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nande k'so= what the hell
shimatta= shit
k'so= swear word of your choice (e.g. fuck, shit, etc)
baka= idiot
"Oh brother, /WHY/ did it have to be Guimel as the last one?" Jadera moaned to herself back at in her room at the Vione. Marox was currently lying on her bed, sleeping.
"/ANY/ other person would have done!" she complained. "Him and his snottish pride, I'd just /LOVE/ to wipe that smirk off his face... ARG! ...DAMNIT!"
Jadera was in a fit, whining and complaining to herself about Guimel. Pissed at his outragous behaviour towards her, she was in a rant after keeping silence for so long, her patience wearing down.
A knock on her door interrupted her.
"This better be good," she mutterred under her breath, before raising her voice.
"Yeah? Come in," she said. The door opened, and Miguel poked his head in, with a somewhat excited look on his face.
"Guess what! Guess what!" he asked, jumping a little in his impatience to tell her.
"What?" asked Jadera with a curious look on her face... nothing had happened ever since the 'elimination' of 10 dragonslayers, and she was getting bored.
"I asked you to guess," Miguel said, pouting a little. Jadera almost laughed; Miguel was like a child when he did that.
"Okay, okay," she surrendered, rolling her eyes. "Let's see... Lord Dilandau wishes /our/ prescence, the oh so /mighty/ and /strong/ dragonslayers to assemble in his throne room, so he can order us to go on a /manhunt/ for some spy or traitor, to protect the /great/ and /glorious/ Zaibach Empire." she said, acting and exaggerating each stressed word. Miguel burst out laughing at her antics and said,
"Well, you're halfway right, at least... we're going to test our new guymelefs that Lord Folken designed, and we're going... Dragon Hunting."
Jadera stopped the second she heard 'dragon'.
"Dragon Hunting? Are you serious Miguel?" Her desbelieving eyes met his.
"Yeah," he said. "Dragons. Looks like it's going to get a little more interesting."
The hangar door opened, and Jadera stared up at her new navy blue guymelef in awe. Her eyes trailing over the black frame finishings, the fire-repellant metal dyed navy, and the stealth cloak. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see the other dragoslayers admiring Folken's work on their own guymelefs as well. Shaking her head, she climbed up the front and into the pilots seat. Pushing a button, the hatch closed and it began to fill with liquid metal all the way to her neck. Gently she grabbed the joystick and touched some more buttons. Her guymelef stood, and took a step.
"Wow," she said. The unit, alseides, was sensitive, responding to every slight movement. Looking through the faceplate, she noticed that most of the other dragonslayers had gained control of their guymelefs and were standing like she was.
"Miguel, Jaden, flank my right! Gatti, Chesta, flank left! The rest of you, fall behind in formation!" Dilandau ordered. He too, had an Alseides, only his was red. Everyone moved into position, and stood there, ready.
"Flight mode!" Dilandau said. Jadera pushed a few buttons, and heard the grinding of gears as her stealth cloak came and covered her front, the legs melded together and engines whined as she lifted off, hovering to the left of Miguel. Without a word, Dilandau pushed forward and dropped of the Vione's hangar, and they all followed.
They landed heavily and the ground shook, feeling the impact of 16 guymelefs hitting the ground at roughly the same time. Suddenly, Dilandau's guymelef disappeared.
"What?" was the startled gasp that fell from about nine of the dragonslayers mouths. However, Miguel, Jaden, Chesta, Gatti, Dallet, Viole and Guimel all remained silent. After all, /they/ did their reading on the alseides, and knew about the unit's stealth cloaks.
The next thing that Jadera knew, a crima claw stretched out and formed a heavy sword, then disappeared. Acting on instinct, she too, activated her crima claw and created a sword. Miguel, Gatti and Chesta mimicked her, each creating a sword from their crima claws. Jadera had a feeling that they were being tested again. Suddenly, without warning, the sword that was created by Dilandau swung and hit several of the more ignorant dragonslayers. Jadera's eyes widened a little as three more dragonslayer fell, knocked over by Dilandau.
...So, he /is/ testing us...
"Miguel, Gatti, Chesta! Bunch into a circle with our backs in, faces out!" she yelled.
"Should we cloak?" asked Dallet as he pulled into another circle with Viole and Guimel; the three finally forming crima swords at last.
"No, you idiot! That way we only have one opponent! If there's more than one stealth cloaked, we won't be able to tell whether it's you or Lord Dilandau!" Jadera answered back roughly. They waited in silence as Dilandau felled the rest of the other dragonslayers.
Jadera watched the trees carefully. It would appear as a flicker of movement -nothing more. If she missed it, it would take her a long time again to -there! Quickly bringing up her other arm, she blasted five crima claws at the small ripple of movement. A sword suddenly appeared, and blocked her blow, but the others were now alerted as to where their General was. They too, blasted crima claws that were deflected. Jadera waited while the others all tried again, waiting for the right moment... now! She fired again, and this time it met her mark. Dilandau lowered his stealth cloak.
"Stop," he commanded. "The test is over."
They were trekking through the forest now, heading to a dragon-populated area. After checking on the other slayers and seeing if they were okay, Dilandau ordered that they move out. Jadera was talking to Miguel through a private line.
"That was really good Jaden! You actually got Lord Dilandau! I'll bet even Guimel respects you know." Miguel said.
"Hn. That was nothing but timing and you know it. That wasn't anything special." Jadera said offhandedly.
"Aww, come on Jaden! You know that Lord Dilandau probably favors you by now... you really beat him in that duel, and went through the training effortlessly, and now in guymelef combat... you're really skilled Jaden!" Chesta joined enthusiastically.
"Yeah, and you know what? I think you may become his second Jaden! You're almost as good as Lord Dilandau is, you know." Gatti said.
Inside the cockpit of her guymelef, Jadera blushed with all the praise she was getting, but said,
"You guys know it's nothing, just hard work and practice. Besides, Miguel, with all the hard work you've done I think /you/ may be second. Gatti, you're really good too, and Chesta, you know you just need some more practice."
"Well, whatever Jaden but-" Miguel was cut off by the sound of a land dragon roaring.
"It's a dragon." Chesta said in a hushed voice.
"Come on, guys, you know we could each beat a dragon with one hand tied behind our backs," Jadera said.
"Yeah," Gatti said in a voice that showed his doubt. They stopped, silent.
"Good luck, everyone." Chesta said.
Jadera crept through the trees, hunting a land dragon that she'd sighted earlier. From what she could piece together, it was a halfling, almost full grown.
"Just my luck," she grumbled. ...At least it's not a full grown male... she thought. She could tell that she was getting closer, as she began to catch a few glimpses of it through the trees. ...Man, that thing moves fast...
The halfling suddenly seemed to disapear, and Jadera slowed down warily. She slowly entered the clearing she last saw it in. Across from her, was a cave. Heavy breathing could be heard from inside, and Jadera caught the flash of an eye. Slowly, she drew her sword. ...No time for mistakes...
With a roar, the halfling burst out of the cave, and charged her. Nimbly, she jumped her right into an army roll and quickly using the momentem to bring herslef to her feet. She widened her eyes as she was face with the sharp tail coming towards her. Leaping backwards, she ran to the left, feinted a dodge to the right as a claw swiped at her and ran underneath the halfling's forearm. Quickly, she struck with her sword, scoring a hit on it's side. The beast roared in pain. Hissing, it advanced on her as she stood there, a little amazed that she'd been able to actually /hit/ it...
"SHIT!" she exclaimed as she realized her fatal mistake. Cursing under her breath, she barely missed being bitten in two as she fell on her back, rolling away from it's deadly fangs. Standing up, Jadera noticed that it wasn't doing anything... just sitting there... with it's chest glowing red...
"Shimatta..." her eyes growing wide, she threw herself to the side just in time to escape being charbroiled by it's hot firery(sp?) breath.
"K'so," she cursed yet again, standing up. Looking at the dragon, she grumbled, "you are /really/ starting to annoy me..."
As the dragon had used energy for the blast, she easily ducked between it's claws and sliced her sword into it's chest, between the lungs. Slicing upwards, she opened the layers of tissue and skin and reached her hand in to remove it's heart. The dragon seemed to whimper in pain as her hand probed inside, searching for it's energist.
"Aha!" Jadera said in triumph as her gloved hand touched something hard. Closing her hand around it, she pulled it out. At once the dragon started to dissolve. In a minute, there was nothing left of it, except for the softly glowing stone in her hand. Standing in the clearing, she studied the stone.
...My first dragon...
"I actually killed it," she said softly, awed.
Miguel was having an interesting time. After managing to successfully kill his first dragon, he stood a little awed, staring at the energist. However -and unfortunately for him, at that exact moment the dragon's mate arrived. Roaring in anger, it advanced on the one thing in the clearing it could take it's anger out on: Miguel. Tired from the first battle, he knew he couldn't do it alone. Growling out a few cursing and choice swear words under his breath, he ran. Fortunately for him, the dragon was somewhat slowed down by the trees. UNfortunately however, the dragon's huge size was easily crushing and snapping the trees as though they were nothing but twigs. In his flight, only looking back to check how the dragon was gaining, he didn't check in front of him, and ran right into someone, knocking the both of them over.
"Nande k'so?!" was what he could make out from the surprised person as he ploughed into him, knocking both of them over into a confused tangle of appendages. They both untangled themselves quickly, and stood up. Miguel glanced at who he'd knocked over quickly before checking over his shoulder for the dragon. Wait a sec...
"Miguel? What are you doing here, running into me like that you baka!" Jaden said in an annoyed tone. Snapping his head round, he stared at him, eyes slighty wide.
"Miguel? What in the dragon's name are you doing?" Jadera asked, annoyed. ...What is he doing, staring at me like that... wait a sec... it's more like at something /behind/ me... Carefully, she looked over her shoudler, to see an enraged dragon, powering up for a fire blast. Thinking quickly, she launched herself in the air, pulling Miguel down with her. They rolled to the side, as the patch of ground where they were standing a few seconds ago burst into flame.
"Damnit... we'll have to fight it together... Miguel, you get it's attention! Distract it for me so I can get close to it and get it's energist, okay?" Jadera said quickly, getting off him. Not waiting for his reply, she dashed off into the shelter of the trees, leaving Miguel there. ...Hope he knows what to do...
Miguel was /not/ having a good time. This dragon was extremely pissed at him killing it's mate, and seemed to be throwing everything it had at him. As it was swiping some of the nearby trees down, he could only run and dodge, faintly recalling some of the obstacle courses he'd been forced to go through as part of his training. Stopping to catch his breath, he panted slightly as the dragon paused, a red glow forming in it's chest area. Quickly, he dove to his right, and just missed getting burned to death as the fire struck the spot he was just standing. Almost before he could see, he heard the dragon roar loudly in pain. Getting up, he saw Jaden already there, with his sword slicing into the dragon's breast. Reaching his arm into it's chest, he triumhantly pulled out it's energist. Sweating, with bruises all over from all the landings he'd made from his dodging, Miguel made his way over to Jaden. Noticing his friend in pain, Jaden turned to him and asked,
"Are you okay?" Miguel nodded.
"Yeah, just fine." Jaden turned back to the energist in his hand, then pulled another from the pouch at his side.
"I already have one, so you take this one," he said, giving the energist to Miguel. Miguel reached into a similar pouch at /his/ side and also pulled out an energist.
"I already have one. That dragon was the mate of the one I killed." he said.
Each boy stared at each other, a dilemma on their hands. Who was going to keep the second energist?
After much arguing, punctuated by,
"/YOU/ keep it!" and,
"NO, /YOU/ keep it!", Jaden finally shoved the energist at Miguel, saying,
"If it wasn't for you, that dragon would have never come so you take it, or we'll both leave it here to be picked up or something." Turning, he began to walk away. Miguel knew that the arguement was over, and that he had lost. He was to take the second energist. Sighing, he looked after the retreating back of his friend, and softly said,
"But if it weren't for you, that dragon wouldn't be dead."
Well... anyone like that? *sigh*... anyways, there may be some spelling and /or grammatical errors, but I dun have spell check anymore 'cuz I started writing on notepad, so excuse and try to ignore them. Anyways, so, how did you like that?
-reb
nande k'so= what the hell
shimatta= shit
k'so= swear word of your choice (e.g. fuck, shit, etc)
baka= idiot
"Oh brother, /WHY/ did it have to be Guimel as the last one?" Jadera moaned to herself back at in her room at the Vione. Marox was currently lying on her bed, sleeping.
"/ANY/ other person would have done!" she complained. "Him and his snottish pride, I'd just /LOVE/ to wipe that smirk off his face... ARG! ...DAMNIT!"
Jadera was in a fit, whining and complaining to herself about Guimel. Pissed at his outragous behaviour towards her, she was in a rant after keeping silence for so long, her patience wearing down.
A knock on her door interrupted her.
"This better be good," she mutterred under her breath, before raising her voice.
"Yeah? Come in," she said. The door opened, and Miguel poked his head in, with a somewhat excited look on his face.
"Guess what! Guess what!" he asked, jumping a little in his impatience to tell her.
"What?" asked Jadera with a curious look on her face... nothing had happened ever since the 'elimination' of 10 dragonslayers, and she was getting bored.
"I asked you to guess," Miguel said, pouting a little. Jadera almost laughed; Miguel was like a child when he did that.
"Okay, okay," she surrendered, rolling her eyes. "Let's see... Lord Dilandau wishes /our/ prescence, the oh so /mighty/ and /strong/ dragonslayers to assemble in his throne room, so he can order us to go on a /manhunt/ for some spy or traitor, to protect the /great/ and /glorious/ Zaibach Empire." she said, acting and exaggerating each stressed word. Miguel burst out laughing at her antics and said,
"Well, you're halfway right, at least... we're going to test our new guymelefs that Lord Folken designed, and we're going... Dragon Hunting."
Jadera stopped the second she heard 'dragon'.
"Dragon Hunting? Are you serious Miguel?" Her desbelieving eyes met his.
"Yeah," he said. "Dragons. Looks like it's going to get a little more interesting."
The hangar door opened, and Jadera stared up at her new navy blue guymelef in awe. Her eyes trailing over the black frame finishings, the fire-repellant metal dyed navy, and the stealth cloak. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see the other dragoslayers admiring Folken's work on their own guymelefs as well. Shaking her head, she climbed up the front and into the pilots seat. Pushing a button, the hatch closed and it began to fill with liquid metal all the way to her neck. Gently she grabbed the joystick and touched some more buttons. Her guymelef stood, and took a step.
"Wow," she said. The unit, alseides, was sensitive, responding to every slight movement. Looking through the faceplate, she noticed that most of the other dragonslayers had gained control of their guymelefs and were standing like she was.
"Miguel, Jaden, flank my right! Gatti, Chesta, flank left! The rest of you, fall behind in formation!" Dilandau ordered. He too, had an Alseides, only his was red. Everyone moved into position, and stood there, ready.
"Flight mode!" Dilandau said. Jadera pushed a few buttons, and heard the grinding of gears as her stealth cloak came and covered her front, the legs melded together and engines whined as she lifted off, hovering to the left of Miguel. Without a word, Dilandau pushed forward and dropped of the Vione's hangar, and they all followed.
They landed heavily and the ground shook, feeling the impact of 16 guymelefs hitting the ground at roughly the same time. Suddenly, Dilandau's guymelef disappeared.
"What?" was the startled gasp that fell from about nine of the dragonslayers mouths. However, Miguel, Jaden, Chesta, Gatti, Dallet, Viole and Guimel all remained silent. After all, /they/ did their reading on the alseides, and knew about the unit's stealth cloaks.
The next thing that Jadera knew, a crima claw stretched out and formed a heavy sword, then disappeared. Acting on instinct, she too, activated her crima claw and created a sword. Miguel, Gatti and Chesta mimicked her, each creating a sword from their crima claws. Jadera had a feeling that they were being tested again. Suddenly, without warning, the sword that was created by Dilandau swung and hit several of the more ignorant dragonslayers. Jadera's eyes widened a little as three more dragonslayer fell, knocked over by Dilandau.
...So, he /is/ testing us...
"Miguel, Gatti, Chesta! Bunch into a circle with our backs in, faces out!" she yelled.
"Should we cloak?" asked Dallet as he pulled into another circle with Viole and Guimel; the three finally forming crima swords at last.
"No, you idiot! That way we only have one opponent! If there's more than one stealth cloaked, we won't be able to tell whether it's you or Lord Dilandau!" Jadera answered back roughly. They waited in silence as Dilandau felled the rest of the other dragonslayers.
Jadera watched the trees carefully. It would appear as a flicker of movement -nothing more. If she missed it, it would take her a long time again to -there! Quickly bringing up her other arm, she blasted five crima claws at the small ripple of movement. A sword suddenly appeared, and blocked her blow, but the others were now alerted as to where their General was. They too, blasted crima claws that were deflected. Jadera waited while the others all tried again, waiting for the right moment... now! She fired again, and this time it met her mark. Dilandau lowered his stealth cloak.
"Stop," he commanded. "The test is over."
They were trekking through the forest now, heading to a dragon-populated area. After checking on the other slayers and seeing if they were okay, Dilandau ordered that they move out. Jadera was talking to Miguel through a private line.
"That was really good Jaden! You actually got Lord Dilandau! I'll bet even Guimel respects you know." Miguel said.
"Hn. That was nothing but timing and you know it. That wasn't anything special." Jadera said offhandedly.
"Aww, come on Jaden! You know that Lord Dilandau probably favors you by now... you really beat him in that duel, and went through the training effortlessly, and now in guymelef combat... you're really skilled Jaden!" Chesta joined enthusiastically.
"Yeah, and you know what? I think you may become his second Jaden! You're almost as good as Lord Dilandau is, you know." Gatti said.
Inside the cockpit of her guymelef, Jadera blushed with all the praise she was getting, but said,
"You guys know it's nothing, just hard work and practice. Besides, Miguel, with all the hard work you've done I think /you/ may be second. Gatti, you're really good too, and Chesta, you know you just need some more practice."
"Well, whatever Jaden but-" Miguel was cut off by the sound of a land dragon roaring.
"It's a dragon." Chesta said in a hushed voice.
"Come on, guys, you know we could each beat a dragon with one hand tied behind our backs," Jadera said.
"Yeah," Gatti said in a voice that showed his doubt. They stopped, silent.
"Good luck, everyone." Chesta said.
Jadera crept through the trees, hunting a land dragon that she'd sighted earlier. From what she could piece together, it was a halfling, almost full grown.
"Just my luck," she grumbled. ...At least it's not a full grown male... she thought. She could tell that she was getting closer, as she began to catch a few glimpses of it through the trees. ...Man, that thing moves fast...
The halfling suddenly seemed to disapear, and Jadera slowed down warily. She slowly entered the clearing she last saw it in. Across from her, was a cave. Heavy breathing could be heard from inside, and Jadera caught the flash of an eye. Slowly, she drew her sword. ...No time for mistakes...
With a roar, the halfling burst out of the cave, and charged her. Nimbly, she jumped her right into an army roll and quickly using the momentem to bring herslef to her feet. She widened her eyes as she was face with the sharp tail coming towards her. Leaping backwards, she ran to the left, feinted a dodge to the right as a claw swiped at her and ran underneath the halfling's forearm. Quickly, she struck with her sword, scoring a hit on it's side. The beast roared in pain. Hissing, it advanced on her as she stood there, a little amazed that she'd been able to actually /hit/ it...
"SHIT!" she exclaimed as she realized her fatal mistake. Cursing under her breath, she barely missed being bitten in two as she fell on her back, rolling away from it's deadly fangs. Standing up, Jadera noticed that it wasn't doing anything... just sitting there... with it's chest glowing red...
"Shimatta..." her eyes growing wide, she threw herself to the side just in time to escape being charbroiled by it's hot firery(sp?) breath.
"K'so," she cursed yet again, standing up. Looking at the dragon, she grumbled, "you are /really/ starting to annoy me..."
As the dragon had used energy for the blast, she easily ducked between it's claws and sliced her sword into it's chest, between the lungs. Slicing upwards, she opened the layers of tissue and skin and reached her hand in to remove it's heart. The dragon seemed to whimper in pain as her hand probed inside, searching for it's energist.
"Aha!" Jadera said in triumph as her gloved hand touched something hard. Closing her hand around it, she pulled it out. At once the dragon started to dissolve. In a minute, there was nothing left of it, except for the softly glowing stone in her hand. Standing in the clearing, she studied the stone.
...My first dragon...
"I actually killed it," she said softly, awed.
Miguel was having an interesting time. After managing to successfully kill his first dragon, he stood a little awed, staring at the energist. However -and unfortunately for him, at that exact moment the dragon's mate arrived. Roaring in anger, it advanced on the one thing in the clearing it could take it's anger out on: Miguel. Tired from the first battle, he knew he couldn't do it alone. Growling out a few cursing and choice swear words under his breath, he ran. Fortunately for him, the dragon was somewhat slowed down by the trees. UNfortunately however, the dragon's huge size was easily crushing and snapping the trees as though they were nothing but twigs. In his flight, only looking back to check how the dragon was gaining, he didn't check in front of him, and ran right into someone, knocking the both of them over.
"Nande k'so?!" was what he could make out from the surprised person as he ploughed into him, knocking both of them over into a confused tangle of appendages. They both untangled themselves quickly, and stood up. Miguel glanced at who he'd knocked over quickly before checking over his shoulder for the dragon. Wait a sec...
"Miguel? What are you doing here, running into me like that you baka!" Jaden said in an annoyed tone. Snapping his head round, he stared at him, eyes slighty wide.
"Miguel? What in the dragon's name are you doing?" Jadera asked, annoyed. ...What is he doing, staring at me like that... wait a sec... it's more like at something /behind/ me... Carefully, she looked over her shoudler, to see an enraged dragon, powering up for a fire blast. Thinking quickly, she launched herself in the air, pulling Miguel down with her. They rolled to the side, as the patch of ground where they were standing a few seconds ago burst into flame.
"Damnit... we'll have to fight it together... Miguel, you get it's attention! Distract it for me so I can get close to it and get it's energist, okay?" Jadera said quickly, getting off him. Not waiting for his reply, she dashed off into the shelter of the trees, leaving Miguel there. ...Hope he knows what to do...
Miguel was /not/ having a good time. This dragon was extremely pissed at him killing it's mate, and seemed to be throwing everything it had at him. As it was swiping some of the nearby trees down, he could only run and dodge, faintly recalling some of the obstacle courses he'd been forced to go through as part of his training. Stopping to catch his breath, he panted slightly as the dragon paused, a red glow forming in it's chest area. Quickly, he dove to his right, and just missed getting burned to death as the fire struck the spot he was just standing. Almost before he could see, he heard the dragon roar loudly in pain. Getting up, he saw Jaden already there, with his sword slicing into the dragon's breast. Reaching his arm into it's chest, he triumhantly pulled out it's energist. Sweating, with bruises all over from all the landings he'd made from his dodging, Miguel made his way over to Jaden. Noticing his friend in pain, Jaden turned to him and asked,
"Are you okay?" Miguel nodded.
"Yeah, just fine." Jaden turned back to the energist in his hand, then pulled another from the pouch at his side.
"I already have one, so you take this one," he said, giving the energist to Miguel. Miguel reached into a similar pouch at /his/ side and also pulled out an energist.
"I already have one. That dragon was the mate of the one I killed." he said.
Each boy stared at each other, a dilemma on their hands. Who was going to keep the second energist?
After much arguing, punctuated by,
"/YOU/ keep it!" and,
"NO, /YOU/ keep it!", Jaden finally shoved the energist at Miguel, saying,
"If it wasn't for you, that dragon would have never come so you take it, or we'll both leave it here to be picked up or something." Turning, he began to walk away. Miguel knew that the arguement was over, and that he had lost. He was to take the second energist. Sighing, he looked after the retreating back of his friend, and softly said,
"But if it weren't for you, that dragon wouldn't be dead."
Well... anyone like that? *sigh*... anyways, there may be some spelling and /or grammatical errors, but I dun have spell check anymore 'cuz I started writing on notepad, so excuse and try to ignore them. Anyways, so, how did you like that?
-reb