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Crocus kept close to both Acubens and Kiuchi, if something was going to go wrong he'd rather be there to help them out in anyway he could. Speaking of magic, a conversation going on around him, his wasn't particularly useful in a one-on-one fight. At least it was a good enough distraction. "My own magic isn't all that useful really..." How he ended up with Saffron as his power source he'd never know. He didn't particularly care for any flowers, though he had to admit he looked up the flower later on and it was fairly pretty.

The conversation changed than and at first Crocus just laughed quietly to himself. Kiuchi really was a bit shy when it came to these things. Of course, Crocus knew he was dating someone, he had seem them together at the Gala. But when the hooded Senshi (Sinope) seemed to imply that they were actually dating, a blush almost came to his own face.

"Whoa, I care for Kiuchi like a brother. Not that I don't think he's absolutely adorable!" Crocus joked around, surely it was helping to relieve some of the tension in the air from the tight corridor and eerie atmosphere.





Points so far: 5

At the key of distress on Kiuchi's voice, Acubens snapped to attention. She must have had her on edge, because it wasn't until she bodily faced the conversation that she realized that she had born her teeth in some primal reaction to whatever danger threatened the smaller man. Was it her surroundings or the last trails of fear still drying against her nerves like ink that made her react so viciously to a danger that she had not even confirmed yet? Not that it mattered. Acubens had gotten fairly effective at masking her emotions, even after she let more than she would have liked slip. Once she recognized that Kiuchi was not in any real danger -- except for that of his pride, of course -- her expression fell easily into bemusement. The expression only deepened as Crocus was forced into the conversation. She had no stock in that particular strain of conversation -- Acubens knew how devoted Kiuchi was to his current boyfriend -- and as long as he and Crocus got along it didn't matter to her how close they got. She nudged her larger student, however, and winked lightly at him if only for the hell of it.

The mention of her book distracted her from her teasing.

"Oh, did I miss a question? Sorry, sometimes I lose track of what I'm doing. Ptolemy, right?" She passed the book to him, careful with the now loosening binding at the spine. "I'm trying to figure out exactly what we are. Remarque has been wildly helpful and I can never even begin to estimate how much of that information is from him. I just want to get it all in one place for new recruits, you know? It's coded right now, or at least the most recent entries are. Which reminds me, I have to give you a key for that code, Mimi."

Points so far: 7

Lesath shook her head, grinning slightly and finding it only slightly amusing that for all her bluster, Acubens had fallen almost immediately, upon entering the hole…though, she had tried to warn the girl, it wasn’t always the best thing to be so gung ho about everything…confidence helped, of course it helped…but being prepared and having a plan helped even more.

She winked at Jett and watched him make his way through, before looking back at the two girls she had brought. “Come on you two, don’t want to be left behind, do you? I’ll meet you in there. Don’t worry. It’s going to be fine. This is nothing.”

And then she was through, looking at the room on the other side with some interest. Not much, but some. “Huh.”



9 + 2 = 11

Explore the crack within the mirror?

Well why the heck not.


"Repairs, shmpairs." She muttered to her friend, grabbing hold as they followed the others through. It was scary but she adored scary, so this was quite in fact far more up Lovejoy's alley than her best friend probably approved up.

As she made her way forward, she found herself tripping and stumbling over random objects on the ground. It was peculiar, to say the least, but she was determined to keep going forward and keep up with the other senshi.

She was definitely no rotten egg!


"C'mon, Kib! Keep up!!"






Points so far: 4

"Because..." Diadem answered, pride creeping into her tone as she took Laverna's arm. "All this aside, and please don't count that as me disparaging 'all this'... one of these days you're going to turn on the news or open the paper and I am going to be there, reporting. I don't know how, I don't know where, because I will start my own damn channel if I have to, but I'm going to be out there finding out and sharing the truth, and freaking out because it's got a little fog and bad masonry doesn't do any of us any favors. Adrenaline doesn't actually make you into a super attentive terminator combat machine, they've done studies. Override your self preservation instincts? Sometimes... but mostly it's going to give you the shakes and startles."


4

When Mimi smiled and turned to answer him, Ptolemy beamed right back. "Is that so? If I'd known about it, I might have offered to assist," he said, intrigued.

The crack and the opening of the corridor had interrupted, then, but he laughed at the girl's comment about Mirrorspace. Leaning over, he put his hand up conspiratorially and whispered, "It's probably just jealous." Then he bowed.

"The pleasure is mine, Mimistobell. Funny to meet someone else with a name as long as four syllables. Do you go by a nickname too, or do you prefer the full one?" Even as he spoke, however, he was moving toward the corridor; not wanting to interrupt the flow of conversation, but not wanting to linger as the rest of their group proceeded, either.

Finding a book being passed to him, the dark-eyed sailor scout accepted it, shaking his head at Acubens' apology to him. "It wasn't anything important," he assured her with a warm smile. "And that's right. As for this book of yours, is this your own personal creation, or did someone else start it? Were you perhaps asked to make it?"

He listened to her reasoning and nodded in agreement. "This is definitely something that seems like this court needs. I've also been really curious about what we are ever since I was woken as a senshi. I also enjoy keeping records of things." Tilting his head, he asked, "Why coded? So non-DMS can't read it?"

"Don't sweat it," Sinope answered the Senshi of Clovers, waving his free hand. "And sure; wouldn't have it any other way." He'd actually been hoping she'd say that so he wouldn't have had to make a fool of himself asking her. He knew he need someone to stick close with; probably more so than Sadalsuud. It was easier on his pride to be the one asked for permission rather than the other way around, though.

"Final yeah, huh? Congrats." Smirking at her, he remarked, "You should come by Romano's more often. Sometimes I hang around there to steal the energy of some jerks in my class. When I first met Avior recently, he'd caught me at it and helped me out."

He chuckled lightly. "You're not allowed to date? Even though you're almost out of high school? Sounds kinda strict."

Not that he knew anything about dating or dating ages, but in high school it seemed people were always claiming boyfriends and girlfriends as if it were a game of musical chairs and the ones caught without someone to call their own were the losers. Not that he particularly minded being a loser in that game. He just hadn't thought there was anyone restricted from playing the game in the first place, especially out of middle school years.

"Aw, come on, don't keep me in suspense, guys!" the redhead pleaded, looking from Sadalsuud to Kiuchi to Crocus. "What are your guys' magic like? I wanna know! And if we're going to end up fighting something here, isn't it a good idea to know each others' skills so we can compose strategies based off one anothers' abilities and how they work together?

"Like you!" he called, turning back in the direction he had seen Laverna last. She'd appeared to have stuck with the shining senshi she'd tried to sneak up on (Diadem). "Don't think I forgot! I still didn't get to hear what your magic does! Or Little Miss Rainbow's, there."

He made a face, having caught snippets of the girls' comments about him as he left, but getting more annoyed with himself than with them. Had he really sounded like he'd been trying to flirt or 'hit on her' or 'pick her up' like other teenage boys his age?

Well, that was their assumption to make, though it hadn't at all been his intention. He wasn't romantically interested in anyone. At least...not that he was currently aware of, and he did his best to be as aware as possible when it came to himself.

The redhead watch the pair of girls increase their proximity, bitterly shaking his head absently at their evident friendship. If only they knew what they were getting into. There was a reason he himself took great pains not to get too close to anyone.

Catching Crocus' mention of his own magic, Sinope turned to answer, "You think yours isn't useful? At least it probably doesn't make your situation worse like mine. Come on, spill it. What's your power?"

Ahhh, and there was the blonde's blush. Funny how out of the two boys and one girl, the boys were the ones who had gotten the most visibly flustered by the suggestions regarding their relationships.

"Alright, I can buy 'adorable little brother'," Sinope admitted. It had not escaped him that Acubens had reacted to Kiuchi's tone, and though she hadn't appeared to have done anything about it, he didn't want to push his luck. He'd had enough fun teasing the more timid-seeming male senshi for now.

His ears perked as Kiuchi finally began to divulge the effects of his magic. "Whoa...neat! Sounds like it'd be useful for discouraging people from beating you up." Brows furrowing, he thought about it. "Hmm...what was your sphere again? Did you say before that it was gorgons?" He'd thought he'd heard the term mentioned and it had seemed to fit the young man's green attire, at least. "Like, as in the creatures from Greek Mythology?" Oh, how he loved history!

"Hehe, relax, I was just messing with you," Sinope told the Senshi of Gorgons with a soft laugh upon seeing his surprise. "I didn't seriously think you were with any of these guys. I know better than to jump to conclusions like that so easily."

Aaand evidently Kiuchi was in his final year as well. "Am I the youngest here or something?" he murmured to himself. He had just finished his first year of high school, so it was odd to hear that everyone else was soon leaving. Oh well; less chance for attachment if he didn't go to school with them.

"Hungry? Oh, because the stuff's used in food?" the Senshi of Slyness asked, mentally noting yet another explained ability. "Huh...I wonder if you can control that to be stronger or weaker. Like you know if someone breathes in a whole lot of cinnamon, it makes them cough? Maybe you could incapacitate them like that."

Heaving a deep sigh, he said, "Mine's still the worst, though. It's actually almost gotten me beat up a couple of times, and that's from White Moon Senshi. I don't even want to think about what would happen if I tried it on a Negaverse agent."



Ptolemaeus: (10 + 7) 17
Sinope: (8+7) 15

It was trying to kill them. Mirrorspace was trying to kill them; Sinope was fairly certain of this now. But even with everyone present, how were they supposed to fight a whole dimension? If that was even really what this was.

He attempted to yank Sadalsuud down with him, their arms still linked, as he ducked the shards that flew towards them and shut his eyes, not wanting anything to fly in. His expression became grim and he stared at the space beyond the frame. There, beyond the remaining shards of broken glass...was that a new room?

If the glass was going to shatter like that, why even have it there in the first place? Ptolemaeus pondered, dodging to the side so only a few mirror shards nicked him. He glanced around urgently, wondering if anyone else had become more badly injured. Was it Mirrorspace that had caused the mirror to break, or something beyond it trying to push past? He hadn't spent all that much time in Mirrorspace, but he hadn't thought mirrors breaking - especially on their own - was a common occurance.



Ptolemaeus: 17
Sinope: 15