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Fighting Evil by Moonlight

Who: Eternal Sailor Moon and whoever she comes to help
What: All the tabloid talks of attacks has made Sailor Moon decide to go on patrol at night
Where: All over the city and outside of Virgo HQ
When: Throughout the Week
Warnings: Minor violence

Option A: Rabid Fans Abound

It wasn't that she didn't understand that they needed to remain low key, but with the missing rescuers, all the tabloids of more and more violence, and the ocean attack on the label? Sailor Moon couldn't keep sitting on her hands. It went against everything she stood for. She had to protect everyone, even those of an alternate Earth.

So at night, with the moon as her guide, she kept watch on the streets. Her boots clicked along the gravel of a roof as she landed, her wings... she took a deep breath. It was good to have them back. She would be lying if she wasn't also doing this to keep her wings strong. She hadn't been able to fly in months and hadn't needed too for years back home.

She heard screams though and started running towards it, coming to a ledge and watching as a concert was being let out of a club. Oh, thank goodness. Just screams of joy.

Or well... it had started out that way. She watched as the fans broke the barriers and started going after the rock star. Her eyes narrowed. What was it with these fans!

She flew down and cut through the screams.

"LET THEM GO THIS INSTANT!" she ordered.

Option B: Breath of Fresh Air

She was flying again. She closed her eyes and while she didn't have any connection to the wind and sky like Uranus did, the moon was full overhead. She basked in the moonlight, feeling it wash over her. Not her moon, no, but so close to it. She closed her eyes as she spun in the air to soak it up.

It was warm and cool at the same time, welcoming soft light while all the other stars were blotted out by the light pollution.

She landed in a park and let out a breath, she glowed. She had soaked up the moonlight and the crescent moon on her brow glowed brightest. She tucked her wings in tight. Her head felt clear and she reached up to remove the transformation, only she stopped suddenly when she heard a twig snapped. She spun around.

"Show yourself!" she demanded.

Option C: The Tower Gates

She was looking at Virgo Tower and the calm ocean with her hands clenched at her side. In there was the one who took Rei from her, who took all those innocent people from their homes. She summoned the Tiare and lifted it... only for her shoulders to slump and her head to fall forward.

She couldn't... the were getting closer, and she couldn't attack because it would be the people she was trying to save who would face the consequences of her actions. She let her scepter fade from her hand and she just continued to look at the tower.

"Please just wait a little longer," she whispered.

Option D: Just an Average Girl

No longer Eternal Sailor Moon, just Usagi Tsukino a.k.a Serena Lapin now, she needed to head back home. She was just outside of the Virgo Tower and knew it was going to be a long way back. But she couldn't risk them following her as Sailor Moon when she flew. She'd have to walk.

"Not my smartest idea," she mumbled to herself as she started walking, her head bowed. So of course, she didn't notice when she ran smack into someone's chest.

She stumbled backwards and rubbed her nose.

"Oh, uh, I'm sorry, should look where I'm going," honestly she should.

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"If we weren't you would have attacked me by now," she offered easily. Valkyrie or no, she was Sailor Moon, and she wouldn't be made to feel lesser simply because she was willing to extend a hand.

"But if you wish to attack, I will not stop you, I will not fight you. You are not my enemy." She keeps her gaze calm and her hands at her side. She has told other before to kill her, if that will truly end things.

"You insist on that. And yet, did I not witness you invoke a power, and prepare to use it?" The details had not been clear at the height she hasd been flying, but she recognized the basics behind the whole summoning. "What is your explanation for that?"

"And you are holding a sword, simply holding the weapon does not mean it's going to be used. I didn't use it because I knew that those who would suffer the consequences are not the ones who deserve it. I let my Tiare go, yet your sword remains out and unsheathed. Why are you angry when I have done absolutely nothing?"

She glanced down at the sword in her hand, then with a mild shrug sheathed it. "The sword is merely emphasis. Were I truly prepared to strike, I would have deployed my defenses as well. But if it makes you feel better?" It also made no difference, as she suspected the other girl also knew.

"You would not be the first to launch an attack for what you believe to be good reasons. Nor do I have cause to believe you are not still considering it."

While Lenneth may not have thought much of sheathing her sword, Usagi was happy, because to her, it was a willingness to accept the olive branch. She knew that Lenneth could have attacked her immediately rather than waited or demanded she answer, and Usagi knew that. She was quite used to enemies not waiting, she hoped Lenneth did not see her as an enemy.

"I likely wouldn't be the last," she offered in all honesty. "But I will not be among that number." Not until they were all awoken and safe. "But I cannot force you to trust me, only hope that someday, you will."

Enemies are defined by actions... and this girl had both moved to attack, and refrained from doing so. That made her actions unclear, and thus her side unclear.

"The last person to attack at least offered a reason for doing so. Now you offer neither attack... nor reason. You speak deeply of wishing trust, and yet you will explain nothing?"

"My reason for not attacking is exactly as I said, those who would be suffering the consequences would not be the ones who truly deserve them. That is reason enough for me to still my hand." She's held out her hand to those who had committed far greater crimes. She could still her hand for those who had done far less.

"But I also do not know you, and there are too many lives I must protect to tell you everything when I don't know your own motivations."

"You give me the reason you do not attack, but will not name the one that makes you wish to. For all I know, the ones you feel deserve the consequences may be the ones under my protection. So." Tell her a target, at least. Otherwise, the goddess could extend no trust. Not when those she values were in danger.

"Tell me those under your protection, and I can tell you immediately if they are my targets." She isn't about to tell a complete stranger 'I'm after Santiago and Blanche and will kill them before this is all over.' "And you have my word on my honor that I will answer truthfully or you are welcome to kill me."

"And how would I know you are being truthful?" This whole conversation was only making her angry, but that anger was under a layer of ice. "I protect anyone from unjust harm -- but the musicians of the building you were so balefully eyeing are my chief concern at this moment."

"You would have to trust me," she offered in response. "But no, none of the musicians are my target, which is also why I stilled my hand, as they are the ones living in that tower." She continued to gaze at Meril, and honestly, she understood the concern, but then, she had also hadn't attacked.

"I was right, we are on the same side, despite your clear distaste for me saying that. The musicians are the ones I want to protect as well."

"My distaste is for you saying it without justification." Seriously, who opened up a conversation by declaring they're on the same side without any evidence of the fact besides them both being blatantly supernatural? "But I must ask: who are you protecting them from?"

She pressed her lips together as she contemplated how to answer Meril. She gazed back at the tower, looking past her.

"It is my aim to stop the ones who are hurting you all the most. The ones who made you so very different from who you actually are," it was as close as she could get without outright saying "I'm here for Blanche and Santiago with a group of other rescuers."

"What 'we' are you referring to?" Having never identified herself as a musician, and rather blatantly not being one in her own eyes -- what with the flying and swords and armor and whatnot -- the fact that this girl immediately believed her among that group was very odd indeed.

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She smiled.

"Oh," she knew Meril wasn't a part of the group that was working with Santiago and Blanche, or even a manager set out to meet her or something. While she didn't recognize Meril from before, just as she knew the other didn't recognize her, if Meril was truly someone to fight, they'd already be fighting. Besides, a winged-warrior would have been incredibly important of an opponent for Silver and Gold to mention if she were the defense of the managers. Even if Meril hadn't identified as a musician, Usagi wasn't dumb, lazy yes, dumb no. Why protect musicians if they meant nothing to you?

"All of the musicians, and you," though she wouldn't, nor couldn't identify Meril. "If you weren't, you'd have attacked me regardless of my releasing my weapon or not. The ones I want to stop wouldn't even ask me as you are," even if the questions were with distaste and probably no small amount of anger.

"You risk much on that assumption." And yet she couldn't really argue -- true evil existed in the world, which could not be reasoned with. Necromancers. Monsters. The undead. None of which she had encountered here, mind.

Which presented another angle of attack. "If your enemies are truly such threats, tell me of them. I would have an obligation to oppose them in turn."

On the one hand, Usagi knew several of the musicians were starting to remember themselves, like her Rei. But did they consider the managers enemies? She looked at Meil and then back to the Tower.

"My enemies, the ones who brought you all here, my enemies are Santiago and Blanche." They already knew of the rescuers, and wouldn't be able to attach Sailor Moon to Serena Lapin. Even if Meril went to warn them, there was nothing she had revealed besides her wings.

"So to 'protect' the musicians," Meril snapped as her mental controls kicked in, "you will harm the ones who give them the opportunity to make music. I am certain they will thank you for having their lives and dreams ruined."

She wasn't mad, she simply couldn't be. She knew this was brainwashing, because this was a woman who had just heard everything she just said...

But it made her ache for Meril. It made her sad that they controlled so many so well. She didn't smile, she wasn't mad, just faced with how well Santiago and Blanche wrapped their control of peoples minds.

"Yes. I suppose that is exactly what I'm doing, I am ruining this dream," and there was a truth to that, she would ruin this "dream." "Even bad dreams need to end, and since this one won't end naturally, I will have to end it by force."

"You have a very strange definition of protection." Meril's fists squeezed tight at her sides. "To attack and take without cause or provocation, to harm and aggrieve. I see no reason I should allow it."

"I've not attacked, and I've not taken anything," she offered easily enough. She was so quick to just yell and accuse her of things, she wondered if that was the brainwashing or if she was always so quick to act like this. "I've not harmed a single soul here, either. You have listed a good deal of crimes against me and I've not done a single one," not yet, anyways.

"Yes, I suppose they will want you to stop me, by stopping me, they certainly win. But it isn't your fault. None of this is your fault."

"It is true. You have not yet done anything. That is why I will allow you to leave... despite your stated intent." The Valkyrie folded her arms over her breastplate. "But that which you have said, that which you intend to do -- is a declaration of war. And should you put action to your words, then my sword will be swift and sure."

For now. Until Meril was no longer under the control of Santiago and Blanche.

Or who knew, perhaps she really would have to face the other.

"Very well," she said softly, not scared but torn, she truly did not wish to fight Meril when none of this was her fault. She supposed she would be seeing Meril soon, then. "But should things happen to make the dream end and you wake up to what is before you, I will help you any way I can."

"Yes. Every way but the one we might want."

The sad thing, Meril recognized, was that this girl truly believed in the righteousness of her cause. She wanted to help, and never mind that her 'help' would put to the sword any number of good things and the good people who valued them. None so scary as those who did evil out of the belief they were good...

But this discussion was at a productive end. Without further ado, the Valkyrie rose higher into the sky, putting distance between the pair of them.

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