She heard the voice and her mood soared; maybe it was something about hearing with her own two ears, in the natural sort of way, instead of through that weird plant device. "Rei-chan! Okay! I'm heading towards your voice!" It meant that Rei definitely wasn't dead, that the weird Sailor Animamate, Lead Crow, had failed, that the pain she'd felt in her chest, the last thing she could remember, was nothing more than extremely palpable relief.
Minako stopped, trying to gauge where she was in comparison to where Rei was. But a wilderness survival expert, Minako Aino was not. Was it coming from the left? From the right? Straight ahead? Oh, for the love of god, it could have been coming from directly above her, Minako thought, and she might not have realized. "I'm… working on finding your voice!" She added for good measure. She spun around again, hoping Rei would call out and she could pinpoint the sound.
Or, if she kept shouting helplessly, Rei would just find her! It would be just like Sailor Mars to take the practical solution like that.
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Minako stopped, trying to gauge where she was in comparison to where Rei was. But a wilderness survival expert, Minako Aino was not. Was it coming from the left? From the right? Straight ahead? Oh, for the love of god, it could have been coming from directly above her, Minako thought, and she might not have realized. "I'm… working on finding your voice!" She added for good measure. She spun around again, hoping Rei would call out and she could pinpoint the sound.
Or, if she kept shouting helplessly, Rei would just find her! It would be just like Sailor Mars to take the practical solution like that.