In Which Zetta Ponders His Options [Open]

[badassfreakingoverlord]

The sensorium took on the image of the Netherworld, specifically the Overlord's Castle. Titanic stone walls covered on every sign of opulence -- paintings, tapestries, other wall hangings, framing large statues of armor than seemed requisite for such a setting. Down the immense, red-carpeted hall and through the doors to the throne room, one might see the Overlord, sitting on a throne meant for his body, not his book-self, and frowning.

For the first time since he'd woken up on this ship, with no Netherworld, no body, nothing but his raw mana power and his determination to get everything back, he was beginning to doubt that it was possible.

"They don't care," he said to himself. "They lost their worlds, but life on this freakin' ship is so great they don't care about getting them back. They don't care about their friends in the pods. They don't care about the worlds the Ohm are destroying.

"...And I call myself evil?"

Not that he cared about losing the election. It was who he lost to, and the message that it sent, that left him sitting there in anger and frustration and quiet horror.

"How the hell am I supposed to do this by myself?"

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[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae smiled and laughed a bit. "Well if you ever find mine, I'll take you out for a meal. Deal?"

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Zetta smirked broadly. "Sure you won't have a bunch of people like the Vindicator and whatnot smashing down the restaurant door to try to kill the demon?"

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae shrugs, "Maybe. But I'll be going to my uncles place, he has an inn where they don't discriminate. Should be fine there."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Pity, I think I could use the fun," he said. "Oh well. It's probably not a challenge worthy of me anyway. You're on."

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

She laughed happily. "It probably wouldn't be a challenge anyways. But you'll definitely enjoy the meals! Plus I bet there'll be tons who'd want to meet you."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Of course they would," Zetta said, as if this were obvious. "I'd offer to show you the Netherworld, but I don't know if you'd survive it."

He considered a moment. "Eh, you probably would."

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

"You'd always be there anyways in case I might not." She smiled warmly at him. "Actually, I'd love to see your world. It always sounds like you are very pleased with it."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"It's MY Netherworld," Zetta said, as if that explained it all -- which, given that this was Zetta, after all, it probably did.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

She laughed. "Right, I forgot for a second there. Should be fun nonetheless." She smiled.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Gotta get out of this whole mess first, though." He grumbled as he remembered why, exactly, he had been slouching around the sensorium in the first place.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

"We will." She said reassuringly. "Even if the focus of the council is more peaceful, that doesn't mean the fighters will stop training, or searching for ways to be more prepared against the Ohm." She gave him a playful thumbs up, tho a bit awkward from her laying position.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"And when the ship turns evil on us and eats us all or something?" Zetta said, almost rhetorically.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

"Psh! We eat it before it eats us! It's made of flesh ain't it!" She laughs an evil overlord laughter playfully.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

This was so ludicrous Zetta can't help but burst into laughter. Point for Ronnae.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnie grins wide and gives him a thumbs up, laughing with him. Woohoo!