Post by Zuqetta on May 14, 2021 8:01:03 GMT -5
It had been a great deal of time since Zuqetta had come to Earth; and in that time, she'd accomplished quite a few things. She had trained and learned more about the Saiyans and Tuffles with Yangcong. She had explored the planet silently, learning how human society worked and took to studying at their libraries. She had met a powerful man who sought peace and joined his cause; while also meeting another powerful man who claimed himself as order, but did so in a manner Zuqetta had not found comfortable. All the while, over the course of time, Zuqetta had felt as if something within her was changing; what that was however, she could not say...
After encountering her friend and now ally in her goals, Rensou, she had resolved herself to particular future. The aimed to become Queen of the Saiyans, though it was a short term solution, it was one she felt would help to bring a momentary peace. However, she had no idea how best to proceed down this path. Strange thoughts plagued the back of her mind and haunted her in her dreams; and while she had done well to educate herself on a great deal of things, the fact remained that she was young and inexperienced in the greater workings of the universe. As well, if her desire for her planet would interfere with Azoth's plan, then she needed to discuss it with him.
In Azoth, she saw a strong leader; not simply because of the power he wielded, but because of his resolute determination to see to his goals. He had an ambition for peace that aligned perfectly with what Zuqetta wanted, and the know-how to make it all happen. Her encounter with Faustus had interfered with her mind however, and she found a doubt within herself that she simply couldn't shake. This was why now, aboard the Freezing Horizon, Zuqetta found herself before the door of Azoth's personal office space.
With a deep breath, Zuqetta calmed herself; she hesitated to enter or even knock, but considering she was likely already sensed approaching, hesitating seemed silly. She had already contacted Azoth prior and agreed to meet here, so she knew logically that there was no reason to hold back; yet she couldn't help but feel a tinge of anxiety as she lifted her hand to the door. "Okay..." She whispered, before taking a few more short breaths; with one final long breath at the end, Zuqetta knocked upon the door and announced herself, "Azoth!?" She called out, questioning exactly how she was supposed to address him, "Err... 'Lord' Azoth? Azoth... sir? Uhh... It's Zuqetta!" She finished awkwardly, finally realizing that she had been addressing the man who sought to become Galactic Emperor rather casually all this time up until now...
After encountering her friend and now ally in her goals, Rensou, she had resolved herself to particular future. The aimed to become Queen of the Saiyans, though it was a short term solution, it was one she felt would help to bring a momentary peace. However, she had no idea how best to proceed down this path. Strange thoughts plagued the back of her mind and haunted her in her dreams; and while she had done well to educate herself on a great deal of things, the fact remained that she was young and inexperienced in the greater workings of the universe. As well, if her desire for her planet would interfere with Azoth's plan, then she needed to discuss it with him.
In Azoth, she saw a strong leader; not simply because of the power he wielded, but because of his resolute determination to see to his goals. He had an ambition for peace that aligned perfectly with what Zuqetta wanted, and the know-how to make it all happen. Her encounter with Faustus had interfered with her mind however, and she found a doubt within herself that she simply couldn't shake. This was why now, aboard the Freezing Horizon, Zuqetta found herself before the door of Azoth's personal office space.
With a deep breath, Zuqetta calmed herself; she hesitated to enter or even knock, but considering she was likely already sensed approaching, hesitating seemed silly. She had already contacted Azoth prior and agreed to meet here, so she knew logically that there was no reason to hold back; yet she couldn't help but feel a tinge of anxiety as she lifted her hand to the door. "Okay..." She whispered, before taking a few more short breaths; with one final long breath at the end, Zuqetta knocked upon the door and announced herself, "Azoth!?" She called out, questioning exactly how she was supposed to address him, "Err... 'Lord' Azoth? Azoth... sir? Uhh... It's Zuqetta!" She finished awkwardly, finally realizing that she had been addressing the man who sought to become Galactic Emperor rather casually all this time up until now...
PL: 37,000(Suppressed to 10,000)
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
DMG: 0% / 270%
Status: Normal
Items: None
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
DMG: 0% / 270%
Status: Normal
Items: None
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