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The road was twisted and more than littered with obstacles in its path, but Sailor Chibimoon was slowly working her way down it into some semblance of a quiet life here in Destiny City. She'd faced Sailor Pegasus and found the acceptance and quiet forgiveness she'd craved so much from the host of her reborn love. It wasn't friendship, but that would come with time and wasn't something that the lost princess had expected. Even thinking about it did bring a smile to the teen's lips as she moved through the shadows of Destiny City.

Some of the senshi these days chose to patrol in their civilian forms, hands on their henshin pens and ready to transform at the delicate scent that was youma or Negaverse interference into their world. Sailor Chibimoon was a creature of habit, however, and chose to do her duty fully transformed. More often than not it got her into a decent fight with a nasty monster out to steal the seeds of poor, unsuspecting civilians and she liked it that way. It was only a real pity that she hadn't yet run into one of the officers of the opposition, so she could send a happy little message back to the scary b***h queen that she no longer had protection from.

Yeah, it wasn't wise. But it was all she had, and all she could do!

Hearing the name her parents had given her echo through the dark city streets had that pink head whipping around in confusion and more than a little bit of eagerness. Maybe there were more awakened souls here than they had thought? Maybe this was one of her friends? Breathless anticipation warred with caution and anticipation won out as pink-heeled feet carried her back towards the sound. Excitement turned to confusion, and then a dawning bit of light horror as one of her personal goals was reached.

She was meeting her first Negaverse officer....for the second time, apparently!

Gloved fingers tightened and ruby eyes showed disappointment that was (hopefully) quickly masked before pink lips tipped upwards. "Serandite. You remembered me! I wasn't sure that anyone from that place was really real, but I guess you are. Captain, right?" That meant that their powers were on-par, something that had previously been untrue for the Lady of the Death Phantom. Except the Lady was gone, and in her place was a slightly unsure-of-herself Super senshi who couldn't quite control her powers.

It was this personal revelation that had the teen standing rather stiffly despite the smile, hands knitting together at her waist nervously. It didn't feel right, to have this girl carry back a message to her queen after a royal butt-kicking. Chibimoon liked Serandite. How problematic!

Unable to help herself, Chibimoon's nose wrinkled up at the height comparison, Serandite's hand easily went over the Moon senshi's head. "You are the taller now, I am only about 148 centimeters tall. Ah." There was an almost absent look as the senshi tried to recall how tall that was in the Imperial system used here in America. "A little under five feet? My mama was very short." It wasn't unusual for her to be so very short in Crystal Tokyo, or even today's version of the city, but apparently American genetics were much more predisposed to height than Asian ones!

It was very hard for her to say the next words, and there was no real way to make it any easier than a conscious and physical step back away from Serandite. Things had never been this awkward before, she'd never known anyone before, and it was not comfortable. How did you tell someone you liked, who you wanted to be friends with, that you were now one of their mortal enemies? "It is actually a very old outfit for me. I am...well." The pose was like breathing, fingers in a vee sideways across her eyes.

"Sailor Chibimoon, Senshi of Love and Justice!" The declaration was usually loud, proud, and full of conviction. But when you didn't want to fight the person in front of you, what did you do? That wasn't something that Chibiusa had ever been taught, Sailor Moon had always refused to fight her friends and had instead simply taken a beating. Sailor Moon wasn't at all the smartest lightbulb in the box.

Shoot.

It wasn't hard to evade something that was as big as a two-door coupe when you were barely five feet tall, Chibimoon simply dodged through its legs while firing back a retort at the girl she was already mourning as a friend, Negaverse Captain or not. They'd been in the weird place together, had survived together when others had not; the pang of Wiseman's memory was still just as fresh and painful, causing a falter in the senshi's step. "That is a little impressive. I wish I had one, but we do not get to pick what we are. I am what I am." It was the only way that the girl could apologize for the fact that they were going to be forced to fight each other.

Maybe, one day, she would have the power to fix that. Fix people the way mama had been able to fix them. That thought had her reaching up for her tiara and wincing internally at the same time. It was probably not going to be at all effective, but it was a sure bet, unlike the other weapons Sailor Chibimoon had at her disposal. "Black Lady is gone, but Serenity remains, I am Small Lady again as before. Moon Tiara Magic!" The shining disc flew out towards the automated rabbit, towards what goal the senshi couldn't name. Maybe if she talked fast enough, Serandite might back off.

And maybe, her papa might show up. Pigs might fly. She might wake up from this awful dream. She might speak French.

Lots of things weren't about to happen for Chibimoon.

The mild complaint about her seriousness, of all things, had the diminutive princess smiling with a tiny bit of mirth. It was a very strange thing to say when someone had attacked, but the statement on her aims was very accurate. "I do not like mistakes. If you toy with an enemy, you make them, and you die." Usagi had always rather toyed with her enemies, trying to get them to relent and willingly surrender. Her daughter was not so kind, nor so easy with the idea. Had an enemy surrendered mid-battle she would, of course, immediately halt her assault and do what she could to purify the person.

If she could.

"I have seen many mistakes. One of them is your queen." The tiara was gripped in her hands, sigil of the moon shining almost defiantly on her forehead in the dim light. "Was I not very serious before?" This has her frowning a bit in consideration - Chibimoon was certainly a bit more light-spirited than the Lady, wasn't she? That was a rather distressing thought, and not one at all she liked.

Times Chibimoon Wished She Was In Japan: Number steadily climbing. It would have been so much easier to retort in a language she was familiar with, explain to this girl why Beryl was wrong and everything needed to stop. That she had been tricked and this was not ever what Endymion had wanted for his planet, nor would ever want for his planet! Well, her planet as well. She was his daughter, had been born here, and knew it well enough through both him and Helios.

The earth did not need Queen Beryl. In the slightest. Nor did it really need her, but as long as there was Chaos to combat, she would be there to fight it. There was nothing left to do, in the end of all things. At least, until someone showed up with miraculous answers!

Trying the best she could, Chibimoon shook her head. "Goals are not. Death is bad. I do not kill, you should not kill. Beryl likes the death. So much death, all over Earth. Prince Endymion would not approve." Her mouth was in a fine line, nodding as her point was made and Serandite expressed her regret in underestimating Chibimoon. It was something that happened often, and usually for the better.

Unfortunately, the Moon senshi didn't want to hurt Serandite. Purify her certainly, make friends with her all over again definitely, but not harm her or kill her! Putting a white glove over her eyes for a minute, Chibi smiled. "See no evil. I do not see a Negaverse agent. Just a girl from a dream. Maybe I am asleep?" It was a sad smile, but a bit lighter than before; the less fighting she had to do, the better!

A shudder ran through the girl at the thought of the 'white apples' that had been lying in the middle of the road. "I still will not eat apples after that. I am sad that we had to meet like that, if it is going to end like this. But I am not sad I met you." Backing away, Chibimoon's eyes scanned the area as she looked up and away for a easy ledge to hop upon. Finding a sturdy roof of a local business, the sheer pink ribbon fluttered at her back like a jellyfish's tentacles, or a butterfly's wings.

Standing atop the building, there was a respectful curtsy and salute before the girl headed off into the dark. Staying any longer exposed both girls to a situation that wouldn't be pretty to face, and truth be told, Chibi didn't quite feel like fighting any longer. Youma be damned there were more than enough senshi, even bad ones, out to handle them that night.

It didn't take long before Allie Williams was pushing at her bedroom window, crawling inside and curling up in bed. There were no tears, just the feeling that no matter how hard she tried, she was still drowning. But then, who ever said being a senshi was easy?