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deercountry2023-03-20 09:22 am
lightthedarkness) wrote in deercountry2023-03-20 09:22 am
I don't want to save the world
Who: Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon and you!
What: Usagi is dealing with mild corruption and is trying to get rid of it
When: Through mid-March
Where: Beach and Willful Machine
Content Warnings: Violence
A. Strike the Match [Beach]
B. Wildfire [Closed to Maul (and observers)]
C. Smoke and ashes [Willful Machine]
(OOC: Unless a character can read souls/auras/have sensitivity in the Force/magic to see through glamours, they will not be able to detect that Sailor Moon and Usagi are the same person.)
What: Usagi is dealing with mild corruption and is trying to get rid of it
When: Through mid-March
Where: Beach and Willful Machine
Content Warnings: Violence
A. Strike the Match [Beach]
When the thought 'I wish I could just destroy this whole place' entered her mind, she knew she was in trouble. She knew she was in at least SOME stage of corruption and needed to get it in check.
But the people, outside of Makoto, who she would talk to about the corruption were. all. gone.
And that was the problem. That was why she kept having the thought. Rei, Minako, Hotaru, Setsuna, Varian, Atsushi, Bella, the list went on and on and on and on and on. It was just her and Makoto now.
And then the fearful thought, 'But when would Makoto be next?' would come.
When would another loved one, another precious person be taken? What was even the point to keep going if they were all gone? This was not the first time she had had such thoughts. But this wasn't about Galaxia and an endless war and all life going on. This was just her and her life. This wasn't home. It got incredibly difficult to keep going, to keep hoping they may someday arrive, because there was no way to bring them out of the ocean. But also, she didn't WANT them to arrive. That was the hitch, the problem.
She missed all of her precious people like crazy.
But in her truest of heart's desires, she could never wish them to come to this hell, even if she knew the girls would follow her without hesitation.
"But you're not here," she told the crashing waves. She was Sailor Moon right now, waiting for Maul.
She was so. damn. tired. of this world taking from her, hurting her, and how she was supposed to be okay with it. She didn't even get to mourn Hotaru because this world made her so happy that all she could do was be glad Hotaru got out.
She wasn't okay.
Sailor Moon watched the waves crash around her, a storm out on the horizon making them harsher than usual. The wind whipped her hair around her, her wings going back and forth with the breeze. In her hand was her Tiare.
She sensed someone coming towards her. It wasn't Maul she sensed, but another.
"I would not come any closer," she said, eyes still out on the horizon, her voice harsh. "The waves may suck you under." And she wasn't much in the mood to save anyone. The only reason the waves weren't dragging her away was because of her strength where she stood. "If you have need of the beach there is endless amounts of it," she gestured to the miles of shore.
B. Wildfire [Closed to Maul (and observers)]
Finally, she thought.
"Don't hold back," her head tilted a bit to glance at the Sith behind her, though she did not fully face him, her back still turned to him.
There was a breath, a tic of a second, as if she might change her mind about the whole thing. After all, she was always so hesitant to fight anyone.
She exhaled.
The second passed.
She was already right in front of him, her tiny size and powers allowing her to be deadly fast, her Tiare was raised, fully intending to strike him in the head, whether or not he could block or dodge was his problem.
C. Smoke and ashes [Willful Machine]
The fight had done her a lot of good to get most of her anger out.
But so would shopping. She was currently looking at herself in the mirror, a bright pink and red outfit for springtime. She was turning this way and that with a soft hum and when she saw someone behind her in the mirror she spun around and grabbed their hand, her own nails were still quite sharp as her corruption was still edging away.
"I need your opinion!" she smiled brightly, feeling better and intending on buying a large spring wardrobe with some retail therapy. "How does this look?" she gave a little spin.
(OOC: Unless a character can read souls/auras/have sensitivity in the Force/magic to see through glamours, they will not be able to detect that Sailor Moon and Usagi are the same person.)
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So is it that you feel bad you don't... well, feel bad? [She wanted to make sure she understood.]
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( she is trying not to show frustration because that's what led to the ordeal in the first place. well, beyond the fact she said what she said on the network. jinx inhales a deep breath then reroutes her wording. )
Okay.
( breaking away from their hug, she faces usagi with a stern and weighted expression -- indicating that what she is about to say next will have no jokes or goofiness like she tends to bring in conversations. )
I've hurt people, I've killed people, and I've destroyed homes and buildings. I did those things so my city, my people, could have freedom. Maybe I went overboard sometimes o-or I could had let that guy or this guy live. But my job was to bring independence so I did what I needed to do in those missions and remove whoever tried to get in the way of that.
( a brief pause. )
So I don't feel bad. I don't regret it. 'Cuz those people didn't want us to be free. And I enjoyed hurting 'em, it felt good to 'cuz they've been hurting us for years. They're the reason why my parents are dead and why I don't remember their faces anymore.
( her gaze droops down to their feet; frowning further. )
I thought this place was about second chances and, I dunno, with all of us from different realms, we shouldn't judge. ( she waves a hand up. ) — I say shit on the network. Talk about my glory days of when I blew somethin' up or how my enemy looked at me before I tie 'em up or the sweet sound of 'em begging.
( jinx sticks out her leg and sways her foot from side to side. )
And yet... notice how this city is still standing. There's no fires, no one is dying left and right by me, there's no havoc. You wanna know why that is? 'Cuz what's the point? None of you are the Enforcers and besides, ya'll will just come back from the dead.
I'll only kill if my back is against the corner or if someone here is goin' whacko and no one has the guts to put 'em down. And I'd hope if things go down that way, people would be lil' understanding why I did it.
( jinx then tilts her head up to look at their ceiling of the shop. )
And I just... I just thought people got that about me. I'm sayin' crap on the network but I'm not doing any of the things that I'm sayin' here. When I get urges, I take it out on the beasts out there. ... Isn't that enough? What else do I gotta do? Just shaddup and never talk again? Or only talk about sunshine, rainbows, and puppies, while beasts eat our organs or the Pthumerians throws us in the water and we suffocate under ice?
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So, I think... Well, I can take a guess a little bit on some things, Jinx. The things you say, it's not that saying them has brought down the city, no one has died, there aren't fires, and all that. It's that... it's that people don't know how serious you are and whether those actions will carry over to them.
You can't... assume what people do and don't know about you. I didn't know half this stuff you told me about the Enforces and your home and we're friends. People are going to take you seriously when you're joking or take you for joking when you're serious. And don't get me wrong, actions do speak louder than those words, and your actions have been good, but...
It's not that you need to shut up and only talk about sunshine and rainbows, but if you make threats, jokingly or otherwise, there are going to be people who take you at your word that the threat is real. And while you don't have to feel bad about what you did, there are going to be people who deeply disagree with you. They're going to tell you that all life is valuable, that you should have found a peaceful way to handle things, that you SHOULD feel bad for ending a life, or to not take pride in killing and being good at killing. They aren't going to understand what you went through, and even if they do understand, they may still disagree at their core because those are their values.
It's one of those things you have to learn where you can't talk about everything with everyone. And you either have to be okay with being misunderstood, which sounds like you aren't, so you're going to have to get comfortable with... explaining things a bit more, or hold back on joking about threats and death.
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once usagi finishes, there's a brief moment of stillness between the two. her expression doesn't harden per say, but jinx is definitely in her own head now. thinking over her friend's words, her prospective.
...
the girl flicks her hand to offer the last stick in the pack and also asks; tone lulled: )
Mind if I? ( the blonde bunny doesn't seem like the type to smoke but she wanted to show courtesy. and if she minds, she won't take a puff. jinx can hold off until later. and besides, they are in a shop. so smoking might not be a good idea anyway. not that she cares, of course. )
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We can go outside, though, if you want. I don't mind.
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But I wanna see what my bunny's gonna pick out for her new outfit.
( jinx wants usagi to leave out of the store with a new dress and not going out just to go back in. sure, rabbits need their exercise but that can be postpone for later. right now is the time for her to feel good about herself and enjoy her time out doing what she pleases. )
Shall we wrap here?
[She grabs Jinx's hand, pulling on her.]
Let me show you the main choices!
sure!
Ha, ha, ha! Alright, Moonlight. Lay it on me.
( and off they go to spend time together and try on different outfits. )