Demon Bubblegum. [Shemha/Invite]

Thread PL - 676,304, Heavy Weights on PL reduced - 169,076

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Part of Shemha’s duties while on planet Namek was to make sure its residents were safe. Any potential threat needed to be investigated for the safety of all. With Habana’s mission to strengthen relations between the Empire and their green allies, the Majin did not take her role hear lightly. Once already she had intercepted signatures in order to guarantee they were not a threat. Thankfully, those alongside her hybrid friend Marcel were nothing to worry about.

In the sky, blue fields stretched out below her as she made her way back towards the Enigma, her own personal vessel. Intent on getting in a training session before the day ended, two sudden beeps of the scouter attached to her head indicated she wouldn’t be doing so just yet. Numbers rolled across the screen before coming to stop at 13,500 and 3,375 respectively. Weaker than her for sure, but nothing to be ignored. With a thought she changed her trajectory and headed for the source of the readings.

As she drew closer, two flaring auras came into view. Brow ached slightly as to what they might be in response too, Shemha doubled her efforts to close the remaining distance. In moment she was on top of them, red body dropping to the ground several yards away from the pair of females. Appearance wise…she wasn’t exactly sure what they were. Definitely not Namekian, Saiyan or Human, Shemha wondered what it was she had happened across.

”Pardon me, but are you two in some sort of distress?” Shemha asked, not thinking the duo a threat and choosing to be polite unless given a reason not to be. Her own strength suppressed by her weights she felt confident enough about being able to protect herself if she needed.

Demon Clan? Unfamiliar with Namek for the most part, despite her two visits here, Shemha was a little unsure what this woman meant. In her time she had known a number of demons, but never any that had anything to do with Namekians. Questions for later she decided, she wasn’t so rude as to start drilling someone she just met with questions. So instead she smiled, dark eyes shifting from one female to the other.

Both of them were different than the general populace of the planet, the horns atop Xanara’s head indicating she might be a demon herself and Helia…Shemha just wasn’t sure. Never having seen a creature like the half spider female, the Majin made sure to keep a warm smile on her face. Whatever she was, the girl came off as polite enough.

”Leave? No, I have no reason to ask you to leave. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Shemha.” She replied with a low bow to the two females, head all the way down to her waist before she finished the gesture. After she held the pose for a moment she rose back up to her full height, eyes shifting between the two of them once more.

”May I ask why this Namekian requested that you leave?” Shemha asked. In her experience the people of Namek were welcoming to most unless they threatened them in some way. From what she had seen so far, these two were doing no such thing.

Shemha had told herself that she didn’t want to ask too many questions of these two, but the more Xanara spoke, the more curious the Majin found herself. Equally curious the girl’s daughter, who appeared to love the long tendril that was Shemha’s hair whispered something in secret to her mother. Had these two given off more negative vibes, she might be suspicious. Considering all the spider woman had done was compliment her thus far, she felt confident it was nothing malicious.

Empty hand held out as Helia came closer, the Majin didn’t understand all the way up to the moment the boxed chocolates appeared. Despite herself, Shemha jumped at the materialization. For candy to suddenly appear in the female’s hand was one of the last things she expected. How had she done that?

”Thank you…although I don’t believe I have done anything to deserve such a gift…” Shemha stated as she tried to recover from the small moment of shock. Smile spread back across her face, she took the chocolates and tucked them under her arm.

”You have…a shop on Earth then? Does this portal you speak up have anything to do with you being here instead of there? Forgive my ignorance, but I am not familiar with such magicks despite the magical origin of my species.” Shemha admitted. In some way she understood how to utilize the latent magical energy that resided within her, but as far as translating it into direct techniques, she was far from knowledgeable. However, if these two understood more about magic than she, this encounter might prove immensely valuable to the ever evolving fighter.

Dinosaur meat and chocolate? Admittedly the combination was something the Majin never tasted, however, until recently she hadn’t tried gummy snacks either and those turned out to be incredibly delicious. The same went for a number of alcohols so for now, she would take the girls word for it. When she got back to her ship and sampled the chocolates she could form a true opinion.

As Xanara confirmed the Majin’s suspicions about what it was the two women were doing on Namek, Shemha felt a little embarrassed that this materialization trick was considered a novice thing and still far beyond her. Aware her body possessed a magical origin, Shemha hadn’t actually explored it that much. She was capable of pulling on magical reserves to enhance her power for a short time and better at shifting her body to form weapons when need be, but beyond that she knew nothing of what potential she might have.

Watching Helia’s little demonstration of the “simple” act of materializing something, the half spider female sure did make it look easy. With a small nod Shemha moved to copy the motion, imagining a red rubber sphere much like the on Helia held. She focused and a moment later…nothing. With a small shrug she looked between the two females.

”Perhaps this magic is something I should spend more time exploring, no?” Shemha remarked, clearly embarrassed even more when she could not do it after a demonstration. Still wearing a smile though, she pepped back up.

”Is there anything I can do to assist your relations with the Clans? My allies and I are friends of the Namekians so perhaps I could speak to them for you?” Shemha said with a smile, thinking it was the least she could do for the unnecessary, but appreciated gift.

For strangers, the pair of females sure were friendly. The box of chocolates was a small act, one that Shemha looked to repay with services, but even before those were rendered Xanara offered to teach her more about magic. The Majin doubted her ability to learn quickly, but she would be willing to give the effort if Xanara could be patient with her. Dipping into another bow, she graciously accepted the offer.

”I would be honored to be instructed by someone with your talents. I promise I will do my best to contact a member of the demon clan as soon as I can. Perhaps my connections to the Empire will award me some influence.” Shemha pondered, unsure if that would be the case, but it wasn’t beyond the realm of possibility. The Empire and Namek were allies, they might lend her aide simply for that fact.

Internally she was excited as Helia was. Throughout her life she took every opportunity to learn and this seemed like something a little special. Few individuals she crossed path with were able to use magic and fewer still claimed to do it so easily. Anything Xanara could teach her, the Majin would put to use the best she could.

”I am sure her skills far surpass mine.” She mentioned with a glance to Helia. When a servant to her former master, Shemha learned to cook and clean, but Ront always preferred simple meals. Practice allowed her to perfect the art, years ago, but she was far from being a five star chef. In short, she was a short order cook, able to prepare what was needed with little fluff and lacking the pretty presentation you might find at a formal dinner.

More than willing to help Xanara and her daughter with relations, Shemha smiled at the older females words. The offer to come inside was appreciated and accepted with a small incline of her head. With little done for these two they were willing invite her in, feed her and train her. Despite her power level and experience, Shemha felt very much the student in this scenario. More than willing to play that roll she only paused long enough for Xanara to press a clawed finger to her forehead.

”Understood.” Familiar with orders or instructions, whichever way you wanted to label it, Shemha took no offense to being given them. If she was to be the one learning here than it was her duty to listen carefully. Meditation was something she had been working on recently and if it would also help her access latent magical abilities then it was all the more beneficial.

Into the home she went, straight to the couch. A quick glance around familiarized her with the place before she took a seat. Flexible, she tucked her legs underneath her rump as she sat. With a deep breath she began to settle, focusing inward for whatever it was that might help her unlock the potential Xanara claimed she had.

Nearly an hour would pass, Shemha silent on the couch as she searched within herself. Finding what she felt was a calm center, she slowly opened her eyes. In all honesty she was unsure if she had done what was necessary, but mentally she felt ready to continue.

”I think I am ready.”

When Shemha opened her eyes to realize Xanara sat across from her, a simple nod was her response to the request that they hold hands, the demoness attempting to aide her guest in accomplishing the simplest of magical feats. Slowly she reached out to take the female’s slender hands, her own red fingers coming to rest in the girl’s palms. With a deep breath she relaxed and listened to the instructions, eyes closed once more

Something simple? Shemha’s first thought was a number of alcohol beverages, that something she always enjoyed, but she quickly pushed those thoughts away. Those were mixtures of multiple liquids and solids along with whatever container you chose, not simple. Her mind searched for an object that she was familiar with, yet was simple enough to picture clearly in her head. Filtering through images she finally diced on something for her first attempt.

Having circled back to the initial thought about alcohol, she focused in on just a glass. Nothing fancy with etching or extravagant curves, but a simple household glass. One much like what you might receive a whisky on the rocks in.

Bringing the image into her minds eyes she pictured the glass in its entirety and then tried to “push” as Xanara explained. With the help of her newest acquaintance she let Ki flow from her body, eyes held tight until she felt something “land” in her lap. Slowly, almost nervously, she opened her eyes to look down at her lap, a glass resting it.

Despite her normal control over emotion, her eyes lit up at the success. Sure it was simple and sure Xanara helped guide her through it, but she had done it! Smiling she looked to the demon across from her, hands still clasped.

”That is amazing. What sort of limits does this have? Can I summon anything I want?” Shemha question, the first hints of real excitement in her voice as her mind raced with the possibilities. It was likely she was getting ahead of herself though.