Growing Pains (Rosemary)

Rosemary enters with 64,380 PL and her Dark Nimbus.

It wasn't every day something like this showed itself in her territory. It wasn't every day something like this was even born. The smaller, familiar soul had been hanging around the capital for several days now, as far as she had noticed, but the queen had been much too busy with war preparations and silencing the dissent to do anything about it.

Now, however, she felt was the time to finally act.

Rosemary looked up from the balcony overlooking her city. She'd been receiving reports of the demon simply floating in the sky, but had chosen to ignore them to give the child the time she'd needed to do whatever it was she was thinking about. After all, she knew Zerori. Zerori wouldn't harm Sadala; least of all, no such action would be successful so long as she was here. However, reports that her people were growing more anxious about the child's presence spurred her to do something, lest some fool of a soldier get it into their head to attack.

So, dressed in her royal regalia of form fitting red armor with gold accents, long red cape hanging from one shoulder, golden bands around her biceps and thigh, and crown sitting atop her head, the queen took flight atop her own hellish cloud that carried her slowly up to the distressed hybrid floating ominously above her city. She had never been one to hide herself, and never did learn to suppress her impressive power, but for once, she did her best to not come off as intimidating. Instead, some degree of worry seeped into her expression as she looked up upon the unstable spirit flaring again and again as though it were in unimaginable pain.

"Zerori." She called out to the girl in an uncharacteristically soft tone; not quite soft itself, but could only be described as such by those who knew her. "Are you alright, little one?" The queen came to a stop nearly level with the child, though given she was standing upon her own floating cloud, hers was actually several feet below Zerori's. From this close, she could better see the strain the girl's soul was under, and her curiosity began to run with what could have happened to cause this.

A wide, proud smirk took over the queen's expression as the girl complemented her new outfit. Yes, even as worried as she was about the younger hybrid, she wasn't above receiving some much deserved praise herself. After all, it wasn't often she got any! Saiyans were an unbelievably selfish lot who lacked any sort of ability to self reflect or think back on their actions.

Well, for the most part, anyways... But that was not the point here...

"I'm afraid so." Despite her recent change of emotions, Rosemary's voice still rang with worry over the state the girl had come to her in. Her tail moved idly behind her, seeming to want to get closer to the girl in a way that Rosemary herself wouldn't express with so many watching them from the ground below. "Why don't we go down and talk? I've got no less than six squad captains who wanted to shoot first and never think about asking a question, and who knows how many of the rank of file who think they can beat you as the Oozaru." Her smirk grew a little more wide, and she laughed quietly at her joke.

"Come. At the very least, some whiskey will dull the pain." Another small chuckle, and her own cloud slowly drifted back as its owner implored for the girl to follow her to the balcony down below with her body language.