Rose Prescott
7th January 2005, 02:07 PM
What's in a name?
Rose Prescott
A small youma, wearing the uniform of a Dark Kingdom
general, appeared in the Hikawa Shrine amongst five Senshi,
two cats, and Tuxedo Kamen. Strangely, except for the
opening of the Dark Portal, there was no trouble.
The youma didn't move, didn't shout a peculiar battle cry,
didn't even twitch. She just slumped a bit, and said, "I'm
not here to cause a fuss. I just had to get away from Queen
Beryl, and a room full of Senshi seemed the safest place to
do it."
"I can't punish you for THAT," Sailor Moon said.
"Why?" asked Tuxedo Kamen. "And make it convincing. We
haven't had much practice believing youma."
"It's simple enough," the youma replied. "Beryl started out
with four generals. You made such a fool of Jadeite that
she condemned him to eternal sleep. Then Zoicite killed
Nephrite, and Beryl killed Zoicite. She was down to one
general, and it didn't look like Kunzite was going to last
much longer. And the bunch of them got dozens of youma
killed while they were at it."
"As you'd expect, there was grumbling in the ranks. So when
Beryl made some new generals, she put me in charge of her
Secret Police, to ferret out the troublemakers. I didn't
want to turn against other youma. And I knew the job was
dangerous - just ask Jadeite, Nephrite, and Zoicite. But
not taking the job was just as dangerous, and it was a
prestigious thing, being made a general. So here I am."
"Youmas are a proud race, you know. It's our strength and
our weakness. Give us a job and put our pride on the line,
and we'll do it or die trying. But then Beryl took it one
step too far. 'You're my head cop', she said. 'I'll give
you a new name that goes with your duties.'" The youma's
face twisted with scorn; she ripped the badge from her
uniform and threw it on the floor.
When the badge didn't explode, Tuxedo Kamen said - more
gently, this time - "Why should a new name be that bad?"
"Well, we generals are all named after stones. And some
stones aren't as good as others."
"You're stalling. What did she name you?"
"Do I really have to say?" the youma asked piteously.
"If you want us to believe you."
She looked down, and whispered "... coprolite ..."
Sailor Mercury made a noise halfway between a snort and a
snicker. She covered her mouth, and blushed. The other
Senshi looked blank. Luna and Artemis sniffed.
Tuxedo Kamen grinned wryly. "Beryl really dropped the ball
this time - and on her own foot, too," he said as he held
out his hand to the youma. "Welcome to the real world. And
we promise, we'll let you pick out a new name yourself."
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I don't own these characters.
I do, however, possess a sense of youma.
Diagonally parked in a parallel universe.
Rose Prescott
A small youma, wearing the uniform of a Dark Kingdom
general, appeared in the Hikawa Shrine amongst five Senshi,
two cats, and Tuxedo Kamen. Strangely, except for the
opening of the Dark Portal, there was no trouble.
The youma didn't move, didn't shout a peculiar battle cry,
didn't even twitch. She just slumped a bit, and said, "I'm
not here to cause a fuss. I just had to get away from Queen
Beryl, and a room full of Senshi seemed the safest place to
do it."
"I can't punish you for THAT," Sailor Moon said.
"Why?" asked Tuxedo Kamen. "And make it convincing. We
haven't had much practice believing youma."
"It's simple enough," the youma replied. "Beryl started out
with four generals. You made such a fool of Jadeite that
she condemned him to eternal sleep. Then Zoicite killed
Nephrite, and Beryl killed Zoicite. She was down to one
general, and it didn't look like Kunzite was going to last
much longer. And the bunch of them got dozens of youma
killed while they were at it."
"As you'd expect, there was grumbling in the ranks. So when
Beryl made some new generals, she put me in charge of her
Secret Police, to ferret out the troublemakers. I didn't
want to turn against other youma. And I knew the job was
dangerous - just ask Jadeite, Nephrite, and Zoicite. But
not taking the job was just as dangerous, and it was a
prestigious thing, being made a general. So here I am."
"Youmas are a proud race, you know. It's our strength and
our weakness. Give us a job and put our pride on the line,
and we'll do it or die trying. But then Beryl took it one
step too far. 'You're my head cop', she said. 'I'll give
you a new name that goes with your duties.'" The youma's
face twisted with scorn; she ripped the badge from her
uniform and threw it on the floor.
When the badge didn't explode, Tuxedo Kamen said - more
gently, this time - "Why should a new name be that bad?"
"Well, we generals are all named after stones. And some
stones aren't as good as others."
"You're stalling. What did she name you?"
"Do I really have to say?" the youma asked piteously.
"If you want us to believe you."
She looked down, and whispered "... coprolite ..."
Sailor Mercury made a noise halfway between a snort and a
snicker. She covered her mouth, and blushed. The other
Senshi looked blank. Luna and Artemis sniffed.
Tuxedo Kamen grinned wryly. "Beryl really dropped the ball
this time - and on her own foot, too," he said as he held
out his hand to the youma. "Welcome to the real world. And
we promise, we'll let you pick out a new name yourself."
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I don't own these characters.
I do, however, possess a sense of youma.
Diagonally parked in a parallel universe.