Days later, Sarin was still thinking about the fight he’d had with the negaverse lieutenant. He was struggling to hold onto what he always thought of as right and true, and every time he henshined it burrowed into his brain all over again. So there he was, half-heartedly patrolling as he let his thoughts wander and revisit that conversation over again.

He wasn’t even really sure where he was, just that there wasn’t a lot of people around, and it was getting dark. He had started off down town somewhere, and let his feet take him wherever.

Meinel was off patrolling on her own when she felt an order signature. Deciding that she could take a break from what she was doing, the corrupt started to follow the senshi, wondering what had him so distracted that he couldn't pay attention to who was behind him. Well, that would be his loss apparently. As soon as she was within range she dragged her index finger along the palm of her opposite hand, smiling at the scent that was starting to quickly fill the air.

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Super Sailor Scout Attack: Oleander’s Deceit.
Her super attack is an upgrade of her basic, once again, Meinel would produce a scent that smells like a nice high quality floral wine from her skin once she runs her finger along any exposed skin on her body. The scent would slowly seep out up to fifteen feet from her in a circle. Inhaling this scent can cause her opponent to become heavily drawn towards her [with permission from the owner], as they get closer, dizziness would onset that is worse than her basic attack, the disorientation would worsen as well along with vomiting or at least the feeling of vomiting. This can last for 20 seconds and can be used twice in battle.


Sarin picked up a scent as he wandered, pausing and lifting his head to take a deeper breath. Except that seemed to be a mistake as he started to feel a little light head. Without consciously instructing them, his feet turned him around and his eyes landed on a senshi that seemed familiar.

“I know you, don’t I?” Or at least met her before. But he couldn’t place her… But this scent was so familiar.

She didn't answer, but simply walked a bit closer so her powers could affect him more. She wanted him to draw closer to her on his own, and when he did? She would proceed to give him a taste of her heels. The fact that he thought she was familiar bothered her a bit. Maybe…She wasn't sure shes met this senshi before? So perhaps he was mistaking the scent for something else? Either way, she had plans to drain him enough to leave him knocked out before going about her business. As much as she wanted his starseed, she didn't think she had the patience to grab it.

come closer senshi… she thought with a sweet smile.

The closer she came to him, the dizzier he felt and the more he was drawn to her. Maybe he had come across her when he was powered down, he thought to himself. But his mind was foggy and he was getting dizzier the closer he got to her. Something in the back of his mind told him he needed to stop whatever this was. It took him a few tries, but he managed to get enough of a whistle out to trigger his sailor attack.

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Sailor Scout Attack: Panic Button
Sarin whistles and it causes the intended target to feel a rush of panic: heart rate speeds up, breathing gets a little harder, etc. This lasts for about 30 seconds. He can use this up to three times in a battle.


She was not expecting the senshi to use their powers, which was something she thought she could adapt to. However, her heart rate started to pick up, her breathing was labored and she was feeling like she was having high anxiety. Hissing, Meinel ran her finger along her palm again to try her attack one more time, taking deep breaths to calm herself. Even though she was still under the effects of the power, she moved forward, using all the grace she learned through ballet to do a frontal kick to the underside of his chin. If that didn't land then she proceeded to do a backflip kick to the same spot, putting some distance between them while giving her enough time to catch her breath.

Good thing she had already performed that move when she was sparring with her fiance.

Sarin felt like he was almost free of whatever it was that was making him dizzy, but then it seemed to redouble. He groaned as a wave of nausea hit him, doubling over as he held his stomach. Because of his disorientation, he completely missed her incoming attack and fell backward landing on his a** and cracking his head against the ground. Which didn’t help his nausea or disorientation at all. “s**t,” he breathed, then rolled over and retched though nothing came out. s**t, he needed to push through this, to get up. She was definitely Chaos, but here he was damn near passed out on the ground with his entire jaw aching. She had kicked him harder than he would have thought possible for a woman of her size.

He groaned and tried to swallow back the urge to vomit as he rolled onto his side, then onto his front to try and push himself up. It was damn near a Herculean effort with how dizzy he was feeling. He shook his head trying to clear it as he made it to his knees. "What the ******** is this s**t?" he muttered. A few more shakes of his head and his vision cleared up a tiny bit. He was surprised she hadn't done more than kick him down, hell she probably could have taken his starseed by now and crushed it into a million pieces.

"Who are you?" He needed to know, if only so he could find a way to avoid her in the future.


The panic subsided and Meinel tilted her head with amusement at the downed senshi. “Me? Wouldn’t you like to know?” Of course she wasn't going to tell him anything about her, just so he could be on his toes. Never know when she was going to come around with her powers and draw him in. When she saw that he was getting up, Meinel teleported behind the senshi and slammed the heel of her shoe in the middle of his back to keep him down. “I didn't say you could get up you know…” She pressed harder then decided to use her basic attack, emitting more of her floral scent but it should be a bit more mild. “This ‘s**t’ as you call it is my power. It comes in handy as you can see…” She smiled sickenly sweet, “And it has a pretty great distance.” She sighed, pressing harder. “Now, you should really figure out how to utilize that power better. I know scarier people than me that would love to have that starseed of yours. For now, I'm just going to take my payment in the form of your energy…”

She reached down, touching the back of his neck, starting the draining process. Powered opponents gave way more energy than the usual civilian, so this bit that she was taking should allow her to make quota for the night. Then she could go home and sleep…If Ben wasn't staying over that is…Otherwise she would have to wait on the sleeping part for an hour or two. Once she felt like she had almost drained the senshi to the point of exhaustion, Meinel removed herself from his back, storing the said energy in her little pocket space. “Well, I'll take my leave~ Thanks for the energy, made my quota and then some actually~” She hopped off, then twirled around, teleporting out of sensory range.

Beni would be so proud of her.

Sarin grunted in pain as she shoved him back down onto the ground, her heel in his back. Another wave of dizziness, though milder than before, had him cursing under his breath as she explained. Well, sort of explained. She didn't actually answer him, and the heel in his back pressed harder. He was going to have a bruise there later.

He was lucky that she only wanted his energy and not his starseed, because she was right. He knew several agents of Chaos that would have no problem taking advantage of the female senshi's powers and taking his starseed while he was incapacitated. He felt her touch on his neck and his energy began to disappear. She finally stopped when he was just on the edge of passing out. He had to stay awake long enough to get home. He tried to whistle again but by the time he did, she was gone and there was no one there to target. Aaru and Hali would be disappointed in him if they knew. He sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair, tugging on it at the end before shoving himself up to stumble home.