Lost Universe Fanfic
I'm not really sure if I
like posting in such SHORT chapters, but...for effectiveness (and
the fact that there's a bunch of parts that just don't seem to
flow right...), I'm chopping them up into bits and pieces, in
case I never add to this again. --; (I started this thing over
a year ago...and just recently added to it.)
Anyway. ^^ You know the drill!
Rail and Neena didn't say a
word on the elevator. They had yet to file a report for the execution,
and it would be a tedious task, for more than one reason. Neena
had never filed for an execution before. Although she had training
for it, it was a complicated process. On top of that, being shaken
up must be taken into consideration as a hindering factor.
Neena could imagine plently
of things to say to Rail, to break the silence, but she wasn't
in the mood to say much of anything.
The elevator door opened, and
the staff on their floor all looked up.
Rail scowled as the office clapped,
and Neena submissively looked to the floor as she walked beside
him.
"Last one, Rail-keibu!"
an officer said. "It's about damned time!" he turned
to Neena. "Neena-kun! Congratulations on your first execution
witness!"
"Oh, uh..." Neena
blushed, still shaken up.
"I find congratulations
on such an event to be distasteful at this time..." Rail
urged Neena forward, to their office. "Leave her alone, people."
Neena silently entered Rail's
office. The Leiutenant sighed as he collapsed in his chair, and
half-heartedly brushed a file in front of him to the side.
Neena stood in front of Rail's
desk, looking at him expectantly. A frown tugged at her mouth,
and her brow furrowed.
Rail sighed, and closed his
eyes as he leaned forward on his desk. He rested his forehead
on his clasped together hands, and paused.
Neena lowered her eyes silently,
and suddenly looked behind her shoulder to see quite a few of
her co-workers nervously watching the two of them. She walked
to the doorway, and smiled--giving her co-workers a victory-v
before shutting the door.
Neena looked at the door for
a moment before turning back to face Rail.
Rail opened his eyes, and saw
the smiling Neena resting her hands on the edge of his desk. He
sat up, and looked up to Neena.
"Would you like me to get
out the obituary papers?" Neena quietly queried.
Rail paused, giving Neena a
blank stare. "You want to start that already?"
Neena's smile faded. "Was
there something else I needed to do?"
"Not really." Rail
stood, and turned around to look down on the city below him. He
held his arms, and squinted as the sun came out from behind a
cloud.
Neena rested a few fingers on
the file Rail pushed away a moment ago, and slid it towards her.
She picked it up, and pulled out a few of the papers.
Rail turned around, facing away
from the sun.
Neena gasped quietly, and blushed
as Rail gently took the file and papers from her hands.
Rail slipped the papers back
in, and tapped the edge of the manila file on his chin. "I'm
rather thirsty, Neena-kun."
"Uh...! Yessir!" Neena
piped, and quickly jumped at the opportunity to help Rail.
Rail watched Neena leave the
office, and then looked down at the file in his hand. He stood
over his desk as he spread out the file's contents on it. Leaning
forward on his desk, he scanned the list of offences on the guy--treason,
theft, 1st degree murder, rape--
Rail's eyes narrowed. "I'd
have killed the bastard myself..." he muttered. He turned
back to the windows, and stared at the nearly clear sky. He smiled
to himself, almost bitterly. "...but just how much better
are you?"
