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For the first time in a long time, Parker smiled. It wasn't much, just a subtle warm glow crossing his lips. He had forgotten how those muscles worked, but they worked, if only in that momentary glimmer. "You look." He stopped. He didn't know how to appraise the a** wings and large X over Eternal Sailor Castor's crotch.

Instead, Parker raised an eyebrow. "You look like some horrific kind of angel," he finished.

His hands touched at the new fuku. He had pants. This was a most wonderful thing. His shirt had become a sort of coat. There was additional padding on his shoulders. His boots felt more substantial too. His hand brushed his side pouch. Something dangled there; it was a powder-puff earring.

Sailor Taranis could remember how it had come off on his uniform accidentally the night he took Dani to the hospital. He clung to it for hours before he passed out in a drainage ditch across town. When he woke up, it was gone. He assumed that meant forever. Now, he realized that it had merely just become a part of Taranis, just as Dani had become a part of him.

But what did he want? What did he need? "I know one person," he began, glancing down the alley, "who I need immediate information on." Taranis began to march toward the fading sunlight on the horizon. "I need to find the blue-haired Nega in the gray uniform who wields a silver staff." He could picture her perfectly inside his head, even if he didn't know her name. It was only a matter of time.

Super Sailor Taranis squared his shoulders to the sunset. "I need to find her, Castor." He turned over his shoulder and met the senshi of hail's eyes. "And I need to kill her." Then he turned back around and started to run.

Super Sailor Taranis did not pick up on whatever it was that was holding Castor back. He merely assumed his co-fighter was not familiar with her. "Well, if you don't know her, someone will. I'll find her." His words dripped with acid. There was no doubt how serious he was about what he had said.

The two rounded the corner. "Once we have our database, everyone will be able to seek out each individual Nega who they aim to take down. Can you imagine? It will be full-scale revenge for all of us." His smile was dark and dire. Revenge wasn't necessarily the end game for his plan, but it was all that was on his mind.

Up ahead, someone screamed. Talking time was done, but Taranis had one last thing to say. His hand gripped Castor's arm. "Trust me. In one month, that Nega will be dead. I made a promise to Dani that night, and I will uphold it." He glanced over toward the commotion. "Or I will die trying to do it."

With that, Super Sailor Taranis was gone, disappearing into the fray to fight for the life of another civilian as if no time had passed at all, as if nothing had happened.