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-Not good, not good at all! Polaris felt a swift hit of guilt as she watched the poor boy try valiantly with his new weapon only to get smacked to the ground with force. Even irked at him, she wouldn't have wished anything like that. And as it became apparent he wasn't moving, her heart began to patter uncontrollably.

Walkure suggested they retreat, and Polaris cringed. Sure it was smart.. but if they just let the thing get away... who knew what it would do.

Eyes touching the station wagon he'd hit, she called out, as she ran closer to the others, hoping to help protect the fallen one, and maybe stop Walkure from leaving any extra damage on his face.- "I've got one more idea. Can you do that power again?"

-God she hoped she could do her OWN power again.- "If we combine our powers, with me trying to pull the car and you giving it a little extra push from behind with your powers, maybe we can dust this thing for good!"

-A roar emitted from the angry beast. Aurora bet it understood english.. and knew exactly what she'd just offered up as a present for it.-

Sailor Walküre raised an eyebrow as the monster sneezed. It looked like Mr. Big-and-Tough had a bit of a weakness to dust. Remembering back to all those times she had to stay after class to clean the erasers, she sympathized with the sneezing. If she would have had an eraser stashed in her fuku, she would have given it a couple good whacks on the monster's head.

"Okay, looks like this is our window of opportunity," she said as she ran over to the station wagon. She'd never used her power to push anything, just to hit things really, really hard. She could punch the car because that'd be a bit more familiar, but that would really hurt.

To add to that, she usually didn't have to use her power attack more than once in a battle; the monsters usually just disintegrated. So even having a second go at it might be a stretch.

She waited for Polaris to get all fired up, and give her the cue.

The car in front of Sailor Walküre began to shake. She had never seen anything like this before. Ever. Cars just didn't do that on their own.

It was like Christmas coming early this year, and if it worked, it meant the three of them would actually make it to Christmas. Missing out on presents would have been a bummer... only slightly less of a bummer than being dead.

She closed her eyes and focused her thoughts, and hoped that her power could get fired up again. Her eyelids flipped open strongly, and she gleamed with determination. "Glorious Battle!"

It worked! She was able to draw into the great energy of battle that flowed through her and pull something out. Sailor Walküre rammed her shoulder into the side of the car with as much force as she could, and it sent it forward to the sneezing, distracted youma.

Their powers working in conjunction must have been enough, because the car plowed over the youma, and stopped directly on it. It was pinned, and looked like it wasn't moving.

Walküre waited for the usual scream and poof into nothingness.

It took the boy senshi a few worrying minutes to come around, while Polaris shook him with enthusiasm. When he finally did, his eyelashes rolled back laboriously slow, like the street lamp overhead was blinding him. He sat up, woozy, then immediately grabbed out for the bridge of his own nose and closed his eyes, fighting dizziness. Getting thrown into a car was apparently, though not surprisingly, kind of a painful experience. "Holy s**t." He clutched at his head a little longer, and declared, "I need a million aspirin. I need my own body weight in aspirin."

When he was able to open his eyes again, he looked at his companions and the scene around them. It was hard to tell what had happened or how much time had passed. "How did it go?" he asked, taking note that all the civilians had fled for safety at some point while he was out.

-When finally he seemed to rouse, Polaris let go of him, watching him wearily as he sat up shakily. There was a flood of relief. For him.. for her. For everything. Relief and adreniline.-

"I think a car got hit by you. But it looks like we won" -She smiled at her own funniness, more glad just to see they hadn't lost a senshi in the fray. She didn't really stop to think of the poor car owner. She kinda doubted insurance covered monster attack.

A soft laugh erupted from her at Sailor Walkure's words, a tired one she really was ready to go home tonight even despite the fact that she'd made out like a bandit, all the glory and none of the pain.- "Actually, that'd be nice. I don't think any one of us could have creamed that thing alone this time. Always power in teamwork."

As much as she appreciated the local authorities, Sailor Walküre didn't want to hang around and personally thank them for keeping the city safe.

Although, truth be told, they should be thanking her for saving the day...

Sadly, this meant that she had to do more running. Too much running in one day, dammit! She sprinted off, not really waiting for the other two senshi. But, she did take the time to shout behind her, "Meet me tomorrow night at the abandoned tanning factory! 9:00 PM!"

She wondered if they heard her over the sirens, but she wasn't going to slow down to ask them and find out. Since she was the slowest of the pack, she figured she needed to get a good head start before the police started looking.