Calling out to Cyrus, Mesprit, the Galactics and whoever else wants to talk to her

[g3_jupiter]

[The members of Team Galactic on the island may have received a note from Jupiter. It was sent via her Golbat and it's oddly informal, even for her, and it simply asks them to meet her at one of the beaches. Maybe she just wants to talk

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[galactic_geezer]

[Charon had decided to take up the note's offer more out of curiosity than anything else. He looks down at Jupiter disdainfully as he approaches.]

Hmph. Rather unlike you to spend your time loafing at the beach, Jupiter.

[g3_jupiter]

[She doesn't even look at him. D: ]

Yeah, tell me about it. Sit down, gramps.

... What's been going on?

[galactic_geezer]

[He gives another "hmph" as he obliges and sits down cross-legged next to her while maintaining the boundary of personal space.]

To be simultaneously concise and vague, a vast range of incidents have occurred recently. One would imagine that someone as involved in their duties as yourself would have at the very least witnessed one such happening. Unless there is a precise occasion to which you refer...

[g3_jupiter]

[Still not looking at him.]

I'm not looking for vague. I want a detailed account of the most recent relevant occurrences, as well as a report on the status of our activity here.

[distorted_deity]

[The note had reached Cyrus, and he hadn't ignored it - the lack of explanation is an odd one, and there has to be some sort of logical reason for it.

He seems...unaffected by the sight of her; he's neither pleased nor irritated, and his eyes are strangely blank as he approaches her.]

...you sent a message...did you not?

[His tone is as blank as his expression when he approaches her - again, neither particularly interested nor annoyed. It's different than his usual amount of flat affect; this is unnatural.

His last encounter with Mesprit was a difficult one; his three days are long since up.]

[g3_jupiter]

[Okay, this is weird. She recognizes his voice, but notices something odd about it, so she immediately springs to her feet. Seeing him, she relaxes and greets him with a brief bow and half a smile. She'd like to be all business about it as she's supposed to, but hey, they haven't seen each other in a while and he's the man without whom her life has no meaning.]

As a matter of fact, I did, sir! Would you be so kind as to update me on our progress?

[... She still feels that something is amiss, but her brain doesn't register it yet.]

[distorted_deity]

[He halts his approach as he regards her actions; he seems to note the smile, but he doesn't respond to it, either positively or negatively.]

No progress has been made at this time...that is set to change as soon as possible, however. Materials have been secured and assessed.

We will begin the process of creating our new world soon. This is a necessity...all setbacks will be eliminated, and any resisting forces that may arise will be treated likewise.

Failure is not an option.

[While his tone gives no indication that something might be explicitly wrong, the passion that his voice usually holds while discussing their goals fails to be present; he simply looks at her, speaking bluntly, as though reciting fact.]

[g3_jupiter]

[Something is definitely amiss, and now Jupiter knows what it is.]

I'm... glad to hear that, sir. Helping you in this new attempt will be an honor. I... eagerly await your instructions.

... A-are you alright, sir? Have you been getting enough food and sleep?

[She's worried, very worried, and it shows. Her eyes are wide, and a drop of cold sweat runs along her temple.]

[itsforscience]

[Even if she's not directly under Jupiter's command, Phoebe is still a Grunt and subject to orders from others. She approaches quickly, screeching to a halt and giving a salute.]

Commander Jupiter, madam!

[g3_jupiter]

[She shifts to look at her and welcomes her with an usually warm smile.]

At ease, dear. Sit down.

... Remind me, dear, what's your identification sequence?

[itsforscience]

[Phoebe sits down next to Jupiter, though she still maintains a stiff posture.]

E-13-- I mean, Grunt E-13, madam.

[g3_jupiter]

[She nods in acknowledgement.]

Tell me something, dear. To your knowledge, are there more of you Grunts on the island?

[galacticred]

[Mars walks up slowly, note in hand. It's been quite some time since she last saw Jupiter, and what happened is still quite etched in her memory.]

Jupiter, what is with this note? Is there something you want?

[OOC: Is the answer, when she's thinking about Mars? ;)]

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter turns to face Mars, and smiles at her. Though her smile has a note of sadness in it.]

I just wanted to talk to you, my baby. Come sit next to me.

[galacticred]

[Mars flinches somewhat. Still, she sits down beside Jupiter.]

Should you really be calling me that out here in the open, Jupiter...? Anyway, is something wrong?

[g3_jupiter]

Aww, I didn't make you blush. Oh, well. I'll have better luck next time.

[She puts an arm around Mars' shoulders and squeezes her tight.]

I just wanted to talk, I guess. What have you been up to?

heh...you called?

[roamin_emotion]

[Mesprit didn't know why she now found herself by the beach - probably because of the water of the ocean. She's not her usual, happy self... After what has happened over three days ago, the Lake Guardian has kept to herself and stayed at home, filling her head more and more about those words he had told her after that fateful touch...

But she senses someone nearby... Recognizing that obvious 'G' on the back of her uniform, Mesprit halts moving closer. She's one of them... yes, she remembered seeing her at Spear Pillar back in her world, and now she was here too? Oh dear, this was not a good sign.

Now wasn't the best time for an encounter anyway. Besides, the sprite wasn't sure if the woman was aware of what had happened yet, and being unable to change back to her human forme made her more of a danger in the presence of an enemy. That curse of hers had caused enough trouble lately...]

<33 ILU. ;_;

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter doesn't notice Mesprit immediately, lost in thought as she is. But out of the corner of her eye, she sees her Skuntank stir and shuffle to her feet. She stands up in turn, calling out.]

WHO'S THERE?

hehe, ILU2...<3

[roamin_emotion]

[Oh dear, she's been detected. Not really wanting to be noticed, Mesprit dashes quickly to a nearby hiding spot - it seems to be a boulder, just big enough to hide the small pixie - in hopes that the Skuntank and the woman would think it was nothing...

Somehow, the Psychic-type had a bad feeling that she probably wouldn't be so lucky.]

[g3_jupiter]

[Jupiter remains silent for a few more moments, inspecting her surroundings. Finally, she turns to her Skuntank.]

Is it approaching?

[The skunk-like Pokémon replies with a slight motion only Jupiter understands. It doesn't seem to be.]

Then leave it, Skuntank. Whatever it is, they're probably afraid.

[She sits back down.]

Aside from that thing you just sensed, are we alone now?

[The Skuntank nods.]

Good.

[Jupiter draws her legs to her chest, burying her face between her knees. She goes back to staring at the waves, but she's frowning now. As she does so, her eyes become a little watery. It's clear she's thinking of something that's very important to her.]