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[mooncorrupts]

[She's been keeping to herself for ages, avoiding both senshi and all new arrivals she heard chattering over the PCD. She doesn't need company, need people to talk to, she just - had to rearrange some of her priorities over time. Black Lady can't help but wonder about her purpose here. This wasn't her home, this wasn't a place that she wanted to

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[buntails]

[And this would be Usagi, out for a walk to clear her head when- She halts in surprise, which quickly turns into a smile.]

Chibi-Usa!

[mooncorrupts]

[She stops in her tracks. Of course, of course. After weeks of hiding with the intention of avoiding her, Sailor Moon was the first one to find Black Lady.]

[She looks a lot like a cornered animal, but she shakes out of her momentary lapse by crossing her arms over her chest.]

That's not my name, Sailor Moon.

[buntails]

[She bites her lower lip a bit. This is a big concession for her.]

Does... Is it really important to you if I call you Black Lady?

[Because she'll do it, in that case. But... She doesn't want to think of things that way.]

[mooncorrupts]

[looks at her suspiciously. then] It's my name. [after years of being called Rabbit or Chibi-Usa...]

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[marsfireignite]

[You are so not as tired and rumpled as she is, woman. But the PCD registers as being on for the first time in awhile, which causes Rei to blink, and she sends out the message.]

Chibiusa?

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[mooncorrupts]

[There's a very, very long pause as Black Lady decides whether or not to respond. But the 'Chibi-Usa' aggravates her enough that she does!]

Who are you calling for?

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[marsfireignite]

I haven't seen you in awhile. Where are you walking?

[Voice]

[mooncorrupts]

[huffs] Around. I haven't had a chance to explore this place properly yet.

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[mooncorrupts]

[oh manners! how refreshing. for a moment she's a bit taken aback, but she'll respond accordingly] Hello.

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[mooncorrupts]

...I've fairly new to this wasteland.

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[ff_red_turk]

[Having calmed down a little, although Hitsugaya is slowly making things worse, Vincent has taken up his favorite post of observation, which is crouching on the highest roof he could find.

He'll notice the figure walking around, but will not approach unless she somehow notices his presence.]

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[mooncorrupts]

[She doesn't notice for some time, since Vincent is skilled at teh watchings and she's too under the weather to keep herself alert. But Black Lady eventually feels someone's eyes on her, so she half-turns - eyes narrowing-]

Who's there?

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[ff_red_turk]

[Vincent is a bit surprised that the girl suddenly seems to notice his presence, but he doesn't feel like going down, so unless she actually sees him, he won't move.]

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[axestrid]

[Astrid appears to have found herself a makeshift weapon-- it's reminiscent of a spear. Not her weapon of choice at all, but she'd rather have something than nothing at all. She's seated carefully atop a pile of rubble, sharpening the end of it absently with her PCD at her side in case anything happens. So far, nothing has.]

[She glances up when she sees Black Lady, and has to stare for a long moment. Her hair was a most alarming shade of cotton candy pink-- Astrid wasn't sure she had ever seen anything quite that color. On the other hand, the woman looked surprisingly delicate to be out on her own in a place like this-- but Astrid supposed she herself didn't look like much, either. After a moment's deliberation, she called out.]

Excuse me?

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[mooncorrupts]

[she pauses, glancing a bit curiously over at Astrid. Thankfully Astrid has a better and normal hair color, but the weapon in her hands is the thing that draws her attention. It's not quite noticeable, but there is a flicker of unease that crosses Black Lady's face.]

Yes?

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[axestrid]

[The weapon is handled almost expertly as the slight teenager slides down the pile of debris she'd climbed atop, the sharp end of it kept away from both herself and Black Lady. Suddenly somewhat awkward as she moves toward the taller young woman, Astrid slows and brushes her bangs out of her face with her free hand.]

...are you lost? [She realized, belatedly, that it was odd and possibly rude to approach a stranger assuming they were lost. Especially when the stranger appeared older than oneself. The flicker of unease that moved over the woman's face didn't quite register-- Astrid had noticed something cross her face, but it was gone before she could truly identify it. The spear remained at her side, held in a passive way but held nonetheless.]