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Transcendent Eternal Sailor Encke

Getting a good laugh with a friend was a bit of an energizer before heading into the next round.

It was unfortunate this wasn't necessarily someone he could have that kind of friendly laugh with. Eternal Sailor Myrrha didn't ring any bells for him, but she sure straightened out and wore a confident expression, even offering her hand. Encke matched that, of course, reaching back out to her left hand with his own to give it a shake that was as confident as it was due to his actor's background.

"Pleasure to meet you too, Myrrha! I would introduce myself, but you already know my name," his smile was more confident than he felt in most things, these days, but perhaps tapping into that old charisma wouldn't be so hard. She was another person who he could add to the expanding web of connections he seemed to weave. "Out of curiosity, what's your magic? Not easy to tell from your outfit."

Maybe before prying, he should add, "Plasma is mine. Usually makes the searing colouration obvious."

That was capped with a laugh as he grasped Myrrha's hand. The wrestle between them was considerably closer than it had been with Kerberos, but as they wrestled, he started to get the advantage until he pushed her arm onto the table.

"Good fight!"

[ Encke wins! ]

Beira, Super Senshi of Loneliness

Beira had been standing off to the side, watching the others compete. His hands felt itchy, and a part of him wondered if this was too much, if he’d pushed himself too far out of his comfort zone. As Beira, he felt like he had a strength that Ilya did not, but he knew that mentally there were still things that could paralyze him in either form.

He’d shaken hands before, he’d worked up a sweat. On bad days, he’d have much rather preferred to keep to himself, but with all the merriment and spirit of sportsmanship in the air, he didn’t even find himself dreading the thought of getting so close to another person.

When Irkalla found her spot, Beira was short behind her.

“Hello,” he greeted, and flashed a quick smile. “I’m Beira, it’s nice to meet you. Irkalla?” he asked, testing the name. “Your uniform is lovely. I’ve met a few Cosmos Knights in my time, the universe seems keen to make sure you’re all fashionable. Good luck,” he said, and genuinely meant it.

It wasn’t about winning or losing, it was about doing your best–and they’d both made it out here, so that was already a good start.

When they were both ready, he gripped her hand in his and gave it his best effort.

Kaifeng, Squire of Saturn

Noticing the genuine pain his opponent was in, Kaifeng didn’t consider for a second that it might have been a ploy when Belmont started relaxing. They’d already agreed to do their best, and sure, he’d only just met Belmont? But Belmont had been putting in a solid effort, and he so far seemed like a very forthright guy who probably (Kaifeng wanted to hope) wouldn’t resort to tricks like that in order to win. Nodding in understanding, Kaifeng didn’t per se go easy on Belmont’s arm, but he tried to make the landing as gentle as possible.

“You did give me a good challenge, even if you had to tap out,” he told Belmont, and hoped that it might be somewhat reassuring. “As for my secret?” He shrugged. “My best friend isn’t really in the magical life himself? But his introduction to it was finding out that I’d almost fallen into a death-trap at my Wonder and then gotten stabbed by a Negaverse General. So, he’s been pretty proactive about helping me with strength-training.…… Also? You see him, over there? The really tall senshi with the antlers and the lemon-lime hair?”

Kaifeng leaned across the table a bit, grinning conspiratorially and gesturing toward where Helene had his own match going with some different, distinctly more human-looking green-haired senshi (Ametkhan). Glancing back to Belmont, Kaifeng explained, “My partner and I do a lot of gym time together. He’s great for helping me focus and providing motivation.”

He frowned sympathetically, though, as he looked at Belmont’s arm. “Are you gonna be okay? I keep a first-aid kid in my subspace, if you need a wrap or some ibuprofen?”

Super Sailor Daphne

There was someone who Daphne knew who had never lost a fight, and Daphne was determined to change that. She wasn't there yet, though. She wasn't strong enough.

Something like this seemed like good practice.

Her pupils were thin, focused slits as she sat down across from her opponent. Constantinople looked close enough to her age and close to her build. A passing thought floated across Daphne's head that her clothes would have almost fit in on her world. Not quite, but it was closer than any of the other senshi and knights that she'd seen save maybe Adria.

She wasn't here to talk about that, though. She was too distracted by the sport of it.

"Hello," was all she said, and then her arm was already on the table.

Page Almere

Almere had lost her match, which she maybe could have seen coming considering that she had been up against someone who looked like an ancient warrior, with the muscles to match.

That was okay, though, because now she could go see what was going on with her friends. She got to giggle as she watched her cousin lose his match to a girl in a cute cat senshi outfit. It wasn't that she wanted to see him lose, exactly, but he could probably use some reminder that girls were strong, and also the best.

That meant that it was time to find Mechelen, who was still in the middle of her match.

"Come on," she told her. "Halle just got his butt kicked! This is your chance! Show him you're better!"

Chibi Zero

Space eluded her. Even with her own world that she was s’posed to be able to go see whenever she wanted, it made her daddies too scared to let her visit her planet because “there could be anything there!” Zero didn’t think ‘anything’ could be all that scary… But she was a good girl and wouldn’t do what her parents didn’t want her to do.

That just made this time on this planet a special treat, and she’d hafta do everything she could here! Zero climbed up onto the log at her station, ready to face whatever muscly opponent the Princess lady put before her. Her mouth popped open in a little ‘o’ of surprise as she saw another girl sitting across from her. Like her! Another chibi senshi! She’d never met another chibi senshi.

“Your daddies let you come to the Princess’ world too?” Zero asked, smiling widely. “I had to bring my kitty, or I couldn’t come.” Where was Miros’ chunky butt, anyway?

Sailor Chibi Eupheme vs Ngome

“Oh wow I love your hair! It’s so pretty! Oh my gosh I want my hair like that,” she gasped and practically jumped up and down, which made her shoes light up with each step. Oh, but she was supposed to be arm wrestling this beautiful person, and that was perfectly okay with her, even if she ended up losing. She just wanted to have fun!

“Hi, I’m Eupheme! Pronouns she her. It’s very nice to meet you! You’re a uh… hold on…. Pointy horn-- oh! Lysithea! I made flashcards of all the known knight symbols so I can make sure I can recognize them. That’s pretty awesome being a knight! My da-- uh…” she stopped and grimaced. “My uh, I know some knights. I’m not supposed to talk about who, though. It’s a safety risk,” she nodded sagely.

“Okay, I’m ready when you are!” she chirped and reached out to hold onto this beautiful person’s hand.

She pushed with all her might and--

“You went easy on me didn’t you?” she pouted when she managed to get their hand on the table, but she smiled soon after. “Okay, then I’ll try my hardest to win my other matches too. Then that is kinda like you winning as well, right? Thank you! This was a lot of fun!”