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@queenbcryl ll Starter Call

“Beryl!! If you’re looking for a battle I’ll gladly give you one, It’ll give me a excuse to rearrange that face of yours.’  Mars said standing her ground in front of the older woman, in a fight stance ready to attack if needed to she didn’t know why Beryl was here but she wasn’t going to let her do whatever she pleases she’ll DIE first.

FOR A WOMAN staring down the flames of Mars, Beryl had an eerily calm look about her. Failing to mimic the offensive posturing, the elder instead simply flicked her wrist, waving the girl off as if she were no more than a NUISANCE. "If it was a FIGHT I sought, Mars, you would already be dead at my feet... or have you forgotten?"

                         trapped in her own gravity; a vacuum of self-destructive darkness, impossible to claw her way out of, far from the reach of light’s warmth. the familiarity of it sent a chill down the starlight’s spine.  ( isn’t that how she lives now? chasing vengeance, throwing herself into danger with the excuse that it’s to protect loved ones? ah, how disappointed her princess must be. )  midnight ponytail swayed as fighter shook her head. no. if she was to die here, she’d go down swinging. a brilliant flash and a bang; a supernova. fingers curled into palms as the warrior child steeled herself.

                         ❛ try it! i’m no easy prey. ❜     she had  ( fled )  survived galaxia’s onslaught on kinmoku, she’d survive this.

She could see as fear turned to POWER, that irritating skill that these soldiers seemed to possess. Some ability to take the darkest corners of their souls and fill them with light and DETERMINATION--- they were the antithesis of everything that Beryl could put into motion. Her own guards, reanimated by no more than darkness and hatred, proved time and again to be nothing when compared to the LIGHT of the galaxies.

how tired do you need to be to try and wipe off the tattoo you've had for 4+ years ??

I’M SO HYPED I LOVE BERYL AND LUNA BOTH I’M SO GLAD U DECIDED TO DO THE THING AFTER ALL FHSKDAFHASDF

LUNAAAAAAAAAAA

The spikes that appear on Beryl's shoulders are, essentially, a bone mass that has grown and broken through her skin. Unlike animal horns, they are pure bone and not covered in a layer of keratin, but their growth onto her skeleton is similar.

These are a result of Metalia's influence on Beryl's reborn body, and did not appear on her during the Silver Millennium.

          The child quickly retracted her hand as if bitten. She did not come here to fight. She did not want to fight. The tiny guardian shook her head minutely and was immediately enveloped by a bright sphere of light. In the blink of an eye the sphere and the girl vanished. Another blink and both reappeared a distance away behind Beryl’s back. Now a staff with a ringed heart at the top, that looked almost too large for her was in her gloved hands.

          “Stop. I did not come here to fight.” Her voice, though childlike, was firm. She was ready to shield herself from an attack if need be. There were too many things that she needed to do; too many things that not even Beryl could know. Not yet.

Beryl felt an unconscious muscle twitch, her hands tightening their hold on her weapon as she searched the darkness for where the child had vanished, only to have her return behind her--- and yet, the child stood with a weapon and no clear intent to fight her? A scoff escaped her throat, the sound bitter.

Jadeite: But I just started on Tuesday!

          “Chibi…”

          Blue eyes looked upon this lady bathed in dark intent with recognition and some amount of sadness. Beryl had been reborn once more? The tiny Senshi hovered closer, taking her soft light with her. There seemed to be no sign of Metalia’s influence and yet she could still feel the darkness in her. Was there to be no peace for Beryl at all? Not even in the time that was left before Sailor Moon would have to make a choice concerning the galaxy’s future? Chibi Chibi reached out to the sorceress with one small hand.

The woman flinched from the child, as if such a pure light was able to burn her, then quickly thought better of such a weak posturing and steadied herself. The staff at her side was lifted, pointed towards the child in the space that separated the pair. FURY burned within her black heart at the sight of sadness in the child's eyes, directed at her. Who was this girl, to PITY the dark Queen?