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From her perch in one of the park's larger trees, Chariklo felt an aura not unlike her own brush against her senses. Not as strong though. So... a baby Dark Mirror? It was possible.

Curiosity aroused, she leapt from her tree and headed in the direction of the aura she'd felt. And when she found the source, well. Chariklo was pretty sure she'd be crazy hot if she didn't look so cranky. Still, she looked like "family". And Chariklo was not about to let family go by without saying hi.

"If you don't start smiling, your face may freeze that way," she called out teasingly. "And that'd be a damn shame."

Yup, this was a crankypants. Oh well. Chariklo still aimed a dazzling, crooked smile at the other girl and held her hands out slightly to show she meant no harm.

"Simmer down there, twinkletits. You look and feel like my type of senshi and I wanted to say hi. That's all."

Then, tilting her head slightly, she allowed curiosity to run rampant.

"What's got your knickers in a knot anyway. You look grumpy, you sound grumpy. Can't be healthy."

"Ugh, fine. Take all the fun out of life, why don't you," Chariklo shot back with an exaggerated sigh clearly meant to show how noble and forbearing she was being in the face of Talos' decided grumpiness. "But you were grumpy lookin' before I said anything, so you can't blame me for your current 'tude."

For her part, Chariklo couldn't decide whether or nto she liked this girl enough to keep bothering with her. Sure, she was family, but ugh. So grumpy. And as for dumb nicknames, well. Chariklo was pretty sure that she'd explode if she tried to hold all the sass in.

Talos would just have to deal.

"Why don't you put all that crankiness to some good use, Grumpy Cat?" she asked tauntingly. Suddenly, she wanted to see what this girl could do besides standing around frowning at everything. Besides, as far as hazing went, this was pretty gentle and Chariklo really did want to make sure of Talos before leaving her to her own devices.

After all, it was unlikely that a youma or White Moon would be all that fazed by glares and chilly voices.

Smirking was the only possible way to describe the look on Chariklo's face as Talos gave her warning about fighting experience. Okay, so maybe the stuff she knew was a lot more structured than Chariklo's own School of Hard Knocks style brawling but still. Did she think that Chariklo magic'd her way out of everything?

Ridiculous.

Without bothering to speak, the tall senshi grinned tightly and raced for Talos, only at the very last moment did she shift her weight so that as she fell, she would slide a bit. And she fully intended to grab Talos' ankle as she slid and pull the girl off balance. Maybe shake her up a bit.

Either way, this was gonna be good.

Too slow. Chariklo ground her teeth as the other girl's fist drove into her shoulder and she scrambled back. Too damn, ******** slow. Rocking to her feet, she probed her shoulder and decided that while it hurt, she'd live. Whether or not Talos would was a whole 'nother question.

Still grinning like a wild thing, the tall blonde considered calling on her magic, just to see the inevitable look of startlement that always accompanied the rush of magic. But no, not yet. Instead, she decided she would just play even dirtier. Eyes scanning the ground, she knelt quickly and scooped up a small handful of pebbles and dirt. And just as quickly threw them directly at Talos' face.

And hey, if that distraction worked, she had a fist she really wanted to introduce to the other Dark Mirror's gut...

For a moment, Chariklo stood there feeling decidedly cocky. THat feeling vanished quickly as one of Talos' fists drove into her and knocked the wind from her lungs. Holy, sweet Jesus ********, how had her punch gotten that heavy? Curling in on the fist in her stomach, Chariklo found herself gasping for air, fingers clasped around Talos' wrists.

Well, if this was how they were going to play, Chariklo would have no compunctions about calling up her own magic.

Just as soon as she could breathe again.

Chariklo mamnaged to suck air into her lungs just as the other girl began trying to pull away. Grimacing, she held on as tightly as she could, mind racing as she tried to figure out the best way to get herself a little revenge.

Mind drawing a blank, she went with the best thing she could think of and threw herself backwards, pulling the other girl with her. As she fell, she drew her legs in closer to her body before kicking up, hoping to catch the baby dark mirror in the gut and send her flying.

And just in case that didn't work, she hissed out the words that called up her magic.

"Mobbing Cry!"

Sailor Chariklo emits a harsh, squawking call that seems to come from more than one throat and it feels as through a small swarm of wings are attacking. Able to perform three time per battle if needed. The attack is now able to encompass 2 to 3 people if they are not standing too far apart (about a 5'-7' radius). The targets are now in danger of being knocked silly as well as painful bruising around the head and shoulders. Also, the wings take on just the barest, tiniest shimmering definition of shape. Attack duration is now 30-45 seconds. Also, should the main target of the attack try to escape, the attack will follow them for about 5 seconds.