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It wasn't often that Elegancia found herself in the mall near closing time, which was 9PM. She preferred shopping in the morning to afternoon, and fancy dining at night, or night relaxing hours.

... Or, as the case may have been, sailor soldier patrolling. Elegancia dropped her bag of clothes off in her limousine, told the chauffer she'd be back promptly (she said she'd dropped her phone in a store), and went back in. There had, as of late, been monster sightings in several different malls. Elegancia took it upon herself to remedy the situation and eradicate any further sightings.

Strutting through the mall hallways, she watched as stores wound down and closed their doors to any new shoppers. Elegancia began to wonder why she made it a point to even go patrolling at such a strange hour, especially when things were beginning to quiet. There were no strange sightings to be found-- no youma, no negaversers, no screaming civilians, no other senshi-- nothing at all.

She made her way to the mall's back exit, looking down and at her phone in the process. Because she wasn't looking ahead, Elegancia walked into the back of a tall young man and fell back dramatically, her phone sliding across the tile. "Ouch!" she cried, "excuse me!!"

What was with all these rude, manner-less people as of late?! Hmph! If there were to be a youma-attack, Elegancia decided that she would most definitely not save this boy's starseed from being snatched. It was not worth salvaging!! And worse, since he didn't offer to help her stand, Elegancia inadvertently showed a bit of panty as she picked herself up off the floor! She immediately pulled her skirt down to keep her unmentionables unmentioned thereafter.

"Ick, we must be total opposite sides of the magnet in that case, because I am totally repulsed." She looked side-to-side, noticing that stores were beginning to turn their lights off as their days were complete. "Why would you be standing still during closing time, anyways? Are you a thief?" Elegancia eyed him, then continued in a hushed-tone, "you know, there's sailor soldiers around who will get you if you do something like that..."

Elegancia was joking, of course-- she doubted that a young man as rude and as seemingly stupid as he was had the capacity to rob stores. How funny!

"Opposites attract...? Speak for yourself!! I get it, though, you're undeniably charmed by my dainty assets," Elegancia started, "but who could blame you? It just shows that you're not completely stupid." She proceeded to laugh mockingly into the back of her hand, ignoring his comment on school. Although she hated Crystal Academy, she could not deny that she received a fabulous education there.

Elegancia didn't like Nate's flippant tone he took on as he responded to her inquiry about being a thief-- she shrugged it off, though, as him playing along with her joke. It was meant to be taken as such, so she would only take what he said at face value. Elegancia let out a nasal, almost-condescending chuckle as he grinned at her. He wasn't funny.

"Well, boy, I would be careful-- you never know when one of them will just show up and... Punish you!" Elegancia rolled her eyes and smiled half-heartedly. She turned her back to leave him, without so much as a "good evening" (it was awful, but whatever), when suddenly--

A woman shrieking in the distance.

Security went rushing around the corner to ascertain what the cause was, but they too could be heard shrieking as they found the source. What Elegancia heard next could only be described as the squealing of car tires and an engine revving monstrously. And, unfortunately, as the sounds grew closer, a youma revealed itself. It was one of those show cars that malls leave out in their hallways every so often, except... Gone horribly awry.

"Time to transform into Sailor Rosalind," Elegancia thought as she dashed towards the exit-- but no such luck. The back doors had been locked. To add insult to injury, each store between Elegancia and the youma were all closed. There was no way around the car-youma, with its headbumper-fangs, so she'd have to transform in front of that boy. But how would he react?

"Rosalind Power, Make-Up!" As Elegancia phased between being a civilian and sailor soldier, she wondered what would happen next. When the bright, minty-green flash of light ended, Sailor Rosalind stood before the youma. She could not help but feel guilty-- revealing her identity, and all-- but dire situations called for dire measures. Rosalind took a sassy stance, looked in the boy's direction, and commanded that he get out and away as soon as he could.

"It's in your best interest that you leave this to me," she told him. Really, it was. What could a rotten hoodlum, bereft of his manners, do to help the situation? He'd only hinder her, at any rate.

Hmph! Elegancia had just transformed into a sailor-suited heroine, and all the boy had to say was a snide remark. If she were a civilian, and she witnessed someone transform, Elegancia would have been shocked stiff! He did, atleast, heed her instructions and veer off a bit to allow her to take care of the youma. Sailor Rosalind flipped a stray lock of glossy hair behind her shoulder, then fixed her glance upon the car-youma and took an offensive stance.

"I would like to see you bring it," she said, "before I bounce you like a bad check!!" Rosalind really needed to stop saying that-- but it had become a habit. Sort of like biting your nails, except not disgusting and bad for her. At any rate, Rosalind was prepared for battle.

Or so she thought, until the car came barreling towards her, attempting to smoosh her into little Rosalind-pancakes. Thankfully, the brunette had quick sailor soldier reflexes, so she quickly threw herself onto the floor-- the youma narrowly passed over her as the tires screeched in her ears. The Soldier of Wealth picked herself up and off the cold tile afterwards, the car now a good distance away, and did a little victory jig. Unfortunately, she should have known better than to let her guard down, as the fancy show car sped backwards in reverse, sending Rosalind flying several feet and through a store window.

When Rosalind got up, slightly disoriented and her head ringing with pain, she discovered that she had been sent into a men's clothes store, and was now covered in awful Hawaiian prints. "Disgusting!!" she called out while throwing a temporary fit, losing her focus on the battle. Even worse, Rosalind started to rip the awful shirts up. If there was one thing she hated more than being hit by cars, it was ugly clothes. After she was suitably satisfied, Rosalind painfully limped out of the store, somewhat-daintily stepping over shards of glass and into the sight of the youma once again.

As she tried to call forth her magical coin attack, the car came racing towards her once again-- this was a bad situation. Rosalind wasn't being granted enough time to attack, and the vehicle-youma was relentless in trying to squash her! Rosalind continued to dodge the attack while trying to use her powers on it, but only in vain.

Was this, once again, the end of Sailor Rosalind?!

"Oh, no-- there's no way. It couldn't be. No, just-- no--" Rosalind stared at the boy, who was now Sailor Chaonis, with her mouth agape. It may have been poor manners, but she was just in such a state of shock that she couldn't help it.

Plus it was the closest she had ever been to a naked boy before. Rosalind registered what she had just seen and turned red in the face. "I thought I told you to go away-- you didn't watch me, did you?! NO, you better not have stayed to watch me transform, you pervert!!" Rosalind stomped her foot and yelped in pain-- it was the bad foot that had been injured.

"Look, I don't need a buffoon's help, especially not a rookie buffoon!!" Rosalind crossed her arms and eyed the youma cautiously. Although it had been damaged, she knew it would spring back into action at any moment. But for now, it was stalling. Literally.

"Sterling Silver VOLLEY!!" Rosalind called while snapping her fingers, as coins started to pour out of the ceiling and pelting everything beneath them. "I can't believe-- just-- ugh."

"I'll do nothing of the sort!!" Rosalind threw her arms together in a cross, huffing all the while. "I show you enough kindness as you deserve, I'll have you know." Without a second thought, Rosalind threw a pointed finger in his face, and started, "you know, I've done just as many things for you as you have for me, so don't start this whole holier-than-thou stuff with me!!" Rosalind was really, for lack of a better term, what one would call 'pissed.'

Watching as Chaonis thrust himself upon the carma (that being a car-youma), Rosalind couldn't help but wince. Once more, his attack was misguided and went barreling towards one of the mall's support pillars. Needless to say, an entire support walk-way of the mall's upper level collapsed, and even one store fell, too! It was, unfortunately, her favorite one in the mall. Rosalind threw her hands up and screeched in exasperation.

"Look what you DID!!" She cried out, bringing her hands to her face and standing with her mouth agape.

"Do you have any idea what store that was?!" No, he probably didn't. And Rosalind proceeded to tell him just why it was her favorite store in the world-- she mentioned the selection, the quality fabrics they used, the striking colors, not to mention the fact that they sold nice accessories there, as well-- after a long-winded tangent on the store, Rosalind crossed her arms and stomped her foot in protest of Chaonis' reckless ways. "You cannot keep doing this!" Holding back a wince from the haughty stomp, Rosalind uncrossed her arms and moved her hands to her hips.

"Anyways, aside from your lack of caution when using your attacks, you're not completely inept. Atleast, not as much." She looked around, at the wreckage, the dust, and the remaining mallrats who had been loitering around before closing-time who got a special show. "I trust that you can keep a secret as well as I can?" Rosalind was really, really hoping for a shred of decency from the boy at the moment.

Rosalind stared at Chaonis with eyes as wide as an owl's, except filled with hatred and contempt. She didn't like to be mocked, obviously. "You know, you're not funny. Not in the least. I am being serious-- if you keep doing things like this, you're going to earn us an even worse reputation." Rosalind looked around at all the teenagers and store-workers who had seen the entire thing, then pointed at them all. "See all of them? They got a show-- some of them on video! And what are they going to see? A sailor soldier completely demolishing a higher-end store, that's what!!" Rosalind really, really wanted to push Chaonis into the fountain behind him, but she restrained herself.

"At any rate, standing around arguing isn't going to earn us a better reputation, either, so we'd better get going." The Soldier of Wealth turned her back to Chaonis, but as she started to make her way towards the closest exit, he spewed more nonsense out of his mouth. Right now, she didn't care-- she was in pain, her leg only allowed her to limp. "Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say, Chaonis." It didn't faze her in the least-- Rosalind continued on her merry little way, hoping he hadn't said something like "hey you'll give me two-hundred million bucks for helping you, right??" Because that would mean she had agreed to it! He was like a child that needed to be placated.

The brunette turned back around briefly, then added, "are you going to get out of her any time soon, or what?"