Badass Freaking Overlord Zetta (
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trans_92011-05-10 08:57 pm
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In Which The Overlord Is Moody [Open, Post-Council Meeting]
He'd said a lot of things at the Council meeting, of course. A lot of talk and enough action implied that he hoped he'd accomplished something, anything. It wasn't like Overlording, nowhere near as fun or as rewarding, but it had to be done.
She would have appreciated it.
The Overlord stood in the middle of the Hub, staring upwards at the countless tubes and signs up above with an air of bitter expectation. Mana swirled around him chaotically, reflecting the irritation that boiled beneath the exterior badass surface. Even the windless billowing of his cape and hair seemed slightly off -- more frenetic, less composed. And for anyone who could sense his mana power... it had decreased. Noticeably, though not so low as to dethrone him from his status as strongest in the cosmos, of course,
"Damn it, Salome," he said to the tube that lead to the Clothing Room, and thus indirectly to the Pod Caverns. "Where the hell ARE you? You've got no damn excuse for keeping me waiting."
She would have appreciated it.
The Overlord stood in the middle of the Hub, staring upwards at the countless tubes and signs up above with an air of bitter expectation. Mana swirled around him chaotically, reflecting the irritation that boiled beneath the exterior badass surface. Even the windless billowing of his cape and hair seemed slightly off -- more frenetic, less composed. And for anyone who could sense his mana power... it had decreased. Noticeably, though not so low as to dethrone him from his status as strongest in the cosmos, of course,
"Damn it, Salome," he said to the tube that lead to the Clothing Room, and thus indirectly to the Pod Caverns. "Where the hell ARE you? You've got no damn excuse for keeping me waiting."

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He rammed the knuckles of his hands together, hard enough to spark. Not hard enough to break the skin; he was a demon, and thus awesome like that. But as much as he wanted to pretend he was angry -- and had even convinced himself -- it would take a very oblivious soul to think he was anything other than worried.
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"Yes. Whatever our differences, the reason we called for an open meeting was to assure the crew and promote unity. Not to make things worse."
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Zetta, of all people, probably could go down there and start ripping people out. It was a good thing all around that he wasn't so inclined.
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She was Mindy at the moment, preferring to go for a stroll and having helped Sasami with her restaurant for a little while, seeing no reason to sweat her ass off in her suit so after.
"Good for you. What the hell do you have that look on your face anyhow? Oh wait, that's right. You're on the council now, right. Bet you just had a meeting with the civvies. That was probably fun."
Yeah, not dripping with sarcasm at all.
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Did she realize she'd never actually told him about the Hit Girl/Mindy dichotomy? He might have never noticed that they were the same person except that the status screen didn't change, so he'd always just accepted it as an odd quirk of hers, never knowing the reasons.
"Actually, it was fun," Zetta said. "I pissed people off by not locking up someone forever because they said she was bad, pissed the other Councilors off by speaking honestly and openly, and generally got to enjoy myself."
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Mindy snickered. "Yeah, I heard about that. It's their own fault for talking and shit. I would have just killed the bitch and made sure it didn't get back to me. They're so stupid, they make it obvious what they're going to do. Everyone would suspect if she died, it would be one of them that did it."
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Unlike what he was probably thinking though, Kaya seemed to not look angry at him, far from it: she just look tired.
"Hey," she said softly.
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"A friend of yours?" she asked quietly, trying not to surprise him too much, as the form she was in didn't make much of a sound when it came to approaching somebody.
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lack of a fourth wallpowers inherent to the position. He just shot her a glance -- not hostile, just cranky. "My disciple."no subject
"How long have you been awake on this ship, Zetta?"
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late late late
Allenby really wasn't one for long, dense discussions, which was what the Council meeting had turned out to be. But she'd come along anyway to see what it was all about, though she hadn't managed to say anything. It'd all seemed like a little much.
She was on her way to either the mess hall or the pod caverns to yell at Stacy (she hadn't decided yet) when she saw Zetta, still in that body and looking moody. "Hey, what's up?"
Better late than never!
"Sick of waiting," he muttered. "And pissed off about it."
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