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Title: Righteous Business
Author: purplekitte
Theme: Senshi/Shitennou--Holy
Genre: General
Version: PGSM
Rating: PG
He recognized her as soon as she walked in even if they’d both died a few times since last they’d met. She strode purposefully towards him, ignoring the arcade games and karaoke price sheets, just in case he’d been in any doubt.
“Isn’t being that overdone a little crass?” snapped Nephrite. The tinsel halo and little fluttery white wings really deserved a white dress but none of the senshi would wear that, so it was sea-green.
“And you?”
His hand went to the red band in his always-surprisingly-flat and black hair. The devil horns caught on his fingers. “He made me,” he said, gesturing at Motoki in a full body turtle suit. Nephrite at least was otherwise in his usual black clothes and red work apron.
“You don’t need to excuse yourself on Halloween.”
“Hm.”
“Let’s go. There’s trouble. We’ll meet your prince and my partner there.”
He nodded to Sailor Neptune, then yelled to Motoki he was taking a break and threw his apron over a stool as they ran out.
“Have fun with your friend, Nephkichi!”
“She isn’t.” His headband had been dislodged by pulling his apron over his head and he pulled it off. He moved his wrist to throw it but found himself sticking it back on his head as he ran after her.
Author: purplekitte
Theme: Senshi/Shitennou--Holy
Genre: General
Version: PGSM
Rating: PG
He recognized her as soon as she walked in even if they’d both died a few times since last they’d met. She strode purposefully towards him, ignoring the arcade games and karaoke price sheets, just in case he’d been in any doubt.
“Isn’t being that overdone a little crass?” snapped Nephrite. The tinsel halo and little fluttery white wings really deserved a white dress but none of the senshi would wear that, so it was sea-green.
“And you?”
His hand went to the red band in his always-surprisingly-flat and black hair. The devil horns caught on his fingers. “He made me,” he said, gesturing at Motoki in a full body turtle suit. Nephrite at least was otherwise in his usual black clothes and red work apron.
“You don’t need to excuse yourself on Halloween.”
“Hm.”
“Let’s go. There’s trouble. We’ll meet your prince and my partner there.”
He nodded to Sailor Neptune, then yelled to Motoki he was taking a break and threw his apron over a stool as they ran out.
“Have fun with your friend, Nephkichi!”
“She isn’t.” His headband had been dislodged by pulling his apron over his head and he pulled it off. He moved his wrist to throw it but found himself sticking it back on his head as he ran after her.