Drag the senshiu out with her. So she was oput alone, praying to everything her powers didn't drench her in the effects of her magic.
Being drenched in beer still wasn't fun and she hated smelling like a college frat party at the local pub. As the senshi walked along her route, she noted an unpleasant familiar sense of a stronger powered signature. A chaops signature. And she swore under her breath before looking up to spy the unmistakeable form og CVaptain Ichnusaite above.
"Not that one agaIN. Gods damn it." Outmuamua swore to herself under her breath. And this time - this time she didn't... Feel another Order aura for help. Double damn it.
Ichnusaite was honestly out foir quota. She had a job to do after all. Not that she felt passion for it. She honestly felt like she wasn't feeluing as much anymore, but that was her problem. She suspected Generalk-King Axinite might be aware she wasn't okay, but she wasn't.. Talking. Not yet. Interpersonal problems rooted in her relationships -- especially since they even got her corrupted seemed unbimportant compared to the importance of getting things done 'for teh cause'. And she was pretty sure Order was about as organized as a deck of shuffled cards. Cliques and groups, and then outliers with problems. Easy enough to corrupot she supposed. But she saw no benefit in corrupting anyone. Still.
When Ichnusaite sensed an Order Aura coming her way, the captain peered. She had been aiming to drain some skinny little a*****e down below but now all of her focus was on Oumuamua. Oh, she rtemembered that one. ... Kind of awkward, and seemed unsure3 how to work with other senshi. A real awkward one that one, and the captain nartrowed her eyes and drew a chakram suspiciously as Oumuamua leapt up to her level. Ichnusaite snorted.
"Oh, you don't smell like beer and regret yet." Ichnudsaite drawlecmatter of factly.
"Oh screw off." Oumuamua retorted angrily. The senshi of beer NOT REGRET!!!!! She mused to herself, circled slowly, eyes narrowed in a colde, sharp analysis of her opponent. An opponent whom seemed absoluytely unaffected by her prowling. Her body was tense, her motions stiff - Oumuamua was anxious and she knew it as he moved slowly. Ichnusaite tracked her with far more practiced an eye. OK. She could do this. Think SCA more, magic less, riught? She did a couple events. MAybe--
And suddenly before Oumuyamua knew it the captain had moved and she was on her bad, the captain's chakram sliucing into her duku toi pin her down, a hand on her throat. Oumuamua was trapped, growling and struggling as Ichnusaite leaned in coldly.
"YUou know, you are lucky. Lucky I don't care enough to ripo that pretty little starseed from your damn chest." Ichnusaite snarled. "Except you're worthless as a senshi. Useless. Waste of time."
"You--" Oumuamua hissed, opening her mouth to snarl, when the Captain shrieked. Fpr a moment Oumyuamua couldn't see what was happening - and then she stared in shock.
Sailor Gagaruin had split to do a pincir-tier patrol with Sailor Sudsanoo tonight and it looked like he wqas glad he did. The new senshi was in the area to feel a similar Order aura, earning a call to Sudsanoo to come meet the stranger - but tghen chaos, and soon enough the new senshi was on the scene like a feral beast. Gagarin jknew this sort of thing well enough as he approached to know as much of a b*****d as he was, this was worse. And based on the captain's face, the captain was probablkt dealing with some s**t, and taking it out on the other senshi. Plus the witch looking senshi looked kinda cute. Not in an attraction way - he just liked her outfvit. Very fetching. But fiurst he'd needed to act and act he did. Lacking experience with chaos still, Gagarin approached the scrap as he did business and his own problems. Ruthless, cold precision. The difference was, he didn't need to fight fair, espoecially with a power imbalance.
And in a flurry of movement, Gagarin ripped the offending captain off of Oumuaqmua and threw her aside, spinning on the captain with a rapid motion, fluid and skilled, eyes locking mercilessly on Ichbnusaite as a cold, predatory grin fell over his face.
"Ugh. How many of you little freaks do I have to fight?!"
Ichnusaite complained. The senshi had somehow gotten the drioop on her and she moved, pushing herself to her feet, tossing her head.
"Oh don't worry. I'm the only one that matters. See you ******** aropund in my territory, and now, I'm gfoing to FDUCK YOU UP." Gagarin snapped. Nearby, Ouamuamua blinked.
Was. Was he makiong a Hazbin Hotel joke? SERIOUSLY?! Oumuamua groaned, facepalming at the other senbshi as she groaned. Did he take fighting as a joke? Really?
Ichnusaite seemed to be similarly minded, moving to strike the other senshi with her chakram.
"Am I a joke to you?!" Ichnusaite snarled at Gagarin.
And then something mildly terrifying happened. Gagariun's hand flew out and hec caught Ichnusaite's wrist. He wasn't as powerful, but he slowed her down considerably. Both women stared, eyes widening as her chakram made copnnection with Gagarin's cheek, and the senshi didn't flinch. He stared, eyes narrowing, and took the wound before a slow, feral, malicious grin formed on his face. It was hard to tell if he felt the blow or nopt. His grin was too sharp, too many teeth, too... Predatory and Ichbnnusaite kjerked, trying to pull away.
"W...What the hells ytou little freak?!" Ichnusaite hissed. Without missing a beat, Gagarin swept close, dipping Ichnusaite like a ballroom dancer. The captain hissed as the senshi purred.
"Oh sweet honey," He murmured. "Sweet summer child. I'm q demon straight from hell. He was purring, and in a motiuon he cast, leaping awqay as a storm manifest over Ichnuswaite. The captain startled as the wind began buffetting her, rain stinking skin. It was irritating, reqally, to deal with as the captain growled. And unpleasant, as she shielded herself. She was snarling as Gagarin grinned.
Oumuamua watched the exchange uncomfortably, before at the sight of the squeall magic her palms raised. On reflec, she summoined her own magic to hide behind. Hands raised the ewall of beer that rose afforded a buffer, at least. She heard Ichnusaite snarl, and then quiet. The squeall had ended with the Captain's retreat. Again, a halkf-assed fight from the captain and it made her... Confused and nervous. Oumuamua still felt Ichnusaite's hand on her throat as her own magic faded, and paused, feeling helpless a moment. And then she heqard footsteps approach. She looked up to see Gagariun approaching carefully, arm draping about her back soothingly as he spoke.
"Are you okay?" He asked. His voice was a lot less aggressive. Concern marked the man's face. Althopugh Oumuamua nodded, Gagarin sighed, pulling his senshi phone out and placed a call, causing Oumuamua to blink.
"Hey, Susanoo. Get your laszy a** up here. I met a nother senshi." Gagarin said into his phone. After a moment he hing up, and nodded to Oumuamua confidently. "Relax. Susanoo's fine. You'll be okay."
"....Are you sure I won't... Mess something else up? I'm pretty good at messing up. I'm impressed my magic cooperated tonight. I mean it keeps exploding. I can't fight for anything proper. I'm not sure how I keep getting out of fights with chaos if I'm honest. And I just - the only chaos not to turn out to be trash has been the Dark Mirror Court... Possibly? I mean I just--" Oumuamua knew she was oversharing but her stress levels were high.
Gagarin listened, then nodded plaiunly and hummed.
"Do you have a lot of experience and low skill. I mean it's p[ossible you've been lucky with opponents. Yoiu just seem to need a litte help learning to fight. Ideally without magic. I mean mine is wind and rain. Woo. Susanoo's is some idiot tengu wall. C'mon . You can tell us what you've seen in the field, and I'll hget him to sit and listen with me. I'm admittedly curious myself." Gagarin nodded, lighting up.
"....Really? You think it's useful?" Oumuamua asked, and Gagarin grinned, nodding, and hesityantly, Oumuamua grinnedc back.
Oummuamua and Gagarin's magicks
Sailor Scout Attack: . Gagarin's Small Squall
A small, sudden, localized storm with high winds and rain springs into existence instantly over a foe's head. The winds buffet them along with rain, leaving it difficult to attack while the wind and rain hit. The rain stings, but it's nothing serious yet. The squall lasts 25 seconds before suddenly vanishing as fast as it appeared.
Usable three times a day.
Instant Cast type
Sailor Scout Attack: Blonde Breaker
Sailor Oumuamua raises her hands like casting witchy magic, causing two blonde beer hands to rise. These hands smell like barley, wheat, and seasonal fruits (berries, pumpkins, ETC), but lack any alcoholic scent. They are 4 feet tall from bottom of the palm to the tip of the longest finger, 1 foot thick, and can be used to slow an attack or to push someone by responding to Oumeamea's hands, and may only provide barrier or push to one person. They last 30 seconds, and are basically giant beer hands (And so react like conventional fluids to being struck or pushed back against). These can be summoned thee times a day.
* Pushing: Targets must be within a 2-3 foot range of Oumeamea, and may be pushed up to 3 feet. After this movement the hands are giant walls of beer at are a pill to press through but can be moved around. (Think about them as giant walls of beer).
* Blocking: Sailor Oumeamea may fold the hands into fists to defend those under 4 feet tall with no apparent change in density. Physical Attacks are slowed like moving through fluids (beer!), where magical attacks trying to penetrate are slowed if there is a physical component only (Throwing tin cans/oranges/ETC); anything without physical components/unaffected by shielding are fine. Bloicking only works if there's something to defend against. The hands may be positioned to block attacks directed at Oumeamea or at someone within a 3 foot radius circle around Oumeamea.
* Once positioned, the hands can not be moved. Once they push, they freeze where they stopped; once blocking they will block, and not move, so the hands for blocking need to be a fist or flat in advance.
