Not Normal at All

[not_a_prize]

1) [Right after 'The Runaway']
[Well a new machine is now sitting in the Hangars of Star Rose. Though a familiar face was soon leaving it. A very angry face at that. Peola was stomping down the gantry, tearing her helmet off and hurling it into a wall with brutal force. She was ranting and screaming angrily in a mixture of english and a language known to no human being on Earth at her current situation. Why? Well her secret was out. She was a Runaway Alien Princess with a horde of potential suitors. And now all of them were coming to Earth for her. What's more her sister somehow managed to sneak into Star Rose and was probably responsible for her Gespenst's breakdown - which was the whole reason she had to switch Regalis Filia back on in the first place.]

-Untranslatable enraged screaming- SWEAR TO GOD I'LL TEAR OFF HER ARMS AND -more untranslatable enraged screams- SMASH THEIR STUPID FACES IN -Do you actually want to know what she's saying? Its not pretty- HATE THEIR STUPID IDEAS AND HIS STUPID PLANS AND HIS STUPID NEED FOR ME TO GET MARRIED -Yeaaah best we don't know- RAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!

[Aaaand Wallpunch. Do you risk turning the wrath of a furious princess at you?]

2)
[Peola has.... relatively calmed down and is sitting in a lounge, curled up on a chair with a look that is mixed between annoyance, bitterness and resignation. She barely pays attention to the sight of a trio of people on TV trying to beat the everloving crap out of each other in front of a cheering audience.]

I know you're there...

[She sighs grumpily, she already had a long and uncomfortable talk with the commanders about a lot of things... what was one more person asking her MORE questions.]

What do you want?

Comments

[actuallyselfish]

"...I don't suppose there's an evil vizier that slips stupid pills into your father's tea and is putting him up to this?" Dido offers hopefully.

"But anyways, tell me about your brother! He sounds cool."

1/2

[not_a_prize]

If there was I doubt he would live long. My Father may cause me a lot of grief but he's been ruling long enough to pick up on someone trying to manipulate him assuming my brother didn't kill whatever person tried to do that first.

[Her brother... where to start...]

Harunn before his injuries and sickness? He was hailed as the greatest warrior and general the Kingdom of Magnolys had ever seen. We have a lot of old heroes and legends and he made a big enough name to be counted among them. He earned enough of a name that they gave him a a title that marked him as a great hero... 'The Gale of Victory'.

'As sure as the wind blows, his might will fell all foes.'

[She snickered a little.]

One of his soldiers came up with that and it caught on in the rest of the Kingdom. Harunn laughed though. He said the only reason he wins is because he always had his friends behind him to pick him up when he gets knocked over.

He never let it get to his head.

2/2

[not_a_prize]

But more than that he knew just how much I wanted to fight when I saw him training. Father never really liked the idea of me learning how to though and did his best to discourage me.

Didn't work. Especially when Harunn told him that the best idea to get me to 'back down' was if I went through the same training as the Elite Palace Guard. And they were trained from veterans so I had a lot to deal with.

[She grinned at that, oh those days were perhaps some of the roughest she ever had. But everything she learned and fought for... it was all so worth it.]

Father thought I'd give up in two days. I fought through the whole thing and didn't give up for a second like Harunn knew I would. And he always made time from me when he came back from the campaigns at the borders.

He said I was as good as he was a few years back as well and I just needed some experience.

[She laughed at that and shook her head.]

My father almost had a heart attack...

When the marriage scheme started he helped me deal with some of the idiots. Kept a lot of people from trying I could tell you that but...

After he lost his eye and leg and got sick, there wasn't much he could do anymore and they came flooding in... and I didn't want him to get any worse trying either so I just took care of the problem on my own.

[Which leads us to now.]

Re: 2/2

[actuallyselfish]

"...wow." Dido says, a little wide-eyed. "I never knew siblings could be...cool like that. You really look up to him, don't you?"

She pauses. "But what happened to him, when he got injured?"

Did the evil Vizier try to kill him?

[not_a_prize]

He was pretty much the only person left in my family I could depend on... yeah I look up to him.

[She lowers her head a little, she remembers the day he came back... court crashed to a halt, her father actually got out of his throne in the middle of it to rush over to Harunn...]

He fought a terrifying enemy off around the borders. I never got any details about the specifics... just that his troops took a lot of casualties and he got hit badly.

[And then not more than two weeks later he's out of the line of succession and her father doubled the suitor search along with looking for replacements for the title of grand general. The memory made her grimace.]

[actuallyselfish]

"And your father and sister have been deluging you with suitors instead of helping your bro recover?" Dido guesses. "Harsh."

She grimaces. "I wonder if he was wounded fighting the same foes Earth's been fending off? This galaxy's just saturated with militaristic empires eager to raid and butcher other worlds."

[not_a_prize]

He mentioned something about needing heirs to the throne to appear strong and whole...

And... that might be likely...

[actuallyselfish]

"Asses." Dido grumbles.

Her expression softens a little. "By the way: thanks for choosing our planet to hide out at. I'm glad, at least, that you're here to help us to defend it."

[not_a_prize]

I'm glad that I managed to luck out on a good place at all...

I've only ever left my home planet once and that was for my training with my brother... and up until I got here... I've never even been past the borders.