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How humiliating.

For just one day Elegancia would have loved to not see a youma. Just. One. Day. But unfortunately, Elegancia had been dealt the duty of a sailor scout, so she seemed to run into these things more often than not. Even on the days where she just wanted to shop and keep to herself, something like a ridiculous pudding monster would show up to ruin her day. It was a wonder that her nerves hadn't been completely destroyed.

But what, exactly, was humiliating?

Being held high in the air by a youma constructed of men's leather belts, that's what. And the worst part? Elegancia had decided to wear a skirt that day. Surely some sick businessmen were having a field day with the sight of her panties, monster be damned! "Put me dooooooown, you brute!" She tried to kick the tentacle-belt-arm-thing that held her so high in the air, screaming the entire time.

It was unfortunate that the monster had caught her right before she transformed-- the thing had slapped her henshin pen out of her hands quite a distance! But what could she do now besides hope that no one would look up her skirt?

The white-clad sailor soldier was certainly a refreshing sight, not only because she was saving Elegancia, but also because the snowballs generated a cool breeze upon impact on an otherwise hot spring day. It was truly a wonderful thing that there were so many heroes and heroines in Destiny City, even though there were probably an endless amount of youma to be found.

"I'm not worried about that too much," she called down at Eskimo, "these sorts of things happen all of the time!"

And then the snowball had begun to warp the leather belts, causing the youma to screech out in pain and thrust Elegancia quite a distance away from the scene. She went flying over two buildings, over a few cars, and into a patch of flowers. Thankfully, Elegancia was a lucky girl.

Reaching into her clutch, Elegancia was primed to transform into Sailor Rosalind-- then she remembered. Her henshin pen was at the scene of the youma. What if someone had picked it up and kept it? She'd have to go back and scramble to find it-- that sailor scout would need help, even though she looked as if she was more than capable of dusting such a pathetic creature.

After dashing among people running away and hurdling over a few bushes, Elegancia was before the creature again, who whipped a belt in her direction in anger. "I- I dropped my favorite lipstick!! Continue what you're doing, please, don't mind me..." She sheepishly smiled at Eskimo, who now probably felt as though she had to protect an idiot civilian.

If only Elegancia could tell her. At any rate, the pen was still there, but across from the youma, who was whipping belts around violently. She'd have to wait for Eskimo to distract it.

"It's quite a nice kind if lipstick, much better than anything you'd find at Sephora or MAC-- it's one-of-a-kind, in fact!" She scurried around, trying to not be a nuisance in the heat of battle. Watching Eskimo get whipped in the midriff didn't seem fun, and in fact, Elegancia made a note to punish the creature that much more when she had the chance to do so.

And finally, Elegancia had her pen in hand. It took some finagling and tactical steps, but Elegancia was finally able to transform into Sailor Rosalind. She called out, "thanks! I've got it now. Carry on without me!" Dashing off into an alley not too far away from the action, the auburn-haired heiress called out her magical incantation and transformed into Sailor Rosalind. A good thing, too, for it seemed like Eskimo was running out of options against the creature.

Arriving on the scene of the battle, Rosalind stood atop a bench and called out, "monster!! I cannot forgive you for attacking such a beautiful civilian of Destiny City, much less attacking a lone sailor scout! In the name of Rosalind, you're bounced like a bed check!" Then she snapped her fingers and called out her magical attack phrase-- Gleaming Gold Volley-- which hurdled a myriad of gold coins in the direction of the youma. A ruthless attack, really, and one fitting of a super scout.

As the creature yelped in pain, Rosalind trotted over to Eskimo and made time to introduce herself. "Hello, I'm Super Sailor Rosalind-- the Soldier of Wealth. It was nice of you to try and save that pretty young girl earlier-- and sorry for not arriving sooner!"

"Weren't expecting anyone to show up? This is Calico Lane, after all!" She put her hands to her hips, then rolled her head while letting her locks of hair fall over her shoulders. "Calico Lane is always under the watchful eye of Vogue, my team. You need not be worried!" Rosalind wanted to curtsy, but decided it would have been better to shake hands-- after all, it was more 'professional.' But her plans to properly introduce herself were thwarted when the belted youma began snapping belts at the duo once again-- this time with more gusto and rage.

Rosalind's coin barrage had subsided, so it was time for the fisticuffs. But how did one get close to a beast that could whip you before you even had a chance to get close to it? She had an itch to take off one of her shoes and lug it at the youma (since they were made out of solid gold, after all), but decided against it. Many a shoe had been lost to this throwing technique that, more often than not, ended up not working.

"Okay, I would say let's go dust this thing, but this might be a little harder than I thought. Have any ideas?" She thought it would have been a good idea to maybe throw something at it, so that it would whip whatever was thrown at it-- to distract it, or whatever. But what would warrant the creature's attention that the girls could use? "I am kind of stumped, honestly!"