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Having a loft apartment definitely had its perks, but waiting for the elevator or taking the stairs to the top floor weren't any of them. Thankfully, superpowers could now help alleviate the situation during the times that Sansuna was feeling a bit lazy. While she certainly couldn't leap to the rooftop of a ten-story building, that only meant the senshi had to make a few calculated jumps rather than one. Grasping and launching off from balcony railings was easy with super strength and agility.

Tonight was one of those nights. While she assumed using her powers for such frivolous things was frowned upon, the Dark Mirror felt she was owed a free pass for dealing with Moron for the better part of the last two hours. The mirror wraith was still disobedient and rather belligerent, with a tendency to drain a single person into unconsciousness rather than taking subtle siphons here and there. Sansuna was getting tired of propping people onto benches for their unscheduled naps.

Standing on the roof of the building adjacent to her own, the sailor scout was glad she'd discovered that articles of clothing removed prior to transforming into her powered state remained where she'd left them. While fabulous and flowing, her combat attire really didn't provide much in the way of warmth. Her leather bomber jacket did. So while it was a massive fashion faux pas to be wearing the coat over her uniform, at least she was relatively toasty.

Taking aim at a fourth-story balcony on her apartment building, Sansuna gave herself a running start before springing into the crisp empty air beyond the edge of her current rooftop. This never got old, the exhilarating thrill of soaring through the air under her own power. Bracing, she nimbly caught the wrought iron balustrade she'd been aiming for and snapped herself upward once more. A few repeats and she was momentarily hung in the air above her own apartment, staring at a huge pale moon as a temporary fellow celestial body. Yeah, there were definitely perks to this new job.

Landing in an easy crouch near the stairway access, the senshi cast a cautious gaze about. It was full night and she was ten stories up, but one never knew who might be watching. There was always that suspected Peeping Tom in the complex across the street after all. Satisfied that she was alone, Nakhett powered down and gave a mighty shake to fight off the chill. Her warm home was just a short jog below.

Once inside, the woman hung her coat on a peg near the doorway and popped out of her tall boots. Thank goodness for auto thermostats, the air was comfortable and cozy. Even better, tonight was leftovers night and all she had to do was pop what remained of her favorite Chinese takeout into the microwave for a couple of minutes. Then she could relax, watch some Hallmark movies and enjoy some Szechuan chicken.

She'd made it halfway to the couch with her food, expectant smile in place, when a strange noise gave her pause. It was coming from... above?

Thump, thump, thump.

There it was again. She might not be the only person to go to the roof of her apartment building, but she'd never seen anyone else go up there ever. There was more thumping, almost like one would imagine a horse prancing on one's ceiling might sound like. Nakhett sighed, her leftovers would have to wait. Tugging on her boots and jacket once more, she trudged through her door and to the stairway.

Once above, the source of the noise became clear. An actual reindeer. On her roof. Ten stories up. With no way for it to be up there.

"What on Earth... Hey big guy, how did you get here?"

The animal in question tossed its antlered head, gave a large snort, and completely ignored her. What was the right thing to do in this situation. Call animal control? Yes hello, I have a reindeer on my roof. No, this isn't a prank. Even she wouldn't believe herself.

Before Nakhett could further puzzle out what to do, the reindeer bleated a sharp note and simply vanished. It was there one moment, gone the next in a small flurry of snow. Completely baffled, the redhead jogged forward to inspect where the beast had just been standing.

As if to answer itself, another cry sounded from the building she'd used just a short while earlier to begin vaulting to her apartment. Careful about the edge and the long drop, Nakhett peered down. Damned if that deer wasn't on the other rooftop. Either there was something funky in the quick bite of Chinese she'd scarfed between the microwave and the couch, or Destiny City had its own magical reindeer.

No way, not even with the strange things she'd seen in this city. It couldn't have its very own Santa. A bleat and now the animal stood across the street on Pervy Tom's building. Well, real or not, Nakhett liked to believe she was whimsical. She was definitely impulsive. Shrugging out of her jacket, she murmured the words of power that gave her access to her much stronger senshi form.

In a flash the Dark Mirror had sprinted and flung herself off the roof like a missile, diving over the avenue far below and landing in a roll next to Mr. Magical Deer... who promptly vanished and reappeared one building over.

"Oh no you don't, if you're here I'm betting there's more to this!" Sailor Sansuna laughed in expectation. "You can't outrun me, even with Christmas magic."

So the chase began. Honker, as Sansuna fondly began to think of him due to his penchant for singing the song of his people before teleporting, was quite fast. She had just as much speed, nearly a blur of purple and black flashing from building to building in pursuit. So it went for nearly half an hour, with the hunt taking the pair to the very edges of the city and almost into the residential estates.

It was there that Sansuna lost her quarry to the jungle of suburbia, as Honker vanished and didn't reappear anywhere in sight.

"Damn," the scout huffed, straightening and stretching. "Wily guy for such a big deer."

Turning back toward the city and only disappointed that the fun was over, Sansuna's attention was caught back by a battle cry and what looked like a plume of flame coming from far in the distance. She couldn't make out the words, but she definitely saw something bestial in the shape of a deer outlined in the air against the moon. It was quickly followed by what she could only describe as a rocket-powered sled.

She shrugged. Wasn't her problem. Time to head home. Above Regula's house, Orias quickly keyed headings into his most recent invention: the Slay Bell. So clever that he'd outdone himself on that one. A sleigh, named Slay Bell. For beating up Santa. Perfect.

What Orias had in fact shouted was nothing intelligible, merely a primal sound intended to carry his opposition to Father Christmas and his minions. This deer would take him to the prize. Horny, he'd call him.

"Take me home, deer boy," the Mauvian muttered with a fierce grin, angling his little aircraft to roar after the magical cervine.