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Trinity had been lounging in her room, her father having declared a "snow day" in his usually eccentric, but suave fashion. The snow have been comeing down heavy, again, and he had cancelled all oblications, decideing instead to have a pajama party. It had been delightfully strange, and even the household staff had played along. The maids and cook had always been treated more like family, and it had been delightfull to lounge in their pajamas and watch movies.

They had even ordered pizza ( Much to the dismay of the pajama clad cook ) and the very brave delivery boy had been tipped more than his car was worth for his service, and given a cocoa to go in a very nice ceramic travel mug.

It had been fun. It had been exhausting. Who knew doing nothing but eat, lounge about, and watch bad Christmas movies could be so fun? But as the night approached midnight, and everyone was yawning into their popcorn, the snow had stopped and everyone had gone to their rooms to call it a night. For some reason though.... Trinity was not the least bit tired. She gazed out the window at the suddenly beautiful night, at the stars glittering in their soft velvety blanket of sky, and decided... why not go out?

Locking her door she slipped out onto her little balcony, hopped with the dexterity hard won dexterity and scrambled down, making her way through the snow, shivering in her pajamas. By the time she reached the clear zone she was almost considering calling it quits, but there it was, the marker she had placed to let her know she had followed the path far enough away from security cameras and population that she could safely power up. She did so, and felt the usual exhilaration flow through her.

She smiled to herself, a little shiver running up her spine that caused her to shed a cascade of twinkling sparkles. She took off, running with the speed that her powered form allowed her, running fleetly down the path and entering a field that separated the large expanse of her family estate, from a large upscale park and woodland. During the day this field would be covered with manicured grass meant for picnics, little path meant for horses edging the expanse leaning into more woods with trails. But for now, it was abandoned and quiet, no green visible, only the gently twinkling crystals of ice caught in the crisp snow.

Disneya walked into the path, taking delightful pleasure to be the first one to leave prints in the untouched snow, the sparkles from her fuku leaving a trail behind her like fireflys on the snow till they winked out of existence. She was about half way through the field, making her way towards the other treeline when a sweet smell caught her attention. She paused, it was like... a delicate perfume, but not chemically or false. Almost like a garden but colder and cleaner somehow. It seemed an unusual place to find such a sensation. she gazed around and eventually eyes landed on... a flower?

The senshi walked over to a small clusyer of what were indeed flowers.. only they looked like snowflakes? How unusual! She knelt in the snow, running a gloved finger over the edge. They tugged at her glove, and the smell grow stronger. Disneya did not know a whole lot about flowers... but she had never seen such a bloom before, and as far as she was aware... flowers usually didn't bloom at night?

Disneya had been so enchanted with the flowers she hadn't really noticed the aura approaching until he was far to close for comfort. She felt it just a split second before he called, furrowing her brows just in time for his voice to cut through the night silence.

She had been so focused on... well... focusing that she squeaked. Legitimately squeaked, which cause a little poof of sparkles to explode off of her, and she jumped back to her feet.

She looked at the negverse agent on the far side of the field. To close for comfort. He felt strong... strong like the one who had tried to stab her, and technically succeeded. She felt the scars on her abdomen burn in the cold like a live wire, reminding her to be wary. It looked kinda… well... goofy. Cute, but goofy, struggling through the snow. Like a little boy who had found his dads military uniform and was trying to walk in to big of shoes. But she would NOT let that fool her, not this time. The last one had looked charming and pleasant, right up until he tried to gut her.

All the while she was just sort of... stare/glaring at him with a general air of distrust about her. " Right... because the negaverse is out patrolling for flowers now.... " He was still technically approaching " How.... how about you just stay over there. " She kinda held up her hand a little bit, trying to sound firm but there was a distinct waver in her voice. If she had been a petty person, which she was not, she would have crushed the flowers under her heels, but she just.... wasn't.

As it was she stood carefully with the flowers behind her, gazing at the blue glad man in front of her, still out of reach, but to close for comfort. She did make a notable effort though to not crush them beneath her boots, the flowers, in her mind, were precious and innocent.