- ForgottenMercySeasoned Member
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Mon Jun 28, 2021 3:31 am
Santa had just about booted up the machine when Algos, regrettably, spoke up. A look of confusion on her face as she tilted her head. Wait what? She watched as the woman got up, and she frantically started trying to bring stuff together! Unplugging the machine, she promptly snatched the PS68 from where it was plugged into the television and attempted to stride after Algos, acking softly as she sortof tripped over the chords a little, stumbling a bit. She fell behind just a little, peeling off the chords that were unnecessary. URGH! Enemies?! Had she picked the wrong place to go? She furrowed her brows, worry on her face as she finally caught u with Algos, the playstation in arms as she paused, looking rapidly between the two.
Of course, if this Charlotte person had any sort of sensory ability, they would feel.....smothered. Not necessarily by power, that would come from Algos. But more ....crowded. She'd sense Santa.... and then another santa. And dozens of Santa. The entire area around them would feel as if Santa were there simultanious to where she physically seemed to be. On any sort of spiritual radar, the entire screen would likely be filled to it's entirety with the arrancar's reiatsu signatures. Which, thankfully, were being kept in check.
She felt obligated to introduce herself, to say hello. But as stupid as she was, hearing Algos speak so respectfully, and having talk in regards to what seemed like diplomatic matters, had her staying her tongue for the moment. Having no incredible powers, she still had on her black booty shorts and 'I'm a Slut for Geology' t-shirt. Were it not for the hollow hole going straight through her forehead and her short little antlers, she might have been mistaken for a human.
She gave a sheepish smile and wave to ......whatever this was. Her pesquisa didnt really pick up anything familiar. "Hi, I like your outfit." She greeted, doing what she felt would most smooth things over by giving a compliment. Surely this woman wouldn't shoot someone who liked her outfit.
- RawkGod of Love
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Mon Jun 28, 2021 3:56 am
In theory, Ahura Mazda could have arrived on the scene the moment that he heard the Princess of demonkind had arrived on the Earth. However, such word did not even reach his ears at first. It might have, in theory, but there were rather few who even knew the proper method in which to reach him.
In fact, it is rather likely that Mazda would not have arrived at all, were it not for the prodding by Shirohime. Her words, unlike those of many others, were always of the utmost importance to Mazda. It took only a single mention of an intruder into this realm who had brought it great harm, and he needed hear no more from the beautiful White Witch; Mazda departed from the City of Lights in only a fraction of a moment, and arrived in the Grand Canyon in the twinkling of an eye, no grandiose spectacle accompanying it. It was simply as if he had always been there.
"Warmest thanks for making way for my arrival, Miss Leonhardt. Your service is noted, and the the Ahura Mazda looks fondly upon you this day."
Despite his generally pleasant demeanor toward Charlotte, and the air of benevolence which he cultivated as a creature of divine standing, it was immediately clear to anyone with even the faintest spiritual awareness that Mazda was something thoroughly unlike any other. His spiritual power carried with it intrinsic authority, as though the world around him were subject to his whims.
Of course, that was because this was very much the case.
"Let it be known, Algos Asthavon, that the nature of the world is such that your presence will not be tolerated here for even one moment. Those of your kind who now live in peace in this world will be kept under the protective eye of the Vandenreich, and under my own gaze as the Sun above. They are the people of Earth, who have abandoned a life serving needless chaos and wanton hedonistic drive. These demons are paragons of your kind, I think."
It was difficult to discern, frankly, what his tone even was as Mazda spoke. Condescending, yes, but not in any manner which suggested it was specifically toward Algos. This was simply the sense of grandiosity and self-worth with which Mazda carried himself.
"What good does treaty with the most vile of creatures do for good and honest people such as them? They will not be yoked to even a single word which benefits you."
- SageLord of the Understream
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