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Rea grinned unabashedly when her roommate wrinkled her nose like that, and was about to respond when the disturbance interrupted their light-hearted meeting, all attention focused on the sudden monster which had showed up to crash the party. The strawberry blonde girl grimaced, her expression flatlining quickly. Well there went the neighborhood.

"Why is it when I'm around you those things always show up?"

It was a tease, yet Rea sounded slightly exasperated, her eyes immediately going to her blonde friend beside her. What were they going to do with Eve? This was going to get very awkward very fast. 'Oh, hey, yeah, sorry I didn't let you know but all those times I disappeared in the middle of the night? I'm actually a magical warrior that's suppose to protect all that is good and happy in the world. Yeaaah.' She had to live with Eve, and with all the recent 'senshi are bad' s**t going around... but that wasn't important. What was important was she cared about Evey, and this information could put her in danger. If anything happened to her, so help her god there were going to be bodies littering the streets.

Little did she know...

"But at least it isn't flying this time. Consolation prize?"

If she didn't know better, she'd say the two had met one of those monsters before...oh hell no, it wasn't the cause for their injuries, was it? Eve shot an exasperated look at Rea, as if admonishing her for being involved with one of those monster rampages. However, Charys was the one who had seemed to have gotten the worse end of the stick however, considering the injuries that decorated her...

And while she was pondering over this, staring at the brown depths of her cup, something else just had to add to the confusion.

"W-what...?" She spluttered, allowing herself to be dragged along by Charys (she didn't exactly want to be anywhere near that thing), staring at the cat (DID IT JUST TALK), at Rea, at Charys, hoping one of them would give her an explanation for all of these strange happenings.

Eve Summers, for once, was at a loss for words and simply gaped.

It wasn't a single-stall bathroom, but it was still pretty shitty. The Shufflepuck was no Starbucks -- it had been built sometime in the nineteen-seventies, so there were three slightly discoloured stalls with those lame metal doors and the dividers at the top and bottom so big you could see people's ankles through them.

People were leaving Shufflepuck by the twos to go and see the carnage, including the baristas, and far-off the sound of police sirens issued. That was something else to worry about, but right now -- there was Eve. There was pretty little blonde Eve bracketed in-between two sailor senshi, and they had to face it: there was NO WAY they could transform in here without Eve noticing unless Eve fulfilled every single stereotype of "brainless blonde."

Which she didn't, Charys was never that lucky.

And then s**t got worse.

"Sailor Flora!" barked Astraea (who'd followed them in, damn it), balancing up on one of the sinks and delicately trying to prevent her little kitty paws from getting wet. And she was looking at Eve. Holy s**t. Were all the Crystal girls dormed together by who was a senshi or not? "Sailor Flora, take this!"

Astraea did that Olympic flip. It was Charys who (though she was giving bug-eyes of WHAT THE ********, REA over Eve's head) caught it; it was a pretty, soft-coloured henshin pen, in purple-pinks and shady grey-greens, and she passed it wincingly over to its actual owner.

"Let me guess," interrupted Charys. "'Flora Power, Make-Up.' Eve-O, I am really sorry for being about to ruin your life like a douchebag. So I won't. Rea. Babe. You ruin her life like a douchebag."

"I hate doing this multipliedly more every time I do it," said Astraea.

Rea stared at Astraea long after those words had left her kitty mouth, her gaze quickly shifting to Eve, and then to Charys, looking just as startled as she did. Eve?! Wait, was this done on purpose? There was no way that Crystal Academy had done this on purpose... was there?

Scoffing a little at Charys' words, she was about to respond with something along the lines of 'oh thanks a lot' when Eve's wail interrupted her train of thought, flooring her completely. Terrorist? She thought they were TERRORISTS? Oh she was going to kill that orange-skirted senshi. "You're not... we're not terrorists," She replied, trying to focus on the task at hand. Which was trying to convince Eve... or rather Sailor Flora... that this wasn't a bad thing, "We're actually the good guys... usually."

Locking eyes with her roommate, Rea gave her a long, measured look for a few moments before standing back.

"Just... just watch."

Exhaling heavily, she lifted her own pen high, relaxing and closing her eyes. It was almost embarrassing. She had never actually changed in front of anyone before, much less her date/crush/etc and her roommate. Well, that last part wasn't true, she had no problem changing in front of her roommate, but this was a little different. She didn't even chance a glance before uttering those fateful words, almost afraid of what she'd find there.

"Pegasus Power, Make up!"

If Eve had any questions as to where the unicorn comment had come from, it was likely they were gone now. In a flurry of feathers and a tiara composed to resemble Helios' horn.

Her gaze still remained somewhat doubtful despite Rea's assurance, though Eve was trying to convince herself as well, that Rea wouldn't lie to her. And what was that? 'Usually' the good guys? The girl remained in her stupor, silent as she looked toward the cat again. It talked. It opened its mouth and talked.

"Just...just watch."

She was now transfixed on Rea as the other said the exact same words Charys told her to speak, save for the difference in the first word. Pegasus. Unicorn. Slowly, the pieces began to click as her eyes grew wider at the transformation. Holy s**t, so the magical thing to the whole senshi stuff was actually true? Eve had thought it was just some sort of thing the media was making up.

Well, apparently not.

She gave a resigned sigh as Charys too, transformed. At least the outfits were pretty? "This isn't the best time for explanations, is it?" She said as more screams were heard from outside. Who would have thought that she would have to go and save the day, and Rea and Charys had been doing this for quite a while already! Secretly, to boot!

She straightened herself up, held out the pen, grimacing slightly before she said. "Flora Power, Make up!" Despite witnessing two transformations before her, she nevertheless felt a surge of surprise as she was engulfed by the sparkles...and...were those petals? She looked down at her new outfit appreciatively, then looked up to the other two and the cat for guidance, raising an eyebrow. So uh...what did she do now? Go out and fight the monster, apparently, but how did she do that?

"She is so lucky she is so hot," said Sailor Nerissa, who hated doing the intro thing.

Astraea cleared her throat. Loudly. "Condensed version. Sailor Flora," she said. "You are the senshi of Spring -- you fight for the future of Destiny City, and the rebirth of the Moon Princess. And I do not want any existential questions about 'but how do I know I am on the right side' or 'I'm not sure about this' because the other side KILLS PEOPLE. There's your moral event horizon."

Her tail swished. "You're up against the Negaverse and the police -- and I don't want any police fatalities, for the love of God. Go and fight for the side of good. Don't fight because you want to crusade. Fight because there is no other choice."

"That is so touching, I cried a tear," said Sailor Nerissa. "Come on, Sailor Pegasus is probably getting a deep-tissue beating, and I want to practice my gallant stroll."

Sailor Flora was, once more, motored out of there -- this time in a skirt and a bow and a mission on their hands, and when they ran out into the street the traffic had stopped and the people were screaming. The police sirens were still far off (thank God) and the octopus was making its way down the street. Towards Sailor Pegasus.

Ugh, this was Suckville, population Suck.

Outside, Pegasus had managed to get the ugly's attention, although she had gained herself a few more scratches and bruises. They were minor enough -- when you were dodging what felt like fifty million tentacles, you expected at least a little battering. Not a lot of battering, if you were lucky. If you weren't... well, those tentacles looked strong enough to rip you limb from limb. Pray you were ended quickly. So far she had been lucky enough, although dodging it had limited her attack on it to zero. Where was her backup?

A flash of blue and gold hair alerted her that help had arrived, and she breathed an unwarranted sigh of relief just in time to have an oversized suction cup splat against her arm, coiling around it as it attempted to drag her towards it's mouth. Twisting, she grabbed the slimy purple appendage with her other hand, trying to pry it off.

"I'm sorry, I'm actually really not into tentacles," she joked through gritted teeth, grunting as another, larger tentacle lifted her around the waist. And that's when the squeezing started. Hilariously, Pegasus wondered, as a few slimy, suction cupped appendages began wrapping themselves around her torso, whether or not it had understood her. She didn't dare let out a breath, for fear of losing the space in her lungs she already had. She'd seen it with snake; constrictors didn't actually crush their prey as they just kept squeezing, waiting until the mouth let out it's breath to take in a new breath and then squeezing harder, making it impossible. In fact, the prey suffocated.

She wasn't sure if this was what the sorry excuse for calamari was going for, but it was doing a great job of crushing her ribcage, at least. She hoped that the other two senshi would get her down, half expecting a few bad hentai jokes along the way.