Welcome to Gaia! ::

(Posting from my my phone again, sorry if i miss anything.)

Tony, or perhaps Camelot, looked at the others as they answered in turn he had taken stock of the area and deemed it safe enough. He had no feeling of dread and though he wasn't sure if he would be able to sense any chaos in the area it still seemed fairly quiet.

The squire of earth gave kyndall a quick hug, and kept her close after nodding to answer hwr question, then looked at who he knew to be valhalla. He saw the others he recognized, among them anwyn and babylon, as well as some new faces and ones he had only just started seeing around the city.

"It seems we have been gathered here." He said, first to some and then speaking a bit louder. "Perhaps we are meant to sit down? How many of us are here? And how many seats?"

If Something were to happen, he imagined it had to do with them being gaathered together in this place that felt likea castle, all of them knights. There was purpose in the air as well, like the air around them knew what thwy should do even of they didn't, that could not be a coincidence. Still, he got no sense of foreboding, which made him curious. And increasingly fascinated. He sat down and tried to count chairs and people to answer his own question.

As candle's slowly began to cast a ghostly glow on everyone, Lorne sat dumbfounded. Lorne didn't have any clue what was going on, or who these people were, but he somehow seemed to know that they were..like him. Whatever he was. He wasn't sure. He hadn't exactly been able to figure out on his own how he was to become this 'Mont Blanc' again. And it wasn't like he really had anyone to ask. They'd of all just thought he was crazy, and he didn't want to drive off the few friends he had at school. He wasn't sure how to ask anyway...

Lorne bit his lip and thanks to the illumination of the other candles, found out nearby of his own and lit it.

This done, he once again gripped the arms of his chair like a lifeline. Scared, Lorne looked at all the faces that he could now see, or almost see in some cases. Just how many people were here? Why couldn't he remember anything, like how he'd even ended up here?

"I-uh...hn..." He began to say something, but didn't seem to know what to say, so he clammed up again.

Slumping in to the chair again however proved to be a less than comfortable option. Lorne was known for his poor posture. This chair was totally trolling him, he decided, as he found that sitting up right and proper made things a little more tolerable. He'd have gotten up to explore if only to save his poor bum, but he was afraid to. Obviously he wasn't the bravest guy here....

Kyndall took the seat next to Tony. She knew he'd want to stay close and, quite frankly, it made her feel better, too. She was busy thinking as she lit her candle. The brighter illumination allowed her to look around but unfortunately did not illuminate far enough for her to see everything. The acoustics did not carry and though some had found a door she wanted to stay here with everyone else. Why would she venture off into the unknown?

Kyndall took an immediate look around her to confirm what the floor was and see what sort of setting they were in. It felt like a castle though she didn't know why she felt that way.

"Tony, do you know anyone here?" she whispered.

She knew he and she were knights but that was not enough for her to infer that everyone here was the same. The sad fact of the matter was that she knew very little in the way of the civilian identities of her fellow senshi and knights. She guarded her secret and she expected others did, too. They could be surrounded by Negas or civilians for all she knew. After all, they were in civilian clothes, she thought though it was not her taste, and they were not powered up.

This was all very strange.

"Or just a sleeve," he amended, although he felt the start of a smirk forming when he realized that this kid thought he was hitting on him. In reality... he just didn't want to use his own shirt. "I thought the fabric might catch faster than the wood, but I guess we'll see," he shrugged.

"Besides," he continued, still sticking his head into the fireplace to check the flue, "It looks like we've got everyone else waiting on us. Look how prim and proper they all look, all sitting up straight in their chairs. Precious," he teased under his breath, although he was sure that there wasn't any way for them to not sit up straight in those chairs.

"You okay?" Sessrumnir asked, looking over to where Lorne was sitting. It sounded like he was about to say something but then decided not to. "I doubt you have to raise your hand in a setting like this. Just spit out whatever you want, 'kay?" It was the teacher in him, he told himself. He doubted this guy was anywhere close to the age of his students, but he didn't like seeing people feel out of place.

Unless it was him making them feel out of place, but then that just meant they couldn't take a joke and needed to stop thinking so seriously all the time.

Sedna raised his hand in a wave to all looking around the table.

"Yo."

As a neptune knight that didn't get out much, Sedna knew almost nobody in this room. With the exception of one-- and he wasn't sure Tony even recognized him. They were in a castle of some sort .. or a room that probably belonged in what should have been a castle. This room looked quite impressive, even with the unfavorable lighting.

"Ah, yes, thank you very much," said Fritz, as the candle flickered and lit. He smiled broadly at the boy he stood next to and clapped a friendly hand against his arm.

"Fritz," he said. "A pleasure, Breu, though I can't say I didn't wish it were under slightly less...unusual circumstances..."

"And I'm not certain anyone would appreciate your disappearance, Eliza darling," Fritz continued, rather distractedly as he slipped an arm around the young woman's shoulders, looking around the room they were standing in. It was still grey here, still strange, the edges wispy and distorted as though from a faded memory.

Which just made it all the more strange. He frowned a bit, looking down at his clothes. They were the same as everyone else's - and just as colorless - and he was not wearing any shoes, which was odd in and of itself. It felt...odd.

Fritz had a feeling he would be using that word quite a bit while they were here...wherever here was, that was. He glanced over at Mary, holding his candle aloft to light the room a bit more - which wasn't very much - and then gestured towards the table. It seemed a bit too coincidental to be just a coincidence - three of the Chronos knights and the man who looked quite a bit like Camelot was rather interesting...were they all pages, squires, and knights then? Or were there others in here not affiliated?

"Shall we sit, then?" Fritz asked, with a small smile, and stepped towards the table, slipping into one of the chairs. "Anyone got any ideas as to where we are? Obviously we're all gathered here for something...though what that is, I'm unsure of..."

Ricky had been rather quiet as the others took their seats at the table. In many other circumstances, he'd be one the others would have a hard time shutting up. But his typical behavior in a place as dark and mysterious place in this did not seem like the wisest move - and although he was far from the wisest person, he did have basic instincts to not get himself killed.

However, as the others grabbed a candle and lit it, Ricky went to do the same and took back his seat at the table.

It wasn't until he saw Fritz, Mary, and Eliza at the table that he opened his mouth. He knew the three of them - they were all Zodiac Knights, like him. Was that what this was about? Or was this all coincidence? He didn't know the others around him, and wasn't about to divulge all their secrets.

"Howdy ladies," he smiled to the three of them, unmeaningly lumping Fritz into the category. "And Fritz. What're ya'll doing here? Is this some sort of..." He paused. What was the codeword that they used in the last Zodiac meeting? Aw, ******** his memory was bad. It was... "...astrology club meeting?"

"Oh, yes, let's please not remember the cat thing," said Fritz dryly, rolling his eyes. "I was itching for days afterwards."

He ran his fingers idly along the wood grain of the table, his eyes watching the flame of the candle as it flickered. It was too obvious that they were all here for a certain reason - if this was a dream, it was too blatant, too different from the normal - and though he could not remember how he had gotten here in the first place, Fritz was quite adamant that it wasn't a dream.

Which just meant that he had no idea what on earth it was. His eyes slid sideways towards Eliza.

"You and your adventures," he said lightly, with a teasing smile. "I seem to recall your adventures in the Surrounding as well..."

A deep southern drawl above his head made Fritz tilt his face upwards, catching sight of a familiar blonde-haired young man.

"Ah, Ricky, so you're here too?" he said, studiously ignoring the fact that he had just been called a lady (probably unintentionally), and giving Ricky a small smile as Fritz pushed aside some of his red fringe of hair. "And no," he added, catching onto the codeword with a smile. "No, I don't think so. We're not the only ones here."