We all have our roles, our stereotypes. You think I don't know mine, or those of the people around me? I can name them. Mina is the beautiful airhead, wanting to be in the spotlight all the time. Who can blame her? It's in her nature. Rei is all mystic and mysteriousness. She's a psychic, that's what she does. Lita is remarkable in her ability to juggle two at once, tough-girl fighter and domestic boychaser. Serena is Serena, enough said.
But me? Mousy little Ami? I'm the easiest to pigeonhole. Studious, predictable, brainy, weak, quiet, nose perpetually in a book. Even as a warrior, I'm the planner, not the doer. I stand back and watched my plans unfold. And you know what? I was happy. Yes, happy to be the brains of the most formidable fighting team on the planet. Because of that, today I was given a gift.
I pride myself on being reasonable. Even when I make a mistake, which isn't often, I can rationalize my motives to avoid the error in the future. In tonight's battle, you see, I used my Shine Aqua Illusion to stop a youma. Not a problem, right? Until it melted loose and took out Jupiter while I stood there slackjawed. I had never considered the possibility of that happening, and it frightened me. Oh sure, there was a monster beating on my friends and trying to take over the world as usual, but more important to me was the fact that I had not planned correctly.
Therefore, my logical mind said, use a more powerful attack. One that is strong. One that is permanent.
The phrase popped into my head automatically, though I realized then and now that it was my past experience from the Moon Kingdom speaking. When I use my power, I both feel it and see it. I can feel the bubbles rush around me before they explode into the world. This, however, was different. I whispered, not shouted, the words, "Blood Freeze."
No "Mercury". No "Attack". Just me. Simple.
I felt nothing, saw nothing. The youma, however, obviously felt something, as it screamed horribly until it shattered. Its body fluid was now body ice, and its own movement has killed it. My scientific knowledge showed me that.
The others stared, quite understandably. I was the intellectual one, after all.
However, it was late, and there was school in the morning. I, being the scholastic one, would study for a while before going to sleep. The others would just sneak into their houses and flop into their beds. And, of course, that is what we did.
Before falling asleep, I thought, considered. Yes, I have that test tomorrow, yes, I will study, and yes, I will ace it. Yes, I will plan, and yes, I will hold my tongue. But will I be the weak one?
I could almost feel my rational side smile. No. I will be the deadly one.
But me? Mousy little Ami? I'm the easiest to pigeonhole. Studious, predictable, brainy, weak, quiet, nose perpetually in a book. Even as a warrior, I'm the planner, not the doer. I stand back and watched my plans unfold. And you know what? I was happy. Yes, happy to be the brains of the most formidable fighting team on the planet. Because of that, today I was given a gift.
I pride myself on being reasonable. Even when I make a mistake, which isn't often, I can rationalize my motives to avoid the error in the future. In tonight's battle, you see, I used my Shine Aqua Illusion to stop a youma. Not a problem, right? Until it melted loose and took out Jupiter while I stood there slackjawed. I had never considered the possibility of that happening, and it frightened me. Oh sure, there was a monster beating on my friends and trying to take over the world as usual, but more important to me was the fact that I had not planned correctly.
Therefore, my logical mind said, use a more powerful attack. One that is strong. One that is permanent.
The phrase popped into my head automatically, though I realized then and now that it was my past experience from the Moon Kingdom speaking. When I use my power, I both feel it and see it. I can feel the bubbles rush around me before they explode into the world. This, however, was different. I whispered, not shouted, the words, "Blood Freeze."
No "Mercury". No "Attack". Just me. Simple.
I felt nothing, saw nothing. The youma, however, obviously felt something, as it screamed horribly until it shattered. Its body fluid was now body ice, and its own movement has killed it. My scientific knowledge showed me that.
The others stared, quite understandably. I was the intellectual one, after all.
However, it was late, and there was school in the morning. I, being the scholastic one, would study for a while before going to sleep. The others would just sneak into their houses and flop into their beds. And, of course, that is what we did.
Before falling asleep, I thought, considered. Yes, I have that test tomorrow, yes, I will study, and yes, I will ace it. Yes, I will plan, and yes, I will hold my tongue. But will I be the weak one?
I could almost feel my rational side smile. No. I will be the deadly one.