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Prince Remarque, Dark Mirror Senshi of Puppetry

Remarque was used to the oddities within Mirrorspace. Most of the time it was harmless, like maybe Mirrorspace was just causing a little mischief or forgot how to hold itself together. A few broken mirrors here and there, a few dead end hallways that led to rubble and debris. Sometimes, he’d find a crack in the wall and peer into an endless, swirling nothingness, or he’d come across a wraith that looked at him with eyes that knew more than a thoughtless, tool of a creature should.

Mirrorspace didn’t usually cause issues, and it didn’t usually come at the expense of the Court’s well-being when it did.

The shadows in the mirror over the last week had been enough for him to investigate, and he’d passed through enough mirrors since he’d first noticed the oddity that he was well acquainted with the sensation of something tugging on him as he passed through. Sometimes, it made him think of a child, trying to get his attention. Or a monster, trying to pull him into the shadows.

The fabric of his uniform had been torn twice. His hair had been pulled. Buttons had been pulled off completely. He was sturdy and durable, and yet he’d accumulated his fair share of bruises. Every trip through the mirror felt like he was doing it with someone on his back.

The last few days had been the worst. The mirrors in his home, in the antique shop, were rattling. Like something was trying to get out. He’d cleaned up so much glass out in Destiny City, and the state of things in Mirrorspace weren’t much better.

He’d only cut himself once, but it had been enough. The back of his hand was bandaged from when the mirror shattered around him while he’d gone into investigate.

And, he had been investigating. Stalking the shadows, hunting them. He’d spent a considerable amount of time in Mirrorspace already, and he had a lead.

A good one.

But he wasn’t foolish enough to investigate further alone. He’d sent out a message on his compact a few hours ago.

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Hey. I’ve been having a hard time with some of the mirrors lately, so I was looking into it. Mirrorspace is having some problems. I’m fairly confident that I’ve figured out where the issues are coming from but I’m not going in until ten tonight. I don’t know how dangerous it’s going to be, but if anyone wants to look into resolving this with me, I’d appreciate it. I think I need a few hands to make sure we get this fixed. Be careful while traveling through the mirrors, there have been some injuries. I’ll be in the Common Room. If anyone wants a ride in, let me know. I’ll fill everyone in on the plan once we’re here and ready to head out.

It was nearly ten.

He already knew a few more people were coming, and some had already arrived.

Over half of the mirrors in the Common Room were broken when he’d arrived, and since then half a dozen more had cracked or shattered completely.

The Golden Mirror leading into the Mirrorscape, and the Black Mirror itself seemed resilient–for now. He hadn’t seen any shadows get close to either of them, but the endless echo of shattering glass was starting to grate on him.

It felt like it was only a matter of time.

Super Sailor Laon, Dark Mirror Senshi of Gargoyles

Laon was certain he stood out. He was certain that the other Dark Mirror Senshi would just be able to tell he was an imposter. He’d only just reached Super Stage, and he was still trying to wrap his head around the idea that he’d earned it and not just been given a pity upgrade because Arawn had heckled Remarque about it.

He wasn’t sure that he would be more than dead weight, or a liability, or something, but he wanted to fix Mirrorspace. They’d only just unlocked it and now it was breaking, and–well, what if that was his fault? What if they’d somehow broken it by giving him an upgrade he hadn’t earned?

He shifted on his feet and was glad they were a bit away from the others. Arawn was doing well! He hadn’t snarled at or threatened anyone yet! And Laon was proud of him for that, proud that he was working so hard to manage his–well, honestly, it was probably social anxiety. Arawn’s just manifested differently than his own.

If his heels hadn’t been so tall, he would have paced with Arawn. Instead, he just stood next to him and tried to catch his hand to hold, to reassure or calm him down, or–well, something. Anything.

He didn’t like that Remarque thought this was important enough to call multiple Dark Mirror Senshi to help, and it worried him that something was wrong. Arawn had insisted on being here even while injured, so of course Laon was going to be here to support him. And to undo any damage he might have inadvertently caused, or–who was he kidding, he wasn’t important enough to break Mirrorspace. Probably.

The important thing was that they fixed it, and–wow, there were really so many other Dark Mirror Senshi. He didn’t recognize any of them. “It’s okay,” he reassured quietly, trying to brush Arawn’s good hand with his fingers again. He didn't think they'd make any friends in this, but--

He didn't know. He just wanted Mirrorspace to be fixed so they could explore it safely, and he would really like to not be afraid of mirrors maiming himself or Arawn.

Guine

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Also open for interaction! He is just staying fixed with Arawn

Eternal Avior of Walls

Avior would have honestly considered himself one of the very last people who would answer the call placed out on their little compacts. He had done well, ignoring the pull for a few years as he focused on himself, his husband, and just... Peace. There was certainly nothing wrong with prioritizing himself and his wants than the world. After having been in this chaos since he was still a child, he rightly believed he deserved as much.

But this was different. Unlike the last time he had put on his metaphorical boots and came out to see a disturbance, there didn't seem to be a contained issue. No, this was spreading, to the point where he had gone on Mirrorwalks to investigate, only to come out scratched, roughed up, and looking a little worse for wear.

That was not something he could tolerate, nor slip by unnoticed. After all, he had his husband to worry about too. And not that he didn't trust Crocus to join him, that little voice in his head that decided to be overprotective told him to check it out on his own. Or atleast get there first before Crocus could. Gods forbid this was something like that damned Queen Altea again..

When he arrived, a small nod was offered to Remarque, an old, familiar face, before he found his wall, or mirror to lean against until more came. While he could certainly go and be social, an urgent crisis like this didn't seem quite right to go about and make friends. Perhaps after, when things were calm once more.

Kyuseisha no Hikari

Annnd he's here. Friendly, but in serious mode.

Eternal Kiuchi.

Kiuchi knew all to well that mirrorspace was having a hissy fit, and that mirrors had started self destructing all about the city. He knew something was up, had seen them shaking and breaking at work, it left him feeling unsettled and each night curling close to Gabriel while drawing Kai into his arms. The configuration of three wasn't the same every night, it didn't need to be, but the idea was the same - keep them close. He didn't like feeling like mirrorspace, their only home, was going to attack them at any moment.

When the message had arrived on his compact he'd let his partners know and told them to join him, it was best they face this head on together. Others would be there, he knew it, but he needed them both here as well. So together they'd stepped through the mirror and entered the main room where others were gathering already. The glass on the floor was avoided, he didn't care for it going through his shoes and into his feet, as he kept an arm about Gabriel.

"This isn't normal, see." He'd been telling them about work and what had been happening, telling them how worried he was becoming. He'd also told his sister, who was also joining the group, he knew she'd be following right behind himself and his partners and that was the reason for him looking over his shoulders. "Sister."




Sailor Avignon.

He'd been leaving work, after a rare short shift, when Rhona had grabbed him up and told him of some mission. She made it seem like something fit for a fairytale of knights and dragons and the like, now he doubted that very much, he had agreed to go with her no matter how much he doubted the mission would be anything like how she made it out to be. He figured it was a good idea, for some reason, and had let his family know he'd be busy at the gym for a few hours. it was a lie, he knew it, and he felt guilt for it but he'd sent the message anyway before following Rhona.

When he arrived, at her side, in the large room he did not look that happy. Something had grabbed at him when he'd been entering into mirrorspace, it had even left his hair a mess, and Avignon kepoot close to her just because he didn't trust htis fairly unknown place. "I don't plan on stepping away." Not while they were here anyway. Though he did notice all these people here...more than he'd expected. Taking note of all the broken mirrors, and the glass littering the floor, the younger looked over at Acubens. "This isn't normal, I'm sure, so we're trying to figure out why all the broken mirrors?" He assumed; though he still asked.




Super Itokawa

When the message had come over his compact he'd been out gathering energy with his partner, as they often did, so he'd left the choice up to the other wether they'd deal with whatever was going on or if they'd gather more energy before going home. He wasn't going to bring the other into something which may risk the health of either of them, it wasn't his place to go making choice for the other, so he'd let Clue decide what they'd do.

And here they were walking into mirrorspace, side by side, as he took in all those already gathered and the others arriving. It was a large gathering, larger than he figured it owuld be, but that was the thing. Their court was small but most seemed rather dedicated and turned out to such things, showing that while small they still had a a majority turning up so the odds were good for them. "Keep close, I don't want to risk either of us..." He was worried, and rightfully so, anything could happen when you dealt with magic but especially when it was mirrorspace. Grasping the others hand and giving a squeeze. "We should check in with the others." Even if they didn't know most of those here it was good to mingle before they got into things, to see who else they should be keeping with, it might get them caught up on things as well.

Eternal Lacerta

Adventuring in Mirrorspace: was this the right move?

Somewhere deep inside Lacerta knew that she wanted to get down to the bottom of whatever was causing the abnormalities that she had experienced over the past week. At the same time though she wasn't exactly keen on repeating the latest incident in which she'd reached for a side of a mirror only for the large reflective surface to shatter and spray outwards, causing some minor lacerations to her hands. Given that she had the ability to heal ... it hadn't taken long to seal the wounds but now she was on edge.

The fact was she would have ignored the request that had come through on her compact if it had come from someone that she didn't recognize the name of ... but seeing that it was Remarque who was asking for assistance meant that she should go.

Bracing herself Lacerta entered the nearest mirror that she could find, relieved that this one merely seemed to shake violently as she approached and stepped through, but phantom tugs on her fuku was still enough to cause her to speed up her journey until she reached the common room.

Instantly she gravitated towards Acubens and Remarque before hanging back a little. There were some new members here that she didn't recognize ... though a small wave was given towards Avignon and Tegmine.

"There's something to be said about having an adventurous spirit and a nose for conundrums. Yet something about these incidents are wigging me out."

[Lacerta's open for interaction]

Lete of Decadence, Basic Mirror Senshi

Part of Lete didn’t want to go out and answer Prince Remarque’s call tonight, not really. Not after her last trip to Mirrorspace had been so unnecessarily dramatic (through absolutely no fault of Lete’s own, none whatsoever, when all she’d done was try to get The Actual Bad Guy Here to remember where he rightfully belonged: here, with Mirrorspace and the Mirror senshi, not running around with a bunch of stuck-up, ultra-violent weirdos in white who’d judge Mirror senshi guilty for just sitting there and breathing).

Not that Lete blamed herself for having a bad taste in her mouth about the idea. Honestly, any sane person would’ve felt the same way. Getting wrecked on Murikabushi’s magic and left behind to get herself back out to Destiny City? Had distinctly not been the most fun thing that Lete had ever done in her life. And assuming that self-righteous sense of “duty” motivated him to show up, Lete really didn’t want to deal with Muri or with any of his s**t. (Strictly speaking, Lete had fired her magic off on him first, but he’d deserved it! Unlike Lete, the clear and obvious victim in this situation!)

But at the same time, for all her own Theater Kid Tendencies (dramatics), Lete did care that Mirrorspace was sick, or in trouble, or whatever was going on with it. Mirrorspace was so much fun, and full of so much infinite potential, and it had been good to Lete until very recently. She didn’t know how she would get there on her own (and she didn’t want to just presume that Hybris was free to bring her in), but come ten PM, she threw herself into a mirror and tried to focus on slowing down……and came into the Common Room, grinning broadly at such a rousing success. In all likelihood, she figured this was probably a one-time-thing, but she’d get it all together when she made it to Super for herself.

Glancing around at the other Dark Mirrors in attendance, Lete noted with distaste that Murikabushi had, indeed, shown up. Unlike Hybris—who certainly knew how to make an entrance, and earned a smile and some polite applause from Lete—Muri seemed to be giving a wide berth to……well, everyone, or so it seemed. At least, most of the people in attendance seemed to be flocking around Prince Remarque while Muri played the wallflower. Or maybe he was doing his best impersonation of Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club.

Whatever his deal was this time, Lete decided that it was Firmly Not Her Problem. Instead, she turned to look at a pair of supers and a basic whom she hadn’t met before (Arawn, Laon, & Rana). The basic senshi in the trio seemed to have charged in pretty wildly, so Lete hung back for a moment instead, smiling and waving to the two supers by way of testing the waters, trying to see if maybe she could also come over.

Super Sailor Sadalsuud, Dark Mirror Senshi of Clovers

Sadalsuud didn't really get a lot of messages on her compact, so she had been a little surprised when her compact had buzzed with the incoming message.

Curiosity had led to her checking it, but the contents of the message itself had led to her frowning–

Because well, she'd been having a bit of a hard time when using the mirrors to mirrrorwalk too.

Sadalsuud absently petted at one of the stray cats as its head butted at her in a blatant request for attention, the movement slightly mechanical as green eyes stared out at the small park.

She wasn't sure what to do.

On the one hand Mr Rem was asking for help and Sadalsuud liked Mr Rem, but on the other Sadalsuud also knew that that she wasn't exactly the best go to for help and Mr Rem's message had mentioned that he didn't know just how dangerous this thing was going to be–

There was also the fact that there were others in the court, others that were likely to be of much more use than her - people like Kiuchi and Miss Acubens.

But.

But...

But it was Mr Rem, and Mr Rem was really nice, and the idea of sitting out didn't really sit too well with Sadalsuud even if she wasn't sure just how much help she could be.

She could try though, and maybe Arnica would be there too.

It was on that note with her mind finally made up that Sadalsuud distributed the last of her treats and walked over in the direction of the mirror that she often used once she was done at the park, because Mr Rem's message had said ten and she'd be cutting it fine as is.

She had eyed the broken mirrors in the common room nervously when she arrived, green eyes anxious as she stood awkwardly off to the side, most of the senshi unfamiliar to her, although it seemed like she had been right in her assumption that Kiuchi and Miss Acubens would be there.

Sadalsuud also gave Mr Rem a slight nod and an awkward smile.

She was here and would help - or perhaps it was more accurate to say that she would try to help–

At least as much as she was able to.

Mithra, Eternal DMS of Mantis Shrimp

To say she was annoyed was an understatement. While she had been attempting to gather more energy, it was as though every mirror had been fighting against her, even breaking apart on their own when she tried to enter.

She had punched more than one empty frame after it had happened. And it wasn't fun to have to ask apartment maintenance that their mirrors had to be replaced. Again. It had even gotten to the point where even when she wasn't trying to enter them they had broken and more than once Tom had to bandage their arms or feet in some way when it happened in front of them.

So she was VERY not happy about all of this, and when she did receive the message from Remarque she could only scoff and say, "Yeah no s***." And she had only managed to find a mirror nearby, barely getting into it before it had broken as well. If anyone were to look at her, they could see that she had just put fresh bandages on her hands with the first aid kit she was carrying around. Tom had required it for her if she wanted to go out as a Dark Mirror.

She was standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed, unwilling to be nearby any of the mirrors, lest they decided to spontaneously break apart as well.




Bellerophon, Super DMS of Chimeras

For his part, Bell was a lot more curious about the situation, though he could understand New wanting to avoid it. Ever since he had been trapped in that strange fog world without any powers and those with being dragged and taken dragged away, he knew that even with powers that things could be much more life-threatening, even with powers. Still, he had wanted to go. There was still so little about Mirrorspace that they knew of that anything that would give them more answers made him too curious to ignore.

So now they were both here, together, holding hands and keeping close. He nodded to Itokawa. "Of course." He said while nodding. "This is a dangerous situation." Not needing to be said, but he wanted to let Itokawa know that he didn't think this was going to be a walk in the park. "Let's stay away from the mirrors in here for right now. Looks like they could break apart at any moment."




Varda, Super DMS of Victory

It had been quite a while since Varda had attempted to go into Mirrorspace or even to collect energy. So when the mirrors first started to break, she thought of it almost as a punishment for neglecting her duties. However, when they continued to break even when she had started to gather energy again AND it wasn't just hers, she grew concerned. She hadn't experienced anything like this while working as a Dark Mirror before. Something had to be going on and when the message from Reqmarque had come through on her compact, she was happy that at least someone might have answers. Or at least something that would lead them to whatever was going on.

She had only just managed to make it in time to the common room and looking around, it seemed that quite a few others were here as well. Good. If there was one thing other Dark Mirror Senshi could be counted on, it was getting everyone together when it counted. Now they just had to wait to see what Remarque had found.