Alright, Naru. Let's do a quick analysis of the situation you're in right now. You're being held prisoner by the bad guys that have been draining people of their energy. They have the pendant, Morga's nowhere to be seen and the guy in charge is a complete hunk who also happens to "love" helping you because you got lucky with the pendant before losing it.
Oh, and one last thing that might be important. His fingers were working magic on your shoulders. That detail was rather an important one because <i>mmmmmm</i>!
"Tell me," Jedite whispered in her ear. His hot breath felt like it went all the way to her brain. "What sort of magic does this pendant cast? Where did you find it? Are there others like it?"
You know, if he kept this up she might very well wind up telling him whatever he wanted to know. Oooh boy, she had to bite her tongue unless she gave it all away. Who knows what kind of terrible things they might do with the pendant if they had half the chance? Just think for a moment, girl. He's the one being compelled to help you. Right? Right! Therefore you should take charge of the situation just as soon as he finishes undoing that knot in your back.
"Well?" Jedite asked, pulling her onto his lap where she could feel his erection rubbing up against her butt. Desire. Raw, naked desire was flowing through her now. Naru couldn't help but press herself up against him. "Is this enough... Help?" he asked, gently kissing the nape of her neck and leaving her skin feeling all tingly and weird.
"N-Not yet," Naru barely managed to say. "F-Footrub now."
She caught sight of Jedite giving her a smirk that seemed more triumphant than obedient, and then he moved out from under her in a way she didn't quite catch sight of, and before she knew it his hands were rubbing her bare feet and oh dear she'd gone crosseyed. Her only complaint was that some airhead was whimpering and moaning nearby and it was getting a little bit distracting.
"There we go," Jedite said. "Now human girl, is this quite enough... help?" He kissed the end of her toes and Naru couldn't help but throw her head back and feel her throat going hoarse, even though she couldn't actually hear the sound anymore. "I would rather appreciate the opportunity to help you out even more... After I learn a little bit more about the pendant, it might even be possible to do so."
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Alright, Morga. Let's take a look at the situation you're in right now. You're one of the good guys. A human being. A former youma that decided hey, let's go and interfere in your old boss's latest plan without knowing what it is in detail or what youma he's assigned, without any powers of your own except that freaky pendant and your only backup is a human girl with less of a right to be here than yourself.
Seems like a smart plan!
On the plus side she did have an answer to one question. What appeared to be a human woman was standing up above her. Wearing a green business dress and a big blue tie, Flau was the youma assigned to this mission. Her laser breath attack was her only truly unique feature in terms of combat ability, but she was quite probably here for her other talents anyway.
"Oh, dear me," Flau tutted. "How the mighty do fall." A small kick to the shins, not meant to hurt. At least not physically. "I always knew you were flexible, Morga, but not so flexible as this."
"How have you been, Flau?" Morga asked, discreetly checking the tightness of the ropes around her wrists. Damn, even as a youma she wouldn't be able to slip out of these... "Let me guess. Managerial role? You were never really as good a fighter as you always like to pretend. You always were more suited to this sort of -"
Ah, now that kick might not have been meant to hurt her but that backhanded slap sure as hell was. By the time Morga could see straight again, the pendant was dangling right in front of her face. Being held up by Flau, who was swinging it gently back and forth.
"What is this pendant?" Flau demanded, maintaining stern poise and a glare that could melt candlewax. Morga should know. She'd lost that bet a little while back, now. "I can sense the magic surrounding it, but its source and effect are unlike any I have knowledge of. What is this?"
"You're interrogating me?" Morga chuckled. "Why not have Jedite simply brainwash me into telling him? Unless... Of course... You're thinking of maybe using it to advance your own career?" No... That didn't fit Flau's personality. She had too much respect for systems to step outside it like that. "Or is there another reason you're interrogating me beyond personal advancement?"
"That seems rather backwards," Flau said, snatching the pendant away and nestling it in between her breasts. "I'm supposed to be the one asking questions, and you're supposed to be the one that answers them. Not the other way around!"
"Then let me give you a bit of advice," Morga calmly said. "I've been doing research into all sorts of topics ever since I became human... Including the interrogation techniques preferred by experts in that field. This method is only likely to produce false information, or make your prisoner clam right up. Instead of intimidation, interrogators in the human world like to play mind games. Make the prisoner view the interrogator as the only spot of light in the darkness. They get conversational with them, establish a rapport, make friends and then all of a sudden information will slip out without them even knowing they'd done so."
"... Before I began working here as manager I would have said that couldn't possibly work," Flau sniffed. "But I suppose that humans are both more devious and stupider than they seem. I suppose I should have offered you the opportunity for forgiveness instead of threatening you?"
"Possibly," Morga admitted. "If you'd come in and pretended that you really didn't want to have to kill me and the only way you could keep Jedite from doing so was if I gave you some useful information of my own free will... Maybe then I would have given you something."
"Interesting..." Flau said with a slight smirk at the side of her face. Morga could sort of see the gears turning in her former colleague's head. It was just like all youma. Now that she was separated from that kind of mindset, she could see that they all had an intrinsic need for dominance over other beings, curbed only by their loyalty to their superiors. Though sometimes even that wasn't sufficient. "Tell me more," Flau demanded.
"Are you sure?" Morga asked, pretending she wasn't seeing what Flau was really trying to do. "I mean, you did want to know more about that pendant, didn't you? It seemed to me as though you really would have loved for me to tell you about it..."
"Perhaps," Flau said with a transparently wicked grin. "But I'd love to hear more about your human experiences first..."
And then, seemingly unnoticed by Flau, the pendant resting atop her tie began to glow. Just as Morga had hoped for. It really made her wonder. Was she also this stupid and easily manipulated when she was a youma?
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Alright, Luna. Let's do a quick analysis of the situation you're in right now. The only Sailor you've found and awakened to date is, frankly, insane or under the influence of some unknown magical power. The second (maybe) Sailor that you've found but not awakened yet is a touch more paranoid, already has access to her own special abilities centered around banishing weak supernatural forces, and also has two crow pets that seem rather willing and eager to peck the eyes out of any threat that comes a-calling, be it perceived or real.
Actually, come to think of it... That did give her a pretty interesting idea. What was it that girl had said before about a radio station? Interesting... Maybe if she ran off like this, then she could -
Sure enough the crows were flying after her overhead and the girl was giving chase as well. How amusing. The crows were certainly something worth worrying about, but the girl was not. Humans were only fast when they made things that let them go fast. Compared to a cat, their speed and agility was rather... Lacking, shall we say?
Still. It would've been a bit suspicious if she didn't at least look like she was trying to run away. So long as the girl could see the crows, then all should be well. All Luna needed to do was keep running until she reached - There! A certain ominous radio station. All she had to do was sit down in front of it. And wait.
"I- I knew it!" the girl breathlessly said, sucking in air. "You- Suspicious cat! Wh-what are you..."
But then the girl stopped and looked up at the building in utter dismay. Just as Luna suspected. She could sense it. She might not even know what she was sensing, but there it was all the same. It must be overwhelming for her. All her life she probably felt trace amounts of "evil" or "supernatural" things all around her, but this must all be to an all-new level.
"What is this?" the girl breathlessly asked. No. Demanded. "This feeling! It's so awful!"
"That would be the Dark Kingdom," Luna said. "Our enemy. And I believe, young miss, that this might belong to you."
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Alright, Rei. Let's do a quick analysis of the situation you're in right now. You are standing in the lobby of a radio station wearing clothes so brief and sheer it might be more covering if you were to enter wearing only a towel. Your legs are on complete display, this leotard is really clinging rather desperately to your figure and you're about to walk into combat in high heels.
It was funny. She was consciously aware that each of these facts was fundamentally wrong, but it didn't actually feel that way. In fact, it sort of felt more like she was supposed to be wearing something like this.
"Can I help you with something?" a security guard asked, though using the sort of tone one might if one weren't quite believing one's eyes. "Wait... Don't tell me, you must be a friend of that redheaded chick and her big sister. Yeah? You just head right on up, you're expected."
... Right. Rei - or rather Sailor Mars - strode confidently into the elevator and by instinct went right for the top floor. Expected, was she? Well, if that didn't smack of a trap, what on earth would? On the other hand she was left wondering who exactly that redhead was the guard had mentioned before and how she'd been recognised as being a friend of hers in the first place.
The elevator beeped, and Rei - Sailor Mars - stepped out. Okay then. Deep breath. Pay attention to the sense of wrongness and follow your instincts. Apparently this transformation had given her some sort of new abilities, alongside an awareness of how to tap into them. Funny. If she'd changed in the middle of an ongoing fight she'd have probably used that "Fire Ignite" thing based entirely on instinct, not even thinking about it. As it was -
There! This storage closet was reeking of something not quite right. With a deep breath, Sailor Mars leaped into action instantly, yanking the door open and aiming her finger inside ready to throw flames all over whatever evil she found within -
"- And they have this thing called peanut butter that's surprisingly delicious. Especially on bread."
"Oh! Oohhh! Tell me more! Yes!"
And then, without saying a word, closed the door and let those two get on with... Whatever they were doing. One doesn't ask questions upon finding two women in a storage closet when one of them is tied up and the other is quite blatantly rubbing her hands all over her chest and torso while writhing in ecstasy and wanting quite desperately to bring herself to climax without seeming to know what on earth she was trying to do.
"... This place is much stranger than I thought," Mars said aloud in an attempt to clear her thoughts. "What is going on around here?!"
"A most excellent question," a new voice said. Mars whirled around and found herself looking at a handsome blond-haired man that positively radiated negativity. She aimed her flamethrowing finger at him, but winced upon noticing the redhaired, sleepy-eyed, smiling girl clutching onto his side. Damn, she couldn't get a clear shot like this! "And I would be most happy to... help you out, Sailor Moon. In particular once I have retrieved that fascinating pendant from Flau."
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Alright, Mamoru. Let's do a quick analysis of the situation you're in right now. You're in your apartment wearing a goofy-looking superhero costume, lying back on your bed while the hottest girl imaginable was wearing her own goofy-looking superhero costume and riding your dick like it was her born and sacred mission to do so.
"Mmm!" that girl whimpered, running her hands along her chest, up her neck and around her face. "Do not worry, Mysterious Masked Mamoru! I shall soon free you of this painful erection curse! Oh! Oh baby, right there!"
Yep. That seemed about the size of his situation. Aside from those weird, confusing dreams he'd been having recently, the mystery of that Sailor Moon girl and a vague sense he had somewhere else to be right now, life seemed pretty damned sweet.
- Morga tricks Flau into saying she loves something else.
- Usagi and Mamoru finish, and then head off to the radio station.
- Sailor Mars is able to acquire and use the pendant.
- The pendant is used on Sailor Mars in some way.
- Something else
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