Cato stared at the Majin, considering how best to handle his antics. She knew the smart thing would be to simply ignore him, and not to risk any potential fallout from getting involved in trouble on Earth. At the same time, his behaviour was just ridiculous enough that she thought he might have earned a receipt.
"You said you were running for office, right?" she asked, looking back to the posters. "Are you sure there isn't an age requirement? You seem like you might be a little immature for this kind of responsibility."
She gave a dismissive wave of the hand.
"Now, if it matters so much to you, I meant his ki. He's powerful, and the amount of energy he command is unheard of for a people as weak as Earthlings. That being said, if you must know, yes--the President is rather attractive in his own way, too. Now, he's not my type..."
She eyed Megis for a moment.
"But I can see why you'd be jealous of him."
She offered a sweet smile, but her gaze was anything but. She had no intention of leaving an insult unanswered, and shooting back was the next best thing to responding properly. But, she knew this wasn't a bar in the Radditsu District--she couldn't just respond with violence whenever she wanted to.
Megis had forgotten himself, which Cato quickly reminded him. He needed to be more mature if he wanted any hopes of actually winning the election, and right now he was embarrassing himself. Megis tore the purple strands from his head and flattened his chest down, trying to regain some semblance of composure along the way. "Yes... well, uh, I guess I should apologize for that. It's not often that I act like that but, well... you said something you shouldn't have."
Cato explained that she was complimenting Derry's power, though that hardly made him feel any better. He didn't need to be reminded that Derry was much, much more powerful than he was. He was doing everything he could to increase strength to try and match Derry, should they ever come to blows again...
She did it again. This bloody purple haired, pompous monkey. She could hear the slyness in her voice, and again he could feel his anger rising. He had half a mind to tear that mask of and shove his fist down her throat, but he thought better of himself this time. As steam began to shoot form his pours he quickly covered them with his fingers, forcing the steam back down. "Jealous? We'll see who's jealous of WHO come election day!"
He couldn't take any more of her. Without another word Megis furled himself up into a ball and dashed away.
Cato couldn't help but be a little skeptical at the apology. Megis' temper had flared so suddenly and then abated so quickly that she hardly had time to process it. He certainly seemed less patient than most Earthlings she had encountered, and while that normally would have been a good thing, she didn't think it was now.
"I don't think we will," Cato replied with a lazy tone. "If you fly off the handle that easily, you're definitely going to lose. Besides--"
She gestured across at the crowd. Whether the Majin could even hear as he was dashing away, she couldn't say.
"Anyone with a camera or holo-recorder getting a picture of you doing that seems like a scandal waiting to happen. But, it's your election!"
She couldn't quite resist the opportunity to mock the Majin a little further, still seeking to claim a little revenge for his display--and not feeling quite satisfied by the verbal exchange she had extracted in lieu of the proper punishment, a ki blast to the gut.
"The future President of Earth," she called to the crowd, indicating the balled up and departing Megis. "Elect a Majin of the people! He's just like any one of you were when you were four years old and crying for snacks."
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Marimba: Yep. Better than ever too.
Oct 20, 2024 21:26:39 GMT -5
Rhuba: I wish I saw Marimba talk more in the Discord.
Oct 21, 2024 16:21:05 GMT -5
Yakito: Marimbus will perish by my hands.
Oct 22, 2024 2:13:57 GMT -5
Chomei: Marimbus will persevere by my hands.
Oct 22, 2024 4:38:31 GMT -5
Rhuba: Why is he preserving your hand?
Oct 22, 2024 15:18:52 GMT -5
Pom: Maybe he likes it?
Oct 22, 2024 17:04:34 GMT -5
Marimba: It'll come in handy some day
Oct 23, 2024 12:26:15 GMT -5
Mister Steel: Chomei's estate is vast, and marriage into the family can only benefit Marimba with access to cattle, pasture land, and much grain to feed his armies.