Stargaze stood there, a scowl on her face as she waited to hear a certain sound. The hot bullets from her enemy's gun hitting everything around her as she hid in cover. Stargaze had grabbed her Matter Manipulator, and clutched the sword in her left hand. The Protectorate Academy had trained her on all weapons, but she greatly favored the sword for a number of reasons. The pendant she wore, a reminder of her brother and her people, rocked back and forth as she waited. She felt the strength of her people fill her with courage.

As usual, her enemy mocked her for her choice of underwear, though it was not really a choice. "Damn crash," she thought to herself, knowing well how silly she looked with a diaper on. She's always known since she was a filly, but she tried her best to hide it during her training. It's unfortunate she had to improvise her skirt when her old clothes were lost to Earth's destruction, leaving her with the clothes she wore that day, which also sadly got destroyed soon after, (though in a more messy way than she would've liked.) Since then, she's had to wear the short skirt that barely hides her absorbent pants, but right now, that didn't matter. She just needed to wait.

*click click*

There it was. She took the opportunity and charged towards her enemy, sword clutched, and ready to strike as they tried to reload.