A small Ceph wormhole opened in the orbit of the Elemental Nation's world where a cruiser sized vessel shaped like the City Eater-class warships flew out. Its design was notably different in that its paint scheme was greyish-white backdrop with black splashes like snow camo. Its arrival was noted by the orbiting attachment of cruisers left by Outer Heaven and registered after confirming its identity and VIP passengers.
The vessel steadily entered the atmosphere of the planet, the air friction creating some fire that heated the vessel's hull but nothing more. Besides a brief moment of turbulence, its descent was relatively uneventful. Many nearby human settlements saw the fiery shape and those further away assumed it to be a large meteor and hoped it didn't land close enough to hurt anybody, though some of the wiser humans noticed it was descending in the direction of the Uzu Islands and knew it probably had something to do with their new alien visitors.
A week had passed since the Valkyrians saved their planet. Information of the event and the Valkyrians had been distributed by the Fire Daimyo and all of the major ninja villages' respective Kage to help ease any tensions that might threaten the new and very beneficial relationship the alien queen had proposed. Still, many skeptics were unnerved by how easily things seemed to have fallen into place for the aliens. Many of an ignorant persuasion thought the timing of their sun dying and the aliens showing up was too good to be coincidence. Ironically, those were more correct then they could have ever guessed.
As the unique cruiser slowed down, it finally broke through the clouds to reveal the new Uzushio. Around the island group, separated by six miles between them, the Bahamut-class Sky Fortresses were settled, anchored to the bottom of the sea surrounding the islands and providing overwatch for the budding colony. From the command bridge of each vessel, someone with binoculars could see to the horizon, making them excellent watch towers that just happened to be armed with a large main cannon and hundreds of close-range auto cannons with dozens of fighters waiting to take off at the command. Mortar pits at the top of the towers gave the crews unimpeded range and freedom to respond to artillery requests.
On the shore, in alignment with each Bahamut fortress, a small harbor was created to ferry troops and supplies with their respective tower. Between each harbor were outposts lining the beachheads in case of enemy spies or small units slipped through the Bahamut's impressive array of scanners. Each outposts were manned by a squad of V.I drones. A shockwave sentry was positioned at each one, equipped with range-finding gear and an array of optical cameras from visual, thermal, heartbeat monitoring, echolocation, and metal detectors. Each sentinel's three usual shield generators were located in three different locations within an underground bunker. A group of maintenance drones from each Bahamut were attached to each outpost to make sure the equipment and automated defensive measures remained functioning at optimal battle conditions. The beaches, which had been filled with drones and construction equipment was now barren except for the occasional patrols as the sands were littered with hidden magnetic mines that could be activated whenever a patrol is not present.
Deeper inwards, past the shore defenses, within the circle of large hills, was the actual city of Uzushio. Gone were the dilapidated buildings and skyscrapers and in their places were newer buildings made from synthetic metals pre-fabricated for quick assembly. Over their frames, still in construction but almost completed, were the future outer appearances of the buildings, made from laser-cut stones to fit the designs envisioned by the architects. From what one could see, the designs were very intricate that would no doubt take much longer to do by hand. Faces, full bodies of Valkyrians, and other creatures decorated the walls and ostentatious ornamentation lining the roofs and doorways. Open archways often divided the grassy roads into streets. Some buildings were complete, looking like gothic cathedrals with their twisted spires decorated with stone creatures that looked like eternal watchers over the city.
Despite their old styles, these buildings weren't lacking in the technology department, though it was a subtle thing. Hidden blast doors that could be activated to close off hallways in case of any enemy infiltration. Camera systems focusing on multiple visual spectrums watched all open and blind spots possible. Sprinkler systems were implanted in case of fire, along with electrified floors and plasma torches hiding in the walls to be activated if necessary. Each building was managed by an A.I. to ensure full reliability of systems.
Among the hundreds of buildings, a few distinct ones stood out due to their sizes. One building took up the space of at least six regular ones—about four blocks long and three wide—and was seven stories tall. Its design was much like the others though built sturdier since it would be serving as the school the Valkyrians plan to open up for its future citizens.
Another building was a few blocks away that was as sturdy as it was large. Almost twice the size of the school, the future orphanage was equipped with its own hospital and daycare services with plenty of rooms for children to sleep and play. As is the normal nature for the Valkyrians, a garrison would be surrounding the school for protection due to the building's nature as a home for children, something the Valkyrians cherish due to their own instincts. So far, at least a few dozen Valkyrian child caretakers from the inner colonies are scheduled to be shipped here since their genome makes them specialists in regards to caring for and raising children if the parents are absent or the children have been weaned and are old enough for schooling, like with Valkyrian children.
Underneath the city is a bunker network where the Research and Development labs are hidden so as to keep the nature of their purpose and the results of their research safe from prying eyes and accidental exposure to any of the civilians or citizens. In a massive, fortified complex at the bottom of the ocean on the opposite side of the Uzushio Islands that is facing the Elemental Nations is the agreed upon prison, code named "Alaortona (Ae-la-oar-ton-ia)", made to hold ten thousand convicts. The facility was equipped with proper prisoner living space, waste disposal measures, outer and inner prison defensive measures, and a recreation yard topped with a transparent dome set to detonate and drop ten million gallons of salt water onto the prisoners below should the need arise. If the weight of the falling water didn't crush the would-be dissidents, then the surrounding water pressure being 3,200 ft below sea level certainly would.
Freya had the name of the islands kept the same to both avoid confusing the natives and psychologically mess with the former hidden village's old enemies. It also inspired a bit of hope in many of the neighboring countries' citizens who use to be regular traders, businessmen, or even vassals of the Uzumaki clan. Its abrupt destruction ruined many lives and to see it being inhabited by the ancestors of the Uzumaki brought a rush of pride among the old patriots.
Already, many of the last generation of Uzushio residents were making preparations to return to live or serve their true home. The effort wasn't immediately worth noting since it was so soon after its completion but a small harbor able to hold about thirty boats of various sizes was built at the small port village of Wave south of Uzu's main island about 30 miles south-west, which was just outside of Nami no Kuni (Land of Water) and the closest town to Uzushio's main island, thus making it the preferable location to bridge the continent with the advanced island country. The aforementioned former residents and traders of Uzushio were heading to this village's harbor to apply for fishing permits in the waters, business contracts, and citizenship—or whatever passed as it for the Valkyrians.
Word had spread quickly and a few inhabitants of the old Uzushio were curious, hopeful and quite disbelieving in some cases at the news and basic call to all Uzumaki wherever they ran and hid too to return home. Many feared that it was simply a grand ploy by the hidden villages to draw out the remaining members of the endangered clan of ninja, to capture them and start their own Uzumaki clan. Breeding programs of the dark kind were not unheard of in the ninja world. Thankfully, for whomever's point of view it concerns, these announcements were given by each country's Daimyo's samurai who were honor bound by their Bushido code to never lie. People had much less trouble believing the word of a samurai captain than that of a ninja whose very life-time profession was to lie, steal, and murder for money. Even for those Uzumaki who rarely frequented any significant human settlements, they would eventually come across the news.
Taking into account the two days it took to spread the news to all large settlements, the remaining five days since the Valkyrian mothership's departure have unknowingly had around thirty Uzumaki of at least full blood with nearly twice that number in half-bloods aware of their unbelievable ancestors' return. After confirming the authenticity of the news as best they could, many were already packing up and attempting to make their way without being noticed. Years of keeping their lineage incognito from the world made their paranoia a constant emotion in their lives.
Aside from the case of the Uzumaki, it was common knowledge that until the knots and kinks in the treaty get ironed out—knots and kinks that will take time to find—the Uzushio islands were a neutral sovereign territory like the Land of Iron that was ruled by samurai instead of ninjas. After the treaty was signed, the Valkyrians acquired full ownership and authority of the Uzu islands and those who either called it home, refuge, or a hideaway. The Valkyrians would determine what nature you were in their territory based on conclusions from pending investigations. If you were a wanted criminal or missing nin, then it was up to the Valkyrians what happened to you. Due to their technology and methods of information extraction, you would be held for however long they deemed necessary until they came to a decision.
This knowledge was well known and spread quickly as hundreds of copies of the treaty were quickly made by the Valkyrians who gave them to the five Kage and Daimyo to post in each village and town within the countries of the signers. This excluded the countries who'd not yet signed it as the major ninja villages were the Valkyrians' priority at the moment, but eventually, once the smaller nations saw the immediate and long lasting benefits the treaty would bring to their social, economic, and agricultural infrastructures, they'd come running at the bit.
Raw metals from the asteroid belt. Pure, fresh water from comets. Improved medical procedures and advanced knowledge that'd be the envy of Tsunade. Decreased tensions between villages meaning less deaths that would affect family and friends of those who would have been laid to rest. Educational knowledge involving academics and advanced mathematics for Uzushio's citizens. An entire nation giving homes to orphans and/or disabled children.
Despite it being a ninja world for over a thousand years, it was quite amazing just how many people had been wishing for peace but hid their voices since the one thing that made this world go round was personal power, and those with a lot of that could make changes, yet less than 1% of the total population were actually Jounin level combatants, and 98% of those Jounin levels people followed the commands and laws set by five "Shadows" whom followed the command of a Daimyo. With millions of humans now having hope for a bit of peace, the Valkyrians' abrupt and quick existence has received plenty of public support.
To ease the paranoia of many people, ninja especially, the Valkyrians have not sent any personnel farther inland than Wave, except for the shuttles openly marked as those assigned for special purposes for the Kage and Daimyo of each nation housing a major ninja village, and those who guard and maintain the functionality of the "world anchors" once their roles had been disclosed to the public.
Not many people have seen an actual Valkyrian though. A bit of their species' history and knowledge of their kingdom has been disseminating and spreading, a gesture of faith from them to the humans, and that due to the sheer spread of their people, their longevity and birth rates, most of the manual or maintenance labor, logistics, and military positions of the Valkyrians were filled by the semi-sentient or fully sapient machines called V.I. and A.I.s, who were generally the laborers and foreman respectively, both metaphorically and literally speaking.
The "drones" of the Valkyrian machines were pretty impressive for artificial constructs. Their physical strengths and reflexes were that of Jounin level shinobi while their speed averaged at a Chuunin's level, and their stamina was nearly unlimited with never needing to sleep or eat. Their advanced weaponry and synthetic armors made them more versatile and durable than any average Jounin as well. They obeyed their orders absolutely with zero hesitance or insubordination, showed no fear—merely caution—in the face of possible attacks by either bandits, missing nin, or wildlife, and could communicate with each other through an invisible means to share information and coordinate maneuvers with flawless precision. With the seemingly perfect soldiers numbering in the thousands around Wave and within Uzushio, along with the intimidating image their great towers created from the mainland's shores, violent confrontations by outside figures were random at worst and non-existent at best.
Back with the cruiser now hovering four dozen meters above the airfield that was big enough to accommodate a single cruiser-sized vessel due to size restrictions the island itself presented, a certain pair of white haired twins stood at the edge of a hangar bay in the ship's belly. Both nodded to each other and stepped off the edge, plummeting the distance quickly due to their weighted forms. They stuck the landing, knees bending slightly for comfort of ease, though their feet did crack the paving. With a casual stride, they walked to where a ground vehicle was waiting for them as a maintenance drone nearby was awoken from its powered down state and ordered to repair the cracks.
The ground vehicle looked like a cannon-less M1A1 Abrams tank that hovered thanks to eight propulsion vents stretching outwards from underneath it that looked like sideways car wheels. It was about twenty feet in length and eight feet in height with an open topped turret for its driver and passengers, a variant meant for fast speeds and quick maneuvering in non-hostile territories. The size was because of the four point spires on the main body behind the turret, which were merely the visible halves of the vehicle's self-defense weapons, capable of gathering and firing bolts of positrons once per spire every ten seconds. Since positrons moved at the speed of light, they were a very effective tool though because of that speed, their range was several miles in an open field where they best operated as the positrons flew in a straight line. It's too bad that the energy generation needs and cost made man-portable versions of them very scarce, such as Freya's White Cannon.
The twins hopped up and into the rear two of the six free seats and the V.I. driver took off at a comfortable speed. The sisters remained silent for the most part as they passed by the few buildings and hangars on the airfield and down a wide path between the tops of the two hills the facility was situated between. It was at a higher elevation then the rest of the colony so the trip was downhill for the rest of the time, stopping only when they came to an outpost to verify their presence and send word ahead of them for their intended person of interest.
Their first sight of the newly constructed village brought a soft, nearly invisible smile to their faces. The new colony was a complete overhaul from the destroyed and deserted ruins of the old Uzumaki clan. Structures that once sang sad tales of old glories and multitudes of life were torn down and replaced with those that would house future generations of a new clan. The architects even had the brick and steel from the old village recycled to make some of the buildings that required those ingredients. Many of the stone outer appearances were those very recycled materials.
The streets themselves were winding and many simply were semi-circles that led through a small neighborhood and back onto the main street. The arches built over the gates that divided the streets were massive and majestic, casting shadows from the early 0900 sun onto dozens of houses. The reason for their heights were to give patrols and defenders the advantage of elevation to scope out enemies and relay the information to fire teams, snipers, or mortar teams.
Riding through the streets, the twins saw maintenance drones tirelessly working on finishing buildings according to the afforded time table. This would be another colony to the tens of thousands they had throughout the universe but they wouldn't spare any "expense" in making it both defensible and beautiful. Further along, they passed the completed orphanage that would soon be a clean, safe, providing home for thousands of children who've had their lives destroyed by the ninja world. They'd be sheltered, medically treated, fed and clothed, and the caretakers would make certain each one felt loved and wanted as was their natural genetic specialization. It wouldn't be but a generation or two before Uzushio's human population would be more intelligent and generally healthy than anywhere in the Elemental Nations.
The vehicle finally stopped in front of a nondescript building that acted as the Foreign Affairs office where they were to meet the ambassador Freya had assigned for this colony. Hopping out, they made their way unimpeded through the building, finding nostalgia in the theme of the halls that matched the outer appearance of the building. Due to the newness of the colony, the building wasn't very busy and most of the work was sorted by V.I.s supervised by an A.I. specializing in linguistics, politics, and foreign diplomacy with species of severely inferior technology.
After stepping through a couple of hallway exits and rooms, they finally reached the person to talk to. Sitting at her desk was a beautiful, mature Valkyrian with soft and pale skin and a sleepy red on her face. She wore a figure hugging black, long-sleeved dress with the shoulder cut out and decorated with red embroidery and as she had her head propped upon her hands that stuck out of wide-open sleeves, she regarded the two royal guards with a small raise of her purple brow that matched her back-length purple hair. Since there were no Valkyrians with natural born purple hair, it can be correctly assumed that she merely changed it to suit her personal preference.
"Welcome to our budding colony, honored guards. I'm Megusa , the assigned ambassador for this colony. What business would you two have here so soon after departing?" Geez, even her voice was sleepy, though it felt like silk linen rubbing against your ears.
Beth spoke up since the main business concerned herself. "With the Queen's permission, I would take a shuttle to the Village Hidden in the Mist to answer a duel challenge from one of their swordsmen. He was a bodyguard for his leader so he seems to be quite important to them. Aside from easing the political climate between us, my pride as a sword master will not allow me to disregard a challenge that I had accepted in front of our queen."
Megusa pulled up a holoscreen and flicked the screen's page of contents a few times, clicking several and eventually pulling up the information needed. Alicia happened to notice an ancient looking chalk pad lying on the desk with a box chart drawn on it. In each head box, the romaji for each Kage and Megusa were written and some sort of tally was being kept with each kage having one or two but Megusa's having at least a few dozen.
"Hmm, while it wasn't brought up during my visit with the Mizukage, I'm certain of your honesty. If the Queen says it, I can't argue with such authority." She yawned and rubbed her eyes.
"You seemed to have been quite busy if you're tired so much," Alicia commented which Megusa responded with a chuckle.
"Yes, I've not had much sleep. For such a primitive population, you wouldn't believe how paranoid they are about every little thing. While the original treaty wasn't bad for them, they are trying to find hidden clauses between the lines or within the words. Honestly, if they didn't bother me nearly every hour of this planet's rotation cycle, I would be impressed."
She stood up, emphasizing her 6 '5 frame as small pop noises resounded from her lower back and knees, and walked over to a map of the Elemental continent made by one of the Valkyrians' recently launched satellites. With her side turned, a visitor could see her feelers and the red orbs dangling among her long hair. The map was accurate to a square mile in regards to geography but seemed incomplete concerning political boundaries.
"This feudal era they live in has been stagnant with wars of trickery and subterfuge for a few thousand years. It is to be expected but I swear, it's like they are taking turns requesting verification on some clauses while trying to dig up something that's not there in others. I have repeatedly stressed the point that they are hardly the first non-space flight society we've had interaction with and that this simple treaty is the culmination of our past experiences dealing with such worlds."
The twins understood where she was coming from and could sympathize. Alicia had enough trouble trying to handle Fenris for a few moments. There is no way she is cut out for handling diplomatic relations. The only bits of politics as a bodyguard and soldier are identifying and neutralizing threats and keeping their protectorate(s) safe.
"An unenviable position, I admit," Alicia and Beth said at one time, Megusa throwing them a longing look.
"And yours is quite enviable… to a degree. I myself served a few centuries in the army but retired from it as my Luvos Primal felt my negotiation skills were impressive and recommended me for it. I'll admit, I was never that much of the soldiering type," she explained, continuing on as she eyed a blade hung on the wall behind her desk like a coat of arms. One end was a long dagger about 18 inches in length and its pommel was attached to another surrounded by a wire-caged hand guard attaching to a slanted crossbreed of a katana and a cavalry sabre that was five feet long Both blades were of a similar greenish-red color, single edged and facing opposing sides from each other.
"You wouldn't know it at first glance, but the color of those blades isn't that of the original. They've reaped so much blood from my enemies that the metal was stained. You two weren't old enough to fight yet but you might remember how we'd stumbled upon an entire sector of a galaxy overrun by the Flood despite not being near the Milky Way galaxy where they were always focused at."
They nodded, knowing of the hundreds of battlefronts between the Valkyrians and Ceph against innumerable Flood. The sudden and severe infestation of a galaxy so distant from their usual breeding space was a shock to the Valkyrian/Ceph dynamic duo. The war peaked when the twins were still Valkyrian-Minors less than a hundred years old and had yet to undergo the experiments by Loki to artificially turn Valkyrians into Royal classifications. They were just coming out of their extended training meant to toughen up their bodies for the change when the massive war reached its crescendo.
It was the first time in tens of thousands of years that Freya mobilized the entire Valkyrian Navy—excluding regular planet guards—for a single theater of war. The demand was so high that Loki designed and constructed the Path of Defiance factory planet to meet production quotas. Thankfully, they were at peace in all of their territories beforehand or else the navy would have been split into different fronts. Since there was a cataloged index of about 200 non-spaceflight species yet to be affected by the Flood spread in that galaxy, the Ceph stepped in with over ten million warships at least five kilometers in length on average.
At first, the wars raged heavily in space. After around 340 years, once all of the space warfare capabilities that the Flood gained from assimilating pre-existing space exploring species were removed, leaving just their own the biological ships, the Valkyrians began annihilating entire infected planets by the dozens while the Ceph turned thousands into frozen Hells that not even a Valkyrian would challenge themselves to live in.
There were still hundreds of planets not fully engulfed by the Flood which immediately became the sites of a long and grueling series of planetary bombardments followed by invasions involving nearly 80 trillion V.I. battle drones on the Valkyrian's part while the Ceph's trillions of cryogenic weaponry-equipped and techno-organic suited soldiers made steady but slow work of the Flood combat forms.
After nearly two hundred years of ceaseless, planet-to-planet warfare, the last of the infected systems were wiped clean of the Flood parasites, saving the lives of hundreds of billions of ignorant, innocent, planet-locked sapiens in that galaxy at the cost of tens of thousands of warships on both parts, several trillion V.I. units, nearly a billion A.I.s, a few thousand Valkyrians, and around thirty billion Ceph soldiers. It was the costliest war in both Valkyrian and Ceph histories. Such losses on both sides also forged a bond between the two empires that was as powerful as a black hole's gravitation pull within its event horizon.
"Due to my adolescent age, the Life Armament properties were nowhere near as resistant to outside elements as they are now. I would clean my blades after each battle, but there were so many battles that the time I spent slicing and stabbing enemies was longer than when I wasn't, and the cleaning process for a metal blade sharpened to a mono-atomic edge is a long, arduous and very surgical task. Eventually, it got to the point that no amount of polish and maintenance by my hand could ever remove the deeply ingrained stains. I could have simply sent it to the factories to have the metal surface shaved a few folds but I found the color fitting with what I was.
Anyway, despite my service record and eventual retirement to hopefully start a family, I had a sharp mind armed with a svelte tongue that could sway a warring faction and my skills were uncommon outside of the logical accuracy and attention to detail of an A.I. mediator. Some species would be put off by a construct being sent to negotiate or mediate between our peoples no matter the level of intelligence it possessed—sometimes a flesh and blood face is what is needed, thus I got the job since it promised to be less strenuous and monotonous than going from one battlefield to the next."
She then gestured to the holoscreen that was filled with texts. "As you can see, I traded one battlefield for another, only this time I don't get to go out and stretch my limbs as often and instead of listening to pleas for mercy for either death or life, I have to listen to pleas of underdeveloped species who feel entitled just because we happen to spare them a glance and some words. Save their planet and they suddenly feel like we have to take caution to their personal feelings on every matter. Wouldn't you say their logic is a bit backwards? It would certainly explain why they are stagnant after so long."
While listening to the unexpected autobiography was surprisingly interesting and worth a sit-down conversation, the twins weren't here for such. Alicia broke the woman from her thoughts. "Yes, it would, but we are not here for that, Ambassador Megusa."
The talkative woman blinked a couple of times and chuckled softly. "Ahh, I apologize. I'm not visited by many Valkyrians and the A.I.s who can carry a conversation normally look up my profile ahead of any talks we get into. It makes me quite lonely oftentimes. I believe no greater irony has been spoken by an ambassador, heh. Very well, I'll make preparations for the ambassadorial shuttle posted in Kirigakure to pick you up. Water Country's main islands are about 175 miles East of here, 200 miles for Kirigakure specifically.
At the shuttle's cruising speed of 1100 mph, it'd take less than fifteen minutes to get here. Fifteen more to get over there, so forty minutes should be enough for them to receive us. I should call ahead to see if their swordsman is even in the village. If not, it wouldn't hurt to have a tour of the village."
Returning to her screen, she made several motions with her fingertips along it and soon a video call was transmitting. It was answered moments later by the Mizukage, his upper body appearing on screen in real time.
"Ambassador Megusa, I was not expecting your call. Was there something you wanted to discuss?" the young teenager asked in his usual soft tone.
Megusa sent him a charming smile but it was subtle, displaying neither eagerness or mockery. It actually looked like she was smiling at a friendly neighbor. "Yes, Mizukage-san. I have a certain sword master bodyguard here who would like to answer Hoshigaki's challenge for a spar. Would you allow it to take place soon and is Kisame available?"
The Mizukage was surprised for but a moment before nodding. "Yes, I would like to spectate the spar as well. The people who can give Kisame a good challenge in the village can be counted on a single hand. It'd be good for him since he's been acting rowdy lately. He just returned from an escort mission a few hours ago. I'll let him know. Would we be receiving you as well, Ambassador?"
That was good timing for Beth and Alicia. If Kisame returned from a mission but would be ready for a heavy spar after only a few hours then it must have been an uneventful escort. They knew his pain. It has been such a long time since Freya has been targeted. Both would have had a conniption had they been aware of the "attack" on her by Typhus and they'd not been there. Anyway, now that their timing was good, they could get this over with without anything untold happening.
"Ahh, is my physical presence being sought after by such a young man?" Megusa asked with an askance expression, eyes playfully wide in mock astonishment. The twins wanted to facepalm themselves with their own swords. "I couldn't dare compromise the integrity of my position, Mizukage. It would be quite the scandalous affair, and after knowing me for such a short time too."
The two guards couldn't even believe Megusa's boredom could result in this. The woman was even able to fake a blush as well. Was… was the Mizukage blushing as well?! His face seemed to redden a little. Perhaps he was just frustrated with the woman.
"Absolutely not, you troublesome woman," he sternly retorted, a no-nonsense approach being better on his part to hide his embarrassment. The woman was lethal when using her beauty and sharp tongue to get under his skin… dammit. He released a semi-deep breath through his nose but due to clarity of the transmission and Megusa's own skill and experience, she caught it and chalked up another point underneath her name on the board out of sight of the video facing her own self.
The board's purpose then made sense to Alicia who shared the info with her twin; both women promising to never get roped into any ambassadorial duties if it could reduce a seemingly renown former soldier to a trolling dignitary.
"Don't fret too much, my darling Mizukage. All of the other men who call me over to their offices are old and gross. While you have some growing to do, you're quite adorable with those cute eyes of yours. You certainly have the best chance to claim my affection," she swooned, purposely hugging herself to subtly emphasize her breasts' size and shape molded by her robe.
The man had enough of her mockery and made a hand motion towards the controls of the video receiver. His brow furrowed as he tried to remember which button turned the video off but the woman incessant rambling about courting procedures was making him fumble with the machine in irritation. His finger hit the wrong one and it modified the camera's lens for the Valkyrians to see him switching from X-ray, Thermal, Echo and finally Kaleidoscope.
The twins wondered why that last one was an option as they stared at the fractured, mirrored images of the Mizukage. The camera zoomed on his chin due to his meddling to try and shut the feed off and the image, distorted by the kaleidoscope mode, looked like an extremely swollen ballsack with a vagina in the middle, causing Megusa to burst into giggles. "I'll be over with them in an hour, Mizukage. See you soon."
She waved at the camera and ended the video call before bursting into laughter. "I'm glad the Fabricator Primals have not questioned my suggestion for that video mode." Alicia and Beth both gave the equivalent of a deadpan, 1000 yard stare at the woman even their Queen often refers to in settling diplomatic relations. There's no way Freya would know of this woman's behavior and not have her removed from her position. Just how many more liberties does this woman abuse?
Megusa finally calmed down and wiped some tears from her eyes before making another tally on the board. "*cough* Well, I'm sure you two must be very worried about me being in this position after that little fiasco but there's nothing to fret over. In person, I'm completely professional and in instances like that just now, I make sure they remain ignorant."
"Just how many species have you messed with like that?" Alicia asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"Now that would be spoiling, Alicia. You'd definitely be less concerned if you didn't know." The twins felt a deep rock drop in their stomachs at the implications of her words. They shared the same thought with each other. We should file a concerning report to Loki.