What made it so troublesome was that Ami was usually so good about things. Both of them were outsiders in a lot of ways, and they had been getting along quite well. Ami was the brains, and she was the brawn, but they hadn't gone for the stereotypes for that type of thing. She'd always thought that her friend was shy, gentle, and understanding, which had been welcome, considering the fact that she'd always been seen as the big tough delinquent tomboy.
So, Ami's latest reaction was proving to be something of a painful thing, as it went against what she thought she had known of her friend. Apparently, the smart girl had something against martial artists, of which her own brother and Makoto herself were two examples. Not that the other girl had apparently noticed, as she had dismissed Makoto's martial arts abilities for all intents and purposes. As a result, instead of being seen as a skilled fighter, she was being treated as just another Senshi who happened to know how to fight.
If she could trust herself, Makoto would have given in to the urge to smack the cram student off the back of the head.
Rather than falling into that trap, she settled for merely keeping herself closed in. Even as she went to consider what she was going to make for breakfast, she held back what she was going to say, as she had a feeling that she might say something that she might regret later on. It was just better to go and make sure that everything was ready, to keep from letting things devolve that far.
Just why it was bothering the short haired girl so much, she didn't know, as everything seemed to be calm enough. Right now, she could see Rei having risen early, no doubt for her own training, caught a glimpse of Ranma yawning his own sleep away, and heard what had to be Usagi's snoring. All in all, it seemed to be rather peaceful, almost like a vacation in the woods.
And that included Setsuna being missing, oddly enough. Makoto pursed her lips as she began to recognize that the older girl wasn't around, which was kind of odd, considering the fact that she tended to be an early bird. Of course, she could pop in and out if she wanted to, but she'd been avoiding doing that on this trip.
Wondering if there was something that she should alert her friends to, she went to peek in to the tent that the green haired woman had been using during their time there.
What the brunette saw would have tempted a lot of boys, and she knew it. Curled up in her sleeping bag was Setsuna, her soft lips mere centimeters from the pillow that she was clutching to her head, as if she was going to kiss it. Her legs were tucked up, with the shapely length of one sliding outside to bare its smoothness to the mountain air. This had the effect of bending her ass, giving a good idea of the curve of it as she did so. All of it was topped off by how she had her breasts thrust out, which would have been a tempting invitation that a lot of guys would have run themselves ragged over it.
Unsure of exactly what she should do, the green eyed girl leaned in to call to her comrade. "Setsuna...."
A low growl of annoyance echoed through Setsuna's tent as the woman herself seemed intent on avoiding all human contact. Hunching even more into a fetal position, she covered her upper body with her arms. Even as she did it, there was no sign of any real concern involving the older woman, who happened to look good while she was doing it.
Perhaps that was what she should try to make herself in to. After all, Makoto knew that she was tall herself, and she did have a figure that could work well. If that was what was needed, then she would only have to give up the whole 'fighting tomboy' aspect of herself. Settling down to be the pretty girl who made cupcakes would be non-threatening, appealing, and would let those who saw her martial arts capability as a threat rest and relax. Taking Setsuna as a role model would allow her to be feminine, appealing and soft, all of which were apparently the desirable parts of all this.
Simply considering that rather annoyed the Senshi of Jupiter, and she forced herself away from the tent, finding enough self control in order to keep from waking Setsuna, who was intent on staying in 'dreamland' at the moment. She left the exhausted looking woman to continue her sleep and went back to her own chores, which had to be taken care of to help out with the comfort and functioning of the camp, while:
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