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Though Sailor Tempesti’s fuku was better than many when facing the summer’s heat, nightfall still brought welcome relief from the blazing light of day. Soft evening breezes wafted around bare legs protected from any hungry mosquitos by the generous application of some bug spray. She hadn’t seen any yet, but she’d rather be prepared than not.

At the sensation of another Order energy signature, the young woman glanced around until her gaze landed on a familiar deep space senshi. It had been a while since she’d seen Sailor Vizi, so it was particularly nice to encounter a friendly face. With a wave and a warm smile, she strode over, “Vizi! How’s your night going?”

Arranging her skirts, Tempesti took a seat beside Vizi, his pensiveness not lost on her as she examined his expression. With everything even the natives of Earth had to contend with, she couldn’t claim that it was surprising to find the deep space senshi lost in thought.

“My night is going well, certainly no complaints.” She tilted her head slightly, curious about what was actually weighing on him. “What’s on your mind? If you don’t mind me asking, I mean. If you want to tell me. Maybe I could help.” She smiled earnestly as she spoke, hoping that her offer would be a welcome one.