The Golden Throne, And The Demon Queen. [Shizuo/JJ]

Wed Aug 27, 2014 6:30 pm

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Where cogs and gears shifted, the great innerworkings of K-world, a massive spiritual pressure would have risen like a vast tide. Crushing and dehabilitating it would have existed for a fraction of a second before being replaced by a low-vibe energy signature which was easily associated with someone severely suppressing their energy as to make sure that it wouldn’t cause harm to anyone without reason. So as a singular figure, who’s amber eyes seemed to pierce through normality and challenge those around to make something out of themselves. The likes of Inami Asthavon the Queen Of Chaya, had arrived near the residence of Gilgamesh, Who is called the king of Hero’s . Her eyes shifted as she was greeted rather rudely, not with the dignity reserved for clearly one of royal blood. No she had been greeted by ruffians who mistook her for an enemy, fired upon by all sorts of devices, causing a miniature mushroom cloud which would have risen in the sky quite nicely. Given the fact that it was rather impressive in terms of how much fire-power had been thrown at her. What was even more impressive was she passively took the brunt of the explosion, congealing it via demon magic manipulation through threading and shifting of the environment thanks to Zao-Ka’s Influence. The massive orb would have then undergone a massive change in energy composition with Inami’s own mind being fractionally divested in the task.

Inami diffused and turned the explosion into a cascading rain of rose-petals which would have disintegrated before touching the very gilded walk-way she was standing on, energy on the verge of erupting forth, had bubbled out, a minor show of strength would be clearly visible as the sky contrasted in color, rupturing and the ground would have rumbled shaking and shivering like it was in the cross hairs of a great beast rising. She hadn’t cared , but she wasn’t going to mess around, having essentially allowed a vast sea of energies to surge forth, exploding around her in moments past, for a half a minute, her full force ran rampant and unhinged, the core in Chaya nation quivering as she had pulled upon the extension of her power she had made. Pushing her energy higher till it would have caused the sky to coagulate with the raw energy. Inami then though restrained and in a second after the light of her powers lit the sky ablaze, the light would gutter out as all of it reversed, sucking inwards like an undertow, crashing back into her body with one final rumble of authority a shockwave quivering out before everything was silent. Then she would have addressed the men.

“..I am not an enemy, I am Inami Asthavon Queen Of Chaya Nation, Infanta of Shadow Fall, And Part of the Asthavon Sisterhood. I came here because I request Audience with the king of hero’s . More like I have come to speak with him Gilgamesh, so you can deny entry if you want, but this is not your place to tell one ruler that she cannot meet another. So stand down, or I will be forced to pacify you using my own powers.

Elegantly Inami finished what she needed well wanted to say, her amber eyes making eye contact with every single rabble rouser who had made the mistake of attacking her. Of course she didn’t hold them too it, as she smiled at them gently, reserving her war-like persona for the likes of other individuals , Her eyes though left a stern message, something along the lines, of not quite a threat but a promise that she hoped she wouldn’t ever, have to make good on. With that though, she had walked forward her clothes clean and spotless despite the magnitude of the bombardment she had just been assailed with. Her mouth curving into a nice , but demonic smile, as her pointy teeth showed, and her glasses remained on her face. She calmly had brushed by the men before they all seemed to begin kneeling. She however turned around and then with a look of exasperation said very curtly, very sternly, and very snappy to the men.

“..I do not expect you to get on your hands and knee’s its degrading and you are not my people, that people of anothers domain would do this to someone who doesn’t even belong in their domain to begin with.. is quite sad.. desist this action at once. “

She would finish saying as she turned her gaze back to the gates of Gilgamesh’s estate, her lips parting as she let out an exhale and then would have said slowly. Calmly and Collectively.

“..Gilgamesh, King Of Hero’s , I Inami Asthavon Queen of Chaya Nation, Have Come to See you.

Wed Aug 27, 2014 9:14 pm

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The Golden Throne, And The Demon Queen. [Shizuo/JJ] GilgaEnt1

"...Hmm… who is making trouble in my garden…?"

A voice of majesty, of determination… of power let out, as the man who owned that voice slowly began to rise out of his bath, a small smile on his face as he wondered what chaos the world had to offer him this day. "...Well, they have some gall…" The male continued as he held his arms out, soft hands reaching across his body as he was dried off, before his leggings were clasped around his body after his undergarments. A golden cape, like the skin of a lion, being draped across his back as the clasp was firmed by those same hands, the male smiling at his vassal before crossing his toned arms across his chest, walking out of this estate.

"Hahaha, your youth is exhilarating!" The Golden King exclaimed as he stepped out onto the balcony, the majestic smile on his face as he contemplated the girl below him. "They are bowing from the presence… from these ruby eyes which you are blessed to have looking at you…" The male explained to her, far below, as the citizens began to slowly step back while kneeling, creating a path between herself and the male on the balcony.

Even as this occurred, a golden throne appeared behind the male's body, before he sat down, looking down at her. "A high claim. But it seems no one has taught you the rules of appearances. A Ruler must look their part. Before me, you look like a very, very young girl, not yet fit to be deemed a woman, much less a queen." The male told her honestly as he granted her an audience. After all, she amused him, with this prattling about. Plus, it was another chance for him to influence another possibly important piece of the game known as politics… and he wondered how he could manipulate this piece.

"You have seen me, and I see you. However, there still is not something right. You barge into my domain and claim to have come to see me...and yet, you yourself have not shown me the respect that I have in giving you my audience. I do not demand you kneel; it would be proper for you to, however… A curtsy at the least would be enough." The male explained to her deliberately, a hand having reached up and gently sliding along the bottom of his lips as he examined her, his eyes narrowing. ...Ah, I just feel no desire looking at her… she's far too plain… and young looking… too bad, I would have thought a Demon Queen would have some allure. I'm a man of wanting, but… she only gets a 2/10 for her form of choice. The male settled within himself as he puffed out his bare chest. A man of desire, indeed; all forms, and yet the woman before him only stirred within him a… mild curiosity, at best. It was almost sad to the Golden King.

"Now, for what reason have you come to see me, the Golden King of Heroes? Is there something you desire? My time is valuable, and the price to pay for wasting it could be considered infinite… I'm priceless, you see…"

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Wed Aug 27, 2014 10:19 pm

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Inami hadn’t paused , but being the mans facial expression, she could tell her looks where being compared to a female who’s boobs might be bigger than her own, or someone who might be more desirable then her. . Those things weren’t fun. She in-fact of the matter flushed a bright-crimson shade of red in both morbid embarrassment and whole-some anger. However she did let out a slight shrug before she had leaped gracefully from the confines of her stationary position, sailing through the air and landing on the balcony besides Gilgamesh, oddly she seemed unbothered by the horrible representations of her stature the man had been showing up and point out for some time before she then spoke her voice calm, it was indeed the voice of a queen, someone who indeed had an air about them. She was calm, cool, in control, as she deliberated, or rather.. contemplated the meaning of his words. Chagrin rushing over her face as she lingered on that look of boreom.. and judgement that lay just behind his kingly facade. hat she had gotten.. but she just.. eventually decided to just let it go.. There was no need to dwell on the opinions of others.

“..Gilgamesh, as a queen it is my duty to build and see to the success of my country. My looks … my lack of endowment. My plain appearance. . . What you find probably boring is how I am because I don’t need to try to be a figurehead to lead my people. You say I don’t look my part, and I will answer that by saying, I don’t need to look the part because the part is me. I Am the Queen, I am the Ruler and I am the leader. Queens and Kings look vastly different King of Hero’s . Also.. I am probably a 2 because I’m myself, the queen is grand by being themselves , not by changing themselves for vanity by dressing up. As such.. the queen isn’t set on looks or beauty.. the appearance instead.. belongs to the one owning the title, not the other way around. “

She said softly now, because of the fact that she had remained dignified, she just cooly looked him in the eye, because queens didn’t curtsy or anything like that, princesses did that but queens never did. When did a matriarch do that ? They never in the slightest would bow, curtsy or even show any of the female customs for royalty. The Queen .. To inami was a powerful role, one in which she understood quite well what the job description accurately entailed. She wasn’t the kind to jest, nor did she let Golden Boy push her around, she showed small signs of amusement, and a gentle interest, because the man didn’t let her high status ever influence or weight his actions or words. So instead of suppressing anger she was clearly trying very hard not to laugh, before she would have strode by the King, in something that couldn’t be disputed as a queenly aura. She walked formally past him keeping her lithe step and cool expression, before she paused and deliberated slowly working through the inner motions of her own thoughts and first impressions on Gilgamesh. Finally this was why Inami pursed her lips and then sat down on a nice and probably extremely expensive sofa in the room overlooking the balcony.

She would however return her gaze to Gilgamesh , and gave him a completely heart-stopping smile, her white teeth gleaming visible in the sunlight , after which she would have then chuckled and gently began to sip some earl gray and waited for the
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Tue Sep 02, 2014 3:20 pm

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To her blush, the male could only let out a small smirk. It amused him to see that shame; it meant that she, indeed, felt it after all. There may be some hope left after all… The Golden King thought to himself as he sat in his throne, watching as she leapt up to meet him, as it should be. "Hmm, did I do something to offend you?" He teased her, honestly just having enjoyed that look on her face, before allowing her to speak the words she had come here to say.

"I was only thinking that the expression of a glasses wearing, plain-clothes little girl is thoroughly unimpressive for a queen. It's underwhelming, and while that may be the strategy… it is for the benefit of the subjects that the ruler be impressive. It gives them courage, and strength. It brings graver understanding to your cause. My sense of vanity notwithstanding, there are earnest reasons that I believe a ruler should look a certain way."

He told her plainly in response, before his clothing began to reform, his golden armor dispersing and leaving him in a black windbreaker, white t-shirt, and black slacks, his spiked hair now laying flat on his head as he looked at her. "A ruler may look plain. But that is an illusion of what is underneath; and I do not make a habit of deceit." The male informed her as a golden fire appeared along the seams of his garment, consuming it in the blaze as it became cloaked in armor, his hair slicking back as his red eyes flashed, his eyebrows tilting downwards as the square pieces of gold attached to his ears swayed gently back and forth, a small smile appearing on his face once more.

"A Ruler must have desire, regardless if they are a Queen or King… In fact, a Queen sets the example for the women of her kingdom. Call me chauvinistic if you will, but whom else better to look up to on what the very pinnacle of beauty and composure than, well, the Queen?" He asked her, before the smile dimmed, replaced by a thin line that was neither happy nor sad. "A 2? Do you really think so little of your own appearance?!" He demanded of her in reply, before letting out a slightly indignant breath. "NO one questions Queen Mana because she literally looks like a demon who will EAT them if they disobey. Kin's demeanor is intense; to look into his eyes would blind a normal man! Queen Misaiko of the Sugiura held a ferocity I have met in very few; Joan of Arc made her mark on this world through her blade, but she was by no means a plain girl; even the King took an interest in her! Vanity is the desire of beauty without cause, for one's self!" The Golden King exclaimed, before letting out another small huff, turning around to face her, his arms folded across his chest.

"For a Queen or King, what looks like Vanity is the idol of their people! Who do they look up to in all things? The Ruler! So even in appearances, the Ruler is magnificent, is radiant! For who wants a people inspired by darkness; by plainness? With, as in yoru own words, a two as the top level, do you really wish for your people to never have a unified model of what it means to be great?! Even commoners understand who they want to be like, and they seek to imitate those at the top of society, and THAT is part of what makes a Ruler a RULER!" The male let out finally, finishing his tirade, the fierce expression of conviction meeting her cold one.

And allowed her to simply walk past, before he reached up a hand, pointing it at her body as she was unable to move across the threshold. "...Additionally, one of the rules of my house indicates that nothing that plain… may enter. So… I shall give you an example." The male informed her, before the garments she was wearing vanished into a golden powder. Rapidly, they were replaced by a golden cloak which burned like the sun, a black corset gently wrapping around her torso as it let down a pure white train, her shoulders left bare as a golden pair of earrings appeared in her ears of her favorite animal, before a goldden bow wrapped itself around the hair on the back of her head.

This all changed in an instant; and she would find that she was then able to go into the room and ist on the sofa. "I do not judge based on personal apperances. I judge based on demenaor. Yours is above average… but at the same time you do not seem willing to dominate those around you. That is the essential trait that you are missing, and to be a Ruler means to devote yourself to that reality; it is an essential skill. And with that comes everything else." The male explained as he nobly stepped towards her, his garments changing back to their original set up as he sat down in the chair across from her as it changed into a throne, slowly rising out of the ground and creating three layers of steps beneath it.

The smile he met with a slightly more interested gaze, his eyebrows slowly lifting for a moment before a golden cup appeared in his hand, which he then downed. "Now, why have you seen fit to enter my Golden Kingdom today? My curiosity has been piqued."

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She listened silently as the man who was known as the king of hero's continued to prattle on about himself, and his egotistical ideals/dreams. His thoughts, his actions, all of it was him, him , and him. She was loosing her composure and she was beginning to let her eyes flatten out, the glimmering glow in them being replaced by something hard and cold. In fact the longer the man talked, the greater this ominous feeling of anger and forboading would grow. As could be seen as slowly and surely the gold on her body was being corrupted. That brilliance , that decadance, that luminousity? All of it was beginning to come unglued changing to a plain black number. The queen of chaya nation had listened and listened , for so long that her patience had run out. "...A queen this, a king that. . . He loves talking about the stereotypical manner of running things. This is sickening me to the point that i can't stand it. "

Her thoughts began to collect, to come to a concensus as her lips began to trail down from a smile, to a slight smirk, and finally to a tight lipped line, as she was desperately trying to keep herself glued together one second at a time. She was trying so hard before and she was trying to hard now, in fact althought it wasn't visible her nails had been discreetly digging into the soft tissues of her palms, creating huge puncture marks against the otherwise un-blemished perfection of her skin. "..I hope he's stopping soon, or i just might get to the point that I cannot take any more of this irrelevant rambling of a man so increasingly possessed by the urge to vainly boost his own opinion of himself. " Her thoughts where steadly taking a turn towards a darker path while she listened about "I don't judge based on personal appearances" and his continued ramblings about Demeanor all of which she did begin to agree with...

Until he began to make a comment about "..You lack the will to dominate others" THAT made her eyes narrow abit as she momentarily forgot to breath as her blood began to boil indignified at the very notion she lacked anything as a queen was preposterous. At that she slowly began to rise, her eyes like shards of a blade, cooly reflecting everything while giving up nothing about what was lurking inside. It was then that she looking down cooly, allowed around her the leaking of energy to increase. She wasn't interested in such shallow conversation, in fact she had gotten to the point that she did not care , nor think to continue this train of conversation further. Instead she allowed for a slight smirk to break her stoic facade, her eyes narrowing some as she began by saying just a single simple sentance. or a rhetorical question. "..So you know me that well huh?" only then did she slowly tilt her head to the side, and let out a steady laugh before she had begun to allow energy to begin to un-supress itself. Her body beginning to be steadily enveloped in a glow of energy which would begin to leak out of crevices in the air. The playful nature was gone, and all that was left.. was her dissapointment and anger.

So as the Queen Of a NATION looked down upon this man who had no land that he ruled, her gaze wasn't fill of killing intent, it wasn't filled of awe. It wasn't actually a whole lot of anything emotionally speaking in terms of the stare she gave him. Seeing as she only allowed emotions to show to those, who she considered better then scum. At the moment, as her expression was blank and opressive a single thought was running in her head. A lone, blunt thought. "...He isn't a king, he is a man who sits on a throne of delusion, and instead tries to lecture those who are running a country. This man, he talks about how a king.. or a queen should be, when he himself.. acts like the scum and mongrels he thinks that any ruler should rule over with an iron fist.. its.. sickening and i pity him"
Her eyes darkened as a cold distance settled in her gaze. Pity also was visible in her eyes pity for the king of hero's. Pity for a man who had delusions of the past when the present was approaching like a freight train to a rail road crossing. Which was why as she opened her mouth, she said words which probably never had been said to the likes of the king of hero's. Her tone... like she was adressing a lesser being. Seeing that was just how bad of an impression gilgamesh had left on her.

"I.. Pity You"

Those words where clear, undeniable as she slowly allowed her body to move past Gilgamesh, in-fact? she probably just felt his presense wasn't even worth noting anymore. Hence why as she walked past gilgamesh she would have stopped her eyes drifting towards the way she had come in, those majestic clothes burning to shreds being replaced by her old plain clothes. After which his house would shudder as it tried to evict her plain self, but instead found that it was unable to do a damned thing about her being there. She began to walk away and as she walked to the door leading further into the house where a maid was waiting her own eyes bugged out since sure.. the maids where hard to suprise. But no one had ever probably pitied or called the king of hero's the words that left her mouth a few moments prior to the queen of chaya nation walking through the doorway and into the hallway. In a tiny moment that she paused leaving her hand on the door.

"..You are Scum, And You Aren't Worthy Of Being Called a King. "

Inami finished as she didn't even bother looking back, or waving. Such actions where reserved for higher beings. those who where worth her attention, which was why as the queen of chaya nation walked through the doorway, she had asked the maid to close the door, not wanting to touch anything "Mongrel related", her words echoing loudly as she would have vanished and appeared outside, a large portal opening causing the ground to explode. While she slowly said while she walked through the portal, and to the demon world.

"..This was a Waste of time, but.. "

The Queen said as she would have continued staring into the depths of the portal, energy roaring around her as she didn't hold any reserved emotions now, she just said one more thing to him. Because she only felt that he was so pitiful he just might be worth giving a second chance if he proved himself. Ergo why she now finished her thoughts before leaving.

"..Ill be at chaos point, if you can somehow make it into my palace, i might aknowledge you as more then a pitiful being. However you will need to get through the people that protect chaya nation. Now.. my times valuable, and i must be going.. there are more important things to attend to then deluded men who don't understand that they truly are worse then scum.. and i do.. pity you ..now i've wasted enough time, next time i come ill talk to kin or someone important. "

Inami finished as she then left going through the portal without saying goodbye, as goodbyes where only said to those who where worth the formality and polite-ness which came with it, somethign which Inami didn't consider as neccisary for someone as.. pitiful to her as the king of hero's.

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