bChapter 3/b
Standard Disclaimer:
I don't own Escaflowne or any of the characters or anything else copyrighted that I mention in this story.
This was made for non-profit reasons, etc, etc, etc.
Author's Notes:
Please review this story after reading it. Arigatou, minna-san!
Italics are used for inner thoughts.
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Dilandau sat waiting for him at his usual spot, staring into a glass of vino in his hand.
"Who were you really visiting at the med centre?" Dilandau asked, not looking away from his glass, "I know that you didn't
come to visit me."
"I was visiting the future dragonslayer. The receptionist gave me the wrong room." Folken replied after he took a sip of
wine.
"The soldier's sick?" Dilandau took his gaze off his glass to look at him with a concerned expression on his face.
"No, just a check up." He lied.
Dilandau cared a lot about the soldiers under his command, even though it didn't seem like it to others. He hadn't even met
Renet yet but the look on his face told him that he was concerned.
"When will I meet the slayer?"
"You'll meet Re-" He stopped himself, if he were to change her identity, he had to change everything, even her name.
"ciel after dinner today in the throne room." He quickly added. Her light blue hair reminded him of the sky.
"Reciel?"
iThat's a strange name for a guy./i Dilandau thought to himself, iIt sounds more like a girl's name. /i
"Yes." He got up from his seat, putting his glass gently on the table "I'm sorry to leave so soon, but I have to meet with
the socerers to discuss... some business."
Dilandau sensed that something weird was going on. He was good at figuring out what was going on around him. He paid attention
to fine details that other people didn't. Folken was becoming more secretive than usual and it all started after he announced
that a new slayer was going to be joining him. He hated being kept in the dark, especially about someone under his command.
Everything was strange, this was probably the shortest wine meeting that they had ever had. Dilandau had always enjoyed these
meetings. He was disappointed at the shortness of this one. He took another gulp of his wine and stared off into space, thinking.
"Have you noticed anything strange about her when you met her?" The sorcerer with glasses that hung on his nose asked Folken.
"I noticed that she went through a lot of mood swings. One moment she was serious, then another moment she starts giggling."
"Well yes, we noticed that too. It is sort of like Dilandau isn't it?"
"It is slightly more intensified for her though."
"We're planning to give her some pills for that. That'll get rid of the mood swings for a while. Here." He handed him a
bottle of red pills, "Give this to her every 24 hours. Once the transition is almost complete you can give it to her every 48
hours. We'll gradually reduce the dosage as time goes on until the transition is permanent."
"How long would that take?"
"Unfortunately, we don't know yet. For Dilandau, the transition is still not complete and his body keeps on wanting to revert
back to his original form."
"Although, it might take a shorter time for the female subject for the complete transition to occur."
iFemale subject, subject.../i The voice echoed through Folken brain. They thought of her as a mere lab rat. iHow dare
they!/i
He felt a tug on his cloak, he looked down to see a smiling, tiny face peering into his. It was the face of Renet, when she
was young, 10 years ago... He thought he felt himself smile. He blinked and looked at her again. It was no longer the smiling
face of the sweet Renet, it was the solemn face of Reciel. He had just imagined Renet's face. It wasn't reality. Reciel was
the reality.
"Folken-sama," the girl started, Renet had never called him that, she was someone else. "When would I meet the captain of the
Dragonslayers?"
"After dinner, I'll take you to him." He handed her a bottle of red pills, "Swallow this before you meet him."
"What is it?" She said slightly making a face.
"Just take it, it'll help you."
The door to the throne room opened. A girl wearing an oversized, blue dragonslayer's uniform appeared. Dilandau's right eye
twitched, "Who are you?"
"My name is Reciel," She recited, remembering what the cloaked man had told her to say. "And I am here to serve you as a
dragonslayer."
iReciel was female?/i
Dilandau rubbed his temples in frustration. "If you are a dragonslayer, you must bow when you come into the room."
Reciel had a confused expression on her face, iFolken-sama never told me about this. How do I do it?/i She attempted to
do a bow by bending her waist 90 degrees and came up again.
The captain looked at her like she was stupid. "Not like that!" He cried. He slapped her on the face and she fell to the
ground with a thump. "Get up!" He ordered. The crumpled body did not move. "I said get up!" He restrained himself from
kicking her. He realized that she was uncontious. iShe's down? After one slap? I didn't even slap her hard! Why do they
keep on sending me these weaklings?/i He picked her up from the ground, she was almost as tall as him but surprisingly
light. He carried her to the med room and requested a doctor to come.
Dilandau had thought that the force of the the slap was what made her unconcious but that wasn't the real reason she fell
and couldn't get up. Reciel wasn't that weak, Renet had once been a skilled guymelef pilot in Fanelia who was known to be as
strong and as enduring as the men. Reciel, of course, had no recollection of any of this but even she knew that she could
withstand a simple slap. There was something wrong with her body.
"Mr. Albatou, you may leave now." the doctor said as he arrived in the room with a Zaibach socerer. Dilandau refused to leave
the room but they dragged him out anyway. iWhy did a Zaibach socerer come in to her room?/i He asked himself, iAll she
needs is a good doctor./i He shuddered, those socerers gave him the creeps. He anxiously paced around the throne room with
a bottle of wine in his hand.
Folken was notified of this a few minutes later, he was dying to see her. Though, the madoshi wouldn't even let him in the
room where she was in. He regretted putting her with Dilandau. He thought that Renet's strength as a Fanelian warrior would have
rubbed off on Reciel. Apparently, it didn't, she was too weak.
Dallet nudged his friend, "You ask."
"No, you do it." Gatti whispered back.
"He likes you better!"
"He does not, I get punched out way more than you."
"They're punches of love." Dallet whined, "He punches the people he likes. Come on~"
The two boys were outside the door to the throne room. They have been told by their captain that the new dragonslayer would be
coming today but no one came. They were getting worried. They had made a decision for one of them to ask Dilandau-sama but they
haven't decided who yet.
"There's only one fair way to resolve this. Paper, scissors, rock. What do you say?" Gatti consulted.
"Oh, alright." Dallet unhappily agreed. Strangely, Gatti seemed to always win while playing this.
iGood old Dallet, he always chooses rock. I'm gonna win for sure./i Gatti chuckled to himself.
"Damn it, you won again!" Dallet cried, louder than he was supposed to be.
Dilandau heard this loud word of profanity and opened the throne room door. "Which one of you was dumb enough to swear that loud?"
Neither of them said a word.
"I asked you a question! Answer me before I slap both of you!"
"I, I did si-" Before Dallet could finish, a strong punch flew at him, boxing his ears. He was tossed to the ground like a rag
doll. Dallet cringed but he stood up again.
"I don't want anyone in the dragonslayers to speak like low-class peasants, do you hear me?"
"Yes sir!"
"Idiots..." Dilandau muttered under his breath as he turned around. He was stopped by Dallet, "Sir..."
"What?" Dilandau barked.
"We were wondering where the new slayer was."
Dilandau just ignored him and stepped into his throne room. There was a loud bang as the door shut in Dallet's face.
"That made me feel very stupid." Dallet commented, his face red for several reasons.
Gatti laughed at him, "I know, Dallet."
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Author's Notes:
I hope it didn't sound like I was bashing Dallet ^^ I wasn't trying to, I really like the guy.
I was merely trying to show his sweet, innocent side.
So how do you like the story so far? Please review! It really keeps me going!
Standard Disclaimer:
I don't own Escaflowne or any of the characters or anything else copyrighted that I mention in this story.
This was made for non-profit reasons, etc, etc, etc.
Author's Notes:
Please review this story after reading it. Arigatou, minna-san!
Italics are used for inner thoughts.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Dilandau sat waiting for him at his usual spot, staring into a glass of vino in his hand.
"Who were you really visiting at the med centre?" Dilandau asked, not looking away from his glass, "I know that you didn't
come to visit me."
"I was visiting the future dragonslayer. The receptionist gave me the wrong room." Folken replied after he took a sip of
wine.
"The soldier's sick?" Dilandau took his gaze off his glass to look at him with a concerned expression on his face.
"No, just a check up." He lied.
Dilandau cared a lot about the soldiers under his command, even though it didn't seem like it to others. He hadn't even met
Renet yet but the look on his face told him that he was concerned.
"When will I meet the slayer?"
"You'll meet Re-" He stopped himself, if he were to change her identity, he had to change everything, even her name.
"ciel after dinner today in the throne room." He quickly added. Her light blue hair reminded him of the sky.
"Reciel?"
iThat's a strange name for a guy./i Dilandau thought to himself, iIt sounds more like a girl's name. /i
"Yes." He got up from his seat, putting his glass gently on the table "I'm sorry to leave so soon, but I have to meet with
the socerers to discuss... some business."
Dilandau sensed that something weird was going on. He was good at figuring out what was going on around him. He paid attention
to fine details that other people didn't. Folken was becoming more secretive than usual and it all started after he announced
that a new slayer was going to be joining him. He hated being kept in the dark, especially about someone under his command.
Everything was strange, this was probably the shortest wine meeting that they had ever had. Dilandau had always enjoyed these
meetings. He was disappointed at the shortness of this one. He took another gulp of his wine and stared off into space, thinking.
"Have you noticed anything strange about her when you met her?" The sorcerer with glasses that hung on his nose asked Folken.
"I noticed that she went through a lot of mood swings. One moment she was serious, then another moment she starts giggling."
"Well yes, we noticed that too. It is sort of like Dilandau isn't it?"
"It is slightly more intensified for her though."
"We're planning to give her some pills for that. That'll get rid of the mood swings for a while. Here." He handed him a
bottle of red pills, "Give this to her every 24 hours. Once the transition is almost complete you can give it to her every 48
hours. We'll gradually reduce the dosage as time goes on until the transition is permanent."
"How long would that take?"
"Unfortunately, we don't know yet. For Dilandau, the transition is still not complete and his body keeps on wanting to revert
back to his original form."
"Although, it might take a shorter time for the female subject for the complete transition to occur."
iFemale subject, subject.../i The voice echoed through Folken brain. They thought of her as a mere lab rat. iHow dare
they!/i
He felt a tug on his cloak, he looked down to see a smiling, tiny face peering into his. It was the face of Renet, when she
was young, 10 years ago... He thought he felt himself smile. He blinked and looked at her again. It was no longer the smiling
face of the sweet Renet, it was the solemn face of Reciel. He had just imagined Renet's face. It wasn't reality. Reciel was
the reality.
"Folken-sama," the girl started, Renet had never called him that, she was someone else. "When would I meet the captain of the
Dragonslayers?"
"After dinner, I'll take you to him." He handed her a bottle of red pills, "Swallow this before you meet him."
"What is it?" She said slightly making a face.
"Just take it, it'll help you."
The door to the throne room opened. A girl wearing an oversized, blue dragonslayer's uniform appeared. Dilandau's right eye
twitched, "Who are you?"
"My name is Reciel," She recited, remembering what the cloaked man had told her to say. "And I am here to serve you as a
dragonslayer."
iReciel was female?/i
Dilandau rubbed his temples in frustration. "If you are a dragonslayer, you must bow when you come into the room."
Reciel had a confused expression on her face, iFolken-sama never told me about this. How do I do it?/i She attempted to
do a bow by bending her waist 90 degrees and came up again.
The captain looked at her like she was stupid. "Not like that!" He cried. He slapped her on the face and she fell to the
ground with a thump. "Get up!" He ordered. The crumpled body did not move. "I said get up!" He restrained himself from
kicking her. He realized that she was uncontious. iShe's down? After one slap? I didn't even slap her hard! Why do they
keep on sending me these weaklings?/i He picked her up from the ground, she was almost as tall as him but surprisingly
light. He carried her to the med room and requested a doctor to come.
Dilandau had thought that the force of the the slap was what made her unconcious but that wasn't the real reason she fell
and couldn't get up. Reciel wasn't that weak, Renet had once been a skilled guymelef pilot in Fanelia who was known to be as
strong and as enduring as the men. Reciel, of course, had no recollection of any of this but even she knew that she could
withstand a simple slap. There was something wrong with her body.
"Mr. Albatou, you may leave now." the doctor said as he arrived in the room with a Zaibach socerer. Dilandau refused to leave
the room but they dragged him out anyway. iWhy did a Zaibach socerer come in to her room?/i He asked himself, iAll she
needs is a good doctor./i He shuddered, those socerers gave him the creeps. He anxiously paced around the throne room with
a bottle of wine in his hand.
Folken was notified of this a few minutes later, he was dying to see her. Though, the madoshi wouldn't even let him in the
room where she was in. He regretted putting her with Dilandau. He thought that Renet's strength as a Fanelian warrior would have
rubbed off on Reciel. Apparently, it didn't, she was too weak.
Dallet nudged his friend, "You ask."
"No, you do it." Gatti whispered back.
"He likes you better!"
"He does not, I get punched out way more than you."
"They're punches of love." Dallet whined, "He punches the people he likes. Come on~"
The two boys were outside the door to the throne room. They have been told by their captain that the new dragonslayer would be
coming today but no one came. They were getting worried. They had made a decision for one of them to ask Dilandau-sama but they
haven't decided who yet.
"There's only one fair way to resolve this. Paper, scissors, rock. What do you say?" Gatti consulted.
"Oh, alright." Dallet unhappily agreed. Strangely, Gatti seemed to always win while playing this.
iGood old Dallet, he always chooses rock. I'm gonna win for sure./i Gatti chuckled to himself.
"Damn it, you won again!" Dallet cried, louder than he was supposed to be.
Dilandau heard this loud word of profanity and opened the throne room door. "Which one of you was dumb enough to swear that loud?"
Neither of them said a word.
"I asked you a question! Answer me before I slap both of you!"
"I, I did si-" Before Dallet could finish, a strong punch flew at him, boxing his ears. He was tossed to the ground like a rag
doll. Dallet cringed but he stood up again.
"I don't want anyone in the dragonslayers to speak like low-class peasants, do you hear me?"
"Yes sir!"
"Idiots..." Dilandau muttered under his breath as he turned around. He was stopped by Dallet, "Sir..."
"What?" Dilandau barked.
"We were wondering where the new slayer was."
Dilandau just ignored him and stepped into his throne room. There was a loud bang as the door shut in Dallet's face.
"That made me feel very stupid." Dallet commented, his face red for several reasons.
Gatti laughed at him, "I know, Dallet."
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Author's Notes:
I hope it didn't sound like I was bashing Dallet ^^ I wasn't trying to, I really like the guy.
I was merely trying to show his sweet, innocent side.
So how do you like the story so far? Please review! It really keeps me going!