[IC] The Monarchy of the Giant King and his Divine Ferocity

[The Giant King]

"My love, are you ready for departure?"

The Monarch's words rise above the screaming, whipping wind that threatens to haul his massive frame from the open hatch. The hatch itself is connected to a series of levers and mechanical nuisances that Niukii himself hardly bothered with, as the microbial nanomachines are tasked with the labors of maintaining the ship's integrity. The metal itself is unknown to the planet in which they hover above, the planet in which will soon be their's. But! Niukii bothered not of conquest at this time, his ever-buzzing consciousness fixated upon the smaller beauty that was his queen, his wife, and his best friend. Form the time they had bet via unnatural, and unprecedented circumstance, he had desired to protect her small Fialin being. From adventures of her dying home planet, to the struggles upon his very ship - in which he commandeered himself after blasting off with it to escape said planet - to surviving on a hostile world infested with cold-blooded reptiles, they had prevailed together. And now, it was their turn to administer these hardships, in the place of pushing through them.

"Honey," he Spoke, turning his head, in which he was forced to move the flicking white locks from his pale visage, "Are you ready?"

The hull of the ship was concealed within a cloaking device, in which was Niukii's design, bending the lightwaves that hit the exterior of this massive spacecraft so that it was practically invisible to the naked eye. The small COMMS speaker in his ear relayed her voice, reminding him to switch his own microphone on. The HUD in front of him Read, 'CLEAR' in blindingly blue letters. The HUD itself was a projection of images in front of the eyes, reacting to thought to function.

It was time to drop.

Returning his attention back to the agape hatch before the pair, He takes a quick gander down below toward the city. It was somewhat peaceful, this Earth... but not so long does peace last that evil ceases festering. And today, he was the incarnation of this evil. An evil that would shatter this city, shatter its silence, and snuff out its hope. Not single-handedly, of course. He had his wife by his side. Speaking of his wife, Niukii's Fialin lover received a little something before he continued; a bright;y-illuminated crimson heart emoji projected itself upon her HUD. With a small grin, the Xena stepped from the steady hatch door, and began the freefall down to the ground.

. . . .

A man, clad in black, stalks the inner walls of his apartment. A struggling artist, a failing student, a divorced husband. All things that warrant the gun he had pressed to his skull. The bed he slept in was threatened with an overdue rent, an he'd had enough. As the bullet left the chamber, it pressed against the hot skin of his temple, it threatened to penetrate the grey matter softly enclosed within the cranium, he awoke from the grim daydream.

Another failed night at drinking. He had failed to pull the trigger. Agai-

That's when Niukii's 8'6 body crashed through the roof of the building, shattering windows and walls, but also the man's skull. the building fell without its support, collapsing on top of the alien.

[Divine Ferocity]

It was a good thing that the lofty lover had repeated his request for her preparedness - because the first inquiry had gone right over her head. The spritely yet worn young woman listened, of course, or intended to, but so much information overwhelmed her consciousness much like how a myriad of new scents flooded the nose and brain of a canine. The new technology her husband had taught her of, a new planet with new creatures, new power from her training... all of these things, whirling together in an epitome of novelty, and taking her varying attention span by the back of the neck. She was fixated upon the concrete and glass jungle below them, and it was a marvel - even from this absurd height, her multi-layered oculars could detect most of the details of the buildings below, and even a few occupants here and there. Her mouth waters faintly, and she wonders if there was a delectable dish being served below, or a primed game animal that somehow wandered into the clutches of civilization. It was a little absurd, perhaps... but with senses about nine times as powerful as the most developed ones known to Earth, it was hard not to be distracted or intrigued with such possibilities.

Niukii's second clarification, despite the vicious zephyrs that spiraled about them, makes it to her sensitive tympanum. She tilts her head fifteen degrees upwards in that direction, as if this somehow perfected the faint sound that reached the drum, and gives him a smile as bright as the sun. A curt nod follows, before the complete levity melts from her features as she looks to the ground miles below. Two sets of sharper-than-a-canine's incisors knead her bottom lip, a bit of apprehension prickling up her spine. While it was a perfectly evolutionary fear, she had never been fearful of heights, never experienced vertigo. However, she was still aware of the danger. Niukii had trained her with her newfound resilience (along with a power she had perfected) how to survive this long drop. Still, the thought of jumping wrong, changing at the wrong time, becoming nothing more than a reddish splatter on the pavement... it was sobering.

She'd forgotten, momentarily, that she was far from alone, and far from unsafe. She was a capable woman, with a capable lover. This mission - or at least, the simple part of landing okay - would succeed without fail.

She only has the reassurance of the animated heart that briefly appears in her field of vision. She'd answer in kind and with a roguish smile - if she'd even used this technology correctly, that is - before she follows Niukii out of the hatch, jogging the few steps before leaping off with the confidence of an Olympic diver.

.....

A few instants before she hits the ground, she squeezes the rubber lining of part of her gear, knuckles going white with the force...
And her body and the armor around it ripple with transparent waves before the color of the blue-black rubber creeps rapidly over every inch of it. The impact on the debris of a building, already demolished by her lover's descent, was trivial now. Her rubber body bounces off to the side, which alarms her some, but it's no matter. Once she is mostly grounded, she releases her hold, and her body is once again composed of all different manner of chemicals and compounds. She stands, dusting off her pants as if she'd merely tripped into pre-existing rubble. "Now, where's my beloved gone...?" She comments absently, innocently - as if they hadn't just obliterated a major institution of some kind.