bravenewworld | A Senshi Social

Who: Usagi Tsukino, Ami Mizuno, Rei Hino, Minako Aino, Makoto Kino, Chibiusa, Haruka Tenoh, and Michiru Kaioh
Where Ami's home
What: The ~~senshi~~ girls are all meeting up to recount the details of what happened. Or that's the plan, in any case.
When: A few days after "A safe return"
Warnings: Senshi antics?

The plan was to meet at Ami's home to discuss the current situation with the Enhanced, Team Evolution, and Gigas in general. As it was Ami's home, it only made sense that she be the first first there and set up the area in the condo-apartment for the meeting they were going to have. She had notebook after notebook filled for the discussion they were going to have as well as copies of the dossiers of the Enhanced. Some snacks and drinks were setup in case the meeting ran long, which considering who all would be involved, she knew it would.

Her Lapras, Madame Curie, loomed over her and Aurora, both of them refusing to leave her side since Ami was still bruised and covered then a fair number of scrapes from the encounter she had with Sierra. She took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes as she made some minor changes to her notes. All of her pokemon were in the condo, although Socrates was getting a bit too big to be kept in the apartment building for much longer though he coiled up when and where he could.

She looked up when there was a knock at her door. Aurora begrudgingly got off her lap so she could answer it.

"Ah you made it," she said. "You were able to get away?" Ami knew that they all had to get back to their lives after cleaning up Team Evolution's mess. Her own work wasn't done once they got Sierra back to Union; there were people injured and in need of healing, pokemon that needed help because of displacement, and so much more on her plate. The young medic was running on black coffee and 24-hour days. The only reason she was even home now was because Yuuna physically removed her from the building with the express orders of "sleep, eat, and spend time with friends the rest of the week or else" and Ami wasn't about to ignore the orders of the ranger and senior medic.

She gazed out as more of the girls seemed to be headed towards her direction.

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The Pokémon seem to have gotten themselves into an infinite loop. Haruka gives Wooper maybe five more rotations before he trips (he's not clumsy like Gold, but his legs weren't built for speed). Three...two....there he goes. Hopefully Cotton has decent brakes.

"We didn't hear much either," Haruka admits, looking up at the ceiling. Her encounter with Gino barely qualified as an event, really. It had been more of a joke. Compared to what Makoto and Minako had faced...

The least she can do is this single word, she supposes. And a smile. "Thanks."

Cotton stops and barely avoids toppling onto the fallen Wooper. When she's sure she won't fall, she goes over to the creature and hauls it up with her teeth back up to his springy feet. Don't do it again, silly thing.

"Well, that makes me feel a little better. I just hope we don't have to repeat that any time soon."

Was that...was that a "thank you" from Haruka-san? Oh. Oh! OH! YAY!

Wooper is covered with slime and probably tastes disgusting, so sorry about that, Cotton. He looks around, unsure how he's somehow upright again, but when he peers over his shoulder all the pieces fit together. Hooray! Thank you. He dashes off a quick box step in thanks. Some of the Pokémon here are nice!

Haruka shares Makoto's hopes, but would rather focus on worst-case scenarios to better be prepared. For a moment, though, it's nice to just acknowledge the point and relax. And stretch her legs out. And remember the food.

"You made these?" she asks, leaning forward again to help herself to some of the food. They're done talking Enhanced far as she's concerned. She learned what she wanted to know.

Cotton spits the taste of Wooper out of her mouth for a bit. He's okay, but Savior does the slime he's covered in taste like bile. She takes one of the Poképuffs on the table for the Pokémon and uses that to cleanse her palette. Note to cute Mareeps, do not bite Woopers.

"Yes, I...I know this was supposed to be a serious meeting, but with everyone here... I thought why not? Especially since Usagi-chan was supposed to show up too." Hi, yes, Makoto is babbling. Please make her stop.

Since she's chewing, Haruka can't respond right away; she contemplates something or other, swallows, and smiles. Somehow her companions are muddling through their destinies without losing their cuteness. May they never be confronted with anything that strips it from them. "They're sweet."

Wooper, having had enough of adventures for now, settles down to people- and Poké-watch on the edge of the couch. Hopefully nobody will trip over him here....this apartment's pretty full!

Well, Makoto is only fourteen and is the youngest of the girls gathered, besides Chibiusa. But a compliment from the older girl gets a blush. She's not entirely sure if she's talking about their friends or the food. She'll pick the former though. "We all try to be nice and good. In our own way, I guess."

While Haruka's Wooper is taking a break in his corner, Cotton will just muddle through the crowd to find Rei-chan. Sorry to anyone she might shock along the way. She doesn't mean it.

Haruka just nods and keeps eating. She still hasn't settled things with Usagi, not really - she'd tried to prepare the other girl for their destiny and had ended up pushing her away. Haruka doesn't regret that, exactly, but she's not used to not knowing how she feels about things. And Usagi more than any of the others - her "niceness and goodness", to put matters in Makoto's terms, that makes her so precious while leading her to make foolish decisions - sparks that conflict in Haruka. Especially since, multiple times, that same niceness and goodness has saved them both, in the face of all reasonable expectation....

She probably shouldn't mull this over with the girl in the room, while on the couch with one of her best friends, huh. Haruka clears her throat. "What are you going to do when the gods return?" she asks, not really looking at Makoto. This is probably the most important information to gather about her new allies. Everything will proceed from there.

That would probably be a good idea, but Makoto doesn't really think of it like that. Haruka-san is older than the rest of them and she thinks of things in a more serious vein, kinda like Rei-chan, but she's also got different experiences.

"I haven't put much thought into it. At first, I was just trying to get through the days to get some sort of balance back after my big weird trip in the forest. Now..." She frowns down at the cup of juice in her hand. "I'll do what I have to do, like always. If that means fighting back to save others, then I guess that's what I'll do."

Haruka nods. "Prepare for that," she advises the other girl - or is it a challenge? She won't poke her nose where it isn't wanted, but if Makoto's unstoppable force needs an immovable object to oppose, she doesn't mind overseeing the girl's training. It lets her know exactly how much she can expect when the real catastrophe comes.

Not that Makoto probably wants to think about training right now, huh.

Makoto looks up at the older girl, a quirky smile in place. "Of course. I'll just have to avoid too many training sessions with the Enhanced people of Gigas while my body tries to recover. A few more with you couldn't hurt though."

Especially not for her Pokémon either.

"We'll see." The bar has been raised now, apparently. Or maybe Haruka's just messing with Makoto.

Either way, a commotion with the Pokémon has her turning her head. What's going on over there?

[[ ooc: we can either tie this into gold and usato's thread or have it be something different, your call! They just seemed to have reached a good consensus about mission stuff. ]]

At the strange sounds, Makoto looks around. Cotton is curled up near Rei-chan and Hime seems to be enjoying ignoring everyone in favor of a nap.

"Um, Haruka-san, do you know where my Chikorita is?"

"I haven't seen one." And, just like that, an uncanny premonition begins forming in Haruka's head. Something targeting them? No. Not quite.

But still, she can't shake a sense of impending doom. Haruka stands, and - what are mittens from Natto ~~they have a leaf on them, okay~~ doing on the counter?

Moving towards the source of the sounds, her vague uneasiness begins to take shape.

A Senshi Social

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