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Characters: The ~~Ironwood Emperor~~ Alderwood Commander and anyone who came to speak with the Ironwood Emperor.
Date: January 12th
Location: The Palace of Landed Sky
Situation: The expected holding of an audience for any that care to speak with the Ironwood Emperor, though they will be met instead by the Alderwood Commander.
Warnings/Rating: N/A; to be updated if necessary

The hall is still and white, strung with softly glowing lanterns that are strung up high beyond reach. Outside, the sun is at its zenith, and it filters down through the cloudy glass roof to create a brilliant, nearly blinding ambiance.

The floor is marble, inlaid with mother-of-pearl and ruby quartz. It catches the light, and casts strange patterns on the walls.

The room itself is almost eerily silent. No noise, no echoes. No one and nothing vaguely human, excepting the presence of Evandau. The commander of all law enforcement in Keeliai and its surrounding areas stands before the Emperor's empty throne with patient expression and posture reminiscent to the at-ease bearing of a soldier. He waits to receive the petitioners, kedan and Foreigner alike, in Eshai's place this one day. As with her audiences, those wishing to make their case must approach him and he will make not move to shorten the distance between the grand entryway and the throne that he defends.

The 'audience' is an open one, and no one will be turned away. So come one, come all, to the Palace of Landed Sky.

[Actionspam or prose are both acceptable! The Emperor has delegated the audience to Evandau this month and he has been temporarily granted many of the authorities that she naturally holds. Why is that? Well, telling y'all would be too easy, wouldn't it?

Characters will only be admitted into the hall one by one, so there won't be anyone present for anyone else's conversations, and there won't be any 'mingling' in the chamber itself.

By popular demand, we will continue to allow mingling for those waiting for an audience in an antechamber. There is a thread header below to allow for that!]

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Kon had been waiting until he caught wind that the Emperor was going to hold another audience. He wanted to speak to her, ask her something and he was nervous as he went along. What was she going to say? Would she laugh at his request? Tell him it was an impossible task? Kon had no idea and that's what made him all the more nervous about it.

More people from his home world had arrived, and since he had arrived here himself, every person was from a point in time that was literally years ahead. He was tired of it. The mild surprise some of them showed at seeing a younger version, at seeing him. He wanted to know what he was like when they came from, what the Kon they knew was like and the only person that could really help was the Emperor.

So that was why he was there, entering the audience chamber and, oh holy crap the place was huge. Kon took a deep breath and let it out after a moment and took to the air, making his way to the throne. He'd never been before, so he didn't know what to expect, no one had told him. To be fair though, he never asked.

He stopped suddenly when he saw Evandau and stared, hovering in mid-air. This wasn't something he'd expected before, and he didn't see the Emperor. With a raised brow, he cleared his throat and moved a little closer.

"Uh, I thought I was gonna see the Emperor? Not that I'm not totally thrilled to see you or anything but, y'know..."

Evandau remembered him, the same as he recalled all that broke the laws of Keeliai. The curfew miscreant with flight and strength, both which had taken his presence to subdue in the aftermath of the gang altercations.

He remained standing before the throne, unfazed by the hovering. Briefly, his expression took on a wry cant. "Today, you will be seeing me," came out simple and sweet. "What do you want?"

Kon lowered himself so that his feet touched the ground and he walked closer. Staying far enough away from Evandau. He hadn't seen the guy since he was released from the station. He'd known after that that he had been in the wrong, but he still didn't like Evandau. Didn't like what he could do.

He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, most of his weight put to one side.

"I want to know what happens. I want to know if there's any way the Emperor can show you or tell you stuff that happens back home. Like the future, or other peoples past."

Kon's brow creases and his mouth draws into a tight line.

"I'm sick of not knowing and feeling like people are hiding stuff from me.

So is there?"

"There is." Evandau lacked the elegance and eloquence that Eshai operated with. His answers were direct, to the point, and rarely offered more information than warranted by the question.

Kon's eyes widened for a moment, ignoring how he answered him and concentrating on what it was he had actually said. There was a way. A way for him to find out. He almost forgot where he was and that he had a body to move, having been numbed by the thought of possibly seeing things.

He swallowed and nodded, feeling coming back to his limbs.

"Great. Alright, so uhm...how does it happen and can I do it?"

And that is where things could get sticky. Evandau noted the reaction with a simple, sharp not to add emphasis to his answer. Whatever information the miscreant wanted, it meant a great deal to him and that meant a great impact on getting it.

"It happens here in the palace, but you'll only find out how if you pay up." His tone took on a slight strain here, a touch of distaste for the statement that followed. "As Lieuen would say: What's it worth to you?"

'Everything' wasn't an answer he would give. There was more important things out there than this. But it meant a lot. A heck of a lot. Pay up, Kon could do that. Not right now though, he had no money on him, maybe he really should add a pouch onto his thigh belt.

Kon reached up and rubbed the back of his neck,.

"I've got money. I can pay for it through the job I've got. I don't mind cutting down on crap."

"'Money' can mean a few juulan or a few million," Evandau warned. "I need a set figure."

"Thirty juulan a week. For a month. That's just over half my wages, I'm a Super and I'm a growing guy, so that's a big lump of my food money. That's how much I want to know this stuff."

"That's worth a few years." Evandau had little interest in negotiation on that point. His tone was flat, indicative of his 'take it or leave it' opinion on the matter.

"That's all I want."

His reply was instant, he didn't have to think about it. He knew that's all he really needed.

The negotiations completed, Evandau pivoted to the right and took steady, even strides towards an alcove to the far side of the room. "Come with me," he ordered.

There existed one room within the palace in which this could be done as explained to him by Eshai and on this one day, he had the authorities and influence to both access and utilise it for the sake of Foreigners that petitioned and paid for some glimpse of their future. This one room had many approaches and he intended to take a convoluted one to preserve its exact location within the palace, but even then it would only take ten minutes to approach the door, should Kon maintain his pace.

Evandau stopped at the door, looking straight at it as he explained one last thing: "Any attempts to renege on your payment will violate our agreement," he warned. "Violation of any agreement with me in her place is an offence against the Emperor and I will personally see to punishment, understood?"

Even though he hadn't known what to expect, the fact that he was now about to actually have this happen was blowing him away. As he followed after Evandau, his mind raced with thoughts on what was going to happen next. What was he going to see and hear, his imagination went wild with images on how it happened.

Once they were at the door and Evandau gave him the warning, he looked at him with a serious look to his face and nodded.

"I never go back on what I say. You'll get the payments in full."

Evandau nodded and opened the door into a room lit with a circular arrangment of lanterns hung from the ceiling. The focal point was a pool lain into the floor at dead centre and encompassing most of the space. Mirrors laid out in the room and within the deep walls of the pool created an endless reflection that he ignored as he stepped aside and gestured for Kon to enter.

The room wasn't like anything he had ever seen before, like the rest of the palace he'd seen it looked amazing. Maybe a little out of place and not really to his taste either. But enough that he could appreciate it.

Kon was cautious when he walked in. Was something going to jump out? What was with the pool and why were there so many mirrors?

"So this is...uh, okay."

Evandau followed him in by only a few paces, where he was near enough to make contact, but with enough distance that he could not also fall in.

"This is it," he said, simply putting his hands out towards Kon with the intent to push him straight into the pool. With his ability in effect, he had no concern about strength or flight interfering.

Meanwhile, the pool itself would listen to what Kon wanted and allow only what Evandau permitted, but for that to work, the miscreant needed to be in the water first.

Kon nodded a little as he looked at the pool. He didn't really understand any of it though and when he glanced to Evandau one brow rose in confusion and then it dawned on him and his eyes widened. This dude was going to push him in and damn it, his powers were locked again. Kon's muscles strained as he tried to use his TTK to get out of the way.

It wasn't working and he knew it wouldn't, but his body tried to react on its own. With things not working he was more off guard than usual and suddenly wet. Evandau had actually just...pushed him in!
Kon wiped away his wet hair and glared up at the guy.

"What the hell? Dude you just..."

Kon found himself trailing off as the mirrors seemed to change enough for him to notice and then it was as if he was there in the pool watching a home movie of him. With things he didn't remember happening.

Shit, this was pretty freaky now that he thought about it. He was watching his life play out the way it would back home, seeing the same things, hearing them. He couldn't smell the same smells of think the same thoughts though.

He saw it all. His costume changing, his hairstyle, the fact he grew facial hair. Kon rubbed at his jaw when he saw it. He saw the events happening with Young Justice, his time in Gotham where he met Batgirl and stood up to Batman. Wait, he knew that girl, she was...they had something? Everything was showing up so fast that he saw that another mirror was starting to show things. Granny Goodness and Secret falling in with Darkseid and...and him and Wondy. Oh man it really happened. Happens. Whatever.

As more goes on, he sees the Teen Titans, sees who he's meant to become and the guy that everyone else knows. Kon feels himself getting angry, this person is Conner Kent, Conner, not Kon. Not him. He doesn't want to accept it even if some of it ties in with what Tim, the other Tim told him. He sees that they were best friends. Are best friends, because that isn't him. It's not.

But he keeps watching and he sees more. He hears something that makes him go cold and feel like a lead weight. If this Conner guy was him, he has a trigger. No one told him. No one told him anything and it makes him angrier. He ignores what else he sees and shakes his head, pushes the water and grips the edge of the pool.

"This is a joke, right? You made this up, didn't you? Pretty neat trick."

Time in the pool moves differently, where months and years pass by the senses of the submerged during the minutes tolerated upon the surface. Evandau stands through this minutes in the same at-ease posture taken in the throne room, waiting for the break in the water that comes as Kon surfaces.

He hears the accusation and his expression shifts, bitterly wry in the turn of his smile. "You received exactly what we agreed upon," he said flatly. "Whether you like what happens or not, that is what your future would hold."

Kon's eyes are screwed shut as he tries to wipe away everything. Peoples faces, their expressions, what they've said to him, the memories. He shakes his head and pulls himself out of the water completely, kneeling at the edge and if his powers had been left untouched he would have pushed out against the mirrors and the marble and everything. He punches the group in frustration and only feels the dull ache come across his knuckles.

Kon got to his feet and again wiped the wet curls from his face.

"Bullshit. I wouldn't do any of that. That...that guy?" He points to wear he had seen the events unfold. "He is not me.

You'll still get the payments, I want outta here."

"Your denial is your problem." Evandau gestures to the door, indicating that the miscreant ought depart first. Rejection of the information doesn't surprise him, but few do well knowing what awaits them. Already, too many reject the realities of their past and cannot fathom what may come, but self-acceptance is not his issue to deal with.

That was definitely one way of putting it and without even looking back at the pool he walked out of the room. He'd ask for a towel, but chances were Evandau wouldn't have one and he really just wanted to get away from this place.

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