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Listening wasn't one of his strong points. He tried really hard to listen, he really did – but Sailor Merope was distracted. Did he still have marker on his face? Could people still see the beard he drew for the Don Diablos fight? Did anyone recognize him?! His chin still stung from where the rubbing alcohol was applied. It was now that he wished he knew more female senshi than just Alcyone – didn't females usually carry a mirror on their person? He continued to rub his chin, wishing badly to see and make sure it didn't show up.

But there were people talking. Wasn't he supposed to listen? Sailor Merope lowered his hands and watched as people stood up to speak, tilting his head to one side as Chibimoon stood up. Who was she? Whoever she was, she reminded him of his favorite action movies, what with her accent and al- crud! She stopped talking! No, wait, that was a pause. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Nevertheless, things still went over his head. One of the senshi that spoke after Chibimoon spoke too softly for Merope to hear, and another was tuned out. It wasn't until his teammate Alcyone stood up that the young leader froze, giving her his full attention. He couldn't help but to nod at some points she made, frowning at others. Just... what?

He chewed his lip, waiting for the meeting to begin breaking up before approaching her. “Alcy-” Merope stopped as Sailor Rosalind smoothly took her away. Bleh! He made a face at the Senshi of Wealth's back. That'll show her! Or at least show his immaturity off to anyone watching.

Now what? Sailor Merope scratched the back of his head as he looked around. Should he do leader-y things and meet other senshi? Meet other teams? He thought he could see the leader of the Basterds moving elsewhere -- looked like she was too busy. What was a leader supposed to do, anyway? He sighed and pulled out his cellphone, then stared at it. "Man, there's so many senshi here." And he only knew a handful!

Well, at least Iris' question had been answered.

Sort of.

Long after most others had gotten up out of their seats, the Senshi of Rainbows remained in her chair, arms still crossed, eyes still looking away. She didn't want to stay at all. She had been so done with this meeting many hours before the meeting had begun.

The only reason she stayed was to wait for the cats to finish their duties. It wasn't exactly an easy job they had. ********* would be tired after all of this. No matter how much the cat would attempt to brush the whole thing off as not a big deal, the yellow-suited senshi wasn't about to leave an exhausted feline there as easy pickings for any Negaverser who passed by later. She had left Metis to her own devices, but Iris wasn't going to have any of it.

She might have been stuck there until everyone was essentially gone, but it didn't mean she had to listen to the suggestions any of the others were making.

This SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS

Spica arrived a little late, she just heard about this meeting, and being a recent awakened senshi she was not sure if she should be here or not. But at the same time she thought there would be no better time to meet and understand the world she jumped in.
She sat quietly in the back, looking at all the senshi, there were really a hell of a lot. Some were already discussing actively. She had the time to hear everyone talking from Super Sailor Europa, and what they were saying respond actually to a lot of question she had since her first day as a senshi.
She was the kind of girl who was good student, always listening in class, so she had no difficulties to catch up the conversation. It was just like Eternal Sailor Iris said, quite difficult to understand everything.

She tried to take notes about everything said, and she was really surprised by a lot of things. Starseed, so if normal people get their starseed out they may die? It was a good thing to remember. So senshi starseed were more powerful and Negaverse were targeting it.
She was right to come, this meeting was indeed interesting. Information about the situation with the crystals and the Queen and the princesses too were quite important too. Look like she will not stay back, she wanted to help the Moon Princess. And she will be sure to take a look at this future Negaverse database. She only met them at the ball and she was not really up to meet a new one without information.
Senshiphones, you can use it to collect information apparently. She was playing with her phone, she never really looked at it before but it looked like it was a pretty useful tool. She looked at other senshi using it and she understood quiet quickly how to use it and started scanning the senshi around her, she got their name and senshiphone number by doing it.

Anyway she spotted the little princess with her pink hair. She was as pretty as the Queen. Spica would love to go speak with her but she was just a novice and she thought it was not her place. But well she was a senshi too. So she decided to go nearer and see what happened.

She would like to find someone to train her too. She trained a little by herself but what the senshi said was so true. They should not need to gather information by themselves and fight without knowing anything!!!
She looked at the teams; she would like to be part of one too. But probably no one would like a novice like her, more if they were in situation of war.

Pomona had missed the Halloween Ball, and had not entered the wrestling match against Don Diablos, mistakes she regretted. The only way she would have missed this Senshi meeting was if she were dead. Important stuff always happened at them, and it was an excellent opportunity to gather information.

The Senshi needed to get better organized, that much was obvious. The creation of a database sounded like a grand idea. The thought of having so much information at her fingertips made Pomona drool a little bit. It was such a good idea in fact that Pomona couldn’t figure out why it hadn’t been considered before; little did she know that it had.

Rosalind’s sentiment, while not worded in a way Pomona would’ve chosen, was one she could agree with. The Negaverse certainly needed to be stopped, but was stooping to their level of violence really the answer? She felt the solution was better strategy and organization – both of which had been sorely lacking – rather then increased violence.

The highlight of the meeting though had to be the appearance of Sailor Chibimoon. Pomona could be driven and determined, but she readily admitted that she needed goals, something to work for. The lofty goal of finding Princess Serenity was not quite enough. Now however she saw with her own eyes the daughter of their elusive Princess. Having never seen or heard the Princess before, and having no memory of her, Sailor Chibimoon was a welcome sight indeed.

As the Senshi began to mingle, Pomona wove her way through the crowd to get closer to pink haired Sailor Scout. Sailor Chibimoon had, for obvious reasons, drawn a lot of attention and had multiple people vying for her attention. Pomona was content to stand to the side and listen, trying to determine what sort of person Sailor Chibimoon was. What she heard pleased her.

Sailor Chibimoon was the daughter of Princess Serenity, which to Pomona meant that she too was a princess. Even if she wasn’t a princess – and Pomona would stubbornly insist that she was – she was still the daughter of one, and she suspected that Princess Serenity would want her daughter taken care of. Thus, Pomona had a new goal: protect and serve Princess/Sailor Chibimoon.

Perseus had been on the hunt for finding chibimoon after she'd answered her questions, but somehow the shocking pink hair had gotten swarmed in equally bright and ridiculous colors from the senshi in attendance. Regardless, she headed in the general direction when she saw someone very familiar get hoisted up onto shoulders. The sailor of illusion ducked through the crowd a little faster, finally coming to a stop near the senshi of hail: chibi taxi edition.

"Hugbell, are you alright?" She'd been worried about the little senshi since their first meeting, and was glad to see that she'd been able to make it to the meeting. The senshi underneath her wasn't someone Perseus had met personally, but she knew he was Castor, both through reputation and his role in the meeting.

"Glad to be of entertainment value Miss Hug Bell. I'll be here all night. But I expect you'll be needing to sneak home a bit early then I do." He was 99% sure kids couldn't stay awake all night anyway. Heck, when he was a kid he could hardly stay awake in class! Then again, he'd always napped in math class. "Just point and shoot. Like a senshi tagging gun. Pew pew pew~" Shut up, he was a kid at heart. And Castor had an affinity for things that went pew. Like lazers.
He wondered why they didn't get lazers. Other things from the moon and space got lazers. Why not them. Perhaps a question to ask Chibimoon. Where the lazers were and-
Castor almost ran into the illusion senshi, laughing as he did his best to keep balance with hug bell on his shoulders. "Sorry, in a train of thought." Perseus eh? Wait, he knew that name..."Sailor Perseus, partner to Rosalind the biii----" Oh s**t small child on shoulders. "iiiiii---cycle. Bicycle." His face went flat and very clearly read 'I wanted to say b***h but I can't due to a small child that is within range of poking me in the eyes.' "I don't think we've meet, and I'd shake you hand, but-" He gave hug bell a shoulder bounce. "-can't drop the cargo."

Hugbell chuckled at the idea of pewpewpew. She used it on the other senshi she could manage to get. "Heh this is much easier than typing in a number!"

She smiled, "Actually.... I was looking for chibimoon and got lost. He's nice enough to help." She paused watching him when he said bicycle. She blinked. "Rosalind's a bicycle?" She asked looking at Perseus.

"I didn't know bicycles threw shoes." She said she paused to shift her teddy bear, using her other hand, on top of castor's head, to steady herself.

She tried to point it towards the princess who was a bit swamped. "She must be really popular...." She tilted her.

Castor was leading the meeting, crude as ever. Her cellular had identified the others as they spoke their piece- Taranis, Rosalind, Chibimoon, Iris, Chronos, Europa, Lyra, Perseus and Alcyone. Scylla was silent, listening to the other Senshi speak, listening to them repeat the same things that had already been said, again and again, just in different ways. Some added different little twists, and some were very convincing speakers. So many different people stepping up to the plate to try and motivate the Scouts to work as a unit, as a team, instead of staying behind. Her 'teammates' were losing, as she saw it, and people in Destiny City were paying for their failures. And now, Scylla wasn't the only one tired of it. Not that she was egotistical enough to think she had ever been the only one.

It was Scylla's personal failure as much as anyone's, so she didn't speak up and try and say anything. She didn't have a right to say anything. What had she done to try and help? She was a loose canon, afraid to make a friend who would die, and at times afraid of her own abilities. As the group broke down into an open meeting, she remained in her seat, scanning her companions into her cell. So many new young Scouts, tugged to find a Princess and a Queen who had died and left them all behind, perhaps. What a lonely thought. Her eyes drifted back to the blindingly pink shock of hair that topped Super Sailor ChibiMoon's head. She was a Princess, and one who shouldn't exist. She was a Power that was out of place in this time, and she was probably one of the strongest links they had to anything- well, there was Chronos, of course, and the Zodiacs. But the Zodiacs had their Princess, and in some ways it tied them off from the majority of those here.

Derp was with the guardian cats- she remembered the little cat from when she had been 'powered up' as it seemed to be called. She was following Astrea around like a... well, puppy wouldn't be the correct term. Very closely. That was accurate. In another place, she could see a child- the cell phone identified the girl as Sailor Hugbell- standing amidst a group of others. A child, maybe about the age of her little brother. Expected to fight, and maybe die, for what? The betterment of society and the protection of the world? It was... too big. Things were spiraling into places Scylla wasn't sure she understood, or wanted to go.

“It is always darkest before the dawn.” she muttered, and pushed to her feet, stalking the perimeter of the room, scanning more and more senshi into her phones. That was a lie- there was no dawn in sight, not yet.

Around the room there was talk of the database of Negaverse agents- that was a good idea. Speaking of them, Alcyone, it had been? Her words were sticking in Jada's brain, whirling around. Dispose of them... decreasing their numbers...Fight... It seemed to be a halfway radical point for some who had listened to her, but others seemingly had risen to her words.

Scylla was one of them. Her hands had clenched into fists, nails digging into her palm as she contemplated it.

Letting the Negaversers live wasn't going to stop them from killing. Each one of them could be the death of... how many others? And their numbers were growing. It was time they stopped.

Her booted heels clacked on the floor as she paced in a steady circle around the area, lost in thought.