A date with a Lady? A devious development! (Denim)

Thread Power Level: 79,942 PL, Ki Suppression Active, Power Level Set to 10,000 PL, Ino's Power Level: 5000 PL

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It wasn't hard to find Alaistair's 'Cherry Valley Loft' simply because Denim and her group had been staying outside it since earlier in the day. They had no ship to go back to anymore (that had disappeared some time after she died so because of this insurers had insured loss) thus living near here was the best she could do on this dusty rock. There was a glistening city in the distance and for a few hours after her talks with Alaistair and Plato she sent her three minions Onee, Ino, and Aki to grab supplies. Food, water, some blankets, and of course the all important dresses they were going to be wearing tonight.

After doing this she spoke with Plaid and had him relinquish his ring to her so she could re-fit it and also gave him explicit instructions to stay around their new camp site four hundred yards from Alaistair's ship and guard it. She'd take the rings with her and give them to the middle sister Ino and invite her to come with her to tonight's meal. Denim would then "suit up", as she called it, and step towards black walnut building of wood that towered five stories above her head. There was a lit sign attached to the archway and a picture of red and green cherry fields to bring out the building's name. She could hear music coming from inside too and despite never having heard Alaistair play thought it was good for whoever it was that was playing.

She finally took a step inside and in better lighting revealed that she was wearing a floor-length, dark blue dress with spaghetti straps that had cuts long cuts in them along the thighs that revealed them quite clearly to onlookers. She also had both ruby rings on her right hand's index and ring finger. Ino came with her and wore a similar dress except it was red and she had no rings on her hand. Her appearance wasn't important though since she was only to watch the transpiring events from the establishment's entrance. Denim waltzed past the attendants Alaistair had set up in their tuxedos and smiled at them. If they looked closely they'd see she was wearing three-inch heels that were made from clear glass. All expenses she still had, of course, going to this dinner party.

It wasn't hard to miss the red skinned demon as she waltzed past his lackies and found him waiting for her right next to entry way in a black suit with a red tie. "I didn't have to travel far..." Denim commented upon her approach towards him, "I'm sorry I'm late but I wanted to get changed first." Denim hoped this would get his attention she didn't have her power level turned all the way up but clearly he did. She could feel it from a good way away, which is how she found the place. He'd clearly see the blue demon Ino with her by the door in dress apparel too if he looked.

"It's all right, I suppose I'm not a Ms. and really a Mrs. now thanks to my declared intentions before," Denim stated letting her hands rest in front just above her waist. She smiled at him and secretly wished she hadn't said anything on that when he contacted her before. Not only had it been a bit embarrassing but she wasn't sure she was ready for marriage fully yet despite all that happened.

She let this hang in the back of her mind as he vanished yet invited her in by reappearing near an opening door with an elder demon holding next to him holding menus. This demon spoke of the food to be served which caused her to lick her lips with satisfaction. She normally wasn't like this when it came to food but when she had been dead a month or more the food down in Hell just wasn't the same as in the Living World.

She could see Ino step up next to her as Alaistair held out his hand and witnessed the blue skinned girl's cheeks turn purple. That was kind of odd since in a human it hinted at definite suffocation occurring but for Ino she seemed fine as she took his hand. Denim could clearly see that she might have a liking towards the man causing Denim to also grasp his hand swiftly. The reason being that before her faulty words earlier she had planned to: have Alaistair kill Plaid, use Alaistair to revive her future daughter, and from this gain favor with him by making future Silk a tool for his conquest.

Sadly, her efforts were befuddled even initially when she tried to use the young half Saiyan for her own goals. She'd failed to conquer Konats and as a result both died and she was in dire need of monetary funding for it. The reason being her assests had been wasted to regain her husband's trust and force the ogre girl she was with to work with her along with her sisters. She could have killed her without any effort but giving people money was always the nicer gesture. Alaistair certainly wouldn't want this. He already had money if he could afford this entire building and its and from the sounds of it his power was astounding so having her around made her more like his lackey. It wasn't something she wanted to be permanent but with Plato in the mix vying for his help she knew it could be possibly she'd be nothing more to him then hired help or rather free help as it were. She would let him lead her to any table he had set up in the place as the music played over head and wait for her to be seated by him as was customary at these dinner events.

"I'm sorry..." Denim stated placing her hands in her lap, "I, well, I don't want her to get overly romantic annd have the wrong ideas. You said you were like 900,000 or 1,000,000 years old?" Denim smirked as she guided them inside to a table. Denim blushed and so did Ino. Ino didn't like her new boss telling her what to do since this gentleman to her had been handsome up until she revealed his real age right then. Denim, on the other hand, wasn't sure (like Alaistair thought) if she liked someone like Plaid (in spite of all they'd been through) or the demon lord himself.

Dorgia, the boisterous one they met at the entrance seated them quickly inside. once at the table a chair ended up removed and Denim mentally commented to herself, "Perhaps I should have brought one of the other girls too."

She watched Dorgia's hands at work with a handheld pad and stated, "I want a coke with red wine in it. It some drink with a rather unique name, however, it's slipped the tongue."

"I'll have some water..." Ino muttered as she took a seat across from the two. It wasn't her invitation after all for drinks and a meal. She was only here to observe after all and potentially help Denim stay out of trouble. Dorgia in the meantime could hopefully though stem some of her worries by perhaps going over to the long bar a few feet away from them and getting them the drinks they asked for. She wasn't certain after all what her mistress wanted her here for but what she thought before was potentially the greatest reason for her being here.

Alaistair had been the one to really ask them what they wanted, but with the way Dorgia's raised eyebrows loomed back at them from above the bridge of his nose Denim couldn't help but smile. It was rather goofy. She turned to Alaistair though and stated, "I really like how this is already turning out. I want to get down to business and say right away that I like all that you have done so far for me. I really am grateful that you want to have me work for you. The issue though is I can't feel like I could until I have all my family here with me. After all, more then half of them I'm sure will be more then capable of blowing up planets some day. It's something I expect you want from me if I join you."

She'd lean forward a bit with a slight hunch in her shoulders and add, "I need only three things to be happy, one, both versions of my daughter back. I have spoken of both a present and future version of her. One is on Earth and the other is dead. It's likely I'll never ever have to interact with the present one very much but in order to make sure she stays a liable weapon we can use I need her at arm's length. Then again, if the present version of her is in the hands of my rival I find that the future version of her if dead or alive in some unaltered future is going to... not be evil. So we need to solve that, two, we also need to find a large space for the people I brought, and three, I'm going to need training equipment again. I spent all my Zeni you know in order to hire my lover to work for me and this girl next to me and her sisters. I've found that even though I sold all of my prior gear to pay for them I've potentially come out with a gain in the long run and need to keep that going."

"I'm glad to hear that; I really do want to work with you now." Denim answered leaning back from the table slightly before grabbing her drink. She sipped it and felt the perfect blend of sugar and wine re-in-vigor her body as it went down her throat. She could also feel the stuff cling to her mouth as it blanched her skin with a light red hue.

She looked to Dorgia after his question though and then down at her menu which she had left on the table unopened. She'd flip through it quickly though with her free hand and point to a butter lettuce salad covered in pear nectar, balsamic vinegar, and diced olives. This was on a page specifically for salads made in the Cherry Loft Valley restaurant it seemed. Anyway, the side for this salad was a grated goat cheese, tomatoes, and cashews. She didn't know how much it cost or how it tasted but since Alaistair pretty much owned the place she figured he'd pay for it as well as ensure the quality of it. She had heard him say it after all, however, it appeared he was still busy looking at the list of menu options itself.

"I'd like the salad I'm pointing at. I hope that's all right if that's all I get. I believe the food we had with Plato earlier filled me up, and I don't want to in-debt myself any further then I already have." She state Dorgia.

Her blue eyes then flashed and turned back to the demon lord as he continued to read his menu, "Alaistair, if I may go in more depth to our conversation before. I may have jumped the gun when saying I want my future daughter back. Sitting here I realize I can't build a future with her since I don't know what she's ever done with her life. Rather then revive her I think I'd like to tell you of something more amazing that may help us both. There's apparently something that the Arcosians are looking for maybe on Namek or elsewhere. I think it's of wondrous origin since they wanted me to find a being named L-Heim with information on it. If it can grant great things to people I suppose I could just wish for my present daughter Silk to be turned into an older, more combat-ready girl then she is. Something that may make her different then that acclaimed future daughter of mine, but something more valuable to us both."

Ino herself looked at the menu herself but didn't see anything on it she liked she had stayed silent for a bit since this was Denim's show, however, Ino had become a bit frustrated because really all Denim ever wanted to talk about was reviving her child. She'd heard already to an extent that the child she wanted to revive was alive in a present form and that this child's future form had come here to help her mother but Denim in some crazy scheme had thrown her out onto the planet and gotten her killed in a death battle they both participated in and died in. Now she was stupidly trying to make some sort of redemption towards the girl. It wasn't a smart move since frankly that girl probably wouldn't want that.

She sighed, focused on the menu and stated, "I'll have nothing on the menu for myself. But have Eres bring out a second salad for my lady. She's extra hungry today." Her eyes glared fiercely at Dorgia simply because she was a bit irritated at her boss for the above and a few small other things (like having knowledge of the Dragon Balls without knowing what they were).

Denim smiled at Alaistair then answered him, "Do pray tell what are these Dragon Balls?" Her hands clasped together as she rested them next to a glass of the wine she set back down on the table.e Her eyes were full of expectation, however, she cut this short when he asked about the Arcosian Empire and frowned.

"Well, if you must know how I joined them and got them to tell me this. I happened to report to their current leader while in the depths of Hell. I figured since he wasn't alive in the universe somewhere he might be dead. I got lucky to find him down there and he told me where they were. Yet as to how I joined his little group, I, I didn't do that. A female Arcosian named Polara invited me, however, since she never gave me instructions on what to do or find the head honcho of the group to work in their best efforts I kind of just kept my distance from them and just picked up on their information when I felt like looking for it. He actually said he was going to reprimand her for being a bit incompetent in telling me what I needed to do for the group."

Denim shrugged her shoulders then looked to Ino who was watching her. "Why don't you join in the conversation here, huh?" If there was one thing about Denim that was starting to show she'd become rather chatty and a bit more radiant in the spotlight she was under.

"I don't want to... I'm only here to observe you but if I must make an observation I have to say your wish is stupid. You already have a little girl in this present time you could care for but it seems like you abandoned her and only want to love or rather abuse the future version of this same girl. On top of that you're telling out this kind of information when we don't know what Mr. Alaistair fully wants to do with those wishes the Dragon Balls may grant. Finally, I believe... you don't even need to waste your time wishing to revive her. I almost feel you'll have your hands full soon enough. You don't even realize it, but you may be pregnant again. You need to focus on the present and not the future and take care of what you have."

This set of words made Denim slam her fists on the table. She growled at Ino then realized she may be right. It was likely better to pick up a child she already had from the place she left her at then go on some silly goose chase to revive one who was one and the same. She grit her teeth though at the ogre though because to blatantly point this out made her realize she herself was naive and obsessed and clearly hadn't been paying attention to anything (which she had). She looked back at Alaistair and uttered, "Cancel the second salad."

"Keep the second salad."

"Cancel it..."

"Keep-" Ino said she however didn't get to speak for long as Denim stood up out of her chair and slipped behind her at impossible speeds. Her hand went to the woman's throat and before she could react Denim attempted to crush her wind pipe just enough to knock her out. Of course by this point Alaistair might have stepped in but that was up to him whether to do. If he didn't in seconds Ino would sag back in her chair in an unconscious state and Denim would say, "Just keep the second salad. I do feel extra hungry today, and a bit forgetful so maybe I am pregnant again."

She didn't like her subordinates talking back to her. They were only meat shields, tools of conquest, and not to disrespect her so very often as she felt Ino and her sisters might end up doing in the future. That was what she wanted from her minions.

Denim let go of Ino in an instant the moment she felt his tail upon her first. She growled at the ogre who now nearly collapsed on the floor holding her own throat. Denim, without a thought or glance more at her, went and sat back down at the table. She picked up her drink and after reaching for it and quickly downed it.

"Fine... I'll apologize," Ino stated feeling Alaistair's gaze upon her and her breath return to her. "I-I was just joking around and my boss isn't pregnant or stupid or anything all right..." Her eyes gazed to Denim's unhappy face as she rose from the ground and sat back in her seat.

To Ino's shock Denim then uttered, "I don't like this apology but I can sense I'm not pregnant and know I'm not stupid like you say. And, I don't like this evening one bit after all that's happened. I'm going to force myself to forget everything that happened here and you two can eat the steak that's coming." Likely before Alaistair could react, Denim then took her own drinking glass and slammed it into her own forehead with enough force not to kill her but to certainly mess with her memories. If Alaistair was unsuccessful in stopping her shards of glass would hit her face and knock her out erasing memories of Denim's meeting with the Future Silk ever. What she would remember is going to Konats to conquer it yet fail. This resulting in her death and thereby meeting with Plaid later and escaping alongside the three ogres after having captured them herself. She would remember she had a daughter but that would be a baby daughter she abandoned for being weak and thereby not want to go looking for her.

"Hmph," Ino uttered quickly finding neither liked her apology. She had gotten up from the floor and now quickly made her way to the exit of the building. She was sure with her ability to easily acclimate to Other World with a new body and travel the Living and Other World like a two way street she could recognize and identify life forms whether newly dead or alive. She was pretty sure that Denim had been pregnant when she made her assumption but that was all a ploy to test her boss' anger levels. Now she realized her boss was kind of weakling despite being so strong. She couldn't figure why after being knocked out that Denim had taken them with her but her reasons for doing so included possibly gaining a ticket out of Hell quicker if she died, secrets to help her in Hell, or just simply to torment the weak guards of a weak place by dragging them along with her.

Now Ino knew her boss had taken them to provide herself with extreme levels of moral support. Yet nobody but the dumb demon king was helping her. As a result, Ino saw no reason to stick around and simply left to do the one thing Denim would want her to do which was to guard their limited supplies. The woman was dirt poor and on a foreign world with no safety net. Not that it mattered to Ino, but it would matter to here sisters who as the middle sister she had to take care of and keep in check.

Denim, in the meantime, would spin around and place her chin on the table. Her slumped figure began to sob uttering, "I have been used from day one of my adventures. I was called off my planet to come here by a mysterious phone call. I should have stayed on Earth but I didn't because I really wanted to write an interesting book about martial arts and space has some of the best fighters, anyway, I kind of blew that. Then got abandoned on an empty space rock when my ship failed, met Plaid, and later realized I was pregnant after escaping. Then I met with the Kami awful Arcosian Empire who agreed to help me but didn't necessarily to the full extent I wanted to. They were a disorganized bunch so I came back here to conquer the place after traveling to Earth and Namek for a scenery change. I met my future daughter along the way and now after dying here and coming back with the bunch of losers I have I only find I'm the loser!"