Hell Supreme Kai. Settling Debt. [Open]

Today wasn't the day...

Directly outside the lookout's doorsteps the young demon and prince elemi played on a holographic chess board adjusted between the two. The game was lopsided in Kerbi's favor, the younger of the two taking way too long on a move now that was not going to end well no matter where he went for it. As those two were entangled in a gripping battle Flare, her robot, and brother all meditated- Meditated? Flare? Right, right. It was more like Ragnarok meditated as she and her bot sparred in front of him. To his irritation.

"That'a girl! You've gotta follow up on it though!"
Flare yelled out as the bot smacked the young flame to the ground. Jax just blinked with her off colored eyes as the elemi then picked herself up and charged at the bot. Ragnarok groaned a bit but kept his concentration even as Unda further back shouted at the demon for cheating in their game of chess. He seemed more irritable now then he usually did. Was it just that his primal emotions would still control him in the end? Still had to fight for that control. It became apparent real quick that wasn't why he was on edge right then though. As fast as the day was still this vast amount of dark, demonic energy surged through the air from some distance in the skies not far away. Flare, Jax, Ragnarok, and the demon child all froze as they collected themselves together.

Unda wasn't as aware.

"Hey! What are you all doing? Is something happening?"
Ragnarok promptly told him to hush, his eyes squinting to the skies. The young flame herself clenched her fist at the sensations sent by the now ripped holes in the skies. There was but one man she knew of. But why now? When noone was around? The insane demon king would be disappointed if he was looking for a huge audience up here. Or perhaps he was just coming on back to reap what she had sown. Whatever the case was...

"You've got to be kiddin' me. Everyone, brace yourselves. And I suggest ya go somewhere a little less conspicuous. Alright Unda?"
The water elemi paused a bit behind the audacious flames, Ragnarok, and looked between Flare and him with puffy cheeks and squinted, displeased eyes. He wasn't wanting to go anywhere.

"At least go inside Prince. This could get real hairy real quick, so unless you want to get turned to primordial ash I suggest you get your tiny hind end in there."
Ragnarok conveyed his own concern through the stern shell of his body language, shooing him off. Unda sighed and eventually complied with his superiors up on the lookout. He walked out back to the more secure shelter under the lookout's own homely building. Hiding his body but not what little power he had. It'd have to do until the water elemi learned better.

This disturbance wasn't going to be handled with easily. Not without the others aware of the presences. Flare would have to telepath the closest here she knew of. Make sure he at least knew.

["Hey. Jie Shan Lan Dian . I think you'd want to come up and take a look at this. "]

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Roughly half an hour had passed and there was still the imminent feeling of darkness ad loom. The portal in the sky becoming more apparent as time went on. Ragnarok and Jax were still at the ready, arms crossed and eyes scanning the skies. At this point the young flame was pacing around the lookout in anticipation. Kerbi? The young demon buggered off and didn't pay the feeling much more mind as he played a little videogame. Laid out back-first on the tiling of the lookout, kicking his legs up. Boredom was going to be the death of him.

"Hhhn... Can't we DO something!?"
The demon should hold his tongue sometimes. Almost on cue a sword handle is flung hard into the tiles just between his legs. Flare and the rest of them stop to see a previously complaining Kerbi scream and roll away from the initial bit of debris to hit the lookout. The demon continued and ran away from another volley of energy exploding from the ripple. Eventually what came out from the open portal was expected but a surprise. Jarvis. The god king. He had been dead, yet here he was mercilessly beating the life out of a vaguely familiar blonde haired individual.



Most of it happened too quick for any of them to properly intervene in the one sided slaughter. Much like the chess match between Kerbi and Unda the pieces had no room to move to advantage. The regressor eventually fell an was held up by the hair of the deranged king. He'd spout out more of his nonsense before taking off an earring and placing it on her. Wait, what? Most around him seemed confused, including the robot. Their confusion soon cleared up by the grotesque act of forced fusion they all witnessed in that instance.

"What in the ever loving world is this!?-"
Flare was the first to look away, followed by the more stoic brother of hers. Jax didn't seem to have the capacity to look away in disgust and Kerbi looked in awe from the steps of the lookout. it took a little while longer to click what had just happened too. Nobody could see where the woman had gone, the two previous members in center of the place now just a single nasty looking being of hell.

"BASTARD!"
Getting over this sickening image the young flame's body emanated a solid orange line as fire bursted from her entire body. Her hair turned to literal flame and eyes letting loose a stream of searing blue flames as she became enraged. Jax reacted in part on her master's own reaction, she too taking to the transformation mimicking Flare. The two standing side by side in defiance.

[Enraged Super Elemi (+x3/-x3 Wildfire Active): 14,415,110/8,345,590 (x38/x22)PL][Enraged Super Elemi: 4,514,214/3,717,588 (x17/x13)PL]

"IF YOU WERE ANY BIT AS SMART AS YOU WERE INSANE YOU'D CRAWL RIGHT BACK UP THAT HOLE YOU CAME OUT OF! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE, OFF THE LOOKOUT, AND AWAY FROM THIS PLANET!"
Huge balls of flame would collect around her fists as she stepped forward at the monstrous entity, a huge scowl across her face as she walked towards him. The others? Jax waited on the sideline while Ragnarok and Kerbi watched, each looking differently at the situation from the telltale signs of intrigue on one and contempt on another.

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ACTIONS:
Stamina: 5/5
Charging [OT-3] Flare Torrent - The same as her Flare Blitz, but will incorporate larger blasts in addition to covering her whole body with this fiery ki. All attacks will explode with the magnitude of the suns themselves!
[100%(14,415,110) PL Damage][200% Charge Next Turn]

CURRENT POWER:
[Enraged Super Elemi (+x3/-x3 Wildfire Active): 14,415,110/8,345,590 (x38/x22)PL][Enraged Super Elemi: 4,514,214/3,717,588 (x17/x13)PL][265,542 PL][5,000 PL][265,542 PL]

Caesar

He didn't seem to truly even realize the others were around him as of yet. His power emanating off him his nature state if not even weakened at the moment. A testament to his true power in some regards. His body a foundation now as well of several souls mixed together. Some of them sewn in so tight even powers such as the dragon balls would have trouble untangling them. He was consuming them down to their very essence. His skin seemed to rot and melt only to heal and try to restabalize several times over as he kept his monstrous look. Recognized only by his energy and prior seen appearance. He didn't hide who he was allowing his energy to poor free. 

It took him several moments of observing his own body and the energy within him to twist and spiral in sensation like a horrific orchestra playing its music before he'd finally notice them. Turning to face the fire vixen once more as he'd done in the past chuckling lightly as if she'd been some sort of strange welcoming comity. Casual as the dark regenerating creature wearing only the finest of godly clothes covering his hips and lower body alone stood his ground. Shoulders eased and tension all but gone for the moment. He all but ignored Flare and her threats only walking towards the sword that had lodged itself into the ground. Reaching down to pick it up around the time a strong blast collided into him. A strange cannon of energy colliding hard and enough to give a unstable shift in the air to resonate where the god king stood. But as mist cleared. 

A palm was raised of black and twisted flesh. A spiraling gold like circle of twisting emblems at his palm showing to have stopped if not  canceled most negative effects. Still looking rather relaxed as he raised his sword with a hard crack of a sound echoing out. Pulling it from the hard stone bellow and giving a little chuckle. "Too bad I'm already king..." He'd say with a little whisper his voice almost a whisper but it to carrying a demonic bit of instability in this state. As if a underlying echo with ki and magic helping project it since his vocal cords were physically reforming. Using the minds of others to slowly 'stabilize' his own, At least that's one of the ways he saw it. 

He seemed to contemplate how to respond this shaking his head slowly at first as the energy around him began to pick up. Summoning more power forth even when he was in a state of such instability. He seemed to focus on his palms as several varieties of aura began to glow around him. His from hard to tell what he was using given all his new absorbed energies as well as his stabilizing new one. He wanted them to feel his energy and what he'd taken just enough to give them a new reason to fear and respect him. 

He seemed to focus for a moment on his own palm mutated as it was for the moment. Contemplating how to respond as the building energy of lost arts took form several times only to disperse. It was enough energy to crush a comet that he toyed with but never truly committing each time he formed it in his palm. Literally being seen by them as if he was playing with the same in equivalent to nuclear weapons one could fit in the palm of a hand. His dark features giving a smug look as he looked back up to them. His own dark pose simple but one that struck fear in many in the past. A cold but calm stare that could mean anything when coming from the man of many crowns broken or otherwise. 
[^ Learning [AD] [OT-3] Red/Purple Comet Crush/[PT-1] Fighting Pose - Gonna go ahead and axe these out so only the special remains for the future to learn]

"You know, I think I've heard similar lines so often its all starting to blend together. Its almost as if strings keep pulling you all back like puppets from one force to the next. People always seem to think these displays of power will impress me or put me off I think. Truth be told I didn't even intend to come here. You can't blame... well heheheh. I guess you can blame me now." Chuckling given his implication was aiming towards his foe but given circumstances the joke would push that the two were now one and the same. Even if one mind had completely consumed the other. His arm holding the broken sword dangling at his side weakly for the moment. 

He'd pace a little as things slowly came to full realization he was on earth again encase there was any doubt to that. This planet of beauty but at the same time such confusion to him compared to other empires and planets. Some fallen now of course but the thoughts still lingered. "I'm sorry I know you mean well... You people and those that have stood here before you on this floating holy site. But I feel you just don't think all this truly through. You want to protect this planet just like your planets before. Its only natural to want to protect ones new home I suppose. But you can't seem to adjust or accept any change. I've shown what permanence I represent even now I rule something bigger then the living world in all ways! Yet you still raise arms and attack like little puppets strings being tugged by those weakened minds that are lead by your little hearts." His body slowly showing small patches of flesh finally remaining. Pure and pale just as he was before all of this. 

"Maybe you should this planet truly be saved by letting it... 'evolve'. Like the other empires and planets. Take its natural course without so many foreign to it taking a step in to prevent the one day inevitable results. I mean really..." Wavering his better hand towards Jie who had just attacked him the Flare preparing her own power before him. "People like you all pretending you're peace keepers, protectors, the 'heroes'. Standing on the holy site of all the other self proclaimed heroes of this planets past. The mindset that gets set by this silly little planet and this holy site. You 'riotous' warriors, Pretending you could actually live without destruction, war, people like me and that little saiyan king. Lying to yourselves so that you all actually believe your own dribble so you truly feel good about yourselves? I mean when it comes to you people on this planet most of all and what it does to the foreign to it that now call it ... heh home." He'd tap his chest lightly with his better arm that didn't hold the broken blade. "I can't physically throw up in my mouth since my stomach is still reforming but you get the idea." Running his hand then through his hair as slowly the gold shade began to peek through as his body slowly restored it self a bit more. "So are you still going to push me to vomit with the protector hero act still for that pour soul I devoured? Or fear out of me before I've even done anything? Are those puppet strings really so powerful?" His dark twisted grin enough to show he was playing with them. He didn't fear this place nor death at all any longer. The little he had feared had subsided with his realization of what waited him there when he fell on Natto last time. He'd wait for their responses as relaxed and at east as ever. Wondering for a moment truly... was one of them the new Kami? Or one of the ones hiding...

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Martial arts Blocked the attack with 20%+10% 5/5 Stamina blocking 2,677,671 vs 1,088,840 
Taking on Awakened Shinjin [x34]/x35] with form still twisted and regenerating PL 16,859,410/17,355,275]

The Cloud Cannon ripped through the air like a rogue lightning bolt, streaming straight towards Jarvis. And the beam of energy found its mark! But the monster did not seem to care. The beam burned against the hellish fallen emperor, but instead of melting fell flesh and putting the heat on the Caesar, the wayward Hell fighter seemed not to care at all. As the beam of energy subsided, Jie Shan was left staring at the back of the man, who stood as if nothing had even occurred. Jie Shan scowled, his teal eyes burning a hot hole into the back of Jarvis's stupid, figuratively swollen head. Even after all this time, was Jie Shan still that far behind everyone else?

As Jie Shan pondered his own short comings, Caesar would not give them much idle time; the corrupt king launched into his own speech on the nature of heroics, on the nature of protectors, on the stark dichotomy that ruled them and bound them together in a bloody red string of fate.

It was. . . infuriating, to say the least. This guy, thought Jie Shan, was so damn full of himself. He was so high and mighty for someone whose soul was so low in the gutter. What sins was that man guilty of? Indescribable ones, and his character was of such baser, lower nature that the ensuing speech spoke well the inner darkness bellied by the monster monarch's soul. Jie Shan did not hail from Earth, nor did he spring from a line of heroes. In fact, part of his blood, the murky crimson half that hailed from his apish sire, was the very stuff of villains and the worst that the universe had to offer. But Jie Shan was not going to let his birth define him; nor was he going to be cowed by some upstart abomination's grandiose posturing.

And it seemed that Jie Shan was not the only one bothered by this speech; Flare voiced her own indignation, born from the same righteous heart-spring that ushered in Jie Shan's own fury. Jie Shan shook in air as he listened to the ensuing speeches. The culmination of such indignities and his own ineffectual actions mixed in a messy cocktail of stormy thoughts in Jie Shan's mind.

Jie Shan Lan Dian was both shaken and stirred.

Shaken by his failings, stirred by the unfolding events. As people moved around him, Jie Shan was dully aware that the battle was becoming quite pitched. Images of a golden ape and burning city flashed through his mind; the same feelings of anger boiled over in his heart as the first time he had met that false king. The anger overtook him.

"Bastard," he spat, "I do not care what you have to say! You are the last person who should be lecturing anybody! I will not cower in the face of your egotistic preening! I have a duty to protect, and I will do my damnedest to uphold that! Now, monster, let me show you heroics and set your twisted mind straight!"

Jie Shan roared a challenge and dived at Caesar, cutting through the air like a silvered streak of greased lightning, popping out from the sky like sudden hail from a storm cloud. He rushed Jarvis with a fury filled punch aimed right at the base of his stupid head.

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Jie Shan is aiming a basic melee punch at Jarvis's head: 871,072

Stamina: 5/5

WC: 560

 

"Uh... hunh?"
Lucy groaned as she was stirred awake by all of the loud noises and screams going on outside. She had been working hard in her own way, 'training' herself so that she could be just like her mama... but with no one around to teach her, well her training wasn't going so well. At least she knew how to fly now thanks to Cicero... Who she hadn't seen in a while. She had grown up quite a bit since being here on the lookout thanks to Nakiya's accelerated aging. She now looked to be about 13 years old, compared to when she got here she looked to be about 5. That was a lot of growing up to do in a short year.

She grumbled and groaned as she got out of bed, picking up the sword she had taken to carrying around with her lately and tying it around her waist. She didn't like using it, but she felt safer with it near her... it reminded her of her mama and Excalibur, and how Excalibur was always there to keep her safe.

As she walked out of her room she began to rapidly walk through the halls of the lookout, heading towards the main doors and stopping dead in her tracks when she saw so many people gathered there. She snuck behind one of the posts and peered around the corner. She recognized Jie Shan from the day that Arion took over for her mama, but she didn't recognize the other two. The fiery lady seemed to be helping Jie Shan, so at least she was on their side... but she didn't know who this blue haired guy was... but he felt oddly familiar.

Lucy wasn't trained in hiding her ki, and while it was weak, everyone there would be able to sense it if they paid her any mind. It might strike Jarvis as odd that this little girls energy someone felt familiar to him, even though the two had never before met.

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WC: 337

For the first time in forever the young flame witnessed the blue prick have to will himself out of her way. Have to remove himself from her power as to not get burned. He did it with ease, granted, but he didn't take it like he had the rest of her blows thrown at him before. It was a small victory, soon crushed by the grand lecture he spouted out right after. The mad man had taken a thrown of that of kais? Then that portal was from hell? No, she refused to accept that the weak had to abide by the ruthlessness of the strong. Unjust, cruel. What really kept her set off was the fact he brought up Shizen. She had to recollect herself after that first built up barrage, but her unsettling amount of flaming aura grew as he continued taunting her.

"How DARE you! How FUCKING DARE YOU! She's not yours, You've forced her into all this you bastard! Made her your play thing then killed her with that damned planet! You've no sense of fuckin' shame or empathy, so if the weak must bend to the strong then I'll be sure as hell put you under my boot and BRAND YOU WITH IT! How DARE you!"
The lightning saiyan seemed to catch the now pink haired prick off guard. Smashing a hard fist to his face. As young and dashing the boy looked the god king must have assumed him being the newer and more aggressive one up here that he had to be related to the fiery woman one way or another. It wasn't that he assumed Jie as a lover but rather him phrasing it as if she willingly offered Shizen to him the first time. Was the man just out to hurt her at this point?

"You're asking for it, Jarvis. Death? Too good for ya? Then I'll just beat you to a bloody pulp and leave you alive. Every. Time. Do what you want with the boy, I don't even know 'em."
Flare would take a bluff that might help the situation a bit, eyeing Jie with squinted eyes. This'd work out better for the both of them if he went along with it. Flare herself didn't look the best even with a lie as simple as that. Jarvis was still just shrugging off her threats however. With another roar the young flame lit up her fists again in a similar fashion, readying up her attack once more right before the god king gave his own threat of action towards anyone opposing him. It made her stop a few feet away from engaging him again. Her teeth gritting.

"You son of a bitch..."
Caesar was playing at her heart. Her reasons for being strong. If she was going to be punishing others for failing to even get rid of this threat then what good was she? No better than how it all started with her being powerless anyways. Perhaps worse off since they'd be blood on her hands. Blood she didn't want. Flare found it conflicting, even if she did anything the god king wanted he could still do whatever he wanted against them. Against earth, innocents. Everything. Her words and actions against the god alone could buy them almost nothing, but going along with his 'game' could buy them something.

Time.

Ragnarok and Jax both witnessed the young flame get angrier from off the side, still focusing hard on their own attacks while Kerbi became more intrigued with the pink haired man and walked a bit closer. Ragnarok was the more sensible as to keep away for now, but Jax stepped further forward with her charging defenses. Set still on assaulting the god king with Flare. The robot stopped as the young flame yelled.

"Back off from him. BACK OFF I SAID. Did you not just hear him?"
This command confused Jax. It was obvious the god king was still in a threatening position and Flare was still powered up and angered by what she could gather.

"The Target is still hostile."
Flare turned almost fully on the bot, the flames famping up as she shouted her own android down again.

"I SAID BACK OFF. Unarm yourselves, come on!"
The feminine bot frowned and let loose sparks, dropping her lightning gathering palms and putting them to her sides with hesitance. Ragnarok himself remained a bit stoic in the background, lowering his sword and diminishing the flaming aura surrounding the blade. Kerbi came up to from the steps, just passing by the hiding Lucy with a smile focused at her before stepping up closer next to his aunt Flare.

"Alright you pompous ass prick. You don't have to make anyone but me do your requests if they don't want to. I'll take the fall if it means less people have to deal with you. The MOMENT you decide to force me into something insane or you turn your back and hurt people anyways I WILL step in myself and burn your ass to dust and cinder. Do you understand that? I am not your puppet. If any of us are doing anything you WILL 'behave'."
Ragnarok crossed his arms from the side of the field and looked at his sister contemplatively. A look of maybe disappointment. There was the underlying reason for it but no one else seemed to know that, and for good reason. She couldn't risk even telepathing anyone what she planned on doing by risking this. She herself didn't really even realize her own mind wasn't being probed or meddled with. Flare just remembered the last times being so weak that it just happened. To make herself seem more open and less dangerous she pulled her flames back and assumed her normal form. Vulnerable to the man floating in front of her.

Their only real savior was to get Koma or a few of the others here to deal with him. Even with the help she does have it'd be a lopsided battle. Much like the one the god king had with the prior blonde woman. There was no telling what this punk was going to ask or if she could even do what was to be told of her without going against herself.

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ACTIONS:
Stamina: 3/5
Regained Stamina for idling.

Stamina: 4/4
Stopped charging.

Stamina: 4/4
Stopped charging.

CURRENT POWER:
[1,138,035/379,345 PL][Enraged Super Elemi: 4,514,214/3,717,588 (x17/x13)PL][Demonic King: 2,920,962 (x11)PL][5,000 PL][Enraged Super Elemi: 4,514,214/3,717,588 (x17/x13)PL]

Lucy really wasn't that well hidden at all, though her silence made it very easy for anyone to miss her presence entirely. The young humans eyes changed from violet to crimson as she watched the fight, her creator peering through her eyes without the young girls consent. It was a weak connection as Nakiya was still in Hell, but none the less she was able to peer through Lucy's eyes long enough to assess the situation.

Thankfully, Jarvis just seemed to be having fun with the creatures on the lookout... nothing too extravagant with his damned flirting... she was really getting irritated with him, so keeping a close eye on him like this had become necessary to her. Even though Jarvis had wished himself a kai, even Nakiya thought he had grown to big for his briches. The Saiyan hybrid she had fallen for was no longer the same... although, her newly awakened mentality didn't mind his destructiveness in the slightest. She was just... a taad bit more possessive of what she considered to be hers.

Lucy was distracted from the seen when Kerbi walked by her. Her eyes immediately changed back to lavender as she looked towards the boy curiously, unable to return the smile just yet... she couldn't smile when there were people here who were fighting so intensely. She closed her fists against the back of the pillar as she bit her lower lip.

'I have to stop being such a coward... if I'm going to be Kami one day then... then I have to be more like momma... I have to be able to stand up to people like this...'
She thought to herself bravely, now moving her hand to grip the sword at her side. Though the instand her hand closed around the hilt, her eyes welled up in tears.

'but he's so scarry...'
She thought to herself once more as she stared at Jarvis, terrified of acting. She couldn't sense him, no one had taught her that... but she could just feel the intensity of his energy and his personality. If she went out there... she'd only just get in the way right?

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WV: 359

-go on and skip Koma

Flare only returned the looks of the mad king with disdain. Everything he said, about the innocents. The real threats being those of ruthless monarchs or the misguided Komatsu. The young flame knew deep down she had wronged before, knew she had to make up for it. Every life was precious, and hearing otherwise come from the proclaimed king of hell was unnerving. She had faced her demons long ago, many times. He didn't know her, he couldn't purport that she'd eventually succumb to all this pressure and go to his hell to be his thing. To be mercilessly absorbed. The grating and dark familiarity Flare had with the voice of the once great sword Jarvis took into his form made her grit teeth. She managed to keep herself from growing any stronger than to transform again just in front of him however.

"How would you know? You're nothing but a shell of a man, someone who acts all-powerful with no purpose other than to be cruel!"
Flare was living proof of his cruelty and unfounded grotesque ways. With his insulting input about Shizen she felt herself shake. This body, he was nothing more than pain in human form. To her benefit and detriment she had plenty of nightmares just like this. More gruesome, even. Shizen couldn't willingly help this bastard, no. She had to have been controlled, manipulated! Corrupted, something akin to one of the sins he so talked about.

Flare couldn't save her.

"Liar! The Shizen I knew would never do that! What you did to her was malicious, she's not that person anymore! You twisted her, made her into a monster no better than yourself!"
Her elemi nature didn't let her let go of this pure hatred towards him though. Not when she was brought up not once but twice. He seemed to take her offer into account, tallying up everyone but Kerbi who stood nearby as well. That youth in particular perked a brow at his exclusion and just smirked up at the king. Glancing then to his sides at the actual victims. Ragnarok and Jax both resigned from their own forms, letting loose a final wave of fire and electricity before calming them. The audacious flame in particular walked up next to Flare.

[265,542 PL][265,542 PL]

A thousand people a misstep. The request was sickening, talking about her history with the fallen love. No doubt Jie's request too was humiliating, but she got the extremely short end. on her first request. Was this a joke? Speak of Shizen as she once was without evoking some carnal emotion? She shook still and looked away from the god king to contemplate, her overall energy settling lower and lower as requested of the man. The young flame took her time with it all, perhaps hesitance to unveil something so personal to enemies and newer friends.

[1,000 PL]

"Flare, you do not have to do this-"
Ragnarok instantly got this angered snarl from the woman, turning her head quickly to meet him. The message was clear enough, the audacious flame sighing and crossing his arms just after sheathing his sword. Jax still looked confused at her creator but went along with it still. This was Flare's doing, her sowing. She'll take on the reaping on her own terms. This was her battle and not theirs. Her brother could at least respect that as his face turned from sour to a stern gaze as he looked between her and Jie. Flare herself nearly choked as she spat the first few words out.

"I was driving my hovercar... I-"
She looked back up at Jarvis, trying her best to calm herself in spite of what she was having to tell to him. In front of his face. She didn't seem to break the prescribed conditions for his favor just yet but she was starting off a bit shaky. All the others would see the young flame quiver one last time before stiffening her lip and forcing herself still.

"I was driving when I crashed into the bamboo forest not far off. Took out a good bit of trees and the like. The thing was wrecked but... I could fix it back up given time. I'm a handy woman, always have been. I had Jax with me, and it was going to be a fairly simple fix until she came.

I set my eyes on her gentle and frail form. Blonde hair, green outfit. Rather petite, her eyes like little emeralds piercing deftly into me. If it wasn't for her getting angry and totaling my ride with a mess of vines I wouldn't have gotten mad at her. A strange mix of emotions overwhelmed me and some time during which I had tried shooing her away to let me be I accidentally burnt her."
Without her knowing or even without her storytelling really changing tone small whiffs of fire developed around her body. Faint tells of emotion that she wasn't even aware of. Sadness? Anxiety? Probably a mad mix of those two and plus some, but her words didn't waver from their course. Ragnarok and Jax seemed to have both known the tale from their unwavering expressions while the pink haired boy looked with intrigue at his aunt.

"After she had calmed down her anger and just freaked out over the mark I had made I had so many conflicted feelings I just wiped the flame away and kissed her then and there. I didn't know what I had done at first, and neither did she. I took her home after she fell, too weak to continue on her own.

Shizen was an absolute hippie. The whole reason she came up, low and behold, was because I destroyed some trees. That was what was explained to me at least. I let her stay at my place while she recovered. We told each other about ourselves and, at the time, I was still in the process of getting over some other friends. You could say opposites attract because after that week or so I remember vividly us being intertwined for hours a day."
Pain was starting to settle in, Flare now too mixed about everything to stare Jarvis straight in the face. Jie would be having plenty of time to get on with whatever striping game he had to do as well. Perhaps Flare'd see a bit of his own favor starting, looking him in the eyes briefly before also turning from the lightning boy. He shouldn't have to see her like this.

"She parted for a while to continue looking after the forests of this world. But she actually went after the dragonballs. I didn't know about any of it from the get go I just noticed my radar I had was gone. I couldn't really find her until I saw her sneak back into my place. To return the radar and to apologize. She told me she wanted them to wish me another car, to replace the one she broke, like I didn't have a million of those already. It was a foolish idea but so endearing. Someone was willing to do that for me, I never..."
The young flame steeled herself against the incoming sudden emotion trying to peak their way through her speech. It was almost physically painful to repress herself like this, cringing as she fought against her anger and bitter sadness. Flare had years to get over this, to deal with the fact she had failed and let it all go. If Jarvis wanted to fault her for not even stuttering or changing her attitude in the speech then at this point it'd be him nitpicking. She was doing a great job despite the small whirling flames that wouldn't even scorch a fly continued to circle her.

Oh how naive.

"We had another night alone before I had to go out the next night. I offered her a ride to go get some of the city's food with me but she didn't come with. At least I thought. She followed me during that night in the park, moon glowing superbly in the night sky as to illuminate even most minute things, every single little blade of grass casting a shadow you could see. I went out to help this fox lady who seemed to succumb under the moon when I noticed you before me... Jarvis."
Flare just now convinced herself to look back at the god king, her expression having switched to a cold and distant gaze. Pain was obvious to see under this guise but she didn't falter. This was going to be the hardest part of this venture.

"You came to watch the spectacle upon your throne, and I proceeded to yell at you for making a game of it. I didn't realize Shizen had come, not before it was too late. Just in time to see me under your foot. Or, rather, she got to witness you cut my legs clean off. I was lucky to have Jax come to my side, able to mend it. But I was weak. Naive. Stubborn. My memory gets a little blurry along these lines but she offered herself before you to stop you from killing me. You just beat the consciousness out of my deteriorating spirit and destroyed my robot. I woke up in a hospital...

The rage, the anger I felt from it. Despite possible concussions and the broken ribs I stood up among the pedestrians and friends alike. I almost... I almost set the place entirely on fire in it all. If it weren't for Chris I might have. My flames, they are a result of that day. And they still burn with hatred towards you."
Flare had let the god king delve into her vulnerable mind, twitching her eye as her mind became violated by the godly nature of the blue prick. It all seemed heart wrenchingly true, yet wrong from her perspective. Jarvis would know that some of what she said wasn't 100% accurate but she lied about none of it. The flames around her person grew only slightly brighter, but she held her pseudo stoic face and tone of voice throughout. Since the gig seemed up the young flame sighed and ran fingers through her hair. A single tear collecting in her eye.

"Are you... Satisfied with that?"
Ragnarok blinked and looked back at his sister, huffing from his nose. Jax patted the distressed flame on the back, trying to illicit some positive response from her. No, Flare seemed emotionally troubled by the retelling. Look at it this way though.

It could have been much worse. She didn't raise her voice or anything.

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Stamina: 4/5
Regained Stamina for idling.