Galran Emperor Lotor's sitting in a library. No, he still hasn't read everything Nexus has to offer, many very interesting and potentially beneficial to him, materials. His jaw set, he's looking at his PINPoint communicator intensely. A young man, whom some may recognise as Hiroki Shirogane, comes up to Lotor and makes to sit near him. Lotor gives Hiroki a scathing look.
"I've told you already," Lotor says. His hand goes to the hilt of his sword.
Heeding this lack of invitation, Shirogane doesn't sit down. Instead, he comes very close to Lotor, anyway, and whispers in his ear,
"You really don't want to? Think of it. All the secrets. All the knowledge. In your reach, right here. Or, are you, perhaps, afraid?"
Lotor smirks, and says, "You should be quiet now. What makes you think I need your help, in any way? And I won't be as merciful with you as I was with a friend of mine. Seeing as you are no friend of mine. Only a false ally, it's turned out."
"You mean Narti."
Lotor's eyes widen, and he asks, after almost gasping a little, "How do you know that name?"
"Lotor, please. I know everything. That's what I've been telling you all this morning."
"Fine. But you seem different."
"In what way?"
"Are you yourself?" Lotor asks.
"And would I be here, making this alliance, were I not?" the clone counters.
"Fair point. You may be right."
"I'm always right. So. You want it, don't you, Lotor?"
"Yes. Tell me everything. And we'll defeat the witch and get her Quintessence, together."
"Yeah! That's more like it. That's the Emperor Lotor I know," Hiroki says, smiling pleasantly.
Lotor smirks, and utters, "Indeed. And since you're my subject now, I'll show you mercy and, well, amnesty for your previous crimes as the witch's former puppet."
"Thank you," Shiro's clone replies, putting his hand on Lotor's shoulder, "I appreciate it."
"Who else is with us?" Lotor asks.
"Naturally," the clone answers, "Princess Allura and Antheans."
"Who are Antheans? I've never heard of them," Lotor says, puzzled. "And Allura's back in Nexus?" he asks, hopeful.
"Your new allies, Your Majesty. And indeed she is. She can't wait to see you again."
"Hm. I like the sound of it. However, those Antheans of yours, what are they good for?"
Lotor and the clone are in the library, still, and minding their manners, trying not to talk too loudly. However, as it is a library, feel free to scold them if they're disturbing you.
Or feel free to join the conversation if you get what they're talking about, or even if not.
"I've told you already," Lotor says. His hand goes to the hilt of his sword.
Heeding this lack of invitation, Shirogane doesn't sit down. Instead, he comes very close to Lotor, anyway, and whispers in his ear,
"You really don't want to? Think of it. All the secrets. All the knowledge. In your reach, right here. Or, are you, perhaps, afraid?"
Lotor smirks, and says, "You should be quiet now. What makes you think I need your help, in any way? And I won't be as merciful with you as I was with a friend of mine. Seeing as you are no friend of mine. Only a false ally, it's turned out."
"You mean Narti."
Lotor's eyes widen, and he asks, after almost gasping a little, "How do you know that name?"
"Lotor, please. I know everything. That's what I've been telling you all this morning."
"Fine. But you seem different."
"In what way?"
"Are you yourself?" Lotor asks.
"And would I be here, making this alliance, were I not?" the clone counters.
"Fair point. You may be right."
"I'm always right. So. You want it, don't you, Lotor?"
"Yes. Tell me everything. And we'll defeat the witch and get her Quintessence, together."
"Yeah! That's more like it. That's the Emperor Lotor I know," Hiroki says, smiling pleasantly.
Lotor smirks, and utters, "Indeed. And since you're my subject now, I'll show you mercy and, well, amnesty for your previous crimes as the witch's former puppet."
"Thank you," Shiro's clone replies, putting his hand on Lotor's shoulder, "I appreciate it."
"Who else is with us?" Lotor asks.
"Naturally," the clone answers, "Princess Allura and Antheans."
"Who are Antheans? I've never heard of them," Lotor says, puzzled. "And Allura's back in Nexus?" he asks, hopeful.
"Your new allies, Your Majesty. And indeed she is. She can't wait to see you again."
"Hm. I like the sound of it. However, those Antheans of yours, what are they good for?"
Lotor and the clone are in the library, still, and minding their manners, trying not to talk too loudly. However, as it is a library, feel free to scold them if they're disturbing you.
Or feel free to join the conversation if you get what they're talking about, or even if not.
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Date: 2020-08-23 01:15 pm (UTC)"Forgive my interrupting." He stops just short of completely bursting their little social bubble. "I wanted to say hello to Hiroki."
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Date: 2020-08-23 03:33 pm (UTC)His suspicion becomes even worse when he sees his man with the person he was directed to stay far away from. His hearing is far past a human or most other species. He doesn't approach but stops out of the way to listen. His eyes glaze over after hearing the comment about allies. He's projecting his mind to his mother and it panics him when she says neither of them had talked to his species about being allies.
Ziggy comes back, calming himself to placid when he approaches. He doesn't announce himself, just wraps his arms around Hiroki's shoulders from behind, kissing his cheek. "It depends on who you are, Lotor."
He glances from Hiroki to the other man that was to be avoided. His mind is on everything, feeling out both of them. His first mental item of business is to make sure this is actually Hiroki and not some other clone. While his mind is checking his lover, he smiles. "I'd talk to one of our diplomats before calling us allies. My people are friendly enough to agree but proud enough to be unhappy about not being asked."
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From:Last tonight. I will next reply... idk, prolly not tomorrow. But soon. XD
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