Imperial Design (Ise) Apr 14, 2022 15:13:17 GMT -5
Post by Ward on Apr 14, 2022 15:13:17 GMT -5
Ward had found himself visiting many locations by this point in the mortal realm that could be considered a central point to a monarchy, leader, president, whatever title they decided was most pointlessly meaningless yet incredibly important to them and their positions. A castle on Earth that looked out of touch and out of it's own time period with the technology of the rest of the planet, clearly staying due to a nostalgia or a working monument to the past as was the way of the Earthlings. The Saiyan Capital that was Saiyan through and through and aside from its size and increased security fit in perfect with the architecture. The Namek Capital, devoid of a leader and filled with more ghosts than anything else. Of all of them the center of all power on Arcose if not the entire empire was something all its own for sure, and perhaps given recent events it was hard not to look at it differently for Ward personally.
The confused looks, questions of his intentions, those eager to point him in only one direction, all of it gone since his first trip through the extravagant halls. Now there were bows, salutes, and sucking up to a degree that was quite frankly off-putting. Stepping into the throne room for the second time, it was a strange feeling, knowing he was standing here for completely different reasons now, waiting for yet another potential ruler of the empire. His plan had escalated quickly and under completely different circumstances than expected, but he was ruling from this room along with two others, and now that he was here he had to make it his own.
He had made a joking comment before to Mint about needing more chairs as one throne wouldn't do anymore, but he didn't expect that to come to pass mere days after saying it, yet here he was. Pacing around the room he was already picturing all the changes he could make; more or less windows, better lighting or a more mood setting ambiance, how to set up the thrones, better security, he could see it all, and with a wave of his hand and some creative magic it wouldn't take long to do so, but he had to remind himself it wasn't his throne room alone. For now he made his way to the single throne, imposing as it was, and lowered himself onto it, knowing this was likely the only chance he'd have to do so, as he waited for Ise to show.
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