The Golden Princess and The Den Of Dragons

Mon Oct 13, 2014 11:52 am

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"..Intruder alert.. intruder alert.. supression not working" that was the sound which continued to blare outside of the dragons den as it was all out war out there. A odd war seeing as the main intruder a brunette girl was just walking through the ranks of security guards. Energy blasting outwards from all sides of her as attack after attack smashed directly into her wave after wave of opponents just kept coming, after awhile ninsun would have stood still as her eyes slid open, her mind lost in the tremble of memories that weren't even her own. Her body being surrounded by hundreds.. if not thousands of different explosions of varying sizes, varying styles.. bombs falling from the sky, it seemed the whole sky would light up with this one all out assault which would light up every inch of the horizon, a golden aura rolling around Ninsun, a static crackle forming as sparks skittered off her left and right flanks, Attacks exploding left and right as suddenly chains exploded from her body. While she kept walking forward her lips nuetral.

These chains.. would bind the individuals winding around and rendering the vast majority of the security guards immobile, having been triggered from the excessive force that these individuals had been using to try to hurt the likes of the golden princess. Daughter of Gilgamesh, and Heir of Inami. Which was why as the divine mist was triggered she would have stood there her expression vague and mostly unchanging because of the reason that to be honest? She just didn't view this as a legitimate threat, none of them had been enough to cause her to so much as perk an eyebrow as she had exhaled her expression changing softly as she would have stood there for a moment her eyes closing as despite her lack of "Observable" energy? She would have used the energy around her in the air forming a multi layered demon spell which would cause her to begin to levitate while she would have reached down looking over to her companion a soft smile spreading from her lips even if it was barely more then a fraction of a true smile. Her expression softening as she would have merely dismissed the rabble which had tried to cause her such harm. A crime that she would remember.

With that out of the way she would look down, her expression remaining cool as she adressed the tied up individuals , her own voice calm but also musical and.. oddly comparable to a certain golden idiot who lived in the vicinity. Which was why she would merely say. "..You are but.. peasants.. please don't stick your noses where they don't belong.." she had said before she would have risen higher, circumventing the normal route as she didn't neccisarily want to "Attack" or "immobilize".. any more guards or bystanders who fealt they needed to stick there foot in places they had no right to be in. Instead the golden princess had shot up higher in the sky and then hovering perpendicular with the roof of dragons den, she had landed down on two feet, her eyes shifting out over the expanse, the cavernous landscape that was covered with buildings... a kingdom a real kingdom. Though she knew nothing of this world.. knew nothing with her own eyes.. she was going to learn.. and though she knew nothing.. she still felt the urge to rule.. the blood in her veins called her to it, made her want to take charge and lead an empire. None of her moms forceful molding could get rid of her royal blood. As blood called to blood.. and blood called to its rights. This was one of them.

"..If im right.. mom said my father was somewhere here.. she told me to look for the shiniest damned hunk of gold and vanity that i could find.. but first.. isn't it right to introduce myself to the one in charge?" Ninsun mused some, her voice soft and she didn't really seem to over-speak. instead she would have brought her body to sit down on the edge of the roof, her legs dangling over the precipice which dropped down 5 whopping thousand feet. Her eyes sliding over the metal roofs.. the bustling droves of people which stopped and seemed to be crowding around the building, her expression remaining calm.. composed.. Like a rulers expression should be, her hand rising up now as she would have kneaded the bridge of her nose, looking around before she had let her breath leave her mouth. her gentle nature.. leading her to remain quiet.. as she waited for who ever was in charge.. to show up.

Mon Oct 13, 2014 4:36 pm

Why did he get the hard jobs, this woman was so out in the open. If she wanted to meet the Kin guy she should of been polite and knocked three times. Kurai pouted somewhat, he hadn't revealed himself from the darkness that surrounded this place. He'd been scolded rather harshly by mean old Hikari, he hadn't meant any harm. But that devil dragon lady was so mean. He didn't want to die, Hikari gave him an ear full and a half. He was told not to tell people about the power to move from realm to realm unchallenged. He was also informed that he'd been far too friendly with the enemy. Kurai didn't really get who the enemy was, he didn't sense any hostility. It just seemed like an adorable overgrown puppy. Kurai didn't really get why Hikari was so mad it didn't make sense to him at all. He looked on with a rather enthusiastic look. Kurai decided to show himself smiling softly as he walked through the shadows his presence and pressure appearing. He and her were about equal as it stood now, his eyes glanced around.

"Such a nice place, this Kin guy has such a great kingdom. It's really amazing, ah sorry about that we'd like to meet your leader. I was sent with her as part of the...Uh I can't remember what Inami-sama called it haha.." Kurai's personality was something else, he smiled warmly. That smile could warm the devil himself up heart wise. He simply looked on, how had he ended up in such an amazing place. He needed to be careful Tetsu-sama would be angry and so would Hikari. This time no fighting that was the rule anything that happened had to be settled with words only. Chances were someone he'd been informed about would appear just the question was which one. Tetsu-sama warned him to be careful and well he'd taken it seriously. Tetsu was such a scary person he reminded him of a wild animal. He seemed stable but something about Tsubasa-sama's student seemed almost like a beast, hungry for blood. Kurai simply smiled and stood crossing his arms behind his head.

Graphics by: Forsaken Crow
Coding by: [THEFROST]

Mon Oct 27, 2014 9:41 am

[NPC Response]

✖ K-World Defenses Post✖

✖ How -- dull.

Another hot-shot, with yet another big-mouth and another delusion shattered; never to be born in the first place. These were the musing thoughts of Kin Iramasha as the security measures put in place by him went to work.Image after image, the false realm in which Ninsun and Kurai had merged into seemed to have many of his forces be obliterated by the infant.

Once she was done with her showing off her power, it would become apparent something was -- off. What was it, exactly? Simple: reality morph. Through usage of nanomachines in the air, Kin's very influence could be scattered throughout the four corners of this dimension with relative ease. And through his subconscious desire, the URE System put in place could effortlessly deal with such a burdenous display. Even while The Leader lay sleeping, his will was still very much active.

Henceforth, after the intruders were detected, the very existence around The Dragons Den had contorted and morphed itself to create a pocket dimension of this district.It was then detached, disjointed from The Kokuryuteshi's Realm and hurled back into the nearest dimension: the wastelands of Earth.

The destination in these spoiled lands? A lone desert. Like a comet in the night, the explosion of this collision would light up the skies and smash against the sandy space with a defying boom. Ruins of a city were meant to shatter the landscape, break the purple skies and bring forth dimension of the living realm to their attention. The Ruler of The Kokuryuteshi was in no mood to humor, yet alone, speak to a child. So it was befitting he'd never even waste a single ounce of his breath on such a miserable display.

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