I've never seen a plush... *Trails off then back tracks.* I meant, I've never even heard a mention of this! Maybe I should look into something for your birthday? *Looks at Jade and smiles.*
*The grin widens even more.* Obsession? That sounds like a good one! *Looks at Jade and sees how agitated she is. Continues in one of those fake whispers.* To Mrs. Jade: You have to tell me that story later.
*Smiles good naturedly.* No, ma'am. It's just that I didn't have a very... supportive familial situation growing up, and seeing you three interact... it warms the heart.
*Nods.* She's been acting as a Starfleet liasion with another dimensions superpower, called the Regime. She and her crew have helped out massively. *Smiles at Jade, showing a little of the care he has for her in his eyes.*
Oh thank God. I have a feeling the man would have my balls ina sack before you could say 'Ouch'... *Shivers.* Not to mention what the Kaiser would do...
*Walks out smiling with a diplomat and then shakes some of their hands.* Me: The rest of the delegation will be here within a day. And the embassy will be where exactly? *The diplomats give him an address that he files away for later. Notices Jade and smiles. Walks over.* So, how did the meeting with Quinn go?
*Extends a hand.* Hallo. I am the Botschafter Prinz Kuntel der Galaktischen Osterreichisch-Ungarischen Monarchie. Or the Ambassador Prince Kuntel of the Galactic Austro-Hungarian Empire. I am here to establish an embassy of sorts and/or good relations with the United Federation of Planets. *Smiles.*
*Starts looking around, in the military uniform that looks like it appeared from the twentieth century, though somehow making it seem in style. Walks up to the hologram.* Excuse me, could you tell me the way to the nearest Diplo. Corp. Representative? OOC: I'll let Rattler take the AI
OOC: Yes, but Rattler was in the middle of another thing, and we do in fact have the option of staying out of this invasion if we wish. Interfering with another persons implied abilities(You have time itself, allow me to have some one day trans-dimensional sh*t, if you would.) is a little... uncourteous. I know the insane…
Not Sovereign Ba'al's crown, you idiot. If he had even touched the damn thing without proper thought, he would've died from sensory overload. And tell him if he is wearing it, my father will most likely join the Daleks and kill you all... anyway, Otto says he can cut off your dimension from all others for a day. Have fun!…
Fine. Okay, here's what you do... *Explains an extremely complex ritual requiring glyphs written in blood, a drakons tooth, and a Rocs feather, along with a human sacrifice. Say a few weird words that sound more like glossolalia than a language.* That'll summon my father, who you must sell something very valuable to. Oh,…
*Smiles and wraps arms around her from behind, whispering in her ear overdramatically.* So, what you're saying is, we have some time? *Thumbs touch her waistline gently.*
*Stands up and followsher.* I should as well. Have to look good while establishing diplomatic relations... *Smiles sadly.* I wish I could just follow you around and be the clueless tourist...