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All of this stuff in space was really wearing her out. Not physically, for Sailor Iris was as strong as an ox on even a bad day. However, mentally it was getting very tiresome to spend all of her free time essentially being a good Samaritan. At one point the meeting point was at a statue, but at one point or another it got changed to a different statue. The eternal senshi hadn't bothered to get the full details on the reason for the change.

All she knew was that the people in space ate like wild boars.

Fortunately, the burritos that she herself seemed to practically live off of were pretty damned cheap compared to most foods. With a single large box tucked under her arm, she began to walk down the street in the direction of the new meeting point. She still had a good two blocks to go before even seeing the tip-top of the statue.

However, she had to pause in step as something seemed to hit the back of her mind. There was a Lieutenant nearby.

"I know yer 'ere! Show yerself, dipsh*t!"

She heard the delicate tap of feet against the concrete as the Lieutenant approached. She didn't turn to look at him, not at first. It was only after her addressed her in such a familiar manner that she spared him a glance.

The voice was indeed familiar, and the coloration of the uniform as well (as best as she could have made out when he was on a building from the previous encounter). However, there was something that was missing in his hair from what she could tell. She quirked an eyebrow in his direction before commenting "...So th'fairy decided t'go Goth?" Apparently a black dye job meant Goth to the senshi of rainbows.

Casually, she turned her whole body around to face him, still keeping the box under her arm. She didn't really answer his first question (it was completely unnecessary in all honesty), but the mention of her current package got a response.

"A girl's gotta eat, don't she?" If it weren't for the situation in space, she probably would have been able to pummel through that box in about 4 days. "What's it matter t'ya if I wanna eat some snacks while I'm patrollin'?"

She listened to him without moving, and a look of disinterest was upon her face. When he got to questioning even further, she merely just dropped the box to her side, letting the package land with a slight thud against the ground. He was being awfully nosy and it was getting pretty annoying pretty fast.

"Don't get why yer tryin' t'impress me..." she commented as she tightened up one hand into a fist before smacking it into the open palm of her other hand. Wrapping that opened hand about the other, she cracked her knuckles in a threatening manner. "And it ain't that hard t'believe a senshi of my stature would need t'eat a lot... I do keep pretty active... why would it matter t'ya if I plan t'eat so much or not?"

She loosely then shifted her posture a bit into something that seemed to resemble a fighting stance, though it wasn't any sort of recognizable martial art stance. "All I know is I owe someone a beat down fer somethin' they said last time!" She grinned in a cocky manner, ready to smear a face into the asphalt.

He certainly was taking his time preparing for the fight, casually asking questions as if to try to distract her from the matter that she owed him a beat down.

"I'd be impressed if ya grew a sack," she offered snidely. The comments about weight didn't seem to bother her. Sailor Iris obviously didn't consider herself to be overweight by any means. She was six foot even in height, so naturally she'd have to weigh a decent amount. She wasn't going to be a flimsy model, but most of her base weight was muscle.

His constant questioning about the burritos was really starting to get annoying, and she rather easily called him out on it. "Ya sound like a broken record..."

And then he said it. He taunted her. He taunted the wrong senshi of rainbows. It didn't even take half a second from when he made the taunt for the senshi to charge at him, swinging a fist towards his stomach swiftly.

That was her answer to his question of if she was still upset.

A smile seemed to spread across her face as she felt her fist connect with the target. Or maybe it was because of the ridiculous weapon the Lieutenant had. It was a bit hard to determine the cause of her smile.

When the Lieutenant hit the ground, the senshi did pause for a moment so she could merely comment "So yer th'flamingo fairy, eh?" That was enough of a break in the action for her tastes, for soon enough she was already back in his face. She most certainly had a heavy preference towards fighting with her fists, and it was soon enough obvious as she swung again, this time with an uppercut aimed for his jaw.

The Lieutenant's hits all managed to make their mark, however, there seemed to be a distinct difference in power. Sailor Iris' actions had been acting, where as the flamingo toting Negaverse agent seemed to be reacting to the situation. The Lieutenant wasn't in control of the situation.

The backhand to the stomach barely got an acknowledgement, and the shoulder jab to the gut managed to get a bit of a grunt from the eternal senshi. With a partial grin, she then did something to show how "in control" of this situation she was.

The blonde reached out and grabbed the top edge of his pants now that he was bending forward.

Yes, Sailor Iris was attempting to give him a wedgie.

If there was one thing that Sailor Iris could give this guy, it was the fact he knew how to get himself out of a wedgie scenario. She couldn't help but laugh a bit as his foot seemed to almost flail at her as he wiggle-wormed his way out of her hold.

He obviously must have had practice in getting out of such a situation. It didn't say much about him as a person at all. Since he had managed to wiggle his way out of the situation, the senshi leaned over and picked up the plastic flamingo by the neck. Her gold eyes seemed to look it over as if she was considering something, but then her eyes glanced down to a pair of eyes that matched her own.

"...and 'ere I thought most guys liked it when chicks got in their pants..."

"I know a fair few guys who like it when the girls get in the pants... but whatever ya say... fairy!" Her eyes went back to glancing over the flamingo again. It was pretty hilarious how so many Lieutenants got the crappiest weapons. Once she was finished looking the object over, she merely threw it behind her and away from the fight. The awkward size and shape of the plastic flamingo could have potentially helped him out at various points. She was removing any potential benefits he could gain, even if it seemed as if he wasn't going to be getting too far in this fight.

When he pushed back to his feet, the senshi commented quite honestly "...that's respectable... gettin' back up even if ya know yer gonna lose..." In all honesty, it was something she would have done if the tables had been turned. That didn't mean she was going to go easy on him though. The senshi cracked her knuckles hiding under the white gloves, as if she was getting ready to resume the pummeling.

"I think it's time fer ya t'start seein' some new colors!"

With that, she rushed him again. However, instead of her fist aiming to connect to anything, her head was aimed for his gut, almost as if she was trying to headbutt him. It was only when she was close to him that the true intent of her move became obvious as she seemed to almost wrap her arms about his waist. It felt more like she was trying to pull a wrestling move on his a**.