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Before ascending the spire, Erytheia gave a weak smile to Murikabushi. Hopefully, he would have better luck.

Amarynthos, Knight of the Moon

Amarynthos wanted to think that by nature of being Moon Knights that he and Ephesus and Nectaris and Cynthus would have had some special bond with the Moon Palace, that it would understand they were just trying to help.

The Moon didn’t seem to see them any differently as anyone else.

He didn’t take it personally. They were still very new–and the Code in the Celestial Theatre had only been up here for a few years, anyway. Maybe it would have been different if the Moon Queen had agreed to have Knights a thousand years ago–but, maybe if she had, the Moon wouldn’t have fallen.

Amarynthos made a face as the dust and debris shifted, because he’d just swept up some dust, but everyone seemed–for the most part–unharmed. So, he started sweeping again.

Though Dejanira had left the area, it didn’t stop him from thinking about her questions, and now that the danger seemed to be over he was happy to share his thoughts just in case anyone nearby was still thinking about them. He smiled at Solaris, hopeful that her age and expertise and general affinity with technology might have some use here. Urania looked like her magic had been able to do something to the barrier, even if Amarynthos got a little squeamish at the idea of outright attacking it. Good thing Alastor wasn’t here, he probably would have tried to bust down the door, too. Lucien and Soleiyu loved to poke and prod, where were they? At least Realta was here.

“I don’t know if the Moon would give any special favor to Moon Knights. I mean, the Code was brought here so long after this place was built, but if there’s programming here to let anyone in, it would have been made way before Moon Knights were a thing. I can’t tell what’s tech and what’s magic. Maybe we seem as foreign as every other Knight.” Still, he wanted to stay positive. He looked at Nectaris after she attempted to interact with her signet ring and asked hopefully, “Any luck?”

He still wasn’t sure how to proceed and he didn’t want to agitate the Moon, so he flashed Ephesus and his friends–including Reims–an encouraging smile before he started sweeping again. Even if they were talking about weird things like blood magic?? He brought a broom, not a biohazard kit! Don't give anyone any ideas!

He gave Eupheme an encouraging thumbs up. He stayed close to the wall and looked for anything that looked strange or out of place but it was hard to look for something you didn’t know you were looking for.

Halle Knight of Lysithea


Halle tried not to smile too widely as the other boy both shrugged dismissively and also rattle off suggestions. "They might actually be familiar with it," he began to explain. "Either through memories of past lives or..." Halle pointed odd some of senshi clearly not of Earth, "...they're old enough to remember. The uh...ones that don't look human? Some are a thousand years old. They might have been here before."

Seeing Santa Maria wince, he was about to ask if he'd been fighting, when the area around the barrier turned into what could only be called a ruckus. "Um...hmmm." Giving the squires sleeve a small tug, he said, "Let's leave them to that, I think I saw a a bit of a library thrugh there. May as well give it a look." Who knows, maybe there was a magic barrier instruction manual to be found.

Lacille Super of Books

Libary

Lacille had a long long day or week or year before the call went out and she answered the call with Coco anyway even if she was tired she was willing to help to find the answer to this question. She went to the library because where else would she go given the choices? She would look and try to take down the barrier and figure out the answer to this riddle. She smiled even as tired as she felt lately. She was ready to do this no matter what it took because that was what it meant to be a senshi.

Super Grieve of Grieve

The smooshing was pretty ******** comfortable to be honest. She could probably sleep like this? Resting her cheek against what she now considered Serenity's giant ghost bosom, she watched other attempts play out. Snickering while Murikabushi almost got into a sass-off with Gany's bratty knight, flipping off Thalassa's useless suggestion, and chortling when that ********, Pyrrhus got the back end of his own magic. She grinned at Aruna, practically hiding behind Muri's ample muscles and skirts.

Was that Arcalis? Madriu should be happy about that, yeah?

The Arm Wrestling Champion Chibi got a small round of applause and a cheerful, "Kick its a**, babe!" Though sadly the little thing didn't burst into a flurry of tiny fists and violence. Ah well! The kid still had a promising future.

Was that Mönch??? Nice. She'd have to bother the girl for an attack. Nothing like trying to eat all the magic popcorn in a half a minute before it disappeared. She'd dreamed of that game time to time during the centuries starving on her world.

Fang, a fellow member of the Everything is ******** Gourmet If You're Determined Enough Club, tried to eat the barrier. Good for him.

Eventually she decided to get up, and gave the barrier a friendly little pat. Thanks for not embarrassing the s**t out me like you did these other assholes, babe.

"Alright, later losers, I'm going someplace tall."

Following Erytheia up, Grieve found herself staring at the stone that was giving gross vibes that demanded ******** awe and respect of some sort. She looked at the thing with disgust and dismay, like she'd just stepped into a pile of dogshit.

Turning her back to it, she looked around the rest of the area and tried not to either have a full blown temper tantrum or give into the urge to run back to earth.

Kaifeng, Knight of Saturn
Location: Reception Area.

The siren caught Kaifeng’s attention, and nearly made him falter in his attack on the barrier. But—no, he couldn’t back down. They had to get through these barriers. They had to find the intel hidden on the other side. Eight billion lives might have depended on their success. The siren was only proof that whatever they were doing, it was working.

Until, all of a sudden, things distinctly did not go well.

Kaifeng tried to keep a hold on his spade as something in the barrier started pulling on it. He held fast to his weapon, trying to keep it from being subsumed……but he failed. The barrier sucked his staff and spade into itself. When Kaifeng beat his fist against the barrier, trying to break into it and reclaim his weapon before it could disappear completely, he found it hardened. His weapon slipped all the way into the barrier, and Kaifeng paled as he watched it disappear.

Can I summon it back to hand, Kaifeng wondered—but he didn’t have much time to dwell on that thought.

The barriers’ blowback against Pyrrhus’s magic and his attack hit Kaifeng hard, knocking everything into black and white. As his eyes struggled to adjust to the new color scheme, his skin felt like it was on fire. The sensation calmed down soon enough……well, mostly, anyway. Not all the way, but at least the feeling like sunburn was a lot better than some kind of star or something trying to sear off his skin because of “I don’t know, the centuries-dead Moon Queen is ******** mad at me or something” reasons.

“Your magic was working,” Kaifeng agreed, rejoining Pyrrhus by the barrier. “And people seemed to have some more success with using their hands, maybe?” The door on the other side of the barrier mocked him, so close and yet so far. Squinting as though he could bring back his color vision—or maybe just recall enough of where the rotted-looking spots had been before—Kaifeng looked back to the barrier. “The spots that were showing up before, they looked like mold or death or something. Maybe, we have to focus our efforts on one of those? And show determination about it.”

After all, some long-dead queen was not the boss of him. He answered to the Code, not to her. Plus, if she was the sort of person to just passively let billions of people die, then maybe she didn’t deserve his respect. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so arrogant as to lock her precious secret knowledge away like this, and then people wouldn’t need to do felonies all over her Moon Palace.

Kaifeng wasn’t sure if he’d picked out one of the right spots, but he still zeroed in on one area of the barrier. Then, emulating something he’d seen once in a movie, he pressed his fingertips to the barrier, holding his hand out as if going to shake someone else’s. Without moving his arm, he curled his fingers back into a fist. He jabbed that fist into the spot that he really hoped might have enough wear and tear to get through. It was a quick strike, and followed fast by another, then another, and then another.

If she didn’t yield soon, Queen Serenity’s ghost was going to find out that Kaifeng was prepared to do this until Helene came up here and coaxed him into coming back home.

Fang, Eternal Senshi of Chrysocyon
Location: moving to The Gardens

Fang shivered when the barrier seemed to freeze his teeth, backing away quickly and smacking his lips as he ran his tongue over his teeth to try to return warmth to them. Interesting.

"Very cold," he announced to the room. Likely, nobody cared, but at least Fang had satisfied the final sense in trying to figure out what the barrier was, exactly.

He decided to head to the Gardens. He felt happier among the plants. And maybe there was a hidden switch in a watering can, or a water spout that didn't produce water, but turned some gears somewhere else and opened a path. So, he began investigating the various tools used to tend the gardens. He'd been watching a lot of fun detective shows and movies, older stuff like Murder She Wrote and Scooby Doo. This seemed like the sort of thing that ought to be investigated, according to that logic.