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Her head moved to the familiar tormenting voice and she sighed in a truly dramatic fashion to the situation and predicament she was in. It was right karma that the lieutenant that captured her would be the one to kill her?

Auro couldn't even come find her for that? Or was he captured.

"He's a man I love very dearly..." She whispered out, bringing herself up with shaky hands, but not standing to her full height. More resting on her knees. Her blue eyes met up at his and she whispered. "What do you want Little Jet?" But his reason was very clear.

"Get away from me..." She brought her hands weakly up to shove his away. After feeling what it was like to have her starseed even touched, she was not keen on repeat performance. "Don't touch me." She brought a leg up and aimed a kick to his shin. Something, ANYTHING to fight back against the lieutenant.

Methone yawned as she sat behind one of the pillars or some sort of structure outside of the funhouse. Distress calls summoning all sorts of senshi and knights for a rescue had been issued and trying to be dutiful in the task Castor assigned her, Methone was here.

With her lovely little companion who she reached up to stroke. She peeked her head around the corner of the pillar, while addressing the kitten on her shoulder.

"Sounds like a party in there....." Methone's eyes fell a little. "What sort of party you think it is? The...stab stab stab kill all the things or could we be hopeful and wish it was a birthday party that just got a lot of powers together?"

It was probably terrible to joke, but Methone wasn't much of a fighter. Ash she wouldn't even attempt to throw the kitty in.

Themiscyra's HP: 47
Metis' HP: 47

A... maze? ********, really? The broken mirrors scattered reflections and twisted every glance as she stepped into the maze. Red on black, gold flashing, red on red and stained and--Themiscyra shook her head and kept a hand steady in front of her, trying to somewhat feel her way along the glass. While still trying to, well, not slice herself open on the glass. That'd be nice. But every now and then her fingers would run along the glass a tad too close, a tad too much pressure, and at one point she drew back with a hiss. Blood welled at the tips of her fingers, quickly sucked away one by one before she shook out her hand to try and diminish the bite. Nothing to stop for, nothing to pause for.

The Page kept moving, relieved when she finally made it out of the freaking maze.

The sensation of a stronger, purer aura hit her, and Themiscyra's gaze snapped up. She drew closer, slowly, afraid of a trick. If she could... sense that, it was a good sign. A great sign. Others were there, trying to work at the door. Her sandals slammed against the floor, moving before she even realized what she was doing. "Do you need any help?" Her attention snapped between those there, impatient to get the door open and get Ganymede out. But her attention swiveled, head turning this way and that. No Valhalla that she could see. No Kairatos. Her chest tightened, and Themiscyra... froze. The ******** should she do? "Has anyone seen Valhalla or Kairatos?"





This one had been alarmingly easy, something Metis almost felt guilty for. The copper of her aura bounced off the walls around her, making her curious what this place was supposed to be. It was easy enough to determine as she placed a gloved hand carefully against the wall, following the cracks she felt delicately. Removing the glove, her suspicion was confirmed--glass. Windows? Likely not. Mirrors then, she figured, considering their location. Replacing her glove, Metis walked on, following the open spaces shown to her by her vision. She hesitated just inside the enclosed area, wondering if she should wait for others to show them through.

Voices up ahead got her attention though, and she moved onward instead. Calm before the storm, she was willing to bet, this little stroll. At the other end, she spotted more figures, and once again hesitated. How many more? Should she stop? Assist? Or keep going? Straightening, she moved on, speeding up to pass the groups. She had to at least check to make sure there weren't more people ahead.

HP: 50 – 1 – 1 – 3 – 3 = 42

Palatine approached the next obstacle with the same haste with which she'd faced all the others. She could see two others just ahead—a Squire, and a Guardian Cat. They darted through the maze of broken mirrors, the latter with relative ease while the former stumbled and tripped on broken pieces of mirror.

Rushing to catch up, Palatine threw herself through the maze. Once again she failed to pay adequate attention. She tripped and fell, crying out when a piece of mirror drew a cut down her shin. Angrily, she pulled the glass from the wound and placed her hand over it to put pressure on it, feeling the blood soak through her pant leg. She waved Sessrumnir off, directing him ahead, and once she'd taken enough time to get over the burning pain she stood to her feet and limped the rest of the way through.

She saw the Squire and the cat again upon exiting the maze. They were just up ahead.

As were two doors to two more rooms.

A particularly pure aura tingled along the edges of her senses. It had to be Ganymede. She didn't know anyone else who felt quite like that. Up ahead, the cat was scratching at the door anxiously.

“There!” Palatine told Sess. “Ganymede's there!”

If she could sense her, that must mean she was still alive.

The padding was a weird kind of soothing slash sort of distracting sensation on the northern lights shoulders, but she understood well enough that Ash was worried and because Methone cared more about the feline, she continued to reach up and ease the tenseness.

"I feel a lot of auras in there, Order. We can go in..." Methone looked around, at the surrounding which was, at the moment clear but for how long? What if the captured WERE rescued only to find themselves trapped in by a rear attack?

"But I think it's best we stay out here and keep a exit path clear. Can you do me a favor my cute little ball of fluff." She cooed, "And call our dear Castor to come play with us here? I'd feel much better knowing he was at our side." She reached up to gently take the cat off and pat her head. Then she darted around the pillars, searching out for any stray chaos. "We're clear for now little darling." She whispered.

But the thought remained. For how long?

Jet smiled cheerfully when Aquamarine offered to hold the senshi in place to allow him to do his work. “It won’t be long, I promise,” he assured her, his hand pressed into her chest to find what he was looking for.

“The man you love dearly obviously doesn’t care enough to come save you,” he pointed out with a laugh, squeezing her neck when she called him ‘little’. He might be young, but he didn’t consider himself very little! “Oh, I’ll get away from you once I have what I want,” he promised.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be a cat to managed to get inside, and Jet let out a yelp as he was suddenly attacked by a flying feline. “Get off!” he yelled, his jacket torn from teeth or claws or both, he wasn’t sure. Once he pulled himself away from the cat, he swung his foot, aiming for a hard kick to its side.

“Damnit, did you not shut the door?” he shouted at his fellow lieutenant, although he was more angry at the cat than he was at Aqua.

When the orders flew through the communicator crystals, Cyllene's mind raced a mile a minute as she tried to figure out what to do. She couldn't stay and fight the Senshi and Knights that were surely going to come barging into the Fun House at any minute, for obvious reasons (namely, she didn't want to). She did consider teleporting into Ganymede and Valhalla's rooms and at least unchaining them to make the White Moon's rescue attempt go easier... But there was also a chance that a higher ranked agent was still stationed inside and her help would be treason. She groaned as she ran every scenario through her head over and over again.

Finally, she decided she would wait outside of the Fun House and watch from a distance to ensure that they made it out. If she didn't see them shortly, she would make the executive decision to go back in for them.

The blonde Corrupt paced along the outskirts of the Fun House entry, trying her best to remain unnoticed by any remaining White Moon Senshi and Knights outside.