There was something about the way that her night was going that Ume refused to grasp.

How could she? This was the first time that she'd ever come face to face with a demonic monster such as the one that flung himself at the group. Her mind was trying to process so many things at once, none of it made sense. She felt sick. The adrenaline within her had been rushing so much that she had barely had any time to process any movement. When she moved it was just remotely done, what she felt was right at the time of doing it. Yanking Ori as she had done? Shouting out at the Knight that stood poised before her... those were all things that felt right at the moment, except for the latter. It didn't feel right telling the male hero that he could not defend them with love and beauty. She of all people felt utterly different about it. To her, life was precious. Any life was precious. In her mind, life was simply a blank canvas filled with people who were meant to paint a beautiful picture. That was how she defined beauty when she had to think about it, that was how she defined the birth of love. When someone was defending it, fighting for it like the man before her, then that brought forth a power on its own and there was something about the way that he snapped back at her that caused Ume 's brow to lift in a quizzical manner for but the briefest of moments.

He was right.. what could she do? But wait, what?

For a moment her entire facial expression went blank and she tried to place him but things were happening too fast for her to do so. What happened next was what had amazed her. In full swing of her pulling Ori down and towards the ground with her, the Knight that had knew her fired an attack forged of the most brilliant of illuminance. A light that was meant to blind, but was done in such a beautiful way that Ume felt as if she was meant to eat the words she'd spoken towards him. Consider her choked. But she didn't have time to dwell on the attack at hand nor the youma that had been blown through the planetarium by such a powerful attack. No, it was Ori's voice who had grabbed her attention and in the midst of doing so her green eyes narrowed rather closely on the way that the girl was behaving. Out of her bag, a cat came tumbling.. colliding head first into the ground, almost.. lifeless? The scene before her was what was defining because the moment that items came flying out of Ori's bag.. what Ume noticed was the peculiar brooch. Absently, what occured to Ume was that she hurt the cat.. cats that she were allergic too. She was going to have a serious sneezing fit for this, but her disposition didn't allow her to not look after unconcious felines.

Reaching out, she scooped TSUKI into her arms.. but before she had a chance to examine the feline she was met with powerful words. They echoed throughout the area with such dominance and ownership that Ume could only bring her eyes to the form or Ori as magic seemed to overcome everything that she was. Ume's heart rate rose, as well as that sickening nostalic feeling she was getting from what was occurring. It was almost like the fairy tales that her mother used to tell her about. Every one entailed a heroine of some sort, and in Ume's eyes it was like that was coming to life. The transformation was both beautiful and frightening to her all at the same time and she climbed to her feet to leap several feet away. Moon Prism Power.. she repeated the words in her head, lifting her right hand and sustaining TSUKI with her left. It was only when she sneezed in the most violent of ways that she opened her tearing green eyes to glance down at the cat in hand. "What.. are you people?" She asked, carefully setting the feline down in one of the seats at the realization that she bore a crescent moon marking on her forehead. Ume couldn't fight the urge to poke at it, and so she did. She lifted her index finger and began to thump the seemingly unconcious feline in the forehead.

"Moon Prism Power? Venus.. Cannon Power? Are those spells or something?" She was trying to react calmly, but it was clear as day by the way that her hands shook after the last thump to the cat's head, that she was taken back by all of this and so she used this time stomp her feet on the ground twice to reaffirm that she could walk.. and move. She reached out to grab Sailor Moon out of her pose gently. "I don't care what those crazy words mean.. let's get out of here! I can't let you fight that alone." There was a feeling of sisterhood and comraderie that she felt towards Orihime with the way that their conversation was going. Ume told her to call her if there was ever trouble, so why should that change.. even if she did just go through a very uncharacteristic metamorphosis. She was trying to protect her, and Ume was going to do the same. It wasn't because Ori wanted to make sure she was safe, it was because it felt right. Like a big sister looking after a younger sister. Ume was 3rd Year, and Ori was 2nd year.. she wanted to make sure she was safe.

She wanted to make sure Sailor Moon was safe.

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Strangely enough, it hadn't surprised Ume the moment she'd heard the volatile words of the feline fill looming silence. She hardly had time to react, because what it was that she was troubled with had taken far more presidence over the fact that the cat had began to stir and speak on top of it all. The plot seemed to thicken at the back of her mind. Had she not been faced with such a looming force of darkness just prior to having the Knight of Venus expel him from the planetarium. Ume had missed the metamorphosis that came from the cat, because for a minute, what happened next silenced everything around her.

She felt it the moment that her right hand wrapped around Sailor Moon's own in concern.

The concern dissipated, and what was left in its wake was an overwhelmingly strong rush of power that coursed through her body like violently crashing ocean tides. "What's.. happening?" Was the only thing she managed to say, before he power that radiated within Sailor Moon forced her tiara to disappear. The moment the crescent shaped moon took shape upon her forehead, Ume's eyes widened and in a golden glow that lined her body, the celestial marking of Venus etched its way upon her forehead. The moment that it did in completion, Ume's eyes widened a fraction more and everything around her disappeared. Everything that coursed throughout her body had suddenly felt frighteningly familiar. It wasn't unlike anything she'd ever felt before, because she had felt this before. There was no pulling her from the trance like state that she'd found herself in. Repressed memories... secrets that had been locked away for so long. Touching Orihime had seemingly brought them back to life for her, and it was for the first time that Ume's life had finally began to make sense for her in some regards.

The Magellan Castle, a place that she called home. Her betrothed.. her handsome Knight.. A ceremony with three other princesses on the Moon.. The memories in her mind had pieced itself together so quickly and the proverbial flood gates opening had done more than just call out to her. The ceremony was a rite of passage for her, and throughout her body she felt an almost insatiable swell of pride overcome her and sadness all at the same time. The memory alone caused her eyes to close when more memories began to vividly force her to remember. The Moon Kingdom was a beautiful kingdom. Pure, always emanating a glow of warmth that welcomed the kind of heart.. but there was strife. There was pain. The moment that her eyebrows knit into a small frown, she could see the chaos spilling in from the darkest recesses of the galaxy. The way that it infected the light, causing its glow to dim.. and dim.. and then there was nothing. There was a deep pit that developed within her stomach when the memories stopped.. those precious and tragic memories.. The glow that had once surrounded Ume, measured in illuminance to match the purity of Sailor Moon's, had settled into the brilliance upon her forehead. The marking that had identified her as the Princess of Venus, and a Soldier of Light.

The brisk gust of powerful wind that permeated the air around them caused her cropped hair to dance about her shoulders for a moment and when she blinked she craned her head to the side looking at Sailor Moon with a gentle gaze of fondness. "..thank you.. Sailor Moon." She managed to say. If she was listening to her own voice, it didn't quite sound like her own. Ume sounded as if she was at peace with what had occurred, the anxiety that she'd felt before gone, because she knew that there was a solution to the madness of the night that chaos and darkness wanted for itself. The sound of Takeo's voice reached her ears as he called out to her.. Princess.. a title that she hadn't heard in what she knew to be centuries. Ume's eyes, lit in a golden hue from the illuminance of Venus upon her forehead, cast a gaze of admiration towards her Knight. He was in her memories, the core memories that built everything that she was as a princess.. what few of them she'd had left. "My handsome Knight," And the corner of her lips upturned into the faintest of smiles, but her eyes hid worry.

The familiar sound of the feline speaking out to her caught her attention, and when she turned she an elegant pen forged of orange and gold colors soaring her way. With reflexes that weren't her own, Ume reached out to capture the pen in her right hand mid-air, her fingers wrapping around it in an almost familiar manner. She was given instructions and for a moment, yet the moment that she was given them, she felt what her call to duty was at that current moment. The symbol of Venus slowly began to lose its shone before it dramatically faded away the moment that Tsuki finished speaking to her.

The feline served as a grim reminder of what was required of her.. the youma would be more enraged.

A nod was given to Sailor Moon, and the Knight of Venus.

Reconnecting would have to wait.

Tightening her grip around the henshin pen with a new resolve, the look to her eyes hardened. "VENUS POWER!" And with an almost ethereal grace, she threw her right hand high above her head just as the pinnacle of the henshin pen began to glow with unnatural radiance. "Make.. UP!" The incanation that left her lips was like that of a haunting echo that triggered a change unlike anything that Ume had ever felt before, and yet it was everything that she'd felt before. Why had she forgotten such powerful words? The palm of her right hand released the henshin pen mid air, and as it spun once, she stretched her palm wide letting a warm glow of orange illuminance paint her nails in the same color, that radiance from the tip of her henshin pen exploding with magical fervor that faded the moment that her hand reached out to take the pen again. Her body erupted into a soft glow and as her magic lifted herin elegance from the ground she spun like that of a ballerina, basking in the power brought forth from the transformation. Cropped hair lengthened dramatically, and in a graceful and beautiful spin, she brought her arms down to flow with that of her body until her left arm was extended in front of her. Waving her henshin pen within her right grasp like that of a magic wand, an explosion of glowing orange ribbons began to pour from its tip, spinning majestically along both arms. Spinning into another elongated pirouette, the orange ribbons began to wrap closely around her body. As her arms were freely thrown out at her side and then lifted into the air, the ribbons collided into every curve and appendage, exploding beautiful in a flash of brilliant orange light and golden stars that left her garbed in the fuku of Venus -- her Love Chain hanging loosely about the curve and shape of her waist. As the celestial body of Venus emblazoned itself upon her forehead once again, she spun with finished elegance as the symbol dissipated into a golden tiara with an orange jewel. Maneuvering her hands with righteousness, she gave a final beautiful twirl and as her long, brown hair settled along her back she struck a proud pose in finish.

When the light faded, Sailor Venus had appeared! And as she lowered her arms she cast a glance over her shoulder towards Tsuki and the fallen planetarium manager that she was struggling to save. "Thank you.. Tsuki-san." A nod of her head. "We'll take care of the youma.. please.. look after that man. He manages this establishment." She remembered the aspirations of what she wanted for the man. She wanted him to live. That did not change. Casting her eyes towards Sailor Moon and her Knight, she let her green eyes settle between the two with a confidence that she lacked as a civilian.. but had plenty of now. There was a distinctive difference. "No time to waste. Sailor Moon? We should take this fight outside." She wasted no more time with pleasantries. There was a task at hand, and strangely what her instinct was telling her to do was take care of the threat before there were more that ended up like the planetarium's owner. It was her drive and determination that drove her, but she would wait. She would follow Sailor Moon's command in this, but her initiative was to strike the youma while it was down and not think twice about purifying his spirit with that of good.

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