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The restaurant was a sit-down place, but barely, which was good for Andrea, because it meant he could work eight to twelve hours a week as a host. He did not mind the job because his friend Nora was usually there, and even when they did not work the same shifts, he could at least share stories with her and she understood perfectly. Tonight was one of the nights they worked together, but so far, things had been busy enough that the boy figured he would have to wait until his break time to talk to her.

... Or perhaps not, he thought worriedly as Nora's shriek pierced the air. Andrea had been about to seat a family of five, but he held up one finger to indicate that he needed a moment; the concerned looks on the faces of the parents indicated that they had gathered there was something wrong, though. The sophomore grabbed the walkie-talkie that sat up at the host's table, and pressed the button down to ask the obvious question to the bunch in the kitchens.

"Hey, uh, what's going on?"

The kitchen had been splendid for Rotch, the inviting smell of energy rising with the commotion of a busy night of cooking. The cooks, who were probably thinking they were relieving their worst nightmare, scrambled about themselves, but not before shortly hearing a hissing blast that caused them all to crouch down in pain. Falling to the ground to run on his many hands and legs, Rotch rushed by, letting his antenna smack about before finding victims to pull into his multi-armed embrace and suck dry. It was delicious, and he salivated on a good many of the cooks and a few bus boys before rushing out of the kitchen.

More. More. There were more people all rushing, expending energy in their haste to get away. “Rrrroootttccchhh”, the man hissed, letting the wings against his back rise up and flicker before going back to rest on his sleek, multi-sectioned body. In the mad rush, he raced between legs, tripping people over to quickly grab the fallen and while they streamed and kicked, latched his mouth over theses to muffle them before he sapped out there energy. Once done, he left a slimy drool over their mouths and left them worn as he went about finding others.

Nora couldn't believe her eyes as the man-monster scuttled across the restaurant, this was just plain awful! She'd heard of the monster sightings around the city, knew some people who had seen them -- knew of some people who'd wound up in the hospital because of them -- but until this point, she'd been lucky enough to have never seen one herself. And now the most disgusting monster anyone could dream up was here at her workplace, doing harm.

She had no idea what to do -- there the monster went, sucking the life out of her customers at table 7 -- she really didn't know what to do.

"Andy, there's - there's some kind of... bug thing in here!" she answered her friend, who had probably noticed it already by this point. There was always the option of smashing it with a rolled-up newspaper, but the thing seemed far too big for that to be effective. The cups in the restaurant were also too small to catch it in one.

Nora panicked around the tables of the store trying to reach her coworkers, unsure of how she should behave around what looked very much like dead bodies -- and then a uniform familiar to anyone paying attention to the local news burst into the store, and the girl breathed a small sigh of relief. If the sailor senshi were as good as they were seeming lately, this one would certainly be able to do something!

Primly, she locked her hands behind her back. There was a reason why this was one of her best Cardians--gross enough to make some of them run, but skilled enough to catch them. Heheh.

She scowled at the senshi. "Ugh, no, no one called you." Hadn't Ilie stomped on the squawking thing? She had! So why was this senshi here now--how annoying. How disgusting. Oh well--the Cardian could take care of the senshi. Ilie had bigger fish to... um... Well, she could do something different!

So she followed the pink-haired girl, reached out to snag an arm. "Come here," she ordered--if she got enough leverage, she was going to use it to pull Nora back towards her.

When Ilie spoke, Bellatrix looked and saw a umm,...rather green girl. Her first thought was 'wtf, Elphaba fail?' but seeing as this was a restaurant and NOT the arts center, Bell was willing to bet the chick was most certainly with the giant roach.

Bellatrix's attention, though, was soon reclaimed by the Cardigan as it let out a hiss. She winced, the noise paining her ears. Seeing that the creature was once more on the prowl, Bellatrix knew she couldn't let it harm any more of these people. She knew her attack wouldn't kill it (hell, what COULD kill a roach?) but maybe she'd be able to tick it off and have it come after her instead...lure it away and phone someone who could take care of it.

Resolved, Bellatrix's face took on a look of determination and she held her hands out beside her as swirling rings of energy began to form. Bellatrix knew she had to be focused and determined or else her attack would fail. Couldn't have that happening now!

"Amazon Chakram"

Bellatrix tossed the rings at the Cardigan. With any luck, her aim was hopefully improved, along with her new found...fortitude.

Having obtained her grip on the pink-haired girl's arm, she was not impressed at the girl's choice not to answer her question. Well, that was alright; there was more than one way to skin a member of the feline genus.

Or to suck a human's energy dry. Ilie had such problems remembering which was which. "Rotch," she called commandingly, and she gave Nora a shove towards the monster. A woman behind it was pulling her child away, running for the door, past the senshi. Was that love?

Hm. Rings of... light flew from the senshi towards her Cardian, and Ilie scowled. "Surely you could take this time to properly style your hair," she snapped, more out of habit since the restaurant--almost empty by now--was still full of the cacophonous screaming. "Perhaps braid it entirely?"

As Nora was tugged and passed around like some sort of human bargaining chip, she struggled against Ilie's grip, but for a moment she was stuck in the dreaded Princess Grab and could only squirm and writhe while she watched Andrea try to make his way towards her. In the meanwhile, over the senshi's battle cry, the distressed waitress was doing the only thing someone in her position could do: give the strange green-haired person a stern talking-to.

"I can't believe you're doing something like this, and in a family restaurant, of all places! You should be ashamed of yourself, you... you-- whatever you are! That pet of yours is making a complete mess and there. Are. CHILDREN in here! I can't believe the nerve you have, that you'd be hurting all these people in front of their families! Didn't anyone ever teach you people that violence doesn't solve anything? I never--"

And then she was ungracefully thrown to the ground in front of the man-roach-alien-thing -- her uniform was an absolute mess now -- but the important thing was now her eyes were on her.

"Oh, dear."

Giving a small yelp, she scuttled backward as fast as the creature was scuttling forward, until she was backed into the tablecloth of Table 9, where the Three Springdom Rolls that had been recently brought to it were still steaming hot and smelling delicious.

"Please, whatever you think you're trying to do -- killing people isn't going to do it!" Nora stammered, drawing her legs up close to her chest.