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Sailor Meissa - Team White - HP 30

Meissa grinned as her compliment was met with what appeared to be a blush from the woman. The teen was glad that her compliment had been taken well. It was always nice to not have to worry that others were not pleased with her opinion. Fingering the headband that held part of her uniform it was Meissa's turn to visibly blush. She loved most parts of her outfit at times and sometimes it just seemed inconvenient, "thank you."

At about that time the girl heard an authoritative voice explain the rules of the game that would be their training exercise. Her brows knit together before she pieced what it meant. It was like flag football and capture the flag. She chuckled before noting the color of her mask and flicked her gaze around the field. It was then that she turned back to Richtersveld. Her hand came out almost a little fast as she offered it to be shaken, "It's nice to meet you Richtersveld. I'm Sailor Meissa - senshi of Bobcats. It might not be too late to pick a team. I can grab you a mask if you like from the table?"

Even as she was waiting for an answer Meissa began walking backwards in order to keep Richtersveld in sight. She probably should have been watching where she was going though as all of a sudden she was tumbling over backwards. Rubbing at her now stinging backside and wincing at the loss of her pride the senshi of Bobcats looked at what had tripped her and she took in the first thing she noticed, followed quickly by the second. The first thing she noticed was that she had tripped or stumbled over a fairly large cat. The second thing she noticed was the color of the mask that was tied around the cat's middle. It was her 'enemy.' Even as she thought that she found herself reaching towards him. She didn't know what she'd do but maybe she could cart him off the field.

Team White - Chibi Morishita - HP: 30

'Mr. Kitty' was incredibly vague, given the number of Mauvians here, but Morishita supposed it didn't really matter, she'd find him soon enough... maybe. Well, in the meantime, she'd just have to take a guess as to where he was, and, well, if she got other people on the opposing team along the way, then it was a bonus, right?

"Claws of the Mountain Cat!" the teenaged chibi called out, and lunged forward in what she hoped was the direction this 'Mr. Kitty' went. Hopefully went, because she certainly couldn't tell which way or another.

Pendour, Page of Neptune- Team Black
HP: 30

Pendour was becoming increasingly unsure that she was comfortable with all this. Mask snatching? She really did not want other people's hands anywhere near her face.

Then again, at least here she was in control of things. She knew that the Negaverse would not respect her boundaries, her weaknesses, and Cybele seemed quite sure that they were always lurking around in the least convenient spots. Pendour knew it, too, deep down. Instead of leaving, she pushed the mask up, off her bad eye and onto her forehead.

It was something. It was better, maybe. She had to double check her mask color, too, before she scanning the area.

She saw a girl in a white mask close to her. A senshi, maybe? For being at this nearly a year, Pendour still wasn't really sure how to tell the difference. Either way, she was reaching down towards a cat.

Cats, she knew, were more than able to fight back. They might even have the advantge in something like this, slipping through people's legs and climbing up their arms. That one, however, didn't seem to be paying much attention.

"Um," she began as she walked closer, reaching out more towards the girl's shoulder than towards her mask. Hopefully the cat could get away at least. "Not so fast," she said. "Please."

Super Sailor Cybele- Team White
HP: 40

Her speech over, Cybele did her best to slip into the crowd. She wasn't totally sure how this little mask stealing game was going to go over, but even if there were some skeptics out there, she knew she had at least two friends who were planning on hunting her down.

Of course, it wasn't like she could really hide. There were enough other people in magical outfits around that at least her antlers didn't stand out too much, but she had just been speaking loudly to the crowd.

So she was wary, fists curled at her sides, taking in the mask colors of those around her.

Sailor Phoebe - HP: 30 - Team White

The dark skinned girl took the mask Dene offered her, looking down at it thoughtfully before securing it to her head, rather then drawing it down over her eyes. Attention on the girl that'd summoned them all, and then out into the crowd as the reality of what this gathering was meant to be washed over her. "Oh."

Training, in this case, meant going after each other in an apparent free-for-all melee with the intent to snatch the masks off each other. Like starseeds.

Sunset eyes flicked back to Dene and she could tell the other girl had a similar feeling about the whole thing.

But as the game began and everyone began racing at players on the opposite team it became quickly obvious that she and her courtmates might be in the minority here. "Oh dear." Sticking together sounded like a great idea, and Phoebe moved until she was standing at Tortuga and Dene's back, watching for anyone that happened to rush at their little group.

Team White - Squire Tortuga of Jupiter
HP: 40
Attack: None yet

Tortuga would have to take Dene's word for it since he didn't think he had actually met Elara let alone knew what her uniform looked like. He knew he had met her as a civilian, they had done a group dinner a little bit ago, but he was pretty sure he hadn't met her as a senshi yet. Letting her take the lead Tortuga followed his girlfriend through the crowd, their linked hands keeping them together.

At Dene's nickname being called he glanced over and saw a dark haired senshi run up to them in bare feet. Hell her whole outfit didn't seem warm enough for summer let alone late fall. It was less then a week to Thanksgiving for christ sake! Even he had a civilian winter jacket on! He had been planing on pulling it off before the shinanigans started but he slipped it off and pushed it on the young woman. "Put it on before you freeze." he said a bit gruffly. He wondered who came up with the fuku's and uniforms they all wore because they came up with some seriously strange stuff! He guessed that she wasn't Elara because there was no purple on her, let alone a purple that really stood out. "Tortuga," His introduction was cut short when the lady who appeared to be in charge started to give out instructions.

He winced at the idea of a 'fire' since that had happened at the theater a while ago, whether it was intentional or not he had no clue but a lot of people had died that night. He didn't know if it had been from the negavers attack or from the fire. It had been bad either way. He took the mask Denebola passed out and slipped the thing onto his face with a grimace. He knew he looked stupid and it felt uncomfortable but he got the point of it. It was like flag football except there wasn't one 'football' to go after, they were all fair game.

"Either of you have trap magic? Something that works on the ground?" He asked quietly as they formed a triangle of sorts, their backs to each other, protecting each other. "My stuff is really on good for concealing ground attacks." He hadn't really gotten a chance to figure his new level out completely but he at least knew the bare bones of his magic. Besides Tortuga knew he was a better healer then fighter anyway, magic or no magic.

This war was no bar room brawl either. The consequences were a lot more deadly to say the least... this training none withstanding that is.

Team Black: Sailor Tsih
HP: 30
Attack: 2

Tsih had been excited by the idea of some serious group training. She had a lot of practice with her Knight friend and a little bit here and there with other Senshi. That didn't always leave her prepared for when serious group shenanigans broke out though. It would have been nice if they had been assigned team captains, but I guess there wasn't always time for something like that during a real battle either.

There were a few familiar faces in the crowd, but not many. And having arrived a bit later then most of them, she didn't have time to greet anyone before Cybele, the person that had invited them all here, was explaining the rules and telling them to begin. She snatched up a black mask and slipped it on over her head without any issues. She had been wearing her winter coat on over her uniform, but didn't want it's poofiness to get in the way of her seeing everyone around her, so she decided to slip it off for now. She could stand a quick little bout out in the cold. At least, she hoped all the running around would keep her warm.

As everyone else scattered around she took a chance to observe the battleground. Who was an enemy and who was on her side. Was there anyone that needed some assistance or someone that looked like an easy (enough) target. That was when she spotted a red-clad Senshi on Team Black that was struggling with a much smaller, Chibi Senshi climbing on her back.

Tsih could honestly say she had no experience with any Chibi Senshi, though she was aware they did exist. It looked like the other girl was having form trouble, so she ran to her aid. Thankfully the Chibi had most of her attention on the older girl, so it was easy enough to sneak up behind her and try to pull her off her team mate.

"I think it's a little early for her to be out of the game already. We should have some more fun while we're at it." Tsih was trying to be gentle though. She might not hesitate to actually attack an Agent, but a little girl was a different story. Even if she was magically gifted.