The grim musk of used body hung in the air. The body's unsureness, the knowing itself through unfamiliar, yet sharp, sweat and blood and mouth-rust. Vinegar and rank sebum sprawled to every corner of the empty, cavernous, dust-laden room. Only motes stirred about when caught in a few sunlight shafts. They danced their homage to dawn while Gevaudan's prisoners remained, weary and taxed, ever railing against bondage. How little the room cared as it hid them from another sunrise.
Flickering into the room was Faustite, heralded by the copper-and-salt smoke pumping out with every breath. The general's core pushed its light through the room's empty shadows. It illuminated the grease in Leto's hair, wetting it down, and the sheen of sweat on her skin. It caught what bloody wounds remained on Loreley, where they shone like a dozen stars scarred across her body. And where mouths were shut, their figures told all the stories of what they suffered more potently, more succinctly, than their words could.
Faustite drew the bracelet over eir palm and daggered fingers. Ey crosse the threshold where boots thumped against wooden floorboards with leaden purpose. Shadow shifted away from harried faces, covered with death masks of old.
Gevaudan sat near, readied and armed with a lupine snarl. Was he rehearsing his hurts, where the Mirror Court arrested his freedoms? Could he feel those old wounds spreading like the unfurled corners of a map? Did he trace his history time and again through those old scars?
His haze on Gevaudan, Faustite stood near enough to the captive princess for eir heat to infringe on her form. Ey raised eir gilt hand, palm up, as if to entreat a single question -- are you ready to begin?
Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 12:16 pm
Gevaudan
Gev rested on the wall beside Loreley. He had slept here and his back was stiff from the cot he had kept near an open door. Never the closed rooms. Even still he could hear the distant rattle of chains. The scattering of rats that had no issue eating any exposed flesh. Tense he fluttered in and out of the waking world until morning. Groggy, he stood with arms crossed as he watched them. As he took in the room and the place. Let it settle like a hardening cement inside.
This was where he was. This was what he was doing.
It was easy to remove himself if he let it, but for this he wanted to be present. He wanted the hungry beast that ate at his mind all these years to take this all in and at long last feel satisfied with the tribute. But it was the second day. They took memory. They had someone she cared for chained. They stripped her of ability and wings and granted pain and punishment.
And nothing inside felt different. After everything. After long last she was here. After doing everything exactly like that day.
And nothing.
He took a drink of water and paused as he stared out to the eastern wall before giving a look to Faustite. “Be quick about this.” He said.
He felt the distant pings of power dotting the reaches of the factory district.
Time was up.
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Had her captor let her sleep that night? No... She did not feel rested. She was sure that any time she would nod off that she felt someone jab at her. And when it wasn't Gevaudan that was waking her, it was the rats that would bite at exposed flesh or the pain of her wounds and burns that would jolt through her. She definitely had not slept, though her eyes remained closed beyond a dark blindfold.
How long had she been there? Was it still night or had the sun risen over Destiny City by now?
Leto's head rose when someone entered the room and she felt the now familiar warm heat that came along with the General. Her mouth tasted of bile and blood as she parted her lips to speak only for no words to come out. Her throat hoarse from screaming and her mouth dry from lack of drink, the Senshi was temporarily silenced.
She waited, bruised, bloodied and broken chained to her metal chair. Moving just slightly caused her to cry out and fresh tears spilled beyond her control, but she felt a desperate need to pull away from the General as they moved to stand near her.
"Get away," she said, her voice cracking, her head shaking just slightly.
"Stay out of my ******** head," she added defiantly.
They had taken enough from her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 8:05 am
Gevaudan
He wanted to stay and watch but he knew if he waited any longer that they would be forced to fight in a small room and Faustite could not only be interrupted but found out he had aligned with him. Clicking his teeth, he looked at Faustite.
"Do what you can."
He turned and left the room, heading down the hallway past the empty, dusty rooms and the cot he had stayed on for the past 2 days. Awake. Hesring the rats. Hearing the chains. Hesring the whispered signing over gurgling blood.
Shaking his head, he pushed open the door and stepped into a large factory floor. The room was large with small will does singing like tiles above the walls, most broken and letting in birds and the cold. Unclaimed machinery laid like sleeping monsters in this and that corner. Old time-in slips laid browned on the ground, stuck to the floor. There was the occasional creaking of the metal roof warping and moving from the outside winds.
Gevaudan stepped into the room, summoned his weapon, and stared at the double doors on the other side of the large room. Waiting.
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Faustite
What shuddered and lurched and murmured with aura was Gevaudan's concern. A snort of smoke tainted the god rays that filtered through greasy windows. Leot, half-haloed in that chilled font, screamed toward a captor she never knew — would never know. She vied for a freedom shew would not receive, bargained for a life sacred to her by allegiance to the same amorphous maggot beyond the mirror. When Gevaudan left, he let malevolence out into the hall. He left Faustite with a pair of chairs loaded down with so much meat. With festering wound, with dripping wing. With bones slowly setting themselves in poor form.
Faustite spared no time for taunts. Eir hand found true the space above Leto's starseed, the world shifting, warehouse bones breaking and forming and reforming and ever shifting and weaving in eir very wisps of essence into a world both surreal and not. Into a space so twisted up with impossibilities — corridors tunneling through corridors where walls once stood, mirrors and halls and stairs and vestibules forming a space so magnificently, deliriously labyrinthine that Escher was only a paltry facsimile. Here, ey smelled no smoke. Here, she passed through hall after hall, down and up and through and around and down and past and down, with no guiding force but her partner's disembodied voice and the faint tremors building under her feet.
Quick jerks and spasms of shuddering memory cut her journey into montages — glimmers of seeing mirrors in mirrors, seconds traversing blocks, until beneath her feet blustered a quake so vigorous that her footing shattered — that her sense of dimension shattered. Her confidence shattered.
Her bones shattered. The crystalline monstrosity upon which they fell would ravage both of them, rend fuku and flesh alike with die-cut teeth that refracted their miseries. In that glittering mouth she would see the sum of their investigation. She would see the insurmountable, the immortal twisting of Mirrorspace gaining sentience to quench itself on its senshi. She moved, dodged, screamed, struck, taunted. She fell into its jaws. She felt thick teeth melt through her skin like fire through wax.
But she felt no fall — none that ended with the cold floor and shattered stars. Flicker-flashing like a struggling lighter were fits of memory, of achievement laced with heartache and camaraderie. She saw stories of herself. Of her Court. Of Ares. Of what it meant to know a team's intimacy. Her own ambitions coalesced into a drive that burst through her heart, that runneled out along her every muscle until she felt its essence coalesce about her. And in that heat she knew no pain — what took her next was resolution, pushed into her mouth by those last dregs of light.
What infused her and Remarque was of no concern while battle fueled her. Her foe's resolve faded like smoke, left it retreating into the confines of the room while the two Mirror Royals turned their offensive. Within her churned a brilliance so virulent and warm, inextinguishable —
Faustite's hand wrenched back and the world sloughed out of someone else's memory. Dizzied, the general shuffled back a couple of steps, dragging metal on dusty concrete for a sonorous screech. What power and potency ey knew for moments then gushed from that taxed body and left em drained, weary, dumb. Sense returned when he felt the auric assault on the horizon, just beyond the warehouse doors now. Between them was Gevaudan. Before em, Leto. Behind em, a faceless basic. The stench of blood and rat and fecal waste cloyed the room about Faustite's own scent. Lilac and posey. Unfettered cruelty.
Want. Want. Want. You catch sight of yourself in a mirror. Faustite cast a blazing look toward that grim-dim hall before eir artificial fire smothered into light and absence.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 4:33 pm
Romulus
It was a good plan, a sound plan, but Romulus still reached out to catch the white moon senshi by the arm. Chewing her lip, nerves clear on pale features, she flicked pale eyes over the ginger's shoulder before meeting her gaze. "Look, if there's something else in there with them, they're gunna need you." That wasn't why she wanted to help Acuben's, and she could tell by the look the other girl gave her that she could see through the excuse.
However, it was still a valid excuse.
When Navi had nodded Romulus had moved to Acuben's side, small hands curled into tight fists.
She needed to face him. To stare down the face of her nightmares and do something about it, because she was really ******** sick of being afraid all the damn time. Of running away from her own thoughts by whatever means necessary. It'd started to feel like her life had been spiraling out of her control, and she needed to fix it before it was beyond repair.
Navi
A hand on her arm as they'd headed for the door had the eternal pausing and when Romulus had asked to be the one to help Acubens handle the knight Navi had nodded, knowing how important it could be to face ones fears. With Acubens with her, and with her power having increased, she'd be fine, at least for as long as it'd take Sadal and herself to find Leto and the other Dark Mirror that'd been taken.
They could have been walking into a clever ambush. The thought had entered her head a few times, but Navi banished it each and every time it reared up. It was the sort of worry that paralyzed, that caused delay, and there was no way of knowing what state their friends were in now. Navi was loathed to wait much longer to retrieve them. She recalled the hopelessness and terror she'd felt when she'd been abducted and held captive, the torture she'd suffered at Painite's hands. They ahd to get to them now.
"Romulus is with you, Acubens!" She shouted it as they rushed the door, an arm held back for Sadal so as soon as they were inside she could get them out of the line of fire and deeper into the warehouse where she could feel their friends waiting for them.
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Acubens nodded at Navi's addendum to the plan, and then looked to Romulus. She knew what A rogue knight had done to her. She had been in the hospital with her while she recovered. She knew first hand what it meant to face fears and drag them kicking and screaming into the light and destroy them. She'd done it herself enough times, after all.
"Alright, I'm going to charge the knight... my magic makes me fast and hitting someone at the speeds I go... it can cause damage. You come in next with an offensive attack, alright?"
And then came the rage.
Unbridled and terrifying rage was all Acubens felt in that moment. Once the plan had been laid and everyone agreed, the tenuous hold Acubens had on her anger snapped with what she swore to the heavens was an audible sound and all she could feel and see and hear and understand was her own deafening rage. The roared through her body like a wildfire and threatened to consume Acubens entirely.
And had she not remembered that there was someone waiting for her, she would have let it.
Acubens had not kicked in a door for a while. In truth, she hadn't had a reason to. Her life consisted pleasently of routine patrols and boring civilian life. Exactly the way she wanted it.
But she had cause to now.
Her foot collided noisily with the middle of the double doors, causing them both to fly open with a startling slam. Later Acubens would reason that they didn't have time to test if the door was locked or unlocked. They had to assume that it was locked and needed force to open. Besides that, the sudden cacophony of sound and movement might stun whoever was on the other side of that door. It might give them a few seconds of time for an advantage.
In reality, however, it was the only outlet that she had for the rage currently roaring through her veins, poisoning her whole being.
Just one knight lay beyond the door, as Navi had said. As she had felt. Still and dark and lean, with the look of vengeance on his face and set in his stance. But he was only one knight against two eternals and two supers. All the needed was one eternal, the rest was insurance. In short, Acubens had no shortage of confidence that this victory would be swift and assured, even if the second aura had been masked or left for an ambush. They could split in half and each takes one.
"Velociraptor Agility," she called almost immediately after the door slammed open, her magic dousing her in warm shudders just an instant before it took hold of her legs and rocketted her forward, bracing to slam into the knight with every iota of her body.
Velociraptor Agility Type Offensive Duration and Timing: The charge lasts five seconds. She can use this attack once every three minutes, and can only attack twice, with just enough energy left over for a Velociraptor Dash after a five minute charging period. Uses: A power up of her first attack, Acubens now is able to get up to cheetah speed. Besides that, however, he is also a great deal more agile. She can now turn, for instance, and while it may not be on a dime, at least she can change direction. She can also stop sooner and without having to run into things. Drawbacks: Because the turns are still pretty sloppy, it's still pretty easy to dodge Micah's attack. It's still also pretty hard to stop, so Acubens might actually end up running into something while she is trying to do so.
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Were it not for the subtle lifts in her chest and the occasional jerk in her extremities in paranoia of rats, one would have thought Loreley dead. She was amazed she could still feel much at all with December's snowy cloak all about Destiny City. Sometimes she had almost welcomed the pain, as it allowed her to feel a burst of heat when blood was let. Now, she did absolutely nothing at all beyond feeble, mechanical movements required of her, and the rare moments when they weren't.
Vaguely, she wondered if someone had noticed her absence. s**t. TEArimisu. How long had it been? Probably long enough to lose her job, if her exhaustion said anything. And there were finals and some assignments she had left for last minute...Even though she felt the pings of power in the distance, Loreley was ready to give up. After all, she wasn't going to live through this, so. There was that, she supposed. Thank God. Maybe in the afterlife she could stop feeling like a burden in everything she ever participated in, always stumbling and struggling to keep up. Or maybe there would be a sweet, sweet bliss in oblivion.
The cloying smell in her mask made her want to vomit. Another silver lining: there wasn't anything to heave anyway.
She didn't react when she heard Leto's snarls, but the metallic screech was enough to make her cringe. Pain immediately greeted her as she recoiled, and a low groan left her cold, cracked lips. Something had been done to her hair at some point; she could feel a chill settle at random places in her scalp. Had it been pulled out manually? Her mind refused to remember.
The door suddenly blew open. Loreley merely curled up further in fear, straining her chains and shivering.
Navi's plan made sense, not least because Sadalsuud wasn't sure just how much help she would be with any actual fighting - because she would be the first to admit that it wasn't her strong point–
Although to help the Princess and if it came down to it then she would do her best to try and fight - even if said best was most likely somewhere down the bottom of other bests.
One of the chaotic auras, the Negaverse one, had faded out - but that still left the two dark mirror auras - and the unknown Knight's aura, Sadalsuud bit her lip and started forward.
She could do this. She could...
A hand reached out, halting the Order Eternal - Romulus - the other Super suggesting that she help find with whoever was taken instead - something that the Order Eternal seemed to agree with.
An idea came to her, one that had Sadalsuud reaching out to Romulus before she could rush after Acubens "Wait, I have something that might be able to help." At least Sadalsuud was hoping that her boost in power would mean that her magic was a little more useful.
"Clover's Fortune" the magic took the form of a clover, much like it had before, although this one was a golden colour.
Sadalsuud held the clover out to Romulus "For luck" and she was really hoping it would be as she waited for the taller Super to take it before following after the order Eternal.
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Clover's Fortune Sailor Sadalsuud calls on her magic which takes the form of a a medium-sized glowing golden four-leaved clover. Sailor Sadalsuud has a few seconds to either give this clover to an ally or choose to keep it for herself and then the clover will glow and disappear.
Magical effect: Whilst the effects of the magic is not immediately apparent, the magic will boost the target’s luck for the duration of the attack. This allows for an attack (physical or magical) to hit better than expected (for a boost of 10%) or for their dodge to be improved (for a boost of 10%). The magic will do one or the other. It will not do both. (I leave it up to player's choice which one you want to go for)
Target: self or 1 ally Duration: 30 seconds Usage: Twice, but not on the same person
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Leto wasn't entirely sure if she actually expected her demands to the General to be met. But when the awful, wrongly pure aura of Wolframite left the room with his footsteps, she almost had a moment of hope.
Almost.
Until she felt the hand press against her sternum for a second time. This time felt worse - this time the heat felt as if it were reigniting the bubbled, blistered flesh on her back. Her body writhed against the chains that bound her in her chair, that kept her in place as the General lit her ablaze from the inside. Leto could feel the awful sensation of someone in her head, assaulting her memories and stealing from her something that was precious - worse because she had no idea what. The lack of control made her furious, her anger spurring her ever onward. She moved desperately, trying to shift their hand, if they slipped maybe they would lose whatever they were trying to grab a hold of in her mind. But the longer their hand rested upon her chest, the more and more the heat smothered her. It smothered her anger, it smothered her ability to think, to reason, to fight. Her eyes rolled back, her head hanging low as she wheezed for breath through the thick air.
When the hand was pulled back, it was as if she came up for air after being underwater for a few seconds too long- there was a gasp, then she screamed and thrashed and her power flared, pushing her into her Royal form once more before it fizzled back out.
If there was any fight left in her, there was no evidence of it as Leto's frustration had her in tears under the lavender-filled mask yet again. The sudden lack of warmth from the General's body and from whatever magic they had used on her had her shivering in the silent room, dripping with cold sweat.
"I'm so... So sorry," she whispered to the other Senshi as they sat in silence, alone together for the first time. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," she was rocking slightly in her chair as she repeated the words over and over again, even after the door flew open and the sound of other voices echoed through the warehouse.
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Gevaudan
He stayed still as they entered. The chain in his hand, spinning the weight. One against four. They were his rank and they had numbers. His eyes glanced only a little as he felt Let's energy flare up. A rise of royal anger and then it died again. He smiled at that. The struggle. The rage. Did she sense her rescue party or did she feel something important taken? Maybe Faustite had gotten something worthwhile. As for him, he got an answer.
Nothing mattered anymore. This - this mattered no more. There was a point and no point in being here. While he couldn't take more memories now, the risk to Faustite used up now, he couldn't escape. He couldn't teleport and what was the point in running now? What was left after all this? What left remained that he didn't give away to make this happen. The final stone to his grave.
They were angry. They were loyal. They had felt the injustice of someone trespassing on an icon. On their authority and symbol of power. Their family. Their friend. It was a raw wound. To know their empire was human. Could be brought down.
Four fighters. He knew the numbers. The outcome? Did it matter now. He gave. He gave everything and was hollow He was a monster. He crossed the line he dared never to tread. Capture. Torture. He was a void. He was tired.
He was here. He was alive. He had a weapon. That was all he had left.
Four fighters. A fight. He could fight. It was what he was trained to do. To kill.
As one raced to him to punch he rushed in and threw his weapon to those in the back. He could tear into them one by one. Tear and rip and be torn and ripped. Second by second. Let it be. Let it be decided. Let blood spill. Let him taste anything that could make his heart beat.
He gripped the chain and pulled it. Hold them off. Break them piece by piece. Win. Live. Destroy everything till nothing was left of anyone. If he had no salvation then what of her?
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2018 1:22 pm
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Romulus' turn to be held back, and the look on her face as she turned wasn't a friendly one, but then she hadn't actually known just what to expect. Instead of an argument, it was magic, and pale features smoothed at the golden clover was handed over to her. "Are you sure? Did it matter? It flared once before disappearing again, the magic already taking effect. "Th-thank you." Sadaluud, that was her name. She'd remember this.
Offering a smile and a touch on the arm, Romulus raced after Acubens, the first through the door, the first to charge the knight within. To take his attention, his retaliation. She was strong, she could endure it, and Romulus would be there to take advantage of any opening the knight dare leave unchecked.
His weapon swung through the air as he attacked, the heavy head whistling past Acubens and towards the rest of them.
Sadal's magic gave her the luck she needed to avoid it, and she dropped as the chain sailed close, sliding beneath it before rolling back to her feet and sprinting towards the dark mirror eternal and their target.
"Crater strike!" A war cry, loud and fierce, as she came rushing in to close the distance between them. Magic gathered, power accumulating, and when she spun on her heel, sweeping around to slam the bottom of her foot at the knight's midsection, it was heavier hit.
Navi
A flare of power in the back, royal, and then gone. "Leto!" With panic gripping her heart the white moon eternal threw herself into the warehouse on Acubens and Romulus' heels, Sadaluud beside her, and as her sister eternal called her magic to charge into a frontal assault, Navi grabbed for the clover super's arm to draw her along off to the side to give the fighters a wide breadth. She didn't want them to get caught up in the crossfire, there wasn't time to get side tracked.
"Come on, I can feel them in the back!" We're almost there, just hold on!
If anything came for them she'd be ready with an attack,her magic on the tip of her tongue ready to smash any opposition out of their way, but nothing came. Not as they raced back across the open shop floor, and not as they entered a hall leading to a row of abandoned offices. It twisted and turned, maze like in their haste, until finally they found the room they were being kept in.
"Oh God." Beaten and bruised, faces hidden behind macabre masks. Navi's chest ached to see them like this, and she made a silent promise to find out if there had been anyone else here laying hands on them, and to make them pay for it. "Leto! Hang on, we're here!"
The eternal rushed for the exhausted princess, leaving Sadaluud to go for the poor basic chained to the chair beside her. With haste and great care she undid the clasp of the mask and eased it off her face before tossing it to the side. Then she was cupping the other woman's face in careful, gentle hands as she knelt before her. "Leto, We're here. I'm here. I've got you."
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Romulus was behind her. Acubens could feel the aura chasing her, hear the footfalls right on her heels. And beside them, Sadal and Navi raced to find their leader and the basic who had been taken with her. A basic whom, Acubens realized with a brief pang of guilt, she hadn't known.
Now was not the time for that. She would be guilty later. She would meet and get to know the basic senshi later. Take her in. Teach her as Leto no doubt would if she wasn't already. Now was the time to fight. So Acubens shifted her entire brain to focus on that one pinpoint of focus. Every cell in her body was honed in on her target. A man in wine and white who had tried to rock the foundations of their court. Who had tried to eliminate a part of her family. Who had taken her friend.
Behind her she heard Romulus called out the name of her attack -- basic was probably a better idea since they knew what that one did. A gamble wasn't great for this fight.
Above her, the weapon on the knight's hand sailed over her head. She had previously been bracing for the attack -- that was why she had dashed in first, to draw fire from the others. It hadn't worked, the knight as too smart. Had Acubens' legs not been enchanted to keep moving and propelling her forward, she would have stopped to assess who or what had been struck, but she didn't have that option. All she could do was keep her eyes and her body moving forward towards her target.
An instant later, she slammed against the knight, her own bones groaning and in some cases cracking in the impact. She could already feel her ribs collapsing under the force of her crashing against him, but there was no time to worry about those. Romulus was hard on her heels and she had to get out of the way now that her magic had been interrupted by the collision. She dropped as soon as the shock of her collision wore away, the floor bruising her knees as she did so. No time. No time. No time. She rolled away, springing to her feet as soon as possible, and braced for her next attack. They didn't have time, so they would take away the knight's time to react. As soon as Romulus struck, Acubens was poised to attack a second time.
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It hurt to move, and it hurt not to move. Her breaths were shallow and quick, and the whites of her eyes might have been seen had it not been for the mask. Would her panic make her bleed out? Was there even an open wound, or had they scabbed over?
She didn’t hear Leto’s words, only the clamor of battle and the heartbeat in her ears.
Let it finish. Let her die already. Surely one of her captors would just move to pick her up as a meatshield, yank her frail body until the cuffs embedded themselves into her skin and beyond. Or maybe she wasn’t even worth that anymore. Maybe she would be an object among people, a second thought. After all, these rescuers were clearly here for their princess, not a simple senshi. If a choice had to be made, there wasn’t really much of a choice at all.
Loreley was glad she couldn’t see. It gave her the illusion that no one could see her.
There hadn't been time to do anything but follow after Navi, after Romulus had taken the offered clover that was her magic, the other Super and Miss Acubens taking the lead and charging towards the solitary figure with the strong order aura that appeared to be waiting for them–
And if not for the Order Eternal's quick actions, Sadalsuud would have most likely been snared by the chain and heavy something that she didn't get much of a look at as the thing went sailing past a charging Acubens and onwards towards Romulus and themselves - but Navi's quick actions yanked her out of the thing's path, Sadalsuud stumbling somewhat before recovering as the eternal tugged her off to the side and further away from the fighters.
Her shoes tapped across the floor of the warehouse as she ran after Navi, Sadalsuud trying to push for a little bit more speed because she had felt that flare - all too brief - of a Dark Mirror Royal's aura too.
She wasn't really focused on much other than trying to reach the Princess and the other much weaker aura of what appeared to be a second member of the court, following Navi through a hallway with what appeared to be empty rooms leading off it.
All empty that it except for one, Sadalsuud's mouth dropping open in horror as she caught sight of the two bruised and battered figures with masks on their faces that had been left chained to chairs.
An involuntary sound of pity escaped her throat, even as Navi moved towards one of the figures, green eyes taking in strands of choppy pink hair and what appeared to be some sort of 'bite' mark as Sadalsuud started to move towards the second chained senshi.
A glimmer of something on one of the tables had her pausing, her head turning towards it in order to look at it more fully.
Keys.
A set of keys in a room with two chained senshi.
Sadalsuud walked over and scooped them up, the keys jangling against each other as she did so.
"Navi, someone's left a set of keys..."
Was it coincidence? Maybe, but Sadalsuud was really hoping that it wasn't - because the sooner they got the Princess and the other Dark Mirror senshi out here the better.
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