Backdated to March 28th
WC: 834

The Moon truly held a great deal of secrets, didn't it? Didn't exactly surprise her, no, but when the hologram of Queen Serenity reached out to all of the White Moon, Kyrie didn't hesitate to answer. She just... hadn't expected the newly opened room. Really, she'd been expecting something along the lines of how to get out to the creature, keep it away from Earth and their worlds...

But this Chamber of Prayer, this Crystal Tower...

Just how strong was the Moon Kingdom, back before everything fell apart?

Once more, Solaris made a promise to herself to come back once this was all over, and see what secrets the Moon would at last be willing to relinquish to those who were still here to defend the worlds.

For now? She rested her hand upon the crystal, allowing it to take as much of her energy as she could give. The concept of collecting energy wasn't abhorrent to her, provided the givers weren't drained to dangerous exhaustion, and were willing. Energy could be replenished. Energy in this form could be renewable, extremely powerful and efficient if applied properly. She had no qualms offering what she could to this defense mechanism. Though she wasn't sure how much she could offer...

She wasn't even an Eternal any more. Her magic was still... unsteady, unstable. How much did the Chaos that still infect her world also leech her own strength, even after regaining at least the Super Senshi rank..?

Whatever Solaris had to give, though, the Crystal Tower took. She felt some part of herself be drawn away, a strange hollow cold settling over her as a light joined amongst the crystal's structure. There was a level of pride to her in the act, but she felt... dizzy. Unstable on her feet. She barely was aware of bringing out her phone, and... well. She must have hit the Home app.

Returning to her world was, apparently, the first choice for her energy deprived mind.

Dry grasses met her feet, and Solaris felt the last dredges of energy fade away from her, the guise of the Guardian falling into the aether as Kyrie fell to the ground. With a groan, she rolled onto her back, having not a shred of energy in her at the moment to even try to get back up. The night sky stretched above her, wispy clouds racing by up above, but...

"...why?"

The clouds were so high above her. Tipping her head slightly, she could see the hangar and the small house beside it that had become her base of operations here on Solaris for the past... year? More?

"Why... won't you bring me back to the upper lands?"

Since she'd come with Commodore Lyndin, Kyrie hadn't been able to get back up there. That one moment on the upper lands... it wasn't nearly long enough to sooth the centuries of longing for the part of her world she'd always really felt like home.

"Was it because the Commodore was with me? Or did you just want to show me the storms? But why not show me where the Chaos is? Why not just bring me there? Why do I need to fight to fix the Kyrvel, why am I struggling with s**t I've barely had a handle on with help in the past, when you could just bring me there?"

The longer she spoke, the louder her voice became, even as she laid there on the ground, Kyrie's words turned into a shriek. Her hands fisted in the dead grass and useless soil, nails scratching against rocks. The wisp hovered near her, but she continued to scream up at the sky. "I want to stop this! I want to end this s**t! Bring me there! Why is that so ******** hard? You can clearly do it! So take me to the Chaos, let me destroy it, let me try and bring this world back! Let me-- let me make amends," her voice cracked, the high-pitched shrieks cut off with a hiccup of a sob. "Please. Take me there. You've kept me alive all this time. Let me bring this world back... then you can have a better senshi, I promise. You won't need to deal with me any more. Just... just let me change one thing for good. Let me bring one positive, happy change to this world... please. I don't want to be the catalyst of cataclysms any more. Please? I just... I just want to fix things.

"Please?"

Nothing answered her broken pleads, tears dripping from her face, down her ears, through her hair, and into the dead soil of Solaris. As Kyrie cried, exhausted beyond her means and broken, there was nothing to answer her, just as there'd been for two hundred years. Just the twinkling stars, and the howling winds that denied her their guidance and embrace as ever.

But... at least this time, there was a tiny wisp of energy that, for some reason, refused to leave her.