Moon Revenge (Sailor Moon RP)

[KitsuneAura]

honokaphoebenaoko?celsian

Sailor Mercury winced as she watched Titanite hit the wall, wishing she'd had time to try and help him the way she had Sailor Moon. She wasn't terribly fond of Shitennou at the moment, but that looked so painful and she couldn't quite fight down the guilt that it honestly hadn't occurred to her to help anyone but her own teammate. Shaking the thought from her head, as it would only be a distraction during the fight, she started down the stairs again and then paused to glance at her communicator in surprise as Mars spoke up. "The 'head-honcho'?" Did that mean...?

Fingers clenching around the railing again, she turned to look back upstairs. She couldn't be in two places at once. Who needed her more? Numbers danced through her mind, comparing and contrasting the two teams, and her goggles supplemented further information. Suddenly and very unexpectedly, a man came flying in her direction, landing roughly on the stairs just above her. She stared at him, taking note of the blood staining the white of his clothes, and then started to move forward to see if she could help him.

There was an explosion, a horrible scream, and he was gone, jumping back down into the fray. "W-wait! You're injured, you can't-" Without thinking, she went after him, vaulting over the railing and landing on the ground below. Any other time she might have mused on how awesome that was, that she could do things like that while transformed, but now there were razor-sharp feathers zooming towards her, so she rolled immediately to dodge. Sailor Moon was yelling at her, she realized, and she quickly sought her out, catching a glimpse of her pulling Titanite out of harm's way.

"On it!" She tapped at her computer quickly as she dodged another few projectiles, flinching as one grazed her left arm but keeping her eyes on the youma. She didn't know what the man in white was doing over there, but she didn't think he was going to last long, and she could hear Jupiter's voice, asking for a bit more quiet while they dealt with their own trouble. She needed to do this quickly, so they could go back upstairs! So how!? How could they turn her back to human!?

The youma was obviously getting weaker, at a rate that kept increasing even as she watched, but she couldn't see any definite solutions. Maybe....Maybe! "Aim for her wings! We have to keep attacking!" Sailor Moon might not like the idea, but it wasn't like humans normally had wings, right? Like this, they could take out her main weapon and weaken her even faster, without hurting her main body. If she was right, the youma would have to turn back once its energy was spent!

She had to be right. She really hoped she was right. Gritting her teeth, she pulled her hands up to start the attack, carefully aiming to miss the Crescent Crusader. "Mercury Aqua Mist!"

[KitsuneAura]

Celsian grit his teeth as some of the electrified debris got through to him. It was hardly enough to cause him much trouble, but the very fact that they'd been able to hit him at all was frankly disgusting. Readying his blade to wipe those triumphant grins right off their faces, the general stepped forward and found himself, suddenly, enveloped by a sphere of pure metal. His eyes narrowed.

What manner of attack was this meant to be? Did they intend to keep him here while they focused on the youma? He lifted a gloved hand to test the strength of the walls around him, and was unable to contain a yelp at just how hot it was. The darkness around him began to glow a dull red as more and more heat poured in. So they intended to cook him alive, then? That was surprisingly dark for a group of would-be heroes, but also a solid plan.

Perhaps he'd underestimated their resolve, after all. Shaking his head, the general began to gather his energy. The heat was unbearable, but soon enough he was phasing out, teleporting to the space outside his prison. Doubtless they'd been unaware he could do so, and he intended to make full use of the element of surprise. Just before he'd completed the spell, however, a sword was thrust through the wall, piercing his side.

And then he was free and Fluorite was just in front of him, sword still stuck through the metal sphere. The cut in his side hurt more than he wanted to admit, and lifting his blade made him wince, but revenge was in his grasp. He didn't hesitate, just stepped forward and stabbed the fool through. "That was very clever," he addressed the others as he pulled the sword free and stepped back to regard them all, "but don't pretend you have any chance of surviving this."

While he dealt with that, his youma kept up their own directives. The two that hadn't been directly attacked remained in their corners, watching. The one Pyrite had targeted appeared to have cracked just a little from the force of the toolbox, but it continued to throw fireballs at its enemies nonetheless.

The one Sailor Jupiter had attacked acquired a pinkish tint after being hit by the flower petals and, unable to see through the cascade, couldn't dodge the follow-up with the broom. It broke over the youma's head, leaving the tiniest of cracks, but otherwise didn't do much damage. Attempting to follow its comrade's lead, it charged up its stolen attack and used it, only to seem mildly puzzled that it only produced flower petals. It hesitated a moment, then reached for the girl with its claws instead, hoping to slash or, perhaps even better, capture her for other attacks to come in.

[Memory Manipulator Namine]

"Just be true to your heart!!"

Sailor Moon winced as more feathers sliced into her. even they they kept protecting their vitals, they were in danger of too much blood loss. She listened to mercury's announcement as she tried to keep moving and avoiding the killer feathers in the air.

The wings... of course!! At the very least it would cut down on the killer feather attack! No matter what else happened, that was a good thing! "Got it! Moon Frisbee!!" she yelled out and threw her tiara at the youma, sending it with a prayer of success.

She could have saved her breath.

The tiara hit the wall of wind and feathers surging at the scouts on the floor and came boomeranging back to Sailor Moon who caught it looking horrified. If her tiara didn't work... what was she supposed to do!? She needed some way to power it up enough to get through the wind surging at them!

"Wait... WIND! That's it!" She grinned in spite of herself, in spite of everything. Luck must be on her side, to pair her with the one person who could help!

"Charlotte-kun!! erm... KAZE-KUN!! I need your help!!" She called out charging up her frisbee attack again and fumbling over his name. Why couldn't it be something easy to remember?! She made a mental note to either study their names till she memorized them or come up with non-objectionable nicknames for them. "Kaze-kun! Can you send your wind to coat my tiara?! Mercury! You too! Lets power this up as much as possible!!" She urged them holding the glowing Tiara-Frisbee over her head and waiting till the requested bubbles and wind surged around it, creating a very deadly looking glowing frisbee.

Sailor Moon smiled as she wound up the attack, she could feel the power surging around her tiara. It was comforting, knowing she wasn't alone in this fight. "Moon Frisbee!" she called again and let loose, throwing the wind-water-tiara at the youma's wings.

She watched with baited breath as the discus flew through the air, cutting through the wind and feathers flying at them with ease, She held her cheer in until the tiara cut through the wings and let out the breath she had been holding. "We did it. We make a good team." She said with a nervous giggle as she caught the tiara and put it back on. Her legs gave out with relief (or so she told herself) and she tried to hold in the other nervous giggles trying to bubble forth.

'pull it together Sailor Moon, you don't even know if that finished the youma or not.' she chided herself trying to muster the energy to stand.




(( Yuu and Mercury's help with permission. ))

[KitsuneAura]

Naoko never saw the attack coming, not expecting it to be able to cut through her own whirlwinds. She cried out in pain as the tiara sliced neatly through her wings, and for the first time stumbled, falling to her knees. The wings, as they fell away, dispersed into pink energy that hung brilliantly in the air for a moment before being drawn in by the barrier that still covered the building. The changes that had come over the singer began to revert back, claws gradually giving way to delicate fingers, and when she finally looked up at them again, her eyes were full of confusion rather than anger.

"W-what happened...?" Drawing her hands up to her chest as she took in the bodies collapsed around the room and the damage done, she looked back to her heroes with horror. Before she could get her answers, however, the barrier stole away what was left of her once again human energy. Eyes fluttering closed, the idol crumpled to the floor. And just like that, the battle for the first floor was done.

[Yamashii]

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xxxlocation :: civic center ; second floor ; crystal room
xxxmood :: protective ; desperate
xxxdoing :: breaking s**t down ; badly injured but still fighting for now

That was unexpected, the youma could teleport? Rinkai had had no idea the man has escaped the cocoon until an intense pain plunged through his lower torso. Yelling out in pain, he dropped his own blade but grabbed onto the crystal sword poking through him. Blood smeared on his fingers as the sharpness dug into his skin and he hissed in pain but held on despite the slippery substance. It was a risky and miserable plan but the best they had right now. Celsian snarled insults as he tried to tug the blade back out and he almost succeeded to Fluorite's dismay until Pyrite thankfully came through for him. Celsian was not fighting one foe alone and although he was powerful, it would take more than sheer strength to beat the shitennou's strategy of attacking numbers. It hurt to struggle against the weapon jerking around inside him but it was the only way to make it more difficult to easily draw it back.

"T-thanks-" He managed to cough out as the two men began to wrestle violently. It wasn't a pretty sight the way the flower petal attacks that floated around the room were but it got the job of distancing Celsian from his sword done and distracted him from regaining it from the weakened Fluorite. His best friend was a tough guy and he knew the musician would be able to handle the youma now that he'd lost his advantage and they were fighting bare handed. Staggering towards one of the two remaining youma yet to absorb an attack, Rinkai lifted the heavy blade to a fighting stance and brought it down on the creature's shoulder. There had to be a reason this sword existed and he was willing to bet it was the strongest of the three crystal objects in this room. This guy was the boss, he'd have saved the best for himself.

"Dammit, just die, you piece of s**t!" The blow hit hard against the slow moving youma and a good crack severed an arm and claw from the body right as it reached for him. But the damage was not enough as he had not quite made his aim so he brought the blade up again for another swing. Grunting from exhaustion and pain, his knuckles turned white as he gripped the sword tightly lest his weakening grip let it slip away. This seemed to do the trick and he rested a foot on the shattered remains while he caught his breath. One down. Eight to go. He didn't know how much longer he would last like this but Fluorite knew he had to keep trying. He hadn't heard anything from the shitennou downstairs for a while and wondered if they were having just as hard a time. Judging by the snippets coming through the senshis' communicators, he guessed the answer was yes.

Something hardened in his heart amid the chaos. Men and women raised their weapons as a much larger force came down upon them. It was all spookily familiar as if he had seen this kind of battle before. He could not let them fall again though his present self did not understand his own determination. Letting out an enraged and pained yell, he thrust the sword at the middle of the crystal generator and prayed it would burst. Hopefully the energy would be restored to the people below and weaken the barriers trapping them here. They did not have a good vision of the enemy, had they all been foolish enough to be caught here in a trap while other villains worked elsewhere? The voice of his partner sounded behind him, still restraining their main obstacle and Rinkai threw everything he could into destroying this one pillar of the four. He could not let Chaorite, Titanite or Pyrite down now with so much left to do outside this building.

They still had a prince to find. Their work was far from over.

((Thanks Dou for helping brainstorm and letting me godmod Sanjou. Sword stolen with permission from Aura and crystal youma dismantled with permission as well. Senshi, feel free to help subdue Celsian or help Rinkai take on the other non-fireball/petal youma. I figure we have to bust at least two of these suckers to undo the barrier to the room but let me know if I'm wrong, Aura.))

[Doutei]

no srsly, i am the best thing ever
■ ■ ■ ■ crystal tokyo ; civic center ; second floor room xxxxx ■ ■ ■ ■ enraged xxxxx ■ ■ ■ ■ flipping out ; beating celsian

really, i mean it

"We got him!" Sanjou brightened as Rinkai stabbed the hot metal cocoon. His joy was short lived, however, as suddenly Fluorite screamed. Time seemed to slow down as hazel eyes turned to witness Celsian's sword sticking through his best friend's body, blood dripping out everywhere. W-wait, this wasn't-it couldn't!

"NOOO! YOU b*****d!" His world flashed white and his body lunged forward to the scene. Grabbing the blunette's arms, he struggled to rip the guy off of him, not even realizing that he was helping Rinkai yank away the sword. All that mattered right now was killing the man who'd fatally wounded Rinkai. The two rolled on the floor, wrestling for the upper hand as Pyrite recklessly began pounding at the general's face. Without his sword, Celsian was easier to handle even with his teleportation. Yelling in rage, the silver haired warrior continued his rampage and began summoning fire bolts at close range, hoping to set the man on fire.

"You're dead!" Tears formed at his eyes, beyond his control. Even though they were wearing this magical armor and had these special powers, it was not enough to save them. He didn't know how much longer Rinkai had but he was going to do everything in his power to make this man pay. Berserk with grief, the man attempted to knock Celsian down and slam a fire bolt to his skull. His movement was wild and unstable now, with desperate focus on the attack and none guarding him from the enemy's counters. Sanjou was not a man above vengeance.

((Short but thought I'd just write out his response to watching his best friend get seriously skewered. Hope it's okay, let me know if I need to change anything Aura! I tried to leave Celsian's response vague just in case.))

[Memory Manipulator Namine]

"Just be true to your heart!!"

"Ah, thank goodness." she announced as the youma vanished to reveal the singer, holding a hand on her heart as she exhaled. Her relief was short lived as she suddenly transformed in a swirl of pink ribbons back to her party outfit. While her scouts knew her identity, and Kaze-kun knew her identity, the caped man did not, and she didn't really know enough about him to really WANT him to know. Well, it was too late for that now. The more pressing question was why had it come undone.

Holding her broach up she called out the phrase, "Moon Prism Power, Make Up!" and waited for the transformation. Seconds ticked past and she was aware that she looked ridiculous. She called the phrase once more just for good measure then slide her broach into her pocket.

There was only one explanation for why she couldn't transform, at least in her mind. And the fact that she didn't have the strength to stand anymore only solidified her assumption. "Looks like I'm outta energy." She admitted to those left conscious in the room with an apologetic shrug. "Kaze-kun, why don't you go check on water-kun? I moved him into the conference room we were in so he wouldn't get hit with anymore deadly feathers." she said, pointing to the door. Since everyone else was just standing around she might as well start giving orders, right? of course! she was supposed to be the leader, or something.

"Venus, why don't you go check on Naoko and make sure she's still alive and won't attack again. While your on stage, you should probably check on white-cape. please?" she asked in a slightly pleading tone. She didn't know what to make of the man in white who had leaped into battle like that, but he had gotten hurt and she was worried.

"Mercury, can you find a first aid kit? We're going to need it. Everyone's bleeding and some are critically wounded." Tsuki declared turning to the last person with walking capabilities in the room and giving a tentative smile. With that done she took a few moments to check the people lying around her. they were all breathing and had a steady pulse. she wasn't familiar enough to know if it was strong or weak, but she assumed that since it was steady it was strong.

"So they're just unconscious. That's a relief at least." she announced with a sigh and realized she should give her comrades an update. Remembering Suzume's request, she canceled the transmission and called Neptune and Uranus on a private call with the communicator.

"Hey girls, it's Moon. The battle is over for us. We beat the youma and saved the human. There's lots of blood though. None of us made it out without cuts and one of the shintennou was coughing up blood. Can you guys get some ambulances here please? the humans are all unconscious in addition to our cuts. I also don't know what's going on with Mars and Jupiter." She took a breath, trying to think if there was anything else she should mention. "I'm out of power. I can't transform, or even move. That's the update." she finished the communication and cut the line, knowing they would contact her if they needed to.

Turning her attention to the stage she gazed at the man in white. "You, sir, owe us answers. Who are you? Who are you allied with? And why do you keep showing up where I am? We can start with those." She announced, voice carrying easily from her spot on the floor to the stage.



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[SerahFarronxo]

SETSUNA xx SUZUNA xx SAITO

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_________EVERY HEART IN MY HANDS
_________LIKE A PALE REFLECTION
_________HELLO, HELLO, REMEMBER ME?
_________I’M EVERYTHING YOU CAN’T CONTROL
_________SOMEWHERE BEYOND THE PAIN
_________THERE MUST BE A WAY TO BELIEVE
_________WE CAN BREAK THROUGH



_________the MARS ★ WARRIOR
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Setsuna was unsure of what to do right now, things seemed to be going all over the place. Jupiter was attacking one youma and actually used the broom (good tactic!), but one of the males was hurt now. The teenage girl was unsure of how to go with this anymore—the battle in front of her was dangerous and it could obviously mean death for them all if this boss kept going with what he was doing. From that the communicator was going on about, Sailor Moon and her other comrades had finally defeated their youma, which was great, but it wasn’t like the others could barge in here now with that barrier the head-honcho put up. It was just the four of them, and so far it wasn’t looking pretty.

But her attention was torn between helping subdue Celsian and making sure nothing serious happened to Jupiter. She figured if Sailor Moon could trust these guys, then she should too—but it was difficult, especially after the encounter from earlier. “Jupiter you’re doing great!” she said as she smiled at her fellow senshi. Her eyes glanced toward the other Shitennou and watched as the other two wrestled away, she understood his anger—his friend was severely hurt and could be on his way to death. Violet eyes glanced toward the youma Jupiter was against and eyed it warily, just what was it planning? It was moving oddly, and the way it was swiping at her friend was causing some sort of alarm to ring in her head that its intention wasn’t primarily to injure her, but to capture her instead; Setsuna wasn’t sure but she wasn’t going to allow any harm to come to her friend on her watch.

The brunette took the stance for her Fire Soul attack and warned Jupiter to move out of the way before she preformed it, “Fire Soul!” she cried as the fireball spewed out of her fingertips and swirled toward the petal youma, causing it to stagger backwards slightly after being hit with the attack. Turning toward Jupiter, she nudged her slightly with her shoulder. “Alright! Let’s kick some youma a**! We can do this together!” A small giggle escaped her lips and she tried to think of a plan, trying to keep things lively as well, all while dodging the claw-swipes that were directed at her and helping Suzume out when possible. “Jupiter, let’s attack together. Maybe we can finish it off.” she spoke softly to her friend, to keep her idea from being heard from their attacker. “What do you think?” she questioned, dodging another swipe. Unfortunately the claw had nabbed her skirt and there was a nice slit in the fabric. Cursing slightly, Setsuna prayed that it would magically repair itself after she transformed back into her normal clothes.

[[ooc ; short post is short, sorry about the delay everyone! Green if you want me to edit anything to do with suzume if it’s not what you intended originally i’ll edit just let me know. ]]




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THERE’S STILL TIME ⊲ CLOSE YOUR EYES ⊲ ONLY LOVE WILL GUIDE YOU HOME
TEAR DOWN THE WORLD ⊲ AND FREE YOUR SOUL ⊲ ’TILL WE CRASH
WE’RE FOREVER SPIRALING ⊲ DOWN, DOWN ⊲ DOWN, DOWN

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[NoctusKnight]

Seamus--Keitaro--Heart

True strength isn't avoiding
The problem all together
True strength is getting knocked down
And knowing how to get back up

→⇒► x Earth CrescentCrusader Prince xxxxx I'll protect them xx

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● Seamus heaved a gentle sigh of relief as he watched the youma transform back into a girl. He watched her momentarily, wondering how such a twisted creature could come from some one so innocent. Crusader quickly turned away though reminded of the situation when she collapsed. He looked up at the shield and gently cursed under his breath, looking for somewhere to stow away. He sheathed his rapier and shrunk his roses away with a flick of his wrist into his cape then pulled the fabric around him to conceal the blood stains growing on the rest of his garb. 'He'll want his body back soon...' Crusader thought as he moved to walk away from the scene hoping to slip away silently. He however heard Sailor Moon address him as white-cape and figured he wouldn't be getting away so easily. As expected, she asked the questions that he really didn't want her to ask, mostly because he didn't even know the answers himself. So, he kept his answers vague and obvious.

"I am the Crescent Crusader," he began, glancing over his shoulder at Sailor Moon. "And I'm just here to help you...To serve you." Crusader then suddenly ducked down and sprang off the stage, sprinting off as hard as he weakened legs could take him. If there was anything he wanted to do, it was protect the identity of his host. Seamus would be inexplicably curious of the wounds he'd wake up to but he could pass it off as damage from all the commotion. Crusader stopped and pressed his back against a wall then shifted his cape aside to see the hole in his side.

"His body is so weak..." He shrugged down the wall to the ground and put pressure on the wound to get it to stop bleeding and awaited the change back. His eyes were starting to feel heavy as Seamus tried to battle to the surface but the pain was stalling it. So instead Crusader took to thinking about Sailor Moon. She was a rookie as all of them were but she seemed more confident in herself this time around. It filled him with a sense of hope and pride and confused him. Why was he so fixated with her? What did he mean when he said serve? Why did he feel so compelled to obey her? "I'll figure you out Sailor Moon, you just wait..."


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You can find me at: The celebration
Feeling pretty: Annoyed and sluggish
Hanging with: No one
Wearing: Cresent Crusader

[spacy racy]

❄ with: sailor moon, mercury, two shitennou, and naoko
❄ doing: sailor venus things, yeah~
❄ ooc: short is as short does. </3

So the youma was finished and the energy focused in Sailor Venus’ hands died down. Her hands hurt a little from the tension that the energy created. A smile died as relief set into her bones that the youma was gone and she could stop fighting for the moment. Though that was stupid on her part as Venus part of her brain reminded Kiyomi that she should always been alert. Brushing that off, the soldier of love looked at Sailor Moon, pleased that the girl was able to figure something out. Granted, there had been causalities along the way as the girl noted from looking at the fallen shitennou. And then there was whatever had kept Mars and Jupiter away from them.

Nodding, Venus jumped on to the stage and knelt beside the fallen idol. With relief, Naoko seemed alright, just unconscious from low energy. “Her energy’s tapped out. It’s probably best to get her to a hospital, though. ” She stated before turning to look at ‘white-cape’ before the man named himself as the Crescent Crusader and sprinted off. “That…” she said, flatly, “was a bit weird.” Rising from the ground, her arms crossed over her chest as she turned her gaze towards Tsuki with an eyebrow raised. Jumping down the stage,

Venus surveyed the unconscious people before shrugging and making a commenting, almost humorously."We could probably use a piece of clothing if nothing else. After everything, I doubt these people would really be missing much."

[Green Minuet]

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Suzume had found her centre. Oblivious to the sounds of battle around her, she focussed on her own fight. When the broom handle snapped over the youma's head, she leaped backwards, avoiding the creature's slashing claws. She was startled but not shaken. Dropping the broom handle, she searched the room for anything else she could use as a weapon. Suddenly her eyes stopped.

In the centre of the room, where she had last seen one of the shitennou duelling the general, the pair was still. A sword had been driven through the shitennou's midriff. Blood spattered across the ground. With a roar of rage and pain that made Suzume's heart skip, the second shitennou came flying out of the air and tackled the general to the ground. Suzume stood transfixed however, watching as the injured man's blood continued to spill out from his body.

“Oh no... No, no, no, no...” Her inner calm was broken. There was so much... so much blood. It seemed impossible for a person to have that much blood. It was like a red carpet being unfurled over the floor. It did not matter that she hardly knew the man. She felt sick. Horrified. Beside her, she heard Setsuna say something and she turned to the girl, wide eyes welling with tears. “I... I...” Her throat constricted.

Setsuna dove in to attack the youma. There was a flash and Suzume had a premonition of the other girl sliced open by the monster's claws. Then her blood was everywhere too, pooling around Suzume's feet. Some part of Suzume still seemed to be functioning on a base level. At the last second she darted forward and grabbed Setsuna by the shoulders, yanking her back out of harm's reach. “Be careful!” she begged. An image of red haunted her eyes. Though the youma did not move from their positions, they were still dangerous. Dangerous enough to kill. How could she be expected to fight an enemy like that?

Suzume’s eyes flickered back and forth as she searched for a solution. Pyrite was still grappling the general. Fluorite meanwhile had shattered one of the youma with the sword he had taken from the general. Beside her Setsuna waited impatiently. Suzume's mind whirled. She stood paralysed. She could not think clearly. Her thoughts were flooded with feelings of regret and horror. She could not shake the image of the sword embedded between the man's ribs. Something inside her broke then. Her conscious mind shut down and instinct took the wheel. Suddenly, without the clutter of her psyche, everything seemed to click into place.

Youma. Generator. General. Sword.

She nodded. “Quickly,” she said to the other girl. Crossing her arms, she extended her index and little fingers. A pink glow formed around her. “Flower… Hurricane!” A torrent of petals rushed towards the youma. Combined with Mars’ magic, they formed a deadly whirlwind of fire that enveloped the monster.

“Take down the generator!” Suzume called over the crackle of flame. “And see if you can help out Red Cape! We can’t afford any more losses!” Without waiting for so much as a nod of acknowledgement, she dashed off, ponytail bobbing behind her. As another fireball came her way, she ducked into a roll. That youma needed to be dealt with before someone was roasted. She came to halt beside Rinkai. Before he could so much as protest, she pulled the cape off his shoulders.

“Sit down. If you keep fighting, you'll bleed out,” she said, as she wrapped the cape around his torso in an attempt to staunch the blood flow. “We'll take care of the rest of the generators, so please, please just don't move any more.” She only hoped that they could destroy all the generators without making a similar sacrifice.

As gently as she could, she forced him down and slipped the sword from between his fingers. This was the weapon he had used to destroy the youma. It was heavier than she expected but she lifted it easily. She would not have to carry it long.

She raised the sword by her right ear and charged the youma that was still hurling fireballs. A warlike scream erupted from her throat. The youma stood directly in front of her. Carrying her momentum into the swing, she brought down the sword in a diagonal slash. The strike against the youma's tough skin made her hands numb, but she carried through with the attack, flicking the tip of the sword upward for another blow, either against the youma or the generator.

[Green Minuet]

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He had certainly acquired the Youma's attention. Unfortunately he had also somehow earned the ire of the Crescent Crusader. "You've got to be kidding me...!" Yuu exclaimed as a rose hissed past him. This was the thanks he got for trying to save lives? If this was what things were going to be like as a hero, he was good and ready to give it up and trade in for life as a corporate a**-hole. At least then he would be well paid.

The youma lunged at him and Yuu darted to the side, just barely avoiding her raking claws. Unfortunately he stepped right into the the Crusader's line of fire. Yuu felt a pain in his shoulder where the flower stem struck. Ripping the offending flower out, he threw it to the ground. As soon as he had done so however, another pierced his cape, pinning him in place. Yuu swore. He did not have time to remove it. The youma was firing up another round of cyclones.

When the whirlwind of feathery death came racing towards him, Yuu reacted instinctively. He raised a whirlwind of his own, spinning in the opposite direction. He watched apprehensive as the two cyclones collided. For a moment it seemed nothing happened. Then the winds began to slow slow as the whirlwinds cancelled each other out and the feathers fluttered harmlessly to the ground. Yuu focussed his attention on removing the rose in his cape.

Even as he pulled it out, yet another grazed his heel. Yuu swallowed a cry of pain and blinked back the tears. He found himself fervently wishing that he had launched the Crescent Crusader through the roof and into space.

Suddenly he heard Sailor Moon call out. ""Charlotte-kun!! Erm... KAZE-KUN!! I need your help!!"

"It's Charoite, Sailor Mook..." Yuu muttered. When Sailor Moon asked for a wind to surround her tiara, Yuu understood immediately. He sent a piercing gale to encompass the weapon. Sailor Moon called out her attack, and hurled the tiara like a chakram. It penetrated the youma's defensive cyclones and then struck her wings. After letting out a pained cry the monster collapsed and reverted back into the shape of the idol. Yuu breathed a sigh of relief.

It was hardly over though. Yuu turned his gaze to the Caped Crusader, seething. He would have loved to blast him through several walls, but Daisuke needed tending to. Shooting the Crescent Crusader a dirty look, Yuu limped off to where Sailor Moon had moved Daisuke. Inwardly he cursed the girl for moving him at all—who knew what kind of damage he might have sustained?— but he supposed she had only been trying to keep him from getting injured any more.

Methodically, Yuu began to shred his cape into small strips. The barrier surrounding the building was still up, meaning Daisuke would have to wait for professional help. Until then Yuu would just have to do his best to stop the bleeding. Tying the cloth around his companion's various wounds, Yuu tried to work gently. For Daisuke's sake it was better if he remained unconscious. After checking his pulse, Yuu activated the communicator in his bracelet.

"Fluorite, Pyrite, this is Charoite. We took care of the Youma downstairs but Titanite is down. What's your status?"

[iiCrimsonR0se]

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location :: Crystal Tokyo, Civic Center
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mood :: Nervous
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doing :: Recovering/stressing over school
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Daisuke was slowly starting to come to and saw no sight of the Youma or the white caped male. He was so sure that it was their prince. He had no proof but he just felt it. He looked at the sailor scouts and sailor moon. They all must have worked together with the prince to help defeat the enemy. He was not sure why he was moved but knew it was probably to avoid getting hit in the cross fire. Daisuke felt so useless in this battle but he knew he had found some useful information concerning the prince. He did not know who it was but knew it was the male in white. He was not sure what his title was but he knew he had to be their prince.

Daisuke was still transformed and saw Yuu coming towards him when he wrapped his wounds he winced a bit from the pain." Ouch that hurts. Chaorite your always so rough. " he said forgetting Yuu was on the communicator. He stood up weakly using his sword to hold him up slightly. " Thank you guys. Choarite might be a bit stuffy but he actually has a good heart. We appreciate your help." he said with a warm smile before taking a seat on a nearby chair. The cuts were not as deep as he thought they were he was mainly just sore from the impact agasint the wall.

Daisuke would need along soak after the trip to the hospital. he then remembered he still hadn't finished his homework assignment which was due in the morning. He was so busy with preparations and such he forgot to finish it. Maybe he could coax Yuu into it. Although Daisuke might have been a bit of an air head he knew he could Get Yuu to help him finish if he stroked his ego enough. Daisuke did ask Sanjou for help one time and even paid him. However due to the males laziness he ended up failing and having to redo the assignment and when he told Rinkai he was told he had no one but himself to blame since he should have did it from the beginning instead of taking the easy way out. Daisuke shuck his head he knew he should not be thinking of homework at a time like this but he was already skating by on this ice and this missed assignment could be what makes him sink and drown. Maybe it was better for him to have remained unconscious.

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[KitsuneAura]

honokaphoebenaoko?celsian

Sailor Mercury let out a sigh of relief as the youma faded back into human form. With no other threats to be found down here, aside from the barrier anyway, they could see to their wounded and rest up. Just for a moment, though, she told herself, because she'd left Mars and Jupiter upstairs and what she'd heard from them since was worrying. She turned to address Sailor Moon, but paused, startled as a surge of pink ribbon left the girl in her civilian form. Alarmed, she glanced at the men in the room, pushing down an urge to try and block their sight of Tsuki because it was clearly too late for that. It was bad enough two Shitennou knew what she looked like, but now these other two plus some guy who apparently liked helping youma sometimes had seen Tsuki too!

"Out of energy?" She echoed uneasily, eyes narrowing in further concern. She could feel the barrier pulling at her energy too, of course, but it hadn't been enough to force anyone else out of uniform, even after using their attacks. "I'll go see what I can find. Try and conserve what energy you have left for now..." She hesitated another moment, considering Tsuki, and then gave a quick nod before beginning her search for a first aid kit. It took a little longer than she liked, because she hadn't known exactly where to look in a building like this, but soon enough she had a small kit and was on her way back. She'd just have to hope there were enough bandages for everyone.

Titanite and the guy in white were probably the most wounded, so she cast a look around at the stage as she came back into the main room. She wasn't sure if he was supposed to be a good guy or a bad one, but the guy in white had been bleeding a lot when she'd seen him on the stairs, so she could at least see to it that he didn't bleed out until they figured him out. He wasn't there anymore, however, so she guessed he'd just have to see to himself until the barrier fell. Shrugging, she made her way over to Titanite, who had come to and pulled himself to a chair near the entrance of the room Sailor Moon had moved him to.

"I have a first aid kit, do you mind if I...?" Most of his wounds were already wrapped up with what seemed to be shreds of Charoite's cape, but she glanced him over to be sure none had been missed and then gave an approving nod. "Guess he beat me to it. I'm sure we'll be able to get you to a hospital soon, so stay strong." She still wasn't entirely sure how they were going to spin this once the barrier fell. There would be police and paramedics and they'd all want explanations about what happened. They'd probably be taken in for questioning if they were found in uniform...She bit her lip.

"You both helped us a lot, so I just- It's best if the police don't see you like this, alright? If you transform like we do, then...You should be in civilian form when they find you, okay?" Until now, the best answer was always 'leave before anyone could catch you', but he at least needed medical attention. Giving another smile, this one weak, she turned to head back to Tsuki and dropped to her knees to begin wrapping up a cut on her arm. "Tsu- Sailor Moon. If the barrier doesn't go down soon, I think Venus and I should head upstairs to help. Will you be alright if we do?"

With Tsuki too weak to transform at the moment, it was a risk to leave her on her own. But Mars and Jupiter...She'd promised she'd go back for them, hadn't she? Maybe if Venus stayed down here too, then...But no, they might need more help than just she could offer. Torn, she tried to focus just on getting those cuts bandaged for the moment. Maybe the right solution would come to her by the time she was done here.

[KitsuneAura]

One moment he'd regained his advantage and the next it was lost again. As his sword slipped from his hand and Pyrite tackled him to the ground in flurry of fire and fists, Celsian acknowledged that he'd underestimated them once again. He'd never imagined Fluorite might use his own wound in that way, but now his enemy had his sword and he was too busy struggling to do much about it for the moment. This sort of brawling wasn't his fighting style of choice, but he was strong enough to give as good as he got, throwing punches of his own and more importantly keeping those lances from killing him.

While they grappled, he felt more than heard one of his crystals shatter. Moment later, another fell and then another. The more time that passed, the further away his victory became. With an enraged yell, he shoved Pyrite back, just far enough, and drew in his energy to transport him away. He reappeared beside the last of his crystal, clutching the wound in his side and glaring the four of them down as they turned to face him. The last youma glanced back at him in surprise before moving back to a guard position, but he paid it no mind. They'd made it clear just how useless they were as shields already.

The crystal generator was struggling to uphold the barrier on its own, but he could see it would fail soon. Already the energy covering the walls was weakening almost beyond use. He'd already lost this battle, he realized suddenly, clenching a fist. But that didn't mean he was willing to lose the war. Pressing his palm to the crystal at his side, he looked at the four heroes again, promising himself that when his time came they in particular would regret this moment.

"Don't think this is over," He bit out, voice low and angry. "I am General Celsian! I've led entire planets to ruin, left their would be protectors dead at my feet!" His gaze focused on the senshi in particular then, cold and cruel. "And I will kill you again, and again, no matter how many times you come back, until you finally understand just how beneath us you really are." There was a sudden flash of energy and just like that he and the last crystal were gone.

The barrier didn't completely fail immediately, but it began gradually to fall, energy fading slowly down the walls as it worked its way down from the roof. When it reached ground level, it would sputter out of existence. The last remaining youma lurched forward to attack, abandoned and unsure of its duty, but it would be no real challenge on its own. In truth, the battle here was done.