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To some people, being a senshi was probably like a second nature, to where they didn't have to think twice before powering up and going on a patrol, to where they did this thing on a regular basis to where it was like, well, a job? For someone as scatterbrained as Charice, though, being a senshi was something she forgot about most of the time, even though she kept the pen buried at the bottom of her purse, not that she even remembered it was there half the time. Her daily routine was fairly simple, generally- wake up, do some gardening, maybe tease Arisha a little and try to peek at her poetry, do some more gardening, and then maybe wander around town aimlessly a little. Having long since graduated from Meadowview, Charice had declined to pursue higher education, instead continuing to assist at her mom’s flower shop, alongside Arisha, as well as tend to her own personal garden.

In short, plants were more important to Charice than anything else.

While she generally forgot all about the fact that she had a powered identity or even that a cat had given her a magical transformation pen in the first place, there was the odd rare occasion where she would spontaneously power up and surprisingly be a force to be reckoned with. It wasn’t because some hapless civilian was being terrorized by the negaverse or anything, though it really should have been. Rather, it was because of… plants.

Even if it wasn’t her garden specifically, Charice could never forgive anyone who sought to trample over, or otherwise harm, the precious plant life that she adored so much. That was the worst kind of thing anyone could do, in her mind- some plants never truly bounced back if they were messed with too much, especially if they were uprooted and left as such.

Such was the case today. Some poor youma not only had the misfortune of crossing paths with Charice, but it had trampled all over someone's very beautiful (and colorful!) flower beds, that they surely had spent a very good long amount of time working on. In a flash, Charice the scatterbrained was replaced by Eriphyla, the senshi of hydrangeas and protector of beautiful gardens everywhere.

"How could you!? Those flowers were someone's livelihood," Eriphyla cried, as if the youma understood, or even cared, "I'll never forgive those that hurt the precious flowers! Eriphyla's Gift."

A handful of hydrangea blossoms were conjured up, and sent sailing through the air, towards the unlucky youma that had dared to hurt someone's plants in front of her.

Eriphyla glanced down at the unfortunate youma, which was currently writhing in the ground undoubtedly feeling the effects of hydrangea poisoning, and then over at the newcomer, a senshi like herself dressed in red and white. Smiling cheerfully, as if she didn't just poison a youma for the crime of... stepping on some flowers, she waved to Kerberos, as if this was something she did on a every day basis. Given Eriphyla's love of flowers, it very well could have been... if she wasn't so spacy.

"Oh, hello!" she said, as if greeting an old friend, "I don't think I do, but if you'd like to help me punish him, you can! He was hurting the flowers, and I couldn't let him keep doing that."