A/N: Hey people! It's been a long time. I'm sorry you know~ but it's just hard to see a point in finishing … in-fact I'll be surprised if I have any readers left. I'll do it though … for those few people who actually care and since we are so close to the end … although I have a certain friend (you know who you are) who even gave me suggestions on how to prolong it … it's really awful how I don't have time in the fic to explain how the couplings came to be … but, they did. (I'm sorry Amieva!!! My fics always end up with those dumb rushed endings!!!) I suggest that since it has been so long, that you all go back and browse over chapter 26 … you don't have to … but it would REALLY help. I'm sorry Philip … but, it never got around to your torturing in detail … you do get to kill in the big fight though. (BTW~ I found out "Basrahm" is supposed to be spelt "Basram" but I'm going to keep it the way I had it before until TGA is over) …
Disclaimer: ^_~ I don't think you'd believe me if I told you my pet dragon just torched the deed, would you?
Chapter 27: Tomorrow
Where we left off: Ry finally made his way back to his room, but he didn't sleep. He walked out on his balcony and looked at the stars. He sighed, and he heard someone below him sigh. He leaned over the edge and looked … it was Victoria. Heh … his balcony was right above hers.
Victoria sat on the railing of her balcony. It had happened again~ she was wrong about Guimel. This time Folken wasn't here to save her. He was off with Willow some where. Only the two of them knew.
"I was really lucky Ry was here … I feel so pathetic~ like I can't take care of myself" she thought.
Just then Ry jumped down and landed on her balcony next to her.
"Hey," he said.
She looked down, "There's something I should tell you" she said after a minute.
The two of them stared up at the Mystic Moon.
"That … wasn't the first time he'd done that. It happened once before. On my first day, he found the code to my room, but … Folken saved me."
Ry was shocked for a moment then asked "Why didn't you tell me?"
Victoria sighed, "I thought that he just acted without thinking and that it was all just a huge mistake. I thought, that if we started over again and just forgot about it he'd change, but I was wrong. If I had told you it would have caused a huge commotion and what we had gained back would be lost. I'm sorry …"
"It's alright," he said after a while "I just wish you'd be more honest with me from now on."
"I will, and by the way … Thank you. I never got to say that earlier."
"Mmmmmm …" Ry smiled.
Victoria told Ry about what happened with the sorcerers and her powers. The breeze played with their hair and an eerie blue bird flew by.
"It's a beautiful night." Victoria commented.
"Yah, but it's actually really cold and you must be exhausted after the sorcerers and Guimel. You should get some rest because you know Dilandau will have you right back to training … we will fight Basrahm the day after tomorrow."
"You're right … and Basrahm is a worthy opponent … but we've all worked very hard."
"Good night" he said and hesitantly leaned over, giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
Before she knew what was happening he was gone.
"Wha … ???" she brought her hand up to her cheek … did that just happen?!
Ry walked back to his room. He felt so happy that he could barely feel his feet on the ground! He got to show off all the skill he had learned, save the girl, get rid of the villain, and slipped in a quick kiss! He only wished it had been Dallet instead of Guimel … hehehe, then he could have chopped him to bits! Ry NEVER liked Dallet~ they still didn't get along.
***The Next Morning***
Every one met up in the Mess Hall like any other day. They all ate breakfast when Dilandau walked in.
"Slayers, and Destiny Army," he addressed "today's schedule will be slightly different from yesterday's. You all know that the day after tomorrow we will be fighting Basrahm … so, we will report to the Melef Hanger for extra training with the Alseides and then attend the burial of Slayer Guimel." … with that Dilandau left.
As soon as the metal doors shut behind him the Mess Hall was in an up-roar …
"WHAT?! Guimel is d-dead??"
" When and how did this happen?!"
"I saw him just yesterday!!!"
"HUH???"
They were all shocked but hurriedly reported to the Melef Hanger.
They spent about half the day with the guymelefs and then in uniform, in front of their Alseides, sword drawn stood in the cemetery of Zaibach, watching a simple but tasteful casket being lowered into the ground. They'd all miss there comrade. He never even made it to the final battle …
Soon they were all back on the Vione. They switched from the melefs to sparring.
Kit and Kiran practiced their archery. Chesta sparred with Miguel and Dallet with Victoria.
"Wow," Victoria panted "you've improved!!!"
Dallet smiled. "You're not bad yourself."
Soon the day was over and everyone washed and retired to their rooms. It had been a long day.
*** The next day ***
The day was like any other day … or at least it started off like one. Everyone got ready and came to the Mess Hall … when they arrived though, Dilandau was already there waiting for them.
"Soldiers, tomorrow we fight Basrahm! This is the real thing now … some of you will not come back~ to be honest many of you will die in this battle for Zaibach~ now Emperor Pablo would like to have a few words with you."
Dilandau stepped back and Pablo addressed them. "Everyone! I've been watching you for the last week and you have all improved by working hard. One thing that I disagree with Doinkork though is not to over-work you! Tomorrow you all go into battle. So, today you can go to the Bazaar and buy some casual clothing … you'll report back here in three hours and we will take a break to rest your nerves … a party if you wish to call it so. That is all. Report to the Melef Hanger after your meal and you'll be issued all of the money you'll need and transportation."
The emperor and pyro walked out and everyone cheered. They all took off their heavy armor and met in the hanger. There, a small ship, sort of like the Crusade, was waiting for them.
Soon they arrived at the bazaar. It was buzzing with action. People of all sorts were all over the place and the streets were filled with many stalls and shops to see.
The girls and guys split up. (Lucky Guys?) … Ciari and Shay were bouncing all over the place!
"Boing-dey doing, doing, doing, de day?"
"Beegy oing pe-doing lalalalala …"
"Are they … speaking English?" asked Kit incredulously.
Miguel, Dallet, Ry, Viole, Chesta, and Gatti went to the local men's tailor. The man gladly lead them to a rack full of fancy suits.
"Hey," Viole cut in "didn't Emperor Pablo say we had to dress casually?"
"Yah, he did …" said Gatti thoughtfully.
The old tailor smiled and pointed to a section at the end of the store.
"Feel free to pick anything over there and I will have them fitted." he said.
In about two hours Shay, Ciari, Kit, Madina, Victoria, Kenju, and Kiran went to meet Ry, Gatti, Dallet, Viole, Miguel, and Chesta in a place called "The Knight's Tavern" to compare and see what each other accomplished.
When the girls got there, however, the males were already seated at a long red-cherry oak table to the left of the room next to the fireplace. They had already ordered their drinks and been settled in for what appeared to be some time.
On each side of the table were several seats, which turned out to be quite convenient, except for one thing. The seven girls took one side and the six men took the other ... leaving one barren seat open which would have been occupied by Slayer Guimel.
A waitress came for the girl's orders.
"I'll have two and a half .31451678 furry banana squeegy shakes." ordered Ciari.
"And me will have ... double and a thrid what she had." smiled Shay.
Waitress: "Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." O_O;;;;;;;;
Madina snorted and laughed, beginning her order when Viole interrupted.
"Please excuse them," coughed Viole, folding his menu and putting it down "they have been out in the heat too long and do not feel well. They will all have what we ordered."
The waitress looked relieved and filled seven mugs and brought them to the table.
"MMMMMMMMMMM," sighed Kiran as she inhaled the aroma from the steamy beverage "what is this stuff? Smells delicious!"
Chesta laughed "Ry told me on the Mystic Moon you have an equivalent ... Hot chocolate or something like that ..."
"Anyway," said Victoria "this isn't going to be a ball or anything ... Kiran and I found this really elegant, long, black dress and almost bought it if it hadn't been for Kit, the sound of
reasoning. I imagine it should be really fun, and loose ... casual like a … like a fiesta or something! So I hope you guys didn't get Tuxes or anything ..."
"Actually," Gatti said "The tailor showed us some clothes that Ry said were like some 'Earthly clothes' he had seen on the Mystic Moon ... they're so weird compared to our uniforms that he had to talk us into them."
Everyone finished their drinks and talked amongst themselves until the clock struck 5:00. Chesta offered Kiran his arm, "May I escort you to the Levi-ship?" She blushed a faint crimson. "Certainly," she choked.
Surprisingly the most shy of them stood up and faintly asked the girl across from him his company as far as the Vione. "Would you … I mean … Do you think … no, er … How'd you like me to walk you to the air-ship, Shay?" asked Viole, fidgeting and watching his feet.
Shay covered her mouth and giggled. "Why not?" she smiled and started jumping up and down.
Gatti would not be out done! (OOC, iie?) He rolled his eyes and suppressed a smile as he asked Kenju if she would care to follow the salute of the other's behavior. She obliged.
Ry didn't even say anything. Victoria read his thoughts and they both left arm-in-arm out of the tavern.
Dallet glared at their retreating forms. Ciari quickly ran up to him and said that she needed to speak with him … so they both walked and talked together, Dallet's hands stuffed in his pockets all of the way.
Miguel sighed and stood up. "We'd better go." He said, the only other two were Kit and Madina. He looked Kit over and awkwardly stuck out his arm. Kit put her arm around his and they began talking. Madina stared at them for a while them quietly trudged behind their forms without being noticed.
"What is it that you needed to speak to me about?" asked Dallet while he gritted his teeth. Dallet was never so mad or depressed or any of these foreign emotions that were all attacking him at once until Victoria came.
Ciari sighed. "I'll just get straight to the point. You seem weird lately … in-fact, ever since Ry arrived. Their seems to be some tension. Do you care to tell me anything?"
Dallet began to say no but he looked down on the short girl. She held her head high and had a confident look about her.
"What is there to tell?" he asked evasively.
"Whatever you feel like saying." she replied shrewdly.
Dallet could not think of a response. Ciari only watched him stare bleakly at Victoria's silken lavender hair on her retreating form.
"I remember the first day I met her." he said out of the blue. "Chesta and I were sent on a mission given to us by Master Dilandau to spy on the king of Fanelia. And there she was … we first spotted her walking on a trail in the Fanelian woods. She wore strange clothing like we had never seen before … she was a suspicious character. Chesta and I decided to see what she was up to first. Her actions suggested she was simply a traveler. But why was she in the royal Fanelian woods all by herself? Chesta left to report our findings to Lord Dilandau and left me to keep watch. She made a fire, ate, and fell asleep. I waited until I knew she was deep in slumber. From our hiding spot we couldn't make her out. So, I decided to get a closer look. I was so careful! I paced slowly closer and closer until I was hovering above her still form. But suddenly her eyes snapped open, she pulled a dagger on me and tied me to a tree. I saw her fierce golden eyes … I swear they saw deep into my soul, I … I not know how, but she ran her hand through my hair and though I did not know her she knew me. She asked me if I was Dallet! Let's just say it was a long and confusing night … she knew Chesta too, and the rest of us. That is how we came upon her and ever since, I've never been the same."
Ciari took in all of the information given to her. "I'm glad you told me" she said.
Before the group of companions knew it they had arrived at the hanger on the Vione and it was only two hours until what they dubbed as their 'fiesta' (minus salsa, etc. ~ lol) and the males and females all showered and began preparing. The girls chattered like hyenas over how they would wear their hair and gowns and what was to be said. What dances, what partners? Victoria grunted in the corner while Madina pulled up her hair and tried putting it in various designs.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Victoria sighed. "We are soldiers, Madina. Look at us!!! Here we are fussing about dresses and boys. This is not what we were brought here for! Do you realize … some of us will not be returning? Do you realize that this could be it? That's why he is throwing us this party …"
Madina Struggled a smile. "But we've all prepared so much … in-fact, Miguel and I have put in extra hours every day practicing some of those moves we're going to use on that Basrahm scum! … We'll make it through Vic …"
By this time everyone had grown silent and stared at the floor.
"I … wonder how everyone is back home …" said Kenju.
"I remember my mother …" Kit said "I wonder how she is …"
(With the men) :
Each sat in various places around one of the sleeping chambers. Viole, Miguel, and Chesta sat on different cots around the room, and Ry sat a-top one of the tall cedar chest of draws. Gatti crouched whittling some sort of creature from wood at the foot of a stand while Dallet sat idly at a large desk with mirror.
Chesta looked to Miguel, whom he greatly admired. "Hey Miguel, are you asking one of the girls in particular to dance with you tonight?"
"Yes, with Kit, what of it?"
"I … I don't know how to dance … though I would greatly like to with Kiran."
Viole grinned. "Yes, Kiran is very beautiful … but, I don't know … there's just something about Shay … she's so enthusiastic."
Ry laughed. "Gatts, you haven't said a word … come now, you can tell us"
Gatti grunted roughly. Dallet turned around and put a keen eye on him. "I should think it obvious that he has had his eye on Kenju ..." Dallet said.
Chesta broke up the tense moment, since he knew that the question would end up which of the two, Dallet or Ry, would try to win Victoria over, he changed the subject.
"As I was saying … I don't know how to dance … do any of you?"
There was no sound until Viole spoke up. "Aye, I do … and though he hasn't said a word I know Ryland, over there can play an instrument of some sort … I bet he knows how ter' dance too …"
Ry looked up and grinned. "Yah, I do … though you kind of have to wonder what the Emperor is doing for music arrangements … I figured I'd play most of the night …"
Viole stood up. "And how well do you know how to dance, Captain Ry?"
Ry wasn't one to brag. "Oh you know … so, so. Better then you guys though."
That made them smile. In-fact … it ended up that Ry and Viole were cornered and made to show Chesta, Miguel, and Dallet how to dance (with some help.) Ry opened the door and saw down on the far end of the hallway that Kiran was looking out a window. He told her about the male's predicament and she also helped them. Gatti apparently was apparently all set ... he wouldn't even stick around to watch ...
With only one hour to go, the entire Vione was buzzing with activity … not a mind dwelt on the fight against Basrahm save for General Dilandau Albatou, who sat alone over maps and his wine.
2nd A/N: That's all for now … I'll try to have chapter 28 out soon enough. Hope you liked it … sorry for the delay. Bye! ~CrimsonFire
Disclaimer: ^_~ I don't think you'd believe me if I told you my pet dragon just torched the deed, would you?
Chapter 27: Tomorrow
Where we left off: Ry finally made his way back to his room, but he didn't sleep. He walked out on his balcony and looked at the stars. He sighed, and he heard someone below him sigh. He leaned over the edge and looked … it was Victoria. Heh … his balcony was right above hers.
Victoria sat on the railing of her balcony. It had happened again~ she was wrong about Guimel. This time Folken wasn't here to save her. He was off with Willow some where. Only the two of them knew.
"I was really lucky Ry was here … I feel so pathetic~ like I can't take care of myself" she thought.
Just then Ry jumped down and landed on her balcony next to her.
"Hey," he said.
She looked down, "There's something I should tell you" she said after a minute.
The two of them stared up at the Mystic Moon.
"That … wasn't the first time he'd done that. It happened once before. On my first day, he found the code to my room, but … Folken saved me."
Ry was shocked for a moment then asked "Why didn't you tell me?"
Victoria sighed, "I thought that he just acted without thinking and that it was all just a huge mistake. I thought, that if we started over again and just forgot about it he'd change, but I was wrong. If I had told you it would have caused a huge commotion and what we had gained back would be lost. I'm sorry …"
"It's alright," he said after a while "I just wish you'd be more honest with me from now on."
"I will, and by the way … Thank you. I never got to say that earlier."
"Mmmmmm …" Ry smiled.
Victoria told Ry about what happened with the sorcerers and her powers. The breeze played with their hair and an eerie blue bird flew by.
"It's a beautiful night." Victoria commented.
"Yah, but it's actually really cold and you must be exhausted after the sorcerers and Guimel. You should get some rest because you know Dilandau will have you right back to training … we will fight Basrahm the day after tomorrow."
"You're right … and Basrahm is a worthy opponent … but we've all worked very hard."
"Good night" he said and hesitantly leaned over, giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
Before she knew what was happening he was gone.
"Wha … ???" she brought her hand up to her cheek … did that just happen?!
Ry walked back to his room. He felt so happy that he could barely feel his feet on the ground! He got to show off all the skill he had learned, save the girl, get rid of the villain, and slipped in a quick kiss! He only wished it had been Dallet instead of Guimel … hehehe, then he could have chopped him to bits! Ry NEVER liked Dallet~ they still didn't get along.
***The Next Morning***
Every one met up in the Mess Hall like any other day. They all ate breakfast when Dilandau walked in.
"Slayers, and Destiny Army," he addressed "today's schedule will be slightly different from yesterday's. You all know that the day after tomorrow we will be fighting Basrahm … so, we will report to the Melef Hanger for extra training with the Alseides and then attend the burial of Slayer Guimel." … with that Dilandau left.
As soon as the metal doors shut behind him the Mess Hall was in an up-roar …
"WHAT?! Guimel is d-dead??"
" When and how did this happen?!"
"I saw him just yesterday!!!"
"HUH???"
They were all shocked but hurriedly reported to the Melef Hanger.
They spent about half the day with the guymelefs and then in uniform, in front of their Alseides, sword drawn stood in the cemetery of Zaibach, watching a simple but tasteful casket being lowered into the ground. They'd all miss there comrade. He never even made it to the final battle …
Soon they were all back on the Vione. They switched from the melefs to sparring.
Kit and Kiran practiced their archery. Chesta sparred with Miguel and Dallet with Victoria.
"Wow," Victoria panted "you've improved!!!"
Dallet smiled. "You're not bad yourself."
Soon the day was over and everyone washed and retired to their rooms. It had been a long day.
*** The next day ***
The day was like any other day … or at least it started off like one. Everyone got ready and came to the Mess Hall … when they arrived though, Dilandau was already there waiting for them.
"Soldiers, tomorrow we fight Basrahm! This is the real thing now … some of you will not come back~ to be honest many of you will die in this battle for Zaibach~ now Emperor Pablo would like to have a few words with you."
Dilandau stepped back and Pablo addressed them. "Everyone! I've been watching you for the last week and you have all improved by working hard. One thing that I disagree with Doinkork though is not to over-work you! Tomorrow you all go into battle. So, today you can go to the Bazaar and buy some casual clothing … you'll report back here in three hours and we will take a break to rest your nerves … a party if you wish to call it so. That is all. Report to the Melef Hanger after your meal and you'll be issued all of the money you'll need and transportation."
The emperor and pyro walked out and everyone cheered. They all took off their heavy armor and met in the hanger. There, a small ship, sort of like the Crusade, was waiting for them.
Soon they arrived at the bazaar. It was buzzing with action. People of all sorts were all over the place and the streets were filled with many stalls and shops to see.
The girls and guys split up. (Lucky Guys?) … Ciari and Shay were bouncing all over the place!
"Boing-dey doing, doing, doing, de day?"
"Beegy oing pe-doing lalalalala …"
"Are they … speaking English?" asked Kit incredulously.
Miguel, Dallet, Ry, Viole, Chesta, and Gatti went to the local men's tailor. The man gladly lead them to a rack full of fancy suits.
"Hey," Viole cut in "didn't Emperor Pablo say we had to dress casually?"
"Yah, he did …" said Gatti thoughtfully.
The old tailor smiled and pointed to a section at the end of the store.
"Feel free to pick anything over there and I will have them fitted." he said.
In about two hours Shay, Ciari, Kit, Madina, Victoria, Kenju, and Kiran went to meet Ry, Gatti, Dallet, Viole, Miguel, and Chesta in a place called "The Knight's Tavern" to compare and see what each other accomplished.
When the girls got there, however, the males were already seated at a long red-cherry oak table to the left of the room next to the fireplace. They had already ordered their drinks and been settled in for what appeared to be some time.
On each side of the table were several seats, which turned out to be quite convenient, except for one thing. The seven girls took one side and the six men took the other ... leaving one barren seat open which would have been occupied by Slayer Guimel.
A waitress came for the girl's orders.
"I'll have two and a half .31451678 furry banana squeegy shakes." ordered Ciari.
"And me will have ... double and a thrid what she had." smiled Shay.
Waitress: "Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." O_O;;;;;;;;
Madina snorted and laughed, beginning her order when Viole interrupted.
"Please excuse them," coughed Viole, folding his menu and putting it down "they have been out in the heat too long and do not feel well. They will all have what we ordered."
The waitress looked relieved and filled seven mugs and brought them to the table.
"MMMMMMMMMMM," sighed Kiran as she inhaled the aroma from the steamy beverage "what is this stuff? Smells delicious!"
Chesta laughed "Ry told me on the Mystic Moon you have an equivalent ... Hot chocolate or something like that ..."
"Anyway," said Victoria "this isn't going to be a ball or anything ... Kiran and I found this really elegant, long, black dress and almost bought it if it hadn't been for Kit, the sound of
reasoning. I imagine it should be really fun, and loose ... casual like a … like a fiesta or something! So I hope you guys didn't get Tuxes or anything ..."
"Actually," Gatti said "The tailor showed us some clothes that Ry said were like some 'Earthly clothes' he had seen on the Mystic Moon ... they're so weird compared to our uniforms that he had to talk us into them."
Everyone finished their drinks and talked amongst themselves until the clock struck 5:00. Chesta offered Kiran his arm, "May I escort you to the Levi-ship?" She blushed a faint crimson. "Certainly," she choked.
Surprisingly the most shy of them stood up and faintly asked the girl across from him his company as far as the Vione. "Would you … I mean … Do you think … no, er … How'd you like me to walk you to the air-ship, Shay?" asked Viole, fidgeting and watching his feet.
Shay covered her mouth and giggled. "Why not?" she smiled and started jumping up and down.
Gatti would not be out done! (OOC, iie?) He rolled his eyes and suppressed a smile as he asked Kenju if she would care to follow the salute of the other's behavior. She obliged.
Ry didn't even say anything. Victoria read his thoughts and they both left arm-in-arm out of the tavern.
Dallet glared at their retreating forms. Ciari quickly ran up to him and said that she needed to speak with him … so they both walked and talked together, Dallet's hands stuffed in his pockets all of the way.
Miguel sighed and stood up. "We'd better go." He said, the only other two were Kit and Madina. He looked Kit over and awkwardly stuck out his arm. Kit put her arm around his and they began talking. Madina stared at them for a while them quietly trudged behind their forms without being noticed.
"What is it that you needed to speak to me about?" asked Dallet while he gritted his teeth. Dallet was never so mad or depressed or any of these foreign emotions that were all attacking him at once until Victoria came.
Ciari sighed. "I'll just get straight to the point. You seem weird lately … in-fact, ever since Ry arrived. Their seems to be some tension. Do you care to tell me anything?"
Dallet began to say no but he looked down on the short girl. She held her head high and had a confident look about her.
"What is there to tell?" he asked evasively.
"Whatever you feel like saying." she replied shrewdly.
Dallet could not think of a response. Ciari only watched him stare bleakly at Victoria's silken lavender hair on her retreating form.
"I remember the first day I met her." he said out of the blue. "Chesta and I were sent on a mission given to us by Master Dilandau to spy on the king of Fanelia. And there she was … we first spotted her walking on a trail in the Fanelian woods. She wore strange clothing like we had never seen before … she was a suspicious character. Chesta and I decided to see what she was up to first. Her actions suggested she was simply a traveler. But why was she in the royal Fanelian woods all by herself? Chesta left to report our findings to Lord Dilandau and left me to keep watch. She made a fire, ate, and fell asleep. I waited until I knew she was deep in slumber. From our hiding spot we couldn't make her out. So, I decided to get a closer look. I was so careful! I paced slowly closer and closer until I was hovering above her still form. But suddenly her eyes snapped open, she pulled a dagger on me and tied me to a tree. I saw her fierce golden eyes … I swear they saw deep into my soul, I … I not know how, but she ran her hand through my hair and though I did not know her she knew me. She asked me if I was Dallet! Let's just say it was a long and confusing night … she knew Chesta too, and the rest of us. That is how we came upon her and ever since, I've never been the same."
Ciari took in all of the information given to her. "I'm glad you told me" she said.
Before the group of companions knew it they had arrived at the hanger on the Vione and it was only two hours until what they dubbed as their 'fiesta' (minus salsa, etc. ~ lol) and the males and females all showered and began preparing. The girls chattered like hyenas over how they would wear their hair and gowns and what was to be said. What dances, what partners? Victoria grunted in the corner while Madina pulled up her hair and tried putting it in various designs.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Victoria sighed. "We are soldiers, Madina. Look at us!!! Here we are fussing about dresses and boys. This is not what we were brought here for! Do you realize … some of us will not be returning? Do you realize that this could be it? That's why he is throwing us this party …"
Madina Struggled a smile. "But we've all prepared so much … in-fact, Miguel and I have put in extra hours every day practicing some of those moves we're going to use on that Basrahm scum! … We'll make it through Vic …"
By this time everyone had grown silent and stared at the floor.
"I … wonder how everyone is back home …" said Kenju.
"I remember my mother …" Kit said "I wonder how she is …"
(With the men) :
Each sat in various places around one of the sleeping chambers. Viole, Miguel, and Chesta sat on different cots around the room, and Ry sat a-top one of the tall cedar chest of draws. Gatti crouched whittling some sort of creature from wood at the foot of a stand while Dallet sat idly at a large desk with mirror.
Chesta looked to Miguel, whom he greatly admired. "Hey Miguel, are you asking one of the girls in particular to dance with you tonight?"
"Yes, with Kit, what of it?"
"I … I don't know how to dance … though I would greatly like to with Kiran."
Viole grinned. "Yes, Kiran is very beautiful … but, I don't know … there's just something about Shay … she's so enthusiastic."
Ry laughed. "Gatts, you haven't said a word … come now, you can tell us"
Gatti grunted roughly. Dallet turned around and put a keen eye on him. "I should think it obvious that he has had his eye on Kenju ..." Dallet said.
Chesta broke up the tense moment, since he knew that the question would end up which of the two, Dallet or Ry, would try to win Victoria over, he changed the subject.
"As I was saying … I don't know how to dance … do any of you?"
There was no sound until Viole spoke up. "Aye, I do … and though he hasn't said a word I know Ryland, over there can play an instrument of some sort … I bet he knows how ter' dance too …"
Ry looked up and grinned. "Yah, I do … though you kind of have to wonder what the Emperor is doing for music arrangements … I figured I'd play most of the night …"
Viole stood up. "And how well do you know how to dance, Captain Ry?"
Ry wasn't one to brag. "Oh you know … so, so. Better then you guys though."
That made them smile. In-fact … it ended up that Ry and Viole were cornered and made to show Chesta, Miguel, and Dallet how to dance (with some help.) Ry opened the door and saw down on the far end of the hallway that Kiran was looking out a window. He told her about the male's predicament and she also helped them. Gatti apparently was apparently all set ... he wouldn't even stick around to watch ...
With only one hour to go, the entire Vione was buzzing with activity … not a mind dwelt on the fight against Basrahm save for General Dilandau Albatou, who sat alone over maps and his wine.
2nd A/N: That's all for now … I'll try to have chapter 28 out soon enough. Hope you liked it … sorry for the delay. Bye! ~CrimsonFire