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Sugilite slumped in a doorway, grumbling to herself. If these outfits were so magical, why didn't they ever have a 'winter' switch somewhere, that would generate you a magical coat and toque? Squatting down as daintily as possible in the circumstances, she picked up the styrofoam cup that had been steaming away quietly beside her. Another night looking for trouble had ended in another night outside the all night convenience store, with a cup of awful coffee, warming her hands. Last year she had used the stores as stake out points, ambushing the lone civilians that stumbled in to buy toilet paper at 2am, but now that sort of thing could get you in trouble. Rubbing her fingers around the rim, she popped the lid of the cup and took a gulp, sitting in a pool of cold, sullen nostalgia.

Christ, she remembered when this had been fun. What she wouldn't do right now, to feel that old thrill of the hunt. Sure she might be rose tinting the past a little, and whitewashing all the times she had to turn tail and run against stronger senshi, but at least it had been exhilarating. And she had plans, yeah, sure, to get the excitement back, to feel her blood pumping and her vision sharpening. But they were long term games, and she wasn't ready to reveal them yet. She still needed more ... time. Resources. Minions. Sealing the lid on her coffee again, she stood up and stretched once, twice. Bending over and touching her toes, then swinging back upright, she focused on the area surrounding her once more, trying to detect any faint power signals. If she felt nothing, she'd take her coffee and move on, find another doorway somewhere else to lurk till the sun came up.