The Zamarons themselves are easy enough to spot. The ones acting as our escort all look like human women in hoplite armour, their hair done up in curls. But I've caught sight of others dressed the same way but wearing faces of other species. They're still all women and all humanoid, but I've seen blue, purple, orange and yellow skin, two eyes, four and six, conventionally attractive and unconventionally… Unconventional.
I assume. I don't know all of these species.
Not interested in having your brain punched by your Ring's database, eh? i can understand that, it's probably already a bit woozy from the earlier cockblocking...
There are plenty of aliens, too, male and female and children. Though none are in the air as the Zamarons appears to all be, and there's a certain… Distance between the two groups even when they're close together. I haven't seen any non-humanoids yet, but we've only flown over a relatively small part of one urban area. I also haven't seen any male Zamarons, Guardians, Controllers, or any other Maltusians.
Komand'r doesn't look impressed.
She probably had a very different idea of things in her head. Maybe something a bit more like Ysmault, but pink and purple... I see these Zamarons aren't quite as extreme in their views on men as some versions, at least. Benefit of the universe being a kid's show, more or less...
"What's so great about this place?"
"It's not quite what I was expecting. But-."
Well, enjoy being pleasantly surprised.
"What were you expecting?"
"More violet crystal. And fewer men."
I know, right? Seriously, it's a pity I can't find easily linkable pics of the LEGO DC version... Violet rocks and pink crystals... Which makes me wonder what a Paul in the LEGO DC universe might be like. Would he be a human amongst the minifigures or...?
One of the Zamarons looks around, her artfully styled left eyebrow arched.
"The crystals are for the direction and storage of energy. Why would we make buildings with them?"
For aesthetics? I don't know...
"Why do the Guardians make all their buildings look like giant lanterns?"
She rolls her eyes.
"A truly mortifying lack of imagination. Why do you think we dumped them?"
...This one has
opinions about her race's
masculine half, doesn't she?
Blackfire wrinkles her nose. "Aren't Guardians, like, three-" She makes a 'you must be this high' gesture with her right hand. "-feet tall? And don't they all look like babies?"
The Zamaron huffs. "Those characteristics didn't help." Then she smiles. "Now we attract paramours from across the universe! Most of whom have feelings they don't mind talking about, a reasonable knowledge of armour couture and an acceptance that we're more important than their stupid Lantern Corps!"
...Okay.

Just gonna back up now...
Ah.
"Bad break up?"
"I'm perfectly fine! Why does EVERYONE say I'm not?!""
...I reserve all comment. I have no experience with this kind of thing.
I.. look awkwardly at
one of the other Zamarons, who subtly shakes her head and makes a 'stop' gesture. I nod, and float away from Unexploded Zamaron and towards head-shaking Zamaron.
He's a wiser man than most. Though even a
Shonen protagonist could catch
those warning signs...
"I wanted to talk to someone about holding our wedding here. Is that really something I need to speak to your current Queen about?"
"Weddings are a celebration of love, one of the two most important things in Zamaron society."
...

What's the other? Please don't say 'encasing lovers in indestructible crystal...
Komand'r frowns in a 'I'm nearly interested' sort of way.
"Oh? What's the other one?"
Who knows, maybe they can bond over it...
"Punching people in the face."
"Huh?"
...'Love hurts', huh? Knocking some sense into dunderheads who are thicker than harem anime protagonists?
"I'm one point two billion years old. Have you got any idea how many cities I've seen? Heck, this is the seven hundredth one I've seen just at this geographic location alone. Seriously, razed to the ground, built up again, seven hundred times. Only two things still make me feel alive: genuine emotional attachment to another intelligent being." She smiles beatifically. "And the brutal rush-" Her expression becomes a little more manic. "-of bloody combat."
Komand'r nods. "Oh, I totally get you. This… 'Love' thing's kind of new for me, but I've always liked fighting."
...Oh god, they
are going to bond...I can just see Komand'r with a Violet Ring now...
The Zamaron glances my way. "He is your first?"
Komand'r hesitates.
"When you say first..?"
I mean... He's not the first she's
fought alongside... Depending on how dark you consider their backstory to get, not the first in
other places...
"The first person for whom you have felt romantic love."
"Oh! Yeah, definitely."
She sounds almost
relieved that's what the lady meant...
"You don't sound very convincing."
Komand'r huffs.
"Just watch me, beeyatch!"
"Ugh, fine. He's the first person I think I can be completely honest with, the first I trust enough to be w-." Twitch. "Vun-." Twitch. "I don't have to constantly assert myself when I'm around him. Who I know will be there for me because he's proven that he loves me too, who I can trust not to abuse that trust."
The Zamaron looks at me.
Amusing that she can feel that way, yet still not say the words 'weak' or 'vulnerable' aloud.
"And can she?"
"You're not going to ask me if she's my first?"
Double standards much, my dear Ladies?
She shrugs. "I probably would if I was being fair, but we picked female forms for a reason and I'm not."
Komand'r frowns at her. "I am." She looks curiously at me. "I never asked that. Am I?"
To be fair, I don't think any of us want to know, anyway. Even if OL was probably the first to share that about himself...
"Yes. I love your passion, your fury-."
"That's just a tamaranean thing. I want to hear about me.""
She's got a point. Tamaraneans are anything
but subtle in emotional displays, whatever that emotion be.
"I've never been more alive than in the time I've known you. Your adventurousness, your vivacity, your determination to wring every bit of excitement out of life made me actually embrace what we do rather than stumble from job to job out of a sense of obligation, or… Because I couldn't think of anything better to do. Heck, the way I put aside all of my reservations about letting my anger and hate run free, the.. whole way I was able to channel the Lesser Sign of the Butcher… That was you, what you showed me."
Dang, Raul. You sweet talker, you. Looks like she was definitely
good for him.
Komand'r's eyes are wide and watery as she drifts over to me and lays her hands on my chest.
"Awww…"
"If we weren't in public, I would be
ripping that armour off you..."
And then head-shaking Zamaron drops a pair of necklaces over our heads.
We both blink, pulling away slightly to look at… The glowing violet crystal attached to each of them.
Wait... Did they just...
"Congratulations! You're married."
…
Huh. Well, talk about your quick versions. Not quite "Do you? Do
you? Good, you're married! Kiss her!" but it
works.
Okay. That's.. why we're here… But…
"Isn't there supposed to be a ceremony?"
To be fair, if people come to
Zamaron to seal the deal, they're
probably in a hurry, or looking for a
big show, so...
"Usually we send a couple who want to be married by us on an epic quest to prove their worth and test their love, but we heard about Vega and you two have pretty much done all that. The Queen can officiate a ceremony with guests if you want, but this is the important bit. Two people who complete each other finding each other."
I think I-. I close my eyes-. I can feelKomand'r through the violet crystal. Komand'r blinks as she realises the same thing.
Nice. The best kind of mental link. One that reinforces positive bonds.
I hold out my left hand to her.
"Let's go and see the Queen."
...Seriously, Raul? You
didn't explain the Meteorite thing?