For some reason that I knew not of at the time, the word "Van" caused my spine to tingle, and heart to go into over drive. I thought about mentioning it to Miguel, but thought better of it. At that time, being called a wimp would've been the worst of my problems.
"Alright, is everyone here?" Lani asked, glancing over the faces of the Dragon Slayers and I. "I believe so." Shesta piped in, which immediately caused all of the other Dragon Slayers (beside Gatti) to give him a cruel look. "Everyone is accounted for." Folken said, "Now, follow me. The Slayers will travel to Asturia with Lani, and the council members with me. Hurry now, and stick to your leader. You don't want to lose them." Folken seemed to comment the whole "stick to your leader" comment just to the Dragon Slayers and I, which pissed me off.
"Acts like we're damned newborns." I said to Miguel, as we were getting into our cheap, battered Guymelefs. "Untop of that, we have to ride in these pieces of shit, while Folken gets the best of the best." "Dude, Dilandau. You are a newborn, remember? You've only been alive for like, a month. With the whole guymelef thing..yeah, you're right. It's fucking crazy that we have to ride in these pieces of crap."
The thought of Miguel calling me a newborn really pissed me off. "Fuck you, you damned bastard. I may be younger, but I could easily kick your pussy ass." Miguel let off a cool laugh. "You're fuckin' strange, Dilandau. That's what I like about you. You're hilarious."
"Is everyone secure in their guymelefs?" Lani asked, using the communicator inside of her brand new, custom guymelef. "Yeah". Each slayer chorused, one after another. "Great." Lani said; I could tell she was smiling, by the tone in her voice. "Follow me, everyone. Asturia is not so far away."
About twenty minutes into the trip, Dallet clearly became impatient. "Lani? Why can't we just take the floating fortress? That'd be so much easier. None of us are that good at piloting yet, and this is gonna take forever." "Shut the hell up, Dallet." Gatti snapped, "Quit your complaining." "Gatti, fuck off, you homosexual little loner." One of the other slayers said; I really couldn't tell which one, though. "He's not queer, you bastard. He dated Naria before." Shesta said, obviously pissed.
"Boys!" Lani shouted. The smile must have been off of her face by now. "Stop arguing! It'll get you no where. Anyway, Dallet, the reason we can't take the flying fortress is because this is a secret mission requested by Emperor Dornkirk. If we go around in that thing, Fanelia will know that something is up. Now, all of you just shut up for the rest of the journey. I don't feel like listening to any of you."
"Alright, is everyone here?" Lani asked, glancing over the faces of the Dragon Slayers and I. "I believe so." Shesta piped in, which immediately caused all of the other Dragon Slayers (beside Gatti) to give him a cruel look. "Everyone is accounted for." Folken said, "Now, follow me. The Slayers will travel to Asturia with Lani, and the council members with me. Hurry now, and stick to your leader. You don't want to lose them." Folken seemed to comment the whole "stick to your leader" comment just to the Dragon Slayers and I, which pissed me off.
"Acts like we're damned newborns." I said to Miguel, as we were getting into our cheap, battered Guymelefs. "Untop of that, we have to ride in these pieces of shit, while Folken gets the best of the best." "Dude, Dilandau. You are a newborn, remember? You've only been alive for like, a month. With the whole guymelef thing..yeah, you're right. It's fucking crazy that we have to ride in these pieces of crap."
The thought of Miguel calling me a newborn really pissed me off. "Fuck you, you damned bastard. I may be younger, but I could easily kick your pussy ass." Miguel let off a cool laugh. "You're fuckin' strange, Dilandau. That's what I like about you. You're hilarious."
"Is everyone secure in their guymelefs?" Lani asked, using the communicator inside of her brand new, custom guymelef. "Yeah". Each slayer chorused, one after another. "Great." Lani said; I could tell she was smiling, by the tone in her voice. "Follow me, everyone. Asturia is not so far away."
About twenty minutes into the trip, Dallet clearly became impatient. "Lani? Why can't we just take the floating fortress? That'd be so much easier. None of us are that good at piloting yet, and this is gonna take forever." "Shut the hell up, Dallet." Gatti snapped, "Quit your complaining." "Gatti, fuck off, you homosexual little loner." One of the other slayers said; I really couldn't tell which one, though. "He's not queer, you bastard. He dated Naria before." Shesta said, obviously pissed.
"Boys!" Lani shouted. The smile must have been off of her face by now. "Stop arguing! It'll get you no where. Anyway, Dallet, the reason we can't take the flying fortress is because this is a secret mission requested by Emperor Dornkirk. If we go around in that thing, Fanelia will know that something is up. Now, all of you just shut up for the rest of the journey. I don't feel like listening to any of you."
