Characters: Minako Aino, open
Time: Morning
Location: Some alleyway not too far from Millennium Park
Content: The senshi of love just arrived
Format: Prose
Warnings: She can be a bitch?
Minako’s grip tightened around the legendary sword as she dehenshinned. This was not Japan, and the others were no where to be found. Her stiletto boots clicked as she walked carefully down the alleyway, ready to brandish the sword at anything that jumped out at her. Wasn’t she done with this already? Was this a trick of Mio’s?
At least she no longer had her anemia to worry about. . . She glanced down at the phone she received upon arrival, taking a deep breath. It didn’t dial out to Japan. For all she knew, it wouldn’t even dial out to the next city over. She lowered the sword, holding onto it with one hand and scrolling through the phone with her other. “Is there anyone there that can help me?”
It took a lot for her to ask for help, the stubborn senshi hated not being in control of a situation. But she didn’t have a choice in this place.