Valentine Kamen ~ Mamoru to Usagi

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Professor Chiba Mamoru stood waiting over the roof entrance of the dormitories, looking every now and then into the horizon of an ending sunset. With his black and red cape to the casual breeze, he was ever so dramatically reading a newspaper from behind his mask. To be specific, it was actually The Quibbler, and while it might not have been the

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Usagi somehow figured out a plan to get to the rooftop as Sailor Moon and not freeze her butt off.

Take coat off. Transform. Put coat on.

Simple, eh?

A brief pink flash of light could be seen down the hallway as Sailor Moon picked up the winter coat.

She opened the door to the rooftop, not knowing what to expect. Ah, romance... Suddenly, her thoughts ran back to Luna's behavior just before Usagi left the room. There was something off about her, she didn't look happy at all. Sailor Moon sighed, knowing that she'd have to make it up to Luna and do something for her.

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While he wasn't sure how, he could sense that Usagi was near, as soon as she had begun to use her powers. It was just because he was used to telling when spells were being cast nearby, right? Of course, and Usagi was far from discreet with everything else, her using magic should be no different. Nothing special about this girl who eats all my pocky and sleeps through half of my class.

Quickly enough, he tucked away the newspaper and walked over to the edge above the doorway, knocking down some of the snowfall. Had he been acting himself, he might have posed rather suavely, though in trying to pretend being Tuxedo Kamen, he wound up placing his hands on his hips rather awkwardly. Clearing his throat as the door opened, he then spoke as heroically as possible, "You came after all, Sailor Moon."

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"Of course! Why wouldn't I come? It's not every day I actually get a note..." Sailor Moon paused, clearing her throat. "I almost never get a chance to really talk to you because you're always saving me and my cat... I'm just so glad for this chance!"

She was beaming brightly, not noticing that Mamoru seemed to be in an awkward position. (OOC: Usagi may be perspective, but she's dense right now. :D;;; Love blinds.)

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Using the cane that had come with the costume to fly down the few feet there were, which worked somewhat more shakily than with his own, he landed before Sailor Moon with a flare of his cape. Unfortunately, he still hadn't noticed the fact he was still wearing reading glasses over an obviously red eye mask, which had somehow been mixed up between costumes while Usagi had been wrestling with the white dress in his closet a few days back.

"I'm glad you feel that way, Sailor Moon." He turned again, off to the side, swiping his cape over a seemingly empty space. When it lowered again, it revealed a once invisible, wooden table where a somewhat simple dinner was set, "Won't you join me?" It was, of course, the same small table from Mamoru's own room, though it wasn't marked in any telltale way to remember it by. A red rose had been placed in the center, inside a transparent vase.