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The most she'd heard recently was to go to space.

If it weren't for the matter of researching purification, Elpis might have ignored the advice - that and Camelot's all-devouring aura made him someone Elpis considered listening to a little more than others. Regardless of her own philosophy, Elpis had decided there was no harm visiting a dead rock in space, so when she arrived, the senshi had to give pause at the view.

Asteroid - planet - Elpis was silent. No air moved, no plants, though there were many glittering stone-like flowers reaching upwards, no animals stalking, no monsters - Elpis, for the stony flowers, was utterly silent and felt inert.

The senshi was not expecting flowers, but the dead silence was not new. New as well was being able to breathe, and she wodered how much nobody knew of space, the Senshi walking through the fields for what at a distance resembled rocks, but, drawing closer, resembled buildings. Elpis blinked as she entered an ancient city of rusted metal, crumbling stones, and petrified wood from other places - how they got there was beyond her, but doors long gone allowed unrestricted access to homes and structures, and after a minute, Elpis moved into a large building that looked ripe for information and she looked around at old images, and sighed.

Fingers snapped in the senshi's face and she was snapped back to focus by the older man at her side dressed in a uniform, the senshi blinking before tilting her head at him slowly.

"What?" She asked, pouting. She didn't want to sit reading dusty old texts. She wanted home, to see family and playmates, not in a school learning military history just because she was magical. The girl drew a dragon plushie to her and hissed, scowling sharply at the instructor with a disgusted look that was matched only by his lack of amusement.

"You must focus." The man snapped, gesturing to the carefully illuminated text on her desk, thick finger waggling like an animal's tail at the end of the dayu. Sailor Elpis was a new senshi and schooling was strict, but this man was unbearable and she hissed, eyes narrowing. The reacion was not well recieved as her ear was grabbed and the lanky girl was hauled from her seat, her protests loud and firm. She was, however, more agitated than anything, and after a moment she was let go before the -

Elpis blinked, staggering and staring at a fresco with hildren's scrawled doodles - writing? She had no idea if Elpis had writing - and eyed the room silently, wondering what had just happened. She hadn't moved, but she thought she had, and the senshi wheezed a slow ancient hiss warily as she left the building, deciding to not touch the room further - or the building - for now, instead deciding to return. She wasn't sure she liked the sudden displacement of self, and wanted Kells present for comfort next time - and next time she wouldn't be so brash, and the senshi decided to exit from whence she came, patting one explored building lightly to indicate the contents - she suspected a craftsman of some kind - was present before reentering the field, and sighed, returning home for just a while.

For now? She wanted home.