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Over the past few weeks everyone had gotten used to the fact that when they closed their eyes at night, they would be pulled down into Elysion. Maybe sometimes it would be a peaceful night with nothing more than exploration of the dream realm and its many wonders. Some nights were bloody battlefields and then some were just...weird. The Archipelago itself was the strangest thing that any of them had ever encountered and had a lure to a specific type of senshi.

Tonight was yet another mystery to be solved, another thread unraveling the great mystery of Elysion; tonight they were inside the Temple itself. It seemed as if they had beat the Negaverse to this place, a great hall constructed in the round and made entirely of gold-veined marble. The walls were polished to a sheen and there were glistening pillars of blue from floor to ceiling -- perfectly spaced.

There were two archways in the north and south of the room that all of the senshi had found themselves in, but both of them were...walled up? There was no seeing which way was the right way to go and the floor beneath them was a beautiful rendering of the Earth edged with gold and written in a language so ancient there was no one alive who could translate it. Everything about this room spoke great care, great privilege, and great responsibility.

How appropriate.

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Super Sailor Chaonis was not in a good mood. But then, it never seemed like he was, anyway. But this one was more to do with his father coming back from dream places like this broken and battered, rather than him being angry about the usual things. He still hadn't found Moonstone, and though there were senshi around here it didn't look like there were negaversers.

Damn it.

He looked around at the gold accented marble, imagining how opulent these places seemed to be. It reminded him of Rosalind's ridiculous room of busts had been, though, really, the castle itself had been incredible, and sometimes he still day dreamed about that trip into space. Not that he would tell her that. He looked around the area now, though, trying to keep his head in the game.

He moved to one of the walls, since that seemed to be the only thing to do anyway, knocking his knuckles against it as if to test its strength. One good earthquake and he could have this place down. Of course, then everyone inside would probably be crushed to death.

Not the way to make friends, surely.

Ganymede was, as always, quite disappointed at being there, though he had to admit the change of scenery was a bit of a relief. A temple so quiet it was creepy was better than an active volcano or an ice cold world of rainbows and unicorns -- however disturbing the silence of the place might actually be. He didn't particularly like waiting around for something to jump out at him, but he didn't exactly relish wandering around and bumping in to whatever trouble might be brewing.

Not that he knew for sure that that was going to be the case, but he had a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach, as he always did when he ended up in this place, the feeling that he was once again going to be a part of something he felt he had no business in.

He didn't say anything to anyone, didn't do anything to attract attention to himself. By this point he was well used to standing off to the side and observing, letting the others do their thing and talk amongst themselves. He'd been doing it for nearly a month. It was nothing new. He stood with his arms crossed protectively over his chest, glancing down at the floor to avoid eye contact, pretending to be examining the image of the Earth.

Sailor Denebola hadn't been present for the last battle for the last, as far as they knew, zone of Elysion that they had successfully managed to save. While she had been there for the battle in the lava field. It had left her battered and bruised which left her avoiding Elysion in an attempt to allow her body to recover by sleeping during the day time.

Of course the act had consequences and she was thankful that her absence hadn't hindered the senshi.

But here she was, in Elysion again, still weary but she looked like she was in better shape than half of her companions. She rubbed the back of her neck as she looked around her hoping to find a more familiar face, at first she spotted Chaonis and made to approach him before stopping. He looked angry, perhaps it wasn't best to approach him now.

She sighed when the ground shifted to an ugly black and a voice spoke to them. She blinked in surprise stumbling backward before shaking her head. Nothing to be afraid of. Nothing to fear...

He looked up when he heard the voice and shivered slightly. Normally he wouldn't think twice about something that strange happening but the last few times someone strange had spoken to him bad things had happened. There wasn't anything good about 'voices from above' anymore.

He watched the floor shift before looking out over the room again. Blinking he smiled slightly as he saw Denebola. Pushing away from the pillar he made his way over to her, ignoring the other senshi she was near. "At least there's one familiar face in here."

A voice came out, and Themis took a step back in surprise - oh god... Well, he figured the Negaverse would have made a more noisy entrance.

"I don't know." He answered Ares. Had he heard this voice before... ? He had no idea.

One look around the room revealed Bellatrix, and he instinctively went toward her.

Everyone had their reason to fight. Themis has his own.