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Iris' frown seemed to shift for a moment into a smile as she felt the brief connection of her fist against a spot between spikes on the youma. However, that was cut short by a sudden (and heavy) jab to the back of her leg. Her leg buckled a bit under the unexpected kick, but she didn't go tumbling down.

Before she could spin around to face the potential threat, she heard the attempted threat.

Now, where as Sailor Iris normally spoke in a less than formal manner on a daily basis, she could tell when others were speaking worse off than herself. So as she stood herself up to her full height and turned to face the girl with the teal hair, she couldn't help but bust up laughing. It wasn't just a casual laugh. It was a belly-busting laugh. Eventually, with her hand that wasn't balled up in a glowing fist, she rubbed at her eyes before taking a real good look at her opponent.

"Sh*t... did'ja jus' come outta th'bar? I don't think ya realize what yer doin'... Lieutenant."

Ilmenite might, perhaps, have done a little bit of a victory dance when his attack actually hit the target. This wasn't a common occurrence these days. In fact, this might have been the first time he'd used them on another human being. He had the restraint, however, to not indulge in celebration for too long.

Instead he lifted a hand in the air as the girl yelled and turned, clutching at his weapon, wiggling fingers in an almost 'yoo-hoo' kind of gesture. He was a Captain, now, and he grinned fearlessly at the senshi.

Except. Out of the corner of his eye he caught the dumbass Lieutenant who'd decided to wrangle with an Eternal. He headed in that direction, shouting out his reply. "Sweetheart, why don't you just bring it over here to me, huh?"

Sailor Iris stood firmly in place, one arm by her side and the other at her hip. This Gypsum (as she had so politely introduced herself with the longest slur ever) character was literally bobbing from side to side, almost like a buoy in the water. For just standing in place, the girl almost seemed to be staggering.

"...punch, eh?" The yellow suited senshi ignored the finger that nearly jammed itself against her cheek. "Somebody must'a had fun with yer punch then, 'cause yer drunk as a skunk."

The taunting that this girl was doing under the influence was pretty pathetic. Who in the world called people a ninny of all things?! There were so many other choice words that Iris could come up with given half a second. Rather than give the girl an actual punch to the face (Iris had not forgotten about the youma nearby), she decided this girl wasn't really worth putting forth the extra effort.

"Yeah, sure, I'll hit ya!" With that, she used her free hand to try to shove Gypsum with an open palm. If the girl was finding it hard to stand right now, perhaps such a blow would be enough to get her on the ground.

The world suddenly SHIFTED, and Gypsum found herself sitting on the pavement. She could feel cold concrete through her tights- she hoped absently that she hadn't ripped them further- and felt somewhat embarassed. Her head was pounding. That was entirely too much movement, and it was WAY too fast. Had she shoved her?

The sudden fire in her temples was too much for her to register that her opponent had said anything. She leaned forward, crouching on her hands and knees, and tried to crawl toward the senshi- but felt a rush of nausea. She'd been running around entirely too much, and her stomach had finally had enough.

Gypsum promptly and gracelessly threw up. It was mostly just red punch. She absently and rather maliciously hoped some splashed on the sailor scout's shoes.

Wiping at her mouth, she lurched forward - maybe she could DRAG Sailor Iris away from the damn youma. If she happened to stumble through the putrid puddle she'd made, all the better.

The headache receded. Whatever had been in her system seemed to be slowly making it's way out.

God damn it. One night. One god forsaken night he wanted nothing more than it to be normal. For him and Daphne to just kick back and not feel that annoying flicker of dark energy going up somewhere in the city. Sure he didn't always go, often he couldn't due to constraints like being to far, having to deal with reality of his work, or, there were other senshi who had gotten to it and could handle it. But when the energy of a general queen and a powerful youma came out, Elzo groaned. "Balls." Sighing, he gave Daphne the look. "The cosmos should pay us for this overtime don't you think? Do what you need to do and as always-" a kiss, "- stay safe." Another kiss and Elzo was already moving, knowing Daphne would choose her own battles and could handle herself...even if he was always going to keep an eye and ear out for her in such situations. Energy like this didn't happen every night.

Which was why the sight of Marlo heading very much in the opposite direction had the elder Xanis doing a double take. "Marlo." The darker eyed of the pair was visibly upset, while the lighter was more...bland.
"Problem Elzo?" Marlo crossed his arms, waiting to hear what he assumed would be a-
"Didn't you feel it?" Ah yes, Marlo was right, a chiding. Over senshi business.
"Yes, now i'f you'll excuse me, I'm going home." Elzo's jaw dropped, even more when his brother turned and kept walking. "Like Hell Marlo!" Elzo stormed after, trying to keep their conversation a whisper. "You are going to henshin up, and you are going to come with me to fight."
Marlo glared. "Yes, because going towards something that you have told me to avoid is a brilliant idea. I'm not an idiot Elzo. Whatever that is, it's way above me."
"And now I am telling you to fight." Elzo was hissing through his teeth, anger rising. "This is one of the few times the senshi will come en masse. I swear to god Marlo, if you ditch out when the threat is this big- I..I just-" He grabbed Marlo arm in a death grip. "Would you want whatever the thing that's emitting that much power roaming free?"
"..." Marlo just glared. Elzo shook his arm. "Would you?"
Silent, Elzo cried out in frustration, letting his brother go."I can't make you fight Marlo." Elzo wanted to kick his brother so much. That or punch him in the face. "But goddamn if I knew you were this much of a coward."

It was like a hair trigger. Marlo went from Marlo to Pollux before Elzo could register the henshin cry. "Fear is not what makes me retreat, brother." He hissed. "Logic, when I know I cannot win a fight, that is why I don't rush into battle and almost die." A huff, attempting to mask his own anger at being called a coward. "Unlike some senshi I know." Pollux stormed off towards the battle, and behind him, Elzo was smirking. Name calling had worked when they were kids. Still worked just as fine now.

Henshining behind Pollux, Castor wasn't in regalia, so far, no need. Plus...well. He was still having issues. Senshi were already at the scene, scuffling with officers and-

"s**t." Castor didn't need to even feel a touch of her power to know just who or rather what he was looking at. "Tanz." Pollux's eye brow raised. "...Have fun with that."
"I try." Shrugging Pollux went to the side, looking for a target, while Castor was looking for-
"Iris!" Castor saw the feathers and figured if anyone could put s**t bluntly, it would be her. She was also so far, the only other eternal on scene. Eternals and a Half youma General Queen along with high powered Youma. Not a fun time. "What is the situation aside from batshit?" He looked at the nega she was....fighting? "Uh..." Castor gave her a look a pity. "I assume you can more then handle her. So forgive for not helping" He chuckled. "The Negaverse, always keeping it classy."


((To clarify, I am playing Castor and Pollux, but I am only rolling for Pollux))

Sailor Iris was not about to stay around after shoving the girl down. In fact, she had turned away to look at the youma which had trundled off slightly to play with the cars like they were toys.

The sound of the metal scraping against the pavement and the glass crunching under the pressure of the turned over vehicles were grating against the eternal senshi's nerves. It was more annoying to her than the sounds of what seemed like music in the background. Even more annoying than the sound of someone heaving up the contents in their stomach on her shoes. Which received a small "gross..." in acknowledgement of the new red liquid slicking the sides of her white boots. It smelled heavily of alcohol, despite the bright red color.

She was about to run off when she felt something latch onto her boot. The senshi didn't even need to look to know what it was.

She groaned out "Fine! I don't need t'get closer t'attack!" With that, her fist began to glow even brighter. It would have seemed intimidating until something popped out of her hand, fluttering slightly behind her. A rather bright colored rainbow which seemed to glow thanks to the time of day.

"Iris Rainbow Slicer!" With that, she swung her arm in the direction of the monster (Biebs), hoping that her attack would be able to reach from her current distance.

EDIT: When she heard her name called out, the eternal senshi managed to catch sight of another feather adorned senshi. "I think ya already described th'situation perfectly. Batsh*t sounds like an accurate description."

She cursed as she not only failed to make a dent in the Biebs armor but she practically bounced off of it like a rubber bouncy ball. She slid across the ground, the soles of her ballet style shoes skidding. Her hands clenched into fists and she hit the ground softly with one of them. She was growing irritable at this, along with the cruel taunting of the General-Queen that sent shivers down her spine.

She picked herself up, swallowed and stormed forward determination lighting her eyes. "Screw this," Denebola cursed under her breath as she ducked to avoid a object that went whizzing past her. She dashed forward once more pulling her arm back and punching as hard as she could at the Biebs