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Jadarite occasionally sought out trouble. She was becoming more proactive with engaging the enemy, especially now that two years had passed without her ending up with a promotion. Those battles had given her a few embarrassing tumbles, and even a punch to the face that had bruised. They had been calculated risks. The senshi and knights were powerful. She had gotten a few hits in, herself.

This was something else.

She’d been walking down the sidewalk in the middle of town, just looking for some energy and not meaning to be out for long. She hadn’t been paying much attention to what was at her feet. She had been one of the first in her elementary school class to give up superstitions about sidewalk cracks, and anyway, she was busy looking for targets and trying to be mindful of any auras in her periphery.

The cracks and even the dip in the concrete went unnoticed until Jada stepped on the wrong area and it all crumbled down into some kind of sinkhole. It wasn’t a long fall. She shrieked anyway, then coughed as dust began to settle in her lungs, her glasses, and worst of all, her hair.

Jadarite coughed once more, then took inventory. Her knees had buckled when she went down and as the adrenaline began to fade, she felt a sharp smart starting there, as well as in one of her hands that she’d used to catch herself with.

That was going to be a bruise that meant she couldn’t wear short skirts for at least a week.

She was trying to brush the worst of the dust off of everything when she heard the footsteps in the distance and scowled. Falling like this was already an annoyance, but causing a spectacle would be a real hindrance to her draining schedule. She glanced up, one eyebrow raising a fraction of an inch as she saw the shape of a woman who seemed the be on the force.

“Hello, officer,” she said. “I’m glad to see that the Destiny City Police have excellent response times.” She was aware that Infiltration was supposed to keep a positive relationship with the police, and she was trying, but her annoyance with the whole situation was still clear in her voice. At least she wasn’t immediately recognizable as a member of the Negaverse. The jacket and pencil skirt made her look like any other office worker.

“The sidewalk collapsed as I was walking. I could have broken something!” She huffed. “I think I’m getting off with a few bruises, but still, this must be some sort of building violation!”

A small white shape appeared from a smaller hole. Jada squinted and tried to find a clean enough are of fabric on her outfit to wipe her glasses, but even before she got a clear look at the animal, her scowl was getting deeper.

As soon as her glasses were clean enough that she could see her surroundings, Jadarite took the officer’s hand and stepped out of the hole. She then took a moment to really look at the alleyway she’d found herself in. It was dark, utilitarian, and certainly a place more suited for a nightly maintenance crew than a young professional. Jada pressed her lips together.

“I take this shortcut every night,” she said. It was a lie, but she delivered it in the same clipped, assured tone she used for everything else. “The lighting isn’t the problem. It’s the ground. Technically the animals, I suppose.”

Now that she had a better view of the situation, she could see the two rabbits huddled in the spot where she’d been standing. Their fluff and their soft, wiggling noses did little to impress Jadarite. Her eyes narrowed.

“Are they not a concern?” She asked, gesturing towards them. “I understand that people might be willing to brush off incidents because they are cute and harmless, but they’re acting long pests. They could injure people or undermine infrastructures.”

Even this piece of ground would cost money to repair.

Jadarite glanced at the other woman through the shadows. "Of course. You don't make the rules," she said, although there was still an certain edge to her voice, as if she wasn't entirely convinced that the officer shouldn't be trying to do something. "I'll write some emails."

Whatever government bureau this fell under should know better than to brush off multiple incidents of personal injury simply because the pests were cute. The rabbits were now blinking up at Jada with soft black eyes. Her frown deepened.

She froze momentarily at the mention of the hospital. While an examination might help her make her case to any officials, that also meant a lot of questions about her identity that she wasn't prepared to answer.

"It's not that serious," she said, taking a few steps back to show that she still could and resisting the urge to wince as pain shot up her leg. "I'll take the main roads home and get some ice."

Then perhaps she'd find a doctor to complain to once she powered down.

A blanket?

One of Jadarite's eyebrows rose, even as her lips pressed together.

On one hand, this almost seemed insulting. Free blankets were usually given to the homeless. Did Jadarite look homeless? Of course not. Her suit was perfectly fitted and freshly pressed. Admittedly it was fairly dirty but that was only because of the ridiculous collapsing road situation, not because she'd been out on the streets for any length of time.

On the other hand, she was injured, and this officer at least seemed to be attempting to do her job. Also, some extra warmth after a traumatic experience like that would not be unpleasant.

"All right," she said. "A blanket would be appreciated."

Without farther comment, she began walking in the direction that the officer had come from.

Pride argued one last time against taking the blanket. It wasn't the type that could be fashioned into something that looked like a shawl. It was so long that it would brush along the ground and pick up dirt unless she was very careful, and no matter how careful she was, she would still certainly end up looking homeless.

She was Infiltration, though, and that meant more than simply writing her articles and doing her twitch streams. She also had to make good impressions while she was in this form, and that meant having a certain amount of graciousness.

In the end, she wrapped the blanket around her shoulders with a crisp nod. "Thank you," she said with all the sincerity she could muster, which was admittedly only some.

"I will be careful," she said. Then, limping slightly, she began to make her way home.