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[SVEN KRISTENSEN]

"Brrruuuuuuuwp..! Ugh," The boy's eyes formed a blasé gloss after he violently belched at his opposition. This mystical appearance thing was starting to get old. He was starting to care more about his hunger than he was about anything happening here. This lady that the 'Obsidion' dude was calling, 'Something-Moon' or whatever lady seemed to have the answers. She was charismatic and decisive, something he was going to need if he was going to roll with a new crew. He turned to follow the 'Moon-lady,' offering his own opinion to what was likely her disappointment. "Gurl, I don't know what you consider 'opposing,' but I ain't out of opposition. 'Dis wigga' think he hard; roll'n up, spin'n fug'n classical score? Guns get sluggin, I gots summin' a'tween 'C' n' 'E' for 'em, know'msain?" "... but yea', I'm down for buildin' a crew; though, you better not forget who your right hand was on day one. Right there from the beginning." Finally, they had both approached the new entrant. She was looking  flat ripped and saucy-sweet. She was totally up his alley, but he had other 'obligations' he had to focus on first. Allegiance was more important than advances. "Ayo, gurl; so, welcome to Flatland, Two-Point-Oh. You look like you ain't know shiz -- but you're not alone. This place looks rougher than downtown metropolis, so we're puttin' our clicks to a clique. Our face din' live the place, but a green name ain't green te' game. 'Aight?!" Sven began introducing everyone from his own perspective, for whatever strange reason feeling that he'd be the best one to sum everything up. His hands gestured to himself and each person he introduced as he spoke of them. "Not sure if you saw the others, but we're pretty much the freshest clique around. I'm 'Svizzle,' cuz dat's off my name, and I'm a fly-ass M.C.; but we're keeping it street till we hella' tight. Way over there is 'Obsidion,' 'cuz he's dark as shiz and bangs seven gram rocks." Finally, he hung off of Liz's shoulder, leaving his most dramatic introduction for last. He used his free hand to point at her, closing his eyes, pretending that the two of them went -way- back. "... and this is Moon Maiden. She tell how it is, and her eyes hit the streets when the stars come out. Ain't nobody safe when her crew hit the streets. She's orchestrating this whole thing. You cross her? She'll see you get 'dealt'. So, what; you wanna' roll wit' us?"

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[VIENNA RENALT]

Vienna's eyes narrowly slid over the green lettering, attempting to wrap her head around the amount of information that it contained. It all sounded like.. complete bullshit. Like someone had formulated some sort of crazy story in their mind's eye and had tried to suck her into it. She snorted, eyes focused on the scrawled words that read you were killed. "Yeah, some prank.." she stood, twirling the rose betwixt her nimble fingers. At least the bud was pretty and had a lovely scent. It reminded her of.. "Velenti.." she murmured quietly, jaw clenching into a hard line. She tipped the flower, petals tickling her palm as the small rose earrings tumbled out into her hand. Vinny gazed at them with idle wonder for several moments before deciding to affix them to her earlobes. 

The girl folded the note up and stuck it into.. she sighed. No pockets, of course. Huffing with irritation she stuffed it into her top and turned, just in time to come face to face with two strangers.  

Her emerald hues immediately fell to the male, as he seemed to be addressing her. Her brow twitched and a number of expressions crossed her face. Surprise, confusion, vague curiousity, and then flat out irritation. Vinny closed her eyes, squaring off her shoulders and taking a breath through her nose as she tried to make out the meaning of this gibberish.. As well as control the insatiable need to punch him square in the mouth. Her brows continued to twitch as he introduced himself as 'Svizzle', to which her fists clenched slightly. The girl didn't bother to take note of whoever was 'way over there', those eyes remaining closed until the words 'Moon Maiden' left his lips. 

Finally those lashes parted to reveal vibrant green eyes, which wandered over the woman's physique unabashedly. Words from the letter rang through her head. We protected Sailor Moon, our leader and the princess.. Vienna still wasn't sure what all this Chaos and Cosmos jargon meant, but she felt a strange pull towards this woman that made her feel sort of fuzzy and not at all comfortable. 

'You wanna' roll wit us?'  

She couldn't handle it anymore. Maybe these two were the ones that fashioned this ridiculous prank. Though she felt that maybe somehow the woman was coaxed into it. Perhaps blackmail. She'd apologize later.. "LOOK SNIFFLES, FUCK YOU. What the hell is 'Flatland?' is that the name of this place? And how did I get here!? I bet you're involved with those punks from the park, ya sure as shit sound like one of those little wangsters! Lookit here, kitten, this shit ain't funny. I want my muthafuckin' clothes back. And you better speak some damn English or so help me, I will punch my arm so far into your gullet, I'll grab the interworkings of your testicles and rip them out through your throat hole!" By this point Vienna was snarling and had dropped into some sort of martial arts stance. She wouldn't assault him just yet, leaving him a small window of opportunity to redeem himself while she glowered at him with bestial anger.

[ELIZABETA MAJER]

"Wait, wait please-!" Elizabeta recognized that look; a confused and terrified woman who was reacting terribly to a caged situation. She was already starting to regret her choice in comradery, but frankly, she couldn't be picky right now. She glanced at Faris, a desperate 'Help me!' look in her eye, but she didn't wait for him to act. Instead, she quickly stood between Sven and Vi, shielding the boy with her body and extended hands in a parley position.

"There's not much time for this, I apologize. What he meant to say is that we're no more aware of these surroundings than... well.. evidently, yourself." Elizabeta always had a talent for understating the obvious. She took a breath, trying desperately to calm her nerves. Clearly she wasn't used to engaging in combat, nor a conflict, with an adversary with which she either couldn't use her rank upon or wasn't perfectly calm or that she wasn't willing to kill. She kept one hand in the air, the other extended towards Vi.

"As my companion so eloquently stated-" Another understatement of the century, "-you may call me Moon. The Maiden... erm..." She looked decidedly puzzled. "Attach that however you wish? Whatever makes you more comfortable? I have no opinion on that title." She glanced backwards at Faris and then at Sven, and then back to the very angry woman in front of her.

"I'm not entirely sure of what you know, but considering your reaction to your garments, you don't know much of what's occurring, and I'm not... sure of how to tell you without alarming you further." She blinked and tried to smile behind the red mask. "If you could... lower your hands... and not threaten to thread my companion's trachea with his reproductive organs, that would be most beneficial." She sighed through her nose, and then pointed to the note that Vi had shoved into her cleavage with one delicately manicured finger.

"I may be able to explain that to you, however, should you be willing to let me read it?" She asked politely.

[Faris Ikenna]

... He had been caught, stuck in the valley of indecision... Should he join the other white masked man who also heard the sibilant whisper of chaos? Or stay with the object of his obsession? of his desire? This world and the next?

Then she looked at him. She gave 'him' a desperate look. She had looked -to him- to help calm the other maiden down. The other one.. that talked like he hadn't been educated except in a brothel- was in more trouble then Faris himself. A NEW THING THIS.

He glanced to Nanashi.. and Chaos... and shrugged. He "removed" his mask, carefully and (perhaps wisely) untransformed as it was coming off, revealing underneath it the once prince of Cairo, Faris, and not the once prince of Nemesis, Diamond. Untransformed he was handsome with long black hair in a high pony tail and clothes suited for a desert environment. While there was a sword belted to his side, he clearly didn't look of any "modern" age. He held his hands out, palms up and open where the lady who was obviously upset. He couldn't ask Sailor Moon to untransform, but this? This small thing? he could do...

Besides. He had a feeling Nanashi already knew, or suspected his identity. He, at least, had nothing to hide. Ballsy little shit.

"If I may... The transformation you are wearing protects your identity. It allows you to have supernatural powers. This isn't some kind of trick or lie, My lady. While I would not suggest revealing your true self from under the short skirts, it is not impossible to undo. You must merely think of who you were before you transformed and will the magic to let you go. You can summon it back by channeling your planet's power again. However, as it has been established that some here are not as peaceful as others, it would be wise to remain in a form that can help withstand damage."

His green eyes remained fastened 'above' neck level- no reason to upset her. "As Sailor Moon has stated, we are as much of a curiosity in this world as you. If you but take a moment to look around, still others remain sleeping. We are, as they say, in the same boat."

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The masked man paused, finger held in the air as if to speak, but held it there. Behind his mask, his mouth was slightly agape. He had not heard THAT kind of language in a very long time. "Well. That? That brings a smile to tired lips. Bravo ma cheer, Bravo. Give us an encore? We might have a few answers about your state. What information we can give at the very least."

He was in a good mood... Until Faris took his mask off. And then it faded. And the masked man felt his fist tighten. "I remember you. I remember you, miserable Prince. False leader, bound to the leash of your sister and mother." He felt a darker smile at the irony. "As Diamond hated Sapphire, I shall hate you. Your just reward comes, Faris!" He cackled, before vanishing amidst a flare of blackness, a portal below him.

[SVEN KRISTENSEN]

-Prrpt.- The little hip hop rapster was brought to a silence so stiff that those around him could hear him fart in sheer surprise. He wasn't quite sure what he was expecting, but he certainly wasn't expecting that. He stretched his arms out before throwing his hands over his shoulders and pretending to walk off. "Oh, hey; look, it's 'I don't get paid for this' past 'I'm out' O'Clock..!" Although his back was turned, the boy actually hesitated to leave the moment that Faris actually stepped up to explain the situation. Certain things caught more of his attention than others. "Wait, so these outfits actually mean something..? I thought everyone got a nifty outfit when they died." The boy froze for a moment, his eyes widening as he reflected upon a very surreal moment of his 'life.' He was quite confident that he had been ended. He even got a letter about meeting his end. He'd never really stopped to question if this was some sort of trick. Perhaps he was just too prepared to deal with what was immediately in front of his face. Perhaps this exceptionally violent-sounding woman really was the kind of person that he needed to hang around. At least her perspective was well grounded; but perhaps that was a disadvantage in an infinite world where people appeared from thin air. He eventually had to actually speak out, too curious for his own good. "I mean -- we ARE dead, right? I very exclusively remember dying. I was hanging from a rope, bleeding profusely for like, twenty minutes in the blistering cold. I didn't just dream that, or whatever, right?"

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[VIENNA RENALT]

Vienna squinted at the 'Moon Maiden' but the hostility in her eyes seemed to recede a little. She focused quietly on the open palm for several seconds, breathing audibly through her nostrils. The other woman was, of course, right. No reason to act hastily and jump to conclusions. Even if the woman's companion made her want to punch holes in things. Emerald orbs jumped between each of the animated bodies near her. From Moon to Sven, to Faris, to the other masked man slightly further away, back to Sven where her brow twitched, then settled back on Sailor Moon. Vinny opened her mouth to address Elizabeta's offer of explanation, only to pause and stand there with her mouth agape. She'd caught sight of the white masked figure behind the Maiden seeming to shift into an almost entirely different person. 

Vinny could only stare blankly, surprise written all over her features. Her body had slackened a bit, arms lowering to her sides from lack of concentration. That guy was Gor.Geous. For a split second she wondered what it might feel like to run her fingers through those long raven tresses. Vienna swallowed drily. This was neither the time nor the place for such daydreams. However, a flush of red crept into her cheeks and she raised a hand up to cover her face in a futile attempt to hide the blush. What an inoportune time for heart palpatations! 

Taking several seconds to compose herself, Vienna straightened her body and casually retrieved the note from her bossom. She nearly thrust it into the girl's open palm, wrinkling it further. She mulled over the pony-tailed man's words as Moon read over the note. Snorting a bit, the girl seemed to suddenly relax as if she hadn't just threatened Sven with an absurd amount of violence. "I can withstand damage in any 'form'. But since we're playing 'secret identity' around here and I'm supposed to have some sort of 'planetary affiliation', according to that note, I guess I'm Jupiter. And this one's Moon. So who are you thr-- two.. then." She corrected herself as the masked man further back seemed to fall into some sort of black chasm. Vienna sighed. Clearly, she had a lot to learn. And if these people were going to offer answers, hey, she'd take 'em. 

These skirts were so damn short, though! Vienna tugged at them uncomfortably as Sven spoke. She snapped her head towards him, ready to let loose a slew of expletives. But she stopped, a bit taken a back by his sudden change in vocabulary. And also the way he died. While she didn't know the details, she decided bleeding to death in the blistering cold strung up by a rope probably wasn't the best way to go. She felt the faintest pang of sorrow for him. Vinny's brows knitted together. She thought hard, trying to remember exactly how it was that she died. She remembered the punk kids and the fight. And picking up the flowers. Then nothing. It was just blackness. Jupiter crossed her arms, suddenly annoyed with the thought of it and decided to push it from her mind for the time being. She wanted to focus on the problems at hand. Running a hand up through her toussled bangs, those green eyes raised to Sailor Moon's face, waiting for any sign of understanding from the green handwriting.

[ELIZABETA MAJER]

When she had implored Obsidian to assist, she hadn't expected him to simply reveal his identity. Her mind went utterly blank as she watched the sparkling magic fall down to the ground.

Faris Ikenna...?

Panic set in. Memories of Faris Ikenna in her bedroom, sowing truths about her relationship, and Elizabeta simply dismissing him as meddling, they flooded her mind. She was right to be scared, as well. A man that could simply climb his way into her bedroom in the dead of night didn't speak well for security around the palace, but that didn't matter much anymore. All of them were dead. All of them had to work together. She couldn't get picky when she begged for allies... but why did it have to be him of all the people?

But then the chaos being, Nanashi, he spoke to Faris. He knew Faris. He cited direct references to Faris' life. That meant... the chaos being was from Crystal Tokyo as well? She glanced at Sven and at Vi. Were they from Crystal Tokyo as well? She looked at Faris again. Faris had angered someone with great enough power to cockily swagger towards a group of confused and angry magical beings and admit he was their enemy with no second thoughts. What kind of trouble had Faris put himself into, before the destruction of Crystal Tokyo? Did she dare let him close enough to her to be concerned for him? She furrowed her brow behind her mask. What was she saying? Of course she would dare let him get close to her. Yes he had snuck into her bedroom, yes he had tried to destroy her love life, but love and her previous life had no meaning in a place where all were dead. If Faris was the only one left, along with whatever enemy had threatened him... She didn't know whether Kasumi was here, or Ryan. All she knew was that Faris and Astra existed, and she needed all the help she could get to save one, and now, she was slowly realizing, the other.

But that didn't mean she dared to dehenshin. It would destroy what little grip she had over the situation.

She was half in her own thoughts about Faris when Vi thrusted the note into her hand, and even she had a tiny bit of a jump of surprise. “O-oh! Thank you! Let me see here.” The polite girl murmured as she flipped the note open. While she didn't need reading glasses, she also unconsciously seemed to adjust her mask as if they were her reading glasses, a force of habit. Her blue eyes dashed from side to side, with almost an inhuman speed, something that was clearly taught to her. She took a breath and folded the note back up, nodding sagely. “I understand now.” She bowed her head slightly. “Should you ever meet Lady Kino, please tell her that I'm very grateful for her assistance... I am only regretful that I cannot tell her that myself. Now...” When Vi took the note back, she clapped her hands together and rubbed them together, a little tick that she never quite got rid of from her life. “Questions!”

"Yes. We're very much dead. Don't worry yourself on that. I remember my own death as well. But for people like us... we're a special breed of soldier." She twirled her finger through the air, and a tiny hole appeared beside her into a shining void. She reached into the hole and pulled out a silver-gold note, folded in the shape of a sword. She held it up into the air.

"Likely, all of you got these, and likely, all of you thought it didn't make sense... save for our Obsidian friend over here, he seems to have a good idea of what he's talking about... Faris, did he say your name was? You and I should have a chat sometime soon about how the Prince of Crystal Cairo gets himself involved with nonsense like that." It was the only hint that she would give that she knew who he was. She shook her head and sighed through her nose. “At any rate. These gave you information, that you can take however you wish. I am Sailor Moon. I have an appointed mission that will likely decide what kind of world we all get reborn in- because reincarnation is a simple reality, my friends. It is up to us, as soldiers and as comrades, to decide what kind of world we get reborn into.” She glanced at each one of them.

“Now, I was told that I need to head to eight different points around our location, and in a sense... claim them or reinforce our defences for the forces of Cosmos, our... I'd say leader, but she's seems equivalent to a matron saint or a goddess, more like. But at any rate, there are eight points that need to be claimed for our side, but I'll be perfectly honest...” She rubbed her hands together nervously. “I need help. I need guidance, I need people, and I need for all of us to work together. In my time, the entity that we are fighting, they won and destroyed us, because we could not settle our differences and they managed to settle theirs first and killed us. We're fighting those same forces again. All of us died. And now they have the chance to reshape the world in their image as well. I'd rather not fight in such a world. I'd rather not die in such a world either.”

She opened her arms. “What hints have been given to the rest of you? Have you been told in which direction to head first?” She smiled gently. “And of course, I will be happy to answer any questions as best as you have them along the way.”

[Faris Ikenna]

Faris tightened his grip on the white mask that he wore as Obsidian… Some questions were far more easy to bare than others... Like, for example, the fact that the other white-masked person just ripped out his name and proved a few things.. like, for example.. he wasn’t exactly unknown in his human guise…

Even off his damned planet he’s still got that whole Prince thing to have to live up to. He twitched his fingers on the mask then tossed it into his pocket dimension- a black “pocket” that appeared out of no where a foot or so away to swallow the mask and vanish once more. He tucked his hands behind his back and waited until a small lull in the pressing conversation to slip in a few more… wonderful notes…

“As Sailor Moon stated, we are all a special type of solider… It doesn’t matter one’s rank at birth, but rather the capacity to tune into a planet’s spiritual energy. It wasn’t until this most recent life that I can remember ever being a royal of anything.” He gave a small smile, one that was far more bitter sweet then anything else pleasant.

“My first life I was nothing more then a bodyguard to a princess.” There was only a moment, that anyone with empathy could have easily picked up on. In fact, it probably ran up and SMACKED them with a 2x4 of absolute longing/solitude. Even the non-empathetic would have been able to pick up the sheer “absence” of something important.. Then the moment was gone as if it hadn’t been. Easily written off, and yet… impossible to ignore that for one moment, even Faris’ “obsession” with sailor moon was.. out shadowed by far by the longing.

He loosened up his shoulders with a little bounce to his feet. “Sorry. Memories are strong here for those of us who can feel souls. I am the Knight of Saturn. Death and I are old friends. We are, in our physical forms they are more a reflection of a mind and body that hasn’t figured out we’re dead yet. I believe, and let us not test this theory, but I believe if we were to “die” we would only find ourselves looped back here.”

He had kept his gaze mostly on the others… But now he turned his gaze to Moon. “There is no Crystal Cairo here, Sailor Moon. I am only one more soldier on the field. One more knight seeking to protect that which he treasures.” He moved to stand before her where he kneeled. “If you ask it of me, I will follow you. Your light is the strongest here. Your will strong enough to defeat the darkness.” There was something else, something heavy that was left unsaid.

“While I was not directed there, the Sol Rhapsody, the space ship that orbits above the seas was the ship that brought us to the Solar System that earth is apart of. It would be the place I began to find information. I believe the mirror in the center of this place shows a good picture of the main ballroom where we used to gather as a group.”

[SVEN KRISTENSEN]

"Uh," The boy paused in contemplation. There was something he knew that could help in this exact instance. He too, had a letter. It was probably information of dire importance to everyone here, but he hadn't given it a second thought. From a pant-leg pocket, he withdrew a letter. The letter was crinkled and curled by the curve of his leg. Clearly it'd been traveling with him, and the humidity of his labouring body had warped it. He opened the note and read it, muttering the key parts as he skimmed it for important bits. "That was a gnarly fall... fight for the planet, ... you can call me Nephrite... Crystal Angeles.... Kunzite, Jadeite, Zoicite... Jupiter. She was my wif--," He stopped himself, his eyes bulging as he gazed at Vinny with sheer terror. Immediately, he imagined her in a tank top, and sweatpants; viciously beating him in his pink apron for putting too much mayo on her sandwich. He thought it best to pretend that this wasn't how it seemed. He skipped ahead, burying his face in his note, to avoid bringing up the subject. "... PS: If you ever want to talk to me, you can go to Elysian and mediate in the temple. HEY. Anyone know where Elysian is? Or what it is?"

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[VIENNA RENALT]

Jupiter's eyes remained fixed on Sailor Moon as she spoke. The woman seemed to have a rather natural talent for leadership and communication. Between her words and Faris' there was a lot of information to be absorbed. The sheer amount of weird ass business going on was dizzying for Vinny. The girl gave a heavy sigh and tried slowly to come to terms with the more ridiculous sounding things first. Number one, they were most definitely dead. But they weren't in Hell. Instead it seemed like some sort of Purgatory where they had a chance to rebuild their world(s?) in a better image. Or lose this chance to 'the bad guys'.  Fighting to save the world was number two.

So just who were these villains anyway? And why were they considered bad? Couldn't it be something as simple as them fighting for the same reasons, following their.. diety or whatever? Sounded like something close to a religious war in her opinion. Everyone thinks they're fighting for the right reasons, the better reasons. Vienna brought a pinky to her lips and chewed idly at the nail as she thought and decided she'd ask later, after coming to some of her own conclusions.  

She didn't entirely seem to be aware of Faris' melancholy reminiscing, something about princesses and royalty and being friends with Death. And then number three, a spaceship. Really.. A freakin' spaceship? I mean sure, space travel was a thing but he made it sound like it could be the next Starship Enterprise™. Vinny snorted, thinking about the four of them parading around a ballroom on a spaceship, appearing there through a mirror doorway. She shook her head. 

And then the other boy started speaking again. Gods, his voice was so grating and irritating but for some STUPID reason she couldn't ignore him. And that was really pissing her off. Sharp eyes settled on Sven's face while he read over his letter. "NEPHRITE??" she choked, unable to stop herself. Jupiter fumbled with her own letter, unfolding it so roughly that she nearly tore the thing in half. She scanned the writing and stopped on the words she was looking for. 'I had a husband too, Nephrite. He’s probably found some loveable knucklehead to be his hands in this world.' Impossible. It really just.. it couldn't be.  

The girl lifted her gaze just in time to see Sven purposefully burying himself in his letter. Un.Be.Lieveable. However, Sven didn't seem to want to touch on the subject and that suited Vienna juuuust fine. They'd come to a mutual understanding, albeit a silent one. Clearly it was not up for discussion. There went all her idle fantasies about finding some predetermined lover to steal her heart away. Oh, Fate was a fickle one indeed.  

Vinny cleared her throat, stuffing the note away ungracefully as she finally pulled herself out of her thoughts. "Well mine says something about the Crystal Tokyo Palace, but that's apparently if I want to reach out to speak with my.. other.. self.." The words seemed hard to say but she trudged on. "Uh, so maybe sometime you could thank her yourself, Moon. At any rate, I don't think sticking around this pit is gonna get us very far. So I guess now we figure out which place to go first. The Sol Rhapsody, Crystal Tower, or Elysian." Her eyes narrowed towards Sven for a moment then fluttered back to Sailor Moon. "Though since we don't necessarily know the way to the latter two, and Faris seems to think that sparkly mirror will take us to a sweet spaceship, I vote for Sol Rhapsody." And also maybe because, despite all of this magical-girl-life-after-death-in-space-planetary-alliance-war-of-the-worlds nonsense, the Knight was quite easy on her emerald eyes.

[ELIZABETA MAJER]

She placed one gloved index finger on her chin, processing the information that had just been thrown at her. She first thought of Faris. Yes, he did have a very good point in that the sins and the deeds of the past had no true merit when you were dead and in a different world. Here, he was not the Prince, and she was not the Queen. They were Guardian and Senshi; yet he still bowed to her like she was the Queen. It would be a very complicated relationship that the two of them would have from here on out... and for sure she knew that she could not dehenshin in front of him. Though, she didn't know that she looked slightly different from her mortal form; her trademark red eyes had been replaced with blue for example, probably due to the pure energy of the crystal she bore.

Sven's reaction to the name of Jupiter was quickly cut off and she blinked, a little confused. Yet, she latched onto the information that she had given him. Elysian. It hadn't been seen in hundreds of years, not since the death of the court and of Helios. The historian in her soared with joy. She desperately wanted to see the holiest place on the Earth, but at the same time, would it have the answers to the questions that she needed answered? She sighed through her nose. Probably not. Well, damn. Maybe Faris had been right, that the ship... the Sol Rhapsody, was the right idea. She was a little puzzled at its significance, however. She had studied history for most of her life, had made it her hobby in the place of her other studies... why had she never heard that name before.

She also thought to Vi and Sven, and a quiet smile crossed her lips as the two of them realized who the other was. Jupiter and Nephrite was a romance that was only ancient history, yet what a historical tale it was. Nephrite the brains and Jupiter the brawn, they were a pair that had never come apart since the reincarnation of the Shintennou. Legend said that they even came close to dying together. The heart of Venus that she still somewhat had beated rapidly in response. This was a soap opera that she'd likely enjoy watching, had she the time to do it. Oh well. To a purified world, so that these two unlikely love birds could have a peaceful future... as peaceful as it could get with a peasant and a boxer, at any rate.

She used her glove to hide her smile for a moment, but even she couldn't help but let out a bit of a giggle in response to Vi's incredulous tone. She coughed into her glove. "P-Pardon me, I forget myself." She apologized. She placed her hands behind her back, but in doing so, she didn't guard her reaction for what Vi would say next.

"Crystal Tower?" Her eyes widened. Her own home?! It was a place in the Cauldron?! She blinked rapidly, and then looked towards Faris quickly. She laughed nervously. "I'm not sure what kind of answers we would find there. I'm somewhat in agreeance with the pair of you," she said as she pointed to Faris and Vi, "it would make quite a bit of sense to go to this ship. I've never actually heard of such a place, it surprises me." She turned towards Faris, and bowed gracefully.

"Will you lead the way, my dear Saturn?" She asked politely.

[sifr]

As a result, the four of them exited the scene and went through the mirror that Faris had indicated, but a curious thing happened en route.

For Sven and Vi, Faris and Liz simply shimmered out of existence. It was without any rhyme or reason, but the minute that they would hit the ground on the spaceship, Faris and Liz would shimmer away like a wave of heat. The same would happen to Sven and Vi, except the opposite. Sven and Vi shimmered away and were suddenly gone.

A time bubble had occurred... but where were the two parties? Was Sven and Vi in the same timeline as Kasumi and Mashimoro, or were they in their own? How many timelines were occurring at the Sol Rhapsody at this very second?

They'd have to figure that one out on their own.