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Saturn, sitting quietly and amusing herself by singing, is quickly brought to attention by Alanna's shout. She follows Alanna, weapon appearing in her hands. The sailor-suited soldier of ruin looks around. "What is it, Trebond-san?" the dark-haired young woman asks when she catches up to the redhead.

Maybe it's what I sensed...

Alanna pants, wiping a few zombie bits off of her sword. "Zombies."

Saturn all but grins. "Fun," she replies, whirling her mostly ceremonial can opener of doom above her head. "SILENT GLAIVE SURPRISE!" A few of the zombies were sent hurtling into the air by an explosion, the ones that didn't manage to make it skyward in some modicrum of not itty bits winding up as itty bits of zombies.

"You're almost a better hand with a sword than H- er, Uranus." Saturn stabbed through a zombie, throwing it in the air. No qualms about getting her shiny uniform dirty. Nope. None at ALL.

Alanna blinked. "Oookay, I'll pretend I understood half of that." Shrugging, she turns back to the zombie chopping.

Saturn laughs. "Each of us- we're called Sailor Senshi- are named after a planet. I am named after the planet Saturn, thus, Sailor Saturn." The darker-haired swipes upward. "The outer four- Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, and myself, all have some kind of weapon, summoned from their soul. Uranus has a sword."

Saturn brings her glaive down, slightly, not enough to blow up the whole bleeding -world-, but enough to blow up sommore zombies.

"...I am -SO- incredibly glad that our uniforms are clean every time we transform," Saturn muttered in Japanese. Really. Otherwise, the outfit would be so far beyond repair it isn't remotley amusing.

"Oookay. Can you kill zombies?"

((ooc: Invite me back to the room?))

"Am I not blowing them into satisfyingly miniscule bits?" Saturn replies, decapitating one easily. "I think I am."

Ka-blam, and all that. "Still, I wish a few of my friends from Japan were here. Especially Mars and Jupiter. They'd have these things cooked."

Saturn yelps as a zombie gets a bit TOO close. "SILENT WALL!!" A bubble-like, protective dome of energy formed over the soldier of ruin, who hissed under her breath in Japanese.

Alanna grunted. "I think I prefer little pieces, because these things stink! And nice save." Alanna swings her sword in an arc and dicapitates two approaching zombies.

Saturn smirks, bringing her glaive down again, exploding more of the horde. "I wonder where Kinomoto-san is," she mutters. "I hope she'll be okay."

"It doesn't look like they're letting up. I think I could pull off another Wall and get us to someplace easier to defend ourselves in," she mutters. She's uncomfortable with swinging her glaive down.

Well, this won't do.

A bright flash of purple light gets rid of five zombies nearby.

Alanna blinked at her sword. "...keen."

Saturn stares at the sword. "That's useful," she replies. She whips her weapon around once more, decapitating two zombies. She then brings the Silence Glaive down- enough to create a fairly huge explosion among the zombie ranks. Bright, too.

"...I smell roasted zombie. And it's disgusting."

Alanna grunts and concentartes on decapitating zombies and figuring out a way to get her sword to do the flashy thing again.

Saturn continues to blow up groups of zombies, dismembering one that got too close. The Soldier of Ruin curled her hands more tightly around her weapon. "Let's rephrase this: Bringing my weapon down all the way is very very bad. I am quickly running out of the required control to make groups of zombies go boom without making the WORLD go boom as a result."

She was playing with the Aggie's bonfire, and was about to trip into the damn thing. While lit. And get third degree burns.

Therefore, she needed out.

"Well then, can you just go for the simple slice and dice method?" Alanna happily demonstrates.

Saturn nods. "True," she replies, feeling about as blonde as, well... the blondes. Minako and Usagi. She shakes her head, slashing and hacking with a sort of angry energy that was usually foregin to her.

Of course, usually she hadn't JUST been re-posessed by Mistress 9. The small soldier of ruin was projecting the woman's face on the zombies, and, thus, killing them with all sorts of shiny hatred.

"Hack-a-dicing it is." Alanna peered at her sword, wishing it would do the light trick again.

Saturn snickered, slashing upwards. "This reminds me of Nehelenia and her Mirror Parodies... I honestly don't see an end for these in sight." She sighed- it would be SO MUCH EASIER if the other sailor senshi were here. But they weren't, so...

KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Saturn blinked a little as the world righted itself. "Okay. Note to self... REALLY BIG explosions are a VERY BAD IDEA."

Alanna twirled around a bit. "DON'T do that again!"

"NO SHIT!" Saturn replied, giggling nervously as she cut her way through more undead.

Mistress 9's hair would be USEFUL in this situation... Saturn found herself thinking. She shook her head. "Bad idea," she muttered under her breath.

Alanna sighed and went back to the zombie hacking. "I think they're letting up."

"I HOPE so. Otherwise I'll be forced to blow them into bits again. I REALLY don't like the smell of roasted zombie. I doubt that'll come off of me in one wash." Saturn made a face. "Even if I do change forms." Saturn narrows her eyes, whacking a zombie's head off with the butt of her glaive.

"At least I don't have to worry about proctecting Serenity-hime," she mutters under her breath. "EITHER of them." Or anyone equally useless except in some situations- Mercury came to mind. Her brain and weak powers weren't suited to battle on a grand scale.

Alanna sighed and didn't even try to decode what she just heard. "I see about ten more."

Saturn grins. "Yours or mine?" Somewhere, somehow, Michiru and Setsuna were probably bemoanind Haruka's hand in Hotaru's upbringing. Especially dealing with fighting. The tomboy had probably given Saturn a like of BIG, SHINY EXPLODY THINGS. Of course, that could have also been Saturn's realm of influence manifesting itself. Regardless, that three-word line was so Uranus it wasn't funny.

"Take the five on the left, I got the right." Alanna pauses for a second. "Just don't blow us up."

Saturn laughs. "I'll try," she replies.

She is, of course, feeling it. And she'll probably be incapable of doing much more afterward- even the ginsuishou would have trouble with THIS, Saturn rationalizes. Regardless, the small Asian girl with the big can opener from hell set it firmly in her mind that she would RE-KILL these undead.

"SILENCE GLAIVE SURPRISE! Yet another explosion. Drastically smaller, but still enough to toast about two and a half zombies.

Alanna makes sure the bright flash of light doesn't hit and skewers a few more zombies. "Almost there..."

Saturn nods, lopping off the half-zombie's head for good measure. "Two of mine left!" she announces, falsley bright and energetic. She makes sure her next one is cut to bitty pieces, her grip shaking.

"Ichi!!" With that demented yell, Saturn throws the weapon at the last zombie remaining to her. What her big, shiny can opener lacks in aerodynaics and aim, it makes up for with the sheer SIZE of the blade, effectivley embedding itself in the zombie. "Si...Silence GLAIVE SURPRISE!" Another miniscule explosion, possibly the smallest yet. That just blows the damn thing's head off.

With that... graceful finishing move, Saturn sinks to the ground, sitting. She mutters in Japanese before fainting, form reverting to civillian.