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Sailor Lacrimosa

There'd been nothing like being dragged through a mirror and trapped in a room for an indefinite amount of time. Honestly it had been so hard to tell how much time had actually passed that it was a little headspinning? She could only hope that Itsuki wouldn't be too worried when she didn't come home though she was sure he was going to lose his mind.

Hopefully he had some place to stay for the night. Or nights. However long she was gone.

God her parents were going to freak all over again.

It had been a maddening who knew how long when the floor beneath her had shattered and she came to the realization that she wasn't alone in having been kidnapped (mirrornapped?). Well, she'd been stuck alone but there were so many others who'd been trapped as well and were falling too.

Falling to where was the number one question. She also couldn't help but attempt to search out anyone she knew as they fell. She could have seen someone but she wasn't sure at all and the sudden introduction of black smoke just made it all the harder.

Thankfully she could use her sleeves to cover her face and keep the most of it from agitating her. It helped more then she realized when she hit the platform and she was relatively okay. The landing hadn't been her best, in all honesty, but that probably came from the fact her face had been covered and she couldn't really see how she was landing.

About the time she made it to her feet there was a loud crack and a small bit of panic surged through her. Was this platform about to shatter as well? No time to debate it, seeing the only exit up ahead Lacri made a run for it.



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4-7: You had a bit of a rough landing but you are wholly all right. You manage to make it to your feet and start your trek without any major issue.

She'd been trying to figure out just what being a senshi entailed. Sailor Lacerta was still learning the ropes and the teen had to silently wonder if Mel had made a big mistake. Besides the one time that she had healed him she had not been able to learn anything. Was there more to learn? She had been walking through a parking lot trying to remain largely unnoticed in the shadows when a strange tugging sensation occurred as she passed an rather large SUV.

Not even leaving her time to scream in shock the senshi found herself in an unfamiliar position of not even being able to adjust to her new surrounding as she found herself falling through the air ... what had happened? Why wasn't her fall stopping? Blinking furiously in an effort to try and see what was going to greet her at the end of her fall Sailor Lacerta saw the black mist racing up and she winced in pain as it stung her eyes. Where? What? Why? This was no longer fun anymore.

With eyes that watered Lacerta swore she could see something down below. It was a jarring landing even with time to adjust her position. Her relief at being unharmed in such a landing flew out the window as she heard the tell-tale cracking sound that heralding something else breaking. Feeling that there was no time to waste the Senshi of Bandages ran towards the pathway and blindly began to run across it.

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8 - You were fortunate enough to land near the pathway and manage to get a good head start.

Guinevere liked to pretend sometimes that she was a clever, dignified, graceful human being. She was a parkourist, a street magician, a magical girl, clearly she was elegance personified.

Except, well, every time she got too attached to that idea, the universe reminded her that she was much less graceful than she wanted to be, with varying levels of "slap in the face." This time, it was having the floor crash out from under her, like shattering glass, and sending her careening downward with no warning. She tried to balance herself for a better landing, but it, well...it wasn't pleasant. She landed just wrong enough, and her ankle twisted, and she went down.

"Oh, bollocks," she mumbled, and she slowly got to her feet, looking around. "Subra? You okay?"

Total: 3

Idrialite was not a fan of crash landings. Still, he thoguht he took this one in stride, landing on both feet and without injury so he could get his start down the path fairly quickly. He considered jogging off, but paused, briefly, to glance around.

"Babel? Hy-Brasil?" Certainly their imprisonment hadn't been the most pleasant, but Babel was clearly fairly new and Hy-Brasil was at worst quick to judge, and he didn't want to see either of them harmed. "Are you alright?"

If he got no response, then he got no response; he could still at least try to ensure they were relatively safe.

Total: 9

Aokigahara was reasonably prepared for them to find nothing; they were trapped in a featureless expanse, an excit seemed unlikely, so Ochre's initial declaration got only a resigned sigh in response, except....well.

The floor was falling.

"Well, s**t," Aokigahara said, and he knew it was a vast understatement, but really, what else did one say?

The fall, at least, wasn't terribly dragged out or poetically endless, and he was able to adjust his trajectory and land fairly gracefully, pushing up and sticking close to Ochre, keeping pace with the Senshi.

"I don't see anyone offhand," he said, though he glanced around fro familiar faces. There were so many there, it would be hard to pick one out, even if he did catch glimpses of what might be familiar uniforms or faces. Scholomance, maybe? Cassiopeia? No time, not with the platform cracking. "At least nothing's trying to push us off?" Take comfort in the little things, as it were. The place was just falling apart, not actively malevolent.

...Yet.

Total: 10

Antares

It had happened by pure happenstance while she was out searching for Chaldene. When the older senshi didn't show up for a bit it was pretty obvious something happened and when it came to the Jacob's family it was likely chaos related. That boy, he was older than her but it still felt like 'boy' fit him at least according to Antares, needed a damn babysitter! So that's where she was when she somehow got sucked into what ever hell the little box she had found herself in was. She didn't even know how she got there! For her sanity, and the survival of whoever put her there, her captivity didn't last long. Or that's what she thought but there was no way to tell time in her cell, all alone with her thoughts.

Before she even got tired of pacing like a caged tiger her cell floor shattered and she was dropped into a black void, falling who knew where. Time seemed to be flexible here, one moment she was falling endlessly the next passing through a noxious black smoke before landing relatively safely in a wide platform.

Icy blue eyes surveyed her surroundings, ready for just about anything and skittish as a cat in a rocking chair factory. There were others here, a lot of others, ranging from negaversers to civilians. Someone had really screwed up in the chaos department if negaverse agents got roped into whatever the hell this was. The super senshi of scorpions climbed gingerly to her feet, checking to make sure she hadn't damaged anything in that fall, while searching the group of people. If he wasn't here then where the ******** was he?

A flash of startling white and eye searing blue drew her attention but she couldn't be sure. Sadly luck was not going her way because she was even able to take a step away from the strange path she landed near the platform they all were on gave an ominous rumble and began to crack.

"Move Your Asses and RUN!" the blonde shouted over the crowd as loudly as she could, pointing towards the path she was near. It looked stable enough. Better than the platform that was shattering underneath their very feet. "Move it! Move it! Move it!"

First Roll: 10 (9+1)

Mlinzi

Mel yowled in the void of mirror space as he fell towards nothing. The indignity! The humanity! The insult! The fish! How dare they yank him into this freefall and away from his shows! He was looking forward to a good fish dinner and the new seasons of his shows! So the guardian cat screeched out his frustration as only a cat could, at least until a cloud of black smoke had him coughing and hacking up a hairball.

If he wasn't a cat there would have been no way in hell he would have actually landed on his feet but apparently he did... before promptly falling flat on his face. With a groan the cat rolled over and just stared into the 'sky', golden eyes fixating on the sparkling 'stars'. He was so confused! He didn't even know how he got here!

One minute he was in the bathroom glancing in the mirror before going out to the living room to claim the remote and the next he had been falling. Then choking and now here on this strange platform that was slowly revolving... that or he was about to be sick and was imagining the platform moving.

Unfortunately for the discombobulated cat he didn't even get a chance to figure out if his brain was moving or if the ground was before the platform started to crack and shatter underneath him and everyone else. Once again the large guardian cat yowled his unhappiness and jumped to his feet. "Hurry! Hurry!" If anyone heard him over the shouting of others it would be a damn miracle.

First Roll: 5

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((4-7: You had a bit of a rough landing but you are wholly all right. You manage to make it to your feet and start your trek without any major issue.
8 or higher: You were fortunate enough to land near the pathway and manage to get a good head start.))

Nether Wallop-Page of Earth

He had a single, sarcastic thought in the midst of the raw terror reasonably born from the floor unexpectedly shattering and dropping him and Phrygia into the void.

that conversation>

But hey, everyone had a defense mechanism, his was sarcasm and mockery.

He was almost sure they were literally dropping into hell for a momement when smoke burned his eyes and throat, and that a life time of annoyed cursing had come true... and then they hit the platform.

He was not an athletic young man, for all his attempts to improve this he was still gangly, boney... and a bit stunned and confused, trying to rationalize the situation when his more survival oriented companion Phrygia was already aware enough to get moving, or he suspected he was. Somehow he'd lost sight of the redhead in the crowd, though he thought he spotted a familiar toustle of Blue hair and an apple motif, a child senshi he remembered from fighting Birdzilla.

"Hey, hey I know.... s**t. s**t s**t s**t s**t."

Hold that thought, things were literally falling apart, and since this space had an exit, he didn't really want to stick around and found out what happened if they fell again, and Little-Miss-Apples was already moving herself.

Bruised and shaken, he threw himself to his feet so awkwardly and enthusiastically he almost fell again, and fled as well, uncomfortably aware he was way closer to the crumbling edge space than he preferred to be.