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Is this the mighty power you call on?

Characters: "Sailor Venus", aka Galactica!Sailor Venus, and OPEN.
Content: Minako's doppelganger is herself from the rather recent past, during a moment she'd rather forget happened. Unfortunately, "Sailor Venus" isn't exactly going away anytime soon. And armed with Minako's memories of the Satellite, she's going to have some fun with her light selves' new friends now that she's out and about ~~in the name of Galaxia of course~~...
Location: Everywhere
Time of day: All throughout the week.
Warnings: While Venus cannot access her powers, violence is going to be inevitable with her.

The advent of evil selves had brought on a flurry of shock, fights and many many Cambot postings about the creatures. It was quite clear that, in a sense, she wasn't alone. Others like her roamed around, causing chaos and confusion.

But, in another sense, she was alone. She was unlike all the others. She sprung fully formed, born from blood and violence once before. Existence was nothing new for her. Nor was her loathing for everyone who was not like her. She sensed only one person like her, her so-called good self, a sailor crystal whose power was muted.

Everyone else was trash. All piled together, all huddled and hoping their lives meant something. In the end, they didn't. Her first rebirth under Galaxia had taught her that. Even her other self, in a way, was now part of that trash. Venus could justify it. Minako had a choice to become something greater, to create a glorious new history, just as Galaxia had tried. Instead she rejected that chance. She, too, was expendable, like all these other mortal bags of slowly-rotting flesh.

She wouldn't destroy them just yet, though. She could, but she wouldn't. She was Venus, after all. The unattainable goddess who played with the hearts of men and women, destroying those who got to close in the end. The fun-loving one. And playing with these people? Promised so much fun...

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Well, Liz managed to get rid of her doppelganger for now at least. Thank God; if she had to listen to any more nasty comments about Linkara she was going to snap. But she couldn't relax just yet. These things were still everywhere and gave her the creeps. She always hated that episode with Timmy.

She only left the weapons deck for the sake of others; it sounded like Pinkie had made it out of the pantry at least, but her aching hoof had Liz concerned. Pinkie Sense or no Pinkie Sense, there was no reason the poor filly had to put up with it alone, especially if, by the looks of things, this was going to be happening a while.

So with a sword strapped to her back and senses on high alert, she ventured up to the kitchen, rummaging through the drawers for an ice pack.

And then suddenly, a door slammed. It was the refrigerator door, covered in shadows. And the person who closed the door, well...

It looked like Minako in the shadows. But Venus was well aware that Liz would likely pick up that this wasn't her friend. Nor was she here to help.

Liz just about jumped out of her skin at the sudden door slam, whipping around to look at the figure by the refrigerator. How did she fail to notice there was someone else in here?

There was a second or two where she would have scolded Minako for startling her, but just as soon as she opened her mouth, she closed it again, setting her jaw. She recognized those grey, blank eyes as those of the shadows. And that dead silence was a big giveaway too. She didn't immediately go for her weapon, but her muscles tensed as her eyes narrowed, watching the shade's actions.

There is a grin, and a slight heaving of the shoulders, indicating that Venus was chuckling. Slowly she moves out of the shadows, her gray bracelets glistening as she began to slowly, slowly circle. She spoke; she knew Liz couldn't hear her. So her lips moved slowly, just so the other girl could understand her.

Oh, Liz. Whatever...could be wrong~? Aren't you glad...to see your friend?

Liz wasn't that great at reading lips - Hal 9000, she was not - but the malicious intent of what this shade was saying was clear, and she understood those words well enough. Her face darkened, readying herself to whip out the sword if need be.

"What the hell are you?"

The grin becomes wider.

Isn't it obvious?

"Yes. Yes, I guess it is.

What do you want?"

You.

With that, the shade suddenly disappears, leaping into the shadows. Seconds later, she is right behind Liz, throwing a roundhouse kick at Liz's back.

"OOF!"

Crap, caught totally off-guard on that one. Liz stumbles forward, catching herself on the counter, before she yanks her sword out of its sheath and whips around, swinging it.

Liz is quick. But, alas, not quick enough for the soldier of Love and Beauty. The sword is easily caught, as the soldier grabs it by the blade as it swings towards her neck.

Cute. But... Casually she throws the sword from her with considerable force. Against a sailor soldier, Liz...unimpressive at best!

Liz stumbled as the sword was brushed aside like it was nothing. But she took the weight shift in stride, using her new position to get close to the shade, driving her elbow into its face.

"How's a perverted sailor soldier like you any worse off than a universal tyrant?"

Perverted...no. She evades with ease by flipping backwards. Incredibly unsettling ease. Those like I are superior to such creatures you may have fought before. We carry untold power!

At this, she brings her wrist up, the bracelet glistening eerily even in the shadows.

Even like this, you are no match for me. Her other hand comes up, casually flipping a butcher knife she snatched from behind her. It is almost like fighting a child.

Well, shit. Liz took a few steps back, once again holding her sword at the ready, hoping it'd be enough to block that knife.

And then she charged. Quickly, without hesitation. It was clear she intended to kill. At least, that was what it probably looked like to Liz. But that smile. That hideous smile, those eyes. It was a look of incredible evil on Venus' face as she charged.

Perhaps she was even laughing at her foe, her pitiful little mortal foe, armed with nothing but a sword...

Liz braced herself, waiting until the last possible second before sidestepping the shade's charge and swinging at what she hoped was a vulnerable spot behind it.

Ku ku ku...

She saw the sidestep, anticipated it almost. Liz was so slow. Her moves were almost backwards. She let it hit. A line of green appeared. But it was a trick; for Venus it was barely a scratch.

Meanwhile, using the momentum of her arms swinging backwards from her charging at Liz, she jumped backwards into Liz just as Liz's swing had finished, thrusting the hand with the bitcher knife upwards towards Liz's very close - and very un-protected - flesh.

Now Liz really wished she'd suited up. She didn't think she'd need armor against these things until now. She somehow managed to deflect the shade's aim, but not quickly enough to avoid its blade. She hissed in pain as the knife slashed her shoulder, tearing the sleeve of her shirt.

At this, the doppelganger turned in her heel, examining the blood on the knife with amusement.

I think I will hang this up on my wall. At this, she looked at Liz, and took a kick towards the wrist which held Liz's sword. Then again, its from such a pathetic opponent...

Inevitably the sword fell from Liz's hand, clattering to the floor as she clutched her wrist, subconsciously attempting to distance herself from the shade. That kick was way stronger than she expected, even knowing Minako.

What's the matter? The smirk on Venus' face is one of pure evil as she grabs the sword up for herself. Shocked your friend would attack you like this?

"Leave her out of this." Liz snarled, turning to attempt kicking the sword away herself.

Ku ku ku~ The sword gets kicked away, but Venus doesn't seem to care. But don't you understand, Liz? She's the one responsible for your death...she created me...it is because of her I exist!

"I can't even hear you and you need to shut your noise hole!"

And she proceeds to dive at the shade with a punch.

Ku ku ku~!

And then, just like that, she was gone. Back into the shadows, before the punch could hit.

Don't worry! I'll kill you later, with the others. Until then~!

She stumbled forward as her fist hit air, cursing under her breath. For about a minute more, she didn't move, just listening, not detecting any movement in the kitchen anymore. She really was gone.

Which meant she was still running amok. Shit.

She made her way toward the sink, grabbing a towel to deal with the wound in her shoulder. Whatever the hell was going on here, they'd better deal with this quick.

She wasn't the only dark shadow patrolling the ship. While Aqua had been busy helping Terra deal with his darkness another had arisen in its place. Light and darkness were ever twins, and she was the result. She was not, however, particularly interested in destroying the worlds or their peoples. Their problems weren't hers. Oh, she'd smile and nod and put on airs. But no one really mattered. They could die, if they liked. She was going to see to it that she got as far as she could. The others could hang.

So there was no better comment to her 'fellow' shadow, then a disdainful sneer, as she passed by.

Ku ku ku~

If there was one type of person that Venus didn't mind so much, it was the other shades. They were darkness. They were currently exempt from being targeted. They could be useful, after all.

She gave her own little smirk as Aqua walked by.

Useful. Perhaps. She saw absolutely no reason to be useful, though. Anyone trying to use her would see the same end. Death, quick and violent. But for now, she was willing to tolerate the others. Provided of course, that the didn't get in her way, and she mouthed something less than complimentary in the way of the other shade before moving on.

It occurred to Roxas that he probably should have been in his room or something like that. He had promised he would take it easy to make sure he didn't do something stupid like tear the wound in his side open again. But, he couldn't sit still either, so here he was, wandering the satellite. Mostly, he was sticking the living areas, though he was toying with heading back to the weapons deck to see about a second sword. He couldn't quite remember when or why he'd started using two weapons, but he did find that he sort of preferred dual wielding. He let the thought go, though. There wasn't a rush and he was capable enough either way that if he did end up needing to fight, he wouldn't have too many problems... as long as he didn't fall for any taunting.

His meanderings eventually took him around to the nature deck and it was here that he paused a while, poking around and halfway tempted to locate that rock that seen in Rarity's post the day after they Christmas party... although, the only reason to even try that would be for some sort of ill thought out prank and he wasn't about to get himself kneecapped for the sake of a laugh.

Ku ku ku...

Oh, she knew this one. She wanted to have so much enjoyment with him. Let him know just what kind of girl had a crush on him.

As such, with a simple flick, a rock sails across the deck from the shadows, aimed right for the back of Roxas' head.

Of all the things Roxas was expecting in terms of an attack from a doppelganger, getting beaned with a rock was not one of them. A look around for the source of the assault didn't immediately reveal the attacker, though it gave him a direction to look in, a spot where it looked like it might be easy to just blend into the shadows.

He approaches the spot cautiously. He's fully expecting to find one of the doppelgangers. Whether it's his or someone else's is the only question.

Indeed, as he moves closer, the sound of clacking heels suddenly echo through the air. Emerging from the shadows is a female figure, with long hair, long boots and gloves, and a sailor-top and skirt, ribbons almost floating behind her. The brilliant golds of her ensemble are dulled, however, into shadows, greys and blacks and only, at best, lighter grays. And those eyes. Like smiling knives piercing whatever it sees.

She's familiar. That is the best that could perhaps be thought. It could even be on the tip of a tongue, the name of the person who looks so much like this dark figure. But the connection to who she might look like might not be so easy. It never was, when she was transformed.

After a moment, she moves her lips. He can't hear her; it doesn't matter. It's clear what she's saying from the movement of her lips.

Roxas...Roxas~

Nope, Roxas didn't recognize her. He just knew he was looking at one of the doppelgangers and felt eerily like he should know whose doppelganger he was looking at. And while he's not particularly skilled at reading lips, it doesn't take him long to realize she's saying his name.

"Chucking rocks from the shadows... Real mature."

He wasn't carrying the sword he picked up the other day just for the hell of it. Yay for having found a sheath as well. He drew the sword, but held off on actually attacking. Making the first move against his own doppelganger had gotten him sliced pretty good and he had no idea yet what this doppelganger could do.

The doppelganger merely smiles at the sword, seemingly chuckling as it looked at it.

How...cute. What do you intend to do with such a silly thing?

Clearly, the doppelganger was amused. Roxas was not. He could only assume the doppelganger was amused because she thought she had an advantage. And frankly, he wasn't so sure she didn't.

Who's doppelganger was he dealing with anyway? The gray tones made it a little harder to tell, but it clicked eventually.

'Oh fun.' He would have preferred to run into a doppelganger whose abilities he could guess just by who they were a copy of, like Sora's or Riku's doppelganger. All he knew about Minako was that she could be a bit ditzy. That said nothing of possible fighting ability. He wasn't concerned with magic since no one on the satellite had access to their magic.

"You know, just for reference, I'm not so good at reading lips." He's also not so good at being patient with hostile entities. Realizing the doppelganger wasn't going to make the first move, Roxas did, charging in quickly with a horizontal slash aimed at the doppelganger's middle. He didn't expect to connect on the first attack and was prepared to dodge her retaliation... depending on what that retaliation was.

Not good at reading lips, hmm? Perhaps, then, he'd understand action.

She was out of the way of Roxas' attack in almost no time, bringing to him a ground sweep towards his legs.

Oh, he understood action, all right. And he understood that this action may have been a little hasty on his part as that sweep knocked his legs out from under him. Magic would have been a very nice thing to have right about now. The next best thing was quick reflexes. Roxas may have ended up flat out, but he was able to roll to the side and get some distance between himself and the doppelganger to get some room to get to his feet before she followed up the assault.

"Tch." This time he was going to stick to his earlier decision of waiting to see what his opponent was going to do.

At this, Venus simply looked at Roxas, putting her hands on her hips.

What's the matter, Roxas? Afraid of little old me~?

Oh, hands on the hips, huh? That was a gesture that could either be condescending or patronizing. Given the context and just who it was coming from, Roxas assumed the former. It was obvious the shades held little to no respect for the originals.

He wasn't sure how or why, but he did pick up what she said this time and it amused him slightly, "Afraid? Hmm... maybe this place didn't rob everyone of their powers, I would be." Okay, maybe 'afraid' was the only word he made out, but his point stood.

Meanwhile in the shadows, watching this exchange with mild interest, was another shade. And it was debating whether it wanted to jump in on this fight or go find Minako...

I wasn't talking about me. The creature laughs. My other self is quite infatuated with you, isn't she?

Well that was a little unexpected, if he was reading right. Or not. After the Christmas party...

But he really didn't want to rise to the bait. Yes, he did find out Minako had a crush on him. He wasn't sure yet what to do about it, since anyone having a crush on him was a new thing for him, but he was reasonably certain that the only reason the doppelganger was bringing it up was to cause trouble.

"What has that got to do with anything beside you trying to mess with my head?"

Meanwhile, the watcher in the shadows decided he might find better entertainment elsewhere and headed off. Maybe the ditz with the crush, if he could find her?

Oh...you'll understand soon enough. the teeth in Venus' grin glisten as she disappears back into the shadows. It is dangerous to have the love of a cursed woman, after all...

"What? Hey!" Roxas would have very much liked to make sure that this doppelganger didn't get to anyone else, but she was gone before he could really do anything about it...

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In the mean time, Roxas's shade was off searching for a certain love struck young woman...

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