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Oumuamua was having a pretty good night, really. A nice patrol, ended with a gourmet Mountain Dew and Dorito cupcake that was fantastic, surprisingly, and she was coupling it with a Dew from the convenience store, specifically a Mountain Dew Black, to complete her night. Honestly, the senshi knew it was quite possibly th3e most nerdy, geeky end to her night, but she got to enjoy these when her siblings weren't looking... Mostly because they did not agree with her taste in snacks sometimes...

But damnit she deserved her nerduy fancy cupcake and Dew! The senshi of beer settled on a seat in the park, stretching her legs pleasantly as she began to nibble at her treat, looking about contentedly before fishing her senshi phone out to, well, mess around with. Nothing could go wrong with Dew, a snack, and gadgets, surtely!

Oumuamua was completely delighted to meet someone new! But then for Oumuamua, meeting new people who didn't want to fight her coupled with some nerd-tier indulgences was absolutely ideal, and the senshi offered her hand to shake smoothly, beaming warmly.

"Sailor Oumuamua, Senshi of Beer. Nice to meet you! And I never mind company. Anybody not trying for my blood is always welcome." Really, she liked people, but as much as she could swing a fist?.... Well even she got tired of fighting. Currently.

Truthfully she'd be fine after a night or two. The senshi also probably wouldn't have known what a chibi senshi was beyond... "Small". Oumuamua honestly only knew the word from growing up a Courcel, but not in context of Senshi. And Mary didn't really seem all that small to Oumuamua in the slightyest.

"So, has it been quiet for you tonight as well?" The senshi pat beside her, inviting Mary to sit, still absolutely cheery.

"I wish this city had vampires. Vampires would be Actually Fascinating." Oumuamua actually didn't fault her question. It was fun -- and Oumuamua didn't mind it in the least. Instead she made fingerguns, gesturing a 'pew pew' across the way from them a moment. Admittedly, she liked some spooky scary things, but she also knew not everybody did.

"Well what my magic is supposed to do I think is offer some kind of defense. I imagine liquid reducing aerodynamics, and creates enough friction for defense or something. What it's been doing is backfiring and exploding everywhere. Kind of embarressing when you need to work it out from testing, watching it make a mess, and then doing footwork." Because good word, she was so done with exploding magic. Doooone.

"It's not entirely horrid. I know how to take and deliver a good hit. It's let me practice other things, get a good grasp on my personal limits powered up." Oumuamua did, however, appreciate the sentiment. Never once was she cross -- remaining cheerful and listyening. When Mary mentioned Soleiyu, she made finger guns again.

"That's whom awakened me, actually. Pack of dog youma. Nasty, bitey things." And Oumuamua was still grouchy she'd been effectively useless. Useless! How disappointing.

"Magic? Yeah, I'd be up for a magic thing. Worst case I what, pass out in a bush? Don't wanna be visible, the police might arrest you, but. You knowe. Bushes are cover."

That made sense, right?....

She needed people who partied to answer her, damn.

Terrifying? Well that certainly was concerning. Had chaos tried to kill this other Senshi? She didn't seem very old. And the fact they attacked someone who was possibly a teenager was deeply unsettling. Somewhere on par with being a cult figure to a dead civilization unsettling, and Oumuamua was frowning in worry slightly. She could always patrol with Mary, though. That seemed sensi...ble...

The drowsdiness the lambs brought on was far from new. The frolicking lambs were darling, but the sleep that came with them was not new in the least -- not to Oumuamua. But Oumuamua was also used to all-nighters and bad sleep from many things. Mucking with projects, college, Tabletop nights, and the like? All usually screwed with her sleep. Oumuamua yawned a rather wide yawn, and hummed, blinking as tears of drowsiness pricked the corners of her eyes.

"Huh. Now I want coffee." And she'd already drunk four cupas today.

She didn't have a problem, everyone else had a problem.

"Hey don't worry about it. Practice is important. I started jumping on crazy stuff when I awakened and yes, I still do. Practice is how we learn." Oumuamua was absolutely fine with helping anyhow. "As for strength, that's pretty strong stuff. Hrm. I caqn... Try showing you mine. It'll probably be a mess, but I can try."

And then Mary admitted she was a Chibi and Oumuamua froze, mentally trying to figure out why in blazes magic decided to dub the younger senshi "Small". Little? Little. Still! It briefly made her head hurt before it dawned on her children were being involved in the war and that...

"Jeez, people are awakening young? Geez. geez!" She shook her head, sighhing. "Just when I thought I followed. Well... If you want I'm up for a patrol and practice buddy too. As for getting stronger, if I can help, let me know too. I'm... Er.. Ah-heh... 27. Apparently, awakening this old isn't the most normal range." Oumuamua shrugged. "I don't know why."

Although it did mean she could drink if she was desperately stressed and in the right social context.

"I mean, in fairness, you'd be young enough to be a sibling still." Oumuamua grinned, then... Laughed. "As for my age, no worries. Sutrprised my sister too!"

The fact her sister was a senshi was a blessing, even if Kaida powered less than she did. Different lives, she supposed./ Her sister kept making faces at her Dew and Dew-Dorito cupcakes. All of her sisters did.

So sdad, being adopted and having to ask her father whjere her tastes were from. Pity her mother... Well that was a depressing[ though.

"I mean, the Negaverse seems pretty insane, I think it's safe to blame them being completely bonkers." Specifically, bat-s**t insane. But then Mary had to go, and Oumuamua nodded, waving after he.

"You get home safe. Good luck getting stronger. You can do it!" No sense being negaqtive!... The poor teen had enough problems. And Oumuamua did think she could do it. The senshi hummed once the chibi left, before getting up, tossing her trash before moving for home herself, muttering about the words used professionally all the way.