Time to get busy! Wake up! (Tekuma, open)

"Nope, time to get outta bed! We still need to cover basis of matters concerning..."

Alaistair paused, looking towards the tapping at a window. The grey majin girl from that meeting with Etoru's friend, Vennel, Plato, and that cloaked guy? What the hell was she doing here, and how was she wearing all those clothes in this nasty weather? Alaistair was still contemplating what was going on when Tekuma shrieked and sent a barrage of knives at her instinctively, missing horribly in the process but still shattering the window.

By the time he realized what happened, Tekuma had bumped into him in her nightgown, and Alaistair catching her and muttering slowly, "That was one of Vennel's acquaintances on this planet... Get dressed, baby horns!"

The Devil didn't like that it had to be a Majin of all things, but this was still an ally of the future queen of the SSE! Having her be stabbed, or even attacked by the girl he was basically going to be taking care of was not going to be something Alaistair would be fond of. He opened up the shattered sliding window, out of impulse, and held out his hand to welcome her into the room, as he apologized, "We are SO SORRY about that! We rarely see anyone flying up here. Please, come in and I'll get you some... Tea?"

He was really trying to apologize, but he was admittedly having difficulty restraining himself. He didn't like Majins one bit, especially after the chaos that bastard Komoto caused in the Western Capital back on Earth, while he, Reikiko, Cipher, and others were at the Reikiko Games! Not to mention the many memories he gained from souls in HFIL he shared power with, prior to his first escape, of Majins going berserk, killing and eating people out of their desire to absorb individuals stronger than them. That and his master's stories of the original Majin when he was a kaishin, though his memories of that were ambiguous at best nowadays.

(Majin Kaza)

It was another day on Konats, and her plans were coming to fruition not long from now. But most importantly, she’d been able to really feel the fruits of her training. But it still was far from enough for her. Vennel had felt and seen power levels that put hers to shame, and it still ate away at her. Sure, she’d only just gotten back to training, but she felt like she’d done so much, and in the end it wasn’t going to amount to anything.

So that was why today, she’d make the trip downstairs to the training hall that Alaistair had set up in his loft. As she boarded the elevator, she passed a few of the servants who worked here for the devil. Upon noticing the saiyan, they nodded, and she’d reply in turn, never having really learned who any of them were. It was all the same, to her however, as they didn’t much care that she never stopped to talk with any of them. Her elevator car began it’s short descent towards the ground floor, before opening up with a bright ding.

No sooner, though, had the warrior stepped out of the car when she heard a distance CRASH come from upstairs. As soon as she heard it, she went to her scouter as it started rolling by large numbers that were high above her current location.

Damn, is someone attacking Alaistair? Or worse, is he attacking someone else?

It seemed that she wasn’t the only one concerned about the noise or sudden outbursts of energy. Much of Alaistair’s staff seemed to have stopped what they were doing, and some even craning their heads outside to get a better look. Venne knew that, based on the energy readings she was getting, Al was likely going to be okay, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she ran out the front door. Looking up into the sky she saw what looked to be- yep, that was her alright. Kaza. She was wearing some peculiar clothing, but there weren’t many effeminate, periwinkle majin on Konats, much less in the galaxy.

Kicking off the ground, the warrior rose into the sky at a quickened pace. Only moments later, did things start to make more sense and seemingly click into place. Kaza, of course, was wearing some sort of alien attire, where as Alaistair was in the room on the top floor with, Tekuma? So the devil had found the girl after all. What’s more, they were sharing a room together? Sure, Vennel could have misread the situation, but she knew Al was quite a playboy, so it wouldn’t surprise her.

“Kaza, Alaistair, Tekuma….. I see you’ve all met eachother?”

Vennel shot Kaza a glare, as if to say “what the hell have you done now?!” The majin was a card carrying member of the Saiyan Solar Empire, a faction in which she was still technically a member of, and wanted to return to, and if Kaza could ruin everything if she’d been attacking buildings here in Ocariin city. It hadn’t even occurred to Vennel that the one who’d done the damage was actually Tekuma, seeing as the warrior had yet to see Tekuma do anything aside from argue with Plato, and make dirty water.

“I hope my friend here hasn’t done anything too egregious, Alaistair?”

Her eyes turned to her host with a placatingly sheepish look. He’d been kind enough to let her stay, and offer his facilities and services to her, in addition to paying her well. So at the very least, she wanted to make sure he wasn’t irritated by her comrades interruption. Though, he did seem to be in a decent enough mood.

[Tekuma Mayakon ]

Kaza came in through the window, showing signs of irritability as she took Alaistair's hand. She was open to that offer of tea, which allowed Alaistair the chance to some sense there. Kaza posed the question about who Tekuma was to Alaistair, of which he stated in a berating tone, "She's a young lady that needs to not sleep until 6 is what she is! I'm more like her u-"

Vennel came barging into the room, checking to see what the commotion was and saw it'd been Kaza! Alaistair was having some difficulty recalling the Majin girl's name, which had been admittedly been making him a bit irritable utop of having been out in the nasty, sandy winds today! Meanwhile, Tekuma had seemed to recognize what was in the room and, like a kid in a toy store, started looking at some of the items, one in hand as she asked about the collection.

He rubbed his temples with the knucks on his fingers, breathing in deeply, before point to each with person, in the order of Kaza, Tekuma, and lastly Vennel, clearly irritated but was also trying to keep his voice low and calm, "Uncle and niece, not girlfriend! Not my collection, but go to town baby horns, and the pudgeball here startled her over there, which led to that expensive window getting busted open..."

Alaistair gasped out, walking over to the bed and flopping his back onto it, feeling his spine shift, which led to Alaistair gasping again painfully! He held up a visible hand with an index finger up, stating aloud, "Long day today! Story in a moment. First, getting some lavender sent up here. Do you guys want anything to go with it? Milk, sugar, honey? Gonna call up the kitchen from the scouter."

(Majin Kaza)

What she thought was going to be a simple day of training in preparation for the lunar cycle lead to one of the strangest conversations she’d had yet. Well, it was less a conversation, and more a confrontation. It seemed that Tekuma had not paid Vennel much notice, to which her eyebrow quirked up. The girl was surely not such an airhead as to be blatantly oblivious to-

Or… maybe she is…

Her thoughts quickly turned to the subject of Tekuma’s apparent inability to pay attention to people as she noticed some sort of gadget that was in the room. At any rate, at least Alaistair was able to explain what was going on, though he was terse, and seemed to be in a bit of a mood. He offered them “tea,” however, the dirty water beverage that Tekuma had first offered her when they were in the desert. She shook her head in reply, instead trying to process that Alaistair was claiming he was her uncle? Since when did he have siblings? I mean, it made sense, Vennel probably had some siblings and extended family running around the galaxy, or maybe they were dead. But her culture never focused that much on family ties, so the concept was strange to her, though they weren’t so foreign she couldn’t understand it.

“Just be careful with that. If I recall correctly, breeding with blood relatives tends to lead to genetic defects.”

Though, it should be mentioned she wasn’t aware of the usual taboo that circulated with incest. Just knowing that it happened some times within her own people. Population sizes as small as they were, and how unfamiliar you end up being with who your relatives are, can lead to some very confusing mornings-after.

Though, from the sounds of things, Kaza had her role in this fiasco, just as much as Tekuma did. If not more so Tekuma. Which, seemed a bit on par for the course. After all, Tekuma sort of seemed to be acting like a child here. But on the same point, Kaza was basically a child as well. Still, Vennel decided it would be best to just swallow her pride here and apologize. She needed Alaistair as an ally. So she needed to be sure

“Sorry about this, Al. She uh, is getting restless. Hopefully I’ll have her out of your hair here before too long. Got an idea.”

Meanwhile, Kaza was telling her about how Tekuma threw knives at her. It was a bit unreasonable, if everything Vennel had heard was to be believed.

“Well, just… use the front door next time, will ya?”

But she noticed something about Alaistair that she hadn’t before. He was visibly in pain for some reason. Did he get injured training or something?

“So what’s the matter? You seem to be in pain.”

[Tekuma Mayakon ]

Alaistair listened intently to them, a rather uncomfortable and intensely wrong thought being implied by Vennel! He groaned, clearing the air, "That's disgusting and I think you and I both know that wouldn't be a matter, Vennel!"

Tekuma overheard the comment, too, it seemed, to which Alaistair asked her as fast as he could before she left the room, "Can you be near by so we can get to- And she's already gone downstairs... Ok."

Alaistair let his arms stretch out far as they could to the opposite ends of the large bed, staring a bit blankly into the ceiling. Vennel asked him if he was alright, thinking he'd been in pain. Meanwhile Kaza asked for both sugar and honey.

"Ah... Just came back from the Desert, meeting with a few people who're camped out there," he explained, tilting his head towards Vennel's general location to attempt looking at her, "Was pretty tired to begin with, not exactly sleeping right to get this business covered with those people, and wanted to get Tekuma there some work, too, but... You know."

He slouched his head back to a relaxed position, as he peered into the ceiling. A lazy tap on his scouter was made, directing him to a channel to one of the Arthus disguised duplicates! He asked them, "Hey Fahran, can you bring up a pot of lavender tea, 4 tea cups and both sugar and honey on a tray?"

The voice on the other end agreed in a spunky attitude, letting him know it'd be a few minutes to bring it up there! Alaistair thanked them, turning the channel off as he rolled to his side, balancing his head upon his hand and bending a knee upwards with his other leg straight. He greeted them with a laxed smile and gaze, requesting them, "Do stay awhile, since you're here! I'd like to chat with you both, since you've both arrived here. In regards to, for instance, how your stay on this sandy rock has been?"

(Majin Kaza)

It seemed to be a record time that Tekuma seemed to scamper off. The last time Vennel had met the girl, she ran away not long after Alaistair and Plato began to duke it out. And now she was checking up on what appeared to be Kaza’s curiosity getting the better of her, and now Tekuma was running away again. Her teeth grit at the sight of the girl vanishing, her fist tightened before calming herself.

Good to know petulant childishness never went out of fashion.

Returning, however, then back to the two people who were actually acting their age, she shrugged in response to Alaistair’s comment that she “knew” that wasn’t his intention. She honestly wouldn’t put it past the man, as many women as he seemed to interact with. It was nothing to be ashamed of. But all the same, to each their own.

But he seemed to also need to chat with both herself and Kaza, so that made for an interesting development. The warrior sauntered in a manner befitting her pride as she took a seat on one of the couches that made up the well furnished penthouse and began to relax as she looked at Kaza’s comical reactions to the developments that seemed to be one after another. In all honesty, it was somewhat comical. Sure, she was acting like a child to some degree, but she had the saiyan’s respect, because she didn’t just run off the second she felt the slightest bit uncomfortable.

“I suppose you’d tell us next how sand is rough, and coarse, and it gets everywhere, yeah?”

Snickering, Vennel kicked her legs up onto a conveniently placed ottoman, tilting her head back. The ceiling was actually probably the most normal part about this room. She half expected it to have some sort of grand fresco painted on it. But for once, she was almost pleased to find a bit of normalcy in the room’s decor. It sort of reminded her that Alaistair may have a flair for showing off, or having nice things, but even his ceilings weren’t different than the rest of the common folk in the galaxy.

“So, what is it you wanted to talk about, Al? I suppose it has to do with our agreement?”

As she finished speaking, she lifted her head back up and looked over toward the devil as he reclined on his bed. She wondered what he had to say about it, and if Kaza was allowed into such a discussion, she wondered just what his plans were concerning her.

[Tekuma Mayakon ]