Chapter 3
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:
This is a chapter that was written to explain the history and personalities of the characters. It doesn't have much action yet. Gomen nasai!
Please review this story after reading it. Arigatou, minna-san!
Italics are used for inner thoughts.
It had been over two hours since she was admitted into the medical centre. Since then, Folken hadn't budged at all from his seat outside her door. He realized that there was probably going to be a huge pile of paper on his desk when he gets back to his lab.
What was he doing here? He had just wasted precious time doing nothing. He was letting his emotions take control of him. Did he still have feelings for Renet? No, he reminded himself, we were both adolescents then. It didn't mean anything. He had only been fifteen when the mysterious girl from the Mystic Moon had appeared in his life unexpectedly. He had found her body in the forest, unfortunately a pack of bandits had found her first. If he hadn't taken her to the castle, she would have bled to death. Renet had stayed with him because she had no where else to go. No one except Folken knew her true origins. To the others it remained a mystery. Even Van wasn't allowed to know and she and Van were extremely close. As time passed on, Folken and Renet had gotten even closer. He had dreams of marrying her after he became king. He saw how childish those thoughts were now. It would never happen¡¦
The sound of the door opening made Folken's heart skipped a beat. The group of sorcerers left the room in an organized manner with their snooty noses high in the air. He stopped the passing leader with his arm.
"What was wrong with her?"
"It turns out that Dilandau had nothing to do with it. It was her own fault." He smirked.
The sorceror seemed to enjoy Folken's flustered expression. It was rare to see him like this. He loved the fact that he knew something Folken didn't.
"How was it her fault?"
"She overdosed on her medication. She took too many of the red pills. Dilandau just gave her a shock. It's nothing serious. She'll be okay in the morning. Don't disturb her now. Let her rest in the room for now." After saying that, the sorcerer left with the trail of other cloaked figures behind him.
Trying not to make a sound, Dilandau carefully opened the door to where Reciel was staying and crept in. He wanted to check up on how she was doing. He didn't want to admit it but he felt bad about putting her in the med centre.
(A/N: I'm not quite sure, is this out of character? I think Dilandau cares a lot about his dragonslayers so I don't think he'll feel good about putting one of them in hospital. I belive that he'll slap them for discipline but I don't think he would go as far as to beat them unconscious. That's just my opinion though. My view of Dilandau is different from most people).
He knew that the socerers wouldn't allow him to come in to the room but he never listened to them anyway. As long as they don't know, it would be fine.
The sun was not up completely yet, outside the window, the sky was a dark blue. This atmosphere gave the room a cold and empty feeling.
"Good morning. Dilandau-sama." Reciel saluted him mechanically. Somehow, it sounded very rehearsed. She stared at him with a serious expression.
Dilandau slouched on the armchair next to the bed and made an effort to get comfortable. He didn't even bother looking at her when he spoke to her. "I didn't get a chance to finish what I was saying earlier. There are a few things you have to know. You are expected to wake up at 5:30 am everyday. Breakfast is at 6:00 am. Training starts at 7 o' clock sharp. You will be punished if you are late. There is a break for 30 minutes at 10:00am. At 10:30, there is a mandatory study session. Lunch is at 1 and you are free to do anything until 2 o' clock. After that we begin guymelef training. All dragonslayers must report to the hangar at this time. Dinner is served at 5 and ends at 6. The rest is all free time but most people use this time to do work assigned from the study session. Everyone must be ready to go to sleep at 9. All the lights in the Vione will be off. The soldiers are allowed to chat quietly for that hour. After that, if I catch you talking, I'll make sure that you won't get any sleep for that whole night. To help you, I've paired you up with two of my dragonslayers, Gatti and Dallet. You'll meet them in the breakfast hall. I hope I made everything clear."
"Hai." She replied, still looking at him.
She didn't take her eyes off of him until he left the room.
She's so creepy, Dilandau thought as he closed the door behind him, it's almost scary.
Who is this girl? Why do I feel cold shivers down my spine whenever she looks at me? I shouldn't have even bothered to check on her¡¦
On the other side of the door, Reciel was thinking the exact opposite, He's handsome, and I think I like him. He'll be mine.
Folken saw Dilandau coming from the direction of Reciel's room. They both greeted each other politely with a nod and continued on their separate ways.
I guess Dilandau was worried about her, Folken noted, will wonders never cease?
He knocked and went inside, "Are you feeling better?"
She nodded.
"They told me that you took too many of those pills."
"I wasn't sure how many I was supposed to take." She responded. Her tone wasn't a friendly tone but it wasn't a hostile tone either. It was the tone that she always used, but it annoyed Folken now. He was being kind to her but she wasn't returning any of his kindness. Being a patient person, he let it pass, She'll warm up to me soon.
"I guess that was my fault, I forgot to tell you."
There was a brief silence in the room.
"Can I know what time it is?"
"It's 5:38."
She zipped up her jacket armor over her light blue, cotton lace-up shirt. "I have to go get ready now."
Dallet peered at himself in the mirror. There was a big blue bruise on the left side of his face. He grimaced as he touched his delicate wound. He cared about his face as much as his commander did. It was the first thing a person saw when they looked at him. It was important to take care of it.
"Dallet!" His roommate pounded his fist on the wooden door, "How much longer are you going to be in the bathroom?"
He sighed as he took his gaze away from the mirror. "Alright, alright¡¦"
"What exactly do you do in there anyways? Geez¡¦"
Gatti was not exactly a morning person and sharing a bathroom with him didn't help. Dallet was used to it though. He had been his roommate for 2 years and had been his best friend for his whole life. They had met when they were young; they shared the same homeland. Sometimes when they felt homesick, they would talk about the past. It didn't cheer them up that much, it made them even more homesick but they felt a bit better knowing that there was someone else who felt the same way.
At 6 o'clock, the two friends headed down to the breakfast hall for bland omelettes, wheat bread and cereal. They were usually the first ones to come but today, they were second.
"Who's that?" Dallet asked, eyes wide. Sitting at the dragonslayers' table was a girl that they had never seen before. The only women in the Vione worked in the kitchen and none of them looked like this. She took his breath away.
"Do you think she's the new slayer?" Gatti replied.
"She's beautiful¡¦"
"Act like more like man! You're blushing."
They made their way to the table and sat down beside her. That was when they saw her bruise.
"Hey, you guys look alike! The side of your faces are both blue."
Dallet shot him a look. That was definitely not the best thing to say. She quickly put her hand on her cheek in an effort to hide it.
"I guess you met Dilandau-sama." Dallet began.
She nodded slowly, unsure of what to do.
"He might seem like a mean person right now but he's not that bad once you know him better." He was trying his best to be as friendly as possible, "By the way, I'm Dallet and this guy with the big mouth is Gatti."
"I'm Reciel."
"We're going to be your guide for a while until you get accustomed to everything." Gatti said remembering his manners once again.
"Okay."
The rest of the morning was very awkward. Dallet was looking forward to sword training to get all his nervousness and anxiety out of his system.
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How did you like this chapter? Did I get Dilandau's character right?
I will follow the timeline for Escaflowne. I am going to make it so that everything in this story fits into the series without changing anything. So you can read it like it actually happened.
I would appreciate it if you tell me what you think, it gives me motivation and it also makes me happy. J Suggestions for the next chapter are nice too.
Stay tuned for the next chapter!
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:
This is a chapter that was written to explain the history and personalities of the characters. It doesn't have much action yet. Gomen nasai!
Please review this story after reading it. Arigatou, minna-san!
Italics are used for inner thoughts.
It had been over two hours since she was admitted into the medical centre. Since then, Folken hadn't budged at all from his seat outside her door. He realized that there was probably going to be a huge pile of paper on his desk when he gets back to his lab.
What was he doing here? He had just wasted precious time doing nothing. He was letting his emotions take control of him. Did he still have feelings for Renet? No, he reminded himself, we were both adolescents then. It didn't mean anything. He had only been fifteen when the mysterious girl from the Mystic Moon had appeared in his life unexpectedly. He had found her body in the forest, unfortunately a pack of bandits had found her first. If he hadn't taken her to the castle, she would have bled to death. Renet had stayed with him because she had no where else to go. No one except Folken knew her true origins. To the others it remained a mystery. Even Van wasn't allowed to know and she and Van were extremely close. As time passed on, Folken and Renet had gotten even closer. He had dreams of marrying her after he became king. He saw how childish those thoughts were now. It would never happen¡¦
The sound of the door opening made Folken's heart skipped a beat. The group of sorcerers left the room in an organized manner with their snooty noses high in the air. He stopped the passing leader with his arm.
"What was wrong with her?"
"It turns out that Dilandau had nothing to do with it. It was her own fault." He smirked.
The sorceror seemed to enjoy Folken's flustered expression. It was rare to see him like this. He loved the fact that he knew something Folken didn't.
"How was it her fault?"
"She overdosed on her medication. She took too many of the red pills. Dilandau just gave her a shock. It's nothing serious. She'll be okay in the morning. Don't disturb her now. Let her rest in the room for now." After saying that, the sorcerer left with the trail of other cloaked figures behind him.
Trying not to make a sound, Dilandau carefully opened the door to where Reciel was staying and crept in. He wanted to check up on how she was doing. He didn't want to admit it but he felt bad about putting her in the med centre.
(A/N: I'm not quite sure, is this out of character? I think Dilandau cares a lot about his dragonslayers so I don't think he'll feel good about putting one of them in hospital. I belive that he'll slap them for discipline but I don't think he would go as far as to beat them unconscious. That's just my opinion though. My view of Dilandau is different from most people).
He knew that the socerers wouldn't allow him to come in to the room but he never listened to them anyway. As long as they don't know, it would be fine.
The sun was not up completely yet, outside the window, the sky was a dark blue. This atmosphere gave the room a cold and empty feeling.
"Good morning. Dilandau-sama." Reciel saluted him mechanically. Somehow, it sounded very rehearsed. She stared at him with a serious expression.
Dilandau slouched on the armchair next to the bed and made an effort to get comfortable. He didn't even bother looking at her when he spoke to her. "I didn't get a chance to finish what I was saying earlier. There are a few things you have to know. You are expected to wake up at 5:30 am everyday. Breakfast is at 6:00 am. Training starts at 7 o' clock sharp. You will be punished if you are late. There is a break for 30 minutes at 10:00am. At 10:30, there is a mandatory study session. Lunch is at 1 and you are free to do anything until 2 o' clock. After that we begin guymelef training. All dragonslayers must report to the hangar at this time. Dinner is served at 5 and ends at 6. The rest is all free time but most people use this time to do work assigned from the study session. Everyone must be ready to go to sleep at 9. All the lights in the Vione will be off. The soldiers are allowed to chat quietly for that hour. After that, if I catch you talking, I'll make sure that you won't get any sleep for that whole night. To help you, I've paired you up with two of my dragonslayers, Gatti and Dallet. You'll meet them in the breakfast hall. I hope I made everything clear."
"Hai." She replied, still looking at him.
She didn't take her eyes off of him until he left the room.
She's so creepy, Dilandau thought as he closed the door behind him, it's almost scary.
Who is this girl? Why do I feel cold shivers down my spine whenever she looks at me? I shouldn't have even bothered to check on her¡¦
On the other side of the door, Reciel was thinking the exact opposite, He's handsome, and I think I like him. He'll be mine.
Folken saw Dilandau coming from the direction of Reciel's room. They both greeted each other politely with a nod and continued on their separate ways.
I guess Dilandau was worried about her, Folken noted, will wonders never cease?
He knocked and went inside, "Are you feeling better?"
She nodded.
"They told me that you took too many of those pills."
"I wasn't sure how many I was supposed to take." She responded. Her tone wasn't a friendly tone but it wasn't a hostile tone either. It was the tone that she always used, but it annoyed Folken now. He was being kind to her but she wasn't returning any of his kindness. Being a patient person, he let it pass, She'll warm up to me soon.
"I guess that was my fault, I forgot to tell you."
There was a brief silence in the room.
"Can I know what time it is?"
"It's 5:38."
She zipped up her jacket armor over her light blue, cotton lace-up shirt. "I have to go get ready now."
Dallet peered at himself in the mirror. There was a big blue bruise on the left side of his face. He grimaced as he touched his delicate wound. He cared about his face as much as his commander did. It was the first thing a person saw when they looked at him. It was important to take care of it.
"Dallet!" His roommate pounded his fist on the wooden door, "How much longer are you going to be in the bathroom?"
He sighed as he took his gaze away from the mirror. "Alright, alright¡¦"
"What exactly do you do in there anyways? Geez¡¦"
Gatti was not exactly a morning person and sharing a bathroom with him didn't help. Dallet was used to it though. He had been his roommate for 2 years and had been his best friend for his whole life. They had met when they were young; they shared the same homeland. Sometimes when they felt homesick, they would talk about the past. It didn't cheer them up that much, it made them even more homesick but they felt a bit better knowing that there was someone else who felt the same way.
At 6 o'clock, the two friends headed down to the breakfast hall for bland omelettes, wheat bread and cereal. They were usually the first ones to come but today, they were second.
"Who's that?" Dallet asked, eyes wide. Sitting at the dragonslayers' table was a girl that they had never seen before. The only women in the Vione worked in the kitchen and none of them looked like this. She took his breath away.
"Do you think she's the new slayer?" Gatti replied.
"She's beautiful¡¦"
"Act like more like man! You're blushing."
They made their way to the table and sat down beside her. That was when they saw her bruise.
"Hey, you guys look alike! The side of your faces are both blue."
Dallet shot him a look. That was definitely not the best thing to say. She quickly put her hand on her cheek in an effort to hide it.
"I guess you met Dilandau-sama." Dallet began.
She nodded slowly, unsure of what to do.
"He might seem like a mean person right now but he's not that bad once you know him better." He was trying his best to be as friendly as possible, "By the way, I'm Dallet and this guy with the big mouth is Gatti."
"I'm Reciel."
"We're going to be your guide for a while until you get accustomed to everything." Gatti said remembering his manners once again.
"Okay."
The rest of the morning was very awkward. Dallet was looking forward to sword training to get all his nervousness and anxiety out of his system.
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How did you like this chapter? Did I get Dilandau's character right?
I will follow the timeline for Escaflowne. I am going to make it so that everything in this story fits into the series without changing anything. So you can read it like it actually happened.
I would appreciate it if you tell me what you think, it gives me motivation and it also makes me happy. J Suggestions for the next chapter are nice too.
Stay tuned for the next chapter!