interstellar5555 | Fighting Evil by Moonlight

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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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"Sailor Moon..."

And Sailor Venus is there, because she needs to be. Her hand reaches for her princess's, her eyes hidden by her hair. No, she can't let despair get the better of her. They need to stay strong against the darkness.

"You want to rip it all up too, huh?"

At least the chest she ran into is all muscles and no shirt for cushioning.

No wait, that's probably a bad thing.

Well....

At least there's no piercings or zippers to get caught on?

After making sure the girl is okay, setting her solid, and gently holding the top of her arms to keep her steady, he pulls back completely and gives a deep sweeping bow, even doffing his orange cowboy hat, exposing the mustache'd skull and T-bones tattoo on his back.

"Nonsense, it's all my fault Miss. I'm very sorry. Are you all right? Unharmed?" A glance up at her to make sure she hadn't hit him running too hard.

He's gotten accustomed to the screaming fans, to people snapping photos of him in the street, to cameras in his face constantly, and some part of him has lapped it up. But while he's accustomed to all this, he's gotten worn down by the crazier displays. He almost expected something like this, but not like this, not on the night of a show at a high-end club. He'd tried to stay closer than usual to his guards, but even they can't keep off the crowd, once it breaks the cordon, and surges into the street, surrounding him. One guard tries to throw a coat over him, to afford him some cover, but the crowd of squealing fans only grabs the coat, tearing it to shreds to have a piece of it as some mad relic. He can only watch helplessly, realizing he's next, once they've had done with the coat.

Which is when he hears the cry from above, and he looks up, as if into the face of an angel, a true angel, not the persona he has played for so long, and his lips part in a silent prayer for help...

"And what, precisely, do you think you are doing?"

Neither of them was in a position to recognize the other. No musician and fan bonding over a churro -- now they were Eternal Guardian and Chooser of the Slain, one glaring at the tower, the other defending it.

Lenneth Valkyrie hovered above the ground, sword in her hand but not yet pointed. She would have an explanation, or a battle, but she had no intention of getting the latter without the former.

Oh, for the love of--

[The fans have only gotten worse since the album came out. At least they didn't bother her bandmates as much, but dear lord. Now along with the Squares, there was the Chromes - the girls and boys who dressed in the powder blue suits, big sunglasses, and two-colored contacts, regardless of the hair style.

She's in the middle of a set, for goodness sake.]

Come on, calm down!

[Nope, its not working. They are converging...and then they stop at the sound of the shouting. Huh?

One of them looks up, shouting.]

Hey! Who asked!?

Admittedly, J is plenty distracted himself. He hasn't seen Lapis in a while, and he's starting to get worried about her - just because she can handle herself on her own doesn't mean she should have to. But she hasn't been at the beach near Virgo for the past few nights - at least, not when he's been there. He may need to think up a new strategy for this.

He doesn't really register Usagi's tune until she literally runs into him. He stumbles backwards a step or two and reaches out a hand to steady her. "Don't worry about it. You okay?"

[Doc's spent a lot of his time searching the streets for clues. He's sporting a hat and trench-coat, something almost Western with a space-age silver flair, and he looks a little weird to be running into in an alley at night.

But then again, so does the young woman with...]

...a humanoid shape and functional wings?

[That's what he's gaping at. Yup. And he says the last part aloud, eyes wide as saucers. It defies physical laws.]

Roy had never been present for a fan uprising before, only the typical excited screams and applause. When the gate comes crashing down he can't help looking stunned, first thinking it was an accident or because of the wind. These people are better behaved than that, aren't they?

Then the swarm starts spilling forward. He takes a few steps back, in disbelief that he's about to partake in the running of the fangirls (and boys). Just as the crowd begins to creep up on him that's when Eternal Sailor Moon makes her appearance. Roy's view is blocked by wings for a moment, he does a double take as it becomes clear a flying girl appeared from up above to fend off the fans.

That outfit is nothing like a regular body guard's.

"What?" This just keeps getting stranger.

Neptune's gloved hand briefly touches Sailor Moon's shoulder before she allows it to drop back down to her side. Her expression is solemn, but there's an ironclad resolution there. This situation is far from ideal, but they've been through worse.

"We'll have her back soon," she promises, speaking in a low murmur.

Doctor's popularity had skyrocketed in the past month. If Flowers Over Bones hadn't been a hit already, just about everyone and their grandmother had heard of them now or at least one of the lead artists (or now often mistaken for THE lead artist), Doctor.

Tonight unfortunately a couple of shippers had begun arguing while waiting for their favorite star to walk out of the club. By the time he had emerged from the doorway the shipping war had escalated and others from the group had joined in. It was a violent showdown between DoctorxLuce versus DoctorxCello with a few people claiming he was their husband sprinkled in here and there. Doctor's bodyguard and the club bouncers moved to calm down the crowd when fists started flying but they weren't enough. The crowd had been so riled up they started jumping over the barrier and screaming fans went diving at Doctor, successfully catching him by the legs.

"No! Wait. No, NO!" Doctor tries to shake them loose and make a run for it. He's nearly groped by one crazy fan and he slaps reaching arms and hands that would wrap around his torso away. "Not now! No! Nope! Please! DO YOU MIND?!"

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tower gates

D!

Option A

C

A

D

B

A) And now she can save him!

tower gates!

A