Sailor Neptune: Codename - Poseidon

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#1
Well, here’s the Michiru project I alluded to. Not sure if it’ll expand beyond a one-shot.

Spoiler: show

“Agent Poseidon... Agent Poseidon? Do you read me?“

Michiru nodded as she got on the rooftop of the estate, touching her earpiece. “Loud and clear.“ She replied. ”They even left the skylight open for me.“

“Good, then proceed with the mission as planned. They seem to be planning to use this party to gather energy. Kill their leader, Pyrite before they even get a chance.“ the Russian female voice said.

“Only one guard? This is too easy...” Michiru dropped down through the open skylight, landing directly behind the guard. Female, judging from her build, and judging by her stature, rather young and inexperienced. She slipped behind a nearby curtain, waiting for the guard to come near.

Sure enough, the guard seemed to hear her move. Just as she’d planned. The moment the guard peeked behind the curtain, Michiru was ready to strike. She dragged her behind the curtain, pinned her to the ground, and squeezed the guard’s neck between her legs. She stilled her own breathing, remaining stoic even as the guard desperately tried to pry herself loose. But trapped between Michiru’s legs, it didn’t take very long for the guard’s struggling to slow down, and then stop entirely. Michiru uncrossed her legs and got up, letting the woman fall lifelessly in place.

She got out from behind the curtain, wearing the guard’s stolen uniform. Security seemed rather low for what was supposed to be a large, high-profile gathering. That worked just fine for her. She reached into the front pocket of the guard uniform. There was a map of the estate. ”That’s Pyrite’s dressing room. No doubt this will be her first stop when she arrives...“ She said as she pointed to the corresponding room on the map.

With the guard’s uniform, no one paid her any mind, even as she walked straight towards Pyrite’s room, opening the door and letting herself in. She closed the door behind her, seeing there was a guard.

The guard looked at her for a moment. “Hey, Wait a minute... I don’t recognize you.” The guard captain, most likely appointed by Pyrite herself. “You’re not supposed to-” Michiru pulled out a silenced pistol, landing a fatal shot right between the woman’s eyes, then aimed for the mirror, causing it to break. She slumped the body in the corner of the room, under a bunch of elaborate decorations. She looked up, seeing that someone left the vent open. So that’s why there was draft in here... She leaped towards the vent, grabbing the edge and pulling herself up inside it.


“Oh, shoot, I knew I forgot something! Can’t drain energy for our great ruler without makeup!” A blonde, somewhat ditzy woman came into the room, approaching the broken mirror. “Who broke my mirror?! Ugh, bunch of idiots! Don’t you know not to break a lady’s things?!” Michiru dropped out of the vent, rushed forward, and slammed Pyrite’s face into the broken mirror. She pulled her head back, grabbed a shard of glass, and jammed it into Pyrite’s throat. She loosened her grip, letting Pyrite fall to the ground to see her, pointing a gun at Pyrite’s forehead. “Y-You...” Pyrite said, blood dripping from her mouth as she struggled to breathe. ‘Who are you?“

Michiru didn’t give a response. Only several bullets to Pyrite’s head. She tapped her earpiece. “This is Agent Poseidon. Target has been eliminated. Proceeding to the designated extraction point.” She walked out of the room, expressionless, carrying on as if nothing had happened.

By the time anyone found the bodies, she’d already made her way outside, where a limo was waiting for her. She ducked behind a bush, taking off the guard’s uniform, thankful she wore it over her normal clothes, which definitely helped them fit better. She balled up the uniform and got in the limo.

”Well done, Michiru.“ came a Russian voice from the driver’s seat. “Poor bastards probably never saw you coming.” Michiru allowed herself to smile slightly, hearing the voice of the driver. Her partner, Nika Lebedev. While Michiru did the work in the field, Nika was the one who handled things more behind the scenes as communications, weapons procurement, and even extraction. And she was one of the few people Michiru let see any emotion from her.

”You went out of your way to secure a limo with a bar, didn’t you?“ Michiru asked. She grabbed a soda can from the display and opened it. “At least they have something I can actually drink.”

Nika ran her hand through her dirty blonde hair as they came to a stop at their destination. “Your next mission will be in Japan. We’ve found who Pyrite and those others have been taking orders from...“
 
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#2
Well, here’s the Michiru project I alluded to. Not sure if it’ll expand beyond a one-shot. Michiru awakened as Sailor Neptune.

Spoiler: show

“Agent Poseidon... Agent Poseidon? Do you read me?“

Michiru nodded as she got on the rooftop of the estate, touching her earpiece. “Loud and clear.“ She replied. ”They even left the skylight open for me.“

“Good, then proceed with the mission as planned. They seem to be planning to use this party to gather energy. Kill their leader, Pyrite before they even get a chance.“ the Russian female voice said.

“Only one guard? This is too easy...” Michiru dropped down through the open skylight, landing directly behind the guard. Female, judging from her build, and judging by her stature, rather young and inexperienced. She slipped behind a nearby curtain, waiting for the guard to come near.

Sure enough, the guard seemed to hear her move. Just as she’d planned. The moment the guard peeked behind the curtain, Michiru was ready to strike. She dragged her behind the curtain, pinned her to the ground, and squeezed the guard’s neck between her legs. She stilled her own breathing, remaining stoic even as the guard desperately tried to pry herself loose. But trapped between Michiru’s legs, it didn’t take very long for the guard’s struggling to slow down, and then stop entirely. Michiru uncrossed her legs and got up, letting the woman fall lifelessly in place.

She got out from behind the curtain, wearing the guard’s stolen uniform. Security seemed rather low for what was supposed to be a large, high-profile gathering. That worked just fine for her. She reached into the front pocket of the guard uniform. There was a map of the estate. ”That’s Pyrite’s dressing room. No doubt this will be her first stop when she arrives...“ She said as she pointed to the corresponding room on the map.

With the guard’s uniform, no one paid her any mind, even as she walked straight towards Pyrite’s room, opening the door and letting herself in. She closed the door behind her, seeing there was a guard.

The guard looked at her for a moment. “Hey, Wait a minute... I don’t recognize you.” The guard captain, most likely appointed by Pyrite herself. “You’re not supposed to-” Michiru pulled out a silenced pistol, landing a fatal shot right between the woman’s eyes, then aimed for the mirror, causing it to break. She slumped the body in the corner of the room, under a bunch of elaborate decorations. She looked up, seeing that someone left the vent open. So that’s why there was draft in here... She leaped towards the vent, grabbing the edge and pulling herself up inside it.


“Oh, shoot, I knew I forgot something! Can’t drain energy for our great ruler without makeup!” A blonde, somewhat ditzy woman came into the room, approaching the broken mirror. “Who broke my mirror?! Ugh, bunch of idiots! Don’t you know not to break a lady’s things?!” Michiru dropped out of the vent, rushed forward, and slammed Pyrite’s face into the broken mirror. She pulled her head back, grabbed a shard of glass, and jammed it into Pyrite’s throat. She loosened her grip, letting Pyrite fall to the ground to see her, pointing a gun at Pyrite’s forehead. “Y-You...” Pyrite said, blood dripping from her mouth as she struggled to breathe. ‘Who are you?“

Michiru didn’t give a response. Only several bullets to Pyrite’s head. She tapped her earpiece. “This is Agent Poseidon. Target has been eliminated. Proceeding to the designated extraction point.” She walked out of the room, expressionless, carrying on as if nothing had happened.

By the time anyone found the bodies, she’d already made her way outside, where a limo was waiting for her. She ducked behind a bush, taking off the guard’s uniform, thankful she wore it over her normal clothes, which definitely helped them fit better. She balled up the uniform and got in the limo.

”Well done, Michiru.“ came a Russian voice from the driver’s seat. “Poor bastards probably never saw you coming.” Michiru allowed herself to smile slightly, hearing the voice of the driver. Her partner, Nika Lebedev. While Michiru did the work in the field, Nika was the one who handled things more behind the scenes as communications, weapons procurement, and even extraction. And she was one of the few people Michiru let see any emotion from her.

”You went out of your way to secure a limo with a bar, didn’t you?“ Michiru asked. She grabbed a soda can from the display and opened it. “At least they have something I can actually drink.”

Nika ran her hand through her dirty blonde hair as they came to a stop at their destination. “Your next mission will be in Japan. We’ve found who Pyrite and those others have been taking orders from...“
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