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Sedna, Senshi of Ships

Sedna gave Caedus a briefly, but sincere smile in reply to the thanks, checking up on him one last time before she turned. Okay...even if Pollux was a higher level than her, still....three against one really wasn't in his odds! Maybe her and Cellwig combined would be like...two? Anyways---

The senshi put herself back in a position where she was between Caedus and Pollux, and raised her fists, ready to go if need be. "Caedus is right---you should go find your brother. You should go check the moon---" She swallowed. "Because you're wasting your time here, and three against one just aren't good odds in your favor, guy!" After all, she'd place faith in the idea innocent until proven guilty, and everyone was right. Caedus only offered a vehicle. The choice to go had been solely placed in the individuals who took the opportunity.

Methone, Trans. Eternal of Aurora Borealis

As the ripped pieces fell to the ground, the eternal senshi felt every bit of her frayed and worried nerves snapp. There was a audible something in the background of something snapping (IT WAS HER TEMPER) and it came like a hot wild blind flash.

She strode to Pollux, pulling back her fist and throwing a punch at the only thing she knew he cherished more then his brother. His face.

If he dodged, the punch would land squarely in the ground behind them, with the ground cracking just a bit, a small fist shape imploded in it. The glowing marks shined brighter then ever and she turned to look at him.

"Pollux, Go to the moon or I will tear your pretty boy a** up so far and throw you into space, that your brother will be looking for shreds of you instead of a cloak you carelessly took apart." Then she took a deep breath. "If you don't leave right now, you're gonna face three girls and I am not feeling particular becoming to your a*****e behavior right now. We are ALL worried about someone, stop taking it out on Caedus."

"You will kill no one here, tonight," Caedus hissed, though it was impossible to tell if the tone was hostile or desperate, or just cold. He was a good few feet away from Pollux, though the frost still affected him.

The ice chilled him, but he did not move away from Pollux; instead, he moved towards him. The bandages on his hands were old and worn; it took so little to tear them from his left hand. He moved quickly, in a way he hadn't before. One second he was behind the three women who protected him, and the next he was at Pollux's side. He did not attack from the front; instead, his fingers brushed against the exposed skin of the back of his arm.

Caedus was cold to the touch, but that was to be expected—between Pollux's attack and the weather.

The attack was not painful. In fact, at first, it did not seem like much of anything. At first, it seemed like all he had done was deposit a small, flat crystal on the back of his arm.

And then it started to grow—rapidly.

Caedus was quick to move away from Pollux, uncomfortable and alarmed by the ice that covered him. He tried to get away from the source of the chill.

The crystal on Pollux doubled in size in a second, and doubled again—spreading across him. It hardened almost immediately. It was almost identical to an angel aura quartz, in color and structure—and it was hard, and strong, and it spread from his arm down to his feet, and up his neck. Movement was next to impossible; when the crystal was not spreading over his body, it was spreading out--and in only a few seconds it had already reached a centimeter or so thickness.

But it was not painful.

It was encasing, but painless. And it did not cover his face.

Caedus stood behind him so Pollux could not turn to look at him—and he looked to the girls and all who lingered in the area.

"I will leave this area tonight. I will stay gone until things calm down. I will try to fix things."

He couldn’t leave Earth without their help, and he couldn’t risk going into the city—or going much further out than he already was. There were few places that he could hide, but he would not stay in this area if Pollux had a death wish for him. Already he was moving, backing away quickly and moving back to collect his spilled crystals. He was confident that Castor could not break through the crystal that encased him.

"You should contact your friends and make sure they are all right," he said to the women. "And for what it is worth, know that I am sorry. I thought this would work. I thought I could hold the portal open."

He did not wish to look at Pollux, much less speak to him, but added, "The shell will not last for long. So I cannot stay."

He stood then, crystals cleaned up, and began to remove the overcoat Sedna had offered. 'Thank you," he said, trying to hand it back to her, frost and ice still clinging to it--and him.

Caedus did not look at any of them, rigid and uncomfortable without the safety of his robes and shadows.

It was far colder than the Page of Earth would have liked far too fast. It made her uncomfortable; the frost clinging to the sleeves of her dress. She, like Sedna, hadn't been hit with the brunt of the attack that Methone had but she could feel the frost hardening, turning into ice.

Celliwig brought her stick up slowly, her movements stiff and almost robotic due to the cold, but maybe if she kept moving the frost wouldn't get a chance to solidify.

"Caedus!" He had saved them from further attack from the Senshi of Frost, just as much as he had saved himself. He had acted honorably in defending them and the Page of Earth felt that was worth something, alien or not.

"I don't-- I don't have any friends that went through the portal." Not that she knew of, at least. If Camelot had gone through he hadn't contacted her to let her know that he would meet her anywhere. She would assume, then, that he hadn't. "I don't know anyone in there, but you helped us and we-- We should help you. I can take you to Celliwig. It's still on Earth. I'm of Earth. It would just be somewhere not here." It would be somewhere safe.

The ice was trying to form again. Worst attack ever.

"I cannot go far," Caedus replied quietly to Sedna; he was not looking up. They would find me outside of Destiny City, and they would find me if I went into the city. The only thing I can do is move around this area and hope that he has found his brother before he finds me again. But I cannot leave this earth without energy, and I do not know who else would be willing to help me after this disaster. "

He glanced to Celliwig and seemed appreciative of her offer, but worry creased his brows. "I am afraid I cannot accept your offer. It is kind, and I hope you know how much I appreciate it, but I know that I will only find what I need if I am here, in Destiny City."

Assuming someone didn't kill him first, of course. But he was trembling, in fear or anger or cold, and it was obvious that he knew what he was doing was dangerous. He knew what could happen if he stayed.

But he wouldn't make it home if he didn't at least try.

He glanced towards Methone and added in the same quiet, hurried voice, "Thank you. All of you. I am sorry for this trouble. I hope the trip was successful and all your friend return. I—I will see you again. Hopefully under better circumstances. But if you look hard enough, I am sure you will find me. But I understand that I must be more cautious. I hope you all will be safe."