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Lethe knows better than to wish. She'd wished for nothing more than peace, and her planet finally found it - in the death and nothingness that follow in Galaxia's wake. But for Mnemosyne, she can't deny Mnemosyne anything. When the chance comes to be rid of Galaxia's bracelets and return to their bodies, she is there, hand in hand with her sister, ready to face whatever comes and grasp their future.

It isn’t what she wanted at all. Her skin sags. Her flesh reeks and her hand no longer maintains its grip. Her legs refuse to obey her and she lurches forward entirely without grace. Lethe is horrified to find herself in her body not as she remembers it, but as it is now.

“Our bodies...” Mnemosyne’s voice was slightly raspy as she spoke, as though it was getting caught in her throat somehow. “These are... our old bodies. Lethe..” she hasn’t quite seemed to have noticed it yet -- the smell of decaying flesh, the gobs of hair that have loosened from her head... “We can be whole again...” as she looks to her sister, her smile, usually simple and sweet -- has taken on a more sinister appearance -- her gums are clearly rotting. “Our bodies have returned...!”

(ooc: please let us know if you’d prefer a post order or separate threads, or which/both of the girls)

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Whoever it is, she isn't moving right. Sightless eyes do nothing to bring her to Usagi; she shuffles closer by a simple sense that the thing she needs is near. Somewhere. Close. She can almost reach it.

As she comes nearer, it's hard to say what she might have been. The hair is thin, sparse and mostly fallen out already. The nose is crushed, depressed. The line of her jaw shows exposed bone.

She's coming closer still.

There's a loud gasp as the figure in the distance comes closer into view. The fact that she's alive, looking in such a sad state, with what's obviously happening to her body... it enough for Sailormoon to have to stifle a cry behind her gloved hands again.

"What... what's going on?!" There's the urge to turn around and run... but that collar... this couldn't be -- a sailor senshi?!

Following the urge to run would be better. Lethe shambles irresolutely closer, drawn onward like some toy on a jagged string.

There is one thing she wants from Usagi, and it isn't brains.

"Sailor crystal." The words are monotone, guttural.

There's another step back as her hands move to clutch at her chest where the brooch lies. "Sailor crystal?! What do you mean?" she can't seem to make sense of it. "Are you... what happened to you?! Did the enemy do this?!"

There's no more coherent answer; Lethe reaches for Usagi's chest and the brooch that always rests there. In the dream, she's guided by a sense and instinct far beyond anything she knows in waking life, where she won't be able to recall the form of the person she was drawn to.

"Take the sailor crystals."

It happens almost in slow motion. Thanks to her own clumsiness, Sailormoon staggers backwards just as the hand sweeps down across the space where she had stood mere split seconds before. Stumbling backwards slightly and guarding the brooch now with her forearms, she turns back to Lethe. "Take the...?"

She shakes her head, planting her feet firmly on the ground now, with her hands out in front of her, as the eternal tiare takes shape. "Whatever it is that's done this to you... I won't let it happen to anyone else! The sailor crystals are our hope!"

Lethe doesn't fall back, insensate to the words that might reach her another time, at least enough to spark argument or perhaps taunting.

Now, they spark nothing, as she drives forward only by her need to take the thing she's named. She grabs for it again, awkwardly enough to be easy to avoid, but determined.

"Yii-ahhh!!" Sailormoon cries, as she stumbles to the side in a weak attempt to dodge the oncoming zombie in an almost comedic fashion. It's like something out of a horror movie as far as she's concrned -- and she can't help but be creeped out by the whole thing! "S, scary!!" she seems to be holding back the urge to cry out -- what would the others say if they saw her like this? Especially Rei-chan... she'd never live it down...

Turning towards her attacker again, she assumes an offensive position with the tiare, "Brains or sailor crystals... I can't let you devour either of them anymore!" spinning the tiare in her hands, it seems to be gaining power, before she finally holds it at arm's legnth in front of her.

"Starlight Honeymoon -- Therapy... Kiss!"

What was once her mouth freezes in a shocked O, and Lethe's body starts to crumble to dust. It's a horrifying process, full of the stench of rot.

It happens quickly. Before there's much time to react, there is nothing left of what was once Sailor Lethe but a pile of rags from her dress. She is so far gone.

Her heart is still racing, her shoulders heaving with the laboured breaths. It wasn't even that difficult of a battle, but the pure horror of it all is enough for her to still be feeling the after effects. After a few moments, when she's sure that the threat has been dealt with, she takes a timid step forward, then another, examining the pile of dust.

"What was that...?" She asks the question aloud, to herself.

It's a moment later before a voice comes from behind Usagi, soft and gentled now, a voice the owner would be surprised to learn she still possessed. Lethe stands there, whole once more, dressed as the proud senshi she used to be.

"That monster was never my intention," she says simply.

She spins on her heel towards the source of the voice, eyed widening in surprise as -- was this -- the girl's true form? Why did she seem strangely familiar...?

Relaxing her stance, the tiare fades from her "You're... are you -- a sailor senshi?" Her gaze falls towards the pile of ash for a moment -- then back up towards the pink-haired soldier. "What was that..."

Lethe gives the crumbled pile a long look that holds little feeling. She is aware of the weaknesses of the physical.

"Those are the remains of my body," she says, serious but with little visible emotion. "It has probably been in that state for quite some time."

"Perhaps I owe you thanks for ending this nightmare."

"Your body?!" she seems genuinel surprised, "But then how -- " Sailormoon looks her up and down for a moment, with obvious concern. "How did it come to this? You're... all right now?"

She doesn't answer the question of whether she's alright.

"This is the price we paid when we joined Galaxia," she says simply. "We must give ourselves up to take her power if we want to live on."

"There was a wish, a foolish wish; we thought perhaps our bodies could be returned. However, what you saw was the state they're already in." Surely it was hopeless, now.

"Galaxia?" Just the name itself exudes a cold chill. Sailormoon's brow furrows in worry. "You mean... they took your bodies?" She looks down, as though trying to search for an answer -- "But... your spirit still lives on, doesn't it? We're the same... aren't we?"

"Our bodies are negligible anyway," Lethe says; even now, she believes that. "Without it, we will still live on."

But like this. Empty. Shambling. Restless. Desperately searching for something she should never have had to seek out.

"Then... there's still hope," she comes to the conclusion simply, taking a step towards Lethe with a gentle smile.

"Hope?" Lethe repeats the word almost as if she's never heard it. What was her choice all that time ago, but one born of the despair?

"This is something different than hope."

Sailormoon shakes her head, another step closer, and slowly lifts her arm to reach a hand out towards Lethe. "I don't think your wish was foolish, either. I believe it can come true."

"There's no need for it," she says, still herself, or rather herself once more. "Our bodies have no value. What you saw was the rot all our bodies will become."

"I know that you say it's true, but... These bodies -- they are what help us feel the warmth of another. Hugging, holding hands... even sitting alongside next to someone we care about. I don't think... it would be the same, otherwise..."

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reporting for duty! XD

d... do me a favour and don't report next time...

I thought you LOVED me, Sailor Moon! Are you saying you don't?!

i cant totally love you from afar!!! i swear!!! j-just like mamochan!!!!!!!!

he's dead, ok, are you saying you want me dead? T_T I WILL DIE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES YOU KNOW.

h-he's not dead.... HE'S NOT! WEH

he is. face truth. :|

nuuuuuuuuuuu ;~; these creepy tarot cards clearly have no sinister meaning...

/holds them up right in front of usagi's face :| also, lethe will come back next round to thank usa

but there's so much more denail to be had!!! lethe you spoilsport. lol...

if you -want- to be in denial, she has a river you can swim in... >D

oh! sure! only if i can bring my pet kitties along!! 8D

that can be arranged. >D wouldn't have it any other way~!

oh you're so thoughtful!!

I try to be.

must be your sisters influence.

nah, sis is the mean one >D

lmao yea... shes a real witch

you said it.

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