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Nemesis would have been miserable if it wasn't cold - it would be a lie to say that she got along with other senshi pretty well. Really, there were few she could actually 'play nice' with. Her gaze was judgmental as it swept over the gathering senshi. That one had a lame a** fuku, that one looked like they had never seen a youma, let alone a Negaverser, before. With a roll of her eyes, she let out an irritated sigh. Why was she here? Something about a meeting, though the only meetings she cared about were the Dream Team and BMC meetings (even then Nemesis liked to pretend that she could give a rat's a** about arriving to a BMC meeting on time).

The Sailor Soldier of Decay moved towards the far wall of the abandoned warehouse, trying to make way for new senshi to shuffle in. So long as she wasn't pushed into the middle, she was sure that she could survive this with her sanity intact. It wasn't that she hated everyone, it was just that she didn't like them. She didn't know nearly all of them enough TO like them. Perhaps, for most of the senshi here, it was just better for Nemesis not to have an opinion of them instead.

He'd stared at the warehouse for what seemed like a small eternity before he'd dared to venture inside. He hadn't really bothered to meet many of the other Senshi but if what he'd been told was true he'd meet a rather large group of them tonight.

He wasn't really sure on those details either. Or even, for that matter, who had told him to be here. He could envision both Corvus and Denebola telling him but he couldn't place which of the two it had been. One of them -had- to have told him though or he wouldn't know where to be.

He'd eventually made his way inside and found a pile of crates to lean against. If so many of them were gathering there had to be a good reason for it and he wasn't going to miss it. He'd finally started to see some purpose in their fighting. Even if he disliked being around this many people if it meant he could find out more about what was going on he'd sit through it.

This was aaaaaawkward. The last meeting, in Albali's opinion, had not gone as well as it could have. Everyone had a leader, every leader had an opinion, and it seemed like no one could really agree. Thankfully a good fraction of them tended to agree with the goals of the Blood Moon Court. But not all of them did which was the singular thing making the Senshi of Echoes feel so very strange. Or maybe it was that she was pressed up against a male senshi and wasn't enjoying it like she was supposed to.

That was also bothersome. But he wasn't exactly a sexy male senshi, now was he? No muscles. Not really. And that stubble. Eugh.

"This is ridiculous." She muttered it under her breath, trying to edge through the crowd towards perhaps some semblance of a familiar face. There should be at least one in this mess! Spotting Ares, the girl untensed and pushed through the crowd with little courtesy or care for rank. What were they going to do, blast her?

Doubtful.

"This is insanity. This place is too small for all of us, is this the best they can do?"

Last time there'd been a meeting called, Gunn had walked out. She wasn't sure this would go any differently--after all, the same senshi who'd made the last meeting rather pointless would be here, too, and she hadn't yet spotted any of her comrades-in-arms though there were some senshi she recognized. The senshi of Noise was one of them. He had a useful power--if needed, he could use his attack and Wildfire Propagation would solve... well, plenty of things.

She found herself a box against the wall, tested its ability to bear her weight with one foot, and settled into place with her arms crossed over her chest for warmth. So far, no senshi had really proven a threat, but that could change.

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Zodiac Captain Virgo had missed the last senshi meeting, and was eager to discover what she'd missed upon arrival. There was Sailor Themis--it looked like he'd found a member of his team, good for him!--but he didn't seem to know any more than she did the last time they spoke. Her attention drifted, narrowing her eyes at a senshi in a crimson cloak. Black Moon, she thought with a stab of pity; their Queen was dead. Her Princess was not, and never would be.

If only she'd been able to locate the Princess. Chronos hadn't been in her dorm room at Crystal, and Virgo had wished fervently for the return of Zue before leaving for the meeting...

Now she remained by the door, awaiting the presence of other Zodiacs.

Sinon had been part of the group of senshi that arrived early. It was nice to actually be prompt this time, Sinon thought as she recalled the string of events—battling aliens and Negaverse for crystals that she barely knew about. Almost every time she had been late to the fight which left the senshi of lies disappointed in her natural ability to be tardy. At first waiting around in the spacious warehouse was fine, although dull.

However, as more senshi came she quickly found herself squished from all sides. She frowned, feeling extremely claustrophobic and helpless. What the heck was Sinon going to do if some group of Negaverse decided to crash the place? Granted, that was highly unlikely, but ever since her encounter with the youma-armed Captain she had grown extremely paranoid about her surroundings.

“E-Excuse me,” she grumbled as she pushed through the crowd, searching for a wall to escape to.

It had certainly been a while since she'd been to a meeting. Even seeing so many senshi again, all the silver mixed in with coper in her mind's eye, was disorientating as she first made her way into the crowd. Sailor Metis bit her lip, fists clenched faintly at her sides. She finally returned to the city, and now there was a meeting. Lovely. For a moment, she considered moving to one of the walls, stand aside and watch instead of moving deeper into the mass of bodies. It was a tempting idea, tempting enough to have her start shifting her weight on her feet to turn heel and do just that.

A figure caught her attention though as she moved, eyes and head snapping towards one of the taller senshi. Details might have been lost amongst the crowd and at a distance, but she felt the recognition pull her forward, slipping past unfamiliar bodies towards her target. At last, she drew close enough to the other girl to give a small smile. "Hello, Iris." She glanced around, scanning the auras for the yellow and silver glow. No, no *********... at least not that she could see. Still, she didn't ask. Surely the guardian would show up at some point... right?

Little white puffs of air pooled near the mouth of Sailor Alcyone, her breath a visible fog from the chill within the confinements of the familiar warehouse she'd grown so accustomed to seeing every few months. It was as frigid inside as it was out, though the accumulation of more senshi gathering about allowed the temperature to become more bearable as time passed, as did the heat radiating from her own teammates as she stood by them. They had all received the message and arrived in separate pairs before grouping in their usual spot, and as they waited for the meeting to start, she could already begin to feel that something was amiss; everyone could.

Glancing around, Alcyone recognized a few familiar faces milling about, though there were a few that she couldn't place -- namely, the ones belonging to the people or person who had requested their presence. They'd normally be standing at the front of the warehouse or some other prominent area for easy viewing, but as it were, nobody had yet gathered their attention to begin.

It was odd.

She took a small step closer to Atlas, shooting Merope and Orion a puzzled expression followed with a shrug. Hopefully they'll find out something soon enough.