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The Park, Friday Afternoon

There was a corner of the park, just on the border of the pond, where the disgusting summer heat broke into subarctic temperatures. Any duck that wandered into it became a penguin, which was, at least, Kanan's first indication that at least they weren't being invaded by snowmen again.

The fact that the penguins got around on little sleds and occasionally yelled, "Noot noot!" helped, too.

And, while Kanan had no damn clue what that even meant, he didn't figure it would be so terrible if he happened to work through his lightsaber forms just straddling the border of the hot and the cold. He had a lot to mull over this week. But, hell, at least he'd have plenty to tell Rey when she called.

... When she called.

When?

Huh. Usually Rey would have called by now.

"Noot noot!"

"Yeah, you and me both."

[OOC: Open!]

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Sailor Prompto had been running, which was not exactly pleasant in this heat, but at least this shortness of the yellow skirt of his sailor scout outfit allowed for at least a cooling breeze every now any again. He had sensed, perhaps mistakenly, a dangerous presence in the park, and, determined as he was to vanquish evil and punish them in the name of the Crystal, he made haste to show up and find it, though he knew he could not depend on the support of his fellow Scouts at the moment.

But the scene upon arrival was...surprisingly peaceful. No daemons or clearly evil people trying to grandstand as they unleashed some sort of unholy evil power over helpless citizens. No crazy netherworld dimension trying to leak through. Only a bunch of ducks and some penguins and some guy with a great beard going over some sword formations.

Entirely normal. Incredibly peaceful.

Perhaps...too peaceful.

Sailor Prompto narrowed his eyes, trying to listen and keep an eye out for an evildoer afoot. And sure, it would be nice if he didn't have to fight any bad guys today, but he then he'd have gone through his transformation for nothing, and that always felt like such a waste...

... And parry, and riposte, and... pause. Kanan blinked and straightened his stance out somewhat, glancing toward the new presence he felt in the park with a raised eyebrow.

And that raised eyebrow was going nowhere when he spotted who that presence was. He blinked, squinted slightly, and opened his mouth to say something, but mostly just wound up standing there in bewilderment. Looked a bit like that Prompto kid, maybe? Definitely felt like him in the Force.

Kid had no fear, clearly.

"Don't suppose I can help you with something, there?"

No fear, and great legs!

And no small amount of bewilderment himself. "Uhhh," he said, bouncing a little in his boots and futilely attempt to brush a strand of hair away from his tiara-banded forehead. "Maybe? I don't suppose you've seen any evil around here, have you? I thought I sensed something, but maybe not? Maybe I'm just early. Maybe it's still lurking somewhere? But if it is? Ohhh, man. In the name of the Crystal," and here, he got a small smirk on his face as his arms sort of swung around in what was clearly a choreographed way, his body following suit until he was striking a pose like shooting off two finger guns, one to the side, the other poised over his bent elbow and shooting straight forward, "I will punish it!"

"Uuuh." Kanan squinted a moment. And glanced around. To the left. To the right. Back again to Prompto and his great legs. "No, pretty sure there isn't any evil here today. Unless you really don't like ducks."

Or penguins. Hell, maybe 'noot noot' was actually a threat.

"Pretty sure I would've sensed that."

"Oh." Sailor Prompto's arms untangled out of the completely and totally natural little pose thingy that they did and his shoulders slumped a little. "Well, that's a bummer. I got all made up and transformed for nothing, then!"

Oh, Prompto. Don't even act like you didn't jump into that Eos Crystal Power Make Up shit at the drop of a damn hat.

"Yeah, that's a... real... shame?" Okay. And now a strange look was crossing Kanan's face. "Wait, I don't--"

Nobody ever would have suspected the penguin would, with a glorious NOOT, raise a magic wand... thingie.. and shoot Kanan right in the back with it just as he started to turn around. Kanan, at least, certainly didn't see it coming.

It was also a bit of a shock to him when the penguin vanished into thin air, leaving him turning back to stare at Prompto in shock.

Before, in a flash of light and a twist of dark energy, standing in Kanan's place was a giant, snarling wolf.

Plot. Twist.

Nobody would have suspected the penguin! Perhaps they should have, really, but it was far too late for that now. Sailor Prompto gasped, fists clenching as he settled into a ready pose.

"I knew it!" he shouted, the small piece of satisfaction in having been correct superceded easily by the fact that being correct meant he would have to fight whatever it was that had taken over Kanan.

And maybe a little upset that he had already transformed, because now would have been a great time for that sequence.

But he figured he could at least get in another threatening pose. Reaching for the sky, he started the intricate transitions from one pose to the other as he declared, "I am Sailor Prompto! I stand for love! And justice! And chocobos! And in the name of the Crystal, I will punish you!"

His arms crossed again with the finger guns, the one pointed at this strange daemonic wolf cocking up a little with a little "Pew!"

He added that part himself. He was very proud of it.

Oh, come on, Sailor Prompto. The wolf hadn't even done anything yet. With the possible exception of being twenty feet tall and carnivorous. It's mouth opened, baring teeth in a deep, throaty snarl.

"Punish... me?"

Oh, no. That was just not on. That snarl grew louder, the wolf's hackles raising, and he lunged forward, teeth first.

There were a lot of teeth.

You didn't really need to do anything when you were clearly a daemonic monster from the Negaverse, dude!

And for all of his posturing, the snarl had Sailor Prompto taking maybe a slight step back. And that touch of distress and fear had only exploded once the wolf lunged, and Sailor Prompto staggered back a few steps.

"Oh, man," he said, then turned and started to run, "ohhhhh geez, that's a lot of teeth. That is a whole lot of teeth! I was not ready for teeth!"

It was just teeth, though! He could handle teeth, right? Right! So maybe it usually took him a second to remember that he had all these crazy Scout abilities when confronted right away with, you know, ALL THE TEETH, but eventually Sailor Prompto's head got on straight and he stopped running, reaching up for the tiara on his head.

And then time seemed to slow down, perhaps even halt entirely, as the yellow gem on the front of it started to glow. The glow slowly strarted to grow over the length of the tiara as he pulled it away and held it out, forming into a discuss as Sailor Prompto turned. One leg tucked up, he began to spin in the air a little as he held out the discuss, then settled into a deep lunging pose. The discus shimmered, and he called out, slowly, as he wound the weapon back, "Crystal! Tiara! Action!" and sending it flying toward the wolf.

And then getting ready to totally run again if that missed.

The wolf growled and leapt to the side, avoiding that tiara with surprising ease, considering his size. He watched it twirl by, eyes narrowed, and then turned back toward Sailor Prompto, prowling his way toward him, teeth (still so many teeth) bared.

Noot. Noot.

Where was a daring rescue via flower when you needed one, right?

Yeah, now would definitely not be a bad time for some dude who sounded oddly like him to show up. Or, better yet, as Sailor Prompto's eyes danced for a moment to the sky, Magitek Mask and her airship, always showing up when things seemed to be at their very worst...

...which, hey, brightside, if she wasn't here yet, then that meant things weren't that bad, right? Right! And Sailor Prompto did have a few more tricks up his sleeves. Metaphorical sleeves, of course, since his cute little outfit didn't exactly have sleeves.

He swept an arm behind him as he ran, as if to pull something out of a nonexistant back pocket, and threw his arm out to the side. He started to twirl around a little bit more, again (there would be so, so much twirling in this whole thing, don't even!) and a yellow cell phone appeared spinning in his hand, glittering with black jewels and the most adorable little chocobo charm dancing from it. It glinted in the sun perfectly as he moved his arms in a very particular way in front of him, positioning the phone, throwing up a piece sign with his other hand, and cried out, "Crystal! Selfie! Smile BEAM!"

And click-click! He smiled bright for the camera, and then the flash from the picture grew into a beam of light that blasted over his shoulder at the wolf that was gaining on him way too quickly for comfort.

While the wolf was intelligent - far more than any wolf had any right to be - he was also fearless. What could some light possibly do to him? He snarled, and rather than moving to avoid the beam of light, snapped at it.

That... didn't work out as well for the wolf as he might have hoped. He was thrown backwards, sent crashing over grass and then over ice, and lay there in shock for a few seconds before growling and attempting to get his paws back underneath him.

Your enemy is prone, Sailor Prompto! Do it now!

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