bleeding if freshly wounded. This attack can be used Three times The whole attack only lasts 30 seconds then the 'magical mouse disappears
Byakko grinned when she came up to the pair, "I've been looking for you, Tea!" She said as she was introduced to Coco, "Thank you for keeping my sister company. I hope she wasn't any trouble to you."
The senshi of the west chuckled lightly, "So y'all want to stay and help clean up?" They did kind of make a mess with the whole bug issue. She looked around, "Do you think he has a mop and bucket for cleaning up this acid?" Byakko is looking for a mop and bucket.
She figured she'd stay for a little while before trying to convince her little sister they needed to go home. After all it was impolite to leave things such a mess and she'd feel terrible after while if she didn't help some. She heard the questions about homeworlds and wonders. She looked interested in Almadel's answers.
"Do Kosopods just live in this area of space then?" She couldn't help but wonder if it was a space region locked thing.
Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2024 1:55 pm
Ekstrom, Page of Mercury Action: Traumatized is not quite strong enough a word to encompass how she now feels about alien bugs, but she’s holding it together pretty well. Will stay and help, and holding out a small hope to say hello to Almadel and give him an update about the thing he traded her last year.
”I think I could go the rest of my life never seeing one of these things ever again,” the Mercury page said in a tone of pure exhaustion. She could only handle trying to look and be brave for so long, and now that the commotion was over that wasn’t needed anymore, the aches and pains and general tiredness now that the adrenaline was fading began to creep up on her.
To say she was glad this was over would be an understatement.
The havoc that was wreaked upon the museum, now that she was getting a better look at it, was awful, though, and she was mortified for Almadel. She also felt awful for however she might have contributed to it; not in this main space, but still. She wondered how many of what had been broken was even replaceable, and the more she thought about this, the more she felt her strength coming back to her, if only to help clean it up even a little bit.
“I can help, too,” she said, and took some cleaning supplies when he offered them to her. She offered him a small smile when he handed her his calling card as well, but as much as she wanted to have a chat with him, she saw how busy he was with everything so she let him be and turned her focus to cleaning. She went to one corner of the room that wasn’t being touched by anyone yet and started there.
Between sweeping, flipping things right side up, and organizing what all she found that didn’t look too broken beyond repair, the page pushed herself pretty hard. Gradually she was losing her ability to focus, and at one point absently tossed something that fell out of one of the boxes provided for the clean-up into her subspace. Eventually she had to give in, and after setting her cleaning supplies down she glanced around for Almadel, hoping to say a proper goodbye.
Unfortunately the man was nowhere in sight. She assumed he was still busy flitting about, taking care of guiding everyone trying to help, so instead she took a pen and paper out of her subspace and jotted down a little note.
I wish I could have done more but was about ready to pass out so I went home. Sorry about your museum. I hope everything works out with getting it all fixed.
- Ekstrom
Tucking it under an unbroken item, she hoped it would be enough. With that, though, she thought of home and she was gone.
She had been holding on for dear life and then it was over. It was done. Everything was ‘fixed’ or at least put back together to the point where it wasn’t life threatening any more. Cautiously Botein slid down the column she was clutching, not letting go until she was certain her feet would remain on the ground. Once there she looked around, blue eyes taking in the significant damage. So much damage.
Feeling both bad for how little she was able to help and just how much needed to be fixed, the young woman didn't hesitate to offer her assistance to Almadel. "I don't know how helpful I will be but I am more than willing to stick around and assist. I can at least help sweep or something," She offered while guiltily taking the offered card. She had no real intention of ever using it but it would be rude to not at least take it. Besides it could act as a reminder to her, one that would be a physical indication of how far she still needed to go to be a better senshi.
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2024 11:12 pm
Cadet Tenoch Mood: Proud of his crews bug-smuggling abilities. Action: Still Hanging with the Van-squadron. Exiting with them when they go.
Tenoch tried his very best to bury himself amongst his peers, flanking the designated Kosopod holders; as though his height could offer defense against interference in their mission. As though he could be as much a shield as he could a brazen gun.
For all that he tried to keep the emotion out of his face, to pull on stoicism like an old friend and cloak his features in it, he couldn't quite keep the shimmer of pride out of his eyes. The way that happiness morphed into brief horror -- into a curios twist of confusion -- at the sight of the place destroyed. They really had heard chaos going on outside, he just hadn't realized how much. Not that it mattered to him now. The reward on offer was not nearly the prize that working with his team had been, that the lives of the Kosopods were.
Once they made it out of the mingling left-behinds, the mixed eyes of chaos and order, things would be fine.
He knew it.
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Corrupt Basic Mirabilite of Supplication Mood: Hot bug-splattered mess in heels coming through! Action: Setting up that Exit post, looking/waiting for a ride home.
There were *guts* in her hair and severed arachnid-like *limbs* caught in the glittery furls of her floor length skirts. She was ********> t i r e d---
Tired enough that she could've happily tipped over into someone's thick, strong, capable enough to carry her wasp-waisted a** home, arms! She almost didn't care whose. Though her stumbling stride as she slipped out of that horrid side room fell still as she descended the stairs; admired the masterwork of spaces destructive forces.
'Would you look at all the things a little bit of acid can do...'
Collecting her 'prize' of a cab-fare card with little fan-fare and lulled gaze.
'Someone should make poetry out of it...turn a hoarders tragedy into a piece of well worded art...A harrowing tale fit enough for theater. They could frame the script in acid stained casing. For the aesthetic of it...'
And trailed off to set her sore a**, back, n thighs on the nearest un-refuse strewn surface. If she swept enough carapace corpses that way-- then the length of an overturned statuette made for the perfect place to drape herself.
'All the things in this place, and not one fainting couch? Some museum this turned out to be.'
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Lt. Diasporite Mood: Disgruntled, disheveled, but alive! Oh, thank god they all survived! Action: Ready, set, lets gtfo! Exit post is ready to go home with Rak n Narci whenever.
Mier did not want to go into space, Mier was not going into space, Mier----
Felt his scatter-shot screaming thoughts reset with the violence of someone smacking up the side of a car to make it *go*. He remembered how to breathe, how to let his sucked-in stale breath go and slowly unclutch his aching fingers from Narci's form.
He could've cried at seeing them all there, at catching Rak right there--
*I won't cry!! I won't, I won't, I--* he sucked it up, bit his lower lip, and stifled a sniffle into his ruffly sleeve. Of all the prizes they could've gotten for all the work they'd done? THIS?!
It didn't matter, not really, they'd done their jobs.
That was enough.
He put the thought of finding a use for anything, let alone a magical calling card, out of his mind as he slumped gratefully into gravity's safe pull. Dutifully raking his strewn bangs out of his face, ignoring all the trembling of adrenaline leaving him in a rush. If 'I want to go home now please?' had a look, he would've been the poster child for it. The face on every milk carton and billboard. It would've been him; the most perfect model of 'I am sick of space', ther ever could've been. He couldn't even begin to thank Narci-- all his words were scrambled beneath an ear-splitting whine that lingered in his head, like the mother of all migraines trying to dig its claws in between his ears.
He'd thank the Senshi properly once they were firmly off the death-ship and some approximation of back home...
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Urania, Eternal Senshi of Astronomy Action: Urania is asking a question… while debating if she wants to keep her Kosopod, but now leaning toward ‘yes’.
Urania listened aptly to what Almadel said about the Chaos Mauvian’s special little golden Kosopod. She wondered what a regular one, kept alive and tended with care, could do.
“Do you have any books on Kosopods? Or, perhaps, on their care… or diet… or life-cycle.”
Tama, Guardian Cat Action: Contemplating how massively one cat can ******** up a mission.
Tama was being carried like that cat in that one viral video with the vet and now all he could see was darkness.
How had the once noble Mauvian sunk so low so fast?
Fafnir was holding him until it was over. Everything essential, the Mauvian had missed. His a** was the only thing that had a good view of all that had happened in Almadel's museum.
Then there was Heliodor’s voice like clarion call.
“It depends on your definition of ‘okay’, kid.”
The cat squirmed so that he could at least see the two brother’s faces.
“For the love of Metallia, can you people let me go!”
In pure feline fashion, the same cat that had begged — pleaded, if you will — to be held now wanted to be put down.
Stepping out of the room and joining the main group back in their original arrival location was a bit of a shock. What the came out to was shocking. The room looked like a war had taken place in it. People were all over, there were kosopods, both dead and alive scattered around the room, a hole in the wall that Almadel was busy fixing and just...mess. Mess everywhere. How they hadn't heard any of this was a testament to Almadel's museum.
The Knight stepped over a rather nasty puddle of acid spit that had eaten it's way through the carpet. She wrinkled her nose at it knowing how quickly the stuff could eat through fabric. Her skirt were a testament to that with its' now ragged edges. "I am incredibly pleased to have not been here when all of this went down." She remarked to their group.
Almadel offered them all his thanks in what was practically an IOU card. Considering Hy hadn't had much interaction with the alien until this point, she wasn't very aware of how useful of an IOU it was, but to be owed a favor was a useful form of payment. She tucked the card safely into her subspace in a small plastic box she kept there for small trinkets.
"So. Just think about home and we are off?" It sounded like something from the Wizard of Oz. She glanced toward the alien who was busy talking to others. Hy had no intentions on staying to help clean up the mess. Taking care of his infestation was more than enough. So, like suggested, she turned her mind to home.
[Exit for Hy]
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Magnus, Corrupt Mauvian (Entrance/Close: 556 Event: 1019) ACTION: Confirming his intent to keep his golden Kosopod.
”Yes. Gold is quite popular and useful.” The mauvian’s tail swished flicked back and forth behind him in excitement. He hadn’t realized his little shiny bug was going to be as useful as it was interesting to look at. While the thing certainly would be rather pesky to take care of, to do so few a few sheds of it’s carapace would be worth the trouble. Then, he could utilize the trade offer that Almadel was so kindly to offer and leave out there for the future.
While he had no exact idea in mind at that moment, he knew having something as useful as gold just laying around would be very beneficial. The team could possibly use it as well for funds if needed.
Of course, the first hting he’d need to do is put together something to contain the creature. For now it had no legs, but how long would that last? Was it something that would regrow and regenerate them back? It would be more simple if it didn’t grow them back, or if he could make sure to take care of them when they did. Of course, the biggest problem was going to be that acid spit. He’d need to come up with something that could withstand that nasty little feature.
“I think I’ll hold onto it for now, but your offer is greatly appreciated and I may take you up on that in the future.” Cause if he grew tired of one shiny thing he could possibly get something else in return for it. That was very promising. ”It’s carapace will be very useful. Not to mention I just like the way it looks.” He beamed up at Almadel, quite pleased with the whole turn of events.
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Corrupt Eternal Husband Albite of Retribution Mood: Curious about Kosopods, but maybe later? Totally not freaking out, just the picture of keeping it together! Action: Doing the worlds fastest head count! 1....1....2....1.....s**t...6? 8ish? ******** was he so glad for his height as he was in that moment, it made it a little easier if he stood atop the disassembled remains of what had once been a very nice statue and it's base. To see every familiar, not sucked into space, and very alive face. To count them, painstakingly, one by one. At least a few times over!
'Tama, Fafnir, Helio-- Oh thank ********, Helio!' And now he owed Jet n Aqua a thank you gift for the save he'd missed, a thank-you date? One of the two. He'd figure something out later! But seeing the Brothers Grim and the spicy floof clutched between them and yowling for a return of his dignity took years off his face n weight off his shoulders. He almost wanted to shout back over the din -- to tell Faffls to hold Tama longer -- because the kitten deserved some nice chest-pocket time! N'Fafnir had just a great *wealth* of chest to share...
Later. Later. Later--- He swore to tease 'em later, to talk later, because first he had to find--
'Hestia, Magnus, Borax--' and they were more than okay, so he was more than okay, and seeing Magnus with his golden snitch n Hestia signing up to do Almadels dishes professionally for, like, probably a straight week? Spotting Borax, just as alive a b*****d as he had been before! Not even a little bit full of holes! Their competence rocked him, and he mildly berated himself becuase he should've ********' known! This was Team Shaitan afterall? Why would they ever be anything other than okay! The bubbly realization of that had him climbing off his pedestal, roughly scrubbing at his eyes as the adrenaline in his veins dipped n left him nothing but tired n mesmerized by it all.
That left--- Was he missing a blond? One of the blonds? Flesh n Bones who'd been at his feet and had gotten ganked, not hard to find, and ********, but he would find him!
After---
"Y'kidding? You two killed it," beaming at Ilmari, Vesuvianite, and he could've hugged them both, he really, really could've! They'd done so good! Better than he ever remembered doing when he first started out. "I'm sorry this was sooo...yanno? Wish I could say this wasn't how *all* our missions go! But, uh, s'as good a metric as any! You two totally ********' rocked it tho." They were all fine! Fine, and alive, and a little acid-scalded here n there, but that was practically nothing! Nothing that couldn't be fixed with a bandaid and a strong hug, at least.
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2024 11:03 am
Rainier, Squire of Mercury Action Helping with clean up and kind of itching to ask Almadal if she can have something that looks broken.
When Rainier emerged from the side room what she saw was a bit disheartening. The museum was in shambles, with artifacts and broken display cases scattered around with unmoving kosopods of various sizes.
Of the people remaining, there were few tending to injuries, some re-grouping with people they’d arrived with, while others were working to help clean up the mess. Rainier, having nowhere else to be right now, joined the latter.
As she sorted items into piles Rainier picked up a broken piece of equipment. On one hand, it looked like a futuristic sci-fi piece of technology you’d see in the movies. But on the other, it also kind of resembled one of those retro robotic toys. Strange, but not completely out of place, after all this was a museum of artifacts from around the universe.
“I wonder if it could be fixed…” she commented mostly to herself. Maybe Almadel might let me try to repair it.
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Princess Ida Action: Getting roped back in, upset about it all, deciding to stay and looking out for her friends.
It was, frankly, terrifying to find herself thrown out into space with a bunch of other people, and most of that fear stemmed from the worry that something would happen to all of them. Space was, to her knowledge, a cold and empty void that would kill you instantly... so it was not easy to trust the seemingly flimsy barrier that Almadel had caught them with. It sort of ruined the glorious views for Ida... who would have been much happier to view them through a window, safely inside the walls of the museum.
Seeing Chariklo, and then Kerberos, thrown out into space with her, the senshi thrashed her way towards them with ineffectual beats of her wings. She was able to get a hand on Chariklo's skirts, gripping them in her fist, before the barrier began to contract and sweep them all back towards the hole, like a net thrown into the ocean. Her rapidly beating heart did not slow until Almadel had roped her and pulled her back inside, leaving her standing disgruntled on the mess of the floor beside her friend, looking about anxious for Kerberos. She was not exactly sympathetic to Almadel as he sighed and moaned over the damage.
Maybe he should have given us more information that 'just a few' and 'easily taken care of'. She thought, ungraciously. It probably wasn't his fault... it probably had been a small infestation when he'd discovered it, and it had just... exploded in population while he'd gathered people to deal with it. But his smooth-talking manner just put doubts in her mind. Ida didn't know the alien merchant well enough to truly trust him.
"I'll stay." She said when Chariklo bent to whisper to her. She kept her voice at its regular level, hoping the nearby agents would actually hear her. As long as any of them were here, it was probably a good idea to hang about, just in case. Insurance against anything untoward any of them might try to get up to. Even if she wasn't particularly looking forward to the hard work of getting this place cleaned up.
Giving Chariklo's hand a squeeze, she went to collect the card when it was offered, eyeing the script across it's face. Having him at her beck and call, at least once, was something to think about, and Ida tucked the card away in her subspace even as she tucked those thoughts away for later as well, and went to go check on Kerberos. Maybe while she was still here, she could get an eye on a couple of those knights she hadn't met yet.
For a brief moment, Erytheia saw Tama in the air and reached out with his own free hand.
He would not touch the cat — no! That belonged now to another. He was another’s to hold now. But that was okay.
Sometimes… When you reach out for someone, it is not so that they will reciprocate.
Not so that they will change.
It is so that you won’t.
The knight of Cosmos pulled with all his might to wrestle himself back into the museum. Each bit of power he had, he used. But it wasn’t enough!
He felt his shoulder dislocate.
It was over. He could no longer hold on.
But then remembered the crystal he kept in subspace — the one from the first Star Festival he ever attended. The one when he first returned home to Destiny City.
He cut through space with it… and then he was gone.
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Fractured Crystal: A fragment of the crystal from within the strange pocket dimension during the Star Festival. The user must hold the Fractured Crystal in the palm of their hand and slash through the air. Once per day they can tear a rift in space and pass through it to another location. While you may pass through immediately to your destination of choice (on the same plane of existence) you may also get trapped in a strange, dark dimension. This between-space is full of an oppressive air and a dark, sticky tar like substance covers all surfaces. There seem to be untapped amounts of energy here, and characters that drain energy may find this a surprising advantage while gathering energy. Time seems to pass strangely in this weird dimension and while you may feel like you’re here for up to two hours at a time, you may actually be gone anywhere from a few minutes up to an hour. If you are sucked into the strange portal, you will always be deposited at your location of choice afterwards. In rare situations, up to one other person may be sucked into the strange space as well as the wielder, but they will both be stuck in the between space and will feel significantly drained by the time they come out the other side.
Tama, Guardian Cat Action: Contemplating how massively one cat can ******** up a mission. But he doesn’t know how far he will really go in just a moment…
Tama felt more inadequate than ever.
He looked at Albite and missed the kindness he offered… and instead saw everything he was not.
Corrupt Eternal Fafnir Action: Worrying his head off, joining back up with his brother and releasing poor Tama
The moment Helio had been sucked out into the void of space, Fafnir had felt his chest spasm and cold, desperate sort of fear settle into him. He almost, almost teleported to his brother's side, but the wild thought of how the hell he'd get them both back inside kept him from it. Helio could also teleport, he had to reassure himself. His brother could take care of himself, but Fafnir was not going to be okay until his brother's feet were firmly back on the floor of the museum. Or better yet, firmly back on Earth soil. They were Negaverse senshi... they were not meant to be out in space like this.
Fafnir felt like he held his breath through the whole chaos of the end of the fight, until the kosopods were gone, the force field had gathered everyone up, and Almadel had pulled them back. It wasn't until Heliodor appeared back beside him that he finally let it out again in a rush, his head spinning a little in reaction to the surge and drop of adrenaline.
"I'm fine. I managed to keep my feet on the floor. You okay?" He responded, realizing only belatedly that he still had Tama crushed under his arm. He released the pressure as the Mauvian squirmed and worked to turn him into a more comfortable and dignified hold before kneeling down to set him on the floor. "I'm sorry about that, Tama... I'm afraid my protective instincts got the better of me during all of the chaos. I hope you can forgive me the indignity."
At least indignity was the worst of the injury Tama, or any of them, had suffered. The queen had better be getting something really good out of this situation.
Niflhel seemed to consider what Almadel had said about not being able to get back anytime soon, there wasn't enough power it seemed to shuttle them back and forth. He wondered if the cats could come up with something eventually to help with that. "Maybe there could be a transportation trinket at some point in the future? I know there's a few types of things like that in existence. To help transport others to a place not normally reached."
