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Some might say Megiddo and Penthesilea were moving too fast. After all, they'd shared their first kill on their very first date, and the line between murder and foreplay was not exactly a well-defined one. Not for them, at least. And if you'd already helped someone destroy a corpse (a corpse that the two of you made), then cunnilingus was not exactly a huge intimacy bump.

So, like, that had totally happened, and Megiddo was smitten. Smitten! Gunn who? No, she took that back, Gunn was still the center of her universe, but Penthesilea was in close orbit and if she couldn't have one omnicidal redhead then she'd gladly make out with the other. The senshi's text sent her flying out the door, first-aid kit in hand, and she made the park in five minutes flat.

"Holy ******** s**t," she said, landing a few feet away. "That sure is a body. I am so turned on right now. What did you need the bandages for?"

Her eyes went to the bleeding gash on Penthesilea's stomach.

"That sure is a giant bloody gash," she said, unfazed. In her civilian life, she read pathology journals for fun. If deformed, aborted fetuses did not make her flinch, she was pretty sure nothing would. "What order do you want to do this in? Triage, corpse disposal, super hot sex? Or?"

Well, Megiddo more than supposed she could deal with being dealt with last - she trusted Penthesilea to make all this worth her while. "Okay, so," she said, digging around in her bag of wonders and pulling out a bottle of peroxide. "This is going to sting, but it's better than you getting gangrene and dying, which would make me, like, super sad, because if you were dead then how would I get laid? Anyway I'm sorry if this stings but that's how you know it's working."

In short order, she dumped half a bottle of hydrogen peroxide on her girlfriend's wound and covered it in a bandage. Satisfied with her work, she straightened up and kissed Penthesilea on the mouth, long enough to hopefully make up for the fact that she hadn't done it right on arrival.

"Okay, so, this guy," said Megiddo, kicking the dead man with the toe of her boot. He was definitely dead. She leaned down and hauled him up into a fireman's carry. "My money's on burning the ******** out of him, or just leaving him somewhere for someone else to deal with. Burning's easier when we've got Gunn handy."

Megiddo nodded. Burning the guy might be off the menu, but the night thing about their magical getups was that it made it astoundingly easy to get away with murder. Megiddo and Penthesilea could whack Negaversers and Dark Mirror senshi all day long and no one would ever be able to pin guilt on Jeanne and Keren.

"You couldn't have dropped the corpse somewhere other than the middle of the park?" she asked as they walked. This was conspicuous! But Penthesilea was hot enough that she'd forgive her, and they finally made it out of the park and into a convenient body dumping spot. Megiddo tossed the corpse unceremoniously into a dumpster and slammed the lid.

"Right then," she said, grinning at Penthesilea as she peeled off her soiled white gloves. "Let's go somewhere and take off each other's clothes until our glamours disappear and then take off our clothes some more."

"So you took a guy to space and then you killed him and then you dumped him in the middle of the park," said Megiddo, totally unfazed by this revelation. It sort of made sense, she decided. There hadn't been enough blood where she found the senshi for them to have fought there. "Babe, I have no idea what kind of crazy you would have to be to do that, but it's the kind of crazy I want to stick my fingers in."

Like, she thought she'd been more than clear. So, when it came to having somewhere to go and make good on her promises, she fortunately held an "internship" of dubious legitimacy and privileged position.

"I can sneak us into an empty apartment at Florence Court," she said, leaning forward to steal a kiss. "If you don't mind drop cloths instead of sheets. Otherwise, my parents are at a conference this weekend. So, like, my bed's open."