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Bifrost petted Hara's hair and smiled at her. "I'm sure we're fine! This might be one of those weird knight lesson things. Don't you worry. If anything bad happens, I'll help you get out, okay?" said the Squire, looking at Hara with nothing less than promise and protection in her eyes. She understood the Page's nerves; the last time she'd been to space it had shocked her too. Especially being on the Surrounding again. She wanted to make the Page feel safe, even if Bifrost had no idea what was going on.

It was one of those wait and see things, and that's all they could do. Wait and see.

"I promise, if this all goes sour I will get you home safely. I swear it on my duty as the gatekeeper of the Bifrost." Her tone was incredibly serious and sincere, something slightly out of character for the Squire. After a few moments, she smiled again and glanced around.

"Perhaps we should sit for now, and see what happens?"

Andronicus looked up at the Page of Mars and snorted. That was such a load question and she didn't even know it. She'd been asked that so many times in the last few days, she almost fell into her aliby: she'd been out for a run when the warehouse exploded and went up in flames (regardless of the fact she hated running). She got blown back and licked with flames. The police certainly had bought it, but looked at her funny all the same. It didn't quiet explain the cracked ribs or the dislocated ankle though.

But this, this was another Page. She pushed her hood back, purple and black hair falling over her shoulders and back. The young woman chuckled softly before speaking. "Someone set a building on fire while a bunch of us powereds were still in it. Intent on burning most of us alive, I think. I had the unfortunate luck of being slammed into by a general and collided with the floor as his.. well... shield." She rolled a shoulder gingerly. "I've been out of the hospital all of... two hours? before I wound up here.

And where is... here exactly? I could use a healer to speed this up. Not being able to walk correctly sucks a**." She glanced around a few times. Healers would be amazing, but she didn't really know of any who were healers. Most went for DPS and tank classes. That was... unfortunate.

"Andronicus Page of Uranus, by the way."

Hara Berezaiti

Hara wouldn't normally have expected to feel in any way comforted by a relative stranger grabbing onto her, but in this case... especially with an mostly unfamiliar Chronos knight, and one she hadn't had an argument with about kittens making things better.

"...Ideally I'd like it if neither of us got chewed on something this time. I'd really like it if we didn't test the patience of the universe in bringing people back." She shuddered. "H...have you met Aelfheim? He's nice. Makes good fries too."




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Kairatos

"You left your guard down!" He pointed out, tilting his chin back as her fist came close enough to brush strands of blond hair, and knuckles thumped against the dark enameled metal of his armor, which earned a grunt and a laugh. "It's not Kairatos either... I'm pretty sure." He added to her audience. "Seriously this place looks like a friggin lecture hall. You think whoever yanked our leashes would at least let us bring note books and pens. Pop quiz maybe?" He joked, though the phrase 'yanked our leashes' made a darker expression flicker over his face.

Kaefaux

Guine

Alexandria blinked as he was pulled up the stares by Babylon. Hyper did not even begin to describe this guy. The dark haired page waved at the group, offering a small hi, before sitting down. He raised a curious brow at Babylons comment. Well, too be fair, Alexandria had thought the same thing.. But so far all he had seen was sad, and dry heat so it was an easy assumption. He was sure there were parts that were different.. He just hadn't seen them yet.. "Maybe he just hasn't seen the areas that are different yet.." He added quietly.

Laney's journey from Earth to Mars was complicated in two respects. In the first, because she had little experience with knighthood that had taught her anything except to go begging information from others. None of that information had included something like this, being yanked out of her regular life unceremoniously. In the second, because, where other knights had, in many cases, been going about their daily lives -- doing their jobs or on patrol or meeting with friends -- Laney was an unemployed high school dropout constantly struggling to self-motivate, and as a result had, at that very moment, been asleep in her bed in the midst of a very deep nap.

She woke to find herself in a desert, chokingly hot and red, in most of her page uniform (sans distaff), which was a very strange setting for a dream. Most of her dreams involved things like going to an exam for a class she'd forgotten she'd signed up for -- stuff related to her everyday life. She hadn't yet had a dream about being a knight.

Furthermore, she had never been (much to her own disappointment) a lucid dreamer, so the degree of awareness she now felt was more than a little uncommon for her.

In the midst of the desertscape rose a single, enormous coliseum. It was, superficially, similar in theme to her wonder -- a vast structure of white, Doric columns -- but her island was cool and tranquil, nothing like this dry, chapped environment or this outwardly martial-looking building. Having nowhere else to go, and with sand working its way into her shoes at the edges, Hvergelmir set off to what was inevitably meant to be her destination, wondering where the dream was going to take her.

Inside, there was a small, recessed stage; there were rows off tiered amphitheater seating, and -- occupying a sparse few of the benches available -- there was a cast of characters that she didn't recognize, wearing costumes that had precious to do with the trailing drapery and organic filigree of her dress. This was an odd dream indeed. If it was that.

Hanging back, Hvergelmir Page of Cosmos slid into the back row, waiting to see what was going on. She picked her feet up onto the bench, wrapping one hand around her knees, then used her free hand to begin pulling off her slippers and attempting to dump the sand out of them. If she really was dreaming -- which was now seeming less likely, though the alternative was even more outlandish -- then the sand was giving her dream blisters. Who put a theater in a place like this?

Aventine, Squire of Venus, felt exceptionally guilty when she appeared in the room; she might have been powered up, but she had—as was her weakness—stopped for food. She was midbite when suddenly Destiny City was gone and there was a room full of people in front of her. She blinked, and then looked down at the chicken sandwich in her hand, and then back around. Slowly she chewed again and tried to step backwards, creeping away from the crowd.

It hadn't taken long for her to realize that this wasn't just any old oddity—she was in a room full of knights.

Which was great, you know, since she figured they were all supposed to be allies and so no one was going to try and kill her.

It was only awkward if you took into account the fact that she was trying to stuff half a chicken sandwich in her mouth in one bite.

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Newgrange, Page of Earth was, at least, more diligent in his knightly duties than Aventine was; he had carefully scheduled when he should be out and powered up, and when he had to worry about work, and trying to keep up the normal appearances of day-to-day life. He had been a Page for a short while now, and he was still on shaky grounds insofar as what he was supposed to be doing.

Being whisked away to some strange location in the middle of a walk he thought he knew well was disorienting and confusing. His senses were assaulted with a mass of auras, and it took more time than he was proud of to realize that they were knights. He hadn't really met anyone—a few sparse senshi and a rogue page here or there—while powered, so suddenly, standing in a room of knights, he was met with a little bit of overload.

Some symbols he recognized, some he didn't; all he knew was that there was more skin showing than he had been expecting, and maybe his eyes lingered a little longer than they should have. Shamefully he'd had to pry his gaze away, and he shifted positions awkwardly.

He wasn't not a people person, but he was used to interacting in an environment where he understood what the hell was going on. Not…on some strange planet with a bunch of strange people who—

Who…might have known what was going on?

Theoretically this was a good opportunity, right? Hadn't he just been lamenting over being so lost and aimless, wishing he could figure out what was going on?

Except…what was he supposed to ask? He kept his eyes open, not going out of his way to disappear into the background, but neither was he comfortable approaching anyone for discussion. Instead, he lingered nearby a chatty group and eavesdropped, hoping to build some information before he opened his mouth and made a fool of himself.

Niflhel nodded back to Shang "No problem, I'm Niflhel of Saturn." He added looking around to all the new people he didn't know as well hoping they had all caught that because while he didn't mind repeating himself he didn't want to have to do this a million times. Though some of them probably remembered him from the knight's temple.

Niflhel lofted a brow at Babylon. "Well, I'm assuming that what's going to happen is it's going to be a hunger games style event where we have to pick each other off and speak as if we're in Roman era. To appease whomever has brought us here." As he spoke he kept his tone even and the fact he constantly kept a serious face didn't help the matter any. However, the Saturn knight was kidding. "Though I'd settle for a nice play. Maybe something more to do."

He was scanning the crowds to see how many Saturn knights there were and if there were any Polaris Knight. He was at least attempting to keep tabs on his Princess' (well his girlfriend, their princess) and how many there were. So short of the occasional comment or wave he was mostly silent unless directly spoken to.

He'd seen Bifrost wave and he waved back to the Squire. Niflhel couldn't help but look quizzically at Babylon when the other suddenly spotted a Mercury page (Alexandria) staring as the other knight bounced around and hugged the page. "Wellll that was interesting."

He paused as he noticed Celsus, "Celsus, pleasure to see you again!" He gave a small wave to Chronos Knight. He also saw Valhalla and was more than happy to offer the knight a friendly wave as well. "Hello Valhalla, long time no see." Granted some of that might have been the Saturn Knight's fault. He'd been keeping to his own busy schedule.

And with that Babylon was back, and Niflhel was raising another brow. "Welll... what if it's all sand from one point to another or all snow? Then it kind of would look all the same. Even the foot prints left behind if the wind didn't cover them." He pointed out even if the other knight had been joking.

He paused when Themi started talking about light layers and not minding being covered in sand. "They really should fix it so we're dressed at least semi appropriately." He started unbuttoning his sleeves and rolling them up so he wouldn't be so hot, the only other option was to rip them from his shirt and make a vest. He also heard the question about medical stuff, "Uh... don't think our weapons work here so if we had healers that's probably not gunna happen." He did however get up and move to Themi and Andronicus, "Here need a hand? I'll be more than happy to help you to a chair, it sounds like you've been through quite a bit. By what you're saying I'm going to assume there was a broke rib involved as well?" He frowned having remember his from when he was a civilian. "You'll probably heal a little faster, than normal as it is since you're a Knight instead of a civilian but it's still going to be rough. Best advice is if you can avoid it don't power up until you're heal. . . " He paused, "This moment is unavoidable it seems."

Buyan nodded at Alfhiem "Yes, Alien weather." She nodded looking contemplative. "Though my wonder is underwater soooo. . . ." There was a shrug as she frowned because Palatine was still all alone so she nodded, "I think I will, Palatine was pretty nice when I met her at the Knight Temple, so I don't know why she's all alone."

"Were you still open when you got pull away?" Buyan asked, tilting her head before waving at Palatine. "How's it going, well besides you know our obvious situation. Also not really, I've never quite been whisked away in such a manner." She rubbed the back of her head as she was still a page. "I don't think I do very good at this knight business."

Buyan couldn't help but shoot a strange look to Hara Berezaiti when the other mentioned space whale since she was within ear shot. "A what kind of whale?"

((I just got back from work about an hour 20 minutes ago -- I think I covered everything I wanted/could handle atm. XD; UM if I missed you guys it's not because I didn't wanna reply ;; it's because I lost track of who I was replying to.))