Closing up shop for an infinite time in a row had Anxo feeling… Nothing. Exhaustion seeped into his bones at this point, and his very soul ached more than anyone his age had any right to. He was tired, no, beyond tired simply… Done.

Same thing day in and day out… Part of him wondered why he even bothered to keep trying with this damned art shop and cafe. What did he owe any of this time and life to his parents anymore? Not with the bastards having left him behind.

A cold breath was pushed through his teeth and the locks on the front door finally shuttered and he could head home…

Only, he could not.

Something snarled nearby him.. Something he hadn’t seen in at least a month or two.

Now, most days he shrugged it off, and simply walked back inside until the danger was passed, but it was way too close for comfort this time.

The children were still sleeping upstairs.. And he had to do something to swat it away.

As the beast came closer and closer, Anxo fumbled about in his bag, wondering if he even still had that dusty ol’ Pen on him… And lucky he was too, since in the split second it took him to find it and power up into Fornax, the youma was on it.

“Ughh!” Unlike the years and years ago when he had last powered up and he was a small little man, Fornax had now begun to fill out his fuku nicely. Muscles filled out once loose sleeves, and even strained a little against them as he wrestled against the weasel-like youma that tried to bite his face. All of a sudden, under the pressure of this massive thing, he felt weak.


The feeling of another drawing closer, someone like him if he were to guess, had his eyes darting around, looking for a bit of help or something. But at the same time… What right did he have to ask for anything? It was his own damn fault for staying this week for 8 goddamn years!

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”Cruel Violence”
In this beginning attack, Mu Arae has to get close enough to her opponent to touch them. When contact is made, a rage overcomes the target, clouding their mind with violent and aggressive thoughts. In this state, they cannot discern friend from foe. The target will not take risk into consideration as they only desire violent action. This attack will only last about 30 seconds, and can be used three times a fight.


Sometimes Mu had to wonder if she was just always in the area where there was trouble or if it was her destiny to just stumble upon it. Racing towards the order signature, she was surprised to see this giant beast of a man fighting a youma. Shouldn't he be better than that? Almost tempted to watch, the smaller senshi decided against it, leaping from the roof. Her heels landed on the youma’s head first, causing the thing to go down to the ground with the sheer amount of force she used. “Huh…..Didn't think that would work.” Of course this didn't mean that the stupid creature was down for the count, but it would give some time for the other senshi to breathe.

Mu stepped off of the creature, dusting herself off before looking up at the big man before her. “You were really struggling there…Why?” He might be a basic but shouldn't he have training? She did….In the form of Maia and Shang combined. “Here, don't answer, just prepare yourself. We can talk afterwards.” An idea came to her and she felt bad for what she was about to do but… “I'm just….” She made sure the man was facing the youma, casually walking behind him, touching her hand to his back. “Cruel violence” She would see what this man was like now that the youma was stirring, as long as she stayed out of his sight, he could probably beat the s**t out of the youma with no issues now.

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”Fornax Kneading”
Sailor Scout Attack: Fornax Kneeding!

To bake bread is to knead and Fornax needs to practice it more! He has decided your face is the best target, but by proxy of course! His fingers curl up and his thumbs go straight, and before them he summons a large wide of energy!dough. With the base of his palms, he delivers a series of 5-6 rapid kneads to the dough, and as a result, the target feels the strikes at their body. (sneak!attack tactics!, target's owner can decided where those proxy!hits land!)

In those spots, it feels as if your skin and bones were being stretched and worked at (just like real dough), though no adverse affects are really done. (think of Avatar the last Airbender and Ty Lee's attacks).


While Fornax appreciated the immediate assistance of this woman dropping down off of the rooftops out of nowhere, that bubbling irritation started the moment she opened her mouth.

If customer service ever taught him anything though, it was how to bite his tongue with even the rudest of customers. So that’s just what he did as he scrambled back up to his feet and kept an eye on the creature. A sense of calm and serenity hit him for a brief moment, then.. Something else that was much more nasty came out instead.

A frustrated growl, as if all the stressors in his life came crashing down all at once. And to top it all off, this punk a** b***h of a Senshi was talking s**t for not goddamn reason! Why couldn’t he get a break?! Why the hells couldn't he have one good goddamn night after day after day after day of endless bullshit?

Immediately after the touch came, he lashed out at Mu, a mumbling of his attack called as he quickly released a flurry of open-palmed strikes to her body, wherever he could hit. Though had he been aiming, he would have either targeted her throat or mouth, wanting her to shut the hell up!

The youma however was left ignored for the most part, giving it ample time to strike again, lashing out at both of them with a quick strike of it’s overly long tail.

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Ugh, greeeeeat.

Mu tried to dodge what she could but this wasn't the Matrix and she sure as hell wasn't neo. A couple of the strikes got her in the face while one got her in the stomach. Great….Bloody nose will be hard to explain to Cass when she got home but she would try her best. The youma chose to take advantage [smart move youma, she’d give it that], she barely leaped over the tail, trying to put some distance between herself and the enraged senshi. She was sure as long as she was out of eyesight, her target wouldn't even be focused on her but that turned out to be a lie twice now. However, when she used it on Shang…Ah! Her and Rhea were further back! Next time she would just put more distance between herself and her target, that should solve the issue.

Okay time to focus on the now.

Mu figured she was going to regret this later but she had to do something. Or, she could just let her powers run their course, which seemed more appealing. If they could put some distance between where the senshi came from, draw the youma away then she could deal with it on her own and let the other run off to wherever they were needing to go. The smaller senshi nodded her head and started to skip back as fast as she could, never turning her back. “Alright big guy I am right here! Kick my a** already!”

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Fornax hardly had a thought to himself while he punched her time and time again. The sound and feel of something crunching against his fist, that something being Mu’s nose, brought a twisted smile to his face. Satisfaction that he hadn’t felt since that time when that a*****e of a Karen came into his shop, and was trying to waggle her finger at him, knocked over a few cans of paint, and ended up not only having the cops called on her, BUT that Gucci bag of hers absolutely wrecked.

But that was short lived as he was far too focused on Mu to notice the tail that swiped at him, and it caught him by the leg, causing him to stumble and near fall to the ground. Still he stood, and not only that, he managed to switch what his focus was, right at the youma before them.

Whatever the other senshi shouted was lost on him as he half snarled and charged straight at the youma. Without the internal hesitation against violence that came oh so naturally to someone as large and awkward as he was, Fornax could hurt something real good.

Fingers dug into the tail of the weasel like creature, and he began to swing it hard against the walls of the neighboring shop. Over and over and over again, like beating a drum, or a child with anger issues punching a wall.

The youma tried to scramble away, chasing after Mu once more instead, but Fornax wouldn’t let it go. It clawed at the ground, snapping just feet away from the Super Senshi, giving her opportune time to finish it off.

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She did not waste any time either, quickly moving to finish the stupid youma off while the thing was at death’s door, watching the dust fly away. Now, she could either wait for the senshi to beat on her again, or she could use this time to take off and let him figure it out on his own. The senshi debated before deciding on the former. Shang did tell her about using her powers without asking…She's gotten pretty good about asking lately but sometimes she was prone to mistakes, and this was sadly one of those times. Rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly, she waited at a distance just in case the rage wasn't over so she could apologize. The senshi tilted her head back and squeezed her nose so that it would stop bleeding. If she couldn't get a hold of Xander then she would have to rely on Cass to help her out with this one.

God she was going to get an earful either way, might as well prepare now while she was on her own.

If the senshi decided he didn't want to hear her apology then she would accept that and move on. The only bit that would matter to her was the fact that she was genuinely sorry and she at least tried to apologize for it. If anything, the big guy had potential to be a force if he so wanted to.

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Thirty seconds felt like a lifetime to Fornax. Years of pent up anger came out time and time again until the youma was gone and all that was left was him staring at his hands, wishing there was more to wrap them around. Another tail, a throat, the image of his parents that would flash before his eyes and then disappear, taunting him ruthlessly and flipping him the bird as they disappeared from sight.

Whatever this feeling was, he hated it. Clarity came instantly as the magic faded, and a hand shot up to his mouth to keep himself from gagging. Everything about that experience and him anxious and unsettled, gaze darting around to find the a*****e who had done this to him.

It took but a moment to find that Senshi once again, but she barely looked it. If anything, if his memory served him, she looked more Chaos than Order. And given her magic, maybe she would have been better off with them.

Those thoughts he kept to himself. Restraint was his best trait, after all.

“I.. Guess that is over, huh? Thanks. Time to go home now.” It wasn’t as if the memory of what he had done eluded him, but Anxo was not about to apologize for his own attack. After all, it was her own damned fault that led to this. And time had left him less kind than before. But he would wait just a moment, given his home was literally above the shop. He didn’t need some random senshi figuring that out.

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“Yep.” She sighed, still keeping her distance. “Sorry about using my powers on you. Wasn't the right thing to do. Wanting to stay out of this s**t does not make you weak,” She looked to the side, “It makes you smart.” If she could turn back time, she would’ve punted faust across the way if she knew the s**t she would go through. But then again she would’ve never gotten closer with Lily, never would've gotten to know Dmitry, and most certainly would've never met her brother-in law. Others might see it differently, but she didn't regret most of her choices in life. Without saying much more, the senshi turned around and took off back onto the rooftops so the other could resume whatever he was doing before she arrived.

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The Apology was appreciated, but Fornax really didn’t say much in response. There was only a half hearted wave goodbye before he felt no other signatures in the area and just powered down.

They all had their reasons whether or not they fought in this ‘war’. And sure, he wasn’t out there hunting down people and all that, but he was still protecting what was his. What little reassurance that was, anyway.

Still, atleast tonight he could sleep soundly, knowing that there was a decently strong senshi that came this way, and that whatever youma was around could atleast keep away for a bit. They didn’t strike twice in the same area, as far as he was aware.

Exhausted, and dealing with more stuff than he cared to at 10PM at night, Anxo dragged himself upstairs to where the kids were. Time to make sure everything was ready to do it again tomorrow night.

Viva Viola