'Lo-Lord D-Dilandau-sama, Slayer Mystic!' Shesta stuttered he was horrified
at the idea of what Dilandau might do to him.
'What is it Shesta?!' Dilandau asked angrily. Mystic tried to cover her body, and her embarrassment from the situation.
'L-Lord Folken wanted t-to talk with y-you.' Shesta stuttered. Dilandau stood up angrily and slapped him. Shesta stood up after being thrown to the floor, he quickly left.
Mystic was trying to cover herself with the sheets as best she could. Dilandau turned to her and smiled wickedly.
'I'll be back soon.' He whispered in her ear as he grazed her neck with his lips. Mystic shivered under his touch. His touch was cold, and unloving.
Dilandau pulled his uniform back on and left her alone. After a few minutes, Mystic stood and dressed herself again, leaving Dilandau's room against his orders. Mystic knew that she would be punished by Dilandau, but he probably wouldn't because of Folken.
She walked down the hall, as she did so, she passed many soldiers, but now, it didn't matter. They were just faces, shadows, nothing more. Then she realized that was all she ever had been to Zaibach, just another face, another creature to do the dirty work for the Emperor, another slave for Dornkirk and his mad scientists.
She sighed heavily, turning into the training hall where the other Slayers were already gathered (including Shesta!). Mystic looked up as she walked in, the Slayers stopped practicing. She knew Shesta had probably told them already, and if he didn't, soon would. He had such a big mouth.
'Hey, what's wrong Mystic?' Viole asked her. They all gathered around her. Mystic's tried method of hiding her feelings weren't working with the other Dragon Slayers.
'Yea, you don't look so good.' Gatti pointed out. Shesta blushed from behind him. Mystic sighed tiredly. She was tired of always hiding her feelings, tired of always hiding everything from everyone.
'Was it about Dilandau-sama?' Guimel asked her, a sly smile crossing his face. Guimel was always jealous of Mystic because Dilandau seemed to pay more attention to her than to any other Dragon Slayers. Mystic looked up at Guimel, surprised.
'How would you know anything?' Mystic replied defensively.
'Well....' Dallet started, not knowing what to say.
'Ever since a few months ago,' Migel paused, 'Dilandau-sama has been acting strangely around you. Different then he usually would.....' He trailed off.
'Huh? How so?' Mystic asked, trying to act like it was totally over her head.
Shesta stepped forward. 'We thought he was looking at you differently, speaking to you differently, and treating you differently.' Shesta blushed again, he *knew* that he was right.
'Oh, I see.' Mystic thought about that. Shesta blushed deeply. Mystic rubbed her head, thinking right then made it hurt because of being thrown against the wall.
She growled. 'What is it?' Migel asked.
'Dammit, he threw me against the wall in the hallway!' Mystic complained angrily, rubbing the back of her head.
'Jeez, he's gettin rough with you, isn't he?' Gatti teased, smiling elbowing Mystic in the side lightly.
'Too rough for comfort.' Mystic replied coldly. She glanced at Shesta.
'Did you want it?' Shesta asked softly. The Slayers all looked at him questioningly. Shesta was a very shy Slayer, even if he didn't seem like it at times.
'What do you mean by "Did you want it?"?' Guimel asked, looking between Mystic and Shesta.
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AN: Hehehehehehehehehe, I've been done with A New Breed Of Soldier for a long time.
I just haven't posted it, that's all.
'What is it Shesta?!' Dilandau asked angrily. Mystic tried to cover her body, and her embarrassment from the situation.
'L-Lord Folken wanted t-to talk with y-you.' Shesta stuttered. Dilandau stood up angrily and slapped him. Shesta stood up after being thrown to the floor, he quickly left.
Mystic was trying to cover herself with the sheets as best she could. Dilandau turned to her and smiled wickedly.
'I'll be back soon.' He whispered in her ear as he grazed her neck with his lips. Mystic shivered under his touch. His touch was cold, and unloving.
Dilandau pulled his uniform back on and left her alone. After a few minutes, Mystic stood and dressed herself again, leaving Dilandau's room against his orders. Mystic knew that she would be punished by Dilandau, but he probably wouldn't because of Folken.
She walked down the hall, as she did so, she passed many soldiers, but now, it didn't matter. They were just faces, shadows, nothing more. Then she realized that was all she ever had been to Zaibach, just another face, another creature to do the dirty work for the Emperor, another slave for Dornkirk and his mad scientists.
She sighed heavily, turning into the training hall where the other Slayers were already gathered (including Shesta!). Mystic looked up as she walked in, the Slayers stopped practicing. She knew Shesta had probably told them already, and if he didn't, soon would. He had such a big mouth.
'Hey, what's wrong Mystic?' Viole asked her. They all gathered around her. Mystic's tried method of hiding her feelings weren't working with the other Dragon Slayers.
'Yea, you don't look so good.' Gatti pointed out. Shesta blushed from behind him. Mystic sighed tiredly. She was tired of always hiding her feelings, tired of always hiding everything from everyone.
'Was it about Dilandau-sama?' Guimel asked her, a sly smile crossing his face. Guimel was always jealous of Mystic because Dilandau seemed to pay more attention to her than to any other Dragon Slayers. Mystic looked up at Guimel, surprised.
'How would you know anything?' Mystic replied defensively.
'Well....' Dallet started, not knowing what to say.
'Ever since a few months ago,' Migel paused, 'Dilandau-sama has been acting strangely around you. Different then he usually would.....' He trailed off.
'Huh? How so?' Mystic asked, trying to act like it was totally over her head.
Shesta stepped forward. 'We thought he was looking at you differently, speaking to you differently, and treating you differently.' Shesta blushed again, he *knew* that he was right.
'Oh, I see.' Mystic thought about that. Shesta blushed deeply. Mystic rubbed her head, thinking right then made it hurt because of being thrown against the wall.
She growled. 'What is it?' Migel asked.
'Dammit, he threw me against the wall in the hallway!' Mystic complained angrily, rubbing the back of her head.
'Jeez, he's gettin rough with you, isn't he?' Gatti teased, smiling elbowing Mystic in the side lightly.
'Too rough for comfort.' Mystic replied coldly. She glanced at Shesta.
'Did you want it?' Shesta asked softly. The Slayers all looked at him questioningly. Shesta was a very shy Slayer, even if he didn't seem like it at times.
'What do you mean by "Did you want it?"?' Guimel asked, looking between Mystic and Shesta.
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AN: Hehehehehehehehehe, I've been done with A New Breed Of Soldier for a long time.
I just haven't posted it, that's all.