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Oh god, the smoke was starting to get into Sailor Iris' throat. She coughed out a bit, leaning forward in an effort to get her grip on the situation. The smoke was starting to settle, but there was still enough to keep her vision tear-blurred. She tried looking up, and all she saw were blue blurs.

"...what th' hell...?" she wheezed out before suddenly getting hit by many sharp little beaks. Ridiculously sharp. Like sharp enough to cut up her leotard and gloves up a bit.

However, with the bad came some good. The rush of little blue annoyances was enough to fan out the smoke from the area for at least a brief moment. Taking in a deep breath, the eternal senshi then once more rushed towards the youma (Bieb). She needed to get away from the smoke, and she needed to beat something up. With rainbow at her hand, she attempted to whip the slicer at and around any part of the youma.

If she didn't already believe in magic and all that other wonderful stuff, seeing Twitter birds diving down towards her would make an instant believer out of the girl. Someone had definitely spent too much time tweeting. But, before she allowed herself to get too caught up in this spot of irony, she felt the energy to use her attack coming back to her. The tips of her fingers were sparking with soft blue light. For the moment, it was almost pretty to look at. If dreams really did come true, someone would get stuck staring at her hands long enough for her to decay their eyes out of their sockets. Still, fortune had never quite swung that far her way.

"Nemesis Touch of Death!" Her hands began to glow and she tried to close in on the Biebs. What she wasn't quite prepared for was just how dangers the twitter birds could be. Three were on her as soon as she had gotten close enough to the bieber-esque youma to do any actual damage. Her fingers just barely managed to graze the creature's flesh before sharp beaks were daring to peck at her arms. Despite how she swung her hands around to try and wring a few birdie necks, she was doing nothing more than deflecting them off of her. There was no way she was going to land a solid assault on the biebs in time.

This... was becoming more and more frustrating. Screeching with anger, she learned fairly quickly that kicking the birds were no more effective than trying to b***h slap them. Still, she should be given an A for effort.

His eyes watering, Ilmenite stumbled through the crowd, inwardly cursing Zink and swiping hands across his feet. Mostly blind, at this point, it was coincidence that he stumbled sideways into Iris, huddled behind her, protected from the onslaught of birds. She was tall enough that he wouldn't knock her off balance, certainly, but he was a distraction. A lanky, grumpy distraction with his eyes just clearing.

Niflhel was clearly flustered by the twitter birds. "Damnit, this is why I don't like social networking sites." He lashed his chain out at any that came near him, knocking them back.

He watched as Nemesis was fighting off birds as well, and oh dude her hands glowed. He had a feeling that meant bad mojo, so he was even happier he'd missed her. He rounded up and went charging at the Biebs, grabbing a nearby trashcan. Where the hell was Polaris when you needed her?

Niflhel hefted the trash can towards the youma. Talk about trash talking a celeb.

A swing, and a miss. Gypsum paused in her flailing haphazardly at her opponent, and wasn't quite sure how much longer she could keep this up. Her limbs felt leaden, her injured shoulder a constant pulse of pain. She might have to go to the emergency room - she wasn't sure anymore. She'd lost a good amount of blood.

When a tiny pellet rolled between her feet toward the senshi she'd been assaulting, she thought nothing of it- until it exploded in a burst of noxious fumes. Coughing and squinting, she stumbled backwards- and yelped as something jabbed into her bad shoulder. As she finally meandered out of the smoke, she saw what appeared to be a bluebird fallen by her feet. Was that what hit me? She prodded it with a foot, and it fluttered weakly.

She stood over the fallen bird, weariness now causing her vision to blur. Carefully, she moved closer to the youma, arms raised defensively.

That… seemed to have actually done some damage. Pomona would’ve never expected that. Feeling slightly more hopeful – maybe she was useful after all! – Pomona cupped her hands and shouted:

“ Pomona Pepper Poppers!”

The magical fruit appeared, which she carefully shifted to her good arm and then flung at the Bieber youma. After that, she was busy dodging angry little birds, doing what she thought were awesome Matrix-like moves, but probably looked more like drunken flailings or a seizure.

Prom had been something nice. Relaxing. Jada, still recovering from the last fight she'd been in, had drunk way too much punch (which she had far too late discovered to be spiked) and danced far more than she should have. It had been wonderful to relax. But now? She was sorely regretting her personal choices. When she had powered up into Sailor Scylla, the first thing she'd noticed was that there was some major s**t gone down. And while she wasn't at Ground 0, she was close enough that to ignore it would be major fail.

For a while, she remained outside of the battle, unsure of her place in this. So far, the senshi seemed to be doing a fabulous job, even with General Queen Tanzanite looking over the handiwork of the Negaverse with something akin to maternal pride. The youma was damaged, and although it looked rather like a dinosaur from the angle of the senshi of the Kraken, it still had enough flexibility in the knees to fall to them.

Perfect.

Hold still, Bieber.

"Scylla's Hunger!"

It looked to be anything but Super Effective, but at least Scylla managed to avoid the Bird Backlash.