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Kisama... Shenlong Crystal Power, Make-up.
Heavyarms Crystal Power, Make-up.
Deathscythe Crystal Power, Make-up!
Sandrock Crystal Power, Make-up!
Zero Crystal Power, Make-up.
::Sailor Zero leaps into action. Taking her stance, she points at the youma and says::
Zero: Omae o korosu (I will kill you).
All rest: *facefault*
Zero: *pulls pistol out of her _spandex_ , (no wonder she took the job...) multicolored fuku and shoots the youma dead* *CLICK* *BLAM!*
Youma: *hits ground**CLUNK*
Zero: Ninmu kanryou. (Mission accomplished)
::Sailor Zero looks smug. She adjusts her shoulder-length odangos and smirks::
::Sailor Deathscythe plays with her menacing scythe and re-arranges her braid::
Deathscythe: That's it!? This is _waaaay_ to easy. I had more fun when we were Gundam pilots...
Zero: *growls* Hai... (yes)
Sandrock: Actually, this is kind of interesting...
Shenlong: *Looks at Sailor Sandrock in disgust and points her katana threateningly* What!? SHIMATTA! You... you, WEAK ONNA!(woman)
Heavyarms: *rolls eyes* You're a girl too Sailor Shenlong...
Shenlong: *at a loss for words*
::Sailor Heavyarms flashes a rare smile, which is very becoming with her elegant features, wild bangs and shoulder-blade length brown hair::
::Pretty, blonde, Sailor Sandrock looks hurt. She picks at her gray skirt::
Sandrock: I _mean_ that it's nice to fight the bad guy in a different way...
Zero: *lifts upper lip a little* Hn...
Deathscythe: *adjusts the riding-up black fuku skirt* K'so? What now? Change back?
::In response to her question, where Sailor Zero used to be is now standing (please tell me you already figured this out...) a Japanese _boy_ with wild hair in a green tank top and spandex shorts::
Deathscythe: Oh... K'so...
::Sailor Deathscythe is now a cute guy in a black priest outfit with the same well-kept ass-length braid::
::Sailor Sandrock becomes a blue-eyed, blonde haired, vest clad cutie::
::Sailor Heavyarms transforms into a guy wearing a blue-green turtleneck and jeans. He has wild, gravity-defying bangs::
::Sailor Shenlong is a Chinese guy in baggy white pants and a dark blue tank top. His low ponytail is _so_ tight it looks painful.::
Wufei: *sighs tiredly* Let's go home now.
Duo: *looking murderous* Yeah, I have something I need to tell that _damn_ cat about my new job...
Quatre: *innocent as always* What's that?
Duo: O - *gets cut off*
Heero: *cuts Duo off* - mae o korosu *produces another pistol from... spandex**smirks mischeviously*
Trowa: *nods silently*
Wufei: *grins**brandishes katana*
Quatre: *gulps**mumbles* O-K... Now I'm scared...
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The already-nuts-but-med-enhanced bishonen giggles out loud at the 10 minute use of his time... until he is roughly shoved off the chair by his trainer, who has sufficiently recovered enough to tie him to a handy-dandy steel pole and give him his medicine.
Serena: *smirks* Open wide Duo!
Duo: Noooooooooo!!! Gak!
Serena: *grins like she's losing her mind at the sight of the cringeing-because-it-tastes-like-shit bishonen* Bahwhahahahah!!!!
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Whatddaya think? Sequel? *hears non-exsistent crickets chirping* Er... Yeah wuatevur... *stalks off grumbling*
