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((OOC note: This battle takes place right after people go into coma's and the city is quarantined, but before either the senshi meeting or the negaverse meeting.))

Heels clicked angrily across the pavement of the park. Eventually she would learn to stop coming to a park frequented by negaversers, but tonight Sailor Perseus had not yet learned her lesson. The same brown heels clicked their way in the same path back to the starting point, and turned again to follow the same path. Over, and over, and over again. She was frustrated.

People were in coma's, crowding the hospitals with their lifeless sleeping forms. There was no way it was what the news said it was, this particular instance seemed more like evil than anything else. Like the coma's people were put in after their starseed's were removed. And she was angry about it too. While her own family hadn't been affected, they were now bugging her to leave Destiny City mercilessly. She was glad that her real phone was with her clothes, safe in subspace storage.

She'd called Sailor Rosalind what seemed like hundreds of times, with absolutely no answer. It just rang, and rang, and rang. Which meant that her new patrolling partner was probably under whatever magic this was too. From what she'd gathered, Seth, Fallon, and Jada had made it into the hospital too. She idly kicked a rock with her foot. She had so much pent up energy at this point, the sailor felt like she could take down a youma solo.

Most of all, above anything else, Sailor Perseus wanted answers and she wanted them now. SO much had been hidden or left out when the senshi had been described to her. ********* gave the basics, Chloe had filled her in more. She knew enough to know that this smelled of evil and corruption. And if you wanted evil and corruption in Destiny City, you went to the Negaverse. The problem was, Perseus didn't know how to find the negaverse. So for now she paced in the park, frustrated and alone.

The repetitive 'plunk' 'plunk' 'plunk' had only just begun to register in the senshi's senses when the sound changed. Before, it had been something heavy dropping into water, but now it was lighter, like something skipping across the surface. As quietly as she could, Perseus walked on her toes over to the pond area, avoiding having her heels click on the surface of the concrete. When she crossed over into the grass, the sailor began to walk normal, trying to keep low and out of sight.

When she got closer, she noticed a familiar uniform. It was Lieutenant Zinkenite, the boy she had talked to just a few weeks before. Under normal circumstances, Perseus would have greeted the boy in front of her amicably, but tonight was different. Tonight she was frustrated with extra energy.

She stepped out from behind the tree she had crouched by, striding over to the boy proudly. She stopped a ways away still, giving some space between her and the boy in front of her. "Who exactly are you calling a b*****d?" There was nothing nice in her tone. Her voice was bitter and angry, and her white gloved hands were clenched in fists.

Perseus returned the lieutenants stare with one that could freeze blood in a lesser human. She wasn't sure what affect it would have on him, but it was the best she had. Unbeknownst to anyone she practiced her facial expressions in a mirror; she was a pro at them. "My parentage is impeccable."

The girl sighed, trying to relieve some of her built up tension. It didn't help much, but the chill breeze helped her think a little. "I'm a little frustrated." She took another step forward towards Zink, keeping out of arms reach.

"If you haven't noticed by now, there seems to be a lot of people in coma's all of a sudden." She eyed him suspiciously. Perseus didn't know what was going on, but it sounded like the MO of the Negaverse. "I don't suppose you would know anything about it." It was a statement. She tried to say it neutrally, but her adrenaline interfered, making it sound a bit harsher than she intended.

"Oh my, how classy." She turned to face him, staring. "I think you are forgetting who is tainted and who is not." Perseus wasn't the one who had been corrupted into having extra powers. She was born with them, she deserved them. "Besides, they seem to be in a coma much like those living without star seeds, don't they?"

She'd heard whispers on the street. Other senshi had been sending out messages, everyone had been affected by the coma's, senshi included. The whole thing just seemed to reek of negative energy. Negative energy which the lieutenant in front of her supplied.

"Isn't that what the Negaverse does to people? Kill them, put them into coma's and cause victims pain and anguish?" She scoffed, her stance rigid. The more Perseus talked, the more she felt like punching Zink in the face. Which, admittedly, she'd just learned how to do properly this week in self defense.

"You know what, I've had enough of this bull." Her booted heel wiggled once in the soft ground before it decided on more decisive action. The sailor crossed the distance between the two of them in a few strides.

And she did something that she'd never done before. Her fist reeled back, and she shut her eyes before propelling the white gloved fist forward. It was just like class had been, with the exception of she was aiming for a face rather than a punching bag.

Never in her life had Adira resorted to solving a problem with physical aggression, at least not that she had instigated anyways. She had always been the one to retaliate, and usually it was the diplomatic approach. Perseus didn't know what would happen, but she knew that she had been the start of it.

And the girl was strangely at peace with that fact.

Her eyes went wide open with shock when she felt her hand make contact with something, and make contact with it hard. She was even more surprised when she realized that her hand had made contact with his face, silver blue eyes going wide with regret.

This was about the same time she realized that her hand hurt, and it hurt like nobodies business. "Augh. God, I never realized how much that hurts." She shook her hand and held it up to her mouth, biting down on the side, trying to relieve the pain.

So focused on her own pain, she didn't realize the lieutenants attempt at retaliation, with his large boot landing squarely on her own booted foot. Unfortunately for Perseus, however, her boots didn't offer the protection that she wished it had. The girl gave out a cry, tears coming to the corner of her eyes.

Trying to keep her head in the game, Perseus did the only thing she could think of. It was a tripping move, learned early on in her self defense class. Stepping closer, the girl attempted to get as close as physically possible, and moved to both wrap a leg around one of his and an arm around his waist. Perseus turned one caped shoulder into his chest and shoved, hoping to bring him down.

Perseus gave out a triumphant "Hah!" before being promptly pulled down with him. A pair of hands reached out and blindly grabbed at her, managing at the last minute to wrap around the bronze cuffs that held in her collar cape. What particularly registered in her mind was the fact that she was falling.

Because of her leg position, and the force pulling down on her, Perseus ended up somewhere between laying on top of and straddling the shorter lieutenant she was fighting. Which was also, incredibly awkward. A deep red blush filtered onto her cheeks, which felt like they were on fire. This was ridiculous!

As soon as she tried to move, however, she realized one more very important point. Zinkenite's hands were still wrapped around her sailor collar. And in the pulling and moving...they'd managed to move a bit further south than was comfortable. She felt revolted at the whole thing.

Trying to get up, however, was another story entirely. Her leg was trapped underneath his body. Perseus was crushed up against him in an intimate and uncomfortable way. Not wanting to take a low blow just yet, she did what any lady would.

That being letting out an disgusted noise and moving to slap him across the face (thankfully or unthankfully for him, it was opposite of where she had punched him). "Get your hands off of me!" She didn't bother to hide the tear or two that managed to leak out of her eyes. But she was strong, she was a Sailor Soldier, and she would not cry.

"Well then your kind've EVIL and I don't know which is worse!" Perseus, even bewildered and not thinking straight out of pure adrenaline rush had to add the 'kind've'. She couldn't call Zink outright evil, considering he wasn't. He was kind and smart and....wait, why were they fighting again?

Regret came flooding back into her mind and she stopped trying to hit him. "I..." She was cut off by the lieutenant whispering at her. The sailor stilled, leg still trapped underneath the boy who was trapped underneath her. It was a dumb situation at best. The sound of heavy boot falls and people talking reached her ears.

Perseus dropped her voice to a whisper. "Oh s**t. By the sound of it, its guards." Her mind raced, trying to think up a plan while the boots made their way closer. They must have heard the pair fighting and went to investigate. What to do, what to do!

"My leg is trapped underneath you, I think it would be best if we tried to disentangle ourselves before they get here, but were going to have to roll to the right first." Also, her leg was starting to hurt. It was crushed at an awkward angle, still trapped in much the same place it had been when she'd tripped him. Bright silver-blue eyes bored into Zink's, only inches away from where they had been whispering. Situation had gone from bad to worse.