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   > Ch. 9   
      
   TRACE  : Um... Did we pass out and miss a chapter?   
   THE REP: [Off-screen] Um, no...  It seems that the containment   
   units lost power last night and we had a data spill.  Chapter 8 was   
   among the items lost.  Sorry about that.   
   JOSH   : Hey, don't apologize to us!   
   MARY JO: [muttering] And nothing of value was lost.   
   THE REP: What was that, Ms. Pehl?   
   MARY JO: Nothing!  Nothing...   
      
   > You and I are the same   
   >   
   > In the way that we have our own styles   
   >   
   > That we won't change.   
   >   
   > Yours is filled evil and mine's not,   
   >   
   > There is no way I can lose.   
   >   
   >             -Open your heart, Supersonic's theme   
      
   JOEL   : This intro brought to you by the Lyrics Foundation.  When   
   you've got nothing to say, say it with song lyrics!   
      
   > "Very good, Sailorneptune!" Professor Flitwick squeaked. "You've   
   > gotten it. They key to the 'Lovely Feeling' charm, students, isn't   
   > to imagine your target feeling it, but to be thinking of something   
   > you love yourself while performing the charm. Can anyone tell me   
   > why that is?   
      
   FRANK  : Because Potterverse magic has no internal logic?   
      
   >  Yes, Ms. Mars?"   
   >   
   > Mars smirked. "That's because love must be given freely before   
   > there is chance of having it returned, Professor."   
      
   TRACE  : Thaaaat's not strictly true.   
      
   > "Quite right, Sailormars." He looked up as the bell sounded to end   
   > the class. "Oh my. Well, ten points to Hufflepuff for Neptune's   
   > performance of the charm, and ten to Slytherin for Mars' correct   
   > answer. You have your homework.   
      
   JOEL   : [Flitwick] Now get out.   
      
   > Class dismissed."   
   >   
   > As Mars walked away from the class with a still fuming Malfoy, she   
   > thought that the boy himself could do with a dose of the charm   
   > herself. He muttered to himself under his breath about the   
   > unfairness of the situation, of how Chibimoon should be his and   
   > not some snot-nosed little brat who wasn't even a wizard and   
   > younger than him to boot. Mars sighed,   
      
   JOSH   : [Mars] What spell did someone use to turn the real Draco   
   Malfoy into this lovesick pseudo-pedo o/~   
      
   >  wondering if she should mention that Gohan was, in fact, a   
   > prominent member of The Earth's Special Forces and therefore was a   
   > key reason why Malfoy was still alive and breathing.   
      
   TRACE  : And could fix that in an eye blink, should he choose.   
      
   > On second thought, she thought against it. When Gohan was ready,   
   > he'd let him know.   
   >   
   > Probably with a well placed 'Solar Flare', she mused to herself.   
      
   MARY JO: Or a far less fancy, far more effective "Punch In The   
   Face."   
      
   >  She looked up at the ceiling of the Great Hall as she entered and   
   > frowned. The sky outside had turned a menacing grey. It didn't   
   > bode well for her Quidditch practise that evening. She'd managed   
   > to make chaser for the team, and was looking very forward to   
   > having it out with Usagi on the pitch. Theirs was the next game.   
      
   JOEL   : Which is still going on in the face of a potential mass   
   soul stealing?   
   FRANK  : What can you say?  They love their sports!   
      
   > She sighed and set to work on her lunch. Steak and Kidney pie. She   
   > wrinkled her nose. What she wouldn't give for a nice helping of   
   > Sushi with lots of wasabi.   
      
   JOSH   : All the fuss they made over the Senshi coming to Hogwarts   
   and they haven't served up a single Japanese dish?  The students   
   from Beuxbaxtons got bouillabaisse, and they were only there a   
   couple of weeks.   
      
   > Looking over at the Gryffindor table, she wasn't surprised to see   
   > Sailormoon's plate refilling itself already.   
   >   
   > Pig, she thought to herself.   
      
   TRACE  : An older, more mature Sailor Mars, folks.   
      
   > One day her eyes are really going to turn out to be bigger than   
   > her stomach...that's a frightening prospect. She looked over   
   > towards the Ravenclaw table. Mercury reading something...again.   
   > Not so unusual.   
      
   MARY JO: One might even say "cliché", if one felt like being mean.   
      
   > Over to the Hufflepuff table.  The three outers were talking. That   
   > wasn't unusual, either. They usually kept to themselves, even when   
   > with the inners.   
      
   FRANK  : [Rei] I still love those stuck-up bitches.   
      
   > She sighed and glanced around her table. Greg and Victor were   
   > talking amongst themselves. Something about eating death. She   
   > didn't want to know.   
      
   JOEL   : [Rei] Meh.  That probably won't be important later.   
      
   > Draco, of course, was complaining about his favourite subject:   
   > Gohan. He seemed to have enlisted Zabini Blaise in his cause. The   
   > two were now trying to think up a fool-proof method of getting   
   > Gohan out of the way once and for all.   
      
   TRACE  : Kudos for avoiding Blaise female here.  But still: "Zabini   
   Blaise?"   
      
   > Mars sighed and put her fork down, letting her mind wander back to   
   > the youma. No attacks lately, but she was sure that wasn't the end   
   > of it. Youmas like that didn't just give up. They waited for a   
   > better opportunity. And all the Senshi could do in the mean time   
   > was wait.   
      
   JOSH   : "Screw our friends and classmates she's holding captive   
   (and Peeves)," I guess.   
      
   > It wasn't their favourite thing to do, but what choice did they   
   > have?   
      
   MARY JO: Use the information you already have to go back and finish   
   her before she has a chance to prepare?  Set up a trap at Hogwarts?   
    Work on figuring out some sort of protection?  Again: That's a lot   
   of "what else."   
      
   > She mentally checked over her schedule. She was free until later   
   > that afternoon, when she'd have to the divination thing. She   
   > groaned inwardly. Crystal balls and tea leaves? She'd begged   
   > Professor Trelawney to let her have a go in the fire, but the   
   > Professor had rather haughtily informed her that she was not up to   
   > the level of fire scrying yet. After what she'd heard about   
   > Pluto's episode with the dim witted teacher, Mars had declined   
   > comment, though Mercury was having a fit of the giggles at the   
   > time.   
      
   JOEL   : So just telling her what you can do and offering to   
   demonstrate... That's not an option?   
   FRANK  : "If you can't be a bitch, be silent," I guess.   
      
   >  Now she wondered if she could convince her housemates to let her   
   > use the fire in the commonroom. It was worth a shot.   
      
   TRACE  : And it took you how long to think of this?   
   MARY JO: I thought of it back in Chapter Six!   
      
   > She got up abruptly and began to walk off. Malfoy tagged after   
   > her.   
      
   FRANK  : [Malfoy] LOVE ME?   
      
   > "Where are you going?" he asked.   
   >   
   > "Back to the common room," she said, heading down into the   
   > dungeons. She stopped by the stone wall.   
   >   
      
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