Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and characters do not belong to me, but since they
ignored Darien so much, I get to play with him.
'T' and Cake:
The Black Moon hasn't stopped their attacks; they've just changed their tactics. After three days of fever, Rini is well. I saw them walking along the street. Rini ran to me and wanted me to take her to a new bakery. I wondered if she was well enough, but Serena said it was ok. Rini was disappointed that Serena didn't want to come along. (I wouldn't have minded if she had. What is cake compared to, or without Serena?) We took our time talking on the way, Rini told me about her dreams: she had been chased by a bad man through Crystal Tokyo, but Sailor Moon came and fought him. Since the fight with Rubeus, she has a greater respect and affection for Serena/Sailor Moon. (She knows I am TM, too.) Now she's asking why I don't make up with her. My excuses sound lame even to her, a six year old. I need to talk to Artemis, this can't go on.
When we got to the bakery, I wasn't surprised to see Serena there already; free cake was not a thing she (or the other girls) would turn down. They were all there in the back, talking to each other. Rini ran to them wanting her share. That's when I noticed almost everyone else in the shop was still, setting my Tuxie senses tingling. "Don't eat the cake!" I yelled, warning the girls. Then I spotted the waitress pushing the poisoned pastry. I threw a plate, upsetting her tray, and then I transformed and held off the waitress-turned-droid while the girls got Rini away.
The ensuing food fight would have been laughable if we weren't in the middle of it and getting (literally) creamed. What a sticky situation! Good thing sugar dissolves. Mercury's attack was most effective. After we defeated the droid, the new Black Moon commander introduced herself. Emerald, a flashy woman with green hair and a screechy laugh, tried coming on to me before making the usual 'we're going to take over the world' speech. God, talk about nauseating.
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Haven't talked to Artemis, he's been having his own problems with Luna. Poor guy, I know how he feels; we're a bit outnumbered around here. On a side note, isn't molecular regeneration great? No mending or dry cleaning bills. And with sub-dermal regeneration, little bruising.
'T' and Cake:
The Black Moon hasn't stopped their attacks; they've just changed their tactics. After three days of fever, Rini is well. I saw them walking along the street. Rini ran to me and wanted me to take her to a new bakery. I wondered if she was well enough, but Serena said it was ok. Rini was disappointed that Serena didn't want to come along. (I wouldn't have minded if she had. What is cake compared to, or without Serena?) We took our time talking on the way, Rini told me about her dreams: she had been chased by a bad man through Crystal Tokyo, but Sailor Moon came and fought him. Since the fight with Rubeus, she has a greater respect and affection for Serena/Sailor Moon. (She knows I am TM, too.) Now she's asking why I don't make up with her. My excuses sound lame even to her, a six year old. I need to talk to Artemis, this can't go on.
When we got to the bakery, I wasn't surprised to see Serena there already; free cake was not a thing she (or the other girls) would turn down. They were all there in the back, talking to each other. Rini ran to them wanting her share. That's when I noticed almost everyone else in the shop was still, setting my Tuxie senses tingling. "Don't eat the cake!" I yelled, warning the girls. Then I spotted the waitress pushing the poisoned pastry. I threw a plate, upsetting her tray, and then I transformed and held off the waitress-turned-droid while the girls got Rini away.
The ensuing food fight would have been laughable if we weren't in the middle of it and getting (literally) creamed. What a sticky situation! Good thing sugar dissolves. Mercury's attack was most effective. After we defeated the droid, the new Black Moon commander introduced herself. Emerald, a flashy woman with green hair and a screechy laugh, tried coming on to me before making the usual 'we're going to take over the world' speech. God, talk about nauseating.
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Haven't talked to Artemis, he's been having his own problems with Luna. Poor guy, I know how he feels; we're a bit outnumbered around here. On a side note, isn't molecular regeneration great? No mending or dry cleaning bills. And with sub-dermal regeneration, little bruising.