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Super Sailor Acrucis // Senshi of Prayer

The two had been sitting on one of the rooftops in silence for several minutes with the blue fleece blanket wrapped snuggly around them when a similar overwhelming power signature flooded the Senshi of Prayer’s senses.

For the past week, since that initial unexplainable moment of intense dread that washed over her while patrolling with Sheena, Acrucis had gone out each night just in case something happened. It was a feeling she couldn’t explain other than that it paralleled the last several big events that had occurred since her awakening.

“I don’t like this,” she finally admitted. Her arms wrapped around the mauvian in her lap, holding her close not only for warmth but because she was truly scared. One year anniversary of the time she was captured by the negaverse and yet it still felt like it was only yesterday.

Still, she was a senshi and it was her duty to help despite the fear that simmered beneath the surface. No matter how much she wished to power down and go home and pretend this was not her battle, she couldn’t; it wasn’t in her nature to turn her back. “I should go…” her voice shook.

Despite her knowing that this could all be another elaborate trap there was a part of her that really wished her guardian cat would come with her too. Acrucis rose to her feet then set Sheena down on the rooftop carefully.

The tan colored Siberian feline bumped her head against her senshi’s boot affectionately. “We” she corrected. “I’m coming too.”

Before the senshi could so much as object Sheena leaned against her reassuringly. “Thank you,” Acrucis replied. Though she felt somewhat comforted that she wouldn’t be alone, the feeling of dread still remained as she removed the blanket from around her shoulders and hung it over her arm.

Without any further delay the two lept from one rooftop to the next toward the amas of order auras where the center of the beacon tugged them toward. As they drew near the ever growing crowd mix of both Senshi and Knight Acrucis scanned the faces of those nearby as she weaved her way around the order signatures ranginging from low level ranks to those akin to the one Ganymede supported when she powered up on Maia.

Still, the periwinkle haired senshi did not stop till she spotted the small crowd of redheaded siblings huddled nearby. “They’re here,” Acrucis felt a significant amount of tension lift from her shoulders. “Maia, Shang, and Viminal” she pointed in the direction they were standing so Sheena knew which way they were heading.

Sailor Puck of the Woods

The scene that greeted Puck when he crested the hill was an odd one. He'd never seen so many senshi and what he presumed were knights gathered in one place. Hell, one guy even had wings! The strange energy signature must have pulled them all here, just as it had him, tugging at him like a summons. At least it was a distraction from worrying about Sid. She hadn't come back after the huge fight that they'd had -- a fight he was increasingly sorry about. He shouldn't have lost his temper like that and he knew it. He just couldn't help himself when he was pissed and tired.

He scanned the crowd, trying to find the source of the strange aura, when he spotted a familiar rainbow-haired head. Eros. His heart leapt a little. At least she seemed to be alive and presumably well. Threading his way through the crowd, he made his way over to her.

"Hey." He looked down at his feet, then toward the cloaked figure who seemed to be the heart of the matter. "Weird bloody s**t, innit?"



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Pyewacket, Guardian Cat

Curiouser and curiouser. Pyewacked snaked his way through the legs of the gathered senshi and others whom he gathered were the knights he'd heard about, drawn as they had been by the powerful yet peculiar aura emanating from this place. What was going on? Why had they been summoned by something clearly neither Order nor Chaos? The blue-grey cat had no idea, and that made him nervous. The stars had indicated nothing out of the ordinary tonight. Had his calculations been off?

He sensed a familiar aura through the crowd, through the background noise of the strange aura. Cassiopeia! The first senshi he had awakened held a soft spot in Pye's kitty heart. He broke into a trot and headed toward her, floofy tail high.

As he reached her, he broke into an involuntary purr and rubbed his furry body against her leg to let her know he was there. "Cassiopeia! So good to see you. Have you any idea what is going on?"

It was at least somewhat comforting to see those Valhalla knew and cared about there. But on the other hand, it was as though they were all gathering for something they might not be able to handle. A trap, perhaps? Were they all being lured in like moths to the flame?

“Europa,” he greeted in slight, but appreciative surprise. “I would be better once we figure out what’s going on,” he admitted, trying not to seem too lost in that he couldn’t feel any of their auras.

Which meant he didn’t even realize that Themiscrya had approached them until she spoke. He glanced away guiltily when she looked up at him, wondering if she could tell that there was something off...

It didn't help that Chaldene was there, and awkwardly crossed his arms over his chest, feeling almost as uncomfortable as he was sure Ganymede felt about the attention.

Sailor Genbu, Senshi of the North

Helen had no interest in this whole powered terrorist nightlife she and her friends had stumbled right into, to be honest. She'd kind of been lowkey avoiding them since, pushing herself harder and faster into her gaming and all. It had more or less been sheer dumb luck that she'd been restless tonight. That she'd stared curiously at her henshin pen, wondering if maybe that'd even been a real thing, if it'd -

Long story short, of all nights for curiosity to kill the cat, this had been the one, and now here she was. Genbu didn't look particularly curious, but more annoyed, as though she didn't totally understand why in the world she'd even bothered coming. She didn't know anyone - there was a tiny pang of something resembling disappointment that none of her friends were there, whether she wanted to admit it or not - really, she had better things to do, and with that cloaked figure there and all -

"Feel like I just walked into a damn MMO, " she mumbled cooly to herself, crossing her arms. (She hated MMOs.)

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Super Sailor Thrymr of the Southern Lights


He turned his head and caught sight of an unfamiliar senshi with dark hair, and Thrymr gave him a little smile that was meant to be reassuring, though he wasn't entirely certain that it was. Nervousness fluttered low in his stomach, and he glanced warily at the figure again before answering.

"Ah, no, I'm afraid not," he said ruefully. "No idea whatsoever, it's all a bit of a mystery."

Aegir's gentle brush of hand across his shoulder was warm and supportive, and Thrymr gave him a brief smile that indicated he was very grateful for it. And a moment later, Mont Blonc had also arrived, Thrymr reaching up to squeeze the shaking fingers resting on his shoulder, giving his friend a relieved look.

"Mont Blonc," he said. "It's all right - ah, Methone!" he added, and now, with their arrival, he felt much better, much more relieved not to be alone. "I'm glad to see you. "I don't know what's happening yet, there hasn't been any - I mean, there's just that...person over there," he added, gesturing to the figure.

He heard a distraught voice, and glanced around until his eyes fell on a small figure with a brightly colored fuku, Thrymr's brows raising as he gestured the young boy over.

"Hey," he called, "Hey, it's all right, none of us know what's happening. Do you want to come stand over here with us?"

Sailor Aue, Senshi of Lemons

While he was carefully avoiding touching anyone, a look of utter distaste on his face, he missed the dark-haired, capulet-wearing animu-lord that stepped beside him until the guy spoke, dragging Aue's attention in his ******** hell, it's a hobbit--

Hobbit-chan-desu's question got a scathing glower once he'd gotten over the preposterous costume - not as bad as some, there was someone cosplaying from Magna Carta, an extra from 300, and that didn't even count some of the weirder ones.

"Don't you have something to do in the Shire?"

Phact was rewarded with a silent nod from Sabine as she listened to the older woman. She wasn't going to venture far, and quite frankly she was getting more and more concerned with the growing tension in the air but for now, she would wait and observe.

At the other voice she perked up, giving the other girl a smile and a small welcoming nod. She too had once ventured into the darkness not knowing at all what she was doing.

Phact had shown her the way and she was thankful for that. A bit jealous of her time maybe, but thankful. Still, she couldn't' fault her for wanting to help out someone.