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Hy-Brasil, page of Earth

Hy watched as Camelot moved to purify the code after the consensus was for the attempt. She didn't really know what to expect since she'd never witnessed a purification before so she watched, fascinated. It sticky became apparent though that this purification was probably not normal as the code spoke to them.

Kicking hey lips, Hy glanced at the others. Some were already making their decision and truthfully, she saw no reason not to help as well. After all, if they could save the code piece it would be best for them all, right? "I'll accept, too. " She said finally.

(( Phone tag. Sorry for any errors. ))

As his English wasn't the best Venice had been silent the whole time. Standing next to Erebus he'd let the other explain things, in smaller words and at a slower pace, for him so he could better understand just what was going on. It meant that he was a bit behind the conversation, as everything had to be made easier for him by Erebus, but it helped and he understood what was going on.

Watching, now that the translation of everything was over, he watched as Camelot went to try and purify the code but it failed. In fact the code had a solution to it's crisis, or perhaps illness was a better term? As the wind tugged and pulled at his uniform and messed up his hair he heard a voice inside of him. He had been surprised, and it registered on his face, when he understood it. He knew what was being said just like everyone else in the room from the reactions others were having, from their responses. There was no need for translation and nothing lost on him as the page of Ganymede glanced to the piece of the code which sought their help - the only help it could get.

How this would affect him wasn't thought about in that moment as he moved away from Erebus, giving the other a light smile as he did so. Watching as others offered to take on the burden his dark eyes sought out another familiar face, Kaitaros. His dark gaze than drifted to the piece of the code as he reached the table in the center of the room. "I will too take some of the chaos."

Erebus had been content to let the others argue back and forth about the code and what they were going to do about it. He was all for trying to purify it of course but he had figured it wouldn't make a difference if yet another voice jumped in and he would much rather help keep Venice in the loop then dive head first into the arguing.

When Camelot had shown up he had paused briefly in his translations so he could study the man, having never seen him before and only hear about him. He didn't stay looking at him long and was quick to pick up translating again of course. By the time he was caught up Camelot was trying to purify the Code and he waited in anticipation only to be at first disappointed that it didn't work. However the disappointment quickly disappeared when a solution to the problem was given. He looked over to Venice with a surprised look on his face, seeing the other just as shocked as he was but was recovering quickly.

He was unsurprised that the other moved to accept the bit of chaos and gave a small smile back, spotting Kairatos volunteering just before Venice out of the corner of his eye. He then took a breath and stepped forward as well. "If it will help make things right again then I'm willing to take some as well."

Chris Gallo

Chris lifted his arms to shield his face as the gust of wind, placing a hand against his chest as a strange pressure seemed to bubble up inside him. He was afraid something like this might have happened. Too many were too close. Thankfully, the reaction wasn’t as violent as it was ominous, and he was glad that no one was injured in the process. At least not physically. Not yet at least.

His own heart (starseed?) throbbed painfully as he heard the words spoken in his head by the Code. Just as he thought, it wasn’t something that had given up. It wanted to be saved, but there was only so much that they could do.

And what could he do, when he was barely functional as it was…?

“I’ll accept, if you’ll have me,” he said softly without a second thought, without wondering what it could possibly do to him to have a piece of Chaos inside him.

For all he knew, he was dying anyway.

Odainsaker had stayed quite and listened since she'd been there but the whispering in the back of her mind. The fact the code needed help. She nodded softly before looking towards the code. "I'll also volunteer as tribute. I will talk a piece of this Chaos if it helps."

The cosmos knight in the back of her mind felt nervous about this. She wasn't sure how to handle such a thing. Though, surely the code wouldn't lead them astray if it was trying this hard to fight the chaos inside of it. Right?

Chauvet Page of Cosmos

Chauvet did not like her mind being touched by otherworldly forces. Chauvet really did not like her mind being touched by otherworldly forces.

The page had turned to watch when the galaxy-king (Camelot? She'd heard Camelot from someone in the crowd) start to anoint the strangely swirling mass of light, only for it to lash out in angry defiance. The wisps of wind trailed against her arms, unwelcome and invasive, and she shivered when it felt like there were dark whispers at the nape of her neck. She hadn't noticed it herself, but in her utter discomfort she'd leaned in towards Emrys, as if the ocean-clad squire could save her from the oncoming storm.

It seemed like a ridiculous proposal, to accept 'chaos' or whatever that dark matter was, but people seemed to be lining up for the trap that to Chauvet seemed laughably obvious. "Are you serious right now?" she piped up with a wave of her hand, staring hard at the general assembly. "Does nobody else get really bad vibes from this? Like, I'm all for healing the sick or whatever, but this seems like some serious bad juju."

She glanced back to Emrys, who she'd already decided to be suitably in need of protection, and then back towards the Code, which continued to flicker ominously with wisps of inky darkness. "I'm just saying, it could be lying to us to make us sick too. It could be, like...Patient Zero or something." Everyone else had at least managed the decorum to stay eloquent in their assent for the strange star disease, but Chauvet was having none of it. She wasn't like these knights, she was just a journalism student in a fancy dress, and staring at the Code too long left a metallic taste in her mouth that made her nervous. If she'd truly been called here for a reason other than to gawk, then maybe it was to keep these people from making what she saw quite easily as a bad decision.

Emrys Squire of Neptune


Emrys had had a moment's respite, but it was short lived. The Code was unbelievably intimidating, even more so after it spoke, and he shrank back against Celsus and the redheaded page beside him, clutching his staff with white knuckled fingers beneath the gloves.

He didn't like this. He didn't like that it was telling them to take on its Chaos, and liked even less that his brother had stepped forward, the warning look in his eyes clearly indicative of a desire not to have Emrys take some. Celsus was already at his exhaustion's end; Emrys was relatively certain that taking on anything more would be a very, very bad idea.

"Er - " he started, but the words stuck in his throat. He glanced sideways at the redheaded page - whose name still escaped him - and bit his lip, holding his staff against his chest and praying that this was, in fact, not what she was saying.

He did not want Chaos in him ever again, even if he couldn't remember how it had been.

"This...this seems very bad," he whispered to her, shifting his feet uneasily. "What if this is all a trap and those who take on the Chaos are stuck with it permanently? What if it's just a big ruse to make us all agents of the Negaverse or - or something?"