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The....the senshi just ran. She just RAN away like it was nothing. WTF?! Didn't these senshi have any rules in fighting? You didn't just take off running! HE WANTED TO PUNCH HER FACE IN!

Growling, he dismissed his weapon and took off, going after the girl he was set at the moment to destroy. At least for now - on principle. He had no idea what other fights and battles were going on on the field when he was chasing her and then when he noticed at long last where she was, he wanted to kick her again for finding another opponent! He was a Captain! Couldn't she just be happy with with that sort of competition?!

Frustrated beyond reason, he summoned his weapon and aimed for Sinon. For the love of the Negaverse, he hoped his sight was with him.

HP: 50 still!

((HP: 31-5=26))

Focused as she was on Pegasus and Quail Boy – had Quail Boy just attacked the person he was supposed to guard? – Mica didn’t see the punch coming. The punch caught her on the shoulder, spinning her around. She tried to steady herself with her wings, but all she succeeded in doing was tripping herself up and landing on the ground.

Ow.

Mica finally allowed herself to press one hand to her aching ribs as she carefully tried to get back up, glaring at the newcomer. He looked far too clean healthy and healthy for her liking. Perhaps if she could mess up his face a bit she’d like it more? There was an idea. When she could stand up, of course.

Oh oh looked like her attack was effective, more than what she expected actually. But now Painite was focused on her.
No time to be scared. She made an new ball in her palm and shouted at the Negaverse before attacking again.

"Yeh, not fair to be two against one, come here !"

There was a blinding pain, searing like a thousand broken suns in her shoulder blade, and a moment later she noticed blood dripping from something a few feet away, molted feathers drenched in a pool of blood. For a second it didn't register, and she lay on her stomach staring at the wing in Mica's hand, her mouth agape, barely breathing from the pain that was wrenching through her entire body. It didn't occur to her that this is what death felt like. It didn't register that she was dying, never reaching this far, in her entire time as a senshi. Even that night she had fought Linarite in the rain, Chloe had been there to save her, giving her the power to become Super Sailor Pegasus. But there was no Chloe now, and she could see out of the corner of her eye Uranophane approaching, murder in her eyes, the words 'traitor' echoing in the air.

She did not believe she was going to die until that moment. And even then, it was a surreal feeling, a nauseating fear she did not quite understand, as much from regret as fear.

At first, the sight of Quail's Eye beside her was a blessing. Someone familiar... someone she trusted... it was nice, and she almost automatically she reached up to try to touch him, smiling weakly. But she saw the look in his eyes, heard the regret in his voice, and she froze, her own gold-blue eyes widening, breathing shallowly so her broken ribs would allow her to talk, her voice still weak with the effort.

"No..."

Don't do this, don't lock me out, don't force me not to fight, let me fight, I need to redeam myself I need to protect you I need to protect Elysion I need toIneedtoIneedto...

"No Quail, no, no no no no no NO!"

Reaching out, she tried to grab hold of Quail Eye's sleeve just as the the piercing wind tossed her into oblivion. Sailor Pegasus disappeared in a soft gust of feathers, so when Uranophane's boot came down, there was nothing there.

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In Eve and Rea's apartment, Rea Marshall sat straight up in bed, beads of cold sweat trickling from her brow. For a second it took her a moment to realize where she was, and she flailed with shaking hands to try to re-enter Elysion, try to force herself back into the fight. But whether it was Quail or her body or Elysion itself, she could not find the little crevice in space to allow her through.

Shaking, both from the agonizing pain even the act of breathing envoked and the sobs threatening to consume her, she let her head collapse back on her pillow, unable to will herself up to the Red Light District hospital.

PELIOS IS OUT!

Eve Summers was late.

It wasn't that she had forgotten Elysion; it was something she couldn't forget when her roommate was the guardian of that very sanctuary. (It wasn't exactly a sanctuary anymore, but they were fighting for it to be a sanctuary, at the very least.) It was only when she had reached home, being kept late by the workload DCU had piled on her, that she realized that there was a strange sound coming from Rea's room.

Instinctively, she rushed over, seating herself on the side of Rea's bed, taking her hand and asking her quietly exactly what had happened, a feeling of dread sinking in her stomach. "Elysion." Was the only word her best friend managed to choke out, and she understood.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there earlier."

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But I'm here now.

Flora entered Elysion, expression stormy. It was terrible to come home to see her best friend so broken up, and even more terrible that she hadn't been there besides her in battle. There was a desire in her to hurt someone, to make someone pay. To make all those terrible invading Negaversers suffer. The rage within her almost made her neglect that wings had burst out of her back, but when she spotted someone, her breath nearly left her.

The dreadlocks girl. The one who had almost wiped out Euterpe.

"Right." Flora said, gritting her teeth and shouting out her attack, sounding particularly murderous. "Flora Pollen Storm!" The cloud of pollen was directed right at Alkaid; having one particular target was enough for now.

HP: 40

Painite looked ready to attack Spica, and paused when Labyrinthite appeared at her side. She grinned at him, relieved to see him in one piece, though she wasn't looking her best.

"An extra hand couldn't hurt," she said, looking around at the combatants around her. So many left to bring down, but they would just have to work harder to do it: they couldn't let the senshi win.

Seeing Pegasus get expelled from the plane had been intense, though at least Painite knew she had done some damage to her before the guardian had, she now understood, done his duty to protect her. She respected him for that, at the very least, but she couldn't say she liked it.

Her eyes wandered back to Spica, gripping Mr. Saddles tightly. Her knuckles were white from hanging on to him. She charged, swinging the wooden horse-head-on-a-stick at Spica with as much strength as she could muster, though she was admittedly running low on it.

Alkaid grimaced as the attack hit her, blindsided her in fact. She had been ready to pummel Quail and send him after his mistress when.. she was suddenly coughing and choking in a cloud of pollen. Had someone finally decided to attack her at last?

With watering eyes and weezing lungs, Alkaid turned to squint her eyes through the hazy cloud and find her attacker. She vaguely recognized her though had no name to put to her face. All she knew now was that this was a direct challenge - the rest of the negaverse would have to excuse her for a while.

Without a shout or any other warning, Alkaid used the wings on her back to gain speed and send her zipping across the ground towards the senshi. With no offensive attack in her arsenal, her fist would have to do, and she aimed it right at Flora's stomach.

HP: 42

Hp 28
Ouch, it was the first time Spica received an attack for someone other than youma and actually it hurt more than what she thought. She received both attack at the same time. She almost fainted under the pain, but she had saw Pegasus was gone and there was no way she would run away.

She bit her lips and smiled “You can only do this?” but she was only pretending because she was already in bad state for her first battle.
She managed to throw the wax ball, the other one disappear with the attack. She was aiming for Painite’s arm like the first time because she saw it was painful for her. It was not fire but still hot wax ball will hurt.

She looked at Labyrinthite with fierce eyes “Oups sorry, I am not really good with orders”