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Perhaps Methone's patrols were generally quiet and easy to deal with, only the Super Senshi could really say either way. Of the saturn!bros, the only one that actively seemed to go looking for Trouble was Aegir and his reasoning behind it wasn't talked about, it was just something they'd all come to understand happened. If you wanted an exciting patrol, you went with the Super Senshi of Silence and more often than not, he would deliver. It was like Trouble sniffed him out.

Not that he wouldn't have minded going with her for a nice, quiet patrol...but it was Methone's choice and ultimately she'd opted not to contact any of the saturn!bros, Castor, or one of the guardian cats.

Which was why when the thing worse than the "worst thing that could happen" found the pretty senshi all alone and rather helpless seeming, things headed south fairly quickly. The pretty Captain with a wild look to her eyes and a feral smile found Methone and whistled to herself. Easy prey and why not? I am bored...

She teleported a short distance ahead of the super senshi and stepped out from the darkness, smiling in a decidedly shark-like manner. "Spare a word, pretty one? Or spare a life, perhaps?" There was something hungry in the look Moonstone gave to the senshi, like a rabid beast, perhaps.

Moonstone's smile only spread further at Methone's replies. This one will be fun, oh yes. Such games we will play tonight. How long will you stay pretty? Shall we find out?

The Captain licked her lips and summoned her totem club, caressing it's shapes lovingly while watching the super senshi as though she wanted nothing more than to cannibalize her. "That's eight words, pretty senshi. And then twenty more. An abundance of wealth given scornfully. Well done."

She swung her bat experimentally, allowing the tension to build between them; giving her blood lust time to amp up. It was exciting like Cinnabar was exciting, like yanking star seeds could be. "You are lovely. Pity my only interest in you lies between your breasts." While talking, Moonstone was sizing up her opponent, wondering whether or not she should invite her little pet along for this hunt or not. "Come, pretty bird. Let's play."

Moonstone surged forward, booted feet making sharp staccatos on the ground to propel her body towards Methone. She lept, bat lifted high over her head for an over-headed strike. It was an easy to dodge move, Moonstone knew. She was toying with her prey, testing the girl without putting her own body at much risk.

As she had anticipated, Methone avoided her overhead strike and Moonstone's face held a savage glee even as her weapon slammed into the ground where the pretty senshi had been only moments before. Good, good. Yes, pretty. Dodge and dance, show me how much you have to offer.

Entertain me.

"Saucy thing, aren't you?" The dark haired Captain shifted so she could take another couple of swings at the Senshi of the Northern Lights, going for her midsection slightly faster than she'd attacked before. She was still holding back, toying and testing.

It just wouldn't do if she broke her pretty toy too quickly!