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Alkaid heard the manly crying through her haze and slowly, ever so slowly, the blinding stars behind her eyelids began to ebb away to a tolerable level. Her head was still throbbing and her entire body felt bruised from being tossed and hit, but she could at least open her eyes and try to force herself to stand now.

It took a couple of tries but she was finally back on her feet, staring down at the crumpled senshi on the ground with as much contempt as she could muster with a swollen cheek and raging headache. Blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth, staining her pale neck with a river of blood. The dreads at the back of her head were stained with it as well, though it was hard to see anything beneath that mess of hair. Once she figured it out she was definitely going to be pissed at how long the clean up process would take.

Instead of stopping to assess her wounds though, the haggard looking corrupt senshi drew a heeled foot back (this was the only time she was ever thankful for pointed toe heels) and slammed her foot into the senshi's side, aiming for kidneys.

Scylla was right. This was a risk. But that was what war was: a series of calculated risks. At that moment, Ares wanted to understand precisely what they were up against. Queen Beryl was a known variable; but who were these new foes? "She can teleport, but let's find out how long she can go for," Ares said, wiping the long trail of blood from her nose.

As the two girls prepared to test the strength of the GQ, an unknown Negaverse assailant materialized suddenly behind Scylla. He cackled darkly, forcing his hand into her chest from behind. Ares spun sharply, gripping his forearm before he could pull out his hand to free Scylla of his life energy.

"NO," Ares barked.

Keeping her hand tight on his arm, Ares flipped over the Nega's back, using his weak positioning to her advantage. There was no time for questioning, or a real battle. Her hand released his arm for a moment, giving him hope of victory. If he could only get the starseed of an eternal... Ares felt the boy tense as he threw an elbow sharply into her gut. He started to pull his arm free, but misjudged his footing, falling backwards into Ares waiting arms -- and then she clamped her hands on either side of his head and snapped his neck.

The Nega's body slumped to the floor, his hands sliding out of Scylla's chest limply.

Chloe let out a tired, and yet somehow satisfied sounding grunt as she saw Uphane back up from the bolt. She had fired way too many of those today, she was going to demand sleep for a few days and all the cat n** she wants for this.

And tuna.

Shaking the thought away the Siamese bolted forward to get close enough to Orion to see the damage. While injured...nothing seemed life threatening. Once close enough... she also felt something that radiated from the senshi. "Orion give me your henshin pen.." She demanded with more force than she probably needed, not certain how long the negaverser would be out of commission she wanted to do this NOW. Pen now in mouth... she poured some of her now depleting energy stores into it.

And like Themis before him, Orion started to glow.

It seemed like whatever bad luck it was that Zinkenite had come across, it was contagious, and Uranophane had suddenly contracted a pretty bad case of it. Her arm had just started to recover from that damned cats stun ray, and she looked back up just in time to see Sailor Orion bathed in a pool of blinding light. Which then faded.

And then Sailor Orion looked different.

And then she was being bombarded by ******** meteors.

"Aaaarrrgh!" was really all she could say. The Captain threw her clipboard up in an attempt at shielding some of it off, but that only provided a bit of protection to her face. The rest of her was bombarded by a flurry of flying rocks, which dug small craters into the ground around her as she slowly fell down to it.

The pain didn't subside completely, but there was a sudden lessening that let Birhan know Wolframite had lost his grip on her starseed. A sudden buffetting of wind had her move just enough to cover her head and endure it. Air returned, even if mostly meant a lot of choking and gasping. She lay on the ground for a moment where she was. That last hit to head still had her reeling, and even though her starseed was safe again, everything hurt.

Tilting her head to one side, she saw Wolframite struggle back to his feet. She didn't have the energy for swearing aloud, but her mind filled with curses. Her attempts to emulate the Negaverse agent and stand were met with failure. Her leg muscles gave a weak spasm and she collapsed before she was even to her knees.

She focused on breathing, her eyes never leaving Wolframite. Except when her view was locked by a small boy stepping in front of her. The one who'd summonded the wind, she wondered? He raised his hands, clearly prepared to defend her again if Wolframite chose to attack.

Even though she wasn't the type who liked to rely on others, Birhan was relieved. Quail's presence gave her some extra time to recuperate. Already her breaths were coming more naturally. Experimentally, she made fists and moved her arms. They seemed to be responding. She felt at the side of her head, where the chain had struck, and her one non-bloody hand came away stained red. Excellent. Minor head wound on top of everything else. No wonder she still felt a bit woozy.

"Thank you," she told Quail. Her voice was raspy, but at least it worked. She struggled to her feet. Her steps were unsteady, but she didn't fall a second time. "I - we," she corrected herself, not about to leave the small boy here to face Wolframite, "should find Ares."

She knew she'd heard the BMC's leader yelling before. Strength in numbers sounded good right about now. And even though the odds were now two against one with Wolframite, Birhan had learnt her lesson and was completely willing to retreat this once.

She cast a dirty look in Wolframite's direction. And then began walking in Quail's direction, ready to pull him away with her as she left.

(( Permission from Demy to semi-control Quail and have him defend Birhan until Demy gets back n.n ))

Wolframite was down, and not once during the battle until that moment had General Tanzanite actually looked afraid.

She saw the Captain hit her ground, and her eyes traced the path back to one who had sent the attack. It was not a senshi, certainly not a member of the Negaverse, and did not appear to be a Guardian cat. Whoever, and whatever, it was, Tanzanite did not seem to care. Her hand reached into the chest of the nearest person she could find, and just then she did not even care if it was one of her own. Fortunately, though, it was a senshi's starseed that found it's way into her grasp, and a senshi's body that hit the ground once she had pulled it out.

She risked control by taking in too much of the energy, but she did not care.

Not if it meant keeping whoever the <********> that was from her favorite Captain.

Her body vanished from her position in the middle of the battlefield, teleporting to stand between Quail's Eye and Birhan and Wolframite. Her face was a mask of anger, eyes black and midnight with the energy of their enemy. The Arm came up, and a wicked smile scraped it's way over her sharp, bloody teeth. How dare they think to hurt an agent of the Negaverse and just walk away.

“Monstrous?” she practically spat the word, "Let me teach you about monsters, you stupid boy.”

The claws came forward, extending at lightning speed like five small javelins, all headed right towards the Guardian of Elysion.

((For those standing in front of Tanz, you can move out of the way or get skewered somewhere.))