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

“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.

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

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

“A-..” “......” Gunna kill a bitch-

“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-

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

“Get. Out.”

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

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

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