Straight Outta Hell(private, pm to join)

Wyntre was amused by the Majin's irate ramblings. "Oh, no. No tiara, no ice and certainly nothing tiny." She answered the mockery seriously, her head tilted slightly, her eyes curious and her smile gentle.

She listened to more of what could only generously be described as insults and began picking apart and deconstructing every element of what was said before they were finished being said. That wasn't to say that she spoke quickly after: she spoke in a relaxed tone, free of hurry. During her time as Empress, she had gotten used to dealing with uneducated rabble who were of the opinion that they knew better. They didn't. "'Rely'?" She directed particular attention to the word. "Comical." She reshifted her balance ever so slightly. She did not rely on transformations or chthonic techniques for her combative ability— rather, she hadn't used either in any of her combat just about since she gained access to them (each considered respectively). It was in recognition of this that their mentioning was informative and not posed as a threat.

She looked away momentarily, seemingly disinterested with the malignant Majin before her. But, not one moment later, the Majin's words piqued the 'princess'' interest. "Oh, certainly. While you are by no means intelligent enough to fully understand what you just said, some of it is legitimate. Well, most of it is utter poppycock, but one has to stick to the positives." She gave pause. "Yes, Koldar is the leader, props to you for noticing, I'm sure he's pleased. For your information, I was on Earth and most certainly not attempting genocide, which is far more than can be said for you." Her tone deepened. "Also, since you have demonstrated that you don't understand how quickly space vessels can travel— the Saiyans didn't teach you much, did they?— the amount of time it would take for a message to go from Arcose to Earth plus the amount of time it would take for a vast vessel to go from Earth to Arcose is considerably more time than the amount of time that the Invasion took place in." Her more serious tone faded partially, but by no means did it go away in full. "Besides, to completely cancel out the justification for your ireful tirade, it isn't my courtyard because I'm the Empress but because it's common property. Although I suppose I can forgive you if you don't know what that is, considering those who would have educated you in such matters..."

Then, Kaza got close. Very close. Very, very close.

It was even blighting the flora surrounding them. "You might want to invest in hygienic activities, too." As for her derisive comments, however, Wyntre decided that if the Majin had to resort of obscenities in an attempt to prove her point, there mustn't have been much of a point in the first place.

"Yes, farewell, thank you for coming." She didn't much mind the male one. But, she hadn't been exposed to much of his behaviour or personality.

Perhaps Wyntre was wrong about the Majin, however. Perhaps she had merely assumed that Kaza wasn't particularly clever based off of only all of the evidence... why was she doubting this only now? "You have to admit, Koldar," she said after the two had left, "those are well-designed statues. Perhaps if she weren't so destructive, she could have been an artist. Anyway, don't destroy them just yet. I know no one who'd make a better mockery of these statues than Zexama, who I believe is soon to arrive." Who she hoped was soon to arrive.

She waited for a few seconds. "I hope that it wasn't my presence that made you say 'no'." Her attention was now fully focused on Koldar. "The Throne Room, then. I'll be five minutes— I need to establish contact with Zexama and, of course, select an appropriate wine."

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Base: 312,822PL
Mastered True: 3,753,864PL

[UT] Telekinesis (ongoing)

This was a fun thread. Thank you to all involved— I'd like PL, too, thank you.

Wyntre: [3/3KP]