Just a couple of scenes from a Sailor Moon Revealed storyline I was playing
with.  Any thoughts?

******

The situation outside the apartments had become pretty much routine... scratch
that, it was dowright boring.  The reporters camped out on this SenshiWatch
detail would twiddle thier thumbs and ask any who left about Mizuno-san's
activities (the few cameras aimed at the heavily-draped windows were as much
out of habit as anything) only to get a simple shrug.  The only changes were
the large orderlies escorting Dr. Mizuno from a van to the door most days, and
very occasionally that arcane fog shouding the rooftop from which a swift blur
could be occasionally seen emerging.

This, one could argue, was the punishment detail compared to 'V-chan's'
entourage.

That particular morning was disrupted by a jogger.  It took less than a second
to recognise the tall girl in an expensive looking green jogging-suit (the pink
trim and embroidered astrological marking was less a giveaway than the green
eyes and chestnut ponytail).  As a body, the press corps made way as she slowed
to a walk directly through them, for most of the locals had learned from the
Jupiter shifts that civility would be rewarded by civil behavior (a curt "No
Comment." and a glare at worst)....

"Miss Jupiter! Ken Takizawa, FOX Ne-*urk*"

*WHAM*

*CRUNCH*

"<owie!>"

.... while rudeness or aggressive behaviour could prove painful, and expensive.

"Ano, Kino-san?" a diffident reporter from Asashi Shinbun asked politely as the
teenager crushed the gaijin cameraman's equipment under her heel, "Could you
possibly comment on Mizuno-san's activities for the past several weeks?"

Again, Makoto glared. An observant or experienced fighter would have recognised
the suppressed impulse to do yet more violence, but then she spoke.

"Yes," she snapped "I know what Ami-chan has been doing.  She is a shy girl who
deals with books better than she does with people ever since I've met her, so
what do you think she's been doing?  She's been in her room when the world's
not about to end, e-mailing in her school assingments, not even opening a
window or getting a glimpse of the sun BECAUSE SHE'S BEEN HIDING FROM YOU!!!!

"Now if you'll excuse me?" she said as she swept the reporters with a glare.

They got the hint.  Makoto walked into the building from a rather less crowded
entryway.

******

Mizuno Naoko, M.D. was worried about her daughter.

This was not a new situation, she had been worried about her ever since she
noticed the late nights and bruises began two years ago.  She worried even more
when her habitual note-taking circumvented whatever kept her mind from dwelling
on what could cause them, and the pattern of the injuries with the sightings of
Sailor Senshi and monsters proved too obvious to ignore.

She was never certain what kept her from confronting her outright or conciously
making the link between the other senshi and Ami's four friends, but the
medical supplies and field medicine guides the Doctor left laying about their
apartment was enough of a hint for both.  Dr. Mizuno knew, Ami knew Dr. Mizuno
knew, and frank discussion would have come in it's own time if it were not for
that camera crew covering the demon attack at the soccer championship.

Now her life was a _circus_!   Ami's friends managed to sneak her out of her
room at least one night a week and her own colleagues at work did likewise for
her (Usagi-chan was a dear for loaning her that 'disguise pen', and she was
guilty about running it through the MRI machine even if it was pointless), but
otherwise her life was like the lives of those celebrities in the tabloids
strewn through the waiting room.

Ami's life was even worse.  The reporters that swarmed her were downright
subdues compared to the hordes that decended upon her child when she tried to
go to school those first few days, and when the cram school asked her to leave
she gave up altogether.  Even when her friends and comrades-at-arms came for
anything less than an emergency it often took the better part of an hour to
coax her out of her darkened room, and often it was easier to watch movies in
the living room.

When left to her own devices at all, Ami did little more than hide and brood
these days.  That caused Naoko more worry than any images of unearthlz devils
trying to tear her child apart.

*DING-DONG*

******

More Later.

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