AH! WHAT THE-

“AH! WHAT THE-”

Lucette had been enjoying a rather nice and peaceful dream of being cuddled by a group of black panthers when she was RUDELY and forcefully awakened by a loud voice yelling in her ear. 

Lucette shot up in the bed, hair a tangled curly mess, clothing a wrinkled mess. All in all, she looked like someone who was startled out of sleep. Blue eyes stared in bewilderment at the man who dared to wake her up in such a manner.

“What...What is wrong with you?! Why are you shouting?!” She yelled at him, covering herself with her blanket. She was wearing a robe but was too startled to remember that.

‘Has no one taught him that its rude to walk into a woman’s room and wake her up in such a manner?’

Lucette quietly agreed. She was not properly dressed to receive visitors, especially men! “Could you not knock on the door before entering so?!”

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Lucette froze with pork halfway in her mouth when Kuai announced that dinner will end soon before groaning alongside the recruits. Its always hard to choose between bed or food. Especially really good food. She mostly just been spending her time eating and watching the other recruits and how they conduct themselves. They all seemed…..normal. Well, normal in a middle class way. If this had been a dinner with the Royal Court, it probably would’ve been a lot quieter, with sharp venomous glares being thrown at various other nobles. A poisonous cloud, figuratively and sometimes literally.

Here however, there was a atmosphere of camaraderie and comfort. Conversation was lively and constant and filled the room. It reminded Lucette sorely of home. Not the palace but of simpler times. Where she and her grandfather and her parents would gather around a simple wooden table and trade stories of adventures and funny moments, Lucette, small as she was back then, always chirping up with a statement or two.

The flood of memories made Lucette homesick but this was one that couldn’t be cured by returning home. Because even if she did, nobody would be there. All the persons that should’ve been, are long gone from this plane.

‘You humans have a tendency of making yourselves feel worse when you’re already sad. I don’t understand it. You live too much in the past, my dear. And your grief from it is preventing you from enjoying the presenting.’ Lucette sighed sadly, knowing that she was right. But it was so hard. An atmosphere of grief hung over Lucette. She was glad that nobody noticed. She didn’t want to ruin anyone else’s mood.

Bi-Han woke with a groan.

“Shinnok’s ass this hurts.”

‘Language.’

“Fuck off my head hurts like a well fucked slut’s hole right now.”

‘That’s what you get for getting blackout drunk. Just because your brother gave you a bottle doesn’t mean you should drink all of it and three more after that in the middle of the night.’

Once this headache passes and the night falls, he’s going to shut that smug shit up. Though he had a nagging sensation that Saibot would be expecting this. Little shit probably planned it out - ugh, where did his brother leave the herbs anyway?

By the time the first gulp of medication and water ran down his throat, the elder cryomancer pinched the bridge of his nose; peering out the window. The sun barely started rising over the eastern horizon, prime time to start training, then hopefully his head would stop hurting like a little bitch. But speaking of training…

“Good morning Lucette, it’s time to wake up!”

The man’s long period of silence rang alarm bells in Lucette’s mind. The way his head tilted and his eyes looked distant for a bit before focusing on her was not natural. She would’ve been more disturbed by it but-

‘Let’s not have the pot calling a kettle black now, girl.’

Yes, she could not speak so boldly. When he spoke to her, he started talking about....some other odd place. 

“S...Spain? My apologies, but I have never heard of such a world. I am from the world of Valencia, ruled by the clockworks. I can most certainly assure you, I am no visitor. Or...at least, not willingly.”

She felt embarrassed admitting that but withholding too much information from someone who seems to know the place would not be very helpful in the long run.

“The Changbai Mountains? Am I somewhere in Mooshu?”

‘I have traveled Mooshu and have never heard of such a mountain range. He is either messing with you or we are truly further away than I thought.’

It seems so. She was in really deep trouble now. At the man’s answer of being a human and admitting he knew he didn’t look like one, Lucette’s body posture relaxed slightly, though she still kept her hands close to her side.

“My sincerest apologies for the rude question, Bi-Han. I have encountered many odd creatures in my life and have many magical enemies.”

Wouldn’t be very queenly to forget her manners, after all.

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The sound of someone else’s voice startled Lucette, causing her to yelp and whirl around, only to pause when she laid eyes on….what was talking to her.

’Well, that’s different.’

Different was putting it nicely. The man looked like a frost bitten corpse who had been dug up and dressed in Mooshu like clothing. Pale ashen skin with a blue tint, odd colored eyes, and the mask covering half of his face didn’t help. And that sickle hanging off his hip looked a bit too sharp in her opinion. She decided to answer the question but keeping her Royal title hidden. You never know.

”I….I am Lucette Favero of Valencia. Who is it that I am speaking to? And are you human or otherwise?”

Many would think that a rude question but considering her situation and the man’s odd appearance, Lucette thinks it’s a well deserved one. If he is a hoodoo possessed or controlled creature, she would rather know upfront than later. It didn’t help that he was wearing armor and she….wasn’t. She was dressed in Terrus’ shirt, Maria’s odd trousers she called “shorts” and odd shoes that Maria called “sneakers”. Nothing one would wear to a fight.

She kept one hand close to her hip, palm open, prepared to summon a fireball if he tried something.

‘Valencia? Isn’t that a city from the Earthrealm country of Spain?’ Though Bi-Han was admittedly more focused on the how, even with Saibot’s incredulous vocalization in his thoughts. 

Saying he was suspicious would not be wrong: her clothing, her claims of where she came from, nothing was adding up correctly. Unless, of course, she was thrown here by some sort of magic, nothing was really impossible in those realms. Though if that was the case - 

‘I swear if this was Quan Chi doing his bullshit again, I’m going to lose MY shit.’ 

‘Not possible, he is dead. We watched Hasashi tear his head off.’ 

Bi-Han scowled beneath his mask. Even his bloody name left a sour taste on his tongue. It was all thanks to that vile sorcerer that he was very nearly condemned to the fires of the Netherrealm, at the hands of the specter Scorpion and now Grandmaster Hanzo Hasashi of the Shirai Ryu. Fucker deserved to die and more, lucky that Scorpion got to him before he did, or he wouldn’t just be losing his head. 

“You are quite a distance from Spain, girl. Did you get lost from your party of tourists?” For the sake of now, though, he’ll wear his nice little mask of civility. “It’s quite an awful month to be out here in the Changbai Mountains.” 

Her reaction to his appearance was… not unexpected, to say the least: “Bi-Han. I am a human, even if I may not look like one.”

Lucette: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. Artorias: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

I’m soooo bored! we still have 80 miles to go!

Someone y’all to me about something or teach me how to draw male lips. I’ve been struggling with a sketch for hours

Lucette: So that’s my plan. Ulysses: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean. Lucette: No, go ahead, I want to hear it. Ulysses: It fucking sucks. Lucette: That’s not constructive criticism.

There is going to be......a SECOND SEASON....of that shitshow.......

Damn, if the standards of the anime industry are that low, maybe I do have a shot.