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I'm Noire, sorry for not introducing myself. I'm not a royalty so don't feel bad about seeing me as... common.
You are no common person, miss Noire. Royalty does not automatically elevates you above everyone else. reassures Xander, calmly.
It is nice to meet you, Areui. I hope that we are not wasting our time, but miss Noire... and, i shall admit it, myself were curious about your wings. Are you perhaps using magic ?
Huh ?! Lord Beerus ? Do-you know him ? Wait, I mean, how did you meet him ? says Samsara, struck like thunder by the announcement, Doppio look at her now, as if she's weird now.
I t IIIIIS vERY VERY SimPLE ! Do YOOOOOOOOUUUUU KNOW the DIfFfErence bEtwennEN WHAt IS GoooDOODODODODO and EVIL ?!
"I mentioned a tournament hosted by paired universes' Gods of Destruction, did I not?"
"Lord Beerus was the captain of the enemy team, and Lord Champa, his brother, was the captain of mine."
This is pretty... ha well, he does have a playful streak. I... did encounter him. He is pretty flippant but... very powerful, extremely so. Had he decided to challenge us himself... then we would've been nothing but flies struggling against a hurricane.
But.. there are others gods of destruction ? H-how so ?
Darkling something ? I don't know. We refused but you should be careful, they mentioned like, having more than twenty people who accepted and that could be a big fat amount of troubles. One's doing it in his master's back too so it's likely to be complicated stuff.
They were in NLA but my big sister decided to be a... not nice sibling and forced me to run away. They also kind of threatened us if we stuck around so...
A more paranoid sibling of min would've attacked you for hiding. says Troa, with a smug smile
Edited by Bolded1 on Dec 28th 2018 at 12:17:21 PM
"So, Troa, what's Ain got her glorified errand girl running around for this time?" Nicole grins smugly at Troa as she approaches. "Menial labor, grunt work, maybe a delivery run? C'mon, girl, dish me dem deets!"
She winks at Neuff, as if non-verbally assuring the younger Sister that she had her back.
"Darkling? So one of Weber's Contracts? Behind his master's back?"
Pseudo looks around.
"Thank you for telling me about this. I'm going to get to the bottom of this right away."
He turns off the phone.
"Eh, I don't look down on people who aren't royalty.", Alt.Areui says. "I'm not that kinda guy."
He then gestures to Xander, looking pleased.
"See, you get it. Wish the people back at my home got that too."
He then shakes his head.
"No, I'm an angel, a... ugh, 'servant of the gods'.", he says, that quoted part spoken with some noticable disdain. "I was born with these, like birds. ... well, not born, they grew out when I was 8, but they function similarly."
"Can't say I'm surprised. And I myself never learned the distinction. Beerus is scrawny and Champa is fat, but their personalities and tempers are the same... which means they fight each other a lot. They only used a tournament setting because directly attacking each other would cause uncontrolled destruction to spread throughout both their universes like a virus."
"Oh, in that case, yes!"
"We shouldn't be going around saying stuff like that."
Wow, two universes... that's... impossibly powerful... I... well, I kinda regret that mage having him just help out from the distance because... ho wow, he'd defeat our enemies with ease.
Yeah, that was stupid of that... mage ? says Doppio, confused.
That is something that we all grew up with, unfortunately. I learnt early on that royals are not inherently superiors to those whom they govern over and I regret that your own kings and queens seemingly believe themselves to be above consequences.
A Nohrian royal has little to say in matters such as this. declares Ryoma. But I agree with your message... if I may, you seems to be displeased with your status, is it not a glorious one ? To directly transmit the messages of the gods ?
Grew out ? Hurgh... well, sorry, I'm just kind of scared by violent stuff...
Alright, wish ya luck.
She notices Nicole and smiles as she turns off the phone, Troa shrugs, displeased.
Preventing my sister from picking fights, what else ? Oh, and watching over for her;
Troa points to Revenge.
I CaME TO BELIEVE that evil is GOOOOodooooooOOOOOD and GOOOOOOoooooooOODODODO is evil ! For if we ENJOY GOOD, then wE RemAiN uNWRY of EvIL AND its CORRODING CORRODING GINIGORROC InLFUENCE !
Pseudo pushes the intercom.
"Weber, please report in the main monitor room."
As if on cue, Weber, looking the same as he always does, appears.
"I've been summoned?"
Pseudo turns to him, his eyes narrowed.
"I've just been told that apparently, someone is dealing in Darkling Contracts."
"Impossible. Only I can create Contracts."
"I'm well aware."
"Then... you're assuming I did it?"
"Why don't you tell me?"
"Heh, I'm innocent of course."
"Hm... we'll see."
He turns back to the intercom.
"Rico Jr, please report in the main monitor room."
Weber, for once, looks surprised and uncomfortable.
"What are you-"
"Tell me... I'm sure you'd lie to me if you had to, but would you lie to your master?"
Pseudo grins somewhat sinisterly.
"Hm... I guess we'll see."
"It's not really kings and queens in my case, just the Gods. They thought they were better than anyone else, and they didn't treat me well."
He flashes a grin.
"But that situation has been handled long ago."
He then shows Noire a smile.
"Oh, it's not really violent. They appear by magic, it only hurts for a few seconds, and from there on out it just feels the same as the rest of your body growing with age."
Hit shrugs and walks away. "I've told all I have to tell. Now, it's time for me to make the donuts."
With one more use of Time-Skip, he vanishes.
Haha, time to make the donuts ! He' s pretty silly for someone so serious !
By the way, how will we pay him ?
But what if it's not his currency ? And if he charges a heavy price, what are we gonna do ? It's not like Lucina can just get Chrom's money and Miriel probably isn't that rich.
No. I'm paying out on the seals but not on the hit.
W-well, we'll discover it later, right ? Maybe someone will give us money.
Samsara stares at Doppio and cracks her knuckles.
Hey, do you know where the others are at ?
Then you get a five seconds headstart for doing this without my consent ! If we can't pay him, we'll be in troubles !
You somehow acted against the gods and won ? says Ryoma, now looking much more interested, surprised, even.
Even the Almighty is not safe from hubris, it seems.
I-i'm sure that Laurent and his mom would really be interested, I'm sad that Samsara can't see your wings, d'aw...
Noire does pick up after a moment, weakly raising her thumb.
But don't be depressed by me.
Pseudo goes to sit back in his chair as Rico Jr walks in.
"Is something wrong?"
"Maybe, but maybe not.", Pseudo replies, then glances at Weber. Rico Jr, noticing this, sighs.
"Okay, what did he do?"
"Why don't you ask him?"
"Yeah, I did. ... I thought you wouldn't react so... non-negatively.", he says, looking surprised himself. "Most humans don't react to that knowledge well, since your kind takes faith in the divine really seriously."
He scratches the back of his head.
"I mean... I don't have anything to do for a little while, and I'm honestly somewhat bored. So it wouldn't be the end of the world to meet your friends, I suppose."
"Aww, look at you, lying in some half-baked attempt to salvage what little pride you've got left! It'd be hilarious if it weren't so friggin' pathetic... Oh, what the hell, I'll laugh anyway!"
Nicole snickers at Troa before putting an arm around Neuff.
"Sorry to see you got stuck babysitting this spoiled brat, Neuffie. If it helps, remember that unless she wants Ain's foot up her ass, she's pretty much all bark and zero bite."
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Dec 28th 2018 at 4:13:37 AM
I do trust in the Dusk Dragon... however, if you were to ask a religious person, perhaps they'd reply that these divinities were simply lesser;
I do put my faith in the divine but I know that the strength of our bonds will allow us to prevail in this world. declares Ryoma.
She's nice ! Really. She's helped a lot of people around the camp, like me or Mother... even when Mother acts pretty weirdly at her.
Speaking of Samsara, Doppio rushes towards the group, with Samsara running after him, somehow gaining on him quickly, looking comically angered.
S-she's still nice !
Laughing is all you can do anyway. I know better than to concern myself with the words of some back-alley hoodlum turned cop.
Neuff laughs a little and let Nicole get close to her.
It's satisfying when you tick her buttons.
Edited by Bolded1 on Dec 28th 2018 at 1:16:57 PM
"I'm telling you, I'm not making new Darklings." , Weber says.
"You keep saying that to me. How about you say that to your master?", Pseudo asks, looking at Rico Jr, who has his arms crossed, looking displeased.
"I seem to recall telling you that you can't have more than 2 Darklings. And now you apparently have 27?"
"No, that's not what's going on here!" , Weber says, sounding defensive, which is definitely suspicious.
"Alright then. Weber. Look me in the eye.", Rico Jr commands, to which Weber hesitantly obeys.
"Now tell me the truth, without looking away. Are you making new Darklings?"
"I am not, my overlord." , Weber replies.
"Then nothing is going on at all?"
Weber's sudden silence looks even more suspicious.
"Weber, what's going on?"
"I cannot say."
Rico Jr looks surprised, then angered.
"You cannot say?"
"Correct, my overlord."
"Which means that something is going on, isn't it?"
"... yes, my overlord."
"Then tell me what it is! This is an order!"
"... I cannot say."
Rico Jr looks ticked off. Pseudo, meanwhile, looks confused. Why would Weber both refuse to tell Rico Jr, but not lie about there being something to begin with?
"Well, you have interesting viewpoints for humans. I like that."
He then looks at Doppio and Samsara as they approach in their... own way. He blinks, then snickers.
"She certainly got some spunk."
Edited by DevilPsyco on Dec 28th 2018 at 1:24:37 PM
Ryoma nods, along with Xander, looking pleased.
My father, King Garon, and the court taught me well. he replies.
Ryoma's smile drops as he looks at Xander.. but nothing come of it, as Doppio hides behind them. Samsara, meanwhile, slowly speed down as she looks at Areui in surprise, looking at his wings.
H-hey, look, I found someone to talk to.
Ah.. well, pardon me for my disheveled behavior. says Samsara, humbly bowing. I am Samsara, tactician.
As Rico Jr's questioning continues without any progress, Pseudo claps once to get their attention, then sighs.
"Alright, here's how we'll do things. We have no proof that Weber is trying to make Darklings behind our backs, but he did admit that something is going on. So from now on, Weber will be accompanied by one of us at all times to keep an eye on him, until he can be proven either innocent or guilty. Is that alright to you both?"
"... Sure, I guess.", Rico Jr says. Weber silently nods.
"Good, then you may both leave for now."
The two go back to their room, and Pseudo turns back to his desk, pondering once more, like he always does.
"Hey, I don't look my best either, it's okay.", he says. "Name's Areui. I'm an angel."
Ryoma and Xander are questioning Doppio in the background, curious, while Noire stands awkwardly close to Samsara.
You are an angel ? Well, huh... your wings are rather unique.
I don't think that he likes it but... he is a messenger of the gods, too....
Really ? Well, we did have big problems involving a "god" so I understand your viewpoint. Well, at the very least, Noire and I did.
We... well we are from the same... we share weapons and tactics but not continents, is that right ?
It was well resumed, Noire.
He cleans his sunglasses with his sleeve.
"Thanks, though at home my wings weren't regarded all that well either. When I was younger, they were seen as a sign of weakness and potential bad luck. I was the only angel with black feathers at that time. Later though, more angels with black wings popped up, so they did learn that nothing's swrong with them, but by that time I was already plenty pissed with them."
He laughs a little.
"But that's all in the past. I don't let it bother me anymore. I've found other things to do with my life."
Aw, that's pretty sad... being the victim of scorn simply because you're a little different from others seems prejudiced, but I'm glad that you moved past it. she says, with a smile. Noire looks curious, meanwhile, biting her thumb a little.
If it's not rude to ask, what are you doing now ?
"'She said, clearly irked by the words of a supposed back-alley hoodlum turned cop.' Yeah, the only person you're fooling here is yourself, Troa."
Nicole smirks deviously at Troa before tousling Neuff's hair.
"Anything to improve what must've been a crappy day for ya, girl."
"Helping some people with an effective, yet risky plan.", he says. "Heh, don't worry though, it's nothing bad. But I can't give you any details. I swore an oath of secrecy to the person who came up with it."
I'm... well, I only have your word for it but we have our own troubles and I know better than to barge in situations and try to slash our way to victory.
She put her hands on her hips and nods at a fast rate.
We will need to set out to go back home, it was nice talking with you ! declares Samsara.
Troa gunts in annoyance and Neuff nods.
Well, replacement is coming so I'm going to try to make it a good day in my life.
"So it was to you.", Alt.Areui says as he starts to flap his wings and fly up again. "Maybe we'll meet again."
He then flies off.
Snickering at Troa's frustration, Nicole offers Neuff a smile.
"Any chance I could tag along for that, Neuffie? Y'know, provided you're down for a little girls' night out."
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Dec 28th 2018 at 5:10:13 AM
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