New Defenders
Stahn and Rutee went with the men to the Captain's office. They knew they were in deep trouble. Without the proper training, they weren't supposed to be in the Dragons. The fact that they had managed to save the ship had meant nothing.
"Sit," growled the guard, "I will go and get the captain. I better find you two here when I get back. Then he left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Why me, why do these things always happen to me?" moaned Stahn.
Rutee said, "Because you're such a nice guy. You just can't leave well enough alone, eh Aileron? Remember that you're the one who wanted to fly the dragon and fight the invaders. Then you made me go along."
Stahn rolled his eyes at her. 'You wanted to go too. You could have just stayed behind and saved yourself the trouble.'
"I heard that Stahn," Rutee commented, "Remember, I do have the power to read minds. So don't go thinking bad things about me."
'Why can't she just leave me alone? It's not like I'm hurting anyone. She should just keep her big nose out of my business,' thought Stahn.
Rutee yelled, "And I heard that too."
Stahn smacked his forehead. 'Darn, I forgot.'
Just then, the captain entered the room. He was a grizzled old man in a formal gray uniform jacket. His hair and beard were snowy white, while his ears and tail were dark green by contrast. Under his arms, he carried some clothing.
'I wonder what type of punishment he has planned with that,' mused Stahn. To his surprise, the captain threw him a red-orange bodysuit. He also gave a sky blue one to Rutee.
"Congratulations," the captain exclaimed, "You two will be the first Neko Knights on this ship. Our future depends on you."
Stahn asked, "You mean we're not in trouble? We broke regulations, we flew in the dragons without permission, and."
Just then, Rutee silenced him with a hand over his mouth. "Don't push our good luck. Do you actually want to be punished? I sure don't."
"You two are quite the characters," said the captain, "I have been waiting for someone with the natural talents of a pilot to come along for quite some time now. But I was afraid to have trials, as I didn't want to face the truth. Unless we can find someone with the credentials necessary to train our knights, you two will be the only means of defense we have against these invaders."
"Well, I thank you for having confidence in us sir," Rutee stated.
The captain told them, "Well, go try your uniforms on. And don't forget to take the belt, boots, gloves, and all of the safety rings too."
* * *
In the other room, Stahn put the jumpsuit on over his clothing. Then, he took the silver belt and wrapped it around his waist. Silver gloves went on his hands, while silver boots went on his legs. There were special rings that were attached to the places where the arms and legs joined the torso. Another ring went around his silver tipped tail. Finally, he attached what appeared to be a block eight around his neck, so the design showed on the front and back of his chest. These added rings assured that air wouldn't leak out in the event he had to abandon his dragon in mid space.
After leaving the dressing room, Stahn ran into Rutee - - who had just finished changing into her uniform as well. Her suit was exactly the same except for the color. Even the rings and extra gear looked identical to his. When he saw her, Stahn's face turned a deep crimson hue. "Y. . .you l. . .look very pretty in that Rutee."
"You're such a dork sometimes," Rutee commented, "There's no need to get all mushy over something like this."
Just then the captain entered. After looking the duo over for a moment, he smiled. "Good, now we just have to paint your dragons. And give them names," he said.
Rutee inquired, "What is the point of naming them? All they are is ships."
The captain looked her square in the eye. "I really don't know the reason why our ancestors did such a thing, but it's tradition. So what will you name them? Our crews need to paint them on the ships once they are through."
"How about Dymlos?" wondered Stahn, "That was the name of my father's ship before he died in battle when I was a boy."
"Atwight, the same name as my mother's old ship," Rutee replied.
The captain told them, "We will then get started on the painting right away. I hope to have these ready in case of another attack."
Just then, a man came running into the room. "Captain, we found a man lost in deep space. He's in the infirmary at the moment. Your presence is needed."
"You two will come with me," the captain ordered, "The rest of you, begin painting the two dragons for our young pilots."
* * *
In the infirmary, they saw a middle aged Neko in the torn up uniform of a Knight Supreme - - a general who worked with tactics and battle plans - - laying on a bed. He had white hair with a hint of gray in it, and no beard. His ears and tail were a dark brown color.
Upon seeing him, the captain nearly collapsed from shock. "Captain, what is wrong? Who is this man?" asked Rutee.
He replied, "He is General Dryden, leader of the Neko Knights from ten years ago. He's the one who led the battle that distracted the Harpies while we escaped."
- - - -
Well, the revelations begin. I thought of doing the telepathic thing since it could make for some good comedy, and build a slight plot line off of it.
Stahn and Rutee went with the men to the Captain's office. They knew they were in deep trouble. Without the proper training, they weren't supposed to be in the Dragons. The fact that they had managed to save the ship had meant nothing.
"Sit," growled the guard, "I will go and get the captain. I better find you two here when I get back. Then he left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Why me, why do these things always happen to me?" moaned Stahn.
Rutee said, "Because you're such a nice guy. You just can't leave well enough alone, eh Aileron? Remember that you're the one who wanted to fly the dragon and fight the invaders. Then you made me go along."
Stahn rolled his eyes at her. 'You wanted to go too. You could have just stayed behind and saved yourself the trouble.'
"I heard that Stahn," Rutee commented, "Remember, I do have the power to read minds. So don't go thinking bad things about me."
'Why can't she just leave me alone? It's not like I'm hurting anyone. She should just keep her big nose out of my business,' thought Stahn.
Rutee yelled, "And I heard that too."
Stahn smacked his forehead. 'Darn, I forgot.'
Just then, the captain entered the room. He was a grizzled old man in a formal gray uniform jacket. His hair and beard were snowy white, while his ears and tail were dark green by contrast. Under his arms, he carried some clothing.
'I wonder what type of punishment he has planned with that,' mused Stahn. To his surprise, the captain threw him a red-orange bodysuit. He also gave a sky blue one to Rutee.
"Congratulations," the captain exclaimed, "You two will be the first Neko Knights on this ship. Our future depends on you."
Stahn asked, "You mean we're not in trouble? We broke regulations, we flew in the dragons without permission, and."
Just then, Rutee silenced him with a hand over his mouth. "Don't push our good luck. Do you actually want to be punished? I sure don't."
"You two are quite the characters," said the captain, "I have been waiting for someone with the natural talents of a pilot to come along for quite some time now. But I was afraid to have trials, as I didn't want to face the truth. Unless we can find someone with the credentials necessary to train our knights, you two will be the only means of defense we have against these invaders."
"Well, I thank you for having confidence in us sir," Rutee stated.
The captain told them, "Well, go try your uniforms on. And don't forget to take the belt, boots, gloves, and all of the safety rings too."
* * *
In the other room, Stahn put the jumpsuit on over his clothing. Then, he took the silver belt and wrapped it around his waist. Silver gloves went on his hands, while silver boots went on his legs. There were special rings that were attached to the places where the arms and legs joined the torso. Another ring went around his silver tipped tail. Finally, he attached what appeared to be a block eight around his neck, so the design showed on the front and back of his chest. These added rings assured that air wouldn't leak out in the event he had to abandon his dragon in mid space.
After leaving the dressing room, Stahn ran into Rutee - - who had just finished changing into her uniform as well. Her suit was exactly the same except for the color. Even the rings and extra gear looked identical to his. When he saw her, Stahn's face turned a deep crimson hue. "Y. . .you l. . .look very pretty in that Rutee."
"You're such a dork sometimes," Rutee commented, "There's no need to get all mushy over something like this."
Just then the captain entered. After looking the duo over for a moment, he smiled. "Good, now we just have to paint your dragons. And give them names," he said.
Rutee inquired, "What is the point of naming them? All they are is ships."
The captain looked her square in the eye. "I really don't know the reason why our ancestors did such a thing, but it's tradition. So what will you name them? Our crews need to paint them on the ships once they are through."
"How about Dymlos?" wondered Stahn, "That was the name of my father's ship before he died in battle when I was a boy."
"Atwight, the same name as my mother's old ship," Rutee replied.
The captain told them, "We will then get started on the painting right away. I hope to have these ready in case of another attack."
Just then, a man came running into the room. "Captain, we found a man lost in deep space. He's in the infirmary at the moment. Your presence is needed."
"You two will come with me," the captain ordered, "The rest of you, begin painting the two dragons for our young pilots."
* * *
In the infirmary, they saw a middle aged Neko in the torn up uniform of a Knight Supreme - - a general who worked with tactics and battle plans - - laying on a bed. He had white hair with a hint of gray in it, and no beard. His ears and tail were a dark brown color.
Upon seeing him, the captain nearly collapsed from shock. "Captain, what is wrong? Who is this man?" asked Rutee.
He replied, "He is General Dryden, leader of the Neko Knights from ten years ago. He's the one who led the battle that distracted the Harpies while we escaped."
- - - -
Well, the revelations begin. I thought of doing the telepathic thing since it could make for some good comedy, and build a slight plot line off of it.