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Dipping her head down, Dia peeked into the parked car to examine the contents lurking within the darkened vehicle. It was the third of a row of cars parked along the street that she'd investigated, peering in hopes of finding a forgotten, unlocked handle and possible treasures within.

The week before, she'd managed to scrounge up a good hundred dollars or so in loose dollar bills and various cute knick-knacks. It wasn't as if people left important things like jewelry or electronics in their cars when they went into their homes, but sometimes, sometimes, she'd find something worth a decent value worth nabbing for the sake of pawning or, if cute enough, keeping.

This particular door opened with a small click. The red honda was older, but not completely dilapidated. She could already see a couple spare dollars sitting in the cupholder - score!

She nearly bonked her head on the roof the car when the voice suddenly addressed her from out of nowhere. Maybe it was the softness of the other senshi's aura that caused her to miss the signs, maybe she was too focused on her task at hand to care. Either way, she'd failed to see the senshi before the little blonde...er...brunette girl was upon her.

"My Momma?" The sassy comment from the sailor scout hit home faster than it probably would have with any other insult. Brushing her hair out of the way, she took one last glance around the car for anything of value that she might have missed. Nope, no go. "My Mother happens to be dead. No, she didn't teach me anything. Maybe yours forgot to teach you that it's not nice to sneak up on others?"


Pocketing the cash, she shot a glare at the other girl while rising from out of the car. Letting out a soft hmph, she tacked on, "....sweetcheeks."

"What, this?"

Her hand dipped back down into her belt, pulling out the cash. She folded them out, straightening the wrinkled paper as she counted out the bills one by one in front of the Order senshi slowly. One...two...three....four. Four dollars in total, that this snippy woman was harping at her over. Four.

One candy striped leg moved in front of the other, closing the gap between them. As her black heel clicked with one final step to ensure she was still out of swinging range of this beastly woman, she made an exaggerated motion to crumple of the money, wadding it all into a large ball before tossing it carelessly in the direction of the other girl.

"You look like you could use it more than me. Y'know, for a uniform that doesn't look like it came out of some thrift store."

As the glowing dust hit her, she closed her eye and braced for the incoming pain. Only... it never happened.

Opening her eyes, she stared down at herself, a soft glowing aura now surrounding her. Wait...what?

There wasn't enough time to question (or mock) the senshi's attack, for just as soon as her mouth opened to make a catty comment, she let out a loud oompth from the connection the girl's arm made to her stomach. Dia found herself flying backwards from the effect, her breath stolen from her momentarily.

Instinctively, her hand went up and her palm opened. A moment later, a hard piece of candy fell into her grasp and she hurled it back at the fiendish woman while her other arm moved down to grip her aching stomach.

"A...little...sugar....to sweeten...you up."

Words were difficult to utter out, but she was never one to miss out on a catty comment. Still gripping her stomach, eyes watched with pained glee at the senshi finding herself stuck in place, even if it was only a matter of time before she freed herself.

It was enough time, at least, to buy Dia a much needed exit from the scene of the crime.

With a blink, the pink haired, still obnoxiously bright senshi vanished into the air, no doubt to the Negaspace to try to attempt to de-glowify herself, as well as mend her hurting stomach.