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 Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2026 9:54 am
Yvoire, Knight of GanymedeYvoire didn’t know if he wanted to stay.
It all seemed innocent enough. Their last visit here hadn’t been too bad. The bugs had been… not cute (not by his standards anyway), but they also hadn’t been terrible. Some of the others fared worse against the big one. The smaller ones… They were fine.
Everything was fine.
Yvoire didn’t feel fine.
There were too many Negaverse agents in the vicinity. How could Almadel keep such terrible friends? How could he help them after everything they’d done? They’d turn on him the first chance they got. Once he wasn’t useful anymore. Or maybe just because they felt like it. Who knew what they were plotting.
Yvoire tried to swallow the nervous lump in his throat, but it kept coming back. His heart was racing. His breathing felt a little off. Nothing he did seemed to help. He kept waiting for something to go wrong. He kept thinking about swords and monsters and blood and… No, he didn’t want to think about that. A twinge of pain crept through the scar across his gut. It was probably his imagination playing tricks on him, but he was always conscious of it.
He didn’t want to leave, but he didn’t want to be here either. He would just get in the way. He couldn’t even force a smile for any of his friends. Even when Reims’ arms tightened around him, Yvoire felt nervous and unsteady.
“I think… I should go,” he whispered, because he felt guilty for it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2026 11:54 am
The doting expression that had been deepening as Brassite took in how happy her new buddy was, froze when she say him pull out a huge tuna from that bag. He’d been just carrying that around? Was this Animal Crossing?! Her smile stayed awkward and frozen right up until he gave the fish to Mr. Allmental, who took it with both hands and mild praise. She made a choked sound in her throat, and by the time the fellow was very thoroughly wiping off his hands, her shoulders were shaking as well. Wiping a little tear from her eye, she held up a hand to the youma as it waddled back her way, “Great job! High five!” Or high one? High flipper? Whatever.“I’ll let you lead the way, wherever your heart takes us, hun.” (exit)
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2026 5:59 pm
Deep Space Sailor Jörmungandr
It seemed rather expected, Jörmungandr supposed, that their host was so charmingly gregarious. Exactly the type that would invite such a mixed gaggle up to his museum; perhaps exactly the type that would have such a museum in the first place. Jörmungandr suspected he would like the man, if they got to know each other; perhaps he would have to take an opportunity to seek him out specifically.
There was much to see, though, and so he turned his attention to the options. Almadel himself had said he would be in the Gift Shop; Jörmungandr would have to make his way there eventually. But it felt like a sort of last stop, as it were; there were other things to do in the interim, and a museum that contained wonders from all across the cosmos was simply too tempting to not want to explore.
As he pondered the options before him, he fiddled with the pretty little fucshia star charm he'd run across on his way to follow the invitation--he was starting to get quite a collection of the little trinkets, and he had to admit, he found himself actively seeking them out, now.
Unlikely that there would be any more here, tonight, given that they were a phenomenon from a particular Earth city, which was too bad.
He sighed, softly, to himself, picking one of the exhibit rooms at random. He would find his way around to the others in time, he was sure.Dark Mirror Sailor Ariadne
Oh, good, so far everything was super chill. Ariadne loved a super chill situation. Yeah, there were lots of people here, but they hadn't seemed to notice her--and the more she went under the radar, honestly, the happier she was. There was plenty to do without attracting any attention or anything like that, and she could enjoy a cool visit to a cool museum in space and not have to worry.
Honestly, that felt like a rarity. So often, so many people wanted to pick fights or whatever--and like, why? She wasn't menacing or harming anyone, she was just...chilling. She'd followed her family into the Mirror and leaving meant leaving all of them behind, and that was not something she was willing to do.
Ugh.
At least she didn't have to think about any of that now. All she had to think about was that she was going to go somewhere, poke around at some neat stuff (or rather, not poke at it, since this was a museum and not, as far as she knew, the hands on kind) and maybe snag a chance to chat with the cool dragon man who ran the place. That sounded fun! She could have some fun!
She let out a breath. Time to shove all her anxieties aside, stop thinking about unfun magic bullshit, and start thinking about fun magic bullshit. Deep Space Super Sailor Madriu
Madriu was not one of the people that went up to swarm their host; it was clear, though, that Almadel had many friends of many kinds, and that did somewhat put him at ease. He'd noticed the presence of Chaos and the call to avoid any sort of conflict in the invitation, but now that he was here, it was difficult to think more of it; Almadel, it seemed, wasn't one of them, and so of course he could afford to remain neutral.
He was a merchant. A man concerned with profits. Of course he would extend his hand wherever it needed to go. That wasn't a judgement; Madriu had worked as a mercenary in his day, and if anything, he couldn't help but think well of that sort of behavior. And anyway, being a little mercenary had clearly allowed Almadel to accumulate an incredible collection, all of which they were apparently free to peruse--that, Madriu had to admit, was incredibly exciting.
He'd find time to meet the man himself, of course, but that would be later. For now, he wanted to see what there was to be seen, explore what was to be explored, and enjoy a nice night. He would have to take the stories back to Arcalis; he was sure his partner would enjoy knowing what he'd managed to experience.
Maybe he could take a few photos, too--he still felt a little clumsy with the fancy, slick, modern phones Senshi now used to communicate, but honestly, it could have been much worse, and he could surely grab a snapshot or two if there wasn't anything forbidding it.
And once he was done, he would make his way to the gift shop and see what might be exchanged for. Perhaps there would be some sort of cute little souvenir he could take back to Arcalis to decorate their home. Yet another thing to help make it theirs, instead of just the run-down place in which they were squatting. That, he thought, was quite the delightful prospect.
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2026 9:01 pm
──˚─•✧•─˚─┐ Lt. Tetrataenite Sara Kohana]11th July──˚─•✧•─˚─┘ A few long years ago, if he had received a magical letter from thin air, he might've focused far too much on the fact it smelled disgusting. Even now his nose twitched at the familiar scent, though as it was now assocciated with his fiancee - the hate for anything flower scented has subsided greatly. Was this what it means for love to change you? Regardless, even with it - Sara was naturaly a skeptical person. Ginyami received the letter as well and naturally they discussed it, though it ended with Sara stating he needed some more time. They've discovered this whole new world only a year ago, with youma's - powered people - a seemingly never ending war, and much more. Though it contained a lot of wonder, there was danger as well. Danger didn't bode with Sara well. Especially if it involved Ginyami as well. So as usually, he took a bit of time to think if this was REALLY something they should do. And if they did, could they manage anything that came their way later. Soon enough, he decided that in the end, it was worth checking out. Even if its to fufil some curiosity. Besides, if Ginyami hadn't stated or showed any sort of resistance to the idea that must've mean he was curious about it at least. Sara wasn't going to be the one to hold back anyones curiosity, especically not his fiancee's. He had felt he held back the other in a lot of ways growing up afterall. So after 3 days, he woke up, being affectionate with Ginyami as usual, before letting them know they should go check the place out. Trusting that whatever happens, they could go through it together. The transportation there was something else though. He had expected a portal of some sort, especially if it was on a totally different planet. But the ride there he hadn't expected. Sara was the type to like.. speed. Among all the sports, he was interested in track, and in the end he even owned a motorcycle after getting his license in Japan. There was something marvelous about zipping through the city where everything blurs yet you can see the glow of lights, the movement of people, interaction between elements of the world around you. That was what Sara loved the most about riding. This time around, it was in space. He expected some discomfort given the new method of transportation but in the end he actually enjoyed the teleportation through space. Gawking in amazement at the things they've witnessed while during the teleportation. Eventually they arrived in the pile of smoke, now on stable land. Though he wished the view lasted longer, he darted his head towards his fiancee, checking him if he was okay or not. " A- are you feeling okay? I could hold the gifts until they can be given...?". But woah this wasn't what he expected at all. The place was grand. Thanks to his fiancee Sara had seen some 'grand' things, but it never ceased to amaze him. The chandelier above them brightened the place up, giving a touch of elegance on the already expensive looking interiors. w/c: 563
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2026 11:26 pm
 tab [x] Super Sailor Tea, Senshi of Mice. tab Action: Exiting main room Tea after having taken in the room and all it's décor; she decided to wonder off from the area and explore the rooms that branched off. There were many things to observe and explore and Tea had to pick a room to start with so she decided to wonder off into the reflection room. When she was done she would make sure to whisk herself back home but for now she was content to explore.
After all Alamdel had done a good job on the museum in her opinion.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2026 10:33 am
As people ebbed and flowed in and out of the room, Medusa watched with great interest. She found a corner off to the side studied everyone that came before and after her in the receiving line and the room in general. Spotting Creedance, she couldn't help but smile. That tiny cat had, indeed, made her strong. She thought about saying hello, but the Mauvian was clearly busy, so instead she decided a wave would be more prudent if she happened to look over.
Most of the gifts were standard, as was hers. What do you get the alien that has everything? Medusa did idly wonder if these were things gifted were once quite important cultural artifacts. Items of religious importance, perhaps. Things that ultimately would never be needed again. Sure, Chaos could be cleared, but there was no way that the cultures would bounce back. Clearing Chaos on a planet didn't suddenly make it inhabited by people that understood a culture. It certainly didn't bring people back from the dead. Senshi like Bacchus and these pristinely clean artifacts were all that was left. At this point, was there a point in them being on their planets or with their senshi?
The senshi was pulled from her thoughts by what appeared to be a youma with.. fish? A choking snort laugh escaped her lips. The chaos and youma had to go...but at least she got to watch Almadel go through the stages of grief over the monster's valuable gift.
With a sigh and a shake of her head to clear her thoughts, she began to wander the halls. Something skittered under her sandal and she looked down to see another charm. Interesting. She scooped it and moved on.
[FIN.]
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2026 1:17 pm
Lieutenant Actinolite"I'm alright. Thank you, Tetra," Actinolite said as his fiancé asked if he was alright and offered to hold the gifts for Almadel until they could be given. "It's just..." He looked down at the bento boxes he had made for them to eat on the trip. "...well, it seems like we didn't really need these after all, did we? And we aren't allowed to eat near the exhibits, so it seems silly I brought these at all. Oops," he added, stopping to pick up a sapphire star charm that had fallen from one of the bags as he shifted them in his arms.
"How about this," the Japanese man said to his partner as he watched Almadel with the other guests out the corner of his eye. "I'll give you our bento boxes so you can eat here and we don't have to bring the food near the exhibits. Or, if you like, you can wait with them and I'll check with our host if there's a place that food is permitted. I want to bring Almadel the gifts we brought him, but only once he's less overwhelmed by everyone else and their own gifts to him."
Looking at the brochure they'd been given, he said, "I think I'll see if I can catch him in the Gift Shop and come back to you once I find out what he says. Please feel free to stay here in the meantime. I know it's a lot to take in, especially with so many other people of so many other different factions and ranks around. If I end up taking longer than expected, however, and you feel like joining me later, you know where I'll be."
After separating their bento boxes from the sake and cheesecake for Almadel, Actinolite gave Tetra a quick kiss on the cheek before turning to head in the direction of the Giftshop marked on the map. That was the place Almadel had said they would soon probably find him, after all, and during his talk with Tetrataenite, he had lost sight of the alien collector.Lieutenant ForsteriteDespite being secretly amazed and intrigued by her surroundings, Forsterite kept her mouth shut about her wonder, particularly when she noticed that her general didn't seem quite as enthusiastic about being there as she felt. In fact, he looked like he would have preferred not to come at all, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose.
The ginger was about to break her silence to ask him what was wrong and if she could do anything to help, but he spoke first, telling his group like a chaperone at a child's field trip that it should have been safe enough to wander, but that if any of them experienced trouble, then they should contact him. Then he excused himself to go sit down off to the side somewhere, assuring them he would 'rejoin them in a moment'.
Forsterite felt sorry for him. With all the magical artifacts and powered beings around - not to mention the frivolous and grand surroundings - perhaps Rakovanite was feeling a bit overwhelmed. It seemed he had come all that way for the others' sakes rather than his own. She would have to do something or get something for him to make it up to him later. Checking her pockets, all she found was a violet star charm from earlier that day and that wouldn't do. Perhaps it wouldn't have been a good idea to get something from this Almadel fellow, either, but instead something the general was much more certain to like. Maybe Diesel or Gremlin could provide her with some idea as to what to do or get for him that might have cheered him up.
Just as she thought that, Forsterite caught the tail end of something the corrupt eternal senshi was saying to the Mauvian; something about most of them not being there to see space junk, but being there 'for that'. She followed the direction of his gesture to Almadel himself and scoffed.
"No, I've never met him before," the lieutenant admitted to Diesel. "And, honestly, I can't see what's all that impressive about him," she couldn't help muttering after, suddenly annoyed that the museum owner's invite had been the cause of her poor general's unwell state. She was more annoyed, however, at herself and her curiosity for not having asked how Rakovanite might have felt about going on the trip before signing the invitation on her own.
"In my opinion, he seems to be doing a great deal to try to show off - which, in my experience, is a sign of a narcissistic attention-seeker who craves external validation through the approval and praise of others." Sure, maybe his alien physiology appeared a bit fascinating, but it wasn't like she would have found him attractive for his looks alone. "How pathetically childish."Indigo_Plateau Feeling bad for General Rakovanite and speaking with Eternal Sailor Diesel.
She soon explained, however, saying that she knew Almadel but perhaps no one else there. Then she went on to say something about 'it was mostly items' though he wasn't quite sure what she was referring to. When she talked about having brought an octopus bot for him, however, he thought he understood that. "Oh - wait, did you want to trade something with him for the octopus from your homeworld?" he whispered curiously, leaning in close. "Or was that a gift?" Now that he thought of it...would Almadel have been open to a trade of information?
The super senshi quickly brought his attention back to the people surrounding their host and he realized what she was saying. "Yeah," he told her. "It would be nice if things could always be this peaceful between all the factions. But if it can be here, why not on Earth, too? I'm sure we could work towards that. After all, if it's possible here, that just means there's hope for it to be possible there as well."
He nodded as she mentioned Soleiyu, the Mauvian he had seen on her homeworld. "About that, Limosa...even if we don't find Soleiyu here...what if we asked Almadel about senshi courts? He's likely to know something about them, right?" A fuchsia star charm he had picked up on Earth right before their transportation dangled from his left wrist as he raised a hand to tuck a stray lock of silver hair behind his ear. "Do you think we might be able to...I don't know, maybe persuade or trade him something for information on how to form a court? Maybe we can even meet him in the Giftshop later since he seems a little preoccupied right now."Eos Galvus Discussing Almadel with Super Sailor Limosa.
Grinning deviously when she excused herself to come over and hug him, Kissling felt a little bad. "Well I think I found what - or actually, who you were looking for. Sorry for having to pull you away from Mr. Tall, Purple, and Handsome," he teased, nodding toward Almadel. "You didn't need to come over here on my account. Look, he's surrounded by people, now! You'll miss your chance to talk with him some more!"
But Dubhe was already politely and kindly asking him how he was and he hugged her back tight. "I'm good, thanks! And what about you? Are you doing as well as you look, because right now, you look like you've never been better!"
He blinked when she mentioned Susanoo. "Oh! Thank you! He's not here today either, huh? Poor guy. Must be so busy." Surprised when Dubhe handed him a note from the Senshi of Tengu, he grinned. "Aw, thanks! These are great. Are they for meeting Oumuamua too? Does he want us to patrol together?" He read over the note one more time before placing it in his pocket alongside an opal star charm he had found earlier that day. "Or is he patrolling with Oumuamua now and that's why he can't be here?"
Kissling scratched his head and looked around. "If he even wanted to come. Have you been here before?"Eos Galvus Chatting with and teasing Super Sailor Dubhe while asking her questions.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2026 5:37 pm
Dunwich, Page of NeptuneHonestly, seeing that the first rule from Almadel had been “no fighting” felt more reassuring for Dunwich than anything else. He didn’t want to think about how awful it might have been for everyone if there had been some kind of blow up at a museum in space. So many priceless artifacts could have been damaged, if not outright destroyed. Worse than that, it only would have taken the wrong kind of structural damage to the windows, walls, or ceiling for everyone to get sucked out into the void of space.
Not that Dunwich particularly enjoyed sharing space with so many operatives from the Negaverse. Even if the ones who might have remembered his man as Idrialite were long gone—or at the very least not present here tonight—being around so many soldiers of Chaos would never not rankle on a deep, poignant level that frankly, Dunwich felt was entirely justified on his part. But Almadel had clearly thought ahead, and everyone here had agreed not to fight. So, hopefully, Almadel’s foresight would protect everyone here.
“Maybe fancy makes sense, considering the help he sent us during the Calamitous Hollow affair,” Dunwich said, somewhat thinking out loud because he knew that he could do that with d’If. Did the thoughts necessarily connect in entirely sensible ways? Not always, but a giant space museum was a lot to take in, and as he looked around, Dunwich didn’t think anyone could blame him for any distraction. “The trinkets he sent us all to help with that seem like they’d need to come from someone fairly cosmopolitan.”
But having other rooms open up to them brought with it a question, and Dunwich did not have an easy or immediate answer.
“Anything catch your eye in particular?” Gently, he nudged his shoulder at d’If’s arm. “Looking for any space mermaids in the gift shop does have its appeal for me? But we can also look there after looking somewhere else.”
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2026 6:14 pm
d'If, Squire of Saturn
They were, to d'If's reckoning, relatively under the radar, it seemed. No one was particularly looking their way; he wasn't even certain he was the most towering person in the room, which was an unusual state of things, but there were several off-Earth visitors who also seemed quite large. That was nice; it meant he blended in just a little bit more. And, anyway, hidden under his hood, d'If of Saturn hopefully disappeared.
It was perhaps strange that he circled it so much, but here with only Dunwich and without the backing of their little collection of friends, several of whom were already full Knights, he did feel a bit vulnerable to all the Chaos presence. Never mind that he would have hated to bring down consequences on his husband.
But the longer time went on, and the more times he showed up powered to a large event like this without someone twigging who he was, the better he felt about things.
Idrialite was gone. Perhaps the Negaverse thought him dead. That would be ideal and convenient. Let them never look for him.
Much more interestingly, it seemed their host had quite the space to offer them.
"Mm, true," he agreed. "Almadel does seem to have quite a lot of reach. Especially since he could send all of that to us." He thought of the pin that had been so vital in getting them out, and wondered if the strange pendants were his work, too.
"I think I'd like to look around a bit? But a stop int he gift shop, for certain," he agreed. "I'm sure there's something there that we can take home." In the meantime, there was also plenty of things for them to explore, which was more than a little exciting. "Come with me? I see some interesting looking exhibits over that way." He gestured in the direction of the room that seemed full primarily of mundane items--part of him was certain that if such simple things had earned their spot in this place, they had to be more than they seemed. Why else would a man like Almadel keep them?
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2026 7:14 pm
Lieutenant HoneystoneIt was generally relieving that no one made any big deal out of her prescence. Honeystone could just... exist, and watch, as the others took stock of the situation and made decisions.
"Y-yes Sir!" Honeystone reached out for the offered brochure automatically as it was handed back and bobbed a half nod, half bow... thing, still uncertain if she was supposed to salute or something. Jet hadn't seemed like someone who cared about that sort of thing, but it just felt weird to not do something when they were out in public... what if someone thought she was being disrespectful?
A quick glance at the pamphlet produced nothing actually readable, but she would have to try to puzzle it out later. That had felt very much like a dismissal, and that meant she needed to put her big girl pants on and go... make herself useful, she guess? Something. She could eavesdrop on conversation and see what sort of gossip she could bring back... that was something she already knew how to do, more or less. No one ever really paid that much attention to the big girl hovering around the edges of the party, after all. You got to see and hear so much when no one noticed you.
Deep breath in and out, and Honeystone stepped away from the comforting shadow of the only person she really knew and set off in a random direction, brochure clutched in both hands.(exit for honeystone!)
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2026 4:02 pm
General Rakovanite
Corrupt Eternal Diesel of Combustion
Chaos Mauvian Gremlin (Cat)There probably weren't a ton of people at this gathering who would admit so brazenly to not really being a fan of Almadel, but Forsterite should find herself in good likeminded company with Gremlin, who disliked everyone all two-leggers equally (and Diesel, to some extent, since the flashy corrupt just didn't like being shown up by someone more popular).
His head peeked out from Diesel's hood, ears perking as he listened to Forsterite's quite blunt opinion on someone she'd never met.
A little bark of a laugh erupted from his throat (which could only be a good sign from someone so infrequently amused by the antics of humans). "Ah, yes, the creature is a show-off for sure," Gremlin agreed, languidly pulling himself out of the hood to find a more sturdy perch on Diesel's shoulder. Easy to communicate on level ground this way. "But look around, I be half the humans are too." Maybe his perception was only slightly swayed by his own bonded partner...
"What a great pile of filthy, useless creatures. All preening their feathers and showing off to the thing they all want. Disgusting." Bleh. His tongue poked out, pinched between sharp teeth.
"But you," he said to Forsterite, ears tipping forward curiously. "You have an original thought in your head, hm? A rarity. Even my Chosen Person so infrequently expresses such wisdom." Adding a physical jab to the verbal one, Gremlin's claws extending, pricking into the leather at Diesel's shoulder.And earning him a haphazard little swat from the Senshi in question, not even meant to come into contact with Gremlin, so much as it was meant to just dissuade him from freaking clawing Diesel for no reason??? What did he do? "Alright, alright! Ow, Gremlin! What are you even dragging me into this for? <********>. I didn't even say anything." A little roll of his shoulder where the Mauvian stood, and Gremlin puffed an annoyed little breath into his ear before settling. "Anyway, guy's definitely getting plenty of approval and praise, for sure." And Diesel definitely wasn't jealous of that at all, despite still firmly believing that he was himself, the prettiest thing in the room. But the vast majority of Almadel's charm was just that which came from being a practiced salesman, anyway. If any human tried all this, they be called sleazy in a heartbeat. "Nevermind that, though. From what I hear, he can help you get [pretty crazy stuff. Think he got Narci a plant- like, from his home planet! Which is kind crazy, since Narci's a Mirror Senshi; he's never even seen his own world, himself, but somehow this guy can get there? It's kinda crazy. So, if you can come up with something useful you might be interested in..." "I dunno, I'm just saying. A guy like Almadel could have his uses." ...Or whatever the opposite was, since Diesel was almost positive he'd caused a catastrophe or two. ...And maybe aided during a catastrophe or two as well. Weird guy. Despite being relatively sure that everyone would be fine, Rakovanite had said he would simply spend a few minutes to collect himself and rejoin with them quickly after. And he wouldn't be all that enthusiastic to be waiting on someone else if the tables were reversed...
He only took a moment and hadn't gone far. Just far enough to dim the worst of the surrounding commotion and mentally prepare himself to brave it.
But by the time he returned, they'd been invited to explore many new avenues, and surely there was something of interest to someone in his group among those many doors and wonders? Rakovanite didn't mince his words when he returned to his group, only gave a small gesture inviting them to find somewhere else to congregate, since nearly everywhere else would probably be more interesting than where they'd arrived.
"If someone wants to take the lead, they are welcome to it. There is opportunity all around us."
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2026 4:58 pm
Lieutenant DzhalinditeDz hadn't found anyone to go with her to the reflection room so she decided she was going to go by herself. she still had things on her mind and she wanted to figure them out. She was hoping to talk to the host but she wasn't sure if he would have time to see her and that was ok. She didn't have to see him this time. She was pretty sure he didn't hate nega people since he had invited everyone here not just order members. She wasn't sure what she wanted out of life anymore and it was annoying.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2026 8:41 pm
The room was bustling, but as the crowd decided to spread out, it quieted somewhat. Almadel mingled for as long as there was someone to talk to, and he never seemed to turn down a conversation. Or a gift. The table was overflowing by the time he finally tended to it, and things disappeared from it in pieces rather than all at once despite how rare it was to see him actually carrying something away. The museum was a beautiful place full of infinite exploration and mystery. You could spend a night here, or a week, or a year, and you wouldn't find all of Almadel's secrets. But you might find some. And you might find some answers, too. But with only a few hours, it meant making the best of the time they had-- And, certainly, everyone who showed up would. Quote: This counts as a soft close for the ORP! You can write an exit for your character if you prefer, but you don't need to. It is assumed that all characters would have spent time at the museum and then gone home when they were ready. While characters can leave at will, they would have been evicted if they broke rules, or been gently sent home with magical teleportation at 6AM. There will be no more mule posts after this point in time, but if you'd like to have your character explore other parts of the universe, you have until end of day Sunday, the 19th to start the threads to do so!
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2026 6:14 pm
Once Almadel finished talking about his exabits, Mara nodded and said "That sounds fascinating, I will absolutely have to check them out." She really was interested in what his exhibits so it was nice to hear his take on everything. "If you both will excuse me, I think I shall go and see them for myself." The dark haired senshi gave a brief nod of appreciation to their host and an even briefer acknowledgement of the child before walking off. I wonder where Beni went, she silently contemplated the little pamphlet while scanning the room for her cousin. While she didn't see him, she did see the one room she was most interested in, that and she could check to see if he was there as well, so Mara headed in that direction, disappearing into the dispersing crowd on the hunt for possible clues as well as her General. [Mara Exit] The Space Cauldron It's just a FYI tag since I know mule posts are done for the event ^_^
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2026 10:34 am
Navi zipped around before ducking into one of the exhibit spaces. Unlike before the little light didn't come back in a short period of time to swirl around him, this meant that Tortuga started to head after it only to look back at the chibi. "I've got to go get Navi, or at least keep an eye on him...her?.... them. Lets go with 'them'." He never actually thought of the gender of the light, just knew the little critter was curious and playful and always getting into everything. "Your welcome to come with, if not stick with your friends." The knight's purple eyes drifted over the mixed crowd and while he knew it was safe, he figured Almadel had his ways to enforce that, it also didn't hurt to be generally vigilant over everything. A flash of light had him whipping his head around to watch Navi zip from one room to another. With a muttered curse, the squire headed after the little light sprite. It kind of reminded him of the game, except he wasn't Link, wondering everywhere, Tortuga was definitely more like the companion fairy, always chasing after Link. He absolutely chose the wrong name for his Navi that was for sure. [Tortuga Exit] elfstar89 a exit for him from the orp ^_^
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