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Soleiyu

Soleiyu had suffered quite enough shadowy trouble in the past week; he'd have been happy not to have to deal with any more. He'd been so good, recently! After the dogs he'd even managed to stay inside for the most part.

So this?

This wasn't fair.

The Mauvian had stepped outside--in the backyard--with the intent to check an outlet for the newest project he was working on when he felt something brush against his flank--and then curl into his fluffy white fur. It grabbed him, though it wasn't painful as much as it was surprising.

He clawed at the ground desperately, trying to drag his way back inside, to the light, away. It was no use. He was dragged into a puddle of shadow, undignified and ashamed. At least, in the darkness, no one coudl see him.

...And then, he started glowing.

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Arnica, Dark Mirror Senshi

Mirrorwalking was supposed to be fun, they'd said. Mirrorwalking was supposed to be convenient, they'd said.

Mirrorwalking was supposed to get you where you wanted to go.

And yet, somehow, Arnica was in a completely black space with no identifiable features and no clear path out--and he hadn't even made it to the mirror.

The full sized silver mirror had been hidden beneath a great tree in the park; he was two, three steps away from it when he felt the tight grip of fingers on his boots, and the unmistakable tug of something dragging him into the strange black shadow that seemed to darken beneath the tree.

He slipped into the ground; it felt more like jumping into cool water than it did falling.

Arnica arrived in darkness, alone, watching as lights faintly flickered nearby.

...He shouldn't have been powering up without Kibirev.

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Aiden Hale

True to his word Alexandre had in fact made time to go visit a haunted house just as they had planned.

After work, they ate dinner together then went to the one heald at the local performing arts theater. Needless to say, when acting is a persons career they can really make a production come alive. They didn’t simply just scream and jump out at patrons for a simple startle but rather the cast and crew really got into their roles; the way they moved and an array of sounds they made really gave Aiden the chills a few times in there.

In light of it all, he did his best to remain brave, as did Alex, but Aiden knew at what point his boyfriend got scared because at that same moment he lost feeling in his right arm from being held on to tightly.

By the time they stepped out into the streets, it felt as if for a moment their relationship had been carefully placed back on track. However, while it didn’t seem to be moving anywhere, for now, it definitely had a heading. Or so he thought...

Dark skies loomed overhead and before the two of them could reach the car, he felt a clawed hand grab ahold of him. For a second he thought it was one of the actors in the parking lot but when he turned around there was nothing but dark shadows to be seen.

“Alex-” He called out as another hand clamped over his mouth effectively silencing him while prying him free from his boyfriend’s hold. Desperation gripped him as he reached out as he was pulled backward and down into the dark abyss

Corrupt Sailor Meridiana

The plan was as it had always been for the last several months. Power up, and with the use of her medallion, try to get a more accurate number or record of who was active this time of year.

Some records in the database appeared to be out of date, last entries being many years ago. Perhaps the person in question was dead and had not been updated to say they were deceased. Maybe they had already been persuaded to join the Negavers. Or… there was the other possibility that they had achieved a higher rank and the description no longer matched the name.

As of now, Meridiana had four solid reports and one that was heavily redacted for a personal reason.

Unfortunately, what was supposed to be routine quickly shifted into something more dangerous. Zinkenite had taught her to be more aware of her surroundings but how the hell was she supposed to do that when it was the shadows themselves was what had grabbed ahold of her, tugging at her dress and arm as it dragged her down into a place darker than night itself.

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Super Sailor Nephthys

Watching the rain roll in all day, curled up in the warmest clothing she could find, Genevieve hadn't liked the feeling of dread which filled her slowly over the course of the day. The clouds, darker and darker in nature, weren't normal and by the time the rain had mostly stopped Genevieve was sure something was up but wasn't sure what. It was dark out, pitch black in fact, but it didn't keep her from slipping outside with a few quick parting words to her parents. The cats were all fed, and lounging about her room and various parts of the house, and she was glad they were all indoor cats right now. Something was up and she worried for what may have befallen them if they were outdoor cats, or indoor and outdoor.

As she got further from home she found herself powering up, if only to give herself a sense of comfort and power. It was short lived though as something grabbed her and pulled her, though not too roughly, into the darkness. It was strange arriving to wherever she was, she really couldn't tell with all the darkness, it certainly was strange.

When she started to move, wanting to test out her own limbs, she found herself hitting into things and things pressing against her like sheets. Sheets that moved and things under her feet as she walked...almost like rocks. Stumbling she caught her balance as she spied some people in the distance. Each one outlines in a light of shorts, at least that helped. Maybe someone would be safe to approach, as slowly as that might be.

The spreading darkness had been a concern for Lysithea ever since it really started drawing in and she told the boys at the house that she would be right back, that she just wanted to check on it. Check on it and make sure that Soleiyu was okay and to make sure that the giant marshmallow was going to get home safe before it decided to rain.

…Or….

Whatever.

The darkness didn’t look like rain darkness…and with the way goosebumps were popping out all over her skin, it didn’t really feel like it either. She had been in this city long enough to know that…things happened. And sometimes those things sucked.

She paused by a building, lingering for a moment in the shadow that was cast by it, her sapphire eyes moving to look up at the sky once again, her face marred by a frown. It was so distracting to be looking up that she had no time to notice or make any moves to stop the sudden hands that grabbed her, pulling her back into an inky blackness.

No. She had been right. It wasn’t going to rain…it was going to do something…Destiny City related…and that was never a good thing.
Thank god she hadn’t let Evan or Zac come with her. Lysithea would have kicked herself if either of them got hurt.

As she began to glow, she looked down at her hands in mild fascination, and mild horror, thinking of giant anglerfish, especially when she saw other shapes in the distance, also glowing faintly. Perhaps…she was about to become fish food? Well…not today.

Mia Seidel*

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More and more of the glowing lights were appearing, and it seemed like the sources were indeed other people. One had even answered! Good sign. There were callouts and confusion all over, but Mia wasn't alone. She headed carefully toward whomever had responded.

Not even two steps and the creepy place had to stomp all over her growing hopefulness. It was no longer silent aside from the obvious chatter. There were sounds: quick rustles, almost skittering across the uneven, broken ground. Someone or something else was here, and whatever it was didn't glow. A crackle of stone very nearby caused the civilian to spin on her heel, but her pale effervescence unveiled nothing. Shadows within shadows. So focused was she on the phantom movement in the unfathomable gloom that she was caught completely off-guard when the unnerving scampering sounded right in front of her.

Close, too close! Before any further thought there was a heavy weight on the toe of one boot, a brushing of something hairy and muscular sweeping past. It had literally stomped on her foot, and felt as though it was circling. And she still couldn't see anything! There was a huff of icy breath upon the nape of her neck, and before she could react the woman was sent sprawling across the jagged earth from a sharp push to the small of her back. She landed hard with a yelp, the jarring impact sending pain radiating through her knees and elbows during the fall. Thankfully, smashing the crown of her head into a pile of blocks-that-weren't-there brought the historian to an abrupt halt. One hand went to a small cut on her cheek, courtesy of the broken rocks across which she'd skidded, the other to her head in an attempt to clear the starbursts dancing across her vision.

"Wonderful," she groaned thickly, clearly dazed as she felt around in an attempt to find anything that could serve as a makeshift weapon. Nothing. Figured.

Mia's pain was offset by growing, smouldering annoyance. She tended to take pride in her awareness, a trait that had kept her relatively safe on many expeditions. To be caught so unawares was frustrating, but given the strange and dangerous circumstances she quickly began to forgive herself. She could go through a mental beat-up later, after escaping whatever was attempting to the same to her physically.

The only silver lining was that the blow had knocked her closer to the glow of the person who had answered earlier. A red-headed woman, from what could be discerned in the wan light. Continuing to scan the shadows, Mia climbed to her feet and crept backward toward her new possible companion. There hadn't been any other cries for help, perhaps there was only the one and she'd been its first lucky victim? Best to assume otherwise until proven correct though.

"Mia Seidel would be asking," she finally retorted, the relief evident in her tone hopefully diffusing any brusqueness in her voice. "Careful, there's something sneaking around and it's aggressive."

She ran the back of a hand across her cut cheek as if to prove the claim.

"Could've at least bought me a coffee first."

It figured, really. For the most part, Tristan's work on his PhD consumed his time, but the one time he decides to power up into Mycenae and explore, he ends up dragged into some strange, dark dimension.

At least he wasn't alone. With a brief, tense exhale, he stepped forward, moving towards the glowing figures of other people; with things moving in the dark, Mycenae was not about to trust in his abilities alone. Better to find someone and stick with them.

He felt something strange and cold on the back of his neck, and whirled, swinging his shillelagh. It came in contact with something large, and strange, and soft enoguh to give and squirm away. <********," he swore, under his breath, and he turned, back towards the nearest person.