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Bell had given Xavier her set of keys for the Art Center so he could 'borrow' a costume for the Masquerade. She'd carefully explained where the boy costumes were kept, and what keys he'd need to use.

It was now quite dark outside - the place was all locked up for the night - and Sailor Bellatrix was on patrol. She looked very much like a character herself - an Amazon warrior, spear included. Being a Senshi with a more defensive attack, either knowing how to fight physically or having a weapon was essential.
She usually patrolled this area, but tonight she had more than one reason. Other than protecting her favorite place in the entire city, she didn't want something attacking when Xavier might be making his ninja-tastic infiltration of the Theatre.

Little did she know that tonight something would attack. It must have been some sort of unspoken law.

There were costumes for everything from Twelfth Night to ....some futuristic something or another. Needless to say there was plenty to choose from. So long as the Sweeney Todd section was steer cleared from. Bell hated it more than anything. There were personal reasons behind that - petty little reasons, really - but reasons none the less.

This block was Bellatrix's, and the Arts Center was the, well CENTER of it. From that building she could pretty well survey her entire territory, but in the dark of the night, and with so many broken street lamps - a byproduct of past battles - the darkness was deep. Luckily for the female warrior, this Youma wasn't very camouflaged against the night.
Bellatrix was turning to face the south side of her block when she came face to fuzzy face with-

"Whatthehell!?" Bellatrix jumped back and quickly held her spear between her and the giant white Moth Youma.

The Moth Youma was about seven feet tall, and its wingspan was perhaps double that. Instead of the proboscis-like mouth, its mouth was large, round, and full of many rows of teeth...and it they seemed to be dripping some sort of toxic substance. Or at least that was Bellatrix's assessment when some of the icky purple goo fell to the roof and sizzled.

Once confronted with the spear, the Moth Youma fluttered its wings and let out a "SCREEEEE!" before fluttering around it and going after Bellatrix as if she were some brilliant night light. Hmn, that was another though - What wasn't this Moth Youma more attracted to the brighter part of the city? Then it would have been someone else's problem. Bell didn't have to wonder long, because not long after she sent her spear through one wing of the Moth Youma, twenty lightly smaller ones appeared.

'Oh crap, it has babies....'

Bell spared a quick glance at the newcomer before tearing at the larger moth's wings. If it couldn't fly, all the better! For a moment she though Negaverse, but he didn't have that uncomfortable evil aura. "That would be nice - watch out, they have some sort of acidic spit."
Which was always a good thing to know! At least this time Bellatrix wasn't going to have to worry about goo.

Soon Bell had the first, huge, moth down and wingless. Now it was time to deal with these slightly smaller ones. They weren't tiny by any means, but they weren't like momma over there.

"Sailor Bellatrix, Senshi of Fortitude, you?" Perhaps not the best time for introductions, but Bellatrix was female - she could multitask. Mm, sexism, ouch. An effect of being the senshi of the Amazon star? Maybe.

COnsidering his power sphere, Bellatrix did not question the order. She nodded, did as told, then proceeded to wack-a-moth. The big mother moth, still alive, was wriggling its wingless way over. It still, after all, had teeth and acid saliva. Her attention wasn't on it though.

Wiggle Wiggle~ mother moth drew closer. Wiggle, freaken, wiggle.

With the moths distracted, Bellatrix could somewhat more easily impale them - and soon had a giant moth-ka-bob. However as these youma seemed to do, they poofed into dust. Well, at least she wouldn't have to perform any clean up.

Now all that was left was the confused and wriggling mother. It seemed caught between tryng to find the source of the noise, and wanting to go after the senshi - lurching at them, then the air around them. It was inadvertantly assisting the moth in a nice dodging effort. Fed up, Bellatrix liften up one of her hands and a ring of golden energy began to swirl, "Bellatrix Super Chakram!"

She sent the swirl of energy flying. As a Super Senshi, her attack was somewhat different. Now, if Bell focused enough, was determined enough, she could control the trajectory of the chakram, so though it flew past the moth the first time, the Youma wouldn't be so lucky a second time. Upon hitting it, the moth let out another loud SCREEEE! and was paralyzed. Opportunity seized, Bell speared it, and it crack, crackled, and then burst into dust.

With the battle over, and Themis out of sight, Bellatrix jumped down and became simply Bell again. Bell quietly entered the side door of the building, nearest the stage area. It was the safest place to enter, because Xavier would have no reason to be out on the stage, or in the seating area. She exited that room and entered the foyer where one would expect a girl who had fled at the sight of a Youma to be.

"I'm here," she said, providing the perfect inflection to convey the somewhat startled normal citizen act. She then smiled, "Nice costume."

"Yep, looks good," Bell nodded.

Then the issue of the Youma hmn, how should Bell do this?

"I'm not sure. I came in to check out the stage - it's been a while, and I was kind of curious to see if they'd done anything to the floor." They hadn't, Bell noted. It was still the same old black painted wood. Pleh... "I haven't hear anything though. maybe whatever was out there is gone now."

"Hnhn, yeah," Not that anyone would do anything with Bell there. Sometimes a little power and influence was a good thing.

And with that, they left the place behind, neither none the wiser about one another's OTHER identity.