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Sailor Inari

It was late, far later than Inari would have ever dared to go outside before she was awakened. But there was something absolutely thrilling about this new secret freedom that had her taking more and more daring risks. She could move faster, jump higher, and just felt free now.

And then she felt it. Inari skidded to a hault as she felt the calling pulse through her ,making her gasp softly. This. She never had felt anything like this before. And she wasn't overly sure what to make of it either. Good or bad though, she knew one thing for certain. This thing, whatever it was that was pulling at her, wasn't human. Decidedly not. This was something that Hadaya had awakened her for, those things she had only thought were comic book stories like the fight of good and evil.

So she took off, running in the direction she felt it calling her to. When she saw the others, however, she slowed, her wedged boots making a soft thumping sound as she trotted towards them. Teal eyes scanned the area, praying to whatever might listen that she would be able to maybe see the one senshi she knew, or somehow see her small fluffy friend.

When pink fluttering fabric met her eyes, Inari breathed a soft sigh of relief and hurried over, calling her friend's name. "Lacri!" She was a little breathless and her brows were drawn together despite her friendly smile. "Any idea what's going on here? This is....this is weird right?" She kept her voice soft but spoke urgently.

Super Sailor Acrucis // Senshi of Prayer

Taken aback by his verbal lashing Acrucis became rather rigid. Standing in front of him an image, not from a memory but rather a dream, over lapped with his. Though their attitudes mirrored one another, no they were definitely not the same. Still, even after a year since those dreams had started she never did come to learn what happened to the senshi she and Ashur had saved in the future where hope was snuffed out like a candle in the wind and many lives were stolen on those final fateful nights.

Cerulean eyes narrowed clearly having none of his attitude. “Listen! Acting tough is one thing, but if you think that will earn you even an ounce of respect by anyone willing to listen to your little tantrum; you’re wrong. Whatever chip you have on your shoulder I strongly suggest you let it go because this childish behavior will only make matters worse.” God forbid one of the other senshi or knights beat the negaverse to the punch and discipline him on the spot.

“I don’t know what happened on the train, I wasn’t there. However, I can speak from experience that if you’re not going to be a part of the solution then you should leave.” Least of all he get killed for being the wild card that gets in the way or pisses off the wrong person.

“It’s not that I doubt your capabilities on whether or not you can hold your own.” Acrucis continued, “But the way I see it, you have one of two choice; grow up or go home.” He was clearly not mature enough to be a part of this group setting; then again, were any of them? Either way his blood would not be on her hands, someone had to tell him this was no place for kids.

"No? Well that's too bad...~" Aaru chuckled and rolled his eyes. Erebus could only hurt him IF he let him, which totally wasn't about to happen any time soon. The Saturn page turned to look at the cloaked figure before them, frowning. It was kind of creepy given the fact that there was a lot of people speaking, and the figure before them wasn't speaking at all. Instead of worrying about it, he leaned in closer to Erebus and elbowed him gently. "Might want to prepare yourself...I'm not sure what's going on with this thing but I dont trust it. I've got your back if you need me though~"

He looked to Venice then, frowning.

"I've got yours too as well." He wasn't sure what he was going to do with that feather toy...He didn't want to know either.

Slievenamon, Page of Neptune

Slieve opened her mouth to say something, but quieted when Sabine addressed someone else. She offered them a smile before putting in the quick word of, "Of course, of course! Whenever that happens, I'll be around!" She'd let the two have their conversation; for now, her attention was turned to the cloaked figure again.

Torvil

Sailor Cadmus, Chibi Senshi of Cranberries

Cadmus's eyes sparkle like two pools of water in direct sunlight. Never before had someone recognized his greatness like this! It filled him with an empowered sense of self that made him feel like he could do anything. It was about time someone realized just what he could do!

"Y-yes, exactly! Exactly! At least someone knows!" His grin faltered just a bit when Fornax admitted he wasn't aware of his own power yet, but Cadmus knew he could see potential. Not as great as his own, of course, but there was definitely something there. Though he was a tad short, he offered some consolation in the form of a tippy-toed shoulder pat.

"Don't worry, I'm sure your powers are great! And you'd be taking down bad guys in no time! I've only taken down youma," not mentioning it was just two, "but there are apparently other bad stuff out there as well. Not just monsters, but actual bad people. I haven't met one of those yet, but I can definitely teach you something!"

Kapoodles

smol chib can't handle the praiseee

Sailor Chara of Chocolate

If Chara was a cat, he'd be hissing. But he was human and he had a bit more than that to him, so he used his words instead. Why were they ALWAYS ******** lecturing him?!

"Jesus Christ, I didn't ask for some ******** lecture! What makes you think I've seen any less than you have? There is no chip, and there IS no tantrum, I'm just stating it how it is miss." He gave the other a quick look up and down and made a soft 'tch' sound. Sure, sure, she was stronger, but she didn't look like much either. Power was power, but there were all sorts of abilities they all had. He could just bet her power had to do with something defensive. All mother like and s**t would HAVE to be like that.

"Why does every ******** person I come across have to say stupid s**t like that, I wonder.." He wasn't stupid, he knew damn well why that was the case, he just chose to ignore it.

"Listen, think of it this way. I'm fifteen, and you're telling me to grow the ******** up. What happened to being a kid? And I have every right to be angry, we all should, since we were all draw to some singular spot like this! Who knows what's going on, who KNOWS if we're all gonna get nuked by some sort of bomb or some other crazy s**t. So excuse me for wanting to back out before s**t hits the fan. I've fought GENERALS one on one before, so I THINK I'll be okay. And I'm sure none of these Self Righteous people who may be standing among us would REALLY leave a person to fight on their own anyway. Hell, even I would stop to help If someone so automatically annoying as you were to suddenly be getting your a** kicked. "

Castor Page Aptera

It was the voice of Cadmus that pulled her gaze away from the cloaked figure next, followed witnessing his interaction with someone who had responded to his query. And as she was returning her gaze back to where the cloaked figure was, she heard another voice that drew her gaze that way. Who looked to be another magical child had hidden behind the man with frosty hair, his dark wings taking on a shielding role to offer protection it seemed. Even as her mind raced with observations and questions, her eyes went on to move and check the place where she had seen the cat she saw a few moments earlier.

And then again, reminding herself not to stare so much at others around her, she moved her gaze to focus on the cloaked figure again. There was a pull coming from that cloaked figure and she as well still did not know why. But words seemed to have been forgotten by her at the moment and so was the case for movement as she stood seemingly rooted in place at present. What was inside her head though, was not at a standstill. Not only was she interested in why it seemed they had all been pulled here by a mysterious source, she also was curious as to why there were so many who were magical here, in this city. Why was she suddenly magical as well? Why did she not know what was going on except that she was now magical all of a sudden? Was she a late bloomer in the magical sense or something or other? Should she get out of here while there still seemed to be a chance to right now? Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts like these among them as she stood in place stubbornly waiting and watching the cloaked figure for a speech or maybe something else. But she did honestly hope that whatever something else could be was not fatal to any party. She knew she had no desire to die standing here. For now, she would continue to wait at least for a while longer since there seemed to be no immediately clear and threatening danger as of yet. And she kept hoping it stayed that way or more precisely she thought in correction that hopefully everyone would remain safely in one piece after tonight.

And then she heard it spoken again and again: Castor. It was a name, surely now confirmed to be so after she had now heard it three times and twice from who it belongs. And she stepped toward him, moving further up the hill but stopping a little short but still respectful in distance from who had addressed her, who she was now gazing up at with a polite smile. "Prince Castor of Hail, hello," she took several beats of a moment while she looked also to and raised a hand in a delicate wave as well to those with him as she added in the same calm and courteous voice in greeting, "hello and I hope you are all well, though I admit to finding myself a part of the gathering on a strange evening. I am-" She paused abruptly for a second as a name came to mind and then continued, "Aptera."

Her pulse began to race with her mounting confusion that she hoped she was keeping in check with relative calm on her features as one hand thoughtfully caught the pendant at her neck when its presence suddenly felt more tangible to her. "Aptera or rather, what you had spoken about thousands of years, Prince Castor, could you please help me understand what you mean in saying that it has been so long? I, I am honestly feeling lost, because it's become apparent to me just now that only a little earlier today I have become Aptera."

And then she silently waited for his response, curious both with regards to the query of the amazingly glowing figure and her own request.

Centisima, Senshi of Centipedes

Centisima was still not familiar with most of what being a senshi involved. He was making most of it up as he went along but sort of boiled it down to a very black and white, good is good and bad is bad. If it felt like rotten eggs and stalked you in the night, you should probably punch it before it stabbed you in the back. It was a few minutes after first sensing this new and strange power, that he really shouldn’t be surprised and there was no point making any assumptions because when magic was involved, you were probably wrong. Black is black and good is good didn’t apply when you had something completely different.

There was no question about whether he would follow the pull of this whatever this was, his curiosity had been piqued and he would see it out, look under that rock and be damned the consequences.

When he arrived he was genuinely shocked by the turn out. He knew there were others but he hadn’t realized how many. There seemed to be a someone up on the hill and everyone else was milling around talking, apparently just as confused as each other. It all seemed rather ominous actually.

Rather than talk to anyone yet, he pulled out his phone and sent a quick message to Sedna [Hey Shipper, some weird s**t is going down], just in case she was powered up and then stood back with his arms crossed, ready to watch the show.

Sailor Inari

Her brows furrowed even more, chewing on her lip in visible worry as Inari hurried over. Lacrimosa was older than herself as well as having been a senshi longer as well. The fact that this seemed to worry her did not bode well for the senshi of foxes.

"Do you think this is going to be bad?" It was fairly evident the younger girl was worried, and if she were to be honest, a little frightened. A few youma? She could handle that without being too terribly afraid, given proper backup and such. But something she had no idea what it was? Thaaat was like going into a boss fight on nightmare level having never played the game before. This did not seem fun.

The hand on her wrist, though. That seemed to comfort and soothe the girl a little, making her relax enough so that she didn't seem like she might burst from nerves. "I will....Just tell me what to do, senpai." She gave her friend a little wink, trying to lighten the mood with the title.