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Characters: Minako thevenusian and Rei marsmakeup and OPEN
Date: Shortly after the Queen's announcement, Night, Nov. 27
Summary: Sailor Soldier Reunion. Only. Sort of not.
Warnings: Good so far; unlikely to need warnings.
Minako had found her clothing--the volleyball uniform, just like she'd feared, although thankfully the garden was temperate so running around in shorts and an oversize shirt wasn't as bad as it could have been. And she had athletic shoes. That, as she made her way through the underbrush, she decided was a boon.
The cats had been helpful enough, but it wasn't exactly their fault that every time she saw one coming out of the corner of her eyes, Minako's heart jumped in the hope that it was Artemis. And it never was. (She hadn't asked but the cats were all also probably girls. Artemis had a girl's name, but, much to his own constant insistence, he was a boy.) And if they knew where to find Rei, their little scrolls weren't telling.
So Minako set off the old fashioned way: on foot, and shouting. "Rei-chan!" Every so often. She could have, were she clever or thinking more clearly, used the Vine to help her find Rei. Set up some kind of complicated communication... triangulation... Ami used that word, triangulation, and Minako had the sense that it applied here. But she was tired, impatient, and perhaps not thinking clearly at all.
So it was pavemet--or dirt path--pounding for the win. "Rei-chan! Where are you? It's Minako! Can you hear me?" All this, as she was running; she repeated more or less the same material as she made a circuit of whatever paths she could find.
Date: Shortly after the Queen's announcement, Night, Nov. 27
Summary: Sailor Soldier Reunion. Only. Sort of not.
Warnings: Good so far; unlikely to need warnings.
Minako had found her clothing--the volleyball uniform, just like she'd feared, although thankfully the garden was temperate so running around in shorts and an oversize shirt wasn't as bad as it could have been. And she had athletic shoes. That, as she made her way through the underbrush, she decided was a boon.
The cats had been helpful enough, but it wasn't exactly their fault that every time she saw one coming out of the corner of her eyes, Minako's heart jumped in the hope that it was Artemis. And it never was. (She hadn't asked but the cats were all also probably girls. Artemis had a girl's name, but, much to his own constant insistence, he was a boy.) And if they knew where to find Rei, their little scrolls weren't telling.
So Minako set off the old fashioned way: on foot, and shouting. "Rei-chan!" Every so often. She could have, were she clever or thinking more clearly, used the Vine to help her find Rei. Set up some kind of complicated communication... triangulation... Ami used that word, triangulation, and Minako had the sense that it applied here. But she was tired, impatient, and perhaps not thinking clearly at all.
So it was pavemet--or dirt path--pounding for the win. "Rei-chan! Where are you? It's Minako! Can you hear me?" All this, as she was running; she repeated more or less the same material as she made a circuit of whatever paths she could find.