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And then there were four. Europa whirled around, hand drawn up at the ready once more, until she quickly sized up the newcomer. "Azzo," she breathed, lowering her hand. Not that she'd ever met him in senshi form, but right now she had better things to worry about than to imply that she might be a student at Meadowview High. Luckily Ganymede hadn't gone tumbling into a geyser - that would have been bad, especially when she'd only just found him! "Be a little more careful where you step."

She took the opportunity to scout out the path behind them, though. The next person to ambush them through the steam might not be so nice. But she had no luck making out any distinct shapes - maybe a dark figure moving here or there, but it was impossible to tell how close they were, or if they were coming their way.

"Ganymede," she said, trying to formulate a passable plan. "You take the front. Keep an eye out for anyone or anything dangerous. Tate and Azzo, you're in the middle. I don't know what happens if we die here."

No points for guessing if this was Inception or Matrix rules dream fighting.

"I'll take up the rear," she added, squinting into the mist. She raised her hand cautiously - she didn't trust anything she couldn't properly see.

ZONE TIME!

Trying to disseminate some of the questions asked here.

• You can move around once you pick a zone.
  
  
• Though you move around, you may not change your zone number.
  
  
• Nessy does love you!

Stay close, said the senshi Tate really couldn't look out without turning odd colors, and Tate really... well... what reason would she have for leaving senshi? They were the ones who more reliably tried to save her life, after all. It was the Negaversers who always, always tended to go for whatever it was in her chest--even Zinkenite. But there was more than one reason to let someone reach for that. If she could trust Zinkenite's information, anyway...

Who was to say she couldn't?

It was then that her height served even more to her advantage. She could see clear over one of the senshi's heads--Ganymede? to the dark-haired Negaverser approaching. Wolframite. And his weapons were ******** first instinct was flight. Self-preservation above all. Her place between two senshi was alright, but she still felt rather insecure and shifted so her back was towards Azzo. She'd played fighting games, watched movies, and more than that she knew how Wolframite moved from watching him so often. He was going to attack--had his feelings towards her changed that much? Rather than flinching and hiding, she instinctively grabbed the blonde senshi's shoulders and shoved him down as the blade flew over their heads.

"Europa," cried Tate, shoving Ganymede away and to the side, hopefully out of the way.

He tried to time the geysers in their burts, moderate success at best. What they needed was to group with other Negaverse agents, but he'd take out a senshi if he had the chance, and he had every faith she'd help as well, though he wondered if he should feel badly about that.
Strange, some of the senshi he could see through the blue lenzes seemed far more nimble than he was used to, he felt it too, he was used to dodging but, he'd done far better than he would have thought, he hadn't even trod on Alkaid's toe.

Atlas came to on the damp rocky ground, flat on his back with his limbs splayed out and gasping for oxygen like a beached fish. He had been soaked with geyser-water from head to toe, and unfortunately that had been the complete opposite of refreshing. His clothes were sticking to his skin so fiercely and heavily that they had started feeling more like a layer of congealed slime than actual clothing. For a moment he just lay there, staring blankly at the sky, trying to will it to stop spinning above him so he could get up and... do... something.

And then when he did get up, it was with a cry of surprise that the environment twirled and twisted around him again... only for him to land perfectly on his feet. Looking around him, he noted that his peers were also performing similar feats, flipping and cartwheeling across the zone like a bunch of humanized monkeys.

The sight made him sigh.

Why couldn't this development have happened BEFORE he'd gotten swept up into Leopard's geyser?!

(( Zone 9 ))

Faceless soldiers surrounded Boreas on all sides. Each of their individual battles and squabbles added up quickly to prove that they were still in the midst of an all out war. Senshi and Negaverse continued to battle it out, some losing their place in the dream world, while others reduced the numbers of one side or the other.

However, as the ground below them continued to make its presence known by erupting large geysers, a curious condition seemed to swept through the zone's inhabitants. Boreas suddenly felt nimble, even more so than the usual senshi boost. As he jumped to avoid the scalding hot water, he soon released that his movements were even easier than before. As he bounced back, he sprung backwards into a flip and was easily able to somersault over an unknown officer.

"This is getting interesting..."

Interesting in a more negative aspect. Not that he didn't enjoy flying last time, but he certainly wouldn't miss plummeting to the ground either.

He couldn't really hear Ever very well, but he did catch 'sexy' and decided not to push the topic. "Stay safe! I'll try and get over to you!" he yelled as loud as he could.

Tony looked absolutely mortified at the senshi's joke, though he supposed he deserved it. He blushed furiously, which was that much more obvious considering his skin could burn red without being hidden under those burdensome clothes everyone always goes on about.

But he had learned something, even as he helped her to her feet. He was feeling... stronger, like he wasn't in his dough-y, mostly useless save for book shelving body. He felt like he could fight, like he wanted to fight, though he didn't exactly know who with. There were so many unfamiliar faces around, and he didn't think it wise to barrel into a fight for no reason.

He still had a lot of things to figure out.

"Oh, you're bleeding..." his gut wrenched in guilt and he would have offered to bind the wound, if he had any cloth to spare. Even with this sense of strength, it seemed, he was still useless to Senshi. He hated that realization, that feeling, though he was determined to do everything he could for those who might need his aid, and for Gomeisa, since he now felt responsible for the young woman.

Ganymede sputtered at Europa, not exactly liking the idea of taking the front. "Wait, but it's... er..." Something told him he shouldn't complain about the danger of the situation. The fact that s**t was probably going to happen while they were here seemed obvious to him at this point. Nothing ever went well. Ever. "O-Okay... the front then..." Even though he'd rather be in the rear. If he was in the front, wouldn't he run into everything first?

Unless someone came from behind him. So maybe the front was better.

He didn't know. He didn't know anything anymore, so he just did what he was told. He made a crappy Senshi and he knew it.

He barely even noticed when he was attacked, and probably would have been hit head on if Tate hadn't pushed him out of the way. It wasn't a particularly gentle shove, but he couldn't complain seeing as she'd just gotten him out of harms way. Luckily when he fell onto the hard ground he didn't land on his already broken wrist. That would have sucked. Well, more than this situation already did.

He looked up from his spot on the ground to see who it was that had gone after him, noticing Wolframite but having absolutely no idea who he was. He'd never seen him before. He had cute boots, though.

Er... yeah. Focus. Definitely have to focus.

Ganymede paled a bit when he noted the weapon that had been shot at him. "Wait a minute, you have knives?" The only weapon he'd ever been attacked with before had been a curling iron, and let's face it, a curling iron -- while apparently effective -- wasn't as intimidating as a pair of sharp objects. "Okay, I'd really like to leave, like, right now."