video; saturday

[sailorwings]

[The video starts focused on the space a few inches above Usagi's head, showing the obviously alien decor of one of the pod rooms on the ship. Someone is not quite sure how to aim the camera on her cool new communicator at the moment, but she corrects the angle a bit ham-handedly as she starts to talk. Usagi looks tired, and nervous, and she's speaking Japanese.]

Everybody? Are you getting this? I'm-- I think I'm some place pretty weird.

[She glances around. Yeah. Weird is an understatement. She lowers her arm a little, showing a wider angle: Usagi is seated, slouched, on the floor near where she emerged from her pod, with her transformation compact in her lap. She's got that 'about to cry' trembly face going on.]

And just--just when we were all back together again. Is this some kind of enemy? Could I just be having a nightmare instead?

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[sailorwings]

Mmmh--?

[Usagi hears her name and stirs. Even for her, it's not easy to fall all that deeply asleep on the floor of a creepy creepy alien kidnapping space ship. But she rubs her eyes, blinking blearily around, and then realizes who it is.]

Haruka-san!

[There is a clumsy, scrambling attempt to get to her feet. Real graceful there, princess.]

[kazeninaru]

[Since Haruka is helping matters by getting to her as fast as she can, she hardly notices the lack of grace. Besides, she's used to it from her princess. What she does, though, is immediately scoop her up into a hug.

Hey, Haruka's always been fairly physically affectionate with Usagi, right? And she's so glad to see her, that she wasn't some travel-induced hallucination or trick of someone else. And that she didn't get lost.]

Usagi... you really are here.