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 Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 2:34 pm
Virgo was having a busy day.
Well, it had all started when she overslept. This was rare, this almost never happened, because she always walked the Princess to breakfast. True, she'd been patrolling late the night before, she'd done a lot of youma-vanquishing, but did that excuse slacking on her job? What if some nutcase came out of nowhere and tackled the Princess in the cafeteria line? What if she broke a nail and couldn't play piano for a week because Virgo overslept!!
After these terrible thoughts, she'd run to class, where she had promptly been thrown into the merciless waters of a group maths project. Not fun. Never fun.
Then she'd gone and practiced for a while--not photography or blogging or anything, she'd just punched the punching bag with the mean face on it until it hurt, because that's when Captain Aries always said to stop--and then she'd gone out to patrol. Which is where she was now--patrolling. Patrolling was good for the soul. Kept you strong!... or something.
Anyway, it seemed like Sailor Virgo was finally catching a break. She skulked (adorably, of course, she couldn't look creepy if she tried) down a side street, stopping occasionally under a streetlight if the dark got a little too scary. This was where she stood now; beneath a streetlight near an IHOP, regarding the sign with confusion. Open all night, it said, but the lights were clearly out. At least, on this side of the building... Well, it meant any patrons that might have been tempted out of doors for pancakes and waffles would be safe at home. There was no one for Sailor Virgo to fuss over, which meant Sailor Virgo could get ready to go home.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 6:58 pm
Little did Virgo know, but her day was about to get worse. Much worse.
"YEW."
The voice bellowed from high above. In fact, it was bellowing from on top of the IHOP building, in a firm, loud, twangy voice. Out of the shadows came the owner of the voice, a tall gangly girl with waves upon waves of blonde ringlets trailing behind her Serious Business expression. One hand was outstretched and it was pointing directly at the senshi on the ground below.
The other girl had no time to react as the skirted senshi on the roof took a step back, and then ran forward, taking a flying leap from the roof onto the ground in front of the bluenette.
....where she immediately stumbled over and landed face first into the cement, having caught herself off balance by her own high heels.
From the ground, the now less-than-intimidating voice croaked, "Dont yew go nowhere... gimme a second... ********. Hold on."
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 7:06 pm
Apparently Sailor Virgo could not get ready to go home. She looked up, reflexively stepping back so her body rested against the length of the streetlight, hands brought up to repel the attack (the Captain would be so proud!). The person was blonde, very blonde, almost white-blonde, with ringlets that made Virgo a little envious. Virgo's hair did not curl, no matter how nice it would look around her face.
The attacker missed. The attacker was also a senshi, which is what brought her away from the streetlight, over to the poor collapsed girl. "Are you okay," asked Virgo, leaning down to offer her hands. "Falling on the pavement hurts! I hope your hands are okay."
She also hoped they weren't bloody. That happened sometimes. It really hurt when that happened, also Virgo tended to throw up at the combined visual of torn skin and blood.
Throwing up on a new senshi might count as an act of aggression. She should ask the Captain, because Aries would totally know.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:48 am
"No, STOP IT. I'm not gonna fall for your trap!"
The voice was insistent, the girl raising herself up to part ways with the concrete. Blue eyes stared up at the other girl, and she gave the other female the meanest scowl she could muster. The same kind she gave Pig that one time when he snuck into the kitchen and ate her breakfast.
"Derp... warned me about yew bad guys." Grunting, she stumbled up to her feet. Her stockings were torn and there was a giant hole in the palm of one glove, but the grey and white senshi disregarded the tears. It didn't matter. They always managed to stitch themselves back together when she henshin'd again. (She'd tried destroying the frills before. Gawddamn magical princess s**t). "She said yew guys dressed funny. Well yew are dressed funny."
One gloved hand (the untorn one) reached out and pointed at Virgo's unusual dress. "So that means yew're from the Negaverse and I'm gonna stop yew."
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 1:07 pm
Her trap?
It became immediately apparent that this was a new senshi. A very, painfully new senshi who couldn't possibly be expected to know the difference between Zodiac and Negaverse! So it would be Virgo's duty to tell the new senshi what she knew, as usual.
She found she was happy that she never got bored of telling people what she knew.
"I'm not a member of the Negaverse," she said, "I'm Sailor Virgo, Zodiac senshi of Innocence. Please, if you just hold on, I can tell you all about it. I won't even do anything, I'll just stand here, promise." She held up both hands, empty hands, fingers splayed. No way she could be hiding anything! Well, there was Variscite, but Variscite also didn't wear gloves, so...
Virgo smiled hopefully, filed the name Derp away. Maybe the Captain would know that, too.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:21 am
Twisting around as she fought with her huge excessively poofy skirt, the painfully new senshi managed to prop herself up with her hands, then move to an upright sitting position as she glared up at Virgo.
The glare softened as the girl introduced herself, suspicion still lingering in the blonde's eyes.
"Yew're... a Zodiac? I met Pisces, she wears get-up like me. Why don't yew have a frilly Princess dress too, if yew're a senshi?"
Despite her wariness, Mags was not only a painfully new senshi, but also a very painfully gullible one. Had Virgo been an actual Negaverse agent, she probably would have believed her story too.
Managing to rise up to her feet, she brushed the small rocks and debris from the parking lot off of her dress. Then, shot another glare in Virgo's direction.
"I'm Duhr. And I can bring out a tornado if yew're lying, just so yew know."
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 2:13 pm
She watched the blonde senshi pick herself up, hands still uplifted; luckily for Sailor Duhr, Virgo wasn't a Negaverser, or even her Captain, both of whom were Very Bad For You Indeed. "Well, Zodiacs have weird fuku," she explained, wondering if hostage negotiation techniques worked if you yourself were the hostage being negotiated for. Not like Virgo actually knew any hostage negotiating techniques, or even had a chance of learning them, but, well. No one wanted to be on the receiving end of a tornado.
It would probably scrape up her knees something awful.
"A lot of senshi have different fuku," continued the bluenette, "Like, Sailor Mu Cephei has a very simple and pretty white and black fuku, and Sailor Castor's fuku has pants and also an ascot. I do not have pants, white, black, or an ascot, but I am still a sailor senshi. I am a member of the Zodiac Guard. See my pendant?" She indicated her Zodiac doublestar. "It's nice to meet you, Sailor Duhr!"
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