Comicon Negotiations

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Genesis took a deep breath. "I'm ready, Morag."
Morag raised an eyebrow, glancing up from her work. "Princess, are you sure? You haven't looked through all of earth's customs and culture yet-"
"It can't wait too much longer. I'm sure he's going to strike soon," Genesis stated, looking down at her bracelet and fiddling with it slightly.
"You're thinking about him again? Come on, Princess..." Morag said, giving her a look.
"I know I know... I'm sorry, I just...oh, nevermind," Genesis sighed. "Beam me down wherever we're over."
Zeran calculated it for the computer which transferred it to Morag.
He then suddenly remembered, eyes widening, "Princess, wai-"
Morag already beamed her down, looking at him with concern, grabbing her spear in preparation. "Zeran, what is it?"
Zeran sighed. "You see...there's this thing called...comicon..."
"What is this...comicon?" Morag questioned, tightening her grip on her spear.
"Well, basically..." Zeran began to explain.

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Genesis appeared outside a building. Figuring this must be where the leaders were, she walked inside. She had began studying how to read the language from Robert. She was lucky her people spole a somewhat varied form of the language, but the reading and writing aspect of earth's English was much different...
Comicon.
Genesis shrugged and slowly walked inside a huge building, filled with people in interesting clothes and people that looked normal. Genesis looked around with wide eyes at the place, slowly beginning to walk.
"Wow, nice costume!" a guy commented to another, glancing at Genesis.
"Yeah! But what's it from?" the other guy replied.
Genesis walked over and smiled. "Hi... I'm looking for negotiations for intergalatic relations."
"Ahhh, intergalatic relations. A cosplayer in character," the other said.
Genesis was confused, but didn't question in.
"Be right back. Space negotiations are right this way," the other guy replied, beginning to walk.
"Thanks!" Genesis replied, following.
"So, where'd you get the materials?" the guy asked.
"Materials? What do you mean...?" Genesis asked.
"Oh, you're in character. My bad. Well, what's your name?" he asked.
"I am Crown Princess Genesis of the Kingdom of Haven," she replied. "I came to make an ally of earth to fight the empire."
"An OC or an anime...?" he mumbled to himself. He shrugged. "Well, awesome. You look great."
Genesis blinked a few times. "Er.. Thank you."
She never imagined humans would flirt with her... Oh dear...
"Well, here we are, your majesty," he said, bowing with a knowing smile, for some reason.
"Thank you!" Genesis smiled.
"Cya around, princess," he grinned before walking off.
Genesis smiled and shook her head before walking over.
"Ah, and who are you to disturb our meeting?" a girl with a nametag that said 'President Stacey.'
"My apologies, Miss President. I am Crown Princess Genesis of the Kingdom of Haven. I came to make an alliance for fighting the empire, which plans to invade your world," Genesis explained, bowing in respect.
The other roleplayes/cosplayers looked surprised, trying to place the character. Or maybe she was an OC? Regardless, they continued to roleplay with her as Genesis thought for sure she was negotiating with at least some of the leaders of the world.

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Finally, she closed the negotiations and beamed herself back up. That was the point everyone realized she actually was an alien instead of a cosplayer! They were all in shock.

"Well, I think negotiations went well-" Genesis began.
"Uh...your majesty,.. They were cosplayers, which means they dress up like book, TV, movie, and so on... Like those characters. Or their own made up ones. So... They weren't really world leaders," Zeran explained, smiling sheepishly. "They thought you were pretending too for a while..."
Genesis blinked a few times. "Oh...well... Uh... That was a good...warmup, I suppose..."
"Princess?" Morag asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm just going to go get some tea now..." she said, slowly shuffling out.
Morag gave him a look and walked off. Zeran sighed and shrugged, going back to work. Well... At least it was an interesting experience... But for people just pretending, they were really good with their characters.

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