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Name: Perdita
HP: 25
Physical Attack left: 5/5
Power Attack left: 1/2
Status: N/A
Potions: None

Haven didn't argue when Ilian swatted her away. She nodded gravely and began moving through the fog, trying to make her way around the opening the youma had created in the floor without falling in. She slipped her hand into her messenger bag when she thought she was a safe distance away from Ilian and Lovely, thrust it into the air and transformed.

Then it was a matter of finding something she could use as a weapon. She happened upon an empty beer bottle and figured that would do.

“Touch of Plenty!” she chanted. When her hands glowed gold she touched them to the bottle and watched it duplicate in seconds. She took the magically duplicated beer bottle and threw it as hard as she could at the youma.

Name: Valhalla
HP: 35
Physical Attack left: 4/5
Power Attack left: 1/2
Status: None
Potions: None

“Ganymede! s**t,” Valhalla cursed, torn between making sure Rene had his wits about him and making sure Ganymede wasn’t getting herself into more trouble than she should. “Power up,” he demanded of his friend, turning to Rene with a worried expression before following after Ganymede.

He reached down to his side, not for his weapon but for the pocket watch he kept with him ever since he found it on Valhalla. “Kyrie, go,” he called, gripping tightly to the watch as the ghostly image of a large eagle burst from the object itself and soared into the sky.

Without needing to give her another command, she knew what to do and a bolt of lightning was released as she flew over the youma. Valhalla sincerely hoped there weren’t too many people still around the youma, and would feel horrible if anyone else got hit with the bolt in the process.

Name: Peter/Oberon
HP: 30
Physical Attack left: 5
Power Attack left: 2
Status: None
Potions: None

Peter tensed up as she shook her head and told him of the things the Negaverse had done to her. Kidnapped her?? Had she been one of those who’d been captured during New Years? He kept hold her hand, but was no longer squeezing it as harshly as he might have before. If anything he still wanted her attention.

She was obviously upset by the thought and to calm her, or what he hoped would calm her, he drew his pen from his pocket to hold. There was too much fog for anyone else around them to see, but as he was holding Raleigh’s hand she would know soon enough. “I’m trusting you to keep my secret,” he said quietly, really hoping he wasn’t making a mistake as he called out his transformation and powered up into Sailor Oberon.

Name: Rene/Alexandria
HP: 30
Physical Attack left: 5
Power Attack left: 2
Status:
Potions:Non Nerds

"I love you like a brother man, but your wife is insane." Rene hissed as he stared at Paris turned Ganymede. "I give her an A fo effort though. I guess." That's not the first thing he would have done but to each their own. Soon enough Alexandria took the young teens place and his grip tightened on his sword as he ran after the two.

Name: Sailor Cor Caroli
HP: 20
Physical Attack left: 4
Power Attack left: 2
Status: OK
Potions: None

Ezra was dangerously close to falling through the hole in the floor when the damned creature burst out of it. Fortunately, all that happened was that he landed on his butt in an embarrassing fashion. "What the s**t?!" he hollered, breaking out into what might as well have been an instant sweat. Oh god, what the hell was going on, there was a thing coming out of the floor, and it was good and ready to kill them all. Landing on his butt did have one advantage, however; it reminded him of what he was hiding in his back pocket (and was now poking him most uncomfortably). Fumbling around in the fog, he pulled his henshin pen out of his back pocket and transformed into Cor Caroli. If there was any time to power up, it was now.

There were a hell of a lot of power signatures there, which meant others would be trying to take the monster too. This was an immense relief, though it didn't change the fact that Cor Caroli had no clue what he was supposed to do. His powers were strictly defensive, and senshi strength could only get him so far. Well, it wasn't like he could sit around and do nothing. Trying to be stealthy, he crept closer to the beast and delivered a stomp-kick to it.

Cor Caroli hits for 6 damage!

Name: Oort
HP: 25
Physical Attack left: 5
Power Attack left: 2
Status: N/A
Potions: None

It was perhaps as well that Briar didn't catch all of the nearby orange-haired woman's words, given that he would not have appreciated the kid comment.

He was all of twelve thank you and thirteen towards the end of the year. His parents had started talking about high school a lot, particular his Mum who wanted him to go Azure as his big brother had.

Instead he caught enough of the pink eyed woman's words over the beat to catch her apology, his reddish eyes giving her a puzzled look in return followed by a shrug since he wasn't sure what she was apologising for or why but if she wanted to then okay - even if it was weird to apologise for no reason.

Come to think on it all this fog was weird too and was it normal for there to be so much of it? Because honestly it had gone from being cool in a sort of creepy to way to plain full out creepy.

In fact people were started to yell out to the organisers, his brother's voice amongst them and the music had stopped.

Briar did not like it - he didn't like it one bit especially since he couldn't even see the stage around him.

Instead he could hear panicked noises and the sounds of shrieks about him and he really wanted out of here.

He tried to turn to where he thought his brother was in all the fog, but his brother was gone and a voice was calling out from somewhere ahead and to the side about getting up somewhere.

He wanted to find his brother, but perhaps the stage would make it easier to see where his brother had gotten too so he said "M'kay" and tried to make his way over to where he saw the hand.

He was feeling kind of dizzy by the time he'd managed to get over to where there was indeed a hand and reached out to place his own in it and then he shrieked as there was some sort of sound that sounded like an explosion came from behind him.

He turned, reddish eyes wide as some sort of monster started to rise upwards. Catching a glimpse of horns, some sort of whitish stuff over the face and razor-sharp teeth before the fog covered everything again.

He pressed against the edged of the stage, adrenaline for the moment edging out some of the dizziness.

There was a monster here. A really, really big one.

And his brother was out there.

And he was going to forget that he had shrieked like a girl because it totally hadn't been a girly shriek - it had been a noise of surprise. Yes surprise.

He pressed against the stage ignoring the hand for a moment.

If he wanted to find his brother he would have to go near the monster.

Actually there was no 'if' because no way was he leaving his brother when there was a monster around.

He pulled out the pen that Horatio gave him and stared at it and then he called out "Oort Power, Make up!" whilst hoping that the fog would manage to keep him hidden.

Finally after the light show that seemed to be part of turning into a super hereo he looked at the hand one last time as he called "Thank you but I have to go find my brother" before turning to head to where he'd seen the monster.

Name: Sailor Hyakutake
HP: 20
Physical Attack left: 5
Power Attack left: 2
Status: n/a
Potions: n/a

Oh no. Nonono. That was a youma. Oh dammit, why couldn't they enjoy group gatherings in peace! She panicked a bit when she couldn't find Albert, then shook her head. She'd power, and find him, and reassure him that his date was safe and that he needed to get safe. And then she'd try getting who she could out. She needed to.

Less than a few seconds later, the Senshi of Willows stood where Kaida had been, and the blonde began her search, nearly running into Kells with a squeak. "Wha-what are you doing here?!"

Name: Havasu Falls, Page of Pluto
HP: 25
Physical Attack left: 5/5
Power Attack left: N/A -Page-
Status: None
Potions: None

Quinn nearly jumped when a hand grabbed his shirt from out in the purple haze but he quickly relaxed when it became clear that it was Delilah. He was slowly catching his breath back and keeping a hold on her, he stood as tall as he could since it the fog was slightly thinner than it was closer to the ground. "Have to." He croaked out, his throat raw and scratchy. What ever was in the fog had some serious repercussions. He shuffled them over towards the wall, it would be a starting point to finding the exit, at least that was his idea until he nearly tripped over a figure on the ground.

Curses were all he could think of as he vainly searched the fog for some way to help them both, Delilah had a point though. "Bar." By getting on the bar top they would be higher and could hopefully breath better. He found the bar by colliding with it. "Go," He wanted her up first he would follow, that was his idea at least until all hell broke loose.

The blast of debris and air cleared the fog enough for him to see the youma in all its glory. The curses he was thinking earlier were nothing compared to the litany of cuss words that coursed through his mind. He couldn't leave that thing alone to hurt more people. Calling himself every name in the book he climbed on the bar, fog flowing back in to hide everything once more. He swiped a unopened bottle of water and chugged it back, helping to clear some of the sluggish effect of the fog before turning to Delilah. "Find a exit and run. Go! Now!" He gave her a rushed kiss before climbing down into the fog and heading towards the youma, powering up as he went... not like anyone could see him anyway.