Kunzite has stubbornness, but he lacks Zoisite's effortless resistence. Where emotions or worries are thrust away from the wall Kunzite erects around himself, they seem to simply melt away in the face of Zoisite's calm ( Read more... )

There's nothing else in the world that manages to make white look this drab. It's a hospital room. Aino Minako sits on the bed, lively enough as she checks her website and adds a bit to an update on her fan blog ( Read more... )

A pot bubbles and boils on its burner, releasing a spicy aroma, and Makoto leans over to get a better smell. Still seems too bland. She sprinkles in a bit more red pepper paste, and samples a small spoonful. She nods, satisfied with the taste. The saucer she used is put aside, and she goes back to stirring the tasty mixture carefully. Once it's ( Read more... )

One Nephrite is currently on the prowl. He walks slowly, eyeing his targets through narrowed eyes. He picks them up easily and tosses them aside. They'll have bruises from this ( Read more... )

Minako takes a punch and goes down hard. She winces, and struggles to get up. Her foe closes in and kicks her right in her side; she slides another few inches across the ground. She gives him a grim, narrow-eyed look and painfully climbs her way to unsteady feet ( Read more... )

The nexus seems to have connected to a club room this time. The interior seems to be mostly improvised, as all pieces of furniture don't match and seem to have been dragged to this room from various places. There's a computer on the table though and a big book case which is stacked with anything but books. (There seem to be a few books defiantly ( Read more... )