A brilliant silver light shines in front of her – she's exhausted – it isn't doing much, possibly not anything at all –

And then Tuxedo Bow wordlessly places her hands over Sailor Moon's, and the light blossoms out, gold and silver shining, enough to eliminate all shadows from the room. 

"Mercury Power!" And she places her hands over theirs.

"This is stupid..." Sailor U mumbles, before stepping in and wrapping her own hands around Sailor Moon's wrists. "Guardian of the Winds, God of the Sky – lift them up! Become the wind under their wings!" And even more power pours in, as it flows through Sailor Moon's hands drawing with it a reserve of energy she didn't know she had. 

Sailor V alone hangs back, arms crossed and expression shuttered. She's watching the monsters carefully. 

A rod forms in Sailor Moon's hands, crowned with a crescent moon that glows gold and silver and blue –

And, somehow, Sailor Moon knows what to say next. 

"Planet Healing Escalation!"

Light bursts out from her, converging on the quiescent gem in Ail's hand. An answering light builds in it, then releases with a blinding flash.

Ail and An pull back with a startled cry, and a woman emerges from the light. Her skin's green like Ail and An's, but she has long flowing brown hair with leaf-green highlights. Her brown and green collar resembles that of a serafuku, but instead of the white leotard and colored skirt that Earth's Sailor Guardians wear, she has a tight brown bodice with numerous cutouts, brown tights with a lace pattern, and a long flowing green skirt that's open at the front. She blinks as the light fades, her hands flying to her mouth – 

Sailor Moon, meanwhile, is incredibly dizzy. 

Looks like it's Mercury's turn to catch her.

She won, though. That's satisfying.

Mercury isn't the one whose arms wrap around her, though. Strong arms catch her, Sailor U stepping in seamlessly as Sailor Moon's knees buckle. "Reckless," she murmurs, but there's fondness in her tone. She cradles Sailor Moon to her chest, gently lifting her into a bridal carry; she smells like spring's first wind. 

Oh, that's a nice smell. She musters the energy for a smirk. "But it worked."

Then, triumphantly, she passes out.

She wakes up in her own bed and her usual clothes, her mouth dry and her joints sore, some time later. 

Hngh. Ow.

This morning sucks more than usual

A hand brushes her hair away from her forehead. "Do you need any water, Erika-kun?" Shinju asks, softly.

We interrupt this hngh to bring you hkk!

"Sh-Shinju-senpai!" Her voice comes out as a strangled whisper.

"You sound hoarse... Here, I'll help you sit up."

"I can-" cough. "I can get it." She levers herself up with her elbows.

"Alright..." She offers a glass of water, then: "Luna, could you let Ami-san know that Erika-kun is awake, please?"

Sigh. "Will do."

She takes a drink of water so she doesn't have to think about any of Shinju being in her bedroom, talking to Luna, or Luna talking back.

Shinju sits quietly beside her, but then, once Luna steps out: "Erika-kun... Sailor Moon. There's something I need to tell you."

Uh oh. Is she getting kicked off the archery team because she's magical. Is Shinju angry that she didn't tell her earlier she was Sailor Moon. Is Shinju ideologically opposed to girls who wear serafuku. Is Shinju embarrassed by the way she fainted and now no longer wants to associate with her. It was nice being alive while it lasted.

"What is it, senpai?"

"I'm Tuxedo Mask."

Wait what.

"...Didn't you say you like Tuxedo Bow better?"