1 || Half A Hero

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

This dream is set on a beach with ruins embedded in the cliff that rose from the sand, cracked stairs leading up to a building above that's also falling apart.

Seira herself sits on the remains of a pillar, bare toes curling in the warm sand. The wind off the sea tugs at the grasses and her hair, seagulls crying above and the smell of salt fill the air. Despite the lonely nature of the setting, the young woman seems almost happy to be there.

It's home; or had been once upon a time anyway.

There's a ragged photograph clutched in one hand, and she looks at it with a nostalgic smile. "I guess...there's no going back, is there?" She asks, not expecting a reply.

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[waterfell.livejournal.com]

"Don't be more of a fool than you can help. I'm holding this, aren't I?" Mercury makes a small gesture with the sword in hand. It should be obvious that if anything, she plans on the opposite: enjoying herself while leaving very little for Seira to claim.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"You're also wearing a short skirt." Seira pointed out, like it was supposed to be an obvious reason to come to her conclusion.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

To her, that's entirely irrelevant. "And?" An arched eyebrow doesn't bother waiting for Seira's answer before Mercury turns away, and starts to go on ahead.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

"And you're going to look like a moron fighting when you're flashing your panties for all the world to see. I'd see about getting some shorts or something for under that next time you're in town." Seira rolled her eyes, easily keeping pace.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Seira, seriously. What are you even.

Though it's not the first time even a senshi has objected. Venus, in some worlds, had hated the uniform at first, wanting armor like something from an anime instead. So she tried it - and was useless when the weight of the armor didn't let her move and she had to transform into the senshi fuku anyway.]

We've learned over time, this is what protects us best and lets us fight.

Now do you intend to keep whining about it, or do you intend to be ready for the fight coming? I won't save you if you're busy with useless things.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Trained as a mercenary since the age of about seven, that's what. Also; practical.]

You're lucky I'm not a guy and you'll be the useless one.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

The guy who tries something with me will also get hurt.

[Look but don't touch. This is not a hard lesson once she breaks an arm.]

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

Doesn't stop them from trying to begin with.

[Or knee them somewhere unpleasant.]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

That's their own concern.

[And if they want to think they can treat any part of her body however they want, they can stand for her treatment of theirs in return.]

They can reap the cost of their own foolishness.

[ladyhyperion.livejournal.com]

Pretty much.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Then why keep running your mouth about it?