<strong>Name:</strong>Nakamura Seiichi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tokyo<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mr. Unbeatable Supervillain, also whoever else is present<br/><hr/><br/>It had seemed somewhat less than heroic, in Seiichi's mind, to use his powers to cram for tests, even if the cats seemed to think it wasn't really cheating.  (Admittedly, he had plenty of other unfair advantages, but magic seemed like something else again.)  But then it didn't really matter, because he wasn't about to have much time to enjoy the benefits.<br/><br/>The lack of classes did leave him with plenty of time to study, conduct his own (mostly fruitless) research, and generally freak out at the realization that the city was halfway to martial law already.<br/><br/>He'd never really<em>wanted</em>to be a hero, outside of the childish fantasies that pretty much every guy entertained at one point or another.  He had enough to do already.  But...he flinched as the city streets practically exploded outside.  Staying at home and trying to ignore this mess wasn't going to keep him much safer than dealing with it.<br/><br/>Even if he hardly needed a cat to tell him it was a trap.<br/><br/>Ten minutes later, the Mercury Knight stalked out of a nearby alley, bow in hand, and staring at the robed figure through his goggles.  "You called?" he deadpanned, trying to sound braver than he felt.  Aside from the fact that this guy looked a little tougher than a zombie...well, the only other person around was apparently Sailor Moon, and the less said there the better.  He repressed a sigh, and quickly returned his gaze to the evil sorcerer, trying to assess the man.<br/><br/><em>According to my calculations...this is gonna suck.</em>