#kingofconquests

kingofconquests said: I FORGOT SORRY could you put him in his Party Palace back in Archimedes Golden? Thanks!

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Rider!

You will be housed in your PARTY PALACE in GOLDEN 🎉 🎉 !

You will retain everything you had previously!

He was surprisingly calm about this, although he knew in this form he could be surprisingly calm about many things. It made sense - given Iskandar’s past - that he would go the way of conquering. Again, there was no surprise from him, even before remembering.

He had walked a distance behind herfrom when he had entered Archimedes, given that neither of them needed the help getting out of the gravitational mess that was Fibonacci, and it felt a perfect battlefield.

| Perfectly disadvantaged. |

Annoyance almost sprang from his tongue but he resisted it. No need to argue now when he was trying to steel himself. Anticipation tinged the air, the faint electricity of pending lightning. For a king who used lightning to his advantage, he would need to prepare himself.

A few options, the thin knife he carried on his person for starters. That technique had worked with Faker back when he was just a magus. So, with his power now...

| You will create a new ground for electricity? |

“Mm.”

| Your body can certainly sustain it now. |

“Or I have the power to redi-“ He stopped walking as lightning struck, illuminating the area in front of him. The echoed hoovebeats stopped in the street, and so did he. Thunder rumbled, and lightning struck a nearby pole, illuminating them both.

“Thank you for sending Flat home. I did not doubt you would, but thank you all the same.” His features were cross, like he was about to give a lecture. Instead he simply stood his ground, hand holding the handle of his fan loosely.

“I would ask if it’s true, but Flat is not known to lie. And you’ve regained power. Evidence does not lie.” He was...Disappointed. If a bit personally slighted. This place meant so much to himself, he had dared to hope that it had meant...

“I believe I owe it to you to say I won’t let you simply do as you please. And as your advisor I will stop you from this foolish endeavor.” His fan raised in the air, pointed at the king.

“Iskandar.”

How utterly unexpected. But I understand far too well.

iskandar :handshake: enkidu “what’s a karen”

Right now was a chance for Martha to finally deal with the frustrations that had been plaguing her the past week. Troublesome roommates and an annoying rival and hellish weather conditions all made for an irate dragon Rider. Finally, finally, there were targets to vent it out on.

All the grunts ready and waiting to punch, though? Oh no. Somebody else could deal with those; she would help out shortly. She had a different target in mind.

“Tarasque, sit!”

They’d met briefly on Christmas morning, and Flat had certainly seen him around, but he had never gotten the chance to talk to him. Oh, he’d wanted to. Especially when he saw how happy the professor looked when talking to him. But he was always talking to someone else, and Flat couldn’t get a word in. 

Fortunately, his professor had asked him to deliver a small package to the stranger’s house. 

By the time he got to his doorstep, he was practically vibrating with excitement. He knocked on the door and grinned. “El Melloi II Class Delivery Service! I’ve got a package for Rider!”