This might be a bit of a surprise to consider, but Sailor Mars took her job seriously. Whatever that job might be. That was before she'd been given a brand new and very peculiar fetish for foiling the plans of the Dark Kingdom. Now? The very idea of it aroused her so much that she'd simply love to do it. Love, love, love to do it.
Thus, she was chasing after the mystery man with all the might her legs could carry. That man was a part of the Dark Kingdom. Foiling him would be ooooh, so nice~ That would give her the thrill she sought, the satisfaction she needed! Granted, he had a hostage, but she was certainly determined and motivated to boot!
"Out of my way!" she yelled at the brainwashed horde of people filling the corridor in between them. They lunged for her and her lip curled with disgust. She shot out a small firebolt - right at the ceiling, setting off the sprinklers. One might think she would not want this, given her powers are based on fire, but she followed this up by tossing an ofuda onto the roof, and then...?
Voila. Instant Holy Water. It wasn't the sort of thing a person might normally think to try, but right now she was desperate enough to give it a whirl. Steam hissed as the blessed water cascaded down, sizzling faintly where it touched corrupted skin. The horde froze mid-lunge. One by one, the glassy sheen faded from their eyes as the ofuda burned itself to ash on the ceiling, its kanji glowing out in a protective lattice. The holy runoff pattered onto the floor like rain after a summer storm, washing away the spell clinging to them.
Sailor Mars lowered her arm, exhaling through her nose. “Tch. Brainwashing amateurs,” she muttered, and grew flush from foiling the Dark Kingdom's plans to make use of this brainwashed group of people. Then she bolted forward, pushing through them with no resistance or difficulty. "Hey, get back here, you creep!"
He'd gone upstairs, it seemed. Mars stepped into the stairwell, then immediately stepped back when a burst of energy shot right down at her. Wasn't going to make this easy for her, huh? That's fine! She licked her lips in anticipation. Eager to catch up with him and get as much information as possible out of him.
"Follow me, and I'll put an energy bolt through this girl's head!"
"Tsk! Coward!" Mars called up after him. In that case... Let's not follow him. She wasn't giving up, but she wouldn't follow him either!
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Jedaite was a little disappointed at how things were going so far. No Sailor Moon, but this girl was certainly here to cause him a headache. That pendant... he had to get his hands on it. The magic coming from it was extremely potent, so alluring and dominant, he had to have it. He had to!
The redhead had been brought out of the hypnosis by that holy water trick the short skirted girl had pulled off, but her strength was as nothing compared to his. He kept a finger to the side of her head, while the other? Kukuku! He was on the roof now. Waiting patiently, waiting quietly for the moment that door opened wide.
Not the moment the handle shifted. That would be tempting, yes, but it would be easy to fake, and make him miss the shot. He wanted the moment he saw the girl herself standing there. He was in a bit of a blind spot from the door, you see, lurking overhead, not directly in front of it. The moment she stepped out, he'd have her dead to rights. And then? After that? He'd drain this redheaded girl's energy, and that would be that!
"You won't get away with this," the girl protested.
"Won't I, now?" Jedaite asked. "And why are you so confident in that...?"
In response, he sensed motion behind him. Huh? He turned around, just in time to see a pair of exposed legs fast approaching him, wrapping around his head and flipping back, slamming him onto his back. An ofuda was slapped onto his forehead a moment later - and his entire body froze up!
"Ohhhhh fuck, that's the good shit!" the red skirted girl moaned, while shifting to straddle his waist. "Consider yourself well and truly foiled!"
Oh. So this is the emotion that is known as 'mortal terror'. It was not a nice experience. He would very much appreciate it if he could stop feeling it, now, please!
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There were two things going through Mars's mind right now. The first, the need - the crushing need - to finish the job. The other? Oh, fuck she's horny, and oh fuck, he's hot. And she was so hot right now as well. Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot~
"You're gonna tell me everything," Mars said, licking her lips and smoothing her hands down her feminine curves. She felt so... powerful, so sexy and in control. It was an addictive feeling. Make no mistake about it. Yet those two sides of her were now wrestling for control.
Was she doing this for pleasure? Or was she doing it because it needed to be done?
Tick tock, Sailor Mars. Tick tock. How long do you think that ofuda will hold him? The adrenaline rush, the arousal, had led to you scaling the outside of the freaking building. You didn't even realise you could do it. Apparently this form makes you super strong in addition to everything else.
So? What are you going to do with this power? What are you going to do with this position?
She could feel herself drooling from anticipation. She wanted to step on his back~ She wanted to tie him up and spank him~ Oooh, but how long could she keep him for? He was probably really strong as well, right? Ahhhh~ Sailor Mars was so turned on right now that she felt trapped, unable to do much of anything else. While she'd been in hot pursuit both sides of her had been in agreement on what to do right now, but as it was, her discipline was wrestling with her vice - and the vice was winning!
As such, she started by slapping him.
"Start talking," she said. "What's so special about that pendant?"
"You... You don't know that yourself?" the man replied. "Tsk! Then I see no reason to -"
Slap! But she also followed that up by spanking her own butt while humping into him. Fuck, this felt good!
"What are the Dark Kingdom up to?" she demanded. Then leaned in really close and whispered to him "If you tell me, I might make it worth your while~"
"Please," he scoffed. "I'm not that hard up that I'd become intimate with a hated ene-"
Sailor Mars responded by getting up on one knee and then grinding the other into his arm. Making sure he had a really good look at her leg in the process. That's it. That's right. Show dominance here. It's the only thing this sort respects. Power. Strength. If she shows that she has that, plus her own sex appeal, then she'd be the one in control. She'd be the one dominating. She'd be the one who was - The one who was in charge around here!
"I am going to train you," Sailor Mars said while grinding her heel right into that arm. "I'll turn you into my devoted love slave. You'll betray everything you love, for the sake to kiss my feet. To run that traitorous, evil tongue along my thighs. In the name of justice! In the name of peace! I will break you."
And the funny part was, part of her didn't expect that to take very long.
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