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[ action | open ] and all the kids cried out, "please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
"Red Ranger... I'll see that you pay for this, if it's the last thing I ever do!" That had been Ecliptor's voice.
Astronema hadn't been dead. She had, however, been drained of energy from one reflected shot of her own amplified power. It was bad enough that she couldn't even move her eyes to show Ecliptor she was alive when he rushed to her. But somehow, perhaps through willpower alone, she at least remained conscious.
Which meant that she saw, through barely-cracked eyelids, her mentor and father-figure turn to dust. Even as the powder rained down from Ecliptor's attempt to shield her, the power that had done it had grabbed at her mind. But before it could pull...
Astronema woke up.
She was laying just the same as on the Dark Fortress, only now she was on a strange, small bed rather than on a metal floor. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, amazed that she could even do so yet, and mentally felt around in her rather extensive energy reserves. She'd never been out of energy like that before in her entire life, not even during training.
But now, it was almost back to normal... already? Just what had that blast been made out of, besides something that would apparently try to 'correct' her nature? The Queen of Darkness sat up slowly with a creak of armor, and surveyed the dark cavern of the Bay.
She opened her mouth to call for Ecliptor... and then closed it in silence.
Ah, yes. The dust.
A sweep of her power gathered all the fine golden powder that had traveled with her into her cupped palms. The sorceress sat for a while, ignoring the white box in her lap, just gazing down at that dust. Some time passed. She didn't know how long; didn't care.
Eventually, she closed her hands around the dust in a protective gesture. When she opened them again, it was all gone. De-summoned to whatever void things went to when she stored them; safe.
Now, to see about this place. With an absent gesture, Astronema de-summoned the box she'd awoken with, as well. She would examine it later. The sorceress climbed out of the pod-bed, and her boots sank into liquid. Astronema's expression twisted with disgust before smoothing into cold arrogance as she lifted her chin. A flash of purple energy and she'd teleported from beside the pod to solid ground. Another flash, and her staff was in her gloved hand.
She ignored the slow crumbling of the cybernetic implant on the side of her face; that was dust she didn't care about.
When the hologram was triggered, Astronema stared coldly at it for a moment before turning to the magazine stand and plucking a map from it to look over. She continued to act like she wasn't listening to the device, but every word was cataloged, even as she studied the map.
"...So," Astronema finally spoke, for the very first time on this world. "It seems I've finally gone mad."
Huh, said her casual tone, that took longer than I expected.
[ OOC: current appearance is from the end of PRiS. ]
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
"Red Ranger... I'll see that you pay for this, if it's the last thing I ever do!" That had been Ecliptor's voice.
Astronema hadn't been dead. She had, however, been drained of energy from one reflected shot of her own amplified power. It was bad enough that she couldn't even move her eyes to show Ecliptor she was alive when he rushed to her. But somehow, perhaps through willpower alone, she at least remained conscious.
Which meant that she saw, through barely-cracked eyelids, her mentor and father-figure turn to dust. Even as the powder rained down from Ecliptor's attempt to shield her, the power that had done it had grabbed at her mind. But before it could pull...
Astronema woke up.
She was laying just the same as on the Dark Fortress, only now she was on a strange, small bed rather than on a metal floor. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, amazed that she could even do so yet, and mentally felt around in her rather extensive energy reserves. She'd never been out of energy like that before in her entire life, not even during training.
But now, it was almost back to normal... already? Just what had that blast been made out of, besides something that would apparently try to 'correct' her nature? The Queen of Darkness sat up slowly with a creak of armor, and surveyed the dark cavern of the Bay.
She opened her mouth to call for Ecliptor... and then closed it in silence.
Ah, yes. The dust.
A sweep of her power gathered all the fine golden powder that had traveled with her into her cupped palms. The sorceress sat for a while, ignoring the white box in her lap, just gazing down at that dust. Some time passed. She didn't know how long; didn't care.
Eventually, she closed her hands around the dust in a protective gesture. When she opened them again, it was all gone. De-summoned to whatever void things went to when she stored them; safe.
Now, to see about this place. With an absent gesture, Astronema de-summoned the box she'd awoken with, as well. She would examine it later. The sorceress climbed out of the pod-bed, and her boots sank into liquid. Astronema's expression twisted with disgust before smoothing into cold arrogance as she lifted her chin. A flash of purple energy and she'd teleported from beside the pod to solid ground. Another flash, and her staff was in her gloved hand.
She ignored the slow crumbling of the cybernetic implant on the side of her face; that was dust she didn't care about.
When the hologram was triggered, Astronema stared coldly at it for a moment before turning to the magazine stand and plucking a map from it to look over. She continued to act like she wasn't listening to the device, but every word was cataloged, even as she studied the map.
"...So," Astronema finally spoke, for the very first time on this world. "It seems I've finally gone mad."
Huh, said her casual tone, that took longer than I expected.
[ OOC: current appearance is from the end of PRiS. ]
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The little dragon got down on all fours, slowly inching closer. She'd be content to simply pass by the woman without socializing if she'd let her, but it'd be rude to pass by without a greeting. Unfortunately, any greeting that Liora could think of just got choked in her throat.
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Suddenly, Astronema dropped the map in her hands and wheeled around on one heel. The diamond-shaped end of the Wrath Staff pointed squarely over and down at the little dragon. The staff crackled with purple energy, but she didn't fire it, her eyes narrowing.
"Who are you?" she demanded. Her tone was that of someone who expected an answer, and now.
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The fact that Astronema didn't already know who she was meant that she wasn't specifically after her, which was Liora's only comfort at the moment.
"I'm...I'm Liora..." she stammered. "Who...are you?"
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"You don't know who I am?" That certainly was a surprise. "You don't know who I am..." Astronema repeated, slower, her free hand coming up to play with the locket at her throat. "How... interesting."
The Queen of Darkness didn't give a proper reply at first, instead seeming to get lost in thought as her fingers idly flipped the locket to and fro. This had to be a separate dimension, she thought, one apart from her own. There was no one in all of the galaxies of space who didn't know who she was, now. She'd been notorious before, certainly, but conquering everything had only made it so that even the most backwater of planets knew her face and name; knew who ruled them.
Astronema's eyes narrowed again as a thought crossed her mind. "...If you don't know who I am, why are you acting so nervous?" Was the small creature lying? To her? How foolish.
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Liora still watched her carefully, noting every gesture, trying to read her possible intentions.
"So that's why I'm nervous...because where I came from, the Beastclans and Erebus were all after me...so I didn't know if the creatures in this world would be after me as well..."
She just can't be too careful, especially without Cane and Snowy to cover her...
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"...I am Astronema," she finally gave her name, watching for any hint of recognition. A flinch from the name itself, a twitch out of place... anything.
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She gave the woman a nod. "It's...nice to meet you..."
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Please not humans, she thought. The monster-raised sorceress was so tired of dealing with humans...
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Liora tilted her head curiously at the newcomer. "Where do you come from?"
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Hey you okay?
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Of course. Why wouldn't I be?
[There was a tiny, sarcastic little smile on her face. She tossed the map away and then started forward, casual, her staff held with an air of artful laziness as she approached the stranger.]
...What are you?
[Such a simple question... on the surface. And one that humans were rarely asked, in her experience.]
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[And he freezes, because looking at her, if he says he's a Power Ranger, she's proooooobably going to blast the heck out of him.]
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What was that, dear? I didn't catch the last bit.
[She circles around behind him, curious to see if he'll turn to follow or stand his ground. Astronema doesn't know he's a Ranger yet, but she's suspicious. After all, the corrupted yellow Ranger has had a successful lifetime career of hunting and killing Power Ranger teams all across the cosmos. And Astronema has seen a lot of morphers.]
[This predator smells blood.]
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I'm a Power Ranger.
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Look at you! Zordon would be so proud. And it only took you two tries.
[She continued to prowl around the Ranger, amused at this little game.]
I am Astronema, the Queen of Evil.
[A title she'd earned by conquering every known galaxy. No singular ranger had ever beaten her in combat. Nor any duo. She somehow doubted this boy would be the first. Astronema stopped circling, and pointed one gloved hand away from the Bay.]
Run, and pray we do not meet again.
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What year were in you in before you got dragged here?
[Dustin is honestly curious.]
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And I have a feeling this will not end well for him XD
*whistles innocently*
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He snorts.
"Yeah, join the club. Feels like that makes about as much sense as anything round here."
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"It would seem so," she agreed. She folded the map back up in her hands and made it vanish in a small burst of purple energy, freeing one hand to drift to her locket and toy with it while the other remained on her staff. "And what are you, a sorcerer of some sort?"
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He gestures at himself dismissively. "Hence the glowing and floating and general ghostliness." True, his glow wasn't very obvious in daylight. But once he got any closer than this it would be kind of visible.
"What about you? Judging from that light show just now I'm guessing you're not an accountant."
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Huh. Ah well. These things weren't consistent even in her own dimension, why should they be so here?
"Oh, that was no light show," Astronema lifted her hand from her locket, purple energy crackling down over her gloved hand in a slow ripple of not-quite-electricity. "But I am a sorceress," she confirmed.
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He blinks and watches her motion curiously. "Cool. You know, I don't think I've met many people who could do something like that running around. Who aren't ghosts."
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"...I think."
Had Zordon's death-blast killed her, too? Was that how she'd been transported here?
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"...So does that mean you're dead?" she asked after a moment, curious.
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