Scene #2428: The Morning After

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Setsuna Meiou	Following the huge battle with Mistress 9, a great many of the mahou who had been in attendance went to crash at the home nicknamed the 'Casa Del Outers' where Haruka, Michiru, Hotaru, and Setsuna all live. Setsuna having a HUGE house with a great many spare bedrooms meant that there were plenty of beds for anyone who needed one, and comfortable enough accomidations to see the wounded or partially wounded through the night until the healers can take another look at them the next day after some recharging of their own. As the next morning dawns, it's a day that lends itself to sleeping in...but unfortunately, the Guardian of Time is rather well known by her housemates to always wake up at PRECISELY the same time every morning...to the point where one could set their clocks by it. Thus it is that the tallest of the Senshi carefully extricates herself from the pair of sectional couches that had been pushed together to form a giant bed/fort/thing where all three of the present Outers and any others who didn't want to sleep alone crashed, and proceeded to shuffle her way through the archway into the adjacent room...a large kitchen/dining room area centered around a kitchen island. Off to the other side of the kitchen is the doorway to the back half of the house, where all the spare bedrooms are located for those who wanted to crash in a bed. Mumbling something more or less incoherent that MIGHT be a stream of consciousness ramble about how terrible mornings are, Setsuna shuffles over to the corner where a huge, horrendously large coffee machine sits...and with a button press, she starts it making her preferred morning go-blend. Shortly after, having taken her first steps towards proper caffination, Setsuna yawns, then looks around and takes a moment to contemplate the rather packed status of her house. A small smile comes to her face, then she heads into the pantry for a few moments before coming back to the kitchen with a double armful of supplies. There are a lot of people to feed, and the easiest solution to that problem will start with pancakes. Thus, after a duck into the fridge, she grabs a few more supplies and starts some bacon frying up while she starts putting together the batter she'll need. Between the coffee and bacon smells, people SHOULD start being attracted in fairly short order.
Rashmi Terios	While she arguably came off second worst from last night -- she was not, after all, forced to watch the events from the backseat of her own body -- Rashmi was given enough attention from the healers that any fractured bones are probably mostly okay to walk on. Not to say that walking isn't painful, but the smell of bacon has amazing recuperative powers. Having borrowed one of Setsuna's long shirts, and Michiru's pajama pants, she shuffles down the hall and into the kitchen like a woman fifty years her elder, squinting toward the island as she cleans off her glasses. "...Mornin', Setsuchan," she mumbles around a yawn.
Usagi Tsukino	Usagi Tsukino had slept in one of the guest rooms with Mamoru and Chibiusa, sprawled out like a starfish over her fiancé and future daughter, sleeping the heavy, dead-to-the-world sleep of one who helped save the world and defied the apocalypse and didn't even get a t-shirt out of it. Normally, she would ''never'' wake particularly early - just getting to class on time is a rough call. But ''normally'' the tantalizing scent of saltiness and fat and fried doesn't float through the air. Usagi's nose twitches in her sleep, as the scent wafts. Twitches again, for good measure. And then, her eyes slide partially open, and with a mumble, she tumbles off of Mamoru and worm-crawls to the edge of the bed, before walking - rather zombie-ish - towards the kitchen, and the scent of salty, savory deliciousness. "Mmmmrngh," she mumbles to Rashmi on the way in, barely aware of her presence, and bumps into counter as she grabs a hot strip of bacon and shoves it in her mouth. "'s goo'." The verdict is delivered with a sleepy, wobbly thumbs up.
Setsuna Meiou	As Rashmi walks into the kitchen, Setsuna turns a little and glances at her. At first, there's a mild scowl on her face and the nurse opens her mouth to say something probably admonishing Rashmi for being out of bed...but then she pauses and sighs before shaking her head and saying, "...you SHOULD still be in bed...but by the same token, you're going to need to eat..." A sigh is heaved, then she goes on, "...so grab a seat and don't go anywhere." A light swat is given to Usagi as she shuffles in and steals a piece of bacon, "Bad Usagi. BAD." A hand is waved towards the kitchen island, "Sit. What do you two want to drink, and do you want fruit or chocolate chips in your pancakes?"
Rashmi Terios	"...Wanted me to stay in bed," Rashmi mumbles mulishly, "shouldn't'a cooked bacon..." But she does slide onto a stool, hissing as bruised muscles complain, and just sort of slouches there, nose twitching as Setsuna's cooking drifts in her direction. "I'll be good, I promise... fruit please?" A bruised face turns to Usagi and manages a smile that looks like something a prizefighter would wear after going five rounds. "We did it, Usa-chan. We really did it."
Mamoru Chiba	Mamoru comes into the kitchen next, wearing the t-shirt and jeans he only dropped henshin into after he was done cleaning the mess of battle and attack and injury and healing off himself; his own injuries, though bad, hadn't been nearly as bad as those of other people, and in large part he's already slept most of the rest off. His clothes are wrinkly, his face has pillow lines pressed into it, his eyes are bleary and his glasses are elsewhere, and his hair is incredibly messy bedhead. "Rashmi-chan," he says, sleepily aggrieved, "why are you awake? Setsuna-san, may I make myself a cup of coffee?"
Sailor Saturn	Hotaru Tomoe was the next to awaken... and so there were light footsteps when a young girl with messy hair(by their standards), barefeet and one of Haruka's button up shirts came walking in... the shirt was more like a button up dress for her, and hung off one shoulder, but considering 24 hours ago she was six feet tall with eight feet tall long hair and eyes of pure, hardened malevolence, this was a VAST improvement. she was also probably wearing other things under it, but as big as it was, who could tell? She walked in and sat next to Usagi and... "Setsuna-mama, can I have a piece of bacon?" Then glanced to Rashmi and... "... I think I need to buy you breakfast..." she said through groggy eyes, reaching up a hand to rub them. HotaruTact.exe had not loaded quite yet.
Laura La Mer	Much like everyone else, Laura would have followed Moon and Pluto towards the Casa del Outers, noting with surprise its location in Pikarigaoka. She didn't know the Ward had buildings quite as impressive as the Casa. Goes to figure which parts of Pikarigaoka she usually hangs out in. As always, staying the night had a very different meaning with Laura than it did with most people: she was sleeping in the house with everyone in the sense that she was physically there, but the mermaid had very quickly checked with Setsuna for a good place to put her Aqua Pot on. The soldier of time had also offered her a luxurious Jacuzzi, and the young mermaid had thanked her for that, before explaining the dynamics of the Aqua Pot's underwater home (as well as inviting Setsuna in for a tour if she so desired, making sure as always they got in one at a time). The morning after, called by the smell of food, the Aqua Pot will be seen wobbling through the air, with a yawning Laura peeking through the Aqua Pot's small window. "Mornin', everyone", the pinkette rubs her right eye, stopping the floating bottle not too far from where the group is gathering. "Are we having breakfast?"
Amy Faust	Amy mostly followed so that she could help Rashmi any way she could, be an extra pair of hands for Setsuna with at least a ''little'' medical knowledge. When she sees the couches transformed into a couch fort her face lights up as much as anyone's. Her inner child did not know how much she wanted that until just now. Slumber party!!!! Or, at least, slumber quiet gathering people are trying to sleep. Setsuna getting up does stir her partially awake. The realization that she is ''not'' in a familiar bed brings back memories of last night and after a few minutes of finding she can't just fall back asleep she gets up. Being smol means hopefully she can make her way out of the fort with minimal disruption of anyone still sleeping! She has at some point learned to tie her hair back in a ponytail for sleeping, and had used her magic to recreate the sleeping outfit the fairies of Chanteur gave her three months ago, black silk full PJ set with pants and a longsleeve shirt with gold-colored fasteners. She had tested before that outfits stay if she sleeps in them -- the tiny amount of magic they cost seems to be more in the making than the maintaining -- and conjures some moccasins to walk around the house in since she didn't bring house slippers. And sure enough, after a quick run to the bathroom, "Is that bacon?" asks Amy's voice as she enters the kitchen. "Setsuna-chan, Rashmi-chan, Usagi-chan, good morning!" "Did you say fruit pancakes? Do you have blueberries or strawberries? Oooh, chocolate though... yeah I think I might take the spoiling of chocolate pancakes, I haven't had them in a loooong time." She smiles over at Mamoru as he comes in, "We're awake because bacon." And seeing Hotaru she cannot help but smile wide, happy that the child she briefly knew as Yokina Meiou is ''finally free.'' "Good morning!"
Rashmi Terios	"Because bacon," Rashmi answers... only mildly crossly. She was there, after all, she knows exactly how bad she was hurt. And if it weren't for the bacon, she probably would still be in bed, but a Devicer's stomach is an engine of annihilation all its own. And there are fruit pancakes. As Hotaru sits down between herself and Usagi, Rashmi leans over and just wraps the smaller girl in a one-armed hug. "It is so good to see you again, Hotaru-chan." At which point the Aqua Pot bobbles its way into the kitchen, and the redhead can't help but giggle. "Morning, Laura-chan. You joining us for breakfast? Setsuchan's cooking American." Amy's entrance earns the Puella a weary, but sincerely cheerful wave, and she nudges out one of the few remaining stools against the island.
Usagi Tsukino	Usagi may have been swatted, but she is also fed, and thus she is an unrepentant criminal, who would do it again. However, she is also sleepy, and there are ''so'' many people coming in, so she scrubs a fist against her eyes and yawns real big, before lightly popping her cheeks to wake up. "Bacon is (yawn) for the people, an' I'm the people." When Mamoru comes in, she makes grabby hands at him, unashamed. Unfortunately, he is seeking the god of coffee, and so she drops her hands with a jaw-cracking yawn. "I want fruit ''and'' chocolate, please." As more people filter in, she reaches across to squeeze Rashmi's hand. "'course we did it. Like we'd let ''her'' stop us." Hotaru's entrance, followed by Laura's and Amy's, makes her smile, and she offers waves around to everyone. "Morning, everyone."
Sailor Uranus	A very sleepy but very happy looking Haruka Tenoh comes downstairs, in a loose t-shirt and blue jeans, barefoot, her eyes still half-open but oddly bright, as is the tired smile on her face. She reaches down and ruffles the hair of the Smallest (current) Sailor Soldier. "Chocolate, please, Setsuna-san." she says drowsily. Then leans down to Hotaru's height (which neccessitates an almost full bow at the waist). "The house needed you in it, kiddo. Don't go anywhere for a while." She says. "...Everybody, thanks, for helping us bring Hotaru-chan ''home''."
Setsuna Meiou	As Rashmi mumbles back to Setsuna, the older woman looks back at her and opens her mouth to say something, finger raised...then she pauses, frowns, and taps her pursed lips with her fingertip before shrugging, nodding, and saying, "...touche." As Mamoru wanders into the kitchen, Setsuna reaches up into one of the cabinets, snags something, then plops it down in front of her coffeemaker and hits a few buttons. Thus, by the time the young man has taken a seat and interrogating Rashmi, Setsuna walks over and slides HIS coffee cup with his coffee just how he likes it in front of him (It's obviously his because it's a black mug on a black saucer and when they're together, they look like a top hat). Hotaru gets a brilliant smile from Setsuna as she walks in...and then a moment later, her request for a piece of bacon causes the older woman to get a very complicated expression on her face before she turns quickly away. There's a bit of surreptious wiping of eyes, then she turns and places a plate heaping with bacon slices on the middle of the kitchen island for all to share, "Pancakes will be up in a few minutes...just let me know if you want them plain, or if you'd like me to add chocolate chips or fruit." A few moments later, Rashmi's food is slid in front of her (as she was the first started), a triple stack of blueberry pancakes, some fluffy scrambled eggs, and a pair of hash browns. A moment later, she returns with a mug of english breakfast tea, a pile of various silverware for all and sundry, and several bottles of various syrups before she heads back to cook the next wave.
Mamoru Chiba	"Blueberry pancakes! I want to try blueberry pancakes," Mamoru says, glancing back over his shoulder and seeing that Setsuna's already setting coffee in front of him. He blinks at it uncomprehendingly for a moment, then beams somewhat muzzily at the Guardian of Time as he takes the seat next to Usagi after all. "That is super fair, Rashmi-chan. Do you mind if I get some more of your problem for you?" Then Haruka's coming in and ''thanking'' them of all things, and Mamoru laughs after a sip of coffee. "Hey, we all wanted her home, too. Her real home." He winks at Hotaru then. "We get to call you Hotaru-chan again?"
Sailor Saturn	Hotaru Tomoe knew that throwing that 'mama' on there would get her all the bacon she wanted. And she reached out to pick a piece, taking a... tiny bite of it. And then blinking. And then just stuffing the whole piece into her mouth. "Surprise me," she says to Setsuna. She giggles a bit at the hug from the Rashmi and the ruffle from the Haruka. "I knew you'd all come for me. I just had to hold out long enough..." She then glanced down to the ring from Laura she still wore. "And I had a reminder that you all would never, ever abandon me, when I got scared." "... It's really nice to not have the aches any more..." she mumbled, stretching out... too much. Pushing against the bar, she accidentally teeters backwards with a shriek and... Forces Haruka to catch her. Letting out a sigh of relief. "Thank you Haruka-papa!" she said happily before glancing to Usagi and... "You were so cool," she whispered, her eyes glimmering... well. One eye glimmering. She was still REALLY tired and had to wipe her eyes some more. There. Now both eyes were glimmering. "When you were like... Pow. And grab. And 'Nuh uh!' And... well... everyone was so cooooool. I hope it wasn't too much trouble... I know I was kind of... a meany for a while there. I ummmm... hope I didn't hurt anyone too badly," she mumbled. "I wasn't... fully aware what was going on at the time, though..." And as the Aqua Pot floated by, she leaned in and whispered against it. "Laura-chan... Laura. Guess what? I can hold hands now... I can hold hands and feel the fingers and everything... OH! OH OH OH!" And then some more of the sleep grogginess washed away and she LEAPED off the chair and RAN to hug Rashmi. Just, VERY tight hug. and it owuld be clear why after a moment as, well... healing! Hotaru could HEAL her friend and it wasn't weird! "You can call me whatever you like, Mamoru-senpai!" she said, grinning up at him. "Look. I can do what you do! Just... not as good... but... but I'm not SICK anymore! And I don't have the urge to hurt and destroy everyone around me anymore... it's wonderful..." she said, with a big, content, happy sigh. "Do you think you could help teach me how to do it better sometime? I've still got so much to learn... I can't believe I'm actually a senshi, not just pretend... I've got to a lot to learn to not let anyone down."
Rashmi Terios	Nodding slowly as her answer is vindicated by nurse and healer, Rashmi leans back in shock as the stacked plate is slid in front of her, and not for the first time does she wonder if all Americans have Devicer potential, because it looks like it might actually fill the void below her ribs! Somehow, between one blink and the next, a neat half of the stack of pancakes has vanished, and Rashmi looses a squeak! as Hotaru lunge-hugs her... and the expected soreness... vanishes? Yes it might be going away more slowly than if Mamoru handled it, but she looks up at the tall boy with wide eyes, the bruising faded to a four-day-old yellowing. "I, uh... you can check sure but... I think she's got most of it! Hotaru-chan you're incredible! Guys look!"
Mamoru Chiba	"Then it is absolutely time for you to start using all that energy you used to have to heal yourself all the time to heal other people a lot," Mamoru says with a laugh in Hotaru's short direction. "You can definitely start by going over everyone hanging out here and just. Healing them. Seeing Rashmi-chan go from zero to sixty in 3 seconds flat means I don't think you need my help with anything but technicalities for really bad stuff."
Setsuna Meiou	It's not long after Usagi makes her desire known that Setsuna is similarly sliding a plate in front of her. Triple stack of pancakes with chocolate chips and small strawberry pieces, fluffy scrambled eggs, and a pair of hash browns. She's gone for a moment then back to add more bacon to the communal bacon plate. After a few moments of pondering, Setsuna places a small stack of tumblers on one end of the island along with several cartons of various juices...so that anyone who wants some can get their own, then she's back to the large grill surface she's got set up and working through the requests. Watching her work, it's apparent she at some point has had some training as a short-order cook. Something that comes apparent a short time later as, after getting Mamoru his stack of blueberry pancakes, fluffy scrambled eggs and hash browns...she's gone for a few longer moments before she steps back and says to Hotaru, "Surprise granted." And she puts a plate of...well,the BASE of it is hash browns... Certain people who might be in the know might recognize it as 'Hash Browns Doubled, Smothered (sauteed onions), Covered (melted cheese), Chunked (Diced ham), Capped (grilled mushrooms), and Topped (chili). And then she's heading back to the griddle to start cooking Amy's breakfast.
Amy Faust	This. This is really nice, actually? She lived in an apartment alone for so long, and since has been in the dorm, which is a bit more like this but also she doesn't ''know'' most of the girls in the dorm well, and here? Here she knows -- well okay she doesn't know Haruka or Hotaru ''well'' -- yet -- but she knows the others and she's surrounded by friends first thing waking up. It's cool! Okay undoubtedly she'd want some more privacy some days if it were like this ''every'' day but right now it's a cool change. The Aqua Pot does get a brief look as it's ''unusual'', but Amy has ''seen'' it before, so she smiles and gives a quick wave, "Morning. Yes, we're having breakfast." And then Amy realizes Laura may not have had this surface food: "Have you ever had bacon? It's ''delicious.''" "Chocolate chip." Amy reiterates, and smiles to Haruka, "Hey, it's what we do for our own, right?" She slides into a seat next to Rashmi. "And orange juice." she adds, as looking at the lack of any placement on the counter in front of her makes her mind jump the tracks back to breakfast. It does not escape her notice that Hotaru called Setsuna 'mama'. Clearly they're close given she was alloed to use Yokina Meiou as a fake identity. Calling Haruka 'papa' does get her eyebrows raised slightly, and she glances at the two tall Outers briefly wondering if... well, that's ''their'' business, not hers unless they want to talk about it. And then Hotaru is running around being excited that she can hug and hold hands and that is both so adorable and sweet and also so sad that ''she couldn't do those things'' and also her happiness is infectious. "It's really wonderful, Hotaru-chan. Um. Should I call you Tomoe-san? Hotaru-chan? Meiou-san? Yokina-chan? I didn't get to ask last night..." Oh man. HASH BROUNS. Special hash browns with "Are those ''mushrooms?!'' Oh ''hell'' yes, is that for eveeryone?" If it is she is grabbing a plate and putting some and some bacon on it. But also trying to save some room for pancakes. (She's probably not going to be able to completely finish the pancakes.)
Usagi Tsukino	"I was only as cool as everyone else was," Usagi says, and she smiles, and it's hard not to be cheerful when Hotaru is so excited, and healthy, and well, and among them again, and for a moment, she almost forgets. ...and then well, she's got her food, and she really can forget, for a bit, as she devours pancakes, cutting into chocolate and strawberry, cleansing the palette with egg, going back for savory with bacon and potato, mixing pancake with bacon - do Americans ''really'' have breakfasts like this on the regular, or is it as much of a treat as she thinks it has to be? But when she's about halfway through, she registers the rest of what Hotaru says, and she chokes on a bite of pancake, hurriedly grabbing a tumbler so she can down orange juice and clear her pipes. Wheezing, she breathes - "Yeah," she manages, "You're one of us. And someday soon, we'll have to talk about what that means, you know? For you and us. But ''today'' is for celebrating and stuffing our faces, you know?"
Sailor Uranus	Haruka smiles at everyone and occasionally wipes her eyes just a bit when she thinks people aren't paying attention (but they often are) - especially after she's looked Hotaru's way and seen her so full of energy. Haruka shakes her head, though, at Usagi. "You were the one that stepped forward and stopped the glaive. You were the one that did it. Don't sell yourself short, Usagi-chan. Not when you make miracles happen." she says, bluntly, gesturing her way with a fork. "But... everybody played a part in the miracle. Even those who weren't there, who fought all that crap outside - everybody helped. But we probably needed every single person to do their job to make it work. So yeah. You were as cool as we all were. But each of us were cool, in different ways, that only worked because we all did." she says, then pauses. "I dunno, something like that. Like... you know, you only win a race if your pit crew is top notch too, AND your driver is top notch. Everybody was top-notch is what I'm saying." she says, a little bit working wordy. Haruka knows enough to not criticise food she didn't cook so she quietly moves her mushrooms and onions to the side when she finds them. Because she eats a bit immaturely. And if Hotaru eats her veggies she may find herself blessed with Haruka's extras subtly.
Laura La Mer	American? What type of cuisine is that? For a brief moment, Laura will look around from Rashmi to the sizzling bacon. Well, it certainly smelled good all the way from the cupboard she had rested on for the night, so that would be a victory for Setsuna's cooking skills on Laura. "That seems good", the pinkette agrees with Rashmi, swimming up from her platform and then leaping through the window, stumbling to her feet a few seconds after with a mid-air transformation. "How has the night been?", she looks at her friends. "Ah, really?", a smile changes the mermaid's sleepy features. "That sounds awesome, Taru-chan", she looks at her happily. She remembers how much Hotaru had been happy to try around things when she was in her body, and those were ''her own'' now, promptly stopping to give the purple-haired girl a good hug before listening to the demands of her empty stomach. Picking up one of the plates the green-haired woman was offering and putting on it a helping of hash browns, bacon, pancakes with honey syrup and tea to go along with it all, Laura regards Haruka on the way to the table. "Of course I did it, Hotaru is my friend", she replies, nodding her head slowly. Sitting down at the table, Laura picks up her cutlery and starts making smaller portions of the pancakes. "Not really, first time", she shakes her head at Amy, before eating a small portion.
Sailor Saturn	Hotaru Tomoe blinked a few times. "Wait... I... can heal myself?" she asked softly. "I ummm... I've never done that. I don't know if I even can..." she mumbled, looking down at her hands. "But yes! I won't let you down! I'll heal as much as I can, Mamoru-senpai!" she said firmly. And she starts to nuzzle into rashmi, murmuring softly... "You're warm..." she mumbled. She was sleepy. "Mmmm?" she asked, opening an eye and glancing at Amy. "Hotaru-chan is fine, or Hotaru..." She did, after a few more moments, give a yawn and grudgingly pull from Rashmi. She couldn't heal as effectively or quickly as Mamoru, but she could do something. She was useful, and tired... And she pulled away to sit in her seat and then opened her eyes again and... "... Ummmm... did I sit in the wrong seat?" Then it was revealed that all of THAT was for her. "It... it looks amazing... but I think I may literally die if I try to eat all of it..." she whispered. She picked up her fork and began to poke at it, before, with a nervous gulp, decided on an angle from which to attack it. Because if this teetered over on her, she wasn't sure she'd survive. And also, as she was sitting NEXT to Usagi, she'd whisper to her. "If you want some, you're welcome to it..." she'd whisper. She liked the veggies, though. But she couldn't eat ALL of that. She'd die! Possibly! It was so heavy... and incredible. And then her eyes lit up again. "Oh! OH! Laura! I bet I can go swimming with you now WITHOUT having to henshin! We should go swimming!" Pause. "N-not after this, we'll cramp and die. But like, another time! Soon! OH! I could swim with Michiru-mama!" Then peered around. "Oh... she's out right now, isn't she?" Curses. Yes, she knew what she was doing with that 'papa/mama stuff'. But she was willing to abuse it right now. Especially because she'd managed to already get some chili on Haruka's freshly cleaned shirt.
Usagi Tsukino	"You've got healing powers," points out around a mouthful of pancake. "And you were like, dying. So, you probably were healing yourself a lot, without even realizing it." She shoves a big mouthful of pancake in her mouth, chewing with immense satisfaction. The pancakes are so fluffy and buttery and rich and it's just luxurious, but also, she should probably clear up that misunderstanding. Then, she looks at Haruka, and she blushes a little, and laughs sheepishly around pancakes. "I did what I had to, and what I wanted to," she says, simply. "I guess the world's been speaking to me a ''lot'' lately." Takuto's advice is coming in handy more and more often, honestly. She's never going to forget about that.
Setsuna Meiou	Seeing as how the hash browns seem to be popular, Setsuna smiles and whips up some more, then idles the cooking surface before sitting down next to Usagi with a plate for herself and sliding some chocolate chip pancakes in front of Amy, "Anyone feel free to ask me for anything else you might want." But in the meantime, she's tucking in to her own breakfast. The blonde's comment, however, gets Setsuna to pause before leaning over to give her a little side hug and a soft whisper in the twintailed girl's ear of "...thank you, Usagi..."
Rashmi Terios	"Awwww," Rashmi says at the comment of her being warm, and turns to give Hotaru a proper hug... before the mountain of food is laid in front of her. "Don't worry, Hotaru-chan," she whispers. "Just eat as much as you can, I'll finish the rest." ...Would she? By now only half of her eggs are left, and she's finishing the last of her tea, so... probably? "...Okay I gotta ask," she says the next time she comes up for air, her plate almost clean enough to only need a rinse, "Setsuchan where did you learn to cook like this? I know you spent time in America, but like... this can't just be kitchen food?" Trust the daughter of a restauranteur to know the difference between home cook and line cook...
Mamoru Chiba	Smiling at Hotaru, Mamoru tilts his head a little, then nods at what Usagi says with her mouth full. "I'm sure," he says affectionately, "that you can heal yourself. It wasn't only dark energy and magitech holding you together, firefly. It was also your own glow." Then he grins at Usagi and pushes her gently with his shoulder. "The world speaks to you all the time," he says even more quietly, "and I'm not making a joke. The world is speaking to all of us all of the time. I think maybe you learned to listen." He shoves a big bite of blueberry pancake in his mouth, chewing, then leans over and gets a syrup-sticky close-mouthed kiss on Usag's cheek.
Amy Faust	Hotaru snuggling up to Rashmi is ''adorable'' d'awwww this is the cutest morning ever Hotaru was healing herself... Amy wonders if maybe that's why she didn't die when she was 'supposed to' according to what Sailor Saturn said. She does not posit this theory here and now. She ''does'' give Usagi a curious look. "The world? You said that before, too... it's not just Mamoru, you can like, feel the Earth as well?" And then she looks to Mamoru in surprise. "To all of us???" Rashmi asks Setsuna that question, and Amy gives her a surprised look, and then looks back to Setsuna. "I guess it's not at all surprising ''that'' you learned how to cook like this at some point, but I suppose specifically ''where'' is an interesting--" She looks down at the plates in front of them, then back up at Setsuna. "America?"
Setsuna Meiou	Yes indeed...it's the cook's daughter that pegs onto the style of a line cook. Which causes Setsuna to pause and blink before she snorts and nods. After a moment is spent chewing and swallowing her current bite, she gestures with her fork at Amy and Rashmi, "Amy-chan has the right of it. I worked for a bit in America at a Waffle House because I wanted to be able to cook breakfasts, and that's the bulk of what they do." She snorts, "...oddly enough I picked up on a few close quarters fighting techniques there, too."
Usagi Tsukino	Usagi snuggles against Mamoru, looking at him with those affectionate, lovey-dovey eyes, and she know what he means - it might not be the ''same'', but the world - the universe - the ''everyone'' - really is speaking to her, and to all of them. And of course Amy's asking about it, and she giggles a little and actually gives an answer this time. "I can't feel the Earth, like Mamochan can, but - when I was really, ''really'' struggling with what to do about the Black Moon Clan, and feeling like I couldn't do ''enough'', since... since we could only show up, and hope we got there in time, and fight them - I was kinda low." And she sips on her juice. "I wanted to talk to Wako-chan about it, because she's our senpai, you know, when it comes to this whole, magical journey against crazy odds, thing, but I found Takuto-kun instead, and we talked. He told me - 'when what you want to do and what you have to do are the same, you can hear the voice of the world'." "I ''wanted'' to stop Saturn, and I ''had'' to stop Saturn. I ''wanted'' to save my family and my house, and I ''had'' to save my family and my house, and you know, I remembered, in that moment - I'm a ''Sailor Moon''. I'm a ''magical girl''. Everything was so simple. I didn't want that glaive to come down, so I didn't let it." And she looks at Hotaru, and smiles, still, and spears some of her potatoes, shoving them in her mouth. Cheese and onion and mushroom and potato and ''good''. "I wanted to save Hotaru-chan, and I ''had'' to save Hotaru-chan. So I did. And I could hear the world with me. You know, it was almost like I ''flew''." She taps her fork against her plate, briefly distracted by the thought. It's not like ''she'' could see her fuku change, in that moment. "...you went to a place called Waffle House and didn't make us waffles?!" she is faking being aggrieved.
Sailor Saturn	Hotaru Tomoe blinked a few times as Usagi just... gave the suggestion. And gasped, looking at her hands again. "Wow... you're so smart and strong and pretty... no wonder you're the leader..." she whispered, her voice filled with unfiltered awe. "... A hug?" she asked Setsuna, grinning up at her. Well, she always wanted those. And now, more than ever. Of course, Rashmi's promise/threat/vow made her cock an eye and glance over. "Ca-- h-holy..." she whispered, eyes wide as saucers. How? HOW?! Oh my gosh... if Rashmi had ever lost against her.... She'd have gone broke. Thank goodness she always lost. However, as Usagi talked, well... Hotaru's eyes got only wider and the way she looked at Sailor Moon... it was like watching a kid who was having breakfast with their hero and listening to them lecture about, well, anything. "You're so cool..." she whispered. "And... ummm... sorry about that. I think... Saturn was really... happy... slash... angry... at you for that. I mean... kind of? It... felt weird. Like Saturn was another person, but also me? I guess? It's... hard to... just... I... I think she wanted you to do that.... but she was also scared because you did that? But...." "... I don't... want... to die... Sailor Moon... so I'd... ummmm... like to learn how to... not. And for you to keep doing miracles. If that's okay. I-if I'm not being greedy, asking that, I mean."
Amy Faust	While the thought of asking for something she truly wished for crossed her mind, what is there she truly wants? She also considered making a joke, but decided not to. Hotaru, taking the opportunity to ask for anything and asking for a ''hug'', continues to be the sweetest thing, hopefully Amy can regenerate away the diabetes she's going to get from spending a morning around this child. Amy nods at Setsuna's Waffle House explanation, although she can't tell if the last part is memeing or legit. "...Is that the first place you learned to cook for loads of people, or just the most recent?" Beat. "This is really good by the way, Tenoh-san if you don't want those I'm happy to take them." Usagi begins talking about her experience, and Amy listens intently. "Huh." she says. And she thinks of people dying or almost dying in front of her, and the portal closing in front of Molly, and concludes matter-of-factly, "I guess that's just you," and shovels a forkful of hashbrowns, onion, cheese, and mushrooms into her mouth and chews. No bitterness in the words; it is a null change in the world -- she couldn't do these things before, and can't after; She didn't get as far as really hoping she could somehow use this information before realizing she couldn't. "And Takuto-kun." she adds around the food, and then watches Hotaru be all 'please keep doing miracles' and ''wow'' being Sailor Moon sure does come with ''responsibility'', maybe it's for the best that Amy can't hear the voice of the world, she thinks to herself.
Sailor Uranus	Haruka looks up at Amy and sheepishly passes her uneaten vegetables her way, having previously decided it would have been unfair to inflict them upon the already-trying-to-clear-her-plate Hotaru. "Well, maybe next time I'll be able to hear the voice of the world. Maybe the wind drowns it out." Haruka says with a smile. "It can be very loud, you know. There's even wind in space." Of a sort. The sort that she's maybe even more firmly tied to than the wind on the Earth. "And I can hear that too. But... It's Mamoru-kun's connection to the earth that's strongest, and your connection to him that's strongest, so it probably all feeds down, right?" she asks with a bit of a smirking grin at the two of them. "Sort of like how I can hear the ocean, sense it deep down, even when it's far away." The ocean here being both the Soldier of the Ocean and the water feature.
Rashmi Terios	"Doesn't mean we don't try to, Amy-chan," Rashmi says gently, eyeing Hotaru's plate. Maybe there are waffles buried underneath all that meat? Who can say? It's American breakfast-food, after all! "Even if we can't save everyone, we still have to try... And now there's only one person left that needs saving." Absently rubbing the spot on her arm that less than an hour ago sported a really ugly bruise, she turns a pensive look at her teacup. "And we're gonna do it. Because we've already proven we can."
Mamoru Chiba	After finishing his pancakes and coffee, and avoiding the leaning tower of fried for now, Mamoru misses literally everything else that's going on because Usagi starts explaining her yesterday from her point of view, and Mamoru-- ... remembers seeing Usagi from his point of view, and he gets all dreamy-eyed. "You did," he says, and then leeeeans down and to the side, "you flew." And while he's there he kisses the side of her neck. And then he blushes furiously and straightens up, suddenly more awake as he realizes how many people are in the room. "I should go wake Small Lady up, she'll be sorry she missed pancakes otherwise."
Setsuna Meiou	Inevitably, the large number of people in one place will draw the curious. In this case, the secretive fifth resident of the Casa, an adolescent calico cat...just barely out of kittenhood. Slinking silently into the room from elsewhere in the large house, the calico quietly wanders over to find something he's never seen before. Hotaru's actual feet. He takes a few moments tapping his nose against the young woman's skin as he sniffs, then he makes the sudden jump up into her lap so he can look onto the island...because he smells bacon. Setsuna gives the cat a bit of a look for a moment, then shrugs. Cats are gonna catte, after all. She then glances over at Amy, "Waffle house is where I learned how to do the short order cook thing, yeah..." And then Setsuna turns a little to glance at Usagi, "Next time. I need to replace my waffle iron after the last one broke."
Sailor Saturn	Hotaru Tomoe gives a little squeak when suddenly cat tickling her feet. And then... catte in her lap. Was... was this what it was like to be Adora? However, it was then that she started to catch up and gulped, glancing to Rashmi. "I ummmm... I heard... some things while I was in there.... I don't... know if it was true... or if.... if she was just trying to make me stop fighting. Well... I know... some of it was true... but... I don't... I think.... I don't think.... Molly is really... I guess... I can kind of... feel it? I guess? Now? If someone... or something is dead... I think I could before, but I tried to ignore it. Because I didn't want to.... face the truth..." she mumbled. "But I think... Molly isn't..." She took a bite of her food, then.... and pulled out a piece of bacon, offering it to the kitty in her lap. "... Feels weird to kind of... feel... death... though... I hope this isn't too weird."
Usagi Tsukino	"I don't ''think'' it's an us thing," Usagi says, honestly, looking at Amy and thinking of some of the same things. "But... it sounds easy, but it wasn't, you know? Everything just... fell into place. Every doubt, every worry, every fear, every bit of anger, it all had to - fall away." She had to be nothing but what she was - a girl who knew what she wanted and what she had to do, and felt them be the same, singular thing, in that perfect crystalline moment. And apparently, it's getting her starry-eyed looks from two angles, Mamoru and Hotaru alike staring, though thankfully not ''that'' alike. Usagi giggles as Mamoru kisses her and then flees - and then smiles, softening even more for Hotaru. "It's not greedy, Hotaru-chan," she says gently, "None of us want you to die either. And you know, I have it on good authority that us Senshi can live a ''long'' time... so you'd better get used to thinking about a future that goes on and on, you know?" She reaches out, and gently tousles her hair, the kind of touch that was friendly and natural and easy for her but that hadn't existed between Hotaru and Usagi before. "Saturn is a part of you, that isn't necessarily ''just'' you, and she... wanted to do her duty. But next time, she should ask her princess first. I've got opinions on making miracles, you know?" It's a weight on her shoulders, to keep pushing through, to make miracles happen, but - more and more, Usagi is accepting that her future might not be the easy-going future she wanted, but it ''will'' be what she's capable of giving. "You can make miracles too. All of us can. Haruka-kun had it right; we're a team, and together we make the impossible happen... like getting 'Suna-san a new waffle maker, so I can try American-style waffles." Hotaru has something else to offer though, a surprise, and - "Ha, look, you're already making miracles happen! We - we figured Molly-chan was alive, because she talked to us, and think of how much sooner we'd have known? You're ''amazing'', Hotaru-cham."
Rashmi Terios	Rashmi's heart melts a little, as Hotaru worries aloud that she might be Too Weird for the Cool Kids' Club. By way of answer, she just chuckles, and points at Setsuna. "Lived through most of human history." Points at Amy. "Creates explosions with the power of her will." Don't think Rashmi hasn't noticed how the launcher has become optional! Points to Usagi and Mamoru. "Are currently helping raise the daughter of them from an alternate-timeline future." Points at Laura. "Actual real mermaid." Then, just gestures at the general everything. "And that's not even considering the zombie pirate mahou, the cosmic mecha miko, the girl with no apparent powers in the real world but single-handedly protects the dreams of the whole city, the half-alien ninja butler..." Grinning, she spreads her hands wide. "What even is weird anymore? Nothing matters, it's magic! And yeah... Usa-chan's right, there's a difference between believing and knowing and now there's no more doubts left to have, thanks to you."
Laura La Mer	Cramps? What do they have to do with swimming? Laura tilts her heads slightly listening to her friend's suggestion. "... Like I wouldn't stop to help you. Nobody is dying on my watch, much less you of all people. And Hotaru? This is you we are talking about. I have no doubts you will be going around like you have swum your whole life in a matter of weeks." She may have admittedly missed the relation between food, swimming and cramps. Giving a good look at the food Hotaru would have prepared for her plate, Laura gives her a wink. "I guess you are still getting used to things. I expect that will change soon. Remember to pace yourself for now", she states confidently to the purple-haired girl. Haruka's affirmation earns her a stare from Laura. She can sense the ocean? From here? How come has she never heard about anything like it? "How does it work? What are you feeling now? Can you feel the point of contact between the ocean and my home?" she perks up curiously. "The only voice I have been hearing from the ocean is one that comes from sea animals, and that has never worked from here, not even now that I have the marine heart", she follows up about the whole subject that started with Mamoru, raising the hand with the appropriate ring. Though, she didn't think it would have come up next with Hotaru hearing the voices of the dead. That's a sad thing to preside over, Laura chews in silence, listening to the conversation between her and Usagi. "It's a good thing you can use it to give news like those, Hotaru", Laura speaks up then, using her full name now she wasn't sleepy. "And I wouldn't call it weird, just let us know if gets to you sometimes, ok?"
Amy Faust	Tenoh-san says maybe the wind drowns it out. Maybe the space wind. Amy lifts some mushroom-and-onions, speared on her fork. "Ah. I probably can't hear it over the demented imaginings of humanity." She says blithely, and looks down at the breakfast in front of her. ''Right?'' Breakfast. She thinks of manga panels of people coming down to breakfast and this connects right back to Setsuna through Amy's first meeting with her, and then to the rest of them and her thoughts looking up at unreachable stars from the moon. She thinks of a character learning to cook who still can't, after everything, admit to being just fine with being a housewife actually, and then Amy stops letting her mind drift and puts the forkful of mushrooms in her mouth. Hmph. She refocuses as she chews and swallows. D'aww, Mamoru and Usagi are being a cute couple. Amy looks back to Haruka. "That's cool. Can all of you like. Sense some part of the Earth or your element or something?" Beat. Amy looks at Setsuna. "How do you ''break'' a waffle iron?" Did Hotaru just say her element is death and she can feel it? ...Yeah maybe it's for the best Amy doesn't have any sort of connection to oh wait what about gender is that what she would have a connection to? That seems like lifting herself up rather high from extremely limited experience. She listens to Usagi, and thinks about turning into a cat. She reread a story after things happened to Veronica, it makes sense in Amybrain! "I'll... keep it in mind, I guess." She sips her orange juice, and then chews another bite while listening to the others talk. Rashmi reassures Hotaru, and Amy smiles and gives a little wave as she's pointed out. "I ''also'' pretended to be a nonexistent senshi. There is plenty of weirdness around. And weirdness is cool! Normalness is boring!" She smiles.
Setsuna Meiou	As Rashmi points to her Setsuna snorts, then shakes her head and utters, "All." Then she stands up and starts collecting empty plates and putting them in the dishwasher. Amy's question causes her to pause and look over, "...let's just say 'a very complicated mishap involving morning coffee, lack thereof, and an unfortunate spill' and leave it at that..." In Hotaru's lap, Kaiju (the cat in question) leans forward...trying to hook a stray piece of bacon with his paw.
Laura La Mer	Rashmi pointing out at all of them to show their specialty gets a wide smile out of Laura when it gets to her turn. She always did like it when people pointed it out (even more so if it came with praise), but that's not the point right now. Rashmi has come with a ''very'' effective way to calm Hotaru's concerns. "Yeah, magic just does things like that! And considering you lived through things like trading heights" - she points at Setsuna - "or bodies" - she points at herself - "that goes on top of all the things you can say you have experienced, right?"
Amy Faust	Amy blinks. She looks at Laura at the mention of trading heights, then at Setsuna, "So that time..." she looks at Hotaru, "when Setsuna shrunk, ''you'' got tall? How was it?"
Sailor Saturn	Hotaru Tomoe hmmed... "What was it like to be tall... I got much better at humming spy music," she said after a moment. The perfect answer to such a deep, meaningful question. The kitty... acquired bacon. She did little to stop it. Heck, she'd encouraged it. She WOULD be kitty's favorite... And knowing she wasn't going to be the weirdest one, and that she was wanted, and that she had so many amazing friends, including a MERMAID who she had the signed fin of, well... this was going to be a nice time. There was... other stuff, though... That she didn't want to mention yet. That mgiht bring down the mood a bit. Instead, she was going to revel in the affection, the praise, the love... In being home.