Chiara extends her hand, light magic extending from it and it
manifests as a copy of said hand, softly holding onto Erik's
shoulder. "You should not burden your mind with that thought.
Everyone gets their justice eventually, my child, even if the plans
of the Saint and above seem questionable at first. You should not
worry, how about you do your best to support the people?" She was
still holding Setsuna to comfort him, the light hand acting as a
helping hand for Erik. "They are probably still where you saw them.
You could either watch and reason with them without shedding blood
or go to another part of the kingdom or isle to help them out." She
looks a little upset, but not just because of the whole dilemma
with Setsuna. If she knew of more chapels and religious shrines,
she'd have guided him there... but with how much the Saint is in
trouble, the lower saint cannot risk it.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"That's a strange question. She's amazing to work with. Always
agreeable, even if you try to argue with her. She has a way of
keeping everyone around her in a docile state."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"Sounds like a dream." Lean sighs a bit, smiling. "Say, who is in
charge of planning and all in heaven? Do you all follow one grand
plan or...?" She wasn't even gathering information or anything. She
just wanted to hear how they operate... maybe incorporate some of
their working ideas into her own plans. Though then she feels a
little overbearing, so she flies a little more distant. "I...
apologize, that was not that nice of me. I'm sure you miss it." She
looks back at Yue. "... would you like to talk about Lumina some
more or would you like to wait until we are there?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Well, I could tell you more if you want. It's better to learn the
gist of the place before you step foot in it, I suppose." Yue
turned to look at Iteral. "What would you like to know about,
specifically? Tradition, routines, ecosystem?"
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN!! I, STARSCREAM, NOW LEAD THE- Oh we weren't
talking about Transformers? Well, this is embarrassing.
Lean thought for a moment, she was in Lumina before. But usually
only for trading or planning purposes, it was less of a "visit to
another country" and more "simple visit to check on processes", so
she did not know much about anything. "You know what, let's do a
little roleplay. Pretend..." She goes through her own hair a bit,
softening it up and fixing her shirt a bit. "Pretend I'm a newcomer
to Lumina, like I just arrived. What would you teach me?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Oh! Then I'd bring you to Li Li jie jie first, she's the leader
after all." He seemed excited about this. "Then wed bring you the
market place district and show you about our food and stocks. You'd
get to try out our Bean buns and Candle Tea! Lumina is a pretty
traditional place, and anyone who wants to start a new life there
can. Kindness and Order is what we strive for."
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN!! I, STARSCREAM, NOW LEAD THE- Oh we weren't
talking about Transformers? Well, this is embarrassing.
"What you describe strikes me less a kingdom and more a
tightly-knit community. It's..." It took her a second or two to
find the appropriate word. "Quite charming. But the Leader? You
mean it is not like when you arrived in Wildana, where you had to
sign with guards and me?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Yue paused, thinking back a bit. "Well yes, of course. Jie Jie
always likes to meet guests. The guards mainly focus on telling the
weather and teaching the younger ones self-defense. Ah! But we do
have dogs, well some call them lions." He clasped his hands
together. "They're the main defense of Lumina. Imperial Dogs can
see the intentions of anyone when they look into their eyes. If
their negative, they attack and either chase them away or maul them
to death."
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN!! I, STARSCREAM, NOW LEAD THE- Oh we weren't
talking about Transformers? Well, this is embarrassing.
Lean looks fascinated, if a little worried... not because she
herself has bad intentions but because... well, she doesn't know if
Lions distinguish between her and the other Iteral. Not that they
judge her on the other one's actions. But she shakes that thought
off. "Wouldn't that make us diplomats now?" She looks back at
Caspian. "Given that she would meet King Caspian and her planner?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Oh! I suppose it does! Then Li Li Jie Jie will deal with us
personally, though I'm sure she'll turn down the 'super regal
atmosphere' when I'm around." He smiled. "Jie Jie can be a bit
scary at first, being a war general and all, but she is really fun
actually! So don't be nervous around her too much, yeah?"
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN!! I, STARSCREAM, NOW LEAD THE- Oh we weren't
talking about Transformers? Well, this is embarrassing.
"Don't worry, I have had my fair share of generals as well. Both in
Wildana and in America...na." She thought back, shivering a bit. "I
still remember the smell of sardines." She groans, though then
shakes her head. "Hm, I am sure our little ruler would enjoy a more
casual atmosphere."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"As long as you don't start snowball fights with her, she'll be
civil." He giggled, thinking of a memory, and the laughter turned
into a sigh. "Well, at least I hope. Being feral wouldn't be a good
impression on you all, would it?"
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN!! I, STARSCREAM, NOW LEAD THE- Oh we weren't
talking about Transformers? Well, this is embarrassing.
"Well, Wildana has it's fair share of animalistic features and
beings. Ferality is not that uncommon." Lean thinks back at when
she first arrived there. How she lived with nothing to eat for a
week because she was not sure how exactly meat and veggies worked
in Wildana, like eating chicken next to a birdperson etc. "But I am
sure we will get along fine, we just have to play our cards right."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Caspian listened to the conversation. “Yeah, sssssssometimes people
in Wildana act up a bit, but it’sssssssss mostly all in fun.
Authoritiessssssss will step in if thingsssssss get to
serioussssss.” He looked up at the sky, taking in the view.
Azazel continued to fight, but the ground was starting to be
overrun by the guards that came out of the castle to fight off the
impressive 3-person takeover.
"Hehe, they sure do." Lean pulls Caspian a little closer, head
against her chest and ruffing his hair a bit. "You know, my King...
I never got to tell you this but... to think that, just a few
months ago, I was just a stranded human on the outer borders of
Wildana, and now your trusted planner... it is a testament to, even
in the lowest of points, there is a way up if you believe in it.
You taught your people well, my king." She smiles, feeling a little
warm even if they flew against the wind right now.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Caspian looks back at Iteral. “Aww, thanks, but I’m just doing what
you and Henry taught me.” He seemed a bit embarrassed. “And you
don’t have to call em King right now. I left Henry in charge, so
he’s the king at the moment. Just call me by my name.”
"You are too modest, my K-" Lean shuts up after hearing the
request. "Sorry, force of habit." A shy laugh came out, before she
nods. "What I was meaning to say is... thank you for the
opportunities, Caspian. I'm in your debt." She became a little
warmer from her blush, looking around to the others. "Are you
hungry yet, my K-K-Caspian?" ... good save.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Andrea sighs. These soldiers were becoming like pesky insects.
Andrea floated into the air, deciding to try a new tactic. Now,
instead of killing, she decided to weaken the soldier to make them
easier to kill. She waved her hands, causing blood to flow upwards
from the wounds of soldiers, letting the blood swirl above her.
Soon, Andrea had obtained enough blood to weaken many of the
soldiers, and strengthen herself. She “drank” the blood, narrowly
avoiding arrows being shot at her, one of which grazed her left
leg. Some of the soldiers, thanks to their animal attributes,
possessed blood that contained poison. Using her blood from the new
wound, she formed a handle, shaping the poisonous blood into
something like a whip, slashing it furiously through the wave of
soldiers. It left the soldiers with a sharp sting, the poison
further hindering their ability to fight.
Peter hissed, biting off a guard's face and regretting it after.
Definitely not civil but he was too busy to apologize. Whistling
sharply, he commanded the spider to web all the soldiers instead of
attacking them head on. The Spiders climbed over the tree, dodging
arrows and spears as they spat acid and web all over the soldiers.
Some were shot and fell to the ground, flattening any unfortunate
guards into pancakes. Peter was then pushed to the side by
Soldier's with their shields and he deflected them at his best,
noticing how he was being pushed away. A spider noticed it too, it
seemed, and started firing up a shot. "Wait, no- Not at me- Don't
shoot at me-" The Spider ignored him and launched the web,
splattering every guard in the area onto the ground. It tossed its
head back, pulling the web around them and launched them into the
side of the castle. Peter crashed through a window, groaning a bit
before sitting up. Ah, he recognized this rotten place. His old
office.
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN!! I, STARSCREAM, NOW LEAD THE- Oh we weren't
talking about Transformers? Well, this is embarrassing.
His old office was borderline recognizable. It's been some time
since Peter was taken off-duty and replaced with Iteral Aelius and
she did not only make good use of the time in the castle. The
office itself was a very clean (barring the broken glass from his
entrance) one, walls the same color as before... but everything
else was different. Bookshelves were minimized, organized, so what
was three hefty shelves of literature was downsized to one... the
desk, before a very fancy and interesting one, replaced with a
simple mahogany table, everything aligned almost to the millimeter,
carpet gone and everything with it... well, at least the couch was
replaced with a superior model. It did smell of snake scales
though.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.