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[Zaphod Riker]

"No, I mean, we embody the place we represent. And as for powers... Well, I can make holograms, and that's it, but every one of us nations, cities, etc. are immortal to an extent." Pearland says, smiling at him.

[crowfound]

"Sounds cool.I wish trolls were like that..."Mituna said and remembered his father and what happened.

[Zaphod Riker]

"Being immortal isn't all it's made to be... Imagine making mortal friends, but watching them wither and die before your eyes, while you remain the same forever..." Pearland says, shrugging. "Or witnessing the people you look up to crumble... Or wars... Wars can be the worst sometimes..."

[MetaknightFan1]

Zor stopped talking. Finally, he started again. "You'll worry Zeena. And Zazz. They both care about you." He sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

Zazz laughed again, enjoying Paul's struggling. "Now you know not to go against a Zeti. Just think, if you had listened to me, you might still have the Cacophonic Conch!" He started walking downstairs, past Zor's room, to another room. It was fairly large, but unfurnished, with some cobwebs in the corner and no windows. Zazz tossed him in. "Have fun!" He said, the closed and bolted the door.

[crowfound]

"That wouldn't be good at all,I'd hate to watch that.Some trolls ,mostly the high bloods, live for as many as 606 or more solar sweeps.(around 1,200 earth years) so they live for a while."Mituna explained to her.l

[Zaphod Riker]

Paul whimpers, hissing as he hit the ground. He looks around, frowning. "What..." He questions, snapping his suspenders against his plaid shirt.

Ysavandia merely makes a confused expression. "Dunno them..." She mutters, curling up again.

"What's a sweep, dearie?" Pearland asks, sitting on a nearby bench and patting the spot next to her in a friendly manner.

[crowfound]

Mituna put his skateboard under the bench and sat next to her,"Well a sweep is a year for us in Alternia,whick is equal to about 2 years on Earth."

[MetaknightFan1]

Zazz went back upstairs, sitting down in one of the chairs. "He's locked up." He grinned, looking at the others. "Great! Glad we got to show him who's boss!" Zeed cheered.

Zor snapped to attention, standing up and walking over to Ysa. "What... What do you mean?" He asked, looking down at her. "They're you're friends!"

[Zaphod Riker]

"Careful that doesn't roll away, now." Pearland says, and thinks for a moment. "I'm just under two hundred years old... so I would be about a hundred sweeps, correct?" She asks softly, smiling at him as she counted on her thin fingers.

"D-don't shout at me, mister!" Ysavandia says, startled and backing up a bit, rolling. "Can't be friends with people I dunno, is all..."

[MetaknightFan1]

"..." Zor went silent. Then he walked out the door of his room, not bothering to close it. He went upstairs, passing the other Zeti, and left. It was raining, but he didn't really care. He needed some alone time, so he started flying towards the forest.

The other Zeti watched him go. "Geez, what's up with him?" Zazz asked. "He's Zor." Was Zeena's quick explanation, and the subject was dropped. Zeed was worried though. Leaving quietly, she turned invisible and chased after Zor.