Full Translation for the Magnolys Phrase for 'Bad Day' = 'The Sunrise and Sunset of True Irritation'

[not_a_prize]

[As preparations for Operation Heaven's Gate are under way, Peola has had to move down to Earth from her quarters at Star Rose. It was odd to find herself staying back down on ground level again, but not unwelcome. With a small smile she unpacks the last of her belongings and wipes her forehead before a twang of irritation flashes through her as she's being called up... the reasons?]

[1] [Xun]
[It seems that Xun had turned up, Machina and all to a town and may have caused a bit of a stir. Thankfully though there was zero property damage. Rather though it was the attention he was grabbing. Having heard of a bodybuilding contest in the locale he had joined with great gusto and without any subtlety had dedicated his eventual victory to Peola. Who he outed as an alien princess. On camera. And also mentioned she was a part of the Unity Group. By the time everybody arrives to deal with him it seems they've reached the final section - the weightlifting contest.]



"Ha ha ha ha! An impressive showing, however you all have made a grave error. You have entered a challenge in which the Great Xun Ostberg has also taken part in!"

[Not just content to simply lift like an ordinary person, he literally bursts out of his shirt as he proceeds to lift his assigned weights as well as his fellow competitors.]

"WITNESS THE GREATNESS OF MY WELL MAINTAINED BODY! THE EFFORT AND BRILLIANCE OF IT! HOOOOOOOOOOO!"

[Peola just felt her eye twitch as she buried her face in her palms. Sadly Xun was able to spot her as he finally let everyone and everything back on the ground and received the gold.]

"MY PRINCESS! I DEDICATE MY VICTORY TO THEEEEEEE~!!!"

Dear sun... Why is this happening? Whyyyyyyy......

[2] [Cennetig]
[And it wasn't just Xun causing trouble either. Later on it seems Cennetig has caused a ruckus of his own... how you ask? He had apparently started a brawl. Beginning it with a challenge to find out where to find a Unity Group base on a crowded street. Then stopping an attempted alleyway robbery, then going so far as to challenge an entire biker gang to a fight. He's currently being interviewed as the police haul off the bruised gang members.]

"So you're an alien warrior sir?"



"Affirmative. I have travelled here to seek Princess Peola Nelfess, who is the Eldest Daughter of the Royal Line of Magnolys. She has chosen to give her allegiance to the Unity Group. It is on the honor of the Brotherhood that I am a part of that I will be the victor of the contest that her progenitor, of which the prize is the Princess' hand in marriage."

"Oh my, a wandering warrior out to marry a princess! It sounds so romantic!"

"Negative. I do not have any romantic intentions towards the Princess. This is simply a matter of both honor and genes."

"Genes?"

"Yes. The Magnolys Royal Family has long bred a line of true and strong warriors. It is my hope to bring such strong genes into the bloodlines of the Brotherhood."

"Oh... well... What's this Brotherhood you mentioned?"

"It is-"

CENNETIG!

[Peola is clearing the way for everyone to get to the hard headed Brotherhooder and CLEARLY she is not amused.]

[3] [Kliiment]
[As for Kliiment? The pompous blueblooded windbag actually went as far as to go to Brussels to DEMAND that the ESUN tell the Unity Group to hand over Peola. While that didn't work out so well the first few times. Someone finally got tired of the aristocrat's bothersome whining and called the Unity Group to sort out the matter so people could get back to more important things.]



"Well well... Finally decided to acquiesce to my demands? Are you ready to return home in my arms Princes-"

[There was a very loud and meaty smack as Kliiment was punched in the face by Peola, right into the arms of one of his guards.]

"AGHPHT-"

[4] [Phannuhel & his Haremettes] [Its possible to speak to either or. Assume Peola has to suffer with the one not tagged.]
[Finally it seems that things are winding down. Still in Brussels, Peola's decided to just find a nice cafe somewhere to just collapse and enjoy a warm and relaxing drink when-]



"Peola!"

GAH!!

[Sadly said warm and relaxing drink was spilled over herself, that howerver was ignored as she swung around and saw a major problem in quadruplicate. Phannuhel is present, and so are his tag alongs.]

"Peola. I know that our last meeting did not go so well, but we need to talk. You have to return to Magnolys with us."



"C'moooon Peola, don't make it so hard on us."



[Salwah and Monika regard the happenstance warily. Peola herself looks to be on the verge of literally exploding with how her hair is flaring up.]

[Assist her by dealing with part of the issue?]

[5] [Aftermath]
[At the end of the day, where was Peola after dealing with the trials and tribulations that her royal lineage has brought onto her?]

-Hic-....-Srnnnfl-...

[Stone drunk on a sofa in the rec room in one of the bases. Several flattened cans of cheap beer were scattered around her. Admittedly the last time she had beer, it was safe to say she did not enjoy it. Now though? She simply wanted to just make all the bad bad go way way in the fog of an alcoholic haze of stupor.]

Shtupid... all 'f thish ish schtupid... mmgh... g'nna break s'mmn's face...

[Blindly groping for another can, she downs the contents in one go after cracking it open and smashing the drained can into her forehead with no sign of discomfort and letting the crumpled disc go spinning on the floor to the rest of its brethren. Peola lets out a miserable noise as she slumps into the chair, reaching for another can that goes rolling out of reach and into your foot.]

Comments

4

[tiger_ken]

...Hey.

[...Since when was Ken standing there?]

If you're going to say something about the honour of your house, Peola's house, or how much you deserve her, you should honestly just give up whilst you're ahead.

[And oh look, he has a spare cup of coffee for Peola, which he offers.]

[not_a_prize]

"Its not about that at all. Its about keeping the royal family safe after what happened."

Right... as if you give a damn about my safety.

[Peola snatches the cup, giving Ken a brief nod as she takes a sip.]



"Awww... Peola. You really ought to listen to Phannuhel. I mean your friends let you do things like punch people, but they can't tell you about what just happened at home can they?"

[Ourania titters before giving Ken a smile that didn't look quite right.]

"Honestly, Phannuhel's too good for Peola. We just need her to come back home. Right?"

[The suitor nods, though he doesn't say if he wanted Peola as his bride, or if he just wanted to bring her home like Ourania said.]

[tiger_ken]

Hey!

[Ken objects to Ourania's theft... and then sighs as he just holds out the second cup to Peola.]

Perhaps your case would be helped by actually explaining what happened. Your culture only likes stories derived from actual events, right? Well here's one - my parents cared about my safety too, but because they forgot to explain how that was a factor when they disappeared on me, it actually put me in more danger because I had no information to act on.

[not_a_prize]

"I wanted to find a way to tell Peola without causing her any distress. This is news that cannot be taken lightly at all."

[This earned a disgusted grunt from Peola who clearly didn't buy it at all, moreso to the fact that the jackass was referring to her so casually like they were friends or something. Either way she takes the new cup and holds onto it carefully just in case someone else tries to snatch it from her.]

"Her brother.... Harunn... He died. I was present at his passing."

[Peola promptly went dead silent. Salwah and Monika looked pretty shocked at the words, Ourania's expression shifted to a more impassive one.]

"I know its hard to believe and Harunn did hold on as long as he can, but the sickness had overwhelmed him. His last wish was for you to come home. Please."

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[mc_of_mcs]

Um. Could you guys come back some other day?

I mean, we've basically had to deal with the three other prompts above this one too, and we're spent.

If you could replace Pico's drink, that'd be nice too.

[not_a_prize]

[Peola was about to correct Nep about the name but just sighed. She was too irritable and exhausted to deal.]

Yes. Please. Maybe put it off for a thousand if you can. Just go.



"... We're sorry to bother you but... Phannuhel said it was very important and we had to talk to you no matter what."

[Monika let out a squeak as Salwah puts a hand on her shoulder. The melodic girl glanced at the scarred young woman and nodded.]



"Listen, we've all had rough days. Something tells me though that putting aside something important just because Phannuhel was a bit of a knucklehead the first time you met him doesn't exactly sound like the sort of thing a princess should do. You want us to replace that drink, fine. But at the very least listen to what he has to say first!"



"Thank you Salwah... I'm glad to have you here to stand up for me."

[He offers Salwah a friendly smile, the stern look on her face dissolving into a flustered mumbling.]



" 'm just doing good by you is all... we gotta stick together..."

Oh you've got to be kidding me... this is just...

[mc_of_mcs]

The harem-lead effect -is- getting pretty silly.

So. What's this so-called 'important something'?

[not_a_prize]

"Harunn's dead Peola."

[The statement was dropped with such finality that the older Princess looked absolutely dumbfounded. Harunn lowered his head, his expression somber, while Salwah and Monika looked... just as surprised as Peola was.]

...What..?

"Our Brother's dead. He died when Phannuhel left Magnolys to come get you."

[Peola repeats herself once more, except the disbelief was there in all its glory.]

What?

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[reactorhead_russians]

Sasha pushes her way through the ranks of police officer and sets her fist down on Cennetig's interrogation table.

"Pardon," she sways, starring at the glory-hound with a stone-faced expression. "Your desire to seize Peola's genes for your Brotherhood...it disturbs me. In ways that make me want to throw your out a window."

[not_a_prize]

Can we please make it a high one? I wouldn't mind a high one. Preferably without a fountain close by.

[Cennetig looks nonplussed at the threat and simply looks at the two.]



"If you wish to challenge me to honorable combat then I am willing to oblige. However do not mistake my wish to include the superior genetics of a proven warrior line as intending to take them by force."

[He simply gets up from his chair to similarly slam both his fists onto the table and regard Sasha with a look of fiery determination beneath a mountainously stony exterior.]

"I am unsure of niceties outside the brotherhood, but it is a matter of obtaining them honorably and with her permission rather than force. I was told that by obtaining victory in this contest, not only would I gain much honor for my line and my fellows but that the Princess would be more amicable should marriage take place."

[reactorhead_russians]

Sasha blinks in thought. "Ah," she says simply. "Cennetig, is it? I believe you have been.. misled in certain respects."

She looks at Peola. "Should you tell him, or I?"

[not_a_prize]

... I have a bad track record of being able to make people listen to me. Maybe you might have a better chance at it.



"Misled? Could you clarify this?"

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[a_monetized_mind]

[Jen puts her foot on the can of beer, then bends down to pick it up.]

Yeah...I'm going to have to stop you there.

[not_a_prize]

[This earned a rather irritated grumble and an arm gesturing threateningly in Jen's general direction.]

Nuh-uh... no. 'mma Princess r'memb'r? I'll stop wh'n I w'nna stop. Now gimme.

[a_monetized_mind]

Yeah, and your political office is not recognized by the sovereign state of Jennifer Douglas. Go to bed, you're drunk.

[not_a_prize]

Not tired. Wh't m'kes y' think I w'nna go t' bed?

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[actuallyselfish]

"Whoah, whoah, whoah!" Dido says, running up and laying a hand on Peola's shoulder. "Take it down a notch, Peola. Like we talked about, turn that anger into righteous action!"

She fixes a glare at the bespectacled Phannuhel. "So," she drawls in contempt, "you must be that one enemy of womankind." She flicks her nose. "Here's a news flash, player: Peola doesn't have to do a thing you say!"

[not_a_prize]

[There was a low growl from Peola... but she capitulates and backs off to let Dido say her piece.]



"A..ah. Don't yell at him!... Please? Phannuhel isn't an enemy of womankind... he's a good person!"

[Monika steps up to Phannuhel's defense and has a gentle had brush along her cheek, making her burn scarlet before quickly shuffling behind him.]



"Monika... thank you. I truly appreciate you standing up for me. I know it isn't easy for you. In any case miss... I don't exactly understand what I did to offend you to make you believe such a thing, but I assure you I am a friend to everyone."

"While I am happy to simply allow Peola to do as she wishes..."

[This earned a derisive snort from the bluenette.]

"The circumstances of what happened back on our home planet... back at Magnolys dictate otherwise."

[actuallyselfish]

Dido snorts. "Monika, is it? You seem like a good girl. You and Salwah...Ourania, even...you all deserve better than to be strung along by a guy who pretends to love you back for his own ends."

She turns to Phannuhel, and snaps her fingers and thumb shut. "Zip it, Phanny-pack. You can wait. Whatever's going on on Magnolys can wait."

She turns back to Peola and nudges her. "Peola...there's something you want to say to your sister, right?"

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[keep_your_dignity]

IS THERE A PROBLEM HERE.

[The robotic voice comes up from behind, with that well-known officer formula that, in reality, means "I know damn well there is a problem but by the time I blink next there better not be anymore". It's of course, Kagura, who felt the energy surge of Peola's near-exploding and floated by to make sure there was no collateral damage]

[not_a_prize]

!!

[Peola quickly tries to find her center as quickly as possible. Hard to do with four pains in the ass close by but she does an admirable job.]

No Major. Not at all. They were just leaving. Weren't you all?

[If Phannuhel was intimidated (and he was) he wasn't showing it. Ourania looked bemusedly at Kagura while Salwah and Monika... the former simply had the latter get behind her. Both were looking extremely... perturbed.]



"I'm afraid its just not that simple Peola. If you're trying to have us forced away by a show of force, it just can't be done. I'm here to deliver you important news and bring you back home to Magnolys for your own good and for the sake of our people."

[Kagura would feel... that this was total bullshit. While Phannuhel had an amazing poker face and control over his body, actually getting a hold of his emotions told a different matter. Everything here reeked of irritation of a well formulated plan being tossed overboard by interference and someone simply trying to find a way to put it back together.]

[keep_your_dignity]

IF YOU THINK THIS IS A SHOW OF FORCE, YOU'RE GOING TO HATE WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN IN, I EXPECT, ABOUT FORTY FIVE SECONDS.

NOW SAY YOUR BLOODY MESSAGE ALREADY OR STOP HARASSING SECURITY.

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[booty_chaser]

Ugh, what a showoff.
Yeah. What do you say we give him a little bit of his own medicine, Model A?
And you have to ask? Let's go!

[And so, Ashe wades through the crowd to get into the center of the mess, ending up face to face (or face to chest, really, Ashe is not very tall) with the large suitor]

So, you won the contest, right? Wow, pretty impressive. [Ashe seemingly compliments Xun... and grins. Anyone who knows her should have already learned to fear that grin. It's a grin that says she's planning something]

[not_a_prize]

This ought to be good.

[Peola is juuust going to keep an eye on this, can't interfere with an artist at work after all. Xun puffs up and flexes, simply grinning broadly in his self absorbed way.]



"Indeed! While there are certainly surprisingly resilient people on this world, I am most certainly without comparison! For in this world where Mega Men exist-!"

He's not going to say it is he?

"-I am a GIGA MAN!"

....He actually said it. Again

[Much eyerolling.]

[booty_chaser]

Kick his butt. Kick his butt forever. [Model A sounds deadpan as hell]
So, what do you say about another little contest of athleticism? Like, I dunno, a foot race? You and me? [Ashe, on the other hand, just sounds genial and friendly, all smiles. Of course, mongooses also smile...]

I mean, unless you're too tired, of course. I can see how you could have had some trouble and I don't want to impose.