Chapter 8
Author's Note: This is word emphasis
This is book, movie, and song titles
Juuban:
Kino Makoto, Sailor Jupiter, looks up from her newest journal entry. It had been a week since the Shapely Gym incident. While her Hime had fixed everything, including returning to her, her chastity, Makoto still had nightmares about getting raped by that youma. Why the fuck couldn't she awaken then. Instead she awakens as she dies, how the fuck did that even begin to make any sense at all? No life and death situation had arisen since she had died briefly. None of them were willing to cross Knight Carnelian, apparently his primary job was to protect Moon, especially if what Moon had told Mars was true, that she wouldn't fight for herself, that she wouldn't defend herself. What the fuck had happened in the Hime's childhood that she honestly felt her life was worthless? She had no clue whom the Hime had been born as so she couldn't, as Jupiter mind you, go give her family a piece of her mind.
Chiyu-san's suggestion of writing everything out in a journal was helping her. She had said Moon would contact her when her human form had an identity that was fully back stopped to set up a meet between them. Until then Makoto had her journal to write in, and was advancing in her martial arts class. Her sensei had just recently said some of them were ready for weapons training. As a Jovian she prided herself on her unarmed combat prowess though maybe she could get a taser, that wouldn't go against her sensibilities. Though maybe she did need to swallow her pride long enough to master one weapon. The question being which weapon, and why. Once she puts her journal up she starts gathering the ingredients for snickerdoodles, she felt like baking, and it was one thing she could do without having to think too much, basically a moving meditation.
She did have her reincarnated lover's contact information, for now they were going to get to know each other through good old fashioned letter writing. This way they could tell each other the things that would be too awkward to in person. Letters were far more personal since no one could legally hack a letter. If they wanted to have an intimate relationship in letters then there would be no one to stop them. Nikushimi's yakuza guardian wouldn't care and she lived alone. That would make things far easier when they started dating and wanted to take their relationship into intimate territory. Odds were pretty even on Nikushimi's guardian not caring if they did start an adult relationship at any point. Yakuza generally didn't give a flying fuck about societal conventions unless the acts were too depraved even for them.
Fuyuki:
Nikushimi blinks as she sees her older sister twitching as the sensei keeps talking. Had Shirou or Taiga been present they would have blanched before scrambling for cover. That twitch was her I-Have-a-Migraine-and-You-Are-Only-Making-it-Worse twitch. The wiser students have already moved their desks as far away from the adoptive Fujimura girl, if only to get out of her blast radius. This includes her previous victims as well. Any and all items that could get knocked off of desks are carefully placed in the middle while Hisa twitches with each tap of their sensei's pointer on the whiteboard. If the poor bastard hadn't learned by now not to aggravate her when she had a migraine they weren't going to warn him, or feel sorry for him when she snapped. A particularly loud tap on the whiteboard does it.
Nikushimi gets a front row seat to her older sister unleashing unholy pranking hell upon their sensei, a paint balloon turns his black hair white, paint balls that she threw turned his suit into a tie-dyed nightmare for any straight male, and their sensei was in fact straight. She stole his belt, absconded with all the yen in his wallet and pockets, placed his car keys in the bra of the class slut, tied his shoes together, and hid joy buzzers in his suit jacket pockets. The poor bastard never even noticed until he went to the teacher's lounge though he did wonder why he had to keep pulling his pants up. Hisa was far from done either, tacks were placed on his seat, contact activated adhesive was placed upon that damned pointer, and she placed slime bombs in his desk drawers.
The youngest girl in the class blink at how much Hisa had gotten done in such a short amount of time and was now calmly eating her lunch. It was well known that if Hisa went on a Migraine induced pranking spree whomever incited it was on their own. At that moment Hisa hears the sweet sound of horrified screaming. The girl smirks and her classmates move further away from her. Nikushimi grins, " Hisa-sensei, teach me the ways of the Troll. "
The rest of the students whip their heads around to look at her in horror, now they knew how class 2-B in Ekoda felt. This was a nightmare, Hisa with a student in pranking. Dear Kami above, save them from this nightmare. Pranksters everywhere could feel a shift in the Chaos Side, and they all cackle for no apparent reason, freaking out those closest to them. It was a near thing that Shirou didn't start cackling as well. Oh, Shirou was one of the worst kind of trolls, one you never saw coming. He was someone that you would never suspect of being a troll, dating one, well that was known, enabling two, namely his girlfriend and Zelretch, this wasn't as widely known. With his mastery over Structural Analysis and Reinforcement he was the worst kind of Troll stuck to one dimension imaginable. He could easily reinforce a rope to last much longer to hit someone unexpected with a classic bucket over the door with water or something disgusting in it gag.
Generally those pranks always managed to hit Shinji, or whomever the hell had managed to piss him off. Shinji was pranked on general purposes because he was an annoying bastard that needed his ego deflated. Hisa looks at her project partner and smirks, " I would be delighted to take you on as my pranking apprentice, Nikushimi-kohai. "
One of the smarter boys smirks, " Hisa-sama, please teach me the noble art of Trolling as well. "
Again whiplash inducing head turning occurs, " Uzumaki Miso, right? "
The red head sits up straighter, " Hai, Hisa-sama. "
" Any relation to the Demon King of Pranks? " Hisa asks, highly curious as she happened to be an avid fan of Naruto.
His shit-eating grin was all the answer she needed, " Hell yes, I'll take you on as a student though you have to prove you are a true member of your clan. "
Miso smirks, " In others words I have to cause unmitigated chaos for no discernible reason and not get caught, right? "
" That sounds about right, oh, and teach Fuuinjutsu to your fellow apprentice, my boyfriend, and myself. " Hisa states.
" Done, may I just say, I am so going to enjoy this. Oh, I can tell you stories that never made it into the manga. " Miso says, Uzumaki's weren't allowed to teach their children how to prank on their own, they had to be taught by someone else, damn emperor. They could teach them Fuuinjutsu, the ninja arts, and how to be an assassin, but not how to be a prankster. Sure, some of it was instinctive. Miso was going to abuse the hell out of Fuuinjutsu to cause chaos and earn his apprenticeship. Fuuinjutsu could be activated by a simple one handed hand seal that could easily be formed out of sight.
" Wait, you're descended from The Uzumaki Naruto, Demon King of Pranks, Orange Demon of Konoha, Seventh Hokage, and number one hyper active, knuckleheaded ninja? " one of the student's asks him.
" Well, yeah, can't get these good of looks from just anywhere, I may also know how to use the Rasengan as well. " Miso states.
Just like that Miso gets his own fan club, the girls want to get into his pants, the guys all want him to teach them how to be badass ninjas. By the time the right people notice what is going on it will be far too late, Ninja would make a comeback, kick the asses of the Exorcists, approve of the demon hunters since they trained their asses off, and didn't discriminate, if you could fight they trained you, male, female, or demon. Then because the samurai had died out there would be no one to re-establish Iron Country's strict neutrality clause. Miso would be quick to inform the descendants of the other Jinchuriki to train up their friends, Troll the hell out of their areas, and come out of the wood works. His ancestors would all end up laughing their asses off in the Divine Realms for the Chaos he stirs up in true Uzumaki fashion.
Clock Tower:
Zelretch starts cackling at the fact that Hisa met Uzumaki Miso, was taking him on as one of her Trolling apprentices, and that Miso would cause the Shinobi to make a comeback. Oh, had he known actually teaching Emiya Shirou could lead to this he would have done it a lot sooner. He didn't even ensure Shirou and the reincarnated Moon Princess met! He showed up to see whom all that power belonged to, discovered the reincarnated Moon Princess, agreed to train the pair of them, and Shirou agreed to help him prank the people that had annoyed him within reason, and as long as Hisa wasn't ;left unprotected. That was all reasonable, then being asked for a transformation item after Hisa awakened in such a way! He would have never thought any Emiya Shirou would agree to be a Magical Boy. Then again this Emiya Shirou had received treatment for his Survivor's Guilt, had it metaphorically and brutally beaten into him that not everyone was worth saving, the kicker being having Hisa that needed him to protect her! This version of him was in no way borderline suicidal!
Instead it was the Moon Princess that would help everyone to her own detriment, showing Shirou exactly how everyone felt when he pulled crap like that before Raiga forced him into therapy! How things were turning out in this dimension were so deliciously chaotic! He didn't even really need to do anything to liven things up here, well, there were a few idiots in the Clock Tower that were getting above themselves again. Then there was the fact that the older deities were taking concepts like Gaia and Alaya to task for getting above themselves. He might as well just sit back and enjoy the coming show. It was sure as hell going to be well worth it, especially when Hisa summoned Shirou's alternate future self, properly no less. The look on Archer EMIYA's face when he realized how truly different things were in this dimension, especially himself. Oh, he had to be there to see that in person!
Fuyuki:
Tohsaka Rin shudders for no reason even as Emiya Shirou's eyes fill with a manic light. Issei, sitting next to the redheaded archer, sees said look, and pales. He was one of the only few that knew of his friend's hidden inner troll, if something was bringing out that manic light in his friend Issei was damn well going to ensure he enabled his friend. Like all others that have long been associated with Trolls, Issei has learned the cardinal rule, enable them and they're less likely to go after you except for class or school wide pranks, or on April Fool's Day. No matter the religion or nationality, all levels of pranksters observe that holiday. When lunch hits Issei pulls Shirou aside, " I give you permission to go after the rest of the Student Council as long as you hit them one at a time with someone else so it doesn't look like they're being hit. "
Shirou smirks, a truly terrifying sight for one who was not his enabler, " In other words you don't want to be hit, but they've annoyed you enough that you'll set me loose on them so I don't go after you. "
" Correct, hell, you can hit the swim team too. " Issei states.
Shirou's smirk increases at this, a devious light now joining the manic one in his eyes, there were so many ways one could use a swimming pool for a prank. Though he would have to ensure that the blame was laid at someone else's feet, " Which academic rival do you want taking the fall? "
Issei has his own smirk on now before whispering his answer in Shirou's ear. If anyone were to look at Shirou right now they'd turn tail and run. Issei wanted him to set Tohsaka Rin up to take the fall. He could so do that with Sakura's help, odds were good on her doing so as well. While she may be living with her older sister again, plus she had been brought back into the Tohsaka family, Sakura had not forgotten nor forgiven her sister for leaving her to suffer after their father died. Shirou watches as Rin shudders once more, apparently she did not have a finely honed DOOM sense like others did. She must not be Trolled often enough for that to happen just yet. Hmm, if he pranked her often enough maybe Zelretch would give him a new toy to play with?
Issei sees the considering look in his best friend's eyes, " I so want in if you're going to Troll Tohsaka. "
Another shudder traverses Ron's body as the males watch, " You got it, Issei. Just if you get out of school before I do make sure you walk Hisa-chan home. You I trust with her. Shinji has hopefully learned his lesson about going after my girl. "
Matou Shinji shudders at the venom in Emiya's voice, he had been told that if he tried to feel up Fujimura Hisa or worse again Emiya wouldn't use blunted arrows, and Fujimura sensei's family would make him disappear in such a way no one would miss him. He wasn't that stupid! No way in hell was he going to piss off the one guy who could murder him in cold blood and get away with it. Emiya may not be Yakuza, but he was dating the adopted granddaughter of an Oyabun whom lived with him too. Matou Shinji does in fact have self-preservation instincts which were finally waking up from their dormancy with his grandfather's death.
The females of the class were jealous of the fact that a younger girl got a gem of a guy like Shirou, even the newly reinstated Tohsaka Sakura was better off than they were as she happened to be Emiya-san's student in the culinary arts. It was enough to make some of them internally cry, how the hell were they going to find a decent guy like that? It wasn't fair even if Fujimura Hisa deserved a guy like Shirou if even half the rumors of how she ended up a Fujimura and living with Shirou were true. That her own blood family would shove her out of a vehicle going well above the legal speed limit...if that was true...well, it would explain why Shirou dealt with anyone whom messed with his girlfriend with vindictively creative methods. No one wanted to end up on his bad side when it came to his girlfriend.
The rest of the males of the class were all thankful they had not been as stupid as Shinji to incur Emiya's wrath. Emiya kept the appliances of the school in good repair, pissing off the person that cut down budget costs was stupid. Emiya had also fixed some things personally for them as well. Add in the fact that they had seen the trick shot he had used to nail Shinji in the gonads for daring to feel up his girl, they were not going to take their chances. Their self-preservation instincts were all working at full force unlike Matou Shinji's. That was before they got into what their own sensei would do to them since Hisa had been adopted into her family, they viewed each other as cousins. Fujimura Taiga's temper and skill at fencing was very well known. Getting on her bad side was not recommended,ever. Though getting on Emiya's bad side was worse since he could pull off all those trick shots accurately, he never missed unless he wanted to!
From where he was forced to hide like some commoner Gilgamesh of Uruk, the King of Heroes, and the not as well known fact that his mother had been the last queen of the Moon had finally placed why that power surge not that long ago had felt familiar. That had been his sister waking up in a rather abrupt fashion. He knew damn well that several key members of the Silver Millennium Monarchy had been reincarnated, including his little sister, Serenity-hime, Crown Princess Serenity V of the Moon and Silver Millennium, heiress to the Throne of Cosmos. Now, if only he could get out of this blasted church. He might be able to find his little sister to get her help in breaking away from Kotomine. Sure, the man was mildly amusing, but that was about it. His little sister on the other hand, oh, she would be entertaining. He had been one of the few to recognize his sister as the unrepentant prankster she happened to be. In modern standards, his little sister was a Troll at Zelretch's level if only for the fact that she received the ability to traverse time/space as a gift of power from the Queen of Pluto upon her birth back then.
It was tradition back then for the new heiress and the rare heir to receive gifts from the other planets, since his sister had been a child of Hades, her gift from Queen Hadina had been lessons on how to use Polearms in combat. From Queen Reianna of Mars she had received pyrokinesis and the ability to control anything related to fire. His little sister had fun with that one on the fews times she was able to sneak away and visit him. From the queen of Mercury she had gotten cold resistance and natural mental defenses. To put it in other terms, a natural occulmentic barrier. He'd never learned what gifts she had received from the other queens, she'd never had time to tell him. He had met his maternal half-brother, Prince Heero Haven Refuge D'Luna. He liked his brother since he took no one's shit, protected their little sister fiercely, and could actually kick his ass. Yes, his older brother could in fact beat him down if he was getting too big for his golden britches.
His little sister had pranked the hell out of him if she noticed him acting too arrogant. Losing his half-siblings and his best friend while also having the audacity to turn that damned bitch down meant he'd become disillusioned, and if his little sister were to see him now, sustaining himself off of orphaned children he'd be dressed down so fiercely he'd be trying to sink into his Gate of Babylon. Disappointing his little sister always made whomever had done so feel lower than a Crest Worm, especially if you met her eyes, and without fail those that disappointed her always met her eyes. He hated that she could actually make him of all people feel guilty about his behavior. Time to tell that bastard Kotomine to bring him rapists to sustain himself, his little sister abhorred rapists, so did he, if you couldn't get laid by being yourself then you should just give up. Forcing yourself on a woman was disgraceful.
Kotomine would be in for a surprise when Gilgamesh demanded to be brought rapists to sustain himself upon his next visit to the Golden King. Gilgamesh was not going to compound the dressing down his reincarnated little sister was sure to give him once she discovered his existence. He may be an arrogant asshole, but even he knew better than to piss off his little sister. Once she set her sights on you after you monumentally pissed her off you always regretted it. Several of the Æsir learned that very quickly when they took potshots at Loki. His little sister had a pseudo sibling relationship with Loki Odinsson, and did not tolerate him being dissed by anyone, this included Odin himself. Thor would get his ass handed to him by the irate Moon Princess as well whenever he unknowingly disparaged his brother for preferring to use his brain and learn magic over being a warrior.
Gilgamesh had actually been there when Sif and the Warriors Three had openly called those whom used magic in a fight cowards. Every single senshi present had torn into them while Loki laughed his ass off at the fact that they got their asses handed to them by warrior females whom also used magic. They didn't even use their spells, they only used their weapons, hand to hand combat, and augmented speed, stamina, agility, and strength. Seeing Sailor Jupiter pound Sif into the ground before Sailor Uranus did the same, and then Sailor Neptune beat her ass down as well while cursing her out in a level tone of voice...Gilgamesh still laughed himself sick when he thought about it!
Asgard's so called best warriors had learned some much needed humility at the hands of the Silver Millenniums best warriors. That wasn't even taking the Planetary Princes into consideration. They had torn into the Warriors Three violently. By the time everyone whom they thought they could beat simply because they used magic was done with them Loki had secured himself the ambassadorship by dint of the fact that he had a brain, didn't charge in headlong recklessly without a plan, and could actually give them a good fight. He taught them new spells for their arsenals, his sister learned how to traverse the old paths from Loki along with Sailor Saturn, Nyx, Nemesis, Apate, Apelpisia, Oathkeeper, and Oblivion. The others weren't as trusted by his sister.
Leaving the King of Heroes to his musing we find Shirou looking at his girlfriend's classmates in bemusement, " Migraine induced pranking spree? "
" Along with her claiming two pranking apprentices, myself being one of them. I'm Uzumaki Miso, yes, I was named after a ramen flavor, what of it. We Uzumakis love our ramen, pranks, and the sealing arts. Come to think of it we also love swords as well. Of course, I have to prove myself to Hisa-sama by causing unmitigated chaos and not getting caught. " Miso states, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
Shirou smirks in such a way that Miso blinks at him, " Good, I need another male I can actually trust with her. You will deal with the pests that I can't, right, Miso-san? "
" If she allows me to, Emiya-senpai. I am not about to assume she needs my help when she doesn't. If she wants my help then she'll find some way of letting me know. I come from a long line of terrifying woman, and that's when they're not on their periods. They're worse when they're hormonal. " Miso states quite firmly.
Hisa blinks at this, " Deal with the idiot males that can't read body language. Make that one of your first classes. Learning how to tell when a girl, or guy if you're so inclined wants nothing to do with you. " Her body language always made it transparently clear when she was uncomfortable and yet the morons not in her class, or properly cowed by Shirou kept harassing her. Unfortunately she still froze when it came to defending herself in all ways, except for sparring with Shirou and Taiga. She didn't understand why she should defend herself from the opinions of others. She'd learned painfully at the hands of her 'parents' to never do so. Her therapist was hoping one day her patient would get over that, but thirteen years of negative reinforcement as stated before took a long time to counteract.
Shirou complimenting her on her artistic talent went a long way towards reversing the damage done by her 'family'. Umika was still too furious to deal with her bastard of a son, that damned bitch he had married, she'd known Ikuko was no good, regardless of whether she happened to be a direct blood descendant of The-Enemy-of-All-Who-Live. Her magomusume had shown quite the talent in Black Magic, capable of tossing Dragon Slaves around like they were candy. At least, she had been when Umika had been training her from ages four to eight. Once Umika no longer was checking in on her daily they really started demolishing any self-esteem Tsukino Usagi had. Umika let Ikuko, Kenji, and Shingo think they had succeeded for the moment until she finally figured out what the hell to do about their attempted murder of her heiress. Umika was now based in Fuyuki, and the Magus Association was not stupid enough to mess with the Demon Hunters' Guild. It didn't hurt that Umika could call the Emperor directly as well, without having to go through all that Kami be damned red tape.
The Emperor barely tolerated their little war as it was. He had made them pay reparations for what the Caster in the last war had done. Kiritsugu he had no problems with because he had at least evacuated the hotel before he blew it up. The Emperor had very little patience for the moraless Magus population, which was why the instant they tried to slap a Sealing Designation on Emiya Shirou, oh Zelretch had informed him of the boy's reality marble, he was going to place Shirou under His Personal Protection. That was if Umika's granddaughter didn't do something to them first for the affront. Albarn women always got even, that was even more true of one with Inverse blood in her veins. The instant something set off one of Hisa's triggers the Magus Association would finally be dealing with the Sorcerer's Guild. They'd been wanting an excuse to bring the moraless fools to heel for centuries now.
Ever since the way of sorcery became less popular, simply because magus' were lazy, not as lazy as wizards, but lazy to the point that they did not want to put in several years worth of training just to be considered an apprentice, and even more dedicated years of training and practice to gain mastery. Every so often a prodigy like Lina Inverse would crop up, and blow all expectations out of the water. The Sorcerers' Guild was hoping for/dreading the day Lina's true descendant accessed the full depth of her magic for the first time. Once that happened they were bringing the Magus Association to heal. Zelretch was actually a Sorcerer and a member of the Sorcerers' Guild, he had been doing what he could to train the idiots up properly, the only one that might reach Sorcerer Stage was Emiya Shirou. With an element and origin like his he'd be better off going the Sorcerer route. There was the added benefit that any mage that was a part of the Sorcerers' Guild could not be touched by the Magus Association.
They may just approach Shirou soon, if only to gain him protection from those idiots that would slap a Sealing Designation on him for a Reality Marble. The Magus Association as a whole needed to grow up, and be taught some morals again. Lina Inverse may have had loose morals, but she never would have sunk as low as some Magus' do. Killing and robbing bandits, sure, allowing innocents to be hurt in collateral damage from a fight, never! Xellos himself had more morals than some of the members of the Magus Association, even Zelretch had morals, he just loved messing with people. He may annoy them or humiliate them, but he never went past the bounds of good taste.
Juuban:
Hino Rei stops short on her way home when she sees her father, and the media. Instead she turns on her heel, calls her grandpa to let him know she'd be staying the night at a friend's home, goes to the store to buy a new uniform for her school along with some undergarments, before heading to Kino Makoto's home. Like hell she was going to allow her father to use her as a political gambit! Makoto is surprised to see Hino Rei, Sailor Mars, on her doorstep along with shopping bags, " My father is Senator Hino, he was waiting at the base of the shrine. Rather than deal with him and the media I turned on my heel, bought what I'd need for school the next day, and came here after calling my grandpa to let him know. You don't mind, do you? "
Makoto blinks at the succinct explanation from the raven haired and violet eyed teen, opening her apartment door, " Come on in, I certainly won't mind the company, Hino-san. "
Rei sighs in relief and enters quickly, not knowing that she had just avoided a stunt her father's PR person set up. A stunt in which her father would fire the bitch over once he finds out about it. Not even he would stoop so low as to set his daughter up to be nearly raped to drum up sympathy. Ironically, that stunt would bridge the gap somewhat between father and daughter. Hino Takeshi would have the entire story published, and in the article swear to meet his daughter in a neutral place with no media so they could just talk. Until then Rei would be staying at Makoto's apartment. This also had the benefit of allowing Mars and Jupiter to bond outside of their weekly group training sessions.
Rei watches as Makoto cooks her own food, as in using fresh ingredients, prepping them appropriately, and then actually cooking from that point, " I take it you live off of pre-packaged food, Hino-san? "
" Hai, it's not often fresh ingredients are mixed together to make a meal at the shrine. Donations aren't easy to come by, and we don't sell many charms either. " Rei says, sighing.
" Why don't you sponsor a bake sale at the bottom of the stairs? " Makoto asks her.
Rei starts banging her head on the table she's seated at, working on her homework. Makoto looks at her guest, " Why the hell didn't we think of setting up a table to sell the charms at the bottom of the stairs. We'd need some more volunteers, but that could work, especially if I look into it, but I think volunteering at a shrine looks job on job and college applications. "
Makoto smirks and starts helping her fellow senshi figure out ways to bring people and donations to her family's shrine. The chestnut haired teen could understand wanting to save her family's legacy, " Why not ask our fellow senshi if they can donate a day's worth of time volunteering each week. Mercury would definitely go for it, community service always looks good on a college resumé. "
They plot and work on homework, Rei quizzing Makoto for her history test the next day, as Makoto works on dinner. If they could find a legitimate reason for the senshi in Juuban to go to the Hikawa Shrine then people would be less likely to make those intuitive leaps of logic that could only hurt them in the long run. Having their fellow senshi volunteer at the shrine one day a week would help the shrine, and help them out at the same time. " You know, you could rent the shrine out to martial arts teachers that don't have a studio, but are licensed to teach. " Makoto suggests as she sits dinner in front of them. She'd made a vegetable stir fry, fresh limeade, and a fresh fruit salad as well. Rei had to admit the meal she was eating was one of the best she'd ever had.
Aino Minako had finally finished cleaning up those youma in London, and had just made it into Juuban, her things had been sent on ahead, and unloaded, her father was loaded, enough said, when her sixth sense blares at her. She had opted to take the train to Juuban from the airport. She pinpoints where the sensation is coming from and snarls under her breath. A talent show, they were attacking hopeful models, actors, and actresses for their energy! She finds a place to henshin, making sure no one was looking, that there were no cameras of any sort recording her before holding her henshin wand aloft, " Venus Power! "
Sailor Venus has Artemis stay outside just in case she needs him to call for help. Her Crescent Beam slams into the youma on the stage, forcing her to reveal herself. Derella is pissed that the bitch whom had single-handedly taken down the Dark Agency, Ace didn't count since he had been working for them, had shown up at her operation. Derella, looking like a humanoid female made of glass snarls, and sends glass shards towards the interfering senshi. " Rolling Heart Vibration! "
Venus was grateful she had trained her ass off to attain her next attack. She was meant to be a sniper dammit. A long distance fighter, even if she had taken actual sword fighting lessons. She damn well remembered the Sword of Artemis she had wielded in her last life. She'd make damned sure she'd be able to do so again, if and when the time arose., " V Crescent Shower! " she whisper shouts even as she quickly changes locations only to have a glass like substance wrap around her left ankle and right wrist. Before she can even think to break this binding the rest of her body is being encased as well. Venus snarls under her breath, there had to be something she could do, dammit. She starts to glow orange, " Venus Love Me Chain! "
The chain tied around her waist starts to glow before it surrounds her and lashes out, freeing her from her confines. Technically speaking she shouldn't even be able to access that attack yet. Desperate times called for desperate measures though. She fires off a high powered Crescent Beam that manages to destroy Derella. Thanks to Pluto she knows to file a report on what all she knew about this scheme before she heads for home, and takes a long, hot bath.
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