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Valhalla remained off to the side of the room as Ganymede started the meeting, not wanting to be any kind of distraction when she was trying to get things organized. It was a little overwhelming to realize that it had been well over two years that most of them were doing this, longer for some, much shorter for others. But regardless of when someone became a senshi or knight, they were all in this together.

He didn’t take any of the cupcakes just yet, wanting to make sure everyone else had a chance to get theirs. Besides, he got plenty of cakes and pastries and cookies at home, so waiting wasn’t that big of a deal. The most important thing was for those who were new there to feel comfortable. Despite the event that led to the discovery of the moon’s ruins, it was good to know, or at least hope, that they would all be safe there. And with that thought, he was most able to relax.

To have so many people he cared about in one place and not be threatened by Obsidian or any other who bore ill will towards them… it was a relief.

“I guess we should start introducing everyone before we get into any kind of discussion,” Valhalla spoke up once Ganymede seemed to have finished. “I know some people are new, so… If any of you don’t know, that’s Ganymede,” he introduced for her, offering her a small smile. He didn’t want her to feel like she left anything out. She’d worked hard on getting the cupcakes and food together, so to him… she should get a break.

“I’m Valhalla,” he continued, lifting his hand as if to wave hello to the others.

Knowing they were all safe and sound, and knowing their ranks had grown (even ever so slightly) had given Kallichore a deep sense of relief.

The eternal senshi had half-perched on a windowsill to Ganymede's right, eyes gazing out the filmy glass to the overgrown gardens. The moon itself was in shambles, a just a fragment of its former self and yet it still retained a beauty unique to it. Though she was listening to what Ganymede had presented to the group, to others it probably looked like she was more interested in the garden than anything else. When the Senshi of Lust was finished and introductions began, Kallichore stirred and shifted her weight to face the rest of the group. The last time she, Valhalla and Ganymede had seen one another, Kallichore was a trainwreck (and that was putting it lightly). She gave the two of them a nod of respect.

Now? Now she seemed to have a brighter light behind her eyes and a lighter step. While she didn't get up from her position, she did open her arms slightly to the group in a welcoming gesture. "I'm Kallichore. I've been around for a few years and know many things I'd be willing to teach. Any new information we gather, I'll upload to the senshi primer to help others just getting started in this war."

Food didn't seem right to dig into just yet, so the eternal kept her vigil where she was, hands folded in her lap.

The Moon. It had been over a year since she's been here, right? Eternal Sailor Tsui received her invitation and did not think twice about attending- whether or not she was considered a true and blue member of the Jovian court to others, her sense of loyalty to the only team that had taken her in despite her unbearable ways pretty much guaranteed that she'd be there. She was geared and ready to go, though the moment she arrived in the ruins of the castle, part of her was starting to scream for her to go back. The last time she was brought here, it was against her will, after that ambush... She had never returned, though she had promised to take others to the Moon and to go with Ida and the rest of the PSSG, and had she not received an invitation to the meeting, how much longer would the Tiger senshi have gone without ever setting foot here?

However, now that she was here, there was no turning back. She wouldn't have wasted her time, or the others, by simply turning back now, and before she took her seat, she made sure to hide every ounce of nervousness or fear from her form. This was a sanctuary. Chaos couldn't get here. But it wasn't the agents of Chaos that bothered her, not so much as a reminder of just how brash and foolish she had once been. By the time she say down, there was an eager smile on her face, something more akin to the Tiger senshi that some here had known and liked (or at least put up with).

There was at least one good perk to showing up to the meeting, besides to meet with senshi, knights and cats that she was proud to be a part of, and when Ganymede offered up cupcakes, Tsui was quick to act upon such a gracious offer. She left her seat to partake in the dining of the cupcakes, listening to the Senshi of Lust's speech in the meantime. She spotted several familiar faces and had to stop herself from making a racket when she saw Kallichore. Kallichore, the one that trained her, the one that introduced her to the Jovians... it had been entirely too long! After grabbing two cupcakes, she changed her destination, moving towards her friend and offering her the second cupcake as introductions went from one attendee to the other.

Tsui had met Ganymede, Valhalla and Pasiphae, time and time again, and she flashed each of them a cupcake-filled wave. Europa and Horatio, however, were definitely new to her, or at least she thought so, but that didn't make them stand out and less in her mind. They, too, were greeted with a waving cupcake, before Tsui decided that it was time for her to introduce herself. And she did so in her typical, loud mouthed self, any feelings of uncertainties gone now that she found herself surrounded by friends. "Eternal Sailor Tsui, Senshi of Tigers and also member of the Painite Survivors Support Group, along with fellow Eternals Ida, Athene and Chaonis. I've been a Senshi for, uh, maybe two years now? Not as experienced as some here, but I've seen my fair share of action, as seen by my lovely tiger stripes at my waist. I may not have the best advice around or knowledge, or wisdom, but if you need someone to fight along side, or someone to come to your rescue, I'm your girl. Fighting's what I'm best at!"

'Even if it's the only thing I'm ever good at.' Tsui kept that to herself, wasting no more time in shoving the cupcake in her mouth.

“Did you get dragged here, too?” Oberon chirped as he approached the one who was probably closest to his own age, a collection of at least five cupcakes in his arms. He had never met the girl with the short brown hair before, but she looked just as bored as he felt. Why else would she be sitting out of the way like she was?

Okay, so there could be a lot of reasons, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that he was there and bored and not even part of this group but made to come along because something about… how he couldn’t be trusted to leave alone at home.

Carefully, he plopped down on the ground next to the girl who hadn’t spoken at all yet, foisting a few of his cupcakes off onto her without bothering to ask if she wanted any. “I just came for the moon rocks, but noooo I have to sit through the meeting first. I’m Oberon,” he quickly introduced as he shoved a cupcake into his mouth. He only introduced himself to the girl — the others were probably too busy measuring buttwings to care about the kids/non Eternals in the back of the room.

Being approached at all was something of a surprise - usually she was pretty good at remaining small and unseen - and being handed cupcakes by a little boy who looked like he was too young to be involved in any of this was enough to floor the already-quiet senshi into near muteness.

"Um..." Callisto said, trying not to drop the cupcakes she was being handed. Much as she didn't want to rely on a handout, it would be far worse to waste food of any kind. "...Callisto," she added, struggling to say anything - anything at all - to the energetic, clearly bored Oberon.

Horatio looked like a cute enough kitten, but she wasn't who Callisto had hoped to see - that came in the form of a certain orange tomcat who was just now speaking. She'd thought - been nearly convinced, in fact - that the guardian cat wasn't okay. Wasn't doing well. But there he was.

Handing the cupcakes that had been given to her back to Oberon - though she kept hold of one, because it didn't seem right to turn away the gift, even if it was a pity-handout of some kind - Callisto climbed to her feet and stepped forward - just slightly, to try and get a clearer look at the cat.

"...Tomlin?"

Belatedly realizing this may have just drawn more attention to her than she wanted, Callisto quickly recoiled and dropped back into her hiding place. Maybe no-one had noticed? Maybe? Oh who was she kidding, she was sure she felt every eye in the room on her!

This was not what she'd wanted! Not at all!

Tomlin’s ears swivelled first, little radars, while the rest of his body stilled. Then wide coppery eyes swept over the assembled group, searching for the origin of the voice that called to him. She wasn’t obvious, and that didn’t surprise him, but that was definitely Callisto! How could it be anyone else?

Meeting forgotten, the ginger cat brushed gently past Ganymede and dropped off the edge of the table. His swishing tail fortunately missed the newly rearranged food display. Only the cupcake he’d already mauled tumbled over the edge with him and rolled, frosting side down, leaving a sticky white crescent across the floor in his wake. Didn’t really matter, he’d go back for it later. Now he just had to… be over in that dark corner. Just to check she was okay. Because that was more important than eating.

It wasn’t until he actually got close enough to easily see the young senshi that a seed of worry crossed his mind. Was she hiding from him? It had been a long time, and she’d always been so cautious. He slowed down his approach, settling a whisker’s length away from Callisto’s hand to look up at her.

“It’s good to see you,” he said softly. Such little words for all his feelings. Hopefully the rumbling purr he couldn’t suppress would cover the rest.

It hadn’t taken long for the meeting to get started, and what a good way of getting the ball rolling by recapping events that Tsui only heard mentioned but had never been there to experience. The tiger senshi may have reached eternal status and earned her wings, but it was always humbling to hear the account of others who had been there longer than herself. Not that there was time to openly admire Ganymede’s ordeals and tribulations throughout the years, but Tsui respected the senshi for it nonetheless, as well as providing food and taking a stand for the meeting.

Then it was Valhalla’s turn to speak and Tsui regretted not bringing pen and paper to take notes or sketch out the description of the Negaverse generals that the knight mentioned. Surprisingly enough, Tsui couldn’t recall having met a single one of these generals, but then again, it seemed like there was always some new influx of generals that sprouted from the ground periodically. When Valhalla trailed off, Tsui cleared her throat, hoping to catch everyone’s attention so that she could through in her input on the matter as well before someone had the chance to snipe that opportunity for her. Maybe she was interrupting, but it wasn’t without a reason, at least.

“To add to Valhalla’s list, we also have, uh…” Now that she had their attention, she felt as if she made a huge mistake, and what she was about to say wasn’t exactly the easiest thing to bring up. She didn’t want to bring it up, but given Benitoite’s rage and the revelation of the cause of it, she felt that she was obligated to address the matter, even though it was both damaging to her reputation and painful for her. “We also have a Negaverse officer that apparently went full on youma… General Benitoite claims it’s my fault and maybe he’s right, but that’s something else we have to worry about with the Negaverse. I haven’t see this youma yet, but his name’s Bazzite, and he’s apparently living proof that the chaos that fuels the Negaverse agents is nothing but poison and that’s what happens when something goes wrong in the process.”

Maybe there was no youma. Maybe Bazzite had died and Benitoite had lied to her, to tear apart her conscious. She tried not to let her voice waver, not wanting to appear weak in front of them, but at the same time, she didn’t want to appear cold or heartless to what had happened to Bazzite. Maybe she cared too much for her reputation? Maybe she was right to worry. Either way, it didn’t feel too good to bring the topic to light, either, but once it was there, it could not be retracted. “They can turn their own men into monsters, and they have the nerve to think they’re protecting Earth? Pretty messed up, if you ask me…”