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So... it had been Kurma ?

Uh.

...Well, no wonder no one knew what the eff. No insult, of course, though Themis still had a hard time believing that under this perticular glamor was his biology teacher from Meadowview.

He still hadn't fully processed this in his mind. He said nothing, though, fingers still laced with Bellatrix's. Had the warehouse been less crowded, they would have screamed couple from a mile away.

"Me either." He muttered to his cousin as she made her way over to him. He was keeping an eye out for Denebola in the crowd but wasn't sure he'd be able to spot her even though he was a good bit taller than most of the girls. He wasn't even sure she'd make it but it would be nice to have her around if something got ugly.

"Do you even know who that is?" He motioned to the man, Kurma, as he addressed everyone. He'd never seen the man before and wasn't the most trusting of people to begin with. How did he get a message to them all without knowing all of them for that matter.

Kurma. The one who had given them the 'gift' of space travel. Bellatrix has still not made use of that, save for her one, but that hadn't been to her 'home world.'
But with the mystery of who had called them here out of the way, she now wanted to know why. Usually meetings like this didn't happen unless something big had either gone down, or was about to go down.

Janus turned his head towards the unknown voice. He certainly wasn't someone that he recognised. Not that that made a difference. He didn't know anyone in the room. But they all felt the same, he decided, though he didn't know how he felt this. Strangely, the man felt different, but his looks didn't seem out of place for the gathering. Janus shrugged to himself and listened.

"Damn, that ball is cool." He breathed to himself.

Castor frowned. He'd upset Virgo. Nevermind the red ranger, he'd upset Virgo. Super Virgo, le capitan de zodiac. It would require fixing, as best he could do in the crowded room was offer a side hug. "Aw, no harm done. See, the red ranger is fine. And besides my Lady Virgin, it was only a joke." Okay yeah, he was being a bit of a douche but come on. The place was begging for something to go down.

And lo, there was the man of the hour. Kurma. "Sup Space man." Castor waved at him. "Can we maybe next time we pow-wow in a place with heaters? I know if we stay long enough our body heat will warm us up, but pretty sure nobody was up for the idea of playing snuggle bunnies." He smirked. "But the offer is there ladies!" He yelled this. Just because he knew it would annoy some senshi. Oh yeah. He was classy. Eyes went back the red ranger. "Red had got a temper." He smirked. "Sounds like you're my kind of senshi."

Jenny was giggling by the time she and Neso had found a place to stop, holding her arms out to her sides and making propeller sounds with her mouth.

Yeah, that's right. She's a plane. You wish you were that cool.

“I'm not scared!” She protested, sticking her pinkie first in her mouth and then into his ear. That would show him! “I just- ah!” Calypso's seemingly perpetually short attention span was drawn to the man who had made himself known in the center of the room, and the girl who stood beside him. Jenny fell quiet for a moment, her fingers curled in Bo's hair. She tugged on a chunk of it and leaned in, “Look, Neso!” She said excitedly, pointing to Chibimoon. She had never met the young princess one on one, only heard of her.

“That's the princess, that's the princess!” Jenny whispered excitedly, practically bouncing her heels off of Neso's chest.



Andeon was drunk.

In his defense, he hadn't been aware that a meeting was going to be happening. Also in his defense.. Andeon was usually pretty drunk. Henshining up, of course, hadn't helped matters in the slightest. The magical beer that came with his senshi form had been cracked open, following the several shots he had to take only an hour before due to a lost bet with Mackenzie.

How the hell was he supposed to know that Winona Ryder was in Star Trek? Who the hell in their right mind would cast Winona Ryder for a Star Trek movie?

Gemini Alpha wove his way through the crowd in search of his red-headed fiance, not needing to see her to know exactly where she stood. Of course, he didn't make it that far. The room spun once, and Andeon found himself with an elbow placed on Nemesis' shoulder, leaning on her.

“Shhhh,” he whispered quietly, Snuzzles quite comfortably curled up on his head, “Don't move. You have a drunk on yer shoulder. They're-” Hiccup, “venemous. Just stay still and you'll be okay.”

He'd been to meetings before but Taurus figured it would be in a place with heating. Thankfully he wasn't as cold as he could have been, only having to wrap his hands into his cape to keep his fingers from freezing off. The zodiac tried to keep himself as small as possible, knowing there really wasn't a way he could get to the rest of the zodiacs he could see from where he was caught in the corner. For once in his life, he really wished that he was more punctual. All the disadvantages of being late were starring him right in the face. Or they would have been had he had x ray vision that could see through people's shoulders. Being able to move more than a few inches in each direction would have been nice too.

All that aside, this was definitely unlike any other meeting and it was hosted by someone he'd never met before. Kurma. Taurus folded his arms over his chest, pulling the cape with him to still fight off the chill in the air. It didn't really matter who was hosting the meeting. If this Kurma could contact them all at once then it must have been of the utmost importance.

The murmuring had increased to an unintelligible buzzing sound as Kurma made himself known. Alcyone did not personally know the man, those his features did strike a resemblance to Merope's space-traveling tales. However, her attention was taken over by another female senshi that made her way to the group under the pretenses of being Orion's girl-friend.

What? When did this happen? Why doesn't anyone ever tell her these things?

"Um, hello!" She greeted awkwardly, lifting a hand and wiggling her fingers in a welcoming emphasis. Alcyone might have said a few more pleasantries to the sailor of burial, such as 'it's nice to meet you' or maybe even an introduction, had Ares not spoken up.

She couldn't help but smirk at the red-caped wonder. It would be her to step up and get straight to the point of all this. "I agree with Ares!" She called out. "What seems to be the problem? I'd like to know what we're getting into before we go anywhere."