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"Sabine..." Kairatos sighed her name with no small amount of relief. They'd been separated in the Rift, and when things had started looking particularly grim, he'd been rather disquieted not to find a glimpse of her, or many others that he knew by sight and name. "She did..." He answered, nodding to the woman in white, who, alarmingly, was bleeding from the nose now. Not the best situation to be in, most of them injured in some way, including her as far as he could tell, people passing out and and dropping glamor... although there were worse places to do it.

When Cosmos found energy to speak, her weak tone scolding, he nodded to the answer she was given, but added his own two cents, a bit defensive. "It went fine until the way out... At least on our end, but not all of us figures we could do more than kick the Queen b***h of Darkness in the Ankle."

Something must have caught their attention, even if he didn't know what. Someone had let word get out, and draw attention to their shielded presence, and he did not know if it were a mistake, a moment of good intention turned sour, or something deliberate... which did not stop him from briefly imagining Castor turning them over so that he could better argue his cause of fanaticism, death, murder, and vague, mad threats of invasion. The way he'd talked once about invading earth, it wouldn't shock him at all if he caught the sick b*****d slipping a wedding ring on Metalia's finger, probably while arguing for his right to 'see other death dealing monstrosities on the side, because a man has needs don't you know. But that was wool gathering, and bitterness.

Oh... but they did have one thing he was still glad of, if in a black, furious way at the cost. "They found a cashe of starseeds..." He nodded to Sabine and Perdita (Who'd already mentioned this victory), in deference to what she and her group had uncovered. "And we retrieved The Code Piece from The Academy."

Even if he were weary himself, he found enough stubborn energy to say that clearly, holding up the code for her to see. For anyone to see if they heard and looked.

"They were trying to corrupt it. We found it surrounded by chaos energy."

He had originally planed to damn well crow about being right. That he'd shouted his doubts at Olympus...

but there was too damn much death to play blame right now, even if he still wanted to stand up and wave it sharply under Babylons nose. Time enough for that later when people weren't crying and dying.

Super Sailor Thrymr, Senshi of the Southern Lights


He did not have anything to offer the lady in white except a gentle squeeze of her hand. Thrymr lifted the hem of his jacket and very carefully dabbed at Cosmos' ear with the sleeve of it, brushing away some of the blood that was trickling out across her pale face as he attempted to stem the flow.

He was only dimly aware that Hugbell was continuing to speak, and it was not until he felt her hand on his arm that the awareness strengthened.

You're just running away.

Thrymr jolted, shifting so that his arm was no longer beneath her fingers, continuing to dab at Cosmos' face. "You weren't - " His voice came out with a tremor, thick with unspoken emotions, in spite of his attempts at keeping them at bay. There was an uncharacteristic brightness to his eyes, a strained tension that made his fingers tremble. "You weren't there. You don't know me, please don't try to tell me what's important in my life."

Her attempts at comfort, he knew in the back of his mind, were well-meaning, and had he not just been through what he'd been through, perhaps Thrymr would have accepted them. But he couldn't stop picturing the dead Negaverse agent, Aegir, Mont Blonc, and the rest of his team gone, Labyrinthite's hand in his chest, squeezing his starseed, the flare of pain that reverberated throughout his very bones -

"Don't tell me how to feel," Thrymr whispered, and his voice broke on the last syllable. He wasn't looking at Hugbell, almost as though he was talking to himself, rather than her, and did not react at all to the feeling of her bear's arms around his waist, Thrymr ripping off now moving to dab at Cosmos' other ear.

Others were already explaining the situation; he felt no desire to chime in, not when he could not trust himself to speak without falling entirely apart.

Keep breathing, keep breathing, hold on -

Super Sailor Oberon

"Oort! Tomlin!" Oberon called as he waded through the people gathered on the moon. Why was it always the moon when they were spirited away from a battle they were probably losing? Although, if Oberon had anything to say about it, he thought they did pretty well with taking down the greater Youma.

Still, not being able to find the others was a bit concerning, especially since he could clearly see how battle worn many were looking. There were a lot less on the moon than there had been fighting. Had that many people died? Or maybe there wasn't enough energy to save them all? Either situation was pretty bad.

Thankfully, Oberon caught sight of a few he recognized and quickly made his way over to Perdita and Ambrosia. Chara seemed to be making his way over as well. Hugbell was already there too, assisting the woman with white hair, and another white haired Senshi (Thrymr) was offering support as well.

When asked whose idea it was, Perdita answered, and others confirmed, but Oberon shook his head.

"It wasn't like we were forced into going. We can't blame Caedus for something we wanted to fight for, anyway," he said to both Perdita and to the woman who was apparently named Cosmos. "Caedus gave us the means to get in, but in the end, we went willing, knowing we probably wouldn't survive. No one forced us to go."

Oberon didn't exactly feel like he owed any loyalty to Caedus; however, since the mysterious man wasn't there, he didn't think it was fair to throw him under the bus when there was no way for him to defend himself. He knew he wouldn't have wanted someone pointing fingers at him when he couldn't explain his rationale behind his actions.

Still, this Cosmos lady looked horrible. She's obviously been the one to use her energy to bring them there. Last he saw Ganymede, she was in a similar state. Hopefully she was going to be okay too.

Oberon leaned down to reach one of his many pockets along his leg. He thought about tossing the water bottle when they'd been collecting the starseeds, but now he was glad that he held onto it. All the starseeds had been collected, either way.

"Here," he offered Thrymr, as he was the one who was helping to support Cosmos. "She should probably drink some. Hey, since this is the moon, shouldn't there be, like, magical healing fountains? I feel like that would be a good investment."

Sailor Cybele (Fleur)

She wasn't really expecting all the arms to be thrown around her, but she didn't complain, just sat there for a moment, squeezing them back and trying to position herself so they weren't touching her wound. The hugs were appreciated. She was grateful, so grateful that all of them had made it out... and even if things had gone horribly wrong... it was all right. She was going to have to process things later, to really think about what had happened, what she'd done, but for now... It was all right, now.

She was the last of them to power down. She'd never done it in front of anyone before... but if there were people who deserved to know who she was, it was the people who were around her, and anyway, she was so tired that just staying powered up took more energy than she really had. With a flicker of light, her fuku was replaced with skinny jeans and a lacy blouse. Fleur pulled away from the embraces a bit when she saw others heading towards them, asking about what was going on.

"We're on the Moon," she said. "I've been here before. It's safe. I don't know who she is," she nodded towards the white haired woman, who didn't appear to be in good shape at all, "But I think she helped us." She looked away from them when someone came over offering medical attention. "I should live," she said, "But if everyone's stabilized... I could use some help." Her blouse had a low enough neckline that the fairly deep, still slowly bleeding gash from just above her starseed to her shoulderblade was obvious, as was the pained expression she'd been wearing this whole time.

Emily // Trinity // Miss Kitty

Emily shifted and looked up when Shangri-La approached, watching him tend to Cybele - well, as a civilian - and nodding to Meody, remaining half-clung before nudging the larger Trinity to her for a proper hug, before she shouldered off her jacket, wearing a punk vest under before nodding to Shangri-La, still sniffling. Her pride may be strong, but not too strong to deny help, and she waited for him to finish, speaking in an unusually hushed tone.

"When you've a moment, I should get once over. Took a spear to both arms. Ran a bit hard."

Most she was used to. Then she nodded towards Trinity and Melody. Trinity looked up, eyes wide as the normally hjappy woman shivered and she swallowed, motioning shakily.

"I'll... I'll be fine... J...Just bruised." She said quietly. Emily huffed.

"Get the damn once-over lady." Emily grumbled, before sighing softly. Trinity jumped, clinging to Melody again and hiding her face before peering to Shangri-La quietly, eyes willing up as she whimpered.

"I don't want to fight like that anymore." She confussed. "Not if it means I..."

Had to kill again. The scene kept replaying, and replaying, and she didn't know how to cope, the woman shutting her eyes before quietly singing to herself, a Pat Benatar song that she barely could get out as she cried into it, and near by, Miss Kitty sighed.

The Mauvian rubbed against Shangri-La's legs gratefully before jumping to his shoulder, seating herself before looking to him in concern, ears pinned in concern as she addressed the knight softly.

"Will they be alright? Might there be any means I might help? I have good, sharp claws, strong teeth, and I can certainly look about..." She offered. Too many Order were hurting, and Miss Kitty didn't lie it, and if she could help - even ad an emotional support kitty for now - she would.

Sabine, Senshi of Tactics

The fact that Kai was, for the most part alright, warmed a part of Sabine, but she still felt very distant to the whole situation as if she hadn't really been there at all. Turning to the first woman (Cosmos) to speak, she blinked, noticing the blood from her ears and nose - that wasn't good. Then she turned to the other woman (Hugbell) who had spoken, she and Kai had both said the first woman had brought them there? There were so many others there helping her, so she simply turned her attention to her again, and looked up at her holding up the pail of starseeds.

"We did find a bunch of them... a huge pile... I just hope they all made it okay.." She put the pail down hands going to her skirt as she looked at the senshi.

"It is as the others say, Sir Caedus provided us with the means to attack the Negaverse directly... We... We all thought we would be strong enough to cause some real damage... But we were wrong. We were so wrong..."

She could feel the tears welling up as she recalled the chaos they had just endured, and wrapping her arms around her torso, she sank down next to Kairatos and rested her head on his arm, unconsciously seeking comfort from the nearest known person.

"It was terrible... I don't know what we were thinking..."

Havasu Falls, Squire of Pluto

Hav landed in the courtyard, his knees giving out completely leaving him collapsed on the ground. He had gone from hell to a timeless kind of nothing, if he didn't know better he would have thought he had actually died, and now he was once again in pain, and cold... so cold. The sweat that soaked his shirt chilled his body as it cooled in the cold moon air.

He gulped in the smokeless air, coughing occasionally, staring at the ground his mind not fully comprehending the knowledge that he was still breathing. The sound of a familiar name had him looking up. "Sabine?" Hav coughed again, wincing as his shoulder jared again. He spotted the young senshi and the mars knight from before, (Kairatos). "Sabine... where is Phact?" It looked like all the surviving fighters had been brought to where ever they were but he didn't spot the one person who was most important to him. The squire tried to gain his feet, only to start coughing, his body trying to get the smoke out of his lungs but just making him feel like he was trying to upchuck a lung.





Mlinzi, Guardian Cat

The guardian cat hissed in pain when the teleportation deposited in the courtyard. His butt hit the ground and he bathed the pads of his feet with his tongue, they were sore and hurt but other than one cut he didn't do too much damage. Once that was determined the large cat got to his feet and walking carefully he began to search among the survivors for one particular person.



Antares, Senshi of Scorpions

Antares was still out of it, completely unaware that she was no longer in danger. Her breath was still harsh as her body tried to recover from the damage that had done to it. The various cuts still bleeding sluggishly, blood matting the hair on the back of her skull from her previous wound, ash and dirt smeared across every conceivable part of her prone form but she was still breathing. She was still alive.

Ananke Senshi of Portals

Ananke's eyes opened... she blinked a few times her eyes coming into focus on the new environment around her. For some reason it gave her a sense of deja vu which was a strange feeling for her since nothing ever felt familiar to her since she first awoke with no memories a year ago. "Mmm... strange place." She didn't see anyone she was previously with and she mused that she got separated again. She could feel the pain still in her side but she mused the bleeding must have stopped a little because she didn't think she got hit that bad.

Her eyes dropped.. she was feeling really tired. She thought as she was kneeling on the ground. But... she shouldn't fall asleep... she didn't know... where eve... with that her eyes closed and she drifted off.