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Regular - A Sticky Situation - Tallulah and Alex - Completed

Tallulah recruits/begs Alex to take videos of senshi/cover her a**. He accepts. Sailor Europa makes a special appearance to reward our brave hero.

Regular - The Coffee Conference - Tallulah and Giselle - Complete

Europa and Libra power down for coffee and debriefing, and are each surprised by the other's identity. Giselle gives Tallulah a quick rundown of the purpose of the zodiac guard, or, as she puts it, "The gentlemen of last resort." They agree to go on patrol again sometime.

Tallulah Cowden was up late, and for once it wasn’t to work on illicit videos of terrorist acts or to go commit those acts herself. Last night's footage of Sailor Polaris sat unedited and unuploaded - she was still trying to decide what to do with it. She'd promised Giselle she was done with all that, and with good reason. (The Negaverse was scary and videos were a security risk!) This video, especially, was just a senshi showing off... she ought to have stopped it and told Polaris not to waste her energy, but then again the thing about hindsight was that it was crystal clear.

No, she was actually working on a project totally unrelated to senshi activities this early morning: On the computer screen in front of her flickered a Powerpoint show that was very much under construction. At present it was in garish colors and covered in pictures of mushroom clouds. Not Tallulah’s usual perfectionist work, to be sure, but that was mostly because it wasn’t her work.

The name on the title page was that of a sophomore girl, designated as “AUSTRIA.” Finland was up past midnight and trying, desperately, to fix Austria’s mistakes about what their chapter’s policy on nuclear weapons was. (Austria seemed convinced that bombing Iraq was the way to go. It was not.) Tallulah took another swallow of ENER-TEA and tried to concentrate on retyping the show’s concluding bullet points.

She was halfway through a line about mutually-assured destruction when the mail icon bounced on her dock. Curious, she rubbed her eyes and clicked on it.



Well, thought Tallulah. That was a welcome distraction, although she had to wonder what Jaimie was doing on the computer at this hour. She was under the impression that their access at Hillworth was limited, and at any rate he ought to be asleep right now. She doubted that he was also awake working on cleaning up someone else’s mess.

Well, talking to him might prove a nice distraction. She smiled and swigged from the can of ENER-TEA as she hit ‘reply.’



She signed it and hit send and puzzled over the nickname she’d been bestowed with. She’d pretty much heard it all, from the obvious “Tally” to the infantile “Lah-lah,” but nicknames didn’t have much sticking power with her. Except maybe this one did. At any rate, she found it sort of charming, in a way she would never, ever admit to.

Jaimie had probably already gone to bed, she assured herself. He wouldn’t reply until morning and when he did, it wouldn’t be all that exciting. She’d call him later to confirm and then… well, she wasn’t sure what a coffee date entailed. What if he wanted to tell her something? What if he was really a serial killer? (Given current events, this was startlingly possible, and her stomach dropped just thinking about it.) What if, worse, he was breaking up with her?

Tallulah stared at her can of ENER-TEA.

“You have had entirely too much caffeine,” she assured herself, “because you are being silly.” She gave the powerpoint another look over, decided that it was hopeless and she’d give it another go tomorrow, and shut down. She needed to look into getting more sleep.

But she was a pretty-shorted warrior of Justice, and Justice could not rest, because Evil Never Sleeps.

[The RP does not actually exist, but Luna chewed Tallulah out re: getting caught in Youtube videos after the meeting. It goes here in the timeline. -Silv's note]

Battle - Huge... cups of coffee - Europa and Regulus- Completed

With you around, there's never a dull moment! Tallulah and Jaimie meet for coffee, but a pesky youma decides to crash their date! Our young lovebirds are required to reveal to each other their secret identities so they can defeat the foul coffee beast!

Battle - Swing sets and space aliens - Europa, Polaris, Wolframite, etc.- Completed

Two senshi and a lieutenant team up to fight... a cookie being controlled by space aliens? As if Destiny City wasn't weird enough already.

“Oh, my god, Tallulah.”

“What?” asked Tallulah. It was the sixth time this morning that someone had said something along these lines to her. At least swim practice was over, and once she escaped the prying eyes of the locker room she’d be able to put on jeans and long sleeves and pretend like she wasn’t covered in cuts and scrapes and bruises and contusions.

Her friend reached out to brush a lock of damp teal hair away from the cut on her forehead. It had bled a lot last night, but now it was finally scabbed over. Tallulah brushed the hand away. “Don’t touch that,” she said, “It hurts.”

“Did he do this to you?” asked her friend, pink eyes going wide.

“Did who do this to me?” asked Tallulah, gingerly toweling off her lower legs – her knees were generously scraped and she didn’t want to mess up the scab on the back of her calf. Oh, she was so sore! Who would have ever thought that garden gnomes could be so violent?

Her friend gave her a don’t-play-dumb-with-me sort of look, pink eyes narrowing and mouth flattening out into a thin line. “Your loser brute Hillworth boyfriend,” she said. Tallulah shook her head fervently and pulled on her pants.

“No!” she exclaimed.

“So who did it? You look like you got mugged and raped in an alley somewhere.”

This was morbidly, even disastrously descriptive. Tallulah sighed, shook out her shirt.

“No one did it to me,” she explained. Well, garden gnomes, but she couldn’t say that. She was already looking around for something, anything, to construct a cover story with. “I fell.”

“You fell,” said her friend, like she didn’t believe her.

“Yeah, I fell,” nodded Tallulah.

“Off a cliff?” asked her friend.

“No,” answered Tallulah, still looking around. Her eyes fixed on a pair of roller-skates under a bench, tied to someone’s backpack. Bingo! “I live a secret double life as a… a roller derby competitor. Destiny City All-Girl Skate Thrasher league.”

Pink eyes went wide again. “Really?” squeaked her friend. “Like in Whip It?”

Apparently her cover story had been bought. Tallulah nodded fervently and pulled her shirt over her head. “Yeah. Just like in Whip It,” she said. “And we had a match last night.”

“Oh, did you win?” begged her friend. Tallulah stared at her – the lie had gone over better than she could have possibly expected. It took her a second to come up with what to say next. She motioned to the cut on her forehead.

“What does it look like?” she asked.

“You didn’t win?”

“Are you kidding? We kicked their asses.” She gave her best devil-may-care smile. It was not very convincing.

“That is so cool,” squealed her friend. Tallulah rung out her wet swimsuit and stuffed it into her gym bag. She held a bruised finger to her lips.

“Just don’t tell anyone,” she said. “It’s kind of a secret.”

By noon, half the junior class would have heard that Tallulah Cowden was secretly a roller derby enthusiast.