Chapter 10: The Meeting Part 2

Gebryelle got out of her room, leaning towards the balcony. She stared down at the bar, seeing the bartender working.

"Good evening, sir!" Gebryelle greeted, walking down the stairs and sitting at the bar.

"Good evening miss. What can I do for you?" the bartender asked.

"No, I'm fine, thank you." Gebryelle smiled.

"Hey, Jule. Give the lady a drink. Its on the house." The older bartender said.

"Yes, dad." The bartender prepared a drink and gave it to Gebryelle.

"Thank you, sir. I really appreciate it." Gebryelle smiled and accepted it.

"Its Jule." The bartender smiled.

"My name's Gebryelle, nice to meet you." Gebryelle smiled.

"Its kinda late, the lieutenant told me you'll leave early tomorrow. " Jule said.

"Oh… that reminds me… I was waiting for Lyonelle…" Gebryelle said.

"For what reason?" Jule asked.

"Its been a habit since childhood." Gebryelle smiled.

"oh… best friends, huh?" Jule said.

"Yep…" Gebryelle replied as she finished her drink.

"Are you guys going on a war?" Jule asked.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Gebryelle asked.

"Your lieutenant asked me a while ago about the airships we make here." Jule said.

"Airships?" Gebryelle asked.

"Yup… airships are used in wars right? " Jule said.

"Yes... that's correct…" Gebryelle looked down at her empty cup.

"Do you want a second shot? My treat." Jule smiled.

"Uh… No thanks… um… could you please tell me where Lyonelle went?" Gebryelle asked.

"Oh… right down the south gate, onto the left corner." Jule said.

"thank you." Gebryelle smiled and went off.

"Hey, no problem!" Jule said as he grabbed the glass and wash it.

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"Cathelin?" Lyonelle couldn't believe his eyes.

"Oh, howdy, my dearest lame-for-an-excuse of a brother. Watcha doin' here anyways?" a girl with bored orange eyes and light bronze hair that possibly reached just beneath the shoulder tied in a mid ponytail, who's wearing a jumper which reaches until knee said.

" I should be the one asking you that! What are you doing here?" Lyonelle asked.

"Working, what else?" Cathelin replied.

Cid, the owner of the shop was looking at the two , confused.

"Uh…. Excuse me for a moment, sir…" Lyonelle said as he pulled Scathe into the backroom.

"What do you mean 'working'? What are you doing in a town like this?!" Lyonelle asked as he held his sister's shoulders. Cathelin shrugged.

"It was kinda boring back at home, that's why I came here" Lyonelle couldn't believe what his sister said.

"I told you to stay in Dalmasca! How did you get past the imperial guards?"

"Uh, Hello? Who do you think You're talking to, Lyonelle?" Cathelin asked. Lyonelle rolled his eyes.

"Even so, its dangerous here… the archadians can attack anytime…I don't want to get you involved here, Cathelin." Lyonelle explained.

"Oh, yeah. I totally forgot about thaaaaaaaaat. sorry, my mistake." Cathelin scratched her head. Lyonelle sighed.

"Dalmasca's way far from here… this is not happening…"

"Then it is not happening. Just pretend that I'm someone else." Cathelin replied, while looking at her brother who resembles a lot like Prince Rasler because of his face.

"Not…" Lyonelle said, poking his sister's nose.

"Shut up and poke your own nose, freako." Cathelin said as she wrinkled her nose. Lyonelle smiled at his sister.

"It is you, alright."

"What? Is there any person out there that has my oh-so-intelligent mind? ...think not" Cathelin cocked her head to one side and smiled a little. Lyonelle's attention was caught by another thing.

"Wow… its beautiful…" Lyonelle said as he looked up at the airship.

Patting a light colored ship, Scathe cleared her throat.

"If you want something that's sturdy and quick at the same time, your first choice should be Svetlana. I dunno who made this, but old man Grumpy said he made this, though I still doubt the genuinity of his answer. Anyways, " Catheline scratches her head. " I seriously think it might be enough to cover your very vulnerable back. So, all in all, I really recommend this empee."

"Hey Scathe! Another customer!" Cid exclaimed.

Lyonelle and Scathe turned to the entrance to find Gebryelle.

"Gebryelle?" Lyonelle called.

"Hey… I was looking for-" Gebryelle's attention turned to the other party.

"Cathelin?" Gebryelle asked.

Said girl looked sideways, a sign of acknowledgement.

"Hey, dudette. Long time no see." Then a false salute followed. Gebryelle approached.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"You ask me, I don't even know how this girl get past Dalmasca's securities…" Lyonelle said as he poked his sister's forehead. Scathe snorted.

"You should not fuss over such unimportant facts. I thought you guys are here to pick a ship. Am I right, or am I right?"

Lyonelle turned to Scathe.

"Yeah right…anyway, I'll tell you if we need Svetlana…for now, please do keep it for me. "

Scratching the back of her head, Scathe shrugged.

"Sure, as long as you'll buy it afterwards. Kapish?"

"Yeah…take care, Cathelin. Okay?" Lyonelle said , removing Scathe's headband and ruffles Scathe's hair .

The orange eyed girl scrunched up her face in annoyance and snatched her headband back.

"Go get your sorry ass out of here before I do it for you." Lyonelle smiled at his sister.

"In case if you need me, I'll be in the Sea Cavern. We're going to scout the city for archadians…we'll protect it from harm…okay?"

His sister absent-mindedly nodded her response.

"My chocobo's outside. Wanna ride?" Lyonelle asked Cathelin.

"What!? A ride with YOU!? No way!" replied Scathe, her voice reaching a few notes higher. "Go get somebody else to ride with you, you crazy dolt!" Lyonelle laughed at his sister.

"Gebryelle and I will be going now." Lyonelle said.

"Yeah, yeah. Just go already." Scathe waved.

"Take Care, Cathelin!" Gebryelle smiled.

"You take care too." Cathelin said.

"Bye…!"

Cathelin sighed and got back to work.

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Lyonelle pet his chocobo.

"It's a quiet night…" Gebryelle said.

"Sure seems like it…" Lyonelle said as he took the chocobo with him and approached Gebryelle.

"Do you… feel cold?" Lyonelle asked.

"I'm fine.." Gebryelle smiled. "Shall we head back to the cavern?"

"As you wish…" Lyonelle smiled.

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"Target Confirmed"

"Good, we strike at dawn."

"Understood."

TO BE CONTINUED…