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Drip Drip Drop Little April Showers

Who: Usagi Tsukino and OPEN
Where: All over Vista
What: It's a rainy week and Usagi is missing home
When: All week
Warnings: None I can think of

A: Drip Drip Drop Little April Showers

It was raining. It was a surprise shower and the clouds looked like they would be there all week. But surprise or not, it was April, so Usagi always carried her umbrella on her during the month. She let out a sigh as she was walking home, her umbrella over her head. It was a brand new umbrella and it was covered in little rabbits and cats. It was so adorable how could she not purchase it? Besides, it allowed her to have more than one person under it too.

Which seemed to be a good thing, at the moment. As she walking back to her newer home, she saw someone under an awning, clearly stuck and without their own umbrella. She checked her watch. Well, she still had time before anyone else would be home. She headed over to them and offered a smile.

"If you need, I don't mind walking you to the bus stop or to get a cab or something?" She'd even walk them home if they really needed.

B: What Can Compare With Your Beautiful Sound?

Maybe this was a bad idea.

Usagi frowned as she flipped through the song-requests book. It was karaoke night at Brad's Diner and she had come to support the new idea but she had absolutely no confidence in singing. She also had absolutely no idea what half these songs were.

"Uuuugh there's so maaaany," she sighed as she kept glancing. "And half of these are duets," she mumbled. "At this rate I'm not going to be singing until it's over."

C: Drip Drip Drop When the Sky is Cloudy

Why? Why did this ALWAYS happen to her? She groaned and her shoulders visibly slumped forward as she held the umbrella over her head. She knew this was the address, she had the flowers to deliver in her arms, but the security guard was staunchly blocking her path.

"Oh come ooooon," she groaned, showing him the invoice. "It says right here, that I have a delivery for the band from the building manager! I just need to get in, drop it off, and then I'll be on my way!" she whined, growing more frustrated as this was now the third time she showed him the paper work and he had "called to the building manager" to see if they were actually going to let her in.

"I could have been gone by now! I'm not even staying to watch the band I just need to deliver these bouquets!" she stomped her foot, trying to leave before the band even arrived. "Don't you have anything better to do than stop me from delivering bought and paid for flowers!"

D: Your Pretty Music Can Brighten the Day

"EEEEEE!" the sun had made an appearance, finally! She loved rain, certainly, but she was like a sunflower, drawn to the light. Usagi was practically glowing as she spread out her arms and just spun around, letting all the warmth touch her skin as she walked through the park.

"Aaaah," she took a deep breath. The sun was warm but the grass and pavement was wet, the air still heavy but a rainbow bright in the sky. Her eyes were closed in content.

Which was perhaps her mistake as she took another slight spin... and her hand promptly smacked someone.

Her eyes snapped open.

"AAAAAH ARE YOU OKAY!?!" Goodbye good mood, hello panic.

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"Let's let her in, shall we?"

Meril recognized the girl from the charity concert and remembered her, as well as her place of work. So the keyboardist offered her a slight smile as she stepped forward, then turned slightly more fully to make sure her bodyguards had not gotten lost. Maybe they might be of help for once.

Usagi smiled wide at Meril, remembering her as the incredibly nice person who gave her a churro. She adjusted her umbrella and the bouquets, giving a little bow.

Some of the bouquets had Meril's name on the card.

"I can't let her in just because she has a piece of paper, it's a safety issue for you and the band. We don't let any deliveries in without the building manager's say so."

"BUT IT WAS THE BUILDING MANAGER- UUGH! We've been over this!"

"Clearly she has permission," Meril said, her voice flat but with a cutting edge. "But if you would like me to take this directly to the management, I will have no problem doing so."

Meril almost never made threats, but in this case -- with a power-hungry stooge eager to pick on a poor girl out of bureaucratic cruelty -- she didn't particularly feel she was doing wrong.

The door guard frowned, looking between the ice queen and the teenager he was blocking. If there was any problem, he wasn't going to have any issue mentioning the ice queen's insistence.

"If you're fine with it, so be it," he grumbled, stepping to the side and opening the door for both women since he couldn't pull the same power trip on Meril.

Usagi had to struggle to get the umbrella closed with all of the bouquets in her arms but she wasn't going to ask for help from him. She managed, though and let out a sigh of relief as she got herself and all seven bouquets inside.

"Thank you thank you thank you! This is so wonderful, I was out there for 20 minutes before you came along."

"I am sorry you had to deal with that," Meril said solicitously as she moved to help Usagi with the umbrella. "Our building was damaged in a storm not long ago and I think they have become paranoid that any further damage from any source will be met with harsh reprisal."

"Sadly, I'm used to it," she gave a soft thank you as Meril helped with the umbrella. "I can't tell you how many times a door guard has made me go through that to get flowers delivered to venues. I don't know WHY but they've been suuuper tense about security of late. Like just a few months ago I never had to deal with it."

In truth, Usagi knew exactly why, both Angel and An had been kidnapped from venues and the robots had been killed, she could only imagine what the labels were telling the concert halls.

"Ah but, I'm sorry to hear that! My friend was nearby there when that happened, everyone's okay right? Like, no one is hurt?"

"Not at all. It was only structural damage, but I imagine that did the budget no favors." She led the way into the building to the elevators, having clearly appointed herself as Usagi's guardian while she was indoors. Someone needed to do it, after all. "Who do you have to deliver to? I know where everyone lives."

"Oh thank goodness... I mean, not that the building was damaged, but at least no one was hurt!" Although Usagi herself wanted to see it brought to rubble so long as no one was inside.

"And uuuuh, one sec." She shifted her arms. "Okay, two for you, four for Greg Universe, one for Rarity aaaaand," she jostled the flowers one more time. "Two overall for the band."

Meril briefly thought, wryly, that she had probably missed out on quite a scene when the girl had discovered who had given her a churro that day months back.

"Only one for Rarity?" And none for the others? Well, what a shame. "Any for other musicians?"

"Oh, there are always more for other musicians, but this is specifically for your latest concert, a thank you from that venue." She shifted things again and pulled out one of the little cards from the flowers and handed it to Meril.

"I uh... yeah, sorry," she only helped make and deliver the bouquets, she couldn't control who got how many. "But the others at Thistle are delivering to the other label and are going to come back for me. Some days there are more for Pride, some days there are more for Virgo, it all depends... sorry."

"Oh, I am hardly blaming you! I am honestly a little surprised, that is all. I should take it as a tribute to my fans that they have not quickly forgotten me now that other girls have stepped into the band." Of course, considering the others were not nearly as fanservicey as she was, perhaps that was to be expected.

"Well, I'm sure your fans and the venue were glad to have such talented artists!" she smiled as she continued to follow Meril. "But I mean, we only met once and I still remember you, you're hard to forget, after all."

"Well, of course. It is the hair." She tipped her head slightly so that the end of her braid swayed, all the way down there by her ankles. "We share that distinctive feature, do we not?"

An amusing thought occurred to her. "I do not know how your schedule is, but if you would care to come into the penthouse...?"

"It's absolutely beautiful hair though, and I totally can understand how hard it must be to maintain." When her hair wasn't in the buns, it pooled on the floor. And every transformation into Serenity meant she had to cut it again since it would grow out to match the right length.

At the mention of the penthouse her eyes widened and she tripped over nothing, but managed to stay upright.

"W-What! A-Are you sure? I-I mean..."

"Of course I am sure. I promise you no one would mind -- for whatever stories you may have heard in the tabloids, my friends are as kind as can be." Why not give a fan an opportunity? Maybe it would even cheer the others up a bit...

"That would be amazing!" and give her a better idea of what to expect if they eventually broke in.

"And oh, I don't believe have the tabloid stuff anyways, they keep claiming stupid things, like Rei Hino is a succubus or Garnet is a leader of a gang. I make my own decisions on people once I meet them."

"If Rei is a succubus, she is very bad at her job," Meril said with an amused little smile as she boarded the elevator. "That is a rumor I would have expected to attach elsewhere first, but... who can fathom the mind of a person who peddles such information for money?"

"Well, it was kinda gross the way the article went about saying it, and not at all fair to Rei. I hate stuff like that. Like apparently Luci is starting a cult and that's just ridiculous. I can't believe they let them say all that stuff about all of you." She frowned. She was actually pretty used to newspaper articles and clippings about her and the other senshi.

"Still, all the more reason to not believe any of it and just make my own opinions upon meeting people!"

"Sometimes there is a nugget of truth hidden in the lies," Meril mused. The tabloids had suspected her relationship with Greg for a long time, after all. Possibly longer than the pair of them had. "But not always. Still, any publicity is good publicity."

There was a nugget in the "succubus" thing, in that Rei wasn't human, but that was the only piece of truth in that entire garbage article.

"I'm not sure I agree with that," she offered gently. "I mean... people have a right to... well, write, but they shouldn't be permitted to tell lies. There's enough of that in the world."

Sometimes, Meril reflected, people needed to tell lies. (Though she wouldn't ascribe any need to tabloids, mind...)

"Where do you draw the line between a lie and a falsehood you believe is true?"

"It depends, I suppose, ah sorry, I know that's an easy way out. But I know some lies are necessary, for the protection or safety of others. But I don't think 'Rei Hino is a succubus' or 'Garnet is a robot and a gang leader' are exactly lies for peoples protection."

"No, certainly not... but the more you try to draw the line, the worse it becomes. Some things are simply the price one pays." Meril smiled as she stepped out of the elevator. "Actually, I consider those two to be fairly lucky as far as these things go."

"Seems like it could get to be a pretty high price. I suppose there are plenty of worse tabloids and things that can be said about them, but that isn't a good thing." Usagi dutifully followed, never having gotten this high into the tower before, not even sure HOW she got this high into the tower.

"Even officially, we are expected to maintain an image... and for some of us, to be a fantasy." Welcome to luxury in solid form, Usagi. Even the hallways up here cost more than some homes, a luxury Meril paid no notice to as she made her way to the penthouse. "But then, if that is what propels you to the true heights of fame, can you really complain?"

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