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After finally ridding herself of the wretched confines of the cesspool known as the tower, mixed with an abhorrent array of lower classes, Kiki breathed in the outside air with fervor. How she wished things would go back to normal. Horsemen were tromping about in clothing of human origin, and lowly misfits ran to her for attention without proper introduction.

She wanted her throne room. She wanted the old ways.

She refused to participate in these garish games. Who was in charge here exactly? Memories of that Dorothy program flashed in her mind. Memory loss, hm? Was this pandemic the cause of everyone's shifted priorities?

Loss of memory or not, Kiki knew who she was. What she was.

Lost in her muttering thoughts, she walked passionately forward without looking where she was going, straight into a tall and barbarian looking red haired chieftain.

Any sane woman of her size and strength might have thought better about mouthing off to this behemoth. Kiki's pride far surpassed any such sense of self preservation.

"Listen here, you cad!" She barked back, jabbing the horseman's abs with a pointed finger. "It is you who so arrogantly blocked the path I was using! Why didn't you move when you saw me coming? Besides that, where I am headed is none of your business." More that she forgot where she'd been headed.

She huffed, crossing her arms now. "And no! I shall walk wherever I like! That includes into the path of half-naked, stinking barbarians!"

Such nerve. She should have known thick headed barbarians wouldn't respect the hierarchy of her own clan. It didn't make it any less infuriating. The world would be so much better if everyone would just submit to her authority.

Worser yet, it seemed the oaf was no treating her like a belligerent child.

"I am definitely not lost!" She harrumphed, aghast that the savage was patting her head as if he had the right to do so. "I am wandering!"

"Hmmph!" She disliked his tone, but she supposed she could humour him. "I am Kiki." As if that answered everything.

Her mouth twisted in contempt at his further queries. Did she really care to have this red headed brat follow her around? Well, she supposed if he behaved, he might be useful. "I suppose I can allow your company. I was merely looking to amuse myself with some silk shopping on my way home. I desire new curtains for my bedchamber."

"If you are well behaved, I may allow you to carry me." These roads were a mite dusty, you see.

Maybe thus man wasn't half bad. If she ignored the amusement in his tone, he was downright pleasant. She smirked delightfully, nodding along. "Yes yes. They frame the windows, block sunlight when needed. Mostly they are a fantastic display of elegance and wealth."

She wasn't certain what a skelf was, but decided it meant 'beautiful and precious'.

"Perfect. I'd like to ride upon your shoulder. I wish to be tall today." She spread out her arms, waiting patiently to be attended.

"Some curtains?" She chuckled. What would a barbarian know of fine silks? "I will be a gracious guide and point out the best of them all. Just for you." Be grateful, was the statement underlaying beneath her tone.

Atop his shoulder, she felt powerful. While he was not the tallest of beings she'd ever met, she was still much taller than herself alone.

"Oh yes. It shall do just fine. Worry not, my friend." She grinned widely, patting him atop his red haired head. "Onward! We shall marvel at the luxury that awaits us."

She patted his head much the same way he'd done to her earlier. "There, there. I'm sure your cave is pretty and furry."

She looked over the brightly lit shops in the modern shopping district, eyeing each window with a gaze that ate up every little detail. "That one! That one! The shop with the gold brocade! ....Brocade, you ninny! Oh for--- here, left! The lef--- yes that one." The shop was lined with silks and fabrics for curtains and upholstery. Heavy materials that held a regal weight to them.