Кy Kiske
"Ah, Ky, do come in please. Mito would you call on Erik, he should be on the bridge." The Japanese nodded and left the room.
"I have spoken to the National Heads, again. I am telling you, I feel like living in the damn Head Quarters of Negotiations! I only talk on the phone and sent letters, it is exhausting, sometimes, I just wish to go out there and kill some Gears." Cliff leaned back and smiled to himself.
He cleared his throat and continued "They want us to give them a date, a day of your wedding."
"A day of our wedding? I don't know when we will marry, I don't even know if I am going to see her ever. We are heading out to more or less to confront Justice, I could die during this mission…what are they thinking? It is not like we are on a cruise or something." Ky was angry, they were in war, there is no time to think of something like marriage.
"Ky! You don't have to tell me this, I myself tried to reason with them, those fat and lazy bastards sit in their comfy chairs and no nothing about the rough reality outside their fortresses. They are only scared of not having any control over us and knowing the day of your wedding will make them feel more at ease with the situation." The old Commander closed his eyes. He had probably argued a lot with the National Heads over this matter.
"How are we supposed to choose a day for the wedding, if we don't even know when we will be back from Australia, or even if we survive this trip." It was ridiculous.
"We have to. I am thinking of at least in 5 months from now. We have April now, so in September or something."
"You think, we could deal with Justice in 5 months?"
"I think of just giving the NH some reasonable day, or at least a month, so they can leave me alone. Of course we can postpone the date any time, due to the war." Ky rubbed his temples, he would like to not marry at all.
"There is one more thing, you have to meet Dizzy! On your coming wedding, you need to know each other, as if you have loved each other forever." As it seemed Ky made some tortured expression, because Cliff looked at him with pity in his eyes.
"I am sorry Ky… but…"
"I understand Commander Cliff, I will meet her, I will marry her, whatever it takes to end this nonsense!"
"I will need you to speak to the NH, they want to know about the when and the where the wedding will happen."
Kiske sighed. Dealing with the NH was not an easy task, there were very persuasive. Still anything or anyone was million times better to talk to in comparison to Badguy.
"I thought I will someday get used to all that, but I seemed to get surprised every time."
As Erik arrived they started discussing possible strategies of how they were going to face Justice. They of course were hoping to reach Testament before the Gear did.
"Did the spies find out something about Justice?" Cliff was clearly worried of the situation they were in. There were operating blindly.
"No Sir, no information what so ever. They said they spotted some Gear movements, but they couldn't really find Justice." Ky had problems concentrating again, all the alcohol he consumed from yesterday was giving him a splitting headache. But it seemed as if Commander Cliff and Erik were not feeling that well themselves.
The old man didn't comment just put his chin in his hand consumed in his thoughts.
"If we have luck, Justice wouldn't know of our movement." It seemed like Cliff was talking to himself.
Before Ky or Erik could say anything the old Commander looked up, "please leave me now, there is nothing more to discuss. Ky, you go please and talk to the NH, just think of something that pops up in your head, as I said everything could be changed once we have the time to deal with the wedding, but till then we can just satisfy the bastards by giving them some information." He nodded and stood up.
"Erik, you please stand by Ky, you have to write everything he says. We need the information later on."
"Understood, Sir."
Once they left, Erik sighed.
"I cannot believe, you are going to marry Dizzy, Sir."
"Mr. Schwarz, maybe I won't make it back from this mission." The German looked at him with shock in his eyes.
"Commander Sir, please, we have the best warriors, besides Mr. Badguy would be by your side all…" all the images from last night flashed before his eyes and he felt dizzy for a friction of a second.
"Mr. Badguy cannot be all the time beside me. He has to fight as well, when the time comes." The French said all this louder then he wanted, but he was again mad with the American and every thought of him made him even angrier.
Erik said nothing after Ky's comment. They went to the calling room and connected with the NH. It was one tough talk. They wanted to know everything: month, date, time, place, how many people were coming, what food was going to be served and so on. Kiske had to calm down so many times, doing so he always put the receiver face down on the table and looked at the German inhaling deeply. Once the feeling of screaming at the idiots on the other end of the line was gone, he picked up the phone again and continued their talk.
The next few days went by without any big problems, so Ky was busy with his papers. Erik came from time to time to talk to him or drink tea. Anji visited him only to give him some information, or ask him to go to Cliff. Thank god, he didn't see Baduy that often and if he did, the American just ignored him with a wide smirk on his face.
Three days past before they reached their final destination.
"I was honored to have you and your soldiers on board Commander Cliff, Commander Kiske. If there is any need of our services, please do not hesitate to call on us." Captain Neelson shook hands with them. It was one hot morning. They were surrounded by one beautiful nature, but the insects were unbearable. Ky tried to kill some mosquitos with success, but they were so many it was almost useless to continue the fight against them.
"We thank you for helping the Holy Order, we would not forget your services Captain Neelson, I asure you." As always, the Captain didn't show any reaction, he just observed. Ky could tell, the old man was not so found of having the soldiers on his air ship, but all the talk between the two men was just obligatory verbiage anyways.
The air ship landed near to the over-sea-ship as possible, still it was some kilometers away and Cliff sent three soldiers and Mito to meet with the next captain.
In two hours they came back with four people. The Captain was clearly to distinguish from the others. He was a tall, good looking, young, in good shape man. His black hair was tied together behind his back with a red ribbon, he was wearing a long black coat with gold embroideries - this coat was probably very, very old.
"Ahh, Commander Cliff, Commander Kiske, finally I have the very pleasure to meet you." A charming smile appeared on his handsome face. "My name is Tamir Ashad and I will be very honored to have you on my ship."
"Thank you for having us Captain Ashad, you cannot imagine how much you are helping the Holy Order." The Captain shook hands with Cliff and turned to Ky.
"Commander Kiske, you are even fairer in real life, I have heard a lot of stories about you. I am more than pleased to welcome you." The black haired man squeezed Ky's hand gently smiling mysteriously at him.
Sol Badguy
There was something strange in this guy, he was looking at his Commander with lustful eyes. The three other person, who came with him were two very well built women with big breasts, full lips and long, long legs – they were very pretty. The third person was a man also a very handsome one.
I have to keep an eye on this one, there is something very fishy about him and his crew of elves.
The whole loading of the luggage and supplies and weapons took more than half of the day, since they had to walk to the over-sea-ship. Once all this was done the Captain pulled the anchor immediately and their journey began again.
At the same night they came on board there was a big welcoming party again, but this time everybody was invited. The hall the party was happening was huge full with tables full with food, chairs, chandeliers were dangling from the sealing, there was even a live band playing music. Everybody was drunk, people were dancing and shouting, kissing and sleeping on the tables and corners.
At one point Badguy saw the Captain dancing with one of the women who came with him earlier. He was squeezing her ass all the time and they were French kissing almost taking no breath what so ever. When they were not kissing, Ashad was looking at Kiske with his lustful eyes.
Sol still didn't know how to deal with the order of his Commander to not touch him ever again, he was thinking of him every night. It was getting boring jerking off only thinking of the French's porcelain body and not having him in real. He wanted him so badly.
Badguy drank a lot again, much more than he expected.
"So, you must be Sol Badguy, you are one piece of a man." The America turned to the source of the voice – it was the other pretty woman.
"Why don't you tell me something about yourself Mr. Badguy, for example how bad you are indeed." She was blonde, with long hair, blue eyes, perky, big breasts and clothes which were way too tight. Sol was drunk and horny, so he leaned over to come closer to her.
"Well baby, if you allow me, I will show you, just how bad I am indeed." He found it amusing speaking in her dialect.
Ky Kiske
He managed to not get drunk this time, every time somebody offered him a drink he just did as if he was drinking.
"Commander Kiske, you have to drink with me, please, I insist" Ky smiled.
"Mr. Ashad, I would love to." Before he could something more a glass of some strong alcohol appeared before him. The Captain put his arm around his neck and pulled him closer cheering him with his own glass.
"Cheers Commander Kiske!"
"Cheers Captain Ashad" Ky was feeling very uncomfortable with the oriental man so close to him, so he turned his head only to see Sol licking around with some woman. A burst of anger exploded in him and he stood up throwing the black haired man on his back.
"I am very sorry Captain Ashad, I thought I saw a spider on the table." The handsome man didn't even notice the apologies of him, he was just lying on his back laughing – his drink was spilled over his black coat. Even the people around were laughing, Kiske had enough he walked towards the entrance, he wanted to go to his room and forget all this. Their rooms were showed to them after the whole luggage was loaded on the ship.
Unfortunately he had to pass Badguy and his woman going out of the hall. He thought of not even looking down at the American while doing so. As he walked pass by Sol, he suddenly got pulled by his arm.
"And just where are you going, my sweet Commander." The American was clearly drunk, how he managed to talk so good at this state was a puzzle to the French.
"Let me go, I am going to my room"
"He is'damn hansome Badguy, le'us take'im with us, we could have a'lot'of fun with'im." The blonde woman was even more drunk than Badguy.
"I agree, we could have a lot of fun with him." Ky could see the lust in Sol's eyes. He had seen it so many times before and he had to escape from what was coming next. He pulled his arm quickly, successfully freeing himself from the grip of the taller man and ran out of the room.
"OI!" he heard behind him, but he didn't stop before he reached his room, trying quickly to pull the keys out of his pocket. As he did so, he unlocked the door and entered. Before he could close it from the inside he heard a voice behind him.
"Did you really think, ya could escape me?" Ky turned in shock, how did the American follow him that quickly.
"Mr. Badguy, please go out of my room. You are drunk and you cannot think straight, you should rest."
"Ohh, I maybe drunk, but I can think clearly than ever and I think we will have one damn night with you my sweet Commander, so why don't you just lock your room."
Kiske was frozen on his spot, keys still in his hand, he had to somehow escape his subordinate.
"Let me help you with this Commander" before Sol could reach for the keys, Ky stepped out of the room and wanted to run in the direction he was now facing, but he got pulled in, the door got slammed behind him. Badguy took the keys and locked the room, he then threw them somewhere in the room and since it was dark the French couldn't tell where they landed.
His heart was beating against his chest, he couldn't really see what the American was doing.
"Please Mr. Badguy, you really have to go to your room and lay down."
"I will lay down all right, but I won't be alone in the bed." Ky felt hot breath on his neck, he got goose bumps.