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Unaware of the events that were about to take place, a Senshi decked in black, white and gray was on the prowl, but not so much for the same reasons as another Senshi. Normally, Sailor Tsui, Senshi of Tigers and all around unofficial street police for the area roughly around St. Mags' Seminar, would have taken her duty as a White Moon senshi with pride and great enthusiasm. No, she didn't find the task to be boring and she always enjoyed the power that came with the transformation, and nor was she suddenly afraid after a few encounters in the past. Instead, it was the most recent encounter with the Negaverse General that had gotten Tsui into a more introverted mindset.

Her patrols were more observatory than proactive, with the knowledge of what Benitoite had told her (taken with a grain of salt, of course) about the Negaverse and their cause ever on her mind. This meant that she was more hesitant to strike out or even seek out a member of the Negaverse, though not in fear of harming them or Benitoite finding out, but she wanted to keep on good terms with them, if only to learn more about them.

No, this didn't mean that she was willing to join their side, or even fancy the thought. It simply meant not picking fights with them unless one of them brought the fight to her. It was just that simple.

However, this excluded members of the Dark Mirror Court, as well as youma, from her truce. After what Kallichore had told her of their origins, and her own encounters (with Remarque's ever to present in her mind), she simply found it hard to understand them, and she didn't really want to. Benitoite said that they were merely seeking a way home, but that didn't match up with her previous encounters at all. So, the Dark Mirror Court were fair game for the Senshi of Tigers...

And it seemed as if she was in luck, as she could sense a dark presence. Of course, she wasn't going to get her hopes up; a dark presence could mean a DMC, or a youma, or even another Negaverse lieutenant. There was only one way to find out. Tsui moved towards the dark feeling, knowing that he or she would be able to sense her as well but perhaps she could at least get the jump on them. And what better way to get the jump on them than to take the high road, and she moved onto the top of the buildings, using her refined gymnastic skills to the best of her ability. 'High ground should give me the chance to see what I'm up against... as well as a good escape.'

The voice that called to her didn't ring a bell, and Tsui risked a glance over the edge of the parapet she was on to get a better look at her would-be opponent. By his appearance and the black on his attire, he was definitely a Senshi, though from this angle it was hard to tell if he was Corrupt or a member of the Dark Mirror Court. 'I don't see a gaping hole in his head or chest, but then again, I'm rather high up. Need to get a closer look...'

She'd have no choice but to reveal herself in full soon, and what better way than to get a good scare in? Her plan was simple; she'd find a rock or piece of gravel, toss it behind him, and as he turned to look behind, she'll leap down and let out a yell, and if he was a Senshi of the Negaverse, she'd simply use his surprise to make a run for it. Simple enough, right?

So Tsui scooped up a rock and gave it a toss, hoping she didn't hit the poor fellow and trying to arc it over him, aiming at the trash cans just beyond the lamp light. Stage one, distraction, and without bothering to see if he'd fall for it, she initiated stage two. Pounce!

Tsui wasn't sure what surprised her more; the fact that her ploy had worked, or the fact that he had apologized for giving a frightened yelp. Whichever one it was, it certainly saved him from getting a Tiger Fist Strike to the face the moment he turned around, as it took Tsui by surprise, and she was certain that she failed to hide this even as she fell into a combative pose. Fists curled, legs spread apart and ready for anything (well, except the Dark Mirror Senshi's apology), the Senshi of Tigers was ready for a scuffle.

She took in his appearance, grateful to see that his forehead and chest were, in fact, intact and whole. Not a member of the Negaverse, which was all she really needed to know.

In reply to his apology, she gave a playful spat, not yet gathering her white energy into her arms but more than prepared to do so if she needed to. After all, maybe he was a peaceful DMC? "Well, I'm DOWN here now. Wanna talk, or should we get straight to the dance?"

Sailor Tsui was not the type of senshi that could be silenced, though it seemed that her would-be opponent was doing a great job in being the first to do so with relative ease. Not that it lasted for long, as the Tiger senshi found her voice again, and she could not refrain from allowing some of her humor to slip into her tone as she addressed him. "Aw... you're sweet, for a member of the Chaos faction. Well, as flattered as I am that you think I'm pretty... I suppose if you want a fight, then I'll be happy to oblige!"

He wasn't like the other DMC she had met, that was for certain. Remarque was polite, but a cool, tactful polite, as this one seemed more genuine in his mannerisms. And he was absolutely nothing compared to the one she ran across named Navi- Tsui barely held back a shudder at the thought of ever running into that one again. Unaware of who this Senshi was or what physical capabilities he might have had, Tsui felt it was necessary to start off the fight first, and no sooner did she tighten her fists again did the white aura gather at her fists and arms, and she charged forward with a yell, hoping to take advantage of that jumpyness she saw earlier to land a hit, or at least startle him if she missed.

"Tiger Fist Strike!!!"

Tsui had known that her attack was always going to put her at risk of either missing completely, hitting the wall or another inanimate object, or hitting her opponent (and it'd be the one opponent that felt like hitting a brick wall), but it was always a risk that she was willing to take. She was a go-getter, do or die, so it was no surprise that she was able to not only collide with her opponent, but she received a stiff fist to the jaw. Whether it was a well aimed strike or a lucky shot, it sent the Tiger Senshi sprawling, hitting the ground and rolling for a few feet.

She wasn't down for long, as years of gymnastics had given her the ability and skill to catch herself into a tumble and rolled back to her feet, and the way she stood made it seem as though she had never messed up at all. Well, at least on the outside. On the inside, she felt her legs shaking and the momentary awareness of her own mortality caught up with her but only for a second. She gave a spat, rubbing where Virtus had hit her with the back of her palm and surprised that there wasn't any blood when she pulled away. "Got quite a punch, I'll give you that. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you learned a few things from Remarque. How is he, by the way?"

It was a guess, anyway. Tsui had no idea what connections this DM Senshi had with him, but she was certain that the DMC was more tight knit than her own court. Besides, if she was wrong, then she's take it easy on the guy... maybe do another charge and then call it a day. She may have been the Senshi of Tigers, but that didn't make her a ruthless killer, did it?

She spread her legs apart and curled her hands into fists, letting him know that while she was waiting for a reply, she was ready for another pass. He asked so politely for a fight, and she was going to oblige. The two of them NEEDED a good scuffle, it seemed.

The Tiger Senshi gave a low chuckle, a sound that would have let the girls on the school ground know that they were about to receive a harsh beating. And she was certain that her opponent could read the underlying growl that came with it. "Not really a friend. More like a rival, and I owe him a beating when I see him next. Gotta get strong enough to be on equal grounds with him, and if that means having a session with you, then so be it."

Tsui wasn't going to take out her anger on this guy, just for his acquaintance with Remarque. Not when a member of the DMC had done the same to her, just for being a friend, or even associated, with the Senshi, Ate. Oh, Tsui would have loved to have gotten her revenge against Remarque, but not at the expense of a kid that seemed only interested in doing his team proud.

She respected that, so when he came charging at her again, she opted not to strike him with another magic attack. Instead, she opted to give a charge of her own and tried ducking his fists, allowing them to either hit air or her back, as she drove a shoulder into his gut, hoping to force him to bend over so that she could return the blow earlier with an uppercut of her own.

To give Virtus credit, his tenacity to keep swinging, even when she rammed a shoulder into his gut had paid off, getting a few blows on her own back and though it wasn't enough to drop her, Tsui had to take a moment to leap back and rub her shoulders after the uppercut. She could have taken advantage of him being down to give him a few kicks, but Tsui refrained, merely taking to pacing as she waited for him to get back up.

He was much lighter than she thought he'd be, and she wasn't that big of a girl (in fact, she was pathetically 5' tall) and most of her muscles were in her legs. Given how easy he went down, Tsui made two assumptions.

Either he was far weaker than she thought, or he was playing her for a fool and was building up for a spectacular attack.

Finally, she was able to rub away the pain and she ceased her pacing, standing at a defensive position once more and calling to Virtus. "Alright, get up. Don't let Remarque's training go to waste..."

Sure, her words were more motivational than they should have been, from a White Moon soldier to the Dark Mirror, but it was riddled with double meaning. Perhaps he'd take it as a challenge and that would wile him up, or it'd simply motivate him to get up and try again. Either way, Tsui was prepared carry on the fight. She had a good feeling that she could win, but she wasn't going to make it easy for either one of them... "Come at me."