Though she was in the strange land of Elysion, the senshi's mind wasn't upon any sort of sight she was now seeing as pushed her way through the land. No, the strange flora was the least of her concerns right now. The eternal senshi's mind was racing, thinking over what she had seen prior to Elysion.
She was thinking of what had caused her to arrive in Elysion tonight.
********* was always the cheerful cat. Ever patient and devoted to what she felt was her duty. She had never given Sailor Iris any real reason to worry (though there were a couple times where the tomboy had indeed worried). Yet today was different.
It was a Saturday, meaning no school. Most teenagers slept in, but Ellie was never able to really sleep in. She was up bright and early. Dressed up in her garage clothes, she passed the kitchen with a casual wave to her mother who was attempting to make an old fashioned breakfast. The kitchen smelled like burnt eggs. Rather than wait for a disaster to happen, the teen exited the house through the front door, clapping her hands together in preparation for some good quality auto repair.
However, the moment she stepped out of her house onto the front cobblestone, her foot collided with something unexpected and rather soft. Pausing mid step, she looked down and found a familiar furball at her feet.
"Ain't it a bit early fer ya ta...."
Her voice paused. Sad green eyes had managed to look up at the blonde. Ellie might not have been the sentimental sort, but she also didn't have a heart of stone. In a rather stern tone, she demanded "Tell me what's wrong."
Running past a tree that almost looked like it was made of watercolor paints, Iris' golden eyes searched critically for one Senshi. It wasn't like she knew what this b*tch looked like aside from the vague description that the manx had given. In fact, it was pretty hard to get much out of the manx aside from the fact she had found one of Iris' missing teammates. The yellow suited senshi managed to gather a few other facts, but that was amidst all of the feline blubbering.
Now she'd pay.
Where the hell are you Parthenope?!
Desustruction
Parthenope stood there, starring at the spot the girl had disappeared. Only the whirring of the overturned RC car's wheels and his breathing accompanied him. He should have woken up. It wasn't every day that he pushed someone head over heels to their death in a dream. He shook his head before burying it in his hands, rubbing his eyes for a few moments to try and wake himself up. When absolutely nothing changed, he blinked away the fog the pressure of his hands hand caused. The teen was still looking over the same cliff at the same spot in the distance miles below him.
Damn. It was one of those dreams...
He swiftly turned back to look at the little car, forever spinning it's wheels frantically with the head lights blinking until someone pulled out it's batteries. Yellow eyes darted around for the remote but found nothing. She must have taken it with her. Parthenope lifted the little car from it's rocky prison. The tiny motor inside it sprang back to life, becoming even louder when the wheels connected with the ground again. He couldnt help but chuckle loudly as it turned in a never ending circle. The joystick must have been stuck slightly to the right.
Damn. It was one of those dreams...
He swiftly turned back to look at the little car, forever spinning it's wheels frantically with the head lights blinking until someone pulled out it's batteries. Yellow eyes darted around for the remote but found nothing. She must have taken it with her. Parthenope lifted the little car from it's rocky prison. The tiny motor inside it sprang back to life, becoming even louder when the wheels connected with the ground again. He couldnt help but chuckle loudly as it turned in a never ending circle. The joystick must have been stuck slightly to the right.
Elysion was a pretty f*cked up place. One moment it was like running in a jungle, the next it was like a desert. The plant life in the area was dying out a bit, but there was still some present. However, the thing to catch the eternal senshi's attention was the sound of a motor. It might have been small, but she had well trained ears for this sort of thing. Any mechanic who couldn't have heard such was no mechanic at all in her books.
The chuckling might have been heard, but it wasn't the thing that caught her attention. Soon enough, the teen was making her way to the sound. What she came upon was exactly what the cat had described.
A senshi with dark brown-black hair done in three long braids. However, this senshi was wearing shorts. If she was in a better mood, she might have complained or joked about the fact her shorts were better than skirts. Now wasn't the time for it. The blonde had managed to catch up to Parthenope from the back and rather brashly announced herself.
"Hey, Parthenope! What the F*CK is wrong with ya?!"
