Well, I'm getting closer to closing out October:

Meiou Setsuna finished buttoning her blouse jacket, smoothing the
non-existent wrinkles away, frowning in disgust. She wanted nothing better
at that moment than to burn the entire outfit. From the flats on her feet,
to the undergarments beneath the fabric; just throw it all in a pile and
set it aflame.

This coming from a girl who runs around in a fuku. Riiiight. :)

It was a guilty fantasy, and one that she thirsted for on this day more
than any other day. It was because of the stains on the cloth, stains that
would never be removed,

Why do I picture her shouting 'Out damn spot! Out!" :)

not that she would have made the effort to try and

effect their removal. No, she wouldn't life

lift

The wind was crisped and chilled, just as it had been everyday

every day

 for the

past week. It raked cold fingers across her bare legs, making her suppress
a shudder. She didn't have to wear the skirt today,

she could have gone out lacking any undergarments as well, but it would have
attracted too much attention.

but she had decided to

trust the weather man.

Fool. They can't even get the weather 24 hours in advance correct.

Still, she enjoyed the delicate flowers, for herself if no one else. She
kept a bundle or so

'bundle or so' sounds awkward. I'd reword that somehow.

in a small vase in her apartment, as her mother did.

Taking care of them was a bit of a chore, but nothing she couldn't handle.
Makoto remained kneeling, letting her mind drift on notions.  Perhaps her
parents would be proud of her now?

Don't think it's really in the form of a question there. If so I'd change
it.

 Their little tomboy, a responsible,

teenage girl living on her own, taking care of if not all, then a great
majority of anything that came her way. Not only that, but being a savior
of the world as well. She idly wondered what sort of reaction her parents
would have had to her being one of the Sailor Senshi, if

drop the comma

Her uncle had kept watch over her as best he could, but his style of
living was solely designed for a bachelor, and it left him little time to
console the child outside of making funeral arrangements and balancing on
his job. In the end, she had just stopped crying, but stayed angry

instead.

Independence seemed the track to take, and she had took it.

had taken

It might have made things easier, and at one time, that was indeed what
she had wanted. She thought further about that time, hoping

hopping

There were times though..." She blushed suddenly. "We don't get to talk

too

often, do we? Like this?"
"Not... really. Duty keeps me very busy." Her look became more serious,
as if reminding herself of something. "It is good for the spirit to

indulge

every once in a while, though."

True

"Did..." Makoto trailed off, not really sure how to address the rising
awkward feeling of curiosity in her chest. "Do you think you could tell me
about them?"

Setsuna: Well, the sex with them was really good. You should have seen this
trick with a ping-pong ball your mother could--"

Makoto: On second thought, I don't want to know.

be majority beneficial to everyone that it could. This was the greatest
blessing, and the most horrible curse.

Hmm. I think I know what this is leading up to. interesting concept if it
is.

To that end, Setsuna had never really figured out just why, but she had
allowed the woman in her heart, and they did grow to be friends. She left
the caf� that day feeling not so alone, or put upon. Indulging herself
against her better judgment of remaining stoic and uninvolved in such
matters, she befriended and learned to trust them both. She was there on
the day that the girl sitting before her, little Kino Makoto, came into

the

world.

Interesting.

As to what brought this on, I've wondered just how much of what Pluto does
is written in stone. And to a more selfish note, I believe I've grown too
accustom to seeing a heartless Sailor Pluto, always doing things for the
sake of a future it seems she really doesn't believe in. After a better
look into the anime itself, this brainstorm came on in the middle of

class.

it took several different directions, but I'm pleased with the final
result, which focuses on a possible take of her duty to Serenity and her
people.
Anyway, not a major work, but lemme know what you think. Back to the hack
I go.

Interesting look. Nice character insight into Pluto's mind. Story flowed
well. Not much more I can think of saying

D.B. Sommer

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