High Priestess

Gallantly and elegantly walks forward with her people.. Until the carpet gets stuck... /again/! — Marvel RP/ Crossovers — Banter/Serious/Parody — Ships maybe? — AU ish RT

The guards looked at the frustrated priestess before pushing her out of the doors and closing it shut.

She frowned. All of the guards are moving close just to make her leave. She's making such nuisance with the Sovereign.

The guards had pulled out their guns as well to the woman. The priestess isn't amused anymore.

“Get. Out.”

May have gestured the guards to throw the woman out as well.

“Fine. Throw it away.” The guards picked it up to be thrown away.

Cue the smirk. But something actually fell between her legs and into the stairs to her throne and into the woman's feet. How- Cold sweats.

“You may leave---..” Clears her throat and smirks in victory.

She actually got up.. And sees no card on the seat. Giving her the smug ass face once again.

Mentally, keeping her sanity still. It's... Hard with this woman.. “We have mirrors. Faces being recorded on a device is simply too childish...”

“We don't need one.. We are linked with a device installed on each person's brain.” Half bluffing.

“I don't know what this... Starbucks is... ...but we will build one at once!” They do /not/ like losing. Yes, there are people already scrambling in the back for construction plans-

“A-..” “......” Gunna kill a bitch-

“What is a.. Starbucks?” Confused priestess noises-

“Why and how are your credit cards always stuck between my legs---?”

“I am The High Priestess Ayesha.. As far as your uncultured species don't know, we are more advanced and superior than your home planet.” Conceited douche bags, everyone.

“You have violated a lot of rules.. ..this will not be forgotten, earthian!” She's moody, yes.