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Tonight felt amazin'.

The weather had behaved itself, which meant it wasn't pourin' out two inches of snow every hour, the public was all indoors watchin' football and whatnot and the youma were behavin' themselves and leavin' the streets clear and deserted.

Well, at least that's how Duhr saw it.

Or maybe she was just happy because she had a full tummy. Whatever worked.

Feet dangled from atop the Waffle House as she surveyed her part of the city. Maud, the only one in the WH's dining area, remained oblivious to the curly-haired senshi that seemed to take residence on the Waffle House's roof two or three nights out of the week.

That was fine. She would continue to be its silent protector, for as long as it needed protectin'.


Or something like that.

"Well ain't you Mr. Fancypants yourself."

His hair had at least two colors in it, from what she could see from the rooftop, but his outfit had a cape, a sash, some stars and a whole lot of color to it. He wore boots too - boots that made her jealous enough to take a passive aggressive swing at the building with the bottom of her own four inch heel.

She hadn't felt the presence, not until he had said something. But now that Fancypants brought up the notion of a monster lurking nearby, she could feel the youma's awful vibe as well.

A youma, at the Waffle House?

Not on her watch.

Attempting to remain casual, she awkwardly swung out her leg once more before making an ungraceful hop down to the sidewalk. "Duhr. Sailor Duhr."

A hand outstretched itself to meet his - may as well make his company, if he was about to be a partner in crime-fightin'.

"Ah could go for one myse----"

Her words cut off as she heard the rustle. The idea of blinding orbs of darkness were a bit unnerving, but she had to assume for the better that this nameless fella wasn't planning on intentionally hitting her with any of his balls. No, her focus lay on the dark shadow that was currently leaping its way down from the adjacent building, up onto the roof of the Waffle House where she'd departed from only moments earlier.

"Holy hell!"

There was no time to explain what her sphere was - she'd have to just show him.

Clapping her hands together, her fingers poised in gun position and shortly thereafter, followed a holler of "TWISTIN' WINDS!"

The cyclone began to form, whipping at her feet as wayward pieces of trash fell victim to the circling storm. It felt like forever, but it only took seconds for the funnel to form, giving Duhr just enough time to shoot it off towards the lumbering shadow headed directly for them. The tornado bounced off the creature, seeming to only anger it further as it launched itself towards the senshi duo.

"Watch out!"