Chapter 3
After the Oozaru in the canteen...
The next day the girls walked with pride. Not because of the incident that had been smeared really broad all over the news. Including the near Oozaru Bardock. Seeing it made him flush every single time, as the king had to dart away. No, behind them were two bodyguards, and not just ANY bodyguards. Their Tousan's! Bardock wanted to see their training and Tora had nothing better to do anyway. The commander peered at the four as they arrived. Watching in his scouter he frowned. Even on time? Nodding to the two men he glared the teens into a neat row. Standing with spread feet before them he began.
"You brain dead's have actually made it on time today. With some persuasion from my side anyway." he grinned. Showing spotless white canines. "We'll start something new. You all see this box ne? Take out a scouter of your choice, and be careful. It will only be supplied once." Excited they darted to the box, tails sticking up as Tora and Bardock went all starry eyed. Oh they remembered they first scouter so well!! Bardock suddenly kicked Tora who blinked back confused.
"You broke mine, day one." Tora snorted at Bardocks complaint.
"Yes, and I remember you picked mine apart with tweezers to see how it worked. Funny how much bolts you had left when you put it together again. And it didn't work either!" Bardock sniggered.
"I thought you liked 'Kill'em all', good band you know." "You turned it into a radio!!!" Tora shouted rather hard. "I'm a scientist! Hehehe. Oh shut up. Commander is glaring." He stalked over glaring them down like they were one of the kids. Ashamed they glanced guilty at they're boots.
"I remember you two. Where is the girl? There were alway three idiots screwing around!" They stood attention. "Sir, she's gone shopping, SIR." the commander turned on his heels. Bet their making fun of me right now...he thought. And he was right. Tora tapped his butt, and Bardock pulled his eyelid down. The commander faintly. He loved them, they had spirit, even now! So they were their Tousan's? Figures. All became very clear now. Before him a fight broke lose between four kids. And...offcourse dumb and dumber were in the middle.
"MY SCOUTER!" Sula roared. The boy glared back. "It's the last with blue glass wench!" "That's why I WANT IT!"
Beside them the next couple quarrelled. "MY SCOUTER!" the boy yelled. "AH-AHHH MINE! I stole it from chicken first!" "It's just GREEN GLASS! THERE ARE MORE!" "Not THIS ONE! I STOLE IT! Fair and SQUARE!"
Sula shoved the bully a bit, and he shoved her back. Angry she made a false movement only to hide a sneak attack. A shimmering blue attack blasted the boy off his feet as happily Sula placed the trinket at her ear. It sucked onto her head, covering her ear as she heard her classmates chat clearly. Feria wasn't as lucky. She got so pissed her ki seeped into the machine, imploding it. Moody they both glanced at the smoking circuitry.
"Nice fix..." The boy hissed before taking out the last scouter and returning to his spot. With a nearly visible thunder cloud Feria glared at him, before looking at the commander, shifting to Bardock with sad eyes. What a drag. She felt something strange inching up...a feeling she didn't like...not again? Her eyes started to shimmer, angry she rubbed it away. This wasn't fun anymore. Sulking and fighting tears she flopped on the ground and endured the bellowing commander without flinching. Just observing how the last smouldering smoke dissipated. She broke it... It stabbed Bardock a bit she he took his own off. His old friend...lasting about 3 missions already. Now that was a wonder itself. Ah well. He'd get a new one from sickbay.
"HEY! Kid! Catch!" Fascinated Feria followed the descent before she thought, WAIT it's falling down! Jumping up she caught it and cradled it fond. Her own Tousan's scouter...wait a sec...not her Tousan...replacement Tousan...ah well. Fuck that idea anyway gave er headaches. Tousan's way of life was MUCH easier. Just forget it all, live by the moment and don't give a shit about anyone else's opinions. Agreeing with her self she put the scouter on and smirked at Bardock before returning into line. Humping the commander continued his lesson.
-
That night every one was playing with his or her scouter. Unlike Feria's scouter, the others had restriction, so they couldn't bother command. Next to the other, the two girls coyly tapped the buttons of their scouters.
"Darn, restricted." Sula muttered.
"No it isn't. Not mine." Feria stated calm. Peeved Sula rose.
"Not fair. Yours is fully functional." Smirking Feria sighed content, leaning back. Before peering up at a stalking Sula.
"Yep. Got a hair pin?"
"Even better, I 'found' a fine screw driver instead." Both beamed at the other as Sula pulled it from her suit. Greedy Feria took it and put their scouters next to the other. "Hehehe, operation scouter has commenced." They stated in sync.
Two hours later Bardock entered with Tora. Stunned they eyed the girls who glanced up with big black innocent eyes. Before them two totally dissected scouters neatly in a row with their insides.
"Uh...hi Tousan...?" Sula muttered shy. Tora started to laugh and hung over Bardock who shook of laugher too.
"Remember that night?" Tora choked out. "You left 5 screws out!" "Yeah, then my Tousan handed me his cause mine only received solar static." Bardock stated. "HAI, you received static, I had rock music!" they grinned as they sat down before the bed. Each for his own brat.
"Why did you two do this?" Bardock pointed at the neat mess. "Well ah..." Feria muttered. "Mine had a restriction, her's didn't so we kinda went in search to fixt it. And we fixed it, we're just about to put them back together again. But we only have one screw driver..." Sula explained.
"Yeah the baka had a connection broken. I fixed it with some bubblegum wrapper." Bardock nodded bemused.
"Never tried that one. Lets see if it works ne?" quickly he screwed the contraption back together, presenting it with pride as Feria glared at him.
"You forgot 5 screws." Tora grinned as Feria pointed at the forgotten objects.
"Ah, the magical five ne? Feria, is it howling music?" Sighing Feria put it on and activated reception. She winched as all present could hear a particular loud song.
"H...Hai...GIMME THAT!" Snatching the screwdriver she quickly stripped it again. Double checking it and closed it back up as Bardock eyed her now clean sheet. No screws? Tapping it weary she sighed relieved.
"It works again. I think the screws are essential to transmissions. Without, you just have a portable radio." Quickly Sula's was formed back into it's former self. Excited they waited as Sula's smirk widened so it nearly spanned for ear to ear.
"Oh Tousan? Do you know ah...Bodal? He's getting his butt whacked." Tora and Bardock sniggered.
"Again? Poor guy, always forgets to watch his back." After their bed time 'horror' story the two Saiyan's strolled out of the junior division building.
"You never ate that critters butt...You usually burn it too much..." Tora muttered.
"And what about your addition. A blast covering 8000 kilometres? Come on, even together we can't produce something like that...And you had comments about me? Hypocrite." Bardock slapped his old friends back laughing as Tora shrugged bemused.
"I'm her Tousan, she's got to have something to look up against ne?" Bardock laughed louder, getting shushed by the guards. "Now that's an overstatement..." He sniggered on.
- 2 months later...Training Centre Intermediate Soldiers.
The class peered at the 40 screeching and jumping green beings. With big eyes the two in the from glanced amazed. Sula suddenly started to laugh just as maniacal as the beings behind the glass.
"Their hilarious!!!" She managed as the commander sighed. Exactly the words spoken 40 years before from Tora. Instead of being intimidated by the Seibaman's ki level, appearance or hysterical behaviour, she liked them...SIGH. Better watch her now, Tora had a tendency of stealing vials with a batch of Seibaman inside. He suddenly smirked.
He once got the boy out of trouble, he hatched 15 at once and as soon as they discovered he was weaker they attacked in a group. Even near dead hadn't cured his interest though...And then you had Bardock. He'd been the one running around wailing they needed help. 8 Seibaman chasing him, and Celipa off course. She had been hovering up and laughing at them. Oh yes, the terrible 3. And since them he never had much spirited brats, that was until now. He had high hopes for these two. If they showed enough initiative, they might become good leaders. Hmm...perhaps they would become strong enough...NAH in a couple of years perhaps, not now.
He send the group inside the room and watched. The group immediately inched to the walls as the Seibaman snarled nasty and yelped in glee. Bold Sula strolled to the group, Feria was right beside her working on her scouter, telling Sula something which made her beam. They stood next to each other and crossed their arms in sync. Smirking dark they peered at the crazed group which calmed. And eyed them over, seizing them up as behind the girls the others eyed in wonder. Not as scared as before.
Hmm...what was going on here? The commander thought curious. They were displaying boldness in a new situation, unfazed by their 'opponents' cries, appearance or behaviours. Definitely natural leadership, even if they disliked authority...they would need additional training. Something he, years back as a newly instated Sensei, had slacked off with their Tousan's. No, he would produce a good couple of leaders this time. Starting by near first class training. He was curious as to how much training in his own class, they could handle as second class trainees. They would hate his ass though. So he wouldn't inform them about his idea. Not even their Tousan's who'd probably won't care either way as long as they received the best possible training.
In the room both Sula and Feria glared intimidating at the Seibaman who calmed rapidly now before them.
"Insolent critters, LINE UP!" Sula bellowed from her stomach like a pit bull. Oh their commander's, body language and voice was a great example to be used for future enterprises. Hehehe. The Seibamen responded instinctively and lined up, still drooling a bit, as was their characteristic. With obedient sneaky eyes they waited for further commands. Feria thought lightning quick. How many did they have here...15? Split that in 2 and you had...a screwed number. Ah well. Scrolling down the line she noticed one who glanced around impatient it seemed. Ah perfect. Lifting her right palm she cocked her head sidewards a bit. If he didn't see her now he might life....but he didn't as the other Seibamen flinched nervously. They know that look well. A bright blue hue formed around her palm before it blasted the wondering eyed Seibamen. It smacked against the wall before crumbling into plant remains. Nervous the remaining Seibamen squeaked. Smirking Feria lowered her hand.
"Nice, now we can split them up...right?" Sula wondered interested. Feria nodded pleased. They had something together for awhile already. They nearly could read each others mind. If they really did, they didn't know. But it was often very convenient. Like now.
"YOU." Feria pointed at the Seibamen on her right to the middle. It were seven. "Follow me, your mine as of this moment. The rest will obey my friend here. Understood?" The Seibamen quickly formed two new groups. Strolling to their new Seibamen minions the girls turned calmly and amazed. All the boys were scared of their new toys?? AWWW. Better get acquainted then. With a hand movement of the two, 5 Seibamen of each group attacked the screaming students. In the chaos that ensued, Feria and Sula darted to the door with their batch and tossed the door open. Behind the commander they glanced at the chaos inside the room.
"No preponderance at all...sad excuses..." he mumbled. Wondering if they had been noticed at all they glanced up. Shrugging Sula peered inside the room. Feria frowned a bit before tapping against their commanders leg. He glanced down a split second before turning back to the chaos before him.
"Sad, only two of the 15...disappointing to say the least. We need more. Brain deads enough..." He continued to mumble.
"Are we staying here the whole day? It's boring Sensei..." Sula complained.
"I know, I know...AH KAMI, that was a sad move, how do they think to survive even their first mission like that..." Another Saiyan walked past, a towel around his neck and sweating. Probably finished some training as he glanced over the girls, Seibamen, and inside the room.
"How long have they been fighting?"
"5 minutes." the commander grouchy admitted.
"Nani? 5 minutes and only two..." he trailed off as Sula and Feria eyed him over curious. He was a bit older then Radditsu, and had short spiky hair. He reached to their commanders chest in height.
"Hai, t's a sad bunch I'm stuck with for the coming years." The commander grumbled. Before peering down at Sula and Feria who glanced clueless from one to the other male Saiyan. What were they yapping about, two out of 15...SO? Impatient the girls glanced inside the room again. About 9 fellow students lay knock out, and of the Seibamen there were 8 remaining. Sighing the commander whirled around and stalked into the room. With a roar that shook the walls the Seibamen backed away to the wall.
With a short bark from the commander they left the room and joined the newly formed groups of the girls again. They were greeted happily by both 'leaders' Sula petting them while Feria still not a fan of touching, commemorated their actions. The commander ordered the few remaining students, being 4, had to drag the unconscious mates. One struggling with 4 feet plus bodies. And who started to whine when he saw the girls with Seibamen behind them, carrying...nothing.
"Sensei? If Sula and Feria helped it would be better..." The commander shook his head. "No. We just had a test, and you failed. They passed." curious Sula and Feria glanced at the other. As the commander walked them to an empty classroom they sat down. The others had to splash water over their comrades to wake them up. Dripping they waited for the commander to speak. Which he did.
"You are all MISERABLE WEAKLINGS!" he started. Nothing new. The rumour went that he yelled that to every new group he received so they really didn't take it hard. When he flustered to an angry red they all realised it was for real, his anger that is. "YOU, Hoteru, COME HERE!" The groups pretty boy reluctantly walked over. The commander nearly snarled at him. "Matsu! Join him!" the groups big mouth joined, soon with Gironde next to him. The groups loud, and aggressive plague. Usually being a prick and bastard, hounding and terrorising.
"Now just look at you three. Nothing cleaver to say, no smart remarks? NO. You three disappointed me most! You were the most promising, but that were two others. Have you batch of RATS ever heard of the leader competence TEST? NE?" Still bored Sula and Feria loudly wondered what it had to do with their current situation. The commander calmed at their really bold statements. Obviously playing favourites out of the blue.
"A good question indeed. That test has just been ended for this meagre group."
"Ah dang, flunked yet another test." Sula muttered bemused and totally uncaring. The commanders lips twitched in amusement. Kicking the three boys back to their seats with a snarl.
"THEY flunked. YOU passed, together with Feria." "Cool...but what about the but? There is always a but you know." The commander openly smirked.
"Correct. You will have additional lessons, and harder training." They both toppled backwards with their chairs, caught by their Seibamen. The commander nodded.
"Hai, additional heavier training. Together with tactic lessons in theory with practical, instead of only practical as these idiots will. Computer instructions. And you will be transferred to another division. But that might be awhile as they are currently full. I will speak with your Tousan's about some other matters as well. For the moment you will keep leadership over your Seibamen squad. Do as you see fit with them, their your reward. In the afternoon I will teach you tactics..."
"Will we have the afternoons off then?" Matsu wondered bold once more. The commander snarled him off. "Because your the greatest fighters? HARDLY. No, you and your mates will be trained by Commander Bratwurst in the afternoon." They paled. It was a Saiyan who had kept his name after recovery from a planet he'd been send off to as a child. It was translated to Blood Sausage...a silly name, and laughed about if it wasn't for the fact it was a MONSTER! The most hated and cruel Sensei in this part of the planet. Pleased the commander eyed their response. As expected, his close friends reputation always put fear in their puny brains. Even the pea sized knew to fear him. And it was so strange as he was very nice in social handling. Out of work hours offcourse.
After the Oozaru in the canteen...
The next day the girls walked with pride. Not because of the incident that had been smeared really broad all over the news. Including the near Oozaru Bardock. Seeing it made him flush every single time, as the king had to dart away. No, behind them were two bodyguards, and not just ANY bodyguards. Their Tousan's! Bardock wanted to see their training and Tora had nothing better to do anyway. The commander peered at the four as they arrived. Watching in his scouter he frowned. Even on time? Nodding to the two men he glared the teens into a neat row. Standing with spread feet before them he began.
"You brain dead's have actually made it on time today. With some persuasion from my side anyway." he grinned. Showing spotless white canines. "We'll start something new. You all see this box ne? Take out a scouter of your choice, and be careful. It will only be supplied once." Excited they darted to the box, tails sticking up as Tora and Bardock went all starry eyed. Oh they remembered they first scouter so well!! Bardock suddenly kicked Tora who blinked back confused.
"You broke mine, day one." Tora snorted at Bardocks complaint.
"Yes, and I remember you picked mine apart with tweezers to see how it worked. Funny how much bolts you had left when you put it together again. And it didn't work either!" Bardock sniggered.
"I thought you liked 'Kill'em all', good band you know." "You turned it into a radio!!!" Tora shouted rather hard. "I'm a scientist! Hehehe. Oh shut up. Commander is glaring." He stalked over glaring them down like they were one of the kids. Ashamed they glanced guilty at they're boots.
"I remember you two. Where is the girl? There were alway three idiots screwing around!" They stood attention. "Sir, she's gone shopping, SIR." the commander turned on his heels. Bet their making fun of me right now...he thought. And he was right. Tora tapped his butt, and Bardock pulled his eyelid down. The commander faintly. He loved them, they had spirit, even now! So they were their Tousan's? Figures. All became very clear now. Before him a fight broke lose between four kids. And...offcourse dumb and dumber were in the middle.
"MY SCOUTER!" Sula roared. The boy glared back. "It's the last with blue glass wench!" "That's why I WANT IT!"
Beside them the next couple quarrelled. "MY SCOUTER!" the boy yelled. "AH-AHHH MINE! I stole it from chicken first!" "It's just GREEN GLASS! THERE ARE MORE!" "Not THIS ONE! I STOLE IT! Fair and SQUARE!"
Sula shoved the bully a bit, and he shoved her back. Angry she made a false movement only to hide a sneak attack. A shimmering blue attack blasted the boy off his feet as happily Sula placed the trinket at her ear. It sucked onto her head, covering her ear as she heard her classmates chat clearly. Feria wasn't as lucky. She got so pissed her ki seeped into the machine, imploding it. Moody they both glanced at the smoking circuitry.
"Nice fix..." The boy hissed before taking out the last scouter and returning to his spot. With a nearly visible thunder cloud Feria glared at him, before looking at the commander, shifting to Bardock with sad eyes. What a drag. She felt something strange inching up...a feeling she didn't like...not again? Her eyes started to shimmer, angry she rubbed it away. This wasn't fun anymore. Sulking and fighting tears she flopped on the ground and endured the bellowing commander without flinching. Just observing how the last smouldering smoke dissipated. She broke it... It stabbed Bardock a bit she he took his own off. His old friend...lasting about 3 missions already. Now that was a wonder itself. Ah well. He'd get a new one from sickbay.
"HEY! Kid! Catch!" Fascinated Feria followed the descent before she thought, WAIT it's falling down! Jumping up she caught it and cradled it fond. Her own Tousan's scouter...wait a sec...not her Tousan...replacement Tousan...ah well. Fuck that idea anyway gave er headaches. Tousan's way of life was MUCH easier. Just forget it all, live by the moment and don't give a shit about anyone else's opinions. Agreeing with her self she put the scouter on and smirked at Bardock before returning into line. Humping the commander continued his lesson.
-
That night every one was playing with his or her scouter. Unlike Feria's scouter, the others had restriction, so they couldn't bother command. Next to the other, the two girls coyly tapped the buttons of their scouters.
"Darn, restricted." Sula muttered.
"No it isn't. Not mine." Feria stated calm. Peeved Sula rose.
"Not fair. Yours is fully functional." Smirking Feria sighed content, leaning back. Before peering up at a stalking Sula.
"Yep. Got a hair pin?"
"Even better, I 'found' a fine screw driver instead." Both beamed at the other as Sula pulled it from her suit. Greedy Feria took it and put their scouters next to the other. "Hehehe, operation scouter has commenced." They stated in sync.
Two hours later Bardock entered with Tora. Stunned they eyed the girls who glanced up with big black innocent eyes. Before them two totally dissected scouters neatly in a row with their insides.
"Uh...hi Tousan...?" Sula muttered shy. Tora started to laugh and hung over Bardock who shook of laugher too.
"Remember that night?" Tora choked out. "You left 5 screws out!" "Yeah, then my Tousan handed me his cause mine only received solar static." Bardock stated. "HAI, you received static, I had rock music!" they grinned as they sat down before the bed. Each for his own brat.
"Why did you two do this?" Bardock pointed at the neat mess. "Well ah..." Feria muttered. "Mine had a restriction, her's didn't so we kinda went in search to fixt it. And we fixed it, we're just about to put them back together again. But we only have one screw driver..." Sula explained.
"Yeah the baka had a connection broken. I fixed it with some bubblegum wrapper." Bardock nodded bemused.
"Never tried that one. Lets see if it works ne?" quickly he screwed the contraption back together, presenting it with pride as Feria glared at him.
"You forgot 5 screws." Tora grinned as Feria pointed at the forgotten objects.
"Ah, the magical five ne? Feria, is it howling music?" Sighing Feria put it on and activated reception. She winched as all present could hear a particular loud song.
"H...Hai...GIMME THAT!" Snatching the screwdriver she quickly stripped it again. Double checking it and closed it back up as Bardock eyed her now clean sheet. No screws? Tapping it weary she sighed relieved.
"It works again. I think the screws are essential to transmissions. Without, you just have a portable radio." Quickly Sula's was formed back into it's former self. Excited they waited as Sula's smirk widened so it nearly spanned for ear to ear.
"Oh Tousan? Do you know ah...Bodal? He's getting his butt whacked." Tora and Bardock sniggered.
"Again? Poor guy, always forgets to watch his back." After their bed time 'horror' story the two Saiyan's strolled out of the junior division building.
"You never ate that critters butt...You usually burn it too much..." Tora muttered.
"And what about your addition. A blast covering 8000 kilometres? Come on, even together we can't produce something like that...And you had comments about me? Hypocrite." Bardock slapped his old friends back laughing as Tora shrugged bemused.
"I'm her Tousan, she's got to have something to look up against ne?" Bardock laughed louder, getting shushed by the guards. "Now that's an overstatement..." He sniggered on.
- 2 months later...Training Centre Intermediate Soldiers.
The class peered at the 40 screeching and jumping green beings. With big eyes the two in the from glanced amazed. Sula suddenly started to laugh just as maniacal as the beings behind the glass.
"Their hilarious!!!" She managed as the commander sighed. Exactly the words spoken 40 years before from Tora. Instead of being intimidated by the Seibaman's ki level, appearance or hysterical behaviour, she liked them...SIGH. Better watch her now, Tora had a tendency of stealing vials with a batch of Seibaman inside. He suddenly smirked.
He once got the boy out of trouble, he hatched 15 at once and as soon as they discovered he was weaker they attacked in a group. Even near dead hadn't cured his interest though...And then you had Bardock. He'd been the one running around wailing they needed help. 8 Seibaman chasing him, and Celipa off course. She had been hovering up and laughing at them. Oh yes, the terrible 3. And since them he never had much spirited brats, that was until now. He had high hopes for these two. If they showed enough initiative, they might become good leaders. Hmm...perhaps they would become strong enough...NAH in a couple of years perhaps, not now.
He send the group inside the room and watched. The group immediately inched to the walls as the Seibaman snarled nasty and yelped in glee. Bold Sula strolled to the group, Feria was right beside her working on her scouter, telling Sula something which made her beam. They stood next to each other and crossed their arms in sync. Smirking dark they peered at the crazed group which calmed. And eyed them over, seizing them up as behind the girls the others eyed in wonder. Not as scared as before.
Hmm...what was going on here? The commander thought curious. They were displaying boldness in a new situation, unfazed by their 'opponents' cries, appearance or behaviours. Definitely natural leadership, even if they disliked authority...they would need additional training. Something he, years back as a newly instated Sensei, had slacked off with their Tousan's. No, he would produce a good couple of leaders this time. Starting by near first class training. He was curious as to how much training in his own class, they could handle as second class trainees. They would hate his ass though. So he wouldn't inform them about his idea. Not even their Tousan's who'd probably won't care either way as long as they received the best possible training.
In the room both Sula and Feria glared intimidating at the Seibaman who calmed rapidly now before them.
"Insolent critters, LINE UP!" Sula bellowed from her stomach like a pit bull. Oh their commander's, body language and voice was a great example to be used for future enterprises. Hehehe. The Seibamen responded instinctively and lined up, still drooling a bit, as was their characteristic. With obedient sneaky eyes they waited for further commands. Feria thought lightning quick. How many did they have here...15? Split that in 2 and you had...a screwed number. Ah well. Scrolling down the line she noticed one who glanced around impatient it seemed. Ah perfect. Lifting her right palm she cocked her head sidewards a bit. If he didn't see her now he might life....but he didn't as the other Seibamen flinched nervously. They know that look well. A bright blue hue formed around her palm before it blasted the wondering eyed Seibamen. It smacked against the wall before crumbling into plant remains. Nervous the remaining Seibamen squeaked. Smirking Feria lowered her hand.
"Nice, now we can split them up...right?" Sula wondered interested. Feria nodded pleased. They had something together for awhile already. They nearly could read each others mind. If they really did, they didn't know. But it was often very convenient. Like now.
"YOU." Feria pointed at the Seibamen on her right to the middle. It were seven. "Follow me, your mine as of this moment. The rest will obey my friend here. Understood?" The Seibamen quickly formed two new groups. Strolling to their new Seibamen minions the girls turned calmly and amazed. All the boys were scared of their new toys?? AWWW. Better get acquainted then. With a hand movement of the two, 5 Seibamen of each group attacked the screaming students. In the chaos that ensued, Feria and Sula darted to the door with their batch and tossed the door open. Behind the commander they glanced at the chaos inside the room.
"No preponderance at all...sad excuses..." he mumbled. Wondering if they had been noticed at all they glanced up. Shrugging Sula peered inside the room. Feria frowned a bit before tapping against their commanders leg. He glanced down a split second before turning back to the chaos before him.
"Sad, only two of the 15...disappointing to say the least. We need more. Brain deads enough..." He continued to mumble.
"Are we staying here the whole day? It's boring Sensei..." Sula complained.
"I know, I know...AH KAMI, that was a sad move, how do they think to survive even their first mission like that..." Another Saiyan walked past, a towel around his neck and sweating. Probably finished some training as he glanced over the girls, Seibamen, and inside the room.
"How long have they been fighting?"
"5 minutes." the commander grouchy admitted.
"Nani? 5 minutes and only two..." he trailed off as Sula and Feria eyed him over curious. He was a bit older then Radditsu, and had short spiky hair. He reached to their commanders chest in height.
"Hai, t's a sad bunch I'm stuck with for the coming years." The commander grumbled. Before peering down at Sula and Feria who glanced clueless from one to the other male Saiyan. What were they yapping about, two out of 15...SO? Impatient the girls glanced inside the room again. About 9 fellow students lay knock out, and of the Seibamen there were 8 remaining. Sighing the commander whirled around and stalked into the room. With a roar that shook the walls the Seibamen backed away to the wall.
With a short bark from the commander they left the room and joined the newly formed groups of the girls again. They were greeted happily by both 'leaders' Sula petting them while Feria still not a fan of touching, commemorated their actions. The commander ordered the few remaining students, being 4, had to drag the unconscious mates. One struggling with 4 feet plus bodies. And who started to whine when he saw the girls with Seibamen behind them, carrying...nothing.
"Sensei? If Sula and Feria helped it would be better..." The commander shook his head. "No. We just had a test, and you failed. They passed." curious Sula and Feria glanced at the other. As the commander walked them to an empty classroom they sat down. The others had to splash water over their comrades to wake them up. Dripping they waited for the commander to speak. Which he did.
"You are all MISERABLE WEAKLINGS!" he started. Nothing new. The rumour went that he yelled that to every new group he received so they really didn't take it hard. When he flustered to an angry red they all realised it was for real, his anger that is. "YOU, Hoteru, COME HERE!" The groups pretty boy reluctantly walked over. The commander nearly snarled at him. "Matsu! Join him!" the groups big mouth joined, soon with Gironde next to him. The groups loud, and aggressive plague. Usually being a prick and bastard, hounding and terrorising.
"Now just look at you three. Nothing cleaver to say, no smart remarks? NO. You three disappointed me most! You were the most promising, but that were two others. Have you batch of RATS ever heard of the leader competence TEST? NE?" Still bored Sula and Feria loudly wondered what it had to do with their current situation. The commander calmed at their really bold statements. Obviously playing favourites out of the blue.
"A good question indeed. That test has just been ended for this meagre group."
"Ah dang, flunked yet another test." Sula muttered bemused and totally uncaring. The commanders lips twitched in amusement. Kicking the three boys back to their seats with a snarl.
"THEY flunked. YOU passed, together with Feria." "Cool...but what about the but? There is always a but you know." The commander openly smirked.
"Correct. You will have additional lessons, and harder training." They both toppled backwards with their chairs, caught by their Seibamen. The commander nodded.
"Hai, additional heavier training. Together with tactic lessons in theory with practical, instead of only practical as these idiots will. Computer instructions. And you will be transferred to another division. But that might be awhile as they are currently full. I will speak with your Tousan's about some other matters as well. For the moment you will keep leadership over your Seibamen squad. Do as you see fit with them, their your reward. In the afternoon I will teach you tactics..."
"Will we have the afternoons off then?" Matsu wondered bold once more. The commander snarled him off. "Because your the greatest fighters? HARDLY. No, you and your mates will be trained by Commander Bratwurst in the afternoon." They paled. It was a Saiyan who had kept his name after recovery from a planet he'd been send off to as a child. It was translated to Blood Sausage...a silly name, and laughed about if it wasn't for the fact it was a MONSTER! The most hated and cruel Sensei in this part of the planet. Pleased the commander eyed their response. As expected, his close friends reputation always put fear in their puny brains. Even the pea sized knew to fear him. And it was so strange as he was very nice in social handling. Out of work hours offcourse.
