“Hey, Firecracker, slow down. Are you trying to get yourself killed? Pull back, stick with me. It’s okay to take a breather. But–wow, you put up a hell of a fight. Has anyone tried to recruit you for a branch, yet? You should give SpecOps a thought.”
Hessonite was beaming at Brassite, still riding the adrenaline rush that came from bringing down a god. Her hair was a little singed and it was clear she must have been struck by lightning at least once during her assault.
“How are you holding up, can you walk? I’ve gotta go check on some things but I won’t leave you here alone if you’re not okay. But come with me if you can.”
She didn’t trust that the Calamitous Hollow wasn’t any sort of threat, but it wasn’t attacking so that was a start. Now if they could just shake all this lightning, that’d be great.
The Calamitous Hollow had fallen. Almost on top of them, but it was hovering nearby. Lepidolite had been watching it closely, but now that it seemed subdued, he lowered his weapon just slightly and placed a hand on Strengite’s back.
“Do I need to find a medic? You put up a good fight, but you look a little beat up. If you can’t walk, I can carry you. But I don’t think we should stay here. Where’s Axinite? He’ll know which senshi has healing magic.”
Location: G6. Attempting to scamper to A7. Action: Trying to escape Grieve (+also Róka, Hy-Brasil, Karakorum, Corvina, and Dunnottar). The vibes coming off everyone but Mirabilite and Lanting suck, thanks. He wants to go back to Ashanite now, please. HP: 9 / 100 (16 +10 from Mirabilite’s second round shield +20 from Lanting’s healing)
Did……did they win?
Part of Nekoite wanted to ask that aloud, because it simply felt Correct to do so? But three big things about the situation gave him pause. First of all, they were stuck here and not just magically going back to Earth after imprisoning the meanest boss fight ever with the magic spikes (which someone really needed to send to Miyazaki-sensei as an idea for an optional boss in whatever his next project wound up being, but that was something Future Nekoite could think about).
Secondly of all, Nekoite’s new Sunbro had a truly massive boyfriend. Easily more than a foot taller than Nekoite, broad like Broadway, over here looking like he picked his teeth with boys like Nekoite after drinking five dozen eggs for breakfast so he could be roughly the size of a barge. Which, like, on the one hand, HOT. AMAZING TASTE. PERFECT CHOICE ON THE LOVE INTEREST AND CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR GOOD FORTUNE AND ENDURANCE, NEW SUNBRO OF (uhhhhhhhh………) Ida??? That was the knight faction with the little orchid symbols, right???
But by the same token, when the enormous tiefling senshi caught Nekoite looking him over, he frowned deeply and squinted at him in a way that made Nekoite feel distinctly ill-at-ease. Like, even worse vibes than he’d gotten from anybody but the very pretty Corrupt senshi and Sunbro since this entire thing had started. Really, the Vibes here were just rancid.
Third, and most importantly, Ethereal Demon Lady Marge Simpson was a super cool ultra mega badass to whom Nekoite had lied like a ******** rug.
Watching her hoist up the weird mermaid senshi, Nekoite really didn’t feel like this was a safe space for him.
And one of his Generals was still over by one of the magic spikey spots.
“My name’s Nekoite,” he whispered to the pretty corrupt, edging closer to her. “Look me up later if you ever wanna hang, okay?”
Maybe his next idea was not in the best interests of stealth. But having weaseled his way around most of these people, Nekoite felt like he was in the clear to start running. He was only midway into starting that when he called out to the cool Knight of culture who didn’t hate him, “Praise the Sun!!!”
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Without even looking at him, Grieve grabbed Nekoite by the arm, and laughed again. "You did good for a Calamitous ********!" And then he, too, was lifted up and thrown into the air like a shotput.
Watching him fly, her laughter suddenly stopped, joyful grin frozen.
"Ah s**t, we might need him later." For dinner, of course.
Turning she took in Iapetus who was, maybe not dead? But was at least super ********' weird right now. Snapping her fingers in front of the other senshi, she called out, "Hey, babe? You still alive-like? Maybe possessed by the ********' snake?"
Grieve didn't smell any dead fish, so she assumed Brangane was ok.
He had been moving, walking with the other General as they sought to assemble with the Queen and other Negaverse agents. Overhead, the creature roared, twisting and thrashing against it's restraints as it seemed to loose it's essence. It because a transparent shape, still large, imposing, but held down like a fish in a trap. Even still, Wolframite could appreciate how it glared at them. How did the saying go? A serpent could still bite after you chopped off it's head. How inspiring. Smiling up, he felt a sense of victory both shared in what they had accomplished. Earth was still whole, and this thing felt the wrath of those it first saw as so puny and insignificant. If it had been any other planet, Wolframite would have rejoiced in seeing it destroy a planet. If only they could have directed it to a few senshi planets that were being particularly troublesome. A Serpent Death Laser leashed to their use. Sadly, it was just too feral and hostile to cooperate with them. No doubt this loss would only fueled it's vendetta and thirst for revenge for the upcoming centuries.
But in that daze, he felt something. Something in the middle of the creature being pulled down to the netting, that had him stopping dead in his tracks.
A tether was broken. Maybe he hadn't noticed it till now. In the middle of the fighting, with his heart ringing in his years, focused on attacking. But it was quiet - and he felt - just himself. Taking a breath, he pulled on the feeling but nothing came. It was a call out without a ping back.
Turning, he looked up and around him, trying to make sense of what direction he even came from. It was hard to gauge with scales scattering all around them and so many people moving around.
But it was the call that caught his attention, and through the throng of people came Captain Staurolite. In their arms -
"Laven!" He cried, rushing over to grab the General into his own awaiting grasp. Turning them over, he stared as feeling emptied out of him. A pinched ringing started to drown out the noise around him as he held Lavendulan, touching them gently as he inspected their body. "No. No-no-no." Too recent for rigor, but her body was cold, and any attempt to hold her hand only had it slipping through it and falling to the side.
How many people had he killed himself, taken away from the chain of the Cauldron? It felt - alien to imagine it on Laven. Yet her eyes stared out, reflecting a galaxy of stars. He wanted the lakes back. The deep pools bright in the sun on a cold winter's day.
You did this.
His ears pinned back.
You should have stayed by their side.
He glanced around as if some solution would show itself - and like some phantom, he blinked.
Was this - just something his mind had brought to him now. A ghost to remind him like before of abandoning someone just to be able to fight.
The outfit wasn't the same, but even with age he could tell who it was. But - had they not stopped fighting? Why were they even here.
Hawa?
You left him to fight. You left her to fight. Your bloodlust destroys. You were never meant to love like this.
He took a deep breath and stood up, bringing Laven to his chest.
Take responsibility. If you even can.
"We-We need to get to the Queen."
His body was shaking as he turned.
Selfish.
He paused again, feeling it hard to take the first steps into action. He fought the serpent above him, but why now was he so afraid?
Glowing, golden eyes followed the figure that passed by. Hawa. The Knight. Bis-Bismuthite in another time.
Husband - in another timeline.
Why was his mind tormenting him now? Was this a ghost here to collect Laven? A procession of past destructive decisions here to add to their parade?
Ashanite didn't think he'd forget Andesine vanishing before his eyes for a long, long time. And Aquamarine was still unconscious, staring into nothing. How many others had been swallowed up already? How many might--
Nekoite.
Ashanite felt a rise of panic in his chest. Last he'd seen Nekoite, he'd been surrounded by Order, and none of them had looked friendly. He hadn't made the effort to pull him out before--there had been too much going on--but now there was a moment of silence. And Ashanite was exausted, yes.
But he had enoguh left to do this.
He reached out, and pulled, summoning Nekoite to his side.
When Nekoite appeared, he was in the air. Half-automatically, Ashanite extended his arms to catch him.
"Are you alright?" He asked, and the concern was both genuine and obvious.
He was also perhaps a little quick to set Nekoite down, if only because he was definitely starting to wear down, and collapsing wouldn't help either of them.
Snowball : Journal - Sailor Form (Has Sailor unlocked) Location: G8 Action: Passing out drawstring bags to everyone in the square that wants one and scooping up scales.
Snowball watched as the Calamitous Hollow shrunk and continued to shrink until -- well it wasn't moving much anymore. Almost like foaming at the mouth with lightning and the lightning around them was worse. The mauvian rolled his shoulders and looked around. WELP that was that it seemed like. Nothing else needed to be chucked at the monster however, they now were seemingly stuck as well. Probably. Maybe?
But they always made it home anyways. He unworriedly pulled out of his subspace some bags, they were about the size of shopping bags with a drawstring, and some smaller. He tossed one to everyone near by. He kept a stash because he was always picking up things to tinker with and didn't want to be essentially digging into his subspace and finding random pieces left over. Having to dig around was like having glitter in one's fur - you'd think you got it all but then days later you'd regrettably find it somewhere else. That's half what he expected with these scales as he began scooping some up and dumping them into the bag he held. Pilfering a larger scale into the subspace without containment. "WELP, if y'all want scales there's bags for you all so you don't have to try and dump your subspace upside down to get them all out."
His tail flickered as he looked at Niflhel who was curious about what the cat was up to. "Oh by the way, when we get home -- Imma need your credit card. I need jewelry making supplies for these." He said nonchalantly as if they were absolutely getting out of here without a doubt in the world.
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Niflhel Knight of Saturn : Journal Location: G8 Action: Catching Aquitania. Dumbfounded by Snowball's certainty. Telling Metis they need a plan and asking everyone if they're good.
The Saturn Knight moved to catch poor Aquitania after she kicked the hallow. "Good job Kid." He said with a nod as he sat her softly on the ground, "You okay?"
But soon he found himself standing there processing what had just happened and was looking at the cat as he passed out bags, taking one and looking at it, "Why do you even keep such stuff in the subspace pocket? I swear you're worse than a magpie Snowball."
The cat shrugged when the knight said this. They'd won the battle but it seemed as if they were trapped in a lightning filled land. Low key he was worried that the negaverse would get restless. But he didn't have time to process his worries as the cat mentioned he wanted the credit card. "How?"
Niflhel started and then paused, "How are you so sure we're getting home?" He said motioning his hand over the field at the prison the spikes made. He'd forgotten for a moment there were chibis close by, "How do you know that there's even a home to return to? I mean sure the wonders and homeworlds probably were unscathed but what about earth. We don't know if the shields held, we don't know how to get back even if we could get out of here."
The knight turned to look at the Calamitous Hollow, it was laying there defeated. "For all we know we're stuck here with this thing. Waiting either to wither away or be eaten for lunch." He had seen Realta go and upgrade another Senshi, which well good there were those who grew stronger in this battle but for what? "I guess this helped some folks power up..."
He herd Snowball reply to him; shaking him from the thoughts which clouded his head I'm sure of it because we always get home eventually. Honey brown eyes blinked at the cat and Niflhel turned to Metis.
"I guess we need to figure out a plan." He was looking at the bracelet that was on his wrist, something about it seemed to call or tug at him, he couldn't explain it. Snowball mentioned again to collect scales that it might clear the knight's head and the knight sighed before tossing some into the bag for the cat. Also sliding a large scale into the subspace. Unsure what he could do with the thing.
He then looked to the kids and sighed, turning his attention to the cluster that had gathered around him, he hadn't had time to register beyond they were all fighting to achieve a singular goal. "Is everyone okay?" He didn't know any healing magic but he still had the berry left, he could probably give to someone if they needed it.
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used Metallic Bracelet - can be used towards one roll; it will double the attack (modifiers included)
Sailor Totoro, Chibi Senshi of raccoons (basic) : Journal Location: G8 Action: Taking a bag from snowball to gather scales in. Asking Maya if she wants her berry back.
The fight had ended quicker than he expected and he paused, he'd been about to eat the berry that Maya had given him but with the craziness over he softly nudged the page that'd given him the berry, "Do you want this back?? I -- don't think I need it now."
He was looking up at her with a smile. "Oh we can also gather some scales together if you want, it sounds like fun." He was looking at anyone who wanted to join him in collecting scales. They had gathered such an interesting group of people together. There was a pause when Realta moved away from them to upgrade someone and Niflhe and Snowball were basically having some sort of discussion about getting home and collecting scales. He thought the bag was a good idea though to keep the scales from possibly being difficult to recall.
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used Metallic Bracelet - can be used towards one roll; it will double the attack (modifiers included)
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Location: H9 Action: Observed Hela, not sure where Hybris is, with Laon and Arawn ; asking Persephone and Lacerta if they have magic yet and/or appealing to anyone with better first aid/medical treatments than he has to help Laon ; Laon is passed out in Arawn’s arms after being struck by lightning; Remarque says he is unconscious and breathing. Laon’s eyes have become glassed over and reflect galaxies. (Quoted everyone in the square but please feel free to ignore!)
Remarque had to double take when he saw Hela again. He’d expected to see her either in one piece or scraped up–or maybe not at all–but to see Eternal Sailor Hela was a pleasant surprise.
Unlike every other surprise they’d had tonight.
How ******** that good news was short lived.
He’d been vaguely aware that Hybris had ventured somewhere beyond his sight; he thought he heard his voice, but he had so many faces, it was hard to find him in the crowd.
Remarque didn’t have time to look when Arawn’s cry split his ears. If he hadn’t just landed on the ground, he’d have dropped down to reach him quicker. Arawn had his quirks, but emotional vulnerability was not one of them, so he knew something was wrong as soon as he heard that scream.
Arawn would never ask for help unless he needed it. And of course it wasn’t for himself.
Remarque could still see the lightning crawling over Arawn’s skin, and there wasn’t much time to celebrate the downfall of the Calamitous Hollow when it felt like everything was still working against them.
Laon didn’t move despite Arawn’s cries, so Remarque knew it was bad. Laon would bend over backwards, he’d crawl through glass, just to give Arawn a little pick me up.
But, Remarque had no magic to help. He had limited first aid, at best. He could slap on some bandaids, could wrap some sports injuries. He could do the Heimlich, and he could do CPR.
“Arawn,” he said firmly. “Breathe. Let me see him.”
He wasn’t stupid enough to try and separate the two, so he crouched by the two of them and checked for a pulse.
Laon had no expression. He didn’t seem like he was breathing, but Remarque wasn’t getting close enough to check. He placed two fingers to Laon’s neck and felt a pulse, so he was quick to report, “He’s not dead, Arawn.”
There was still blood under Laon’s nose and his face was stiff, stuck in a wince, but beyond that he didn’t seem like he was hurt. There were no gaping wounds, no obvious damage. Maybe he had a seizure? All these flashing lights, all that lightning–
He didn’t know what the Calamitous Hollow’s capabilities were, he just knew that it could destroy worlds. What chance did Laon have?
“Just hold him, you’re doing a good job. Give him a minute, he’s going to be fine,” Remarque insisted, even if he didn’t know. Arawn was already hysterical; if he didn’t calm down, he was going to make himself pass out. Or accidentally hurt himself. Or someone else.
Remarque tried to open another mirror but found the sensation of doing so only resulted in a sharp pain up his arm. At first, he thought it was a mistake, but after a second and third attempt, it yielded no different results.
So much for opening a mirror to take them to a hospital.
Remarque didn’t want to think that meant Earth might be destroyed. He wasn’t sure this felt like a win yet–especially not if they were stuck there. They needed to find a way out of here but he wasn’t going to leave anyone. If they couldn’t get Laon up, he’d have to carry both him and Arawn out of here.
“Hold his head, keep him on his side. It’ll help him breathe.” He searched for Lacerta and Persephone. “You have any magic left, can you do something about this?”
The sudden deluge of bitter cold cut short the loudest manifestations of Tempesti’s rage, the sensation of air evacuating her lungs at a terrifying pace overwhelming her senses. But then, as far as she could tell her lungs hadn’t accompanied her on this jaunt into the void. Boundaries between the physical and mental warped and faded within this needling in between, the edges of her mind straining in an impotent war against itself. If the senshi had been aware of her pulse she’d have felt the slowing of her heartbeat as her breathing grew more even. Her body or its astral counterpart reacting to the sudden cold as though she’d plunged into a pool of icy water. Stilling itself in preparation for trials yet to come.
A distant, masochistic part of her still wanted to force this, all of this, into some framework that could fit into her head. Into the patchwork she’d been struggling to stitch together from fragments of fragments. The song she was trying to compose from echoes of echoes.
A slight tremor shuddered across her, crashing through her ruminations with an undefinable force that tugged her unmoored consciousness toward the strange crystal dangling from her wrist. Jewelry had never been a source of sage advice for her in the past, but unless she suddenly gained the ability to destroy unfriendly celestial bodies, there was no purpose in attempting to remain. Though it didn’t seem as though the gem was interested in giving her a say in the matter, its pull insistent as it ordered her through the cold.
Tearing her eyes from the Dark Star’s hateful gaze, Tempesti managed to focus on the pinpricks of red light in the distance. She’d felt them before. At least, thought she’d felt them before.
Well, now was as good a time as any to figure out whether or not she was dead. Focusing her will on the distant beacons, she felt herself gliding along an unseen path. The familiarity of cold water was strangely comforting as she traveled through the rippling darkness, buoying her as she pushed forward.
A billion tiny raindrops cascaded against her skin before breaking into a brilliant sunrise, the chill fleeing ahead of its warmth as she unsteadily maneuvered herself into a sitting position. Brilliant flashes of lightning seared the edges of her vision but it seemed they’d lost the worst of their sting. Her fingers brushed against the detritus of the creature’s physical form and whatever else had poured through in its tantrum. Clumsily turning herself over, Tempesti swept what she could into her subspace. She could sort through it later. When she could see. Assuming that star and its messy house let her retinas go eventually.
Her hand struck something much larger. Part of that thing. She wasn’t certain if it would fit in her subspace, but that wouldn’t stop her from trying. To her surprise, it vanished into wherever the rest of her things went. She’d have to clean the other things in there once she got the scales out.
Persephone still took a moment for their victory. They had a new Eternal for the Court, and Hela got a grin and a thumbs-up from her. Whatever had happened in that big last moment, it had definitely helped protect them all.
But one of their number was missing, the one that had taken on a bunch of different visages during the fight.
And oh. That awful cry.
She was already turning to Arawn and Laon when Remarque called her and Lacerta over, and she came, quickly, sliding down onto her knees next to the seemingly unconscious Senshi.
She looked to his--friend? Partner?--first, and her voice was gentle, not edged by the world-weary bitterness that usually carried her these days.
"Hey. Remarque's right. It's going to be okay. He's going to be okay. I've been doing this for a long time, and I've seen a lot of s**t, and I can say from experience that as long as he's still breathing, there's a chance."
She called on her magic with a soft whisper. And she hoped.
Normally, the recipient had to accept it, but since Laon was unconscious, she'd have to improvise. So she opened her cupped hands and let the little pomegranate seed fall. Then, she looked to Lacerta.
"Anything in the tank? It can't hurt to have both of us try."
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Sailor Scout Attack: Pomegranate Kiss! Persephone speaks the name of the attack and holds out her cupped hands, in which a glowing, ethereal pomegranate seed appears. She offers it to an ally, and if they take it, it will fade into their hands and heal minor injuries like cuts, scrapes, bruises, etc, and reduce the pain from more major ones. The pain suppression lasts for 30 seconds. Persephone can use this spell three times per battle.
For a moment everything was still. Lacerta's breath echoed in her own ears before the sight of the immense creature they'd all been fighting shrunk even more. Its sides heaved with effort and it truly seemed as if it was now truly spent. It could not attack and the longer Lacerta stood watching it she didn't even think it could truly move anymore. However quickly the jubilation of defeating such a fearsome creature washed over her did she hear her name being called both by Remarque and Persephone. Inhaling sharply at the sight of the unconscious Dark Mirror senshi did the eternal move to kneel by the still form of Laon. At Remarque's proclamation that Laon was still breathing Lacerta cast a critical eye over her fellow comrade of the Dark Mirror. There were no open wounds that she could see but maybe her magic could help.
As soon as Persephone cast her magic over Laon did she whisper the phrase to activate the magic to her super attack figuring that the stronger magic would be the best to use in this scenario. Lacerta reached out to gently touch Laon on the arm and she watched as the glowing bandage snaked out in order to wrap around the senshi's arm in the area that she touched.
"I'm using my strongest healing magic but I've never used it on an unconscious person before."
Well, that wasn't exactly true. When Lacerta had still been a part of Order she had tried saving her parents but were removed starseeds a guaranteed failure. Would this be any different on Laon?
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Super Sailor Scout Attack: Lacerta's Miracle Growth Lacerta will touch an injury on either herself or an ally and whisper her attack. A soft glowing bandage will appear and wrap the injury in a thin layer of bandage-like material. After twenty seconds the bandage will disappear. At this stage superficial bruises and cuts are healed rapidly (injuries from her sailor attack.) Larger lacerations (ones that go into the dermis), grade 1 sprains, and more significant bruises can be healed satisfactory. (( If a laceration goes further down into the skin than the dermis the magic will just stop the immediate bleeding ))
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Sailor Byakko Senshi of the West (basic): Journal Location: C3 Action: Glad they won but panicked because her last sister is gone.
Byakko hadn't noticed at first. She was busy still fighting the Calamitous Hollow; things had calmed down now. Considerably as she watched the beast with sparks coming from it's mouth as if it was a broken animatronic. This was like something from five nights at freddy's, only worse. She couldn't see earth or the moon as it was still pitch black. Did they win? Did they manage to beat the beast? She knew it was locked into the prison now, she saw the spikes work and she turned to where her sister had been to talk about trying to get home.
"TEA!?" She called looking around, where did her sister go!? She was looking around for the senshi of mice, "TEA!? Where are you?" She looked at Coco, "Did you see her? Where she went?"
The grey clad senshi moved away from the cat thinking maybe she'd find her sister. She didn't wait for an answer from the cat. "You can't do this to me Tea, you're the only one I have left." She was trying not to panic, "You can come out now because this isn't funny." She didn't know out of where-- it wasn't like there was much of a place to hide. The senshi of the west was looking around the scales, behind and under. "TEA, seriously this isn't funny...."
Slowly the senshi sank to her knees with tears in her eyes. "Where'd you go? I don't want to be all alone...." She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, "We've so much yet to do -- we've got t-to find our brother... and . . .and . . . sisters. You....You can't leave me alone to do that." She said growing quieter as she spoke. "Please Tea,don't leave me alone....I can't do this without you...."
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used Almadel’s purple berry gift - heals a target +15 HP once
Super Sailor Tea Senshi of Mice : Journal Location: ??? Action: Viewing the Dark Star - unaware that she's disappeared from the battlefield, but feeling the pull of the bracelet.
At first she didn't realize it, she'd been floating there for a while -- how long she wasn't sure really. Watching the dark star just existing. She was floating and there wasn't anyone around her. She was all alone but why was she here?
Last thing she remembered they were fighting the Calamitous Hollow and then she wasn't there anymore. There was a frown as she thought. "Byakko..." She said softly wondering how her sister was. Did she make it?
Tea looked around, she didn't feel as if she was dead but -- she shouldn't just be floating here watching the ominous star. Something was calling her, she felt it behind her. She glanced back but didn't see anything. She turned her attention back to the orb. What was it? She wondered, "Did you send the Calamitous Hollow to devour earth?" She asked assuming it wouldn't answer her.
She looked back again, this time the metal bracelet that Almadel had given her felt as if it was trying to tell her something. She could see tiny pin pricks of light starting to shine. They were red and so far away. "How do I get there?" She said softly looking at the bracelet.
It was cold, so cold. As if she'd plunged into ice water and as she tried to take a step -- even though there was no path it seemed she was able to walk - with some effort. She watched the air around her ripple. "Alright." She said softly as she started to follow the bracelet's pull - it seemed as if there was a path slowly forming, weak but it was there red and sparkling. Kind of like if the ruby slippers had been turned to stardust.
"Byakko, I'm coming." She said softly while she was unsure where this was taking her, she had a feeling she'd see her sister again.
Unused Almadel’s purple berry gift - heals a target +15 HP once Metallic Bracelet - can be used towards one roll; it will double the attack (modifiers included)
used Almadel’s purple diamond pin - grants a one time bonus of +10 to a roll.
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The berry seemed to have at least kept her on her feet. Meissa was glancing back and forth between Queen Laurelite and the Princess that stood nearby before slowly linking her hands together and raising them above her head. In a practiced gesture did the bluenette reach towards what passed as the sky in this strange realm working out the tension that had manifested in her body as a result of the battle. How she would have loved to now go after someone of Order that stood nearby but in doing so there was a good chance that Meissa would risk facing punishment if she did so. Beatrix, she knew, would have applauded her thoughts, if she knew what Meissa was thinking but it really was, just too risky right now.
Instead the senshi continued on slowly stretching her limbs before meandering closer to the cat that she had seen gain a human form. It intrigued her that cats were able to do that. Omen certainly hadn't been able to turn human, so what made this cat different from him. Perhaps though, as she bore witness to what she was watching, this wasn't the correct time to ask questions. Instead, she hovered on the edge of the grouping that was Alastor, Lucien and Sessrumnir ... silent and observant.
Was this a moment that she should try to memorize as being important information or was it just because there seemed nothing better to do? Meissa did not know, but she was seemingly entranced.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2025 6:48 am
Eternal Sailor Alastor Location: C8 Action: KO'd on the field ; speaking with Sessrumnir through their earrings
The rigidity in Alastor’s body dwindled a bit, and though he wasn’t there, his body seemed to be relaxing somewhat. Maybe it was muscle memory, or maybe the electric currents were just fading. He was slightly more malleable, and without his stubbornness, there was no effort to hide his injuries.
They were probably less threatening if he wasn’t moving to agitate them, anyway.
Alastor’s eyes were open, not quite half-lidded, but almost as if he were staring into distant space.
And, he was.
He’d heard of the Dark Star a few times, but it hardly had much meaning until he was staring right at it. Or, he assumed.
Alastor wasn’t sure why he was here, he’d been struck by lightning before. He didn’t feel dead, either. Just, distracted.
It was hard to tear his eyes from the Dark Star. It demanded his attention, so he gave it. While a part of him wanted to get closer, what more could he see? It was burning his eyes, but he felt the familiar warmth of Sessrumnir’s mind tucked away in the back of his own.
He didn’t feel alone, but Sessrumnir wasn’t here.
Oh, but he could feel the panic. It hadn’t even occurred to Alastor to be afraid. He was still trying to piece together a puzzle and was just assuming what parts he needed. He shouldn’t be here, though. Sessrumnir and Lucien were still in danger. Even if they defeated the Calamitous Hollow, Laurelite had been only a few steps away.
Sessrumnir was undeniably distracted right now. But, so was Alastor.
He compartmentalized the emotions he felt when looking at the Dark Star, and took what time he had to memorize each little detail he could. He didn’t know if it was important but he was here so he wanted to make use of it. When he could muster the focus to do so, he responded to Sessrumnir with brief flashes of the sights before him. Their connection was too muddled.
He’d have to share when he got back.
Oh–right. He had to keep moving.
At first, he didn’t think there was anywhere to go. He could swim through space; he was ready to pick a direction and just go for it. It’s what he’d always done, and he’d always wound up where he needed to be. Eventually.
The light from the bracelet on his wrist snapped his attention from the Dark Star for long enough that he finally saw the distant red light–and that hadn’t been there before. He saw the wispy trail leading to it. When he reached for it, he thought it felt like a rope in his hand.
It didn’t, not really. His hand passed through the wispy red smoke.
But, it was enough. He followed it, slow at first, but the longer his focus was away from the Dark Star, the clearer his thoughts became. The clearer Sessrumnir’s thoughts became.
‘I like that one,’ he thought, but his voice sounded like it was echoing, and carried a strange reverberation. He’d heard the poem enough times that he probably could have recited it back to Sessrumnir. It was hard to focus on sending messages through, so he didn’t try. It took him a moment longer before he could say, ‘I’m coming. There’s a red light here, a few of them. Can you see anything?’
Knight Irkalla Location: H6 Action: Realizing some Cosmos members of the group are missing. Checking up on Antisana, Eleonora & Einhornhohle
It seemed as if the battle was finally over. Irkalla contemplated her weapon's change before slipping her right arm through the open spaces in order to have it hang freely before she took her first look around. The odd lightning strike still lashed the field even as the Calamitous Hollow looked utterly defeated. There weren't any attempts by the beast to get back up and continue to fight as fiercely as it had and, feeling safe enough to do so, Irkalla turned her back to the creature. Her gaze fell onto the figures still standing near her before she gave a mental tally: where had the others disappeared to? In her best guess three of the Cosmos-touched individuals had vanished from sight.
Irkalla mouthed the names of those she couldn't find before she made a move to close the distance between herself and the senshi she'd used her knight magic on. The woman seemed distraught and perhaps it was obvious that things weren't okay, but Irkalla had to find out. It was with a quiet voice that she made her inquiry to Eleonora, "do you require any aid of any sort. I know some remedial first aid and could be of assistance if you require it," to Antisana and Einhornhole she repeated the question from where she stood. She would help in any way possible, if she were able to do so.
