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((After Sailor Navi found Quinn/Sailor Leto in her room post-battle and busted up, she contacted everyone should could get a hold of in the DMC and brought Quinn to the hospital. Assume that this is the next day and your civ was informed that Quinn was back at home and they're visiting her at the apartment~ There's really no post order unless anyone really wants one!))

Quinn sat up in her bed with a loud groan. Holy ******** did she ever feel like she got hit by a bus. A bus in a miniskirt and high heels, as a matter of fact. She rubbed at her eyes, realizing after the fact that it was probably a bad idea since her face was swollen and bruised all along her cheekbones. Her nose was bandaged and she had a giant brace on her right leg. How incredibly sexy.

It was only a day later and she was already tired of being in bed. She swung her legs over the side of her bed and stared down at her blood-stained carpet just below her hanging mirror. Well that was unfortunate. She gripped onto her nightstand and forced herself to her feet. Wincing, she took a very lop-sided step. She refused to use crutches, they just looked ******** ridiculous, and she figured she looked ridiculous enough with the bandages on her face.

She hobbled past her mirror, refusing to look at it- she didn’t want to see herself looking so weak and defeated. She pushed her door open and eventually (really, really slowly) made her way into the living room. Flopping on the couch, she just sort of… Sat there, staring at the tv that was turned off. For the first time since getting pummeled yesterday, Quinn could see her pathetic looking reflection in the black of the television.

Quinn's attention turned from the black and silent tv to stare at her door. The door was knocking. Well, not literally. Clearly someone was on the other side doing said knocking. She frowned a little as she looked from her leg to the door, gauging the space she would have to walk to answer it. Lydia had been doing so much for her through the last day that she didn't wanna call for her to grab the door. Well, this was a predicament. She really wasn't expecting guests though, considering she had been ignoring her cell phone for the last 24hrs.

She figured yelling at the door- and whoever was on the other side- was good enough. "Come in!" She called as loudly as she possibly could have, her voice still hoarse and raw sounding. When Raven entered the apartment she would have no doubt that the girl sitting on the couch was Sailor Leto in civilian form. Unless there were a whole bunch of girls in Destiny City with busted up faces and giant leg braces... Which, considering Destiny City, was entirely possible.

Quinn's eyes almost looked like the were one solid color- her irises their usual deep, dark red and the whites of her eyes still bloodshot. It was a mix of getting hot peppers in her eyes, crying for hours, and not sleeping. She stared at the blond girl that walked through her door. She knew her name and she had a handful of get-well-soon-things, so it must be for her. She blinked. Navi's name was mentioned? Slowly, things were starting to piece themselves together. She nodded slowly at the girl.

"Yeah, I'm Quinn." And then Raven introduced herself as Sailor Lesath and everything made sense. The confused look on Quinn's face shifted into a more welcoming smile and she laughed quietly. "Wish I could meet you under better circumstances, though." Her smile shifted into her typical grin. She was trying her best to stay positive, even if she did look and feel like s**t.

Most days while the sun was still up, Jett could have found any number of socially acceptable things to be doing. He could be at work, maybe at school, maybe picking a fight or beating the crap out of something—or someone. Or, he could be at home—sleeping. Instead, he was running errands. Necessary, but not particularly fun. He’d gone to work today, though they’d sent him home early when the power surged and knocked out electricity.

Which gave him four hours of nothing to do.

Which put some interesting ideas in his head.

Not necessarily one for sentiments, it wasn’t really in his list of things to do to make house visits and check on battered allies, but curiosity compelled him—as it always did. Sans the brief interaction he’d had in the park, he hadn’t participated in any group activities with the team he was supposed to be a part of, and now that he had some spare time on his hand after getting settled in, Jett figured it wouldn’t kill him to drop by.

There was a certain level of anxiety at the prospect of exchanging civilian identities; a part of Jett very much wanted to keep Sailor Remarque’s business quite separate from Jett Draven’s, but at the end of the day, they were still the same person, weren’t they?

He didn’t need to deal with the internal conflict of keeping different identities separate.

Jett knocked on the apartment door with confidence, never suspecting he might have the wrong location. He used the door frame as an arm rest and adjusted the messenger bag only just slightly so it wasn’t digging into his shoulder. His hair was down and he was still dressed in a semi-professional manner; sans a pit stop at the convenience store, he had just come from work.

But then, it seemed not all of them were polite enough to use the door.

The mirror shimmered, patches of purple and black revealing the identity of the visitor long before he actually stepped out of the mirror. It was certainly a better execution than faceplanting all over the toof of the apartment building, but still a little too fast.

Still a near stumble on the way out, nearly dropping the bag he was carrying - but that might have been caused by the fact that there was someone else with Quinn. Someone he wasn't aware was also of the dark mirror.

...This could be bad.

"...Hey, 'sup... ?" Aheheheh. God if these two were civilians Leto was going to kill him.

"Two," Quinn said to Raven. "Two Super Senshi." Her fists clenched even just thinking about Albireo and Pomona. At least Albireo had the decency of grabbing a mirror for her to fall into after she kicked her a** (literally). She adjusted herself on the couch slightly after Raven sat next to her. She leaned forward as best as she could with one leg that couldn't bend and put the flowers on the coffee table, then tied the balloon to one of the table's legs. She sat back and took the bear from her.

"Thanks, you didn't hafta do that," she said quietly, hugging the bear to her. She had a feeling there would be a lot of nights to come that would hurt like hell.

When the door knocked a second time, Quinn rolled her eyes and groaned. Seriously? Apparently she needed to tape a 'Just come on in!' sign to her door. She used the arm of the couch to push herself to her feet. Thankfully Raven was amazing and went to answer the door for her, even though Quinn totally would've said that she could definitely answer it on her own.

Raven opened the door and once again Quinn was staring at some ranadom blond that she didn't know. She supposed it was safe to say that Navi contacted Requiem's team as well. Particularly remembering that when Requiem chose her teammates she called Lesath and Remarque "hot blond" and "hot blond" - maybe this was hot blond number two?

Quinn's attention was immediately stolen away from the two blond's at the door when she noticed the familiar shimmer of her mirror right before it was about to be walked-through. When Deneb Kaitos stumbled out, Quinn couldn't help but laugh. She looked from Deneb to Raven, to the guy at the door.

A large grin spread across her face yet again. Oh, this would be fun.

Jett's suspicion was evident even on his face. He tilted his head just lightly, raised a brow, and gave Raven an unamused look. He couldn't help but glance over her shoulder, curious as to what it was she seemed to be hiding from him. That she was standing so conspicuously in the doorway and hadn't yet invited him in was irritating him slightly.

"Yeah. I was, actually," he answered, words slow as he looked her over again. "Do you live here or something? Kind of rude to keep people standing out on the doorstep. Of course, if this is a bad time or something, I could just leave. Do you even live here? I thought you lived halfway across town or something."

...Well, Quinn didn't look like she was about to kick his a**. In fact, the was laughing, with did earn her a bit of a blank stare in answer.

...But mostly, god damn, Navi wasn't kidding. It was easy to see the anger leak out in his body language - in the way his hands closed into fists the second he saw her injuries - but the two blondes seemed busy with each other, so Deneb Kaitos swerved right in the bathroom.

...Then came right back out of it as Joshua. And how would Joshua have gotten there in the first place ?

...Magic, clearly.