"Get him!" the Senshi of Time declared, waving her Time Key Staff around like a banner as she started to chase after the rapidly departing pair... leaving a rather blankly staring violinist in her wake.
Not that Neptune was tempted to follow after the older woman, as this had all the signs of deteriorating into the sort of situation that it was best to stand on the sidelines and laugh at the real participants. With Pluto acting like something out of an old style war movie, it was clear, to her at least, that the other Senshi had been spending a bit too much time watching the Gate of Time. This was not the 'Charge of the Light Brigade'. She wasn't stupid, wasn't disposable, and wasn't going.
All that she needed to do now was to make the best of the coming evening, and the best way to do that would be spend it cuddling. Since that was most certainly something that she could consider worth her time, she turned to look at the other person who was needed for that sort of activity. "Uranus, I.... Uranus? Uranus? I thought that she was just here...."
Tiptoeing through a hallway wasn't quite what Uranus had thought would be what she would need to do as a Senshi, but that was what she was doing at the moment. Each step was taken with great care, and thought, as she crept ever closer to the apartment. In it was a weapon that could do a lot of damage in the wrong hands, and she didn't want to risk getting caught by the defenses put around that weapon.
She wanted to be able to use that rifle after all.
Had she been able to tie a bandana onto her head like a thief on television, she might have done exactly that.
Giving a heavy sigh, Neptune allowed herself to guess where her partner was at that moment. There was no doubting where the blonde had gone, as she had made no attempt to hide her interest in the rifle. So, when Pluto had run after Saotome, Uranus had run to go snatch the gun.
"Haruka, you pervert," the green haired Senshi muttered under her breath before turning to leap away. There was no way that she was going to get involved in either exercise in absurdity. If this was the way that things would go, she was going to be heading off to spend her time in a more dignified manner.
Once home, she'd turn back into being Michiru Kaioh, pop some popcorn, get a nice drink, and watch her DVD, enjoying something with some redeeming value. She'd tuck her legs under herself as she sat on her chair, and would let herself get caught up in the music. Her evening would be calm, soothing, and ever so elegant.
And she wouldn't be involved in this oddly childish set of activities, while:
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