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When; September 12th, during the prison curse
Rating; PG13
Characters; Haruka (

kazeno_youni )and Michiru (

actingelegantly )
Summary; Haruka and Michiru face their punishments in prison
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Pain is the first thing to blossom into vivid brilliance as she stirs into consciousness. There's a throbbing in her head that pounds in time with the now noticeable ticking of the city, and she can feel the sting and insistent ache of many bruises and other wounds that she hasn't sorted out yet. It's only pain to her. Pain is bearable, and she's endured worse for the sake of her mission and the safety of her partner.

More concerning to her, as she takes note of her surroundings, is that she has been bound and detained in a disturbingly familiar fashion, her body pressed against a slate piece of wall, her legs tied together and her arms bound above her head. It's a crude parody, but a very efficient reminder.

And still, still it she could have borne that, found a way to escape or deal. The fact that it was so obviously a recreation of her dying day was reason in itself to see past the distasteful attempt to shake her spirit. If they were trying to punish her for that day, they could do so much worse.

But they had. And as she looked beyond the thick glass separating her from the cell beyond, she felt the world swing out from under her, and her heart, though it had stopped beating with her death, now seized at the sight that greeted her.

Haruka. With blood on her hands and in a very great deal of pain.

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A bat of an eye and a light grunt from a headache, the blurry vision quickly focused when she sees Michiru beyond the glass. A recollection of the past memory coming back to her, her initial instinct was to just pop up and dash towards her. Where she was didn't matter. Even if she were to run into a trap again due to her carelessness it didn't matter. The wind senshi lost her once. She wasn't about to lose her again.

"Michi...ru... Michiru... ughh... Michiru!" She placed a hand onto the ground in attempt to stand up when she gasps to what she sees. Her eyes widening in shock, she noticed that the floor was slowly becoming tainted in crimson red. Lifting up her hand that was now dripping blood, she stared at it in horror as she realized that it was not only coming from her but that it wasn't stopping. A sharp pain felt in her chest, she quickly grabbed the front of her shirt. "Ughhh... AHhhhh!!!" What was going on? This feeling. It was only momentarily but she'd felt it before and now. This constant pain. What was it from again?

There are few things in this or any world that affect Michiru so deeply as to pull her from her composed state of being full of subtleties, thought, and planning. So little that can drive her to the brink of anything like recklessness, and even less that could make her cross the line.

Haruka...

Her eyes widened as her lover's scream echoed in her ears, provided in heartbreaking clarity through speakers set somewhere between the dividing wall of their cells. She knew that sound, knew the intonation of it with a familiarity that came only from standing by to watch as others, innocents, unwillingly revealed their hearts to the enemy and her.

She struggled against the bindings, twisting her form to try and break free. But the deities, it seemed, had taken it upon themselves to strengthen their version of this trap. Nothing gave way, and she was left to simply watch, as she had watched so many others.

"Haruka!"

Haruka forced an eye open as she heard Michiru's call. She clenched her teeth hard, enough for it to make a gritting sound as she tried her darn hardest to tolerate it. She had to get to her no matter what. One forearm after another, occasionally placing one hand back onto her chest, she dragged her body across the floor, gradually making her way towards her partner.

Michiru.. Mi-Michiru...

That's right. This feeling was... Her partial reflection on the glass was enough to give it away. Something she had seen numerous times and simply allowed to happen to others. This was the same feeling as her pure heart being taken out. Her denied guilt for having to taint her hands to accomplish her fated mission and the pain she allowed others to suffer is what the deities wanted her to atone for. Just how ironic this was.

"I'm... ughhahh... coming... AHhhhh..ughhh AHHhhh~! Mi-Michiruahhhh!!"

"Haruka!" Such pain... she couldn't allow her partner to endure it alone. She writhed against her restraints, and the hard stone scraped over her skin with each attempted escape, refusing to give way. She couldn't do anything, but still she tried, her helplessness giving fuel to determination.

"Aah-!" Bracing herself against the wall, she pressed against the bindings with all her might, every inch of her pressing forward to reach her partner. Of all the people in the world, she couldn't allow Haruka to go through this. Her world could have any sacrifice it wanted, so long as it wasn't her lover, the racer who was the wind itself. Anyone but her. "Haruka! Lie still! Aungh!"

"Mi..chirugh... don't... worry... I'm... ahhh, ughhhahhhh" With much struggle, Haruka managed to make it to the glass, leaving a trail of blood behind her. A splat of her hand onto the glass left a distinct hand print as she began to extend her neck to look up more. She tried to smile for her though it quickly faltered into a frown; To let her know she's all right despite what she was feeling. Haruka couldn't stand seeing Michiru like that. Those shackles don't suit her.

The wind senshi curled them into fists and firmly pressed against its cold surface in attempt to stand again. She wasn't sure what good it would do but she had to try. She had to break the barrier separating them. Her fist and forearm gradually sliding down with each struggle upward, she screamed even louder to work through the chest pain. That was when an even louder thud was felt inside of her and a soft voice beside her ear.

A breathless cry spilled from her lips as she watched Haruka's efforts, and she re-doubled her own, straining against the stonework until blood seeped down her arms and legs. "Haruka.."

Her lover's screams pierced her deeply, drawing tears along the edges of her eyes formed of pain and frustration and the need to reach Haruka's side. She never allowed for excuses for anything, least of all any that might stop her from helping her partner.
Haruka... I won't let you die

Deep in her heart, something new began to stir into wakefulness.

"Awaken your power. The Talisman-."

The voice briefly spoke to her. Soft and gentle as if to soothe her soul. Haruka immediately closed her eyes and allowed that feeling to settle until a flash of light surrounded the two, startling her a bit. Her pain gone and the blood receding, she softly spoke to herself in wonder. "What's going on-"

An item gradually appearing before her, her planet wand floated in front of her, brightly shining to guide its owner. The wind senshi looked up until she met eyes with her partner and simply nodded before grabbing the wand.

"Uranus Planet Power~ Make up!"

No voice whispered in Michiru's ear, but the feeling was the same, a wave of a feeling, soothing and soft, washing over her in a comforting way. And though it couldn't completely remove the pain of the situation, it did ease the frantic element of it all. A glimmer of hope and strength, a fragment part of a whole.

"this is..."

She watched as the light surrounded them both, almost belatedly realizing that she was no longer held by the stone wall. A note of awe filled her heart as she watched the planet wands appear before them. How far did the powers of the senshi extend?

Meeting her partner's gaze, she nodded, affirming, before she too reached to grasp the symbol of their destiny.

"Neptune Planet Power... Make up!"

In an instant, the blonde magically transformed into her sailor suit. Slowly opening her eyes, she's greeted by aqua irises and smiled before another light appeared in front of her. An item gradually began to take its form of a sword, decorated with various jewels and a golden hilt.

"Is this..." Uranus softly spoke as she stared at it. She could sense a familiar energy from it. Almost nostalgic. As if it had been with her this whole time.

This power I'm feeling... could it be...

The familiar energy of the power of a sailor soldier flowed through her, a surge of power accompanying the change into her sailor suit. She found herself looking into her partner's stormy eyes, and she was happy to see an honest smile on her face again, but her attention was refocused as her own item began to appear before her, a mirror with the intricate metalwork of an elegant figure along one side of the frame, whose hair extended around the edge to it's other side.

As it drifted into her hand, her fingers caressed the shape of neptune's symbol engraved on the back, and it was so like welcoming a piece of herself back into a reunion, or like having an old friend come home.

"the talismans..."

As it turned out, they'd received them not a moment too soon, as two rather unhappy guards burst into the room, angry that two prisoners were not serving their time properly

She glanced towards the two guards and mentally prepared herself. Grabbing a hold of her talisman, positioning the sword in front of her, Uranus gave a quick smirk as she made her remark.

"Heh, that wasn't long. Seems like we could have our pay back sooner than I thought." Her expression growing more serious, she called out to her partner. "Let's go, Neptune!" With that, she began to dash towards her enemy. These bastards. They were going to pay for the suffering they've caused, especially to Michiru. Deities. They had better hope she doesn't find them here for the wind senshi was in no mood to have mercy.

"I'm with you, Uranus."
And with that, Neptune leapt towards her enemy as well, her eyes narrowing as she approached.

The guards roared and moved in to attack. They were surprisingly fast, considering thier bulk, but anger and the new surge of senshi powers gave Neptune the edge she needed in the fight. It took her a little longer than she would have liked, but she managed to out-maneuver her enemy until he ran straight into the glass separating the two jail cells. Making it out of the room, she looked to her partner, speaking with a challenging and amused smile on her face "The enemy is pretty tough this time."

Uranus dove in and slashed one of the guards, causing it to stun in place as it roared in pain. With a swift kick towards its head, she made it join the other one against the glass. The senshi didn't waste any time rushing out, confident that her partner would follow right behind. Those guards were the same guards who had brought them to this awful prison. Though she hated to admit it, Uranus knew well they were going to be a hassle to handle. Those tiny scratches weren't going to keep them down for long. They had to get out of there quickly before more of them gather, she thought.

The wind senshi returned the same smile as she continued to dash down the long hall. "Seems that way. Even with the talismans at that." Her expression grew more serious. "It's unfortunate but, we'll have to retreat for now before more of those guards come." She briefly glanced down at her sword. Talisman. The sole item that had been said to form the Holy Grail. She had to lightly snicker when she thought of her words. Such irony. To think they really didn't need to sacrifice anyone.

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