It was pretty obvious, looking at Sugilite, that she wasn't even trying anymore. Sitting on a park bench in full nega form, tossing potato chips at the few pidgeons that were still awake and cooing at such a late hour. Matching this amazing picture of elegance was the thick winter coat she had bought the week before. It was her 'nega coat', something she'd only bring out with her when she was going to do her rounds. As an afterthought, she'd complimented it with a scarf. As cries for help went, it wasn't particularly dramatic, but at least it was warm and comfortable.

Of course, she'd be back running around and chasing senshi soon enough, maybe tomorrow night. Or the night after. But until then, they could be the ones to come and find her for once. In the mean time, she'd sit here and drain any civillians that walked past. Yes, in blatant defiance of new orders! She definitely would, after all, it wasn't as though any other officers were around to call her out on it. It wasn't as if anyone cared. Not that she cared that no one cared. Sugilite tossed the last potato chip at surprised pigeon and squinted out across the park's nearly manicured lawn, trying to will something interesting into existence.

Orangeish Sherbert