@Sonata: That wasn't a surrender. That was an emotional attack. And a testing of limits.
Come on, this Jardsam. Armies have fled from him and he just swaggered off with a smirk on his face. He's gonna keep on trying until he finds a trick that works. And if he doesn't? Well, back to the old drawing board for attempt no. 24658946793652973
@SamJaz: You have already found the one limit she has at her current level. She can't change things that are bound to another universe, She could have just tossed the books and easily put in another copy. Kita likes watching Jardsam twist in the wind for her amusementXD
@Sonata: Jardsam blinked, "OF COURSE!" He shouted, slamming the book against his head. "I AM SO STUPID! STUPID STUPID STUPID!"
Book under his arm, he ran back into the Office, setting it into gear and flying it back.
It wasn't often that this happened. He must be getting old.
Kita practically had to shout it out loud that there was a limit to what she could and couldn't do, and what she couldn't do was mess around with things bound to other universes.
Jardsam's brain raced with the implications this would entail. The majority of his stuff came from and was bound to the laws of different universes, 99% of his armoury for one, as well as the clothes on his back, himself, but, most importantly, the Office.
He pulled on the handbrake and the whole Office lurched to a stop. Hopefully the pool didn't leak into the library again, because that was just annoying.
Opening the door, he grinned at his latest idea, much better than casually murdering the chef.
He stepped down from the office and onto the bathroom floor, making sure to lock the door behind him before examining his handiwork.
An interdimensional warship was parked three inches above Kita's toilet seat.
Did Kita even use a toilet? Who cares? The insult was there all the same.
Opening a window, Jardsam shimmied down the wall, careful not to intrude into her personal chambers like last time.
That thing was locked in place like spelling mistake at a job interview. The only way she was getting her crapper back was if she built around the Office.
@SamJaz: Kita walked inside her bathroom and seen Jardsam park his massive ship in her bathroom. Kita just shook her head, even though she could not change physical appearance of the Office, she could still move it, control it, due to the laws of physics, and augmentation of concepts in her realm. Opening a small portal that lead 500 miles west of Kurenai tower. With a flick of her finger she pushed the warship into the portal. The Bathroom remain in perfect condition.
@Sonata:
The earth shook as the Office impacted against the ground 500 miles away. Though only slightly larger than a phone booth on the outside, it weighed more than the chaos verse did and it was only thanks to some adjustments Jardsam made Sweeps ago that the impact didn't wipe out all life on the planet.
We was just going to have to wrap clingfilm around her toilet next time.
@Sonata: It took a few days to reach the Office, walking distance, but that was time he'd easily recover. Getting inside, he got to work cleaning, and he arrived back at the main castle three minutes before the impact.
Handing one cleaner a roll of clingfilm, Jardsam shoved his hand into the servant's skull, rewriting the brain as he did so. Once he released his grip, the brainwashed servant headed to Kita's en suite to carry out his foul deed.
@SamJaz: Kita had predicted every move of Jardsam flawlessly, Knowing that Jardsam was a time traveler. Realizing that he would send a servant to get to her, Kita already making arrangements had a small door way that lead back outside to an unknown location in the Chaosrealm once he entered Kita's suite, It looked like Kita's bathroom but it was a reconstructed replica. The Servant did what Jardsam wanted him to do. Once he was finished the bathroom was deleted.
@Sonata: And what the servant did was clingfilm the doorway to the bathroom, but Jardsam was already well on his way, using the servant as the decoy.
A few time paradoxes here and there and there were over a hundred Jardsam's in the castle, clingfilming the toilets, buckets of custard on the doors, gluing servant girls to the ceiling by their skirts, even mixing jelly, custard, and gravy mix into three separate swimming pools.
The main foyer was a tee-pee'd jungle and the lounge had been ploughed and was now growing sporting several lovely mango trees.
Best of all was the shapeshifting he'd taken, each paradox Jardsam taking on the form of a specific citizen of the chaos realm- Jardsam had actually taken the time to get to know every one of them in advance.
He fully expected Kita to see through his silly disguise. He also expected her to know that he was going to trash her castle.
He doubted that she thought he'd do it all in under a minute while she was distracted by a brainwashed servant messing with the plumbing in a decoy bathroom. He'd done his own tricks to lock the castle down firmly into the geography so she couldn't do the same trick twice.
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