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Immediately two members of Zod's personal guard raised their weapons, one wielding a thinner, single barreled gun, the other wielding a thicker multi-barreled one. The third guard's gun was disassembled on her back, so she simply stomped angrily, balling her fists in as intimidating a fashion she could make.

"You dare approach the king of Rann?" Non said with heavy indignation. Zod chuckled and raised a hand to his guards, who lowered their weapons accordingly.

[color=DCDCDC]"How amusing, a Rannite on Earth... though..."[/color] he looked at her odd skin-tone and bright eyes. [color=DCDCDC]"Your appearance speaks otherwise,"[/color] he said, fascinated.

Floating towards her, he landed cross-armed, his bright white gauntlets reflecting the sunlight, flaring like there was a miniature sun right there in front of them.

[color=DCDCDC]"You fly too, Rannites don't do that, at least not without help. What are you? Some Kryptonian half-breed? A fifth grade science experiment?"[/color] Zod's eyes briefly flared red before returning to their natural color. [color=DCDCDC]"I have no quarrel with you or your people, if that is what you assume. If we meet again, you will show me more respect,"[/color] he responded venomously.

Zod had just reached the surface of this planet, and already he had met an alien being, or at least he assumed. Hopefully, this meant good things. It was at the very least a good omen, and it raised Zod's spirits substantially. A moment later and he had already examined her musculature and had discovered heavy evidence of genetic manipulation, this interested Zod more than he could have hoped to admit. Zod, however, had no more need of her, signalling his guards, who stared at her for a reason that Zod couldn't understand. Eyeing her oddly, Zod hid his mouth behind his hands as he realized something.

[color=DCDCDC]"Oh my, this planet has a nudity taboo, and yet you appear to lack garments, I assume that this causes embarrassment, in the words of this planet's internet culture 'I know that feel, bro.'"[/color] He chuckled, valiantly failing to keep himself from bursting into laughter. His guards, now less concerned with their King's well being, continued their gawking. Except for the group's lone female, who instead shook her head and muttered under her breath.

[color=f26522]"Stare at the bald woman, why not, it's not like I'm right here."[/color]