10-03-2015, 09:50 PM
Well. This was already going better than expected. The Master had been afraid of the possibility that Princess Guu would be outright hostile to their presence in her holy land of misfits and adorable snuggly woodland creatures. It spoke volumes to the pink abomination's patience that she had elected to at least hear them through. Or...maybe The Master had just been overreacting to its own ineptitude when it came to dealing with others of its kind. Klee and Shen couldn't know for sure. Still, this was no time to get caught up in idle rumination! Guu was giving them one of her grade A stares!
"In essence, The Master seeks to rid the Ashen Steppes of one of the two largest problems it possesses."
"He's gonna blow that dragon sky high!"
"Specific details for the plan have been posted on The Master's Dataverse site. Perhaps you've seen it?"
"Mad deets is on Nea-Nea's blog! Read it?
Guu just continued to stare at the Aspects with a look similar to someone having mild abdominal pain. The Aspects were nonplussed by her signature silence.
"Regardless, The Master is aware that a great many Primes have aligned themselves with your rule."
"Anyway, He knows you been collecting big names up in here!"
"The Master would like to open a line of negotiations for your lending of powerful Primes to the battle, in exchange for raw materials."
"Primes for shiny rocks, ya dig?"
Guu closed her eyes and held a fingerless hand up to her chin, as if considering the options heavily. In reality she was just trying to remember what she had to do after this nonsense was cleared up. Still, it was important nonsense. That happened a lot in Ambrosia.
"A trade, huh? Like what, exactly?"
"Metallic ores, building materials, distilled chemicals, and other various materials valuable in manufacturing and construction."
"I 'unno. Gold 'n shit."
Guu cracked open one of her eyes to stare at the noisy cube. Out of the two, he was the main reason this meeting was starting to become a pain in her ass.
"Gold 'n shit, eh?" she asked, protruding a finger from her stub hand and tapping her chin in an overtly theatrical manner. Decisions, decisions...
"In essence, The Master seeks to rid the Ashen Steppes of one of the two largest problems it possesses."
"He's gonna blow that dragon sky high!"
"Specific details for the plan have been posted on The Master's Dataverse site. Perhaps you've seen it?"
"Mad deets is on Nea-Nea's blog! Read it?
Guu just continued to stare at the Aspects with a look similar to someone having mild abdominal pain. The Aspects were nonplussed by her signature silence.
"Regardless, The Master is aware that a great many Primes have aligned themselves with your rule."
"Anyway, He knows you been collecting big names up in here!"
"The Master would like to open a line of negotiations for your lending of powerful Primes to the battle, in exchange for raw materials."
"Primes for shiny rocks, ya dig?"
Guu closed her eyes and held a fingerless hand up to her chin, as if considering the options heavily. In reality she was just trying to remember what she had to do after this nonsense was cleared up. Still, it was important nonsense. That happened a lot in Ambrosia.
"A trade, huh? Like what, exactly?"
"Metallic ores, building materials, distilled chemicals, and other various materials valuable in manufacturing and construction."
"I 'unno. Gold 'n shit."
Guu cracked open one of her eyes to stare at the noisy cube. Out of the two, he was the main reason this meeting was starting to become a pain in her ass.
"Gold 'n shit, eh?" she asked, protruding a finger from her stub hand and tapping her chin in an overtly theatrical manner. Decisions, decisions...
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued