Scene #2950: How You Udon?

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Rashmi Terios	It's been a few days since Bliss-chan hijacked their sense of reality, and Rashmi herself needed some time to process... But once her own feelings were settled on the matter, it occurred to her that given what she saw and heard while under, some wellness checks might be a smart idea. << TXT to Usagi -- Hey Usa-chan. So that whole thing -- and most of the last month and a while -- seemed to be really, really rough. Wanna udon about it? >> While Rashmi can be certain that she's already talked it over with her boyfriend, her girlfriend, and possibly her boyfriend's boyfriend and her own crew... Sometimes it helps to talk to someone outside your immediate circle, and one thing that Rashmi can definitely be counted on to provide, aside from a friendly shoulder? Comfort food. And udon is nothing if not filling and comforting.
Usagi Tsukino	Usagi had gotten sick, after what happened with Bliss-chan. Not just sick, but ''sick'', and she'd spent the last few days absolutely miserable in her childhood bedroom. At least her parents had chalked up uncharacteristic behavior to being sick and called off their worried plans for an intervention - but nothing could let her escape Luna. She didn't even ''want'' to escape Luna. She wasn't mad at Luna. She didn't blame her, not for anything. She just... Well, to say she regretted worrying her friends was true, definitely. Which is why when the text from Rashmi comes in, she looks it over with a frown, and isn't sure entirely how to express that she ''does not'' want to really - she doesn't want to end up making someone feel bad, about her own problem. Her own issue. But Rashmi's pretty determined... <<TXT to Rashmi -- I'm as okay as anyone, I think! But you know I'd never turn down udon!>> That sounded cheerful enough, yeah? Yeah. Has to be enough to pass muster. <<TXT to Rashmi -- Okujoo Ramen?>>
Rashmi Terios	<< TXT to Usagi -- Meet you there! >> "...Yeah that was pretty cheerful, Nico-kun," Rashmi murmured as she dug into her part of the dorm's closet for her sweater -- the dark green one, this time, the one that matches her leggings. It's starting to warm up, but only just enough that the scarf won't be necessary. "But, like... 'No I'm fine,' not 'nothing whatsoever is going wrong,' y'know?" Really, Nicomachea can only chime his comprehension; he knows well when Rashmi's rubberducking, and when she's actively conversing. Not all that long after, she's loitering in front of the elevator to Okujoo Ramen... A place that, despite the eternal open invite, still gives her pangs of deep guilt... But perhaps that fits the tenor of the checkup, really. This life hasn't been completely kind to anyone, and none of their hangouts are memory-free. Not anymore.
Usagi Tsukino	Okujoo Ramen is pretty much the same as it was the last time Usagi saw it, save for the absence of Molly's missing person posters. That's a relief, even if there's mingled sorrow about all of that, but Usagi shoves that deep down and breathes out, glad that she can breathe clearly again, and faces Rashmi, as she approaches. "Hi, Rashmi-chan. Have you been okay, since... that whole thing?" It had only really ended on Saturday, and finding out she'd spent Thursday, Friday, and Saturday in a Nightmare had been... not exactly pleasant, and she's not even the most studious of people. Rashmi-chan, who'd been focused on a future career in academics, probably had that part worse, at least. "Let's go up?"
Rashmi Terios	"I mean, as okay as I really can be," Rashmi admits with a small shrug. "I caught up on the homework at least, and I'm only a little afraid to go to sleep by now? Nicomachea helps some, there." Rashmi is absolutely minimizing the effect that knowing their sleep isn't currently safe enough to trust is having on her. But, probably also the Bliss-chan Experience is keeping her from papering over the truth with a big smile and a thumbs-up. That's what she'd want to see happen, after all. "Let's go up," she repeats, nodding firmly, and opens the elevator for her friend. "It's not really... that... that I was asking after anyway, not really. More like the whole general everything of it, seems like it's been hitting you especially hard lately, y'know?" But that seems to be all the talking needed for the elevator ride, and once at the noodle shop, ordering takes up her social brain. So it's not until they're settled at their table, steaming bowls in front of them and a crispy tempura plate to share, that Rashmi seems to want to speak up again. "...So just tell me if I'm prying too much, and I'll stop. But I've been worried since the Kuma Onsen."
Usagi Tsukino	Where many people would probably be tripped up is the idea that Usagi Tsukino - crybaby, social butterfly, afraid of being lonely, shameless and yappy Usagi Tsukino - wouldn't want to talk about a problem. That's the truth though, of course. Sure, if something is simple or easy or just upsetting in a plain old scary way, Usagi is quick to cry, quick to seek comfort, and usually quick to get over it. When there's something to chew on though, something complex, or even just something that could hurt someone... she works through it alone. She carries it deep, and processes it alone, or, for the last few years, Luna. Sometimes, Kyouka. She's... glad the counselor seems busy, now, though. She doesn't want to go to her with this, is worried about judgement. So she considers telling Rashmi, especially once they're sitting with their food and Rashmi's said her piece, and expressed her worries, and... "You're not prying too much," she says, finally, and her voice is quiet. She snags some tempura and chomps on it for a bit, distracting herself, and then, "I've been... having a bad time, for a while. But it's hard to talk about, because I know it's pretty much just me who hates magic."
Rashmi Terios	'Hates magic.' The surprise that was probably expected is visible, but only for a moment. Then she stops, thinks about it, and nods slowly. "Maybe," she says finally, plucking up a fried perilla leaf and washing it in her soup. "But that doesn't mean you don't deserve to be able to talk about it, y'know? Just remember... Debate Club," she says, trying for an encouraging smile. "I don't have to agree with you to try and understand. And that's more important right now, I think."
Usagi Tsukino	The surprise is there, and of course she expected it - she's pretty sure that the majority of her friends love magic, if not like it very much, and she knows at least a few friends are only alive because of magic, even if she excludes people who only died because of magic. But it's at least a surprise that's quickly gotten over, and Usagi dunks her chopsticks into her udon, stuffing her face with noodles for a moment as Rashmi finds her words. "I'm not really... a Debate Club kind of person," she says, wry, "Or a club person at all. And... does understanding even matter? That's what I wonder, sometimes. It's not like hating the magic is going to make it go away. It's not like understanding will make me feel better. Ami-chan understands - Mamochan can't - even if she doesn't feel the same way, but I'm still..."
Rashmi Terios	"To me it does," Rashmi says gently. "To me it means making the effort to see this like you do. Because how you feel matters, Usa-chan, and the better I understand them, the less judgy I can accidentally be. Maybe it won't make you feel better, but... There's lots of different ways to feel 'better,' especially when everything is currently stuck at 'awful.'" Turning her attention to her noodles, she pays them some attention, to allow Usagi to digest her words. But then makes an observation. "And you're right... a lot that's good in my life happened because magic was a common factor. But you, Molly-chan? I feel like just meeting you would've been enough to do the same things. Just... who you are."
Usagi Tsukino	A faint smile, more a pull at the corner of her mouth than anything. "...yeah, okay. That makes sense, and I like to understand how my friends feel too, even when I don't get it, so..." And then she nods, because - "I feel... really, really sure, that everything good magic ever gave me, I'd have found on my own, just as me, Usagi Tsukino." Maybe for some people, it would be a boast, but Usagi says it with the surety of someone who's thought about it. "You, my girls, Ami-chan especially, Mamochan, meeting Chiyo-chan, ''all'' of it, except, maybe Luna, if only because she ''is'' magic, but if she wasn't, I'd have still found her - she didn't ''have'' her magic when I found her... ''all of it'', I'd still have, I just know it." And then her eyes drop to her bowl, as she sucks in a breath, and sighs out, "And almost every real nightmare I've ever had is because of magic. Magic is, without a doubt, the ''worst'' thing that ever happened to me. And my husband can't live without it. And losing it is one of the worst fears of most of the people I spend time with. And ''all'' of you, were so, so mad at Bliss-chan, for making you live a dream world where it never happened."
Rashmi Terios	"I mean," Rashmi begins, "that wasn't really what got me maddest... It was more like... there was something rotting in a corner, but Bliss-chan kept spraying half a bottle of air freshener in my face and forcing me to say that's okay, y'know?" Shaking her head, she seems content to leave it at that. "But I can actually get that. I remember when we talked about it before, how your dream was to be a housewife. That's... far enough away from this, I can understand why you'd hate magic. Especially after everything." Settling back in her chair, she purses her lips for a moment, thinking about this. "...That's why the not-fight, I guess?"
Usagi Tsukino	A grimace, because yeah, ''fair point'', and she nods. "That wasn't cool," understatement of the year. "She didn't have to do ''any'' of that. But she wanted to... so she did, and we all got sucked in while she decided she was doing us a favor." When it absolutely wasn't necessary, or wanted, or desired. "That's right," Usagi nods, "That's what I've always wanted. To be a housewife, like my mama, and have a family, and to just... have a peaceful, happy life." It's clear that it's not what she has now. "...Mamochan told me he wanted to join up with that curator," and she's being circumspect, even now, covering for that secret. "We didn't even fight over it, because I was just so... I'd never thought about it, about how he'd want to keep being a part of magic, when we were older. I mean, I'd thought about ''other'' things, but... that?" Usagi shakes her head. "Rashmi-chan, magic ruined my life. But Mamochan can't live without it, and even if he could, he ''wants'' to stay in."
Rashmi Terios	Rashmi listens carefully, nodding here and there as she absorbs Usagi's words. But as her friend lays out the basic divergence in their entire set of needs, she can't help but wince. "He can't live without it, and you wish you didn't have to live with it," she summarizes around a sigh. "Usa-chan, I'm so, so sorry that's where you are." Falling silent for a bit, she contemplates her noodles. "...Y'know... before we learned what the Fade really was, I was... kind of okay with it. I figured this'd be a temporary thing, then we pick up whatever track our lives were on. What I wanted most was to make sure it all became something I could use when I grew up, if not remember..." Leaning forward, she rests her elbows on the table, scowling into her soup. "That's what really bothers me, I guess... Not having the choice, because some Dark Energy-poisoned idiot decided yet again that taking away choice is the best way to win." Blowing out a long, gusty sigh, she lifts her glasses and rubs her face. "But once we stop that... you could just retire? Maybe not immediately, but... You'd have the option."
Usagi Tsukino	"Exactly. And - honestly? I ''wanted'' to Fade, for a really, really long time," she confesses, "I saw it like - well, I just have to put in my time, and then I'd be free to get on with my life, and bonus, I don't even have to - have to keep having ''nightmares''." And boy, have nightmares become even more of a heavy thing, now that they all know there are Nightmares, and especially now, when sleep isn't really, truly safe off-campus. "But then, I got in deep, and now, I know... even with everything bad, I don't always want to forget. I don't want to forget my Moon Mama, I don't want to forget being Serenity, I don't want to forget Endymion or, or all of the things we've done together..." And that's true. That's true. But oh, ''oh''. Oh she ''wants to get away from it all''. But then Rashmi suggests that she retires, and she snorts, then chokes, because she almost snorted udon up her nose, and there's a few minutes of hacking and blowing her nose into a napkin and groaning about how gross that was, before she's clear and making a face. "More dramatic than I meant to be but... Rashmi-chan, if I didn't get a choice about ''getting'' the job, how am I supposed to get a choice about retiring? It's not like, it's not like someone ''hired'' me, I'm ''stuck''. I'm Sailor Moon. I'm Princess Serenity. The fact that I'm Usagi too just makes it Usagi's problem. I can hardly even get a ''date'' without running into a monster."
Rashmi Terios	But Rashmi is not joking. The flailing and noodle-sinus crisis does tease a chuckle out of her, and she hands over a fresh napkin all the same. "So what?" she says, entirely seriously. "There's lots of dangerous jobs people feel called to do, and nobody expects them to do it forever. Why shouldn't it be the same for us? It's practically guaranteed we'll run our bodies down the way an athlete or a firefighter does, so... Why shouldn't retirement be an option?" "But that's the thing," she says. "You didn't get a choice how it came to you. You wouldn't have gotten a choice to forget it. You should at least get the choice to stop doing it, Usa-chan. After everything that's happened, that's the least you deserve."
Usagi Tsukino	"Rashmi-chan, we traveled almost a thousand years in the future, and I wasn't run down at all, remember?" It's asked quietly, like a soft knock on wood, a reminder. "Even if Chibiusa-chan's future isn't ours, because she's from a whole different timeline... her Mama had the same powers I do now. We talked about it, in the little bit of time we had when it was all over." Usagi's lips quirk down. "I've decided not to think about it too much, because - because living a long, long time is not really something I want to unpack while I try to unpack everything else, but the difference between all those other jobs and mine is none of them were -" She shakes her head. "I didn't get ''called'' to this, my best friend was almost murdered by Jadeite, because Beryl wanted to conquer the world and take Mamochan and kill me, for things that happened in our ''last'' lives. Maybe you'll get to retire, but Amy-chan won't, ever, thanks to Kyubey, and if there's one thing I've learned about magic, it's that we don't ''get'' what we deserve. We just do our best with the power we have to make things less awful." And her face falls. "And I don't always hate it. And I'm glad I saved Naru. But I saved Naru when Luna brought the broach to me, because - because I couldn't let her die. And I don't think I could let ''anyone'' die, not when I could help. That's why I wanted to Fade. That's why, sometimes, I ''still'' want it, because then it's ''not'' my choice, because if it's my choice, I can't let people get hurt just because I want to be ''normal'' and that's what would happen."
Rashmi Terios	The look on Rashmi's face can be adequately summed up as 'I hate that I can't disagree with just about anything you said,' but she doesn't give voice to that expression. And while she hunts for the... best? most precise? ...words to say, she works on her noodles for a while. "...I remember," she says finally. "But I mean... the entire future is one huge question mark. That future we visited... That was a future when the only magic was Moon Magic. Does that change anything? It might! We don't know! Probably you're the smartest out of all of us, because when I try and think about it I taste copper and need to lie down." She flops back in her chair, arms raised heavenward. "That world was a world where it was down to just you guys. Where there was no ancient magical conspiracy trying to keep continuity. Did her Moon Mama make a Veil, too? Iunno! But the differences are just... so many, that I can't imagine it doesn't mean something that nobody has figured out why there's so many of us. Because maybe there, in her future, stopping the fight would be an abdication of responsibility. It just feels like... you'd be tagging someone else in. It might not even have to be your Small Lady, y'know?" Her arms flop bonelessly to her sides, and she fully takes off her glasses to clean them. "My point is... There's so much we don't know. We barely have any idea what we know we don't know. Who's to say there's not a future, here, where someone sets up a Grief Seed Trust, so Amy-chan can retire. There's literally an unreasonable amount of mahou running around Tokyo, so... why can't we use that?" Replacing her glasses, she shakes her head. "Sorry... like I said, copper. It's just... Usa-chan, you're the reason so many people have hope for the future. You, personally and specifically. And it just feels... wrong, that it feels like you don't have much for yourself. Not that you're wrong, but like... Something really, really, really needs a chair thrown at them, wrong."
Usagi Tsukino	"It ''is''," Usagi agrees, lifting her chopsticks to point at Rashmi for emphasis. "It's - not exactly the same, even without all the stuff that's different just for the lives of us Senshi, because all of the other kinds of magic just ''aren't'' there, you're right, but, I think... even if that Usagi is different, she's still Usagi, with her Silver Crystal, and her Moon Space, even if it's bigger than mine, and ''that'' - we got that power totally differently, you know, but it's the same power?" Usagi draws in a deep breath, taking a moment to inhale the scent floating off the ramen broth as the spices clear her sinuses a bit more, taking in the quiet noise of the evening, the chill-but-not-too-bad-chill of the air. "Neo Queen Serenity's future won't be my future, not unless something goes really, really wrong... but I'm going to go to university, because what if it ''does'' go wrong?" She lifts her head, eyes meeting Rashmi's, and there's a sorrow there, but also a certain depth of certainty, of commitment. "Mama's thrilled, and so's the rest of the family, and even Papa's really happy, even if he's been going on about the betrayal, but - I'm not going to college because that's ''my'' dream. I'm going because... because if I ever have to be in charge, I want to know what I'm doing. I want to know ''how'' to do it, and how it works, and I don't think I can figure it all out if I just be a housewife who never ever has to read another textbook again, the way I ''wanted'' to." Usagi has grown up, in the more than two and a half years that she's had magic. She's not the girl she was, she can't live by the dreams she used to have, not the way she wanted to, thought she would. Rashmi talks about the fact that it has to mean something that there are so many of them now, and Usagi's lips quirk into a smile, even if it's not entirely a happy one. She leans forward. "Honestly, I think it means that we need the help, and we ''have'' it. I think it means that... that things are worse than they ever could be, because it's all happening, all at once - Beryl and Gaito and Sunset of Sora and Mistress 9 and Witches and Easter and ''Riventon'' - it's all happening, all the time, not even just one after the other, but ''at the same time'', and you know, Chibiusa's mama got whole ''months'' of peace between enemies, and we've never even gotten a month free and clear, not since we started, and even before that, from what Kyouka-sensei says." Usagi leans back in her chair, and scoops up some noodles in her chopsticks, and before she stuffs her mouth, says, "I think we're all here because together we can save the world... over and over and over." She stuffs her mouth, and chews, and thinks it over, her eyes tired, her mouth tugging down. Hope for the future. Does she have any? It's not like... it's not like she thinks her life is over, right? She still has a life. It's just. ...it's not the one she wanted. It's nothing at all like the one she wanted, and she's scared of it, and she wishes, so deeply that if Kyubey weren't a poisoned tree she'd take the fruit of a Wish if she could, that she could have what she ''wanted'', what she would have ''had'', if she'd never crossed Luna's path.
Rashmi Terios	Ordinarily, this would be one of Rashmi's favoritest moments spent in Usagi's company, because Arguing Deep Thoughts is fun, and never expected to go anywhere. Except. Except. Except the Deep Thoughts they are discussing rotate around the very real possibility that Nothing May Ever Again Be This Good, and how the 'This Good' is still pretty nightmarish. And for a moment, Rashmi looks like she did not just bite into a lemon, but ate it entirely, in two bites. "...Well I can promise you one thing, at least," she says finally, once she's packed her mad into its little box and set it aside for Catharsis Time later on. "You're definitely not gonna have to go without a study buddy. Even if you never need to use it the way you're worried about, it's all gonna be useful." She can't promise much, in the face of all of that... But she can make sure her friend will never be without support. Even if the most use she gets out of studying leadership is organizing bake sales for Chibiusa's summer camp activities. And she absolutely, positively does not mention at this moment how impressed she is with Usagi showing the kind of responsibility that Luna and Ami have probably been trying to convince her to have for months. Because that'd just be twisting the knife.
Usagi Tsukino	There's that look on Rashmi's face, the picture of a grimacing emoji, mouth puckered and eyes tight and whole face a rictus of horror-bad-no-''whoof'' feelings, and she is instantly and totally full of regret. This is why she keeps those thoughts deep down inside until she figures them out, because she ''hates'' putting any weight on people that's real, that might hurt more than just a flash of temper at her for whining or a flare of annoyance at all her tears. Because she hates, hates to see people upset, especially when she knows that she can just... ''keep it in'', and she'll work it out, and it will be okay. "Sorry, Rashmi-chan," she says, gently, and her eyes have more light in them now, some of the bitter grimness seeping away, when she sees the way her friend feels, "I know. I know, I'll have you, and Ami-chan, and everyone else who decides to go to university, and everyone who doesn't too, and we'll study, and we'll play, and we'll have fun..." And it's easier to say, to project that confidence, when it's for someone else, when it's not for herself, because, ''oh'', she doesn't want to see her friend sad. "Sorry. I don't like to talk about all of this, because it's just... it's not like it's doing anything but making us both sad, right?"
Rashmi Terios	"Don't ever apologize," Rashmi says, shaking her head. "Not for that. Not for feeling that way, Usa-chan, and definitely not for talking about them. Because yeah, it made me mad... But I'd be mad anyway, if anyone said it, because it's a true thing that needs to be handled. So," she says, shrugging. "I'll handle being mad, then we can figure out how to solve the rest of it. Maybe it'll be a little further down the list than others, but... It's on the list." Tilting her head, Rashmi leans forward. "Seriously, though... The last thing you'll ever need to do is apologize to me for talking about heavy stuff, especially when I asked about the heavy stuff because I could see it was weighing you down. It's like moving an ugly couch, y'know? Sure it's heavy, and ugly, but two people'll be able to carry it a lot easier than one."
Usagi Tsukino	''Don't ever apologize.'' It sounds like something she'd say to Mamoru, and that is enough to make Usagi stop and consider, and not just pack it all away. "...okay, then I won't, because I heard that, and I... I'll think about it, because I wouldn't be very happy if Mamochan said that, or anyone else, so... I guess I shouldn't let ''me'' say it, either." It feels weird, though! "It's on the list. It's a long list but we are making progress, when you think about it?" Checking enemies off, one by one. "It'd be better if things stopped adding themselves ''to'' the list, though. Every time we wrap something up, we just... get a new problem... but, the old problem is still gone, so that's good! It's not like Dragon Ball, where the old enemy comes back and it's not even his final form."
Rashmi Terios	"My friends do deserve better than that," Rashmi agrees, nodding firmly... And lets out a long sigh, when Usagi notes that the middle of their to-do list keeps spawning new entries week by week. "That is good," she says, tipping her head back to stare at the ceiling. "I refuse to even imagine what I'd think if anyone we're done with came back stronger. It'd probably start with turning to Chrono and just going 'Welp, next Arthrafall that happens I'm finding the engines and we're getting out of here.'" She's kidding, of course! Mostly. Probably. Definitely maybe kidding. With that, she looks back down at the mostly-empty bowl in front of her, and snags a bit of bok choy. "Honestly I'd be so happy if every problem we had was, like, Corona-san. It's so easy with her, y'know? The moment you see her you know whatever's happening is for just the dumbest, pettiest reasons, and you can wallop her right across the face and not even feel bad. She's the kind of villain they all ought to aspire to."
Usagi Tsukino	"I'm really, really glad that we're done with the past," Usagi admits, "Beryl and Metallia are gone, and that was our leftover business, and I mean - the future's not over of course, but we even fought our enemy from the future, ''and'' from the present, and all of us Senshi are awake, so I am, really glad that like... it's not about me, or any of us Senshi, anymore?" She hopes that doesn't sound egotistical, because intellectually she knows its not all about her, but emotionally, Beryl and the Black Moon Clan both hated ''her'' with a log of emphasis and personal feeling. R "I wouldn't blame you. If I thought Mamochan ''would'' leave, I'd be tempted, but he'd probably rather - well, he'd rather get hurt." She'd been about to say lose a hand, but, given where they are, and who they know, she realizes that's just - ''inappropriate''. "I know what you mean! I mean, ''Corona'', she's - she makes sense? She's just overdramatic, and she overreacts to everything, and she does jerk things that are like... wow, yeah, that's what the upset toddler in me wants to do, but she gets to just do those things. It's almost something I respect!"
Rashmi Terios	"She does!" Rashmi chirps. "Half the time I even know exactly why she picked that party to ruin, even if I wasn't there for it! I just ask myself, 'what is the worst possible series of events that could end in this' and bam! A couple times I almost wasn't even mad at her! ...Until she blinked scorpions into that staffing agency I mean, that was just what the heck a jerk move." Her wry smile twists a little bit more, and it's with her eyes that she tells Usagi that she saw where that statement was headed, and appreciates the effort put into the swerve. "Yeah you're probably right," she says to both the spoken and unspoken statements. "In which case I'd probably just grab Molly-chan by the shoulders and point toward enemy. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if the surface of the planet is slightly scuffed, as an alternative."
Usagi Tsukino	"I kind of like her, sometimes," Usagi admits, sheepish, "I mean, I wish she hadn't turned Halloween into a super scary zombie mess, and I wish she hadn't ''literally kicked a dog'', but that time she released mega evil rats in a grocer for selling her wormy vegetables, I was a little on her side for." That was just ''gross''. A snorting laugh, this time without a noodle making it into her nose thank goodness, "He definitely wouldn't. I mean, the Earth shakes ''itself'' up all the time, so I think he wouldn't?"
Rashmi Terios	"Halloween was a lot less scary and just a lot more annoying-exhausting, when it turned out the zombies wanted hamburgers and were just dumb and sad when heads didn't taste right," Rashmi points out. "...But wormy vegetables? Gah... ...Yeah I could almost be on her side too. Before the scorpions I was okay with her just smashing the heck out of the agency under Barrier, y'know? I've done that, it's like always having Mamo-san's rage room in your back pocket!" And a proper laugh. This is good. The heavy things are still heavy, but being able to laugh means they're not too heavy, yet. "I'd agree," she says, bobbing her head. "And Usa-chan? Thanks for indulging me. Maybe if you catch yourself not wanting to bother people with the things you're trying to handle... You can bring em to me? I can definitely promise there will be snacks, no matter what's bothering you. Unless it's snack-related. Then I'll be seriously worried about your mental state but go with it."
Usagi Tsukino	"Yeah, I... didn't really get to be scared by enough of it, on account of getting bitten," Usagi admits sheepishly, "But the rest of that night was ''exhausting''," and that was without everything kicking off with Subsy, and Emi being in Kyoto, and the nightmares (and Nightmares) that started this whole conversation. Still. It had been enough to laugh. To think of something else, for a while, even if it was still ''this''. "I've been trying to stay in touch with old friends," she offers, quietly. "From before Radiant Heart. It's a lot, and there's things I can't tell them, but they're important too. I don't... I don't want Sailor Moon and Serenity and magic to eat all of me. I don't want ''this'' to be most of me, and sometimes - sometimes I ''definitely'' know some of us are doing that. Mamochan's like that, and Amy-chan is too. They don't know who they are without magic and half the time I don't think they want to, and that's them, okay... but this is me. So... I'll try to remember that, Rashmi-chan. Especially if we end up in the same school." A beat. "But if we get into the same school, either something went ''really'' wrong with you, or ''really'' lucky with me -"