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Yes, Rowan had convinced him to allow that helpful cat to give him a glamour, and yes he did have some kind of weird splint thing on his nose from the heel of that stupid ******** hand, but that didn’t mean that he would completely stop looking like himself whenever he could. As far as he was concerned, that meant he could wander unglamoured around town as much as he wanted so long as he called it a patrol. Patrolling didn’t necessarily have to mean that he was hunting youma (unarmed at that, how do those humans get anything done?) Nor, for that matter, did it mean that he had to be sober. Though he suspected that the owner of the liquor store wouldn’t agree with him on that point. At least in light of the way he’d acquired the bottle, they probably wouldn’t care much if he was sinking into a bottle paid for in full.

He transferred the bottle from his left hand to his right, flexing his stiff, aching fingers before taking another deep swig.

The sudden greeting (it sounded like a greeting at least) caught Sailor Bacchus off guard, focused as he was on thoughts of petty and not so petty vengeance. Alright, maybe it would pass more easily for a patrol if he at least pretended to be aware of his surroundings. At least the new arrival wasn’t one of those Chaos ********, though a chance to balance that plate wouldn’t exactly be unwelcome.

“Hey!”

He raised his bottle in greeting as the other senshi came into focus and felt his eyes widen at the realization that this was not a human. Nothing quite like himself, but definitely not a human. “Nice night for it, eh?” He mustered a winning grin as he lied about his own hatred for the planet’s heat.

Swimming in something other than the hideously wet air was a decent alternative to walking around in the heat, but still. He wasn’t in a rush to meet the “cryptid” Rowan had told him about in one of her swimming places. The water here was too warm anyway.

“Bacchus, and I’m ‘patrolling’ if my host asks. I did punch out one of those Chaos monsters, but I’m looking for frogs.”

Bacchus stared blankly at the other senshi’s outstretched fist. He was still learning the various gestures humans used, and adding the customs of other planets? That was still a lot to learn. With a slightly confused grimace he patted the top of Vizi’s clenched fingers, hoping that would be at least an adequate response.