"From a more direct explanation my people are those who moved from Venezuela. The region should go back to relatively normal relations again. There was a lot of history to handle and time needed to get where we wanted however. One of the side effects of history was a need to stand on our own largely and understandably reaching out as any nation would need do was a exhausting affair. An arranged marriage was a way to help keep society booming and get closer to getting beyond all the violence it was known for." She sighed a bit frustrated with a history lesson but it felt like a necessary evil.
"He helps us and we do the same, my authority only goes so far and same for him. I can't say what his intentions are or his plans. I just plan to try and keep things civil. Either side could easily jump to a conclusion of war on the other way I see it. Neither side can account for everything though." Much to the obvious annoyance to the queen she was more a middleman or voice for when Vandal wasn't around her reach only going so far. For a woman known to have eyes seeing everything and a solid hold on control much of her current predicament had a way of getting under her skin.
"Sorry Amon, I meant the demon I angered and to imply another servant not yourself. There's just so much to juggle at the moment."The psychic connection by what her mutant assistants and demon companions shared was vast and fluid in handling. It also however was countless in amount of things to address and people within the discussion. Even now while trying to juggle a conversation with Amon and some guests before her. There was also demons and mutants wanting to navigate the complexities of social interaction with each other and numerous other sub races that reached out to her. As well as various political members questioning what was happening.
With all this happening however perhaps it was best to drop trying to keep tabs on her husband and the alluring blonde on the scene. Odds were if he wanted Alex to know she would and if he didn't she wouldn't. This was a rather frustrating aspect of the arrangement as she was trying to keep an eye on all sides. Given her ability Alex had become someone always trying to be attentive to a subject, her perception wasn't under her control however when around someone who could warp reality to her whim. Dropping her index from her temple she returned to those before her. "Use telepathy for communications, apologies if I seem rudely away or distracted for a moment."
"It's my responsibility to give my time, you need not apologize. As Amon said you're welcome to browse the area, there's some obvious cultural differences between Earth and those of Palacio give enough time though and I hope it'll become advantageous. Why Vandal wished to bring this place into a more tangible space let alone near Africa I couldn't say." She just believed there was enough earth shaking power houses, reality warpers, deities and WMDs and so on that conflict was more a risk then reward. A lot of people had met under Z's intrusions on France. A lesson from that to her at least was that it didn't matter how strong one was or thought they were. If they acted out to much they probably would lose more then whatever was gained. "Anything else you'd like to ask?"
"Do me a favor and figure out a means to smooth things over with him. I don't wish to tread on his activity especially in District Two. That kind of incident wouldn't go well seen by the regular world however." The archer remarked over the telepathic communications it was no secret the demon had been pissed. The demon was also apart of Alex's people to her and as a queen while she had to be strict she also had to take care of them. As for her husband that was a little more exhausting to find self composure.
Psychics and empaths that served her security shared the general sense of anger at her. That her husband who she'd been loyal to was going off to a brothel with the oni and so on. "Vandal, do me a favor. Don't scold me for trying to do the job you placed on me. Despite opinions of such conduct in two I was quiet. You show slavery and torture to humans though and you condemn any business outside of it being forced from most."Alex wanted to let him deal with his own people, interact with whomever he desired however. Right now though everyone was being directed at her, being berated for doing what was asked of her was an insulting concept. She was a queen she thought for her attempts at finding that fine line to walk and her will now that seemed almost a detriment.
With that her attention returned to those gathered around her, taking a breath to again try and compose herself before continuing. "Good to see you Amon." She remarked with a brief nod in appreciation, she didn't know the half breed as well as she'd like but so far his performance to her was exemplary and a solid aid in helping lighten the load. Willing as Alex was to take the various tasks on it couldn't be done by just one person. "Like he said, Palacio's citizens can't just venture out of here it's not intended to be some kind of invasion just expansion." Yes I mean governmental, it takes both myself here and those perplexed by Palacio to work together to sort things out."
Doing her best to relax some the archer hopped onto the railing of the walls taking a seat on the rather elevated ledge. "That takes time however. Various politicians have questions, militaries want to ready for what might come. Given alien invasions and so on it's easy to take this sudden city as a threat. It's been virtually endless work for both Amon and myself and will likely remain so for some time. I have to also see to those who go out of their way such as you two." The marksman remarked as Paragon soon also arrived onto the scene.
Alex probably didn't look all that regal, cargo pants and a tank top essentially was what she went with. All the same she seemed to be distinct enough to easily be found by the hero and others. "Ask whatever you want. Largely Vandal and I manage our side of things separately only aiding the other. I am here to help however much as I can. Nature of these people and perception of them could easily escalate to a point doing more harm then good which I'd rather avoid." The queen's lead priority of the arraignment she'd gotten herself into being to avoid chaos and war and to help secure her own people.
Alex received a message from one of the telepaths of her people. "Oh god damn it" not like she counted on gods to do much. The latest iterations of such having been as destructive as they were. With a thought a teleportation transpired. A portal carrying the marksman from one position to the next. A telepathic signal scent to those in the area so they knew it was just her. She withdrew a pistol from her hip and fired a shot into the air. Removed the index after, it was just a warning after all she had to deal with this is all.
"You're Vandal's property and jeopardizing his business demon." Alex did her best to know the names of her subjects and her husband's. By calling him nothing more then a demon and a servant himself was a way to weigh in on the severity of things being done. How serious she had been about the ordeal. "I don't like this shit in the first place potions or not, but doing it on Earth is a good way to start shit." She had half a mind to call in a favor from a mutant of hers and put a round between the demon's eyes. That wasn't conducive however so instead she turned to the new arrival.
She tapped her temple briefly speaking allowed but the message going out telepathically. "Vandal it'd be wise to keep this side to New Salem or get rid of it's treatment of people if you want this place to last." Removing her hand from her temple and holstering her gun she looked to the human. "Maybe it'd be best to stick by me? Prying eyes and ears are a good way to piss off secret keepers." With that a rift opened so she could go meet up with another issue.
She skipped to the point setting of the walls or of company not something she wanted to weigh in to much on what mattered. He was armored, and armed a good look but it also spoke of expectations to her. A look ready for a fight was wise, not one ready for demons though suggested limited preparations. "Not mine, we agreed the happenings of Brimstone would be more upon the king and of the mutant populace to me." It was no secret she had been the queen of the largest mutant colony now for some time. That very gathering had also recently though given up much of it's land and previous way of operating back to Venezuela. What remained was looking to move on, that wasn't the topic of today however instead she was the voice of her husband's affairs.
"That said of course it'd be a concern and of course I'm dealing with it as it comes." Opening a portal to her office she tossed a book documenting affairs to him. "Why would I let you handle my business again? You know instead of me the queen with a documented history with military and politics?" Her irritation from work load evidently giving the archer some stress and after a second she composed herself. "Apologies. Point is Vandal wanted to expand his reach, theres a chance to benefit from this I think. That requires a lot of talk and tact on either end however. Demons have some traits that make diplomacy rather difficult, however starting a war over it might be more difficult." And with that came more work to drown in much to the archer's dismay.
"I need caffeine" the queen remarked half tempted to just dose off as opposed to dealing with all of this. Nobody went after her in that kind of fashion so she agreed to a marriage. Her people had agreed it was a good means to help fast track out of the situation they had been in. A history of violence had made it very taxing to get anywhere else in the world or to communicate in any capacity that might help break free from that said hold. So long as they stayed within the original borders they were still seen in the light of previous images.
They tried to respect that past to live and breath what they had been while looking to also become more. They had no shame in the past just tried to accept it for what it was at worst. They needed to leave it behind though, from this came work towards an alternative. Mutant abilities used to help leave the land like it once was. An organization even being made along the way to try and in the future provide such efforts for others. They were investing tirelessly to make repairs to the history they'd be leaving behind. Some of that legacy wouldn't fade they had to help push past that however. Leave Venezuela to the Venezuelans and go off in a new direction.
With this though came over seeing the construction work of what would be their new home. Helping the ones who could move on do so while being there for those locked into the positions of before. Had to help figure out what businesses would be like and what services they might provide. Had to negotiate the deals in regard to vibranium, a vital resource to the world that needed more to it's mining then ordinary society. Felt like a thousand documents had been sent her way an hour ago and every hour when she cleared out a hundred, there was three hundred more in it's place.
Alex found what she wanted was to be anywhere else. To go onto the battlefield fighting some insurrectionist or maybe hunting a tyrannical war lord. She felt comfort being active, physical activities a go to for her given her unique eye sight. Maybe ask Xae if there was a dinosaur being problematic she could hunt or something. Anything to get out of her office and out of her seat and do something that got the adrenaline going. Instead however Conlidum Palacio was brought into a more earthly place of residence. A giant glaring city commanding the attention of others, new deals, new citizenships, there'd be news outlets and politicians and a thousand more hoops to jump through and documents to look through. An assistant handed the archer a drink as her head fell to the desk in playful frustration.
Sighing however she got up and grabbed her usual gear. Bow, climbing axes and so on strapped to her person had to be presented for who she was she felt. A queen of mutants no stranger to conflict and having to persevere. Her history suggest being open to conversation, she'd let them make the first aggressive move but would kick back if needed. Sliding earbuds into her ears her head bobbed as she teleported to the walls of the city traversing them to oversee who came along occasionally taking a sip of an energy drink. She'd try and be open to dealing with the business she was confident Vandal planned to drop on the archer's shoulders.
I'd of been happy to rp with anyone that wanted and was just trying to say where the break between the two was. I don't want to argue over it, just wanted it out there. I would of rped if others wanted. Didn't want to thats fine, if did and didn't think that was the case on my end sorry.
I want it also to be clear though that for a full year and month none of you came to me about anything. And took Venezuela without saying anything. Takes two to rp, if you'd of wanted to tell a story I'd of been happy to.
"That's what I try and push for whenever she reconsiders. Apart of her occasionally want's the rush we used to feel when we were younger. I know her though and she wouldn't like taking the bullets that come with it now." Sometimes Alex thought they should have been born with the others powers. Let the girl who wants to see the world have the power to be anywhere. And the woman with her eye fixed on a scope have the ability to heal from wounds. Not a change in life or status though, this was largely where the sniper wanted to be in her life. She just had a weight that most didn't come to know in their life let alone at the age of twenty three.
Contrast to Alex who stayed out of contact Nathan talked to his family on the regular, must of been nice. She hoped he could find time to appreciate the position where that felt like a possibility to have, not everyone could say the same. "Makes sense. Ones worried about boys, don't want to talk about how the adopted daughter likes a guy with a knife fetish like her father or something." The remark made in jest, she didn't know anything on those matters wasn't her place. She liked the idea of teasing such a person as a Nathan Jr though. "Meanwhile with Ashley it's just the excitement and complaints of a baby." Along the walk the archer's eyes were still constantly adrift taking in the sights of the forrest, frequently opting to see it tree by tree at times and see the smaller stories within a world otherwise oblivious to such.
"For the record, I'm not babysitting. Might be able to hand over the bundle to others but I've enough to attend to." Though she doubted she was trusted enough for such a job, even if she'd earned her first bow by money saved up from baby sitting when she was ten. Dad wouldn't of let have a hunting bow of her own unless she could afford it herself so she made that happen. "Do what you can to shorten that time however I'd say. Those girls could use that, can't just go to aunt idiot in orange and uncle t rex" good people seemed to be around the guy. Probably to good to be around the Shogunate for an extended period of time. The marksman was quick to try and move her headspace from that though, was supposed to be a break for her after all.
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