So many of the pokegirl breeds were a result of crossing geneplexes, slight variants turning into a new stable breed. Everyone blamed her, but she was an ARTIST. Why do dozens of cat-types or bunny-types that were only slight variants of each other? It was all because of genetic and magical vectors, the over-pattern getting "messy."
Well, she'd worked out the fix some time ago.
She was an artist after all. Magic, genetics, esper abilities. That and more.
"oh, don't tell me!" said Cocooner as she spread one of the magazines out. "They're REAL?"
Cocooner stared for a moment before doing something that would have shocked almost anyone who could have heard her.
Dread Legendary Cocooner giggled.
"The Sailor Senshi are REAL here?" asked the dread destroyer. "After all the attempts to make REAL magical girls, I actually have a chance to get REAL Senshi DNA and essence? If only there was some way to lure them here."
Cocooner checked the vast pressurized ball she had been forming of Stun Spore. Almost ready. A thought made her consider. "I wonder if I can get their autographs before we end up fighting..."
Cocooner checked again five minutes later and decided it was ready.
Rei had run. Rei had gotten pinned. The other Senshi had arrived. They had gotten pinned before they could use their transformation pens.
Which was actually just as well, because there were observers around.
Zack had heard a scream and knew something had been going on.
When he found the shrine maiden and the other not-the-pussycats being menaced by what was clearly a Grass/Magic type, he was in his element for the first time since appearing here.
"QUAKE-2!" called out Zack, activating the spell-circuit.
Stones lifted from the ground and followed his gesture, slamming repeatedly into the Grass type. As expected, Earth attacks were weak against a Grass type but that DID carry enough impact to push the pokegirl away from her victim.
"mikuji?" asked the pokegirl.
Zack had already drawn his Buster Sword and began hacking away then. As a member of SOLDIER, his strength and durability were literally superhuman - on a par with a Fighting type like an Amazonchan.
"MIKUJI!" declared the Grass-type angrily as she tried to roll out from under the barrage of chops and slashes.
Zack knew better, keeping the attack going and pressing hard. This was the sort of pokegirl battle he had been trained for after all.
Wood splintered and cracked as he repeatedly smashed into what would be the weak points on a Grass-type like a Cardian.
Finally the creature went down with injuries, and reflexes immediately had him snap out a pokeball and capture the pokegirl.
The light flashed a few times before the pokeball went quiescent.
"I wonder what I caught?" mused Zack, reaching for his pokedex. Sure she was a Mikuji type, and a Feral, but what did that mean?
"AhEM," said someone else.
"Oh right, get you off the wall," agreed Zack.
Emeraude wasn't sure what to make of this.
The human with the great big... sword. He was injured and bleeding, and apparently hadn't noticed until one of the girls present started raising a fuss about it.
He had been hard pressed to deal with Mikuji, but had managed somehow - and had displayed control over the element of earth.
She hadn't expected the famed Tuxedo Kamen to be such a fighter, even if he was wearing neither tuxedo nor mask, but who else could this be?
She would have to report this.
Razor actually enjoyed these little jaunts outside the village. Haul a cart of vegetables and tapestries and such into one of the gatherings in one of the more central valleys. Get iron stock and other materials.
He had to take time off from making nails, which he made more of than the weapons that he normally specialized in. Still, it was nice to get away briefly. The various nomads and tribes that still existed would be gathering in Kunlun Pass, and that always produced a sort of festival-like atmosphere. At least as long as tourists weren't around.
Looking back at the village as he was about to lose line of sight, he noticed a mist forming in the valley.
Shrugging at the oddity, Razor knew he'd better get a move on anyway. As a male in a matriarchal society, he didn't want to draw any ire on himself by going back to check on something that was probably nothing anyway.
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