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 Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:19 pm
Lucky Square 7!
Oh, good. There were more fellow senshi around and the numbers were increasing. Gianfar smiled and sighed with a bit of relief, waving to them and moving closer to them all. He didn't recognize anyone, however. Not yet. Most of them were quite lucky, however. Shorts, light clothes...except the small little girl. And the redhead. "Sailor Gianfar, of chivalry." He introduced himself as Europa and Ganymede did as well. It was best they know each other, right? Someone else was approaching and he turned around to see who it was, once again relieved it was another senshi. Oh, he looked unhappy...couldn't blame him though, right?
Gianfar smiled encouragingly. "Why the long face? It'll be okay, right? We've got this...except for a very unhappy voice things seem to be going okay so far!" And damn was that voice unhappy.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:22 pm
Square 5, please!
Captain Alumo frowned at the scene before him as more people started showing up. And not just those from the Negaverse and Senshi, but civilians as well…? Oh, this was going to be even more interesting.
“Why the hell are we jus’ standing aroun’??” he called out, loudly, hoping for others around him to actually react and pick up their weapons and start doing what they were supposed to be doing — gaining them another field for their advantage against the war with the Senshi. He only knew them by name and face, having been briefed on whom he would be fighting alongside, but he doubted anyone knew who he was, other than the fact that he’d been transferred to Destiny City for the purpose of aiding the Negaverse however possible. So he could really care less what they thought of him, or even if they cared to know who the hell he was — just another officer.
The dark eyed Captain pushed off the black rock, his staff in hand as he moved forward towards the Senshi. The sooner they got rid of them, the sooner they could claim another area.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:23 pm
Square 5!
Ganymede followed the motion of Europa's hand with his eyes, spying the area of the field she was pointing to. Wasn't that sort of in the center? Somehow that seemed like a bad idea to him.
Now the question was, to follow or not? He could just do his own thing. He had last time. Er... but that had ended badly. He'd been internalizing about that horrible experience for a week. He should probably start trying to actually interact with these people more, and maybe having a few more of them around would help him from getting his a** kicked again.
Of course, having a civilian around wasn't going to help matters. What was a civilian doing there anyway?? Crap, that wasn't good. He remembered being a normal, innocent civilian and getting caught up in all this mess and it had not been a fun experience. Ugh. What was he supposed to do? This sucked. Could he, like, wake up now? 'Cause that would be great.
"Yeah, I guess we should," he agreed, figuring there was no point in arguing and staying by himself. He'd just end up making himself an easier target if he went about things that way, and then he'd probably get ganged up on again. She could lead the way, though. He'd just... lag a few steps behind. You know, in case he had to make a run for it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:24 pm
ZONE FIVE something that rhymes with five
There was a gang? Oh, what was even the use, Tate had no idea what was going on and besides that she was also just confused. There were a lot of senshi and Negaversers here, and she... Well, you know, it was just a little amazing. She hadn't imagined there were quite as many terrorists as she was seeing here.
"Europa," said Tate after scrabbling through her memories. She absorbed the new uniform with an aura of polite bemusement; it became outright confusion when she looked Ganymede over. Seriously?... She might have seen more clothing on strippers. Or on Corrector Yui in that one episode... Still, on average, the poor... guy... had to be either really, really cold or just.
...It had to be a guy. No girl would expose herself like that. Tate coughed into one fist, awkward and averting her gaze as she followed Europa to the middle of the area. At least her longer legs--she was a couple inches taller than both of her... "gang"... afforded her a quicker pace, and she pulled a bit ahead of Europa. Her work uniform, the blouse and jeans and headscarf, made her feel more than a little overdressed.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:25 pm
It looked like it was straight back to Square One for Sailor Atlas.
He didn't want to be here. He never wanted to be here. That was always the problem. It had been nearly a year and a half since he'd first been awakened, and he still found absolutely zero appeal in the senshi job. If he had his way he wouldn't be doing this at all -- his henshin pen would have been stuffed into a sock drawer and promptly forgotten. But he was bound by fate and duty, wasn't he? He had a team to follow, didn't he? Every time he tried to not go through with it, he felt humiliatingly like he was ignoring a part of himself.
And a lot of the times he did go through with it, he ended up regretting it.
Like now.
He'd drifted off to Elysion, and followed a scattered line of senshi to an active volcano. The heat was visibly drifting off the ground; Atlas could feel a film of sweat forming on his forehead, and he hadn't had to take a single step for it. Hopefully he'd come out of it with his eyebrows intact. And there was the matter of the infuriated voice at the top of the mountain...
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:27 pm
Square 7!
And so it begun.
The cat ran forward, leaping into the fray. There were senshi everywhere.. good. She felt a pang of sorrow towards them but pride as well... some would be lost this battle, as the other two. Blood would stain the stones they now stood on.
Approaching a few senshi as they were saying introductions... the feline eyes Gianfar and Merlin with a curious eye. "Merlin, best keep your guard up." Gianfar was right... the boy looked nervous.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:34 pm
It looked like there was no cure for Merlin's continuous frown. He was less worried about the fight, and more worried about getting involved in the fight himself. He wanted the senshi to win this, because it seemed important. Why else were so many gathered here? Something was going to happen, and Yahya had no desire to be involved in it. The frown disappeared for all but a second as he flashed Gianfar an anxious smile. "Sailor Merlin, Senshi of Magic Tricks..." It felt oddly right to say it, but he wasn't quite comfortable with this identity yet.
"I just want to go back home..." He wanted to lay on the couch in his apartment, snuggle up with Columbus, and take a nap. He wouldn't have to worry himself over what was going on here... but now that he thought about it, leaving now would make him even more worried. What would the outcome be? He hated the idea of people getting hurt, and this was brewing into a situation where people would fall to ill intents.
"I-I know." He really didn't, but he had to pretend to be, right? The last thing he wanted to do was cause the cat and Gianfar to worry over him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:35 pm
Square 2!
Zirconia's mind was going a mile a minute. Leopard's Eye, Negaverse, where was Ares? Oh s**t, where'd Maia go? Holy crap, there's Azzo. It was more chaos than she was used to handling and it didn't take much to make the finicky creature spaz out.
In a moment of panic she darted out to the fray and attempted to dart back out, landing on a rock with stiff legs, an arched back, and all the clear signs of an agitated cat. At the very least she had spotted Maia and relaxed just slightly, content to stay back and watch the senshi of song so long as she could see she was in one piece for the time being.
Now to make herself brave enough to get off her new rock and move around again...
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:36 pm
Square 5
Azzo noticed Europa, "No Polaris?" He asked as he paused beside the senshi and noticed Mia and even Zirconia. He seemed a bit confused but calm enough standing there. It might not would've done any good to have Polaris there anyways there seemed to be no metal.
He frowned softly as his hair seemed unruly. Eyes searching the grounds for anything useful as a weapon. Rocks mostly, fossils or otherwise, "There's a lack of decent weapons." He seemed disappointed, he knew how these things worked, negaverse, senshi. They were at odds.
Azzo shifted, he was trying not to look embarrassed either, he was dressed in pj bottoms and puppy paw slippers. He sighed, figuring he better start wearing a shirt to bed if things were going to get this weird. Specially, if they woke up and found everyone had the same dream, again.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:37 pm
Square ******** VOLCANO
Leopard's Eye looked down upon the growing crowd, his temper flaring up like the land around him. They were trespassers in Elysion, Senshi and Negaverse alike, and yet they would fight over his domain as if it were theirs to contest? The thought of it made the flames around him flicker a brilliant blue, his voice rising in a wordless grunt of annoyance.
No. He would not give them time to ravage his homeland.
One fiery fist came down with a deafening crash, rocks rolling down the mountain side. The tremor swept through the field, opening cracks between the hardened rocks. As if summoned, scalding water rushed up through them in geysers as tall as the combatants themselves.
((You now have scalding hot water coming up in gesyers around your feet. Enjoy your day at Leopard's Eye Spa.))
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:38 pm
(( Square 9 ))
"Déjà vu."
Boreas whispered the words as he once again found himself on the edge of another great battlefield. Black, edged rock lay under his feet and all around the senshi of winter. Rich, dark ash was a great juxtaposition to the green fields of the previous battle. He couldn't say he possessed the fondest of memories though. After all, his waking world seemed more welcoming than the fields of Elysion. However, he didn't wallow in thought for more than a few brief seconds. Contemplation and fear didn't suit him. He wasn't going to let past mistakes guide him to another failure. No, this time would be different. He just knew it! It just had to be!
"Come on Nega-freaks! I need to knock out some more brain-washed zombies!"
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:38 pm
Heading to Four. Oops, wrong door.
Wolframite had spotted Zink and smiled to him from over where he was, giving him a wave. After their glorious defeat of Quail, thus sealing the territory as their own, he had been feeling upbeat and puffing with pride since. He tried not to let it go to his head, but he was feeling as if he, Zink, Uranophane, and Fayalite were a winning team. He wanted to ensure that same vicotry again after tasting it, and was making his way over when he stopped DEAD in his tracks at the sight of Tate.
Tate..........
A wave of memories as thick and overwhelming as the surrounding heat rose up and he fought them back down, thinking about his past crush and the girl he kept away from. Tate had grown up and moved away and, as he still remained in High School, they lost contact. Then again, maybe it was his fault. He let things stop between them. He knew she was probably doing better and he had to stop. He even stopped visiting her as Wolframite, but kept the contract with Zink and Scheelite going to protect her. Would they do the same here, now?
As much as they didn't see each other, and he hadn't visited her as Wolframite since, he wanted to make sure she was safe. Taken care of. This was no place for her. It was one of the big reasons he stopped seeing her. That and........other things.
He didn't want her to get hurt. Why couldn't she be sleeping at home in some other dream world than here?! He made his move to follow her, but with the rising heat and moving senshi and Negas, he lost sight of her. He wanted to call out to her, but knew that would be a death sentence if he did. A nega calling for a civilian? Both sides would either kill her or kill him!
Instead, he wandered, looking for her. The little nightingale from his past.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:39 pm
Square 8
Bismuthite wasn't all too sure how he felt about being here, in Elysion, again, but he had come anyway. He was working hard, lately - working for hard-earned praise, working to become someone who would be remembered. Well, the BMC was sure to remember him, but that was another matter entirely. And he still had no clue what the BMC was, much less that it existed. And that he was on their radar. That would change soon enough, probably.
Right now, there was a lot of heat, a lot of lava, and a very angry Leopard to deal with. And the hell, geysers? Bismuthite stepped back as one suddenly appeared before him, way too close for comfort. The hell...
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:40 pm
Square 2 for me!
Maia tugged at the collar, and fiddled with the sleeves of her little half jacket as she moved across the terrain. Zirconia came into her view once more and she quickly moved to the cat before she lost sight of the parallels, the BMC's guardian cat.
"Hey Ziconia. Have you seen Ares or the rest of the court anywhere around?"
She didn't have much time to wait for an answer as she dogded a geiser and then another and another. It was like a awful and very hot dance. She did not want to be scalded.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:42 pm
Ever Ambrodiel wasn't dressed appropriately for this world. The pajama pants slung low on his hips were about three sizes too big, the strings tied as tight as they could go to keep them up, the tops of rubber-duck-bedecked boxers poking out over the top. His hair was mussed with sleep, his feet bare, his expression blurry. Here, the bruising around his eye was more muted, like he'd forgotten it was there, scratches and scrapes on his arms faded out nearly invisible -- and he thought, maybe, he was an inch or two taller...
...but that was probably just ego.
He came into being in square 6 and stood there stupidly, staring around himself in absolute befuddlement. Ever'd never had a dream anything like this before, and he decided quickly that he didn't really like it.
"The hell?" His bed had been so warm, maybe that prompted the lava and the heat and damn if he didn't wish he had some shoes.
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