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Post by Vo Lang on Jul 27, 2022 20:53:07 GMT -6
For a few moments he watched with a blank stare, remaining stoic before he could no longer contain himself. It was so cute it was funny, he laughed a a hearty stomach holding laugh before wiping tears from his eyes.
"Oh man. Nen, I love it, the little I've known you so far, it just fits. I can't wait to hear all about the adventures of this Guardian Mobile Snail."
He chuckled a few more times as it all seemed to just click perfectly in place for the future she hoped for.
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Post by Nen on Jul 27, 2022 21:36:12 GMT -6
That was the hopeful response! She was brimming with glee simply overflowing with joy. So much so it erupted from her gut and filled her chest and came out through her head in an overwhelming burst. Tears started to blind her vision but her smile was the greatest thing even covered a bit behind Praying hands.
This was really happening.
“Heavens, Thank you. And thank you again Master Vo Lang for your assistance in all this. I pray I don’t disappoint.” Her hands covered her heart and a tear which could hold onto her lashes no more fell proudly down her cheek her midnight hue was warmed by the flush that blanket her face and shoulders.
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Post by Vo Lang on Jul 27, 2022 21:40:02 GMT -6
Vo would wave a hand dismissively.
"No need to call me Master Vo. I'm a Human who became Guardian of Earth. Not a Kai like you. My time as Guardian would be like a breath or a heart beat compared to the rest of you. So, just Vo is fine with me."
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Post by Nen on Jul 28, 2022 0:33:30 GMT -6
She shook her head drying her eyes. “Don’t sell yourself short while I’ll respect your preference in calling you Vo, know that I have great respect for your efforts and talents and actually have taken inspiration from your time protecting Earth. Even with our age differences and even compared to those older than I, for certain there are things I know you could teach me which no doubt will remain even after your passing…”
She pondered a moment. “Like, tell me why are you so talented with the teleportation?”
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Post by Vo Lang on Jul 28, 2022 22:32:29 GMT -6
Vo smirked, wondering what he could teach a Kai, but when it came to her question he pondered and folded his arms... Then he undid the belt to his blue coat and pulled it off exposing his arms and the tattoo's that run along them.
"On Earth some people have adapted in another way. Like the Tuffles who have so little Ki they rely on technology ancient Humans didn't understand how to use Ki, so instead found mysticism. Using very little Ki, they mix it with the energies of all things in the universe to create Magic. My family practiced Magic for many years and through my heightened Ki training and my expertise in Magic have caused me to take regular teleportation Ki techniques and make magic versions and rely on the design of the cosmos instead of my own abilities."
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Post by Nen on Jul 28, 2022 23:53:44 GMT -6
Her form went from tension seeing his first notion to her question was to strip but in the following seconds when it came to just revealing his arms she relaxed a bit and took a couple of steps closer to see the markings better.
Stars lit up her gaze and she beamed again. “Wow! Now I heard Earth humans had this talent but to think about you creating your own form using your Guardianship powers! That is so special! What a marvelous accomplishment!”
She was truly impressed. “There is certainly much I need to discover and learn. Maybe I’ll get a moment and actually visit Earth! What I’ve got here is urgent but I feel it won’t be too terribly difficult.“ After all something like “Divine intervention” on matters is historically pretty effective.
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Post by Vo Lang on Jul 30, 2022 13:29:46 GMT -6
His cheeks would redden as he scratched the back of his head nervously.
"U-uh, thank you. Just let me know if you wish to visit, I'll give you the tour and show off some Earth Hospitality. For now, I'll let you get to work."
Vo would back up a bit and wave as his form vanished with little more than a small breeze.
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Post by Nen on Jul 30, 2022 15:39:48 GMT -6
She was grinning behind fingers pressed against her lips and had begun waving him farewell when he set off.
She twirled around and admired her handy work with a determined nod. She couldn’t wait to get started. From the back she entered and on the inside it was as cozy as it could be. She felt it important to keep a humble environment and to make her seem approachable the cushy cut out resting area in the center floor the well equipped but compact kitchen to make tea and snacks a shelf which she will fill with books and a whole business corner where she will have a map and a study table. A glass shelf which she will collect useful things and things maybe needed by others. A small wash closet and a smaller clothes closet behind a full section of the RV, a big window on one side to see the horizon.
In the head of it, which she kneeled and slipped in. She laid down on lavish cushions and saw on all sides of her view. This would be where she rested and piloted. It was pretty roomy roughly the size of the pod hotels she saw in some pamphlets. She gripped the wheel at the most front of the windows, a great many screens and buttons within reach… she looked and admired her work. She spent a few hundred years on this plan alone.
She pressed a start button and a couple of other settings. Which entailed the ride settings to hover and switching the energy functions from rest mode to Drive mode. And her finger slid a dial from Park to Drive. And gripped both hands on the wheel which gave her final action to release the break.
She didn’t release just yet she felt the wheel and took a deep breath.
Then like a truck the realization dawned on her and she turned over shoving her hand in her bag. She rummaged deep and when she felt it she exclaimed a triumphant noise.
The CD she had before. “Galactic Girls”, Tuffles very own, Pop girl group Nen recently became a fan off. She had gotten this the same way she had gotten the pamphlets. A quick request l which got her up to date sources on the world when she received word of her guardianship acceptance.
The RV has less physical modes for attachable media but she decided to use the CD function for the mood. And it slipped into a slit which started to play upbeat toons as she released the breaks by pushing the wheel into a forward position. The hum of the engine started and coasted forward.
“Planet plant… We set Snail.” She giggled and gained speed to her first appointment.
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