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Sekani took to the city streets a little differently tonight. The flyers and broadcasts advertising the Lunar Eclipse viewing party had done the job of turning Main Street into the most happening place after hours. Parties needed no excuses, but the heavenly creaking of celestial bodies through the infinite space from here to the moon sounded fine. Free event + free show + free food = he was there yesterday. Except he wasn't, because university among other things, but he was there in spirit. He had picked out one of the less snarky t-shirts from his wardrobe, seeing as it was a family event, and bundled in a fluff-lined jacket to counteract the breeze. Strapped at Sekani's side was his handy-dandy camcorder - the last Destiny City event was such a hit, that he couldn't not film this one. Would it be as eventful? The bluenette doubted it, since there were no roller coasters to run rampant, but there was a moon pie eating contest. Since most of the carnival video was him hoarking everything and the kitchen sink, his (increasingly questionable) viewerbase would at least have a shot at that action. Do Moonpies taste as good going down as coming up, both en masse? Inquiring minds want to know!

Nearly to the contest area, Sekani's stomach began protesting how long it had been without anything, thank you, and these teas and cakes and coffees were smelling really good. Maybe one little something wouldn't hurt his chances? Ultimately, Sekani has a warm chocolate chip cookie in one hand and his camcorder in the other on time to watch the much-anticipated eclipse. He wondered if this was like New Years and everyone was supposed to cheer. Seems legit. The shout stuck in his throat, however, when some sort of... lunar nugget or bunnyfly sauntered down from the hollowed-out moon and molested his forehead. He could scarcely watch it retreat for all of the staring accusingly at the cookie for whatever it had drugged him with.



Another city gathering, another potential death knell for Destiny City. Then again, it felt a little silly even to Harper to think so morbidly while dressed as a fawn. So she quieted the voice, soothed its grumpy paranoia, and sent it to bed for the night. This was not a senshi gathering and the celebration area was, for once, properly covered with police before a major catastrophe broke out. Positively preemptive. She walked down the bustling Main Street in a(n unknowingly) very mori girl-inspired outfit, layers of tans, creams, and darker browns, with bits of old lace here and there. The tasteful makeup and faux mini-antlers tied the outfit more closely to the fawn inspiration. As a final touch, she had borrowed one of her ma's old broaches to pin above her heart: oval and deep wine red. The matriarch had called it morbid, though she allowed it. In the grande scheme of the life of an older teenager, it was a small request.

Harper bought a hot coffee - mixed liberally with cream and sugar - at a popular cafe along the way. Though not a big fan of coffee, the drink warmed her bones in a way a coat simply couldn't penetrate. Brown eyes caught the steam, lazily watching it twist up to the dark sky and disappearing moon. In her own quiet moment, she admires it. Having visited the Sanctuary could not dull the impression from Earth. If only everyone knew what it stood for.

Before she knew it, Harper was near the lunar-themed costume contest area. So many people! Were they all here for the contest? There was certainly a very impressive white dress in the mix. Oh, but it was time for the eclipse! Harper watched as the last sliver of the wonderful crescent slipped into the darkness. Her smile and amazement at the wonders of astronomy faded when the fairy specks began descending. That... wasn't quite normal, was it? Anxiousness began tingling in her blood, but there was nothing to be done in such a large crowd. The little thing dared to touch her forehead, tugging away at something unseen. She reached out to snatch it from the air, but it seemed to have disappeared.



People and things, people and things! With nothing on the docket for her wonderful faction this night, Rhys was thoroughly enjoying the festivities. A fluffy face (or, when that failed, distracted patrons) made for lots of taste testing. A pet on the back or a scratch behind the ear was rarely too far away, though she had to watch out for a few of the tipsy ones - they got a little rough. It was usually best to direct them to a seat or a trashcan.

Sensing a change in the crowd, Rhys looked upward to see that the eclipse was upon Destiny City. How glorious was the pure dark sky! That is, until some sparkly thing poked her star sigil. No no, terrible thing, that is not for you! she barely keeps from squawking out as she jumped back.

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Michael’s eyebrows raised in amusement at Lune’s comment of him making jeans and a tee look good. He let the comment settle for a few moments before glancing down at his former student with a half smirk and a, “I’m too old for you, you know.”

Not that age was ever more than just a number, but Lune’s reputation wasn’t exactly on the down-low, especially when he was still a student at Azure. Personally, Michael saw no harm in it as long as everyone involved behaved responsibly and were tested regularly or whatever…

Teenagers. He was one of those once, although he usually likes to forget that.

He didn’t say anything in regards to ‘bad experiences’ but allowed Lune to see a small nod. There have been way too many bad experiences for him to be able to shake this feeling he had about tonight.

There had been a comment Michael would have liked to say in response to Lune’s apparently show of concern, but it was then that the Lunar Eclipse happened — he hadn’t even realized it was that close to it — and… something happened that had him distracted from the fact that he probably really shouldn’t be drinking, and that Lune seemed to even care about his wellbeing.

“What the hell…” he breathed, throwing his arm out to the side as if to push Lune behind him instinctively — clearly pushed to the brink of his paranoia. From the sky, something came down… some kind of creature…??

Before he could even realize that they looked like bunnies with wings, one had touched him. He made a snatch for it, but it was gone.

He hadn’t been the only one who had witnessed it. There were people all over the place breaking out into talk and some panic about what they’d just witnessed. Looking around the crowds, though… he couldn’t see anything that seemed to pose a threat.

Was this the Negaverse’s doing??

"I can see that." He teased, settling in behind Alistair. Lance blinked, seeing something strange. "...Never a dull moment is there." It didn't look like anything he'd seen before. But that didn't mean s**t wasn't about to go to hell again.

"I know. I just think you look better with out them." Des snorted as he returned the glasses. He blinked. "...Gabriel?" He called, placing a hand on the teen's shoulder. "..Are you alright?"

Alistair rolled his eyes, leaning back against his boyfriend (boyfriend!!!!) and then reaching over to take Lance's hand, twining their fingers together. "Hopefully things will be different this time." They were Tantlaus and Damocles now, not just terrified civilians.

"Didn't you see the...the rabbit things?" He'd caught a glimpse of one near Des. He should've known anything involving the moon was a bad idea - what if this was the prelude to the return of the Moon Queen?

"One could hope..." Lance murmured, but that still didn't stop him from pulling Ali close, just in case s**t went to hell.

"Rabbit things? No, I must have missed it." Desmond shifted closer to Gabriel, finally putting those silly glasses on. "...Gabriel?"

Penelope had already decided that she didn't quite like Mr. Jacket (Adrian), so to see him shift his lecherous ways to the innocent costume contestent (Danica) maade her immediately step between the two. It was hard to try and justify herself, but it would be far worse if he were allowed to hurt the nice lady beside her. "I just thought that moths, with lunar moths, were close enough to the moon... and I'm pretty sure there was this one time where she destroyed a moon base." Not sure because the thought of the protector of the Earth hurting anything on the Moon, a safe haven for her, was sort of painful, but none of those thoughts or emotions bubbled up. "And it was something I could make myself... wouldn't detract from anyone's better costume."

And then the eclipse happened.

As Sailor Pasiphae, Penelope had seen a myriad of unbelievable things. Some were beautiful and breathtaking; others, horrble and nightmare-inducing. At first, she thought it would be the latter when the eclipse began to hemmorage looked as much like a swarm of locusts. So when rabbits with perfect, gossamer wings that the pitifully made card-board bits on her back were supposed to emulate appeared and touched everyone's forehead, including her own, the judgmental girl was torn. Everything pointed to something innocent, wonderful, as the moon itself now felt in her mind. But she had been in enough fights and ambushes to get a sickening feeling all the same.

"E-excuse me, I need... to um... talk to someone about this," Penelope murmured. She did not indicate what 'this' was because... well, they had to have seen the flying things too, right? Her hand instantly shot for the cell phone in her pocket and she crafted a group text to everyone she could think to inform. All of her best friends - Christa, Chris, Paris, who she knew were at the festival, and Harper and Michael, who she had no idea if they were coming or not but just to make sure they were okay - added to one group text from her with the same words.



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Horatio was content to let Orah flop her wherever she wanted if it meant prolonged friend and cuddle time. The mischevious Mauvian hadn't even gotten a chance to press any of the tempting, shiny buttons before the promise of a new toy and the crinkle of unwrapping a treat she had never tried before comforted her along with being picked up again. She pointed out, "I can help with the customers too, I can run across the tables and knock stuff into trashcans like a shooting basketball game and oooo new snack!"

The small bite was quickly consumed, and Horatio made a queer looking face. The stickyness was sort of like bubblegum... even if the taste wasn't, and she found herself licking at her whiskers to try and make sure all of it had come off. "This is supposed to be a pie made on some moon? I think whatever moon that is shouldn't be baking anymore!" Her rambling stopped, however, whenever the sari-clad girl pointed out that the eclipse was happening right now. She scrambled to a better position than the super comfy lap but found an intruder.

A fluffy bunny with wings and it was rubing her forehead star?! Horatio was a friendly cat, but even that seemed a little too friendly for something that had suddenly come down in a swarm. The Himalayan immediately wrinkled her nose, and she was not one to suffer in silence as she whispered, "Hey, what the heck are you--I mean, we could probably play together or something, but you should at least introduce yourself first, I'm Horatio and--"

It was gone. Teal eyes looked up to Orah at her question and she mewed quietly, "I have no idea but do you think they'll come back? We never got a chance to play..."

While the parents took the rest of the pack to the park to view the eclipse, Scott Erlea and his little brother Paul were in line for the Lunar themed costume event. Neither one could participate due to lack of funds, but sometimes Scott just wanted to watch others' creativity at work.

Paul sat on top of his big brother's shoulders, looking up at the growing eclipse and wriggling so much that he threatened to fly right off of Scott's shoulders, but the teen managed to tighten his grip at just the right time. All the while, Paul was pointing to the skies, exclaiming loudly as Scott's attention fell onto a familiar sight. "Look, Scott, look! The moon's gonna disappear soon!"

"But not for long," Scott said absentmindedly, as he looked towards Penelope. Her outfit was definitely familiar to him, and he was considering approaching her, when Paul gave a gasp and pulled at his hair. "Ow, careful up there, squirt…"

"Scott, what's it doing?"

He looked up, thinking that he was talking about the moon, but his eyes caught sight of the tiny, winged, sickly adorable bunny, and he instinctively took a step back to avoid it, trying to spare himself and his brother from whatever the hell it was. "No way… what are you-?"

No matter how much he tried to escape, it only got closer, and he felt a jolt when it touched him. Then, just like that, it was gone, leaving only a very confused Scott and a very intrigued Paul, as he had no qualms in mentioning the event to his brother. "Ohhhh, does that happen at every eclipse? That was cool…

The blonde rolled his eyes. "Mhmm. Though I'm pretty sure there's no 'lot' stuck on the end of my name.." Lance glanced back up at the moon, checking to see if there was anything else.

"Are you sure?" He said quietly, his hand still on the other boy's shoulder. "You look kind of pale."