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A/N: Well, this chapter is a very long one because I wanted it to be that why so there. Muhahahahahahaha! Anyway this chapter is very very good and I hope that you enjoy it, as I enjoyed making it. Awesome chapter but anyway, Please R/R! READ & REVIEW PEOPLE! COME ON STOP SLACKING! Uh. Slackers.. Gosh..
I ran down the hallway, dipping in and out of many people who were just starting to come out of their classes. As Taemonhara is a type of college/ training center in one right at the heart of Bevel. My heavy boots echoed off of the unusually silent hall walls, which is a really bad sign saying that there is nobody there... Everyone's at class. I searched frantically, looking for Baralai and Nooj my eye scanning the hallways. But I saw no one. And as I stopped running and stood in the middle of the Main hall: A great room with dark oak walls and pictures of former Maesters of Yeven, but has no windows and more artificial light, a grand staircase leads up to the third level, which leads to more classes, and another staircase leads down to the cafeteria, courtyard, many gyms, and a pool, which was all on the first floor.
I decided to go down to the first floor, as I didn't think that they (meaning Nooj) would be taking classes of any sort, and I didn't feel like embarrassing myself anymore in front of anyone else by interrupting the teacher's classes, and putting me into a deeper shit hole in Yevens eyes than I already am. I jumped the last few steps and landed like a cat on the hard floor, then continued to run through the halls. . I knocked many of the people down in my frantic search for Baralai or Nooj, not seeing either one of them, and just having angry glances, harsh whispers, and bad gestures flashed in my direction. I didn't say sorry, as I didn't know how to say sorry. Then suddenly it hit me as a slowed down and began to walk as a fast pace, running out of breath as I just got done running down a half mile hallway at full frantic speed.
I know where they are.
That's right, why didn't I think of it before. Well I don't really know where Baralai is. But Nooj is here for sure.
But what if he's not.
No time to think about that!
I began to run at a fast pace again, my heart beating faster as my mind finally made some sense to where I was going. I ran to the last door in the farthest part of the hallway that I was still running along and swung it open, finding myself in a white room full of metal staircases that were painted over in white, like a fire escape. The stair cases went up and down in a zigzag leading up to the third floor above ground, and the sixth floor below ground. I ran down the staircase that lead down and followed it, skipping a few steps in my rush to get where Nooj was, the lamp above me flickering on and off as the light bulb used up it's last bit of energy. Finally I reached the third to the last floor of the Bevell Underground and pushed open the door, being surprised by what I saw.
I stepped into the third underground floor, and was completely surprised by what I saw, as I had never been in the Bevell undergrounds at all. I had only heard of this place from one of my past employers son, some guy named Brother. But I hadn't seen him for a while. I was at the end of another long steel hallway, the hallway lit with candles that are behind glass walls shaped like delicate shells. There were three doors: One to my upper left, one to my upper right, and one up ahead at the end of the hallway. I took a little step forward, but stopped as I heard the sound of gunshots coming from my left. I listened closely to make sure that everything was safe before I took another step closer and looked in. It was a huge room with at least 20 pillars and pedestals with five different types of lethal guns laid perfectly on them, obviously a shooting range. The whole area was a dark metallic silver and black, with statue heads about 30 feet away from the pedestals for shooting at, target practice. About 20 feet away from the pedestals themselves were two huge churning gears of one of the water powered generators, that stood at a near length of 10 feet, and 5 feet wide each of them. They turned clockwise and made a loud racket as if shredding something, huge sharp metal teeth sticking out of them. The room was dimly lit with regular hanging ceiling lamps, and the floor was made out of metal gartering like that of a plane hanger. Only one person was in there: Nooj.
I ran at him as I saw him, my eye narrowed and feeling a little mad but still relieved as I saw him ejecting his gun which was in his right and swiftly catching the clip with his left, holding it up to his eyes to study it.
"Nooj!" I called out, coming to a halt and looking at the emptied gun in his hand and the clip in his other. I shook my head as I saw that he didn't even give me any notice.
"Hey! Nooj! Why did you leave. Why didn't you wake me up?" I stood straight as I saw that I was being plainly ignored as he just began to twist the clip in his two fingers, the gun still in his other hand.
"Hey. I'm talking to you!" Right now I was starting to get pissed, as he was straight up disregarding me like I wasn't even there. Hey gloved hands turned into fist and my eye narrowed more, my voice rising just incase he couldn't hear me over the churning of the gears. "You know what today is! We are supposed to go into a brief training together. To see how we work together. Do you get that? Huh? Together!?"
I tilted my head as he smirked a few strands of greasy blond hair falling to my face in front of my black tinted goggles. I couldn't believe this, here am I, a full-grown man standing up to another man and I was nearly his age, and I demanded the same respect as I have been showing him. Today is the day when we were supposed to be tested for our marksmanship team wise, and whoever wasn't there was automatically disqualified from the CS.
I was pissed.
I then lost it as the thought of me returning home with shame, having Yeven Scum bring me down. I ran at him and swung at his head with my right hand, but the punch never connected as Nooj was faster than I thought. He simply blocked my punch and returned it with one of his own to my stomach. I stumbled back leaning forward in pain holding my stomach, as Nooj was just as strong as he looked. And I learned that first hand. But that didn't stop me as I slowly recovered from his punch. I started to run forward at him, my hand drawn back to punch him again when he suddenly reloaded the gun that was in his hand and cocked it aiming at my throat.
I skidded to a halt, my boots skidding over the grates before coming to a complete stop. I blinked, wondering what to do next as the gun was quaintly less then 5 inches from my neck. I looked at it, a drop of dirty cold sweat running down my forehead from my hairline, then I looked into Nooj's dark brown eyes and instantly knew that they were serious about what he could do.
Then suddenly I got an idea.
In less than 3 seconds I quickly grabbed the closest gun that I could manage and cocked it, holding it up to Nooj's head.
Hs eyes had a flash of shock in them, and I smiled smugly thinking that the tables were turned, but I must have smiled too soon. As soon as I smiled the glint of surprise that was Nooj's eyes disappeared and in one fluent and quick movement he raised his left hand and hit my gun hand so hard that I lost grip of it and the gun went skidding across the floor. At that point I knew I was screwed, but had hardly any time left to think about it before he slammed his gun hard against my head, striked my nose in an upward position automatically breaking it, and punched me in my stomach hard enough to send me off my feet and land hard on the ground a few feet away from him, my goggles getting flung into the generators and crushed forever... I can only remember up to the part where he punched me in the nose.
I woke up in a hospital bed to the brightness of natural light that shined in from one of the windows that had the outside world of Bevel on it's other side. I blinked, looking around slowly at my surroundings: It was a rectangular room full of unused hospital beds, a window was beside every other bed so that the room would always stay light until it got dark outside. In one of the corners there her row after row of IV's and machine Al Bhed computers. I raised an eyebrow as my eye scanned over them, but then closed my eye and winced in pain as I felt a stinging prick in my left arm. I opened them a moment later and turned my head to the source to see a young blond nurse; kind of short in height by average standards but what she lacked in height she gained in other features. I was shocked to see her; Her white nurses down tight around her breast area then loosened around her waist, then got tight once again around her hips. Her blond hair was wrapped in a tight bun on her head, then a white mages headdress was placed apon her head, but you could still tell that her hair was long under it and even though she had a long white mages robe on you could still see those perfect curves. In her gloves white hands a saw a syringe. She turned around to the left and placed it on a white wooden table beside my bed, then turned around back at me and frowned slightly, putting her left hand on her hip and moving her hips back and forth like she had to use the bathroom really bad.
"You, love, are lucky to have survived."
I narrowed my eyes wondering where she was coming from, but slowly shook my head and looked up at the ceiling. I remembered that voice from the night before. This is the same woman who was making out with that somebitch who hit me.
"So lucky that my dear Noojie Woojie went easy on you."
Yea, it was her. and she continued on.
"And now the fabulist LeBlanc has to mend you back up again. Using all of my energy and all of my time."
Ok, her mellow dramatic voice was now starting to annoy me, and I was not at all finding it sexy anymore. and that whole 'Le Blanc' thing is kind of disturbing.
I turned my head and looked at her as she turned her back and started to walk to one of the backrooms.
"Someone has to think highly of themselves in order to give themselves the title 'Le Blanc'" I said, smirking. "Don't you think?"
She turned around and glared at me, with a look on her face like she was getting ready to spit on me, her eyes looking me over. She smiled curtly, then slowly turned around and walked into the backroom. But before she went in she stopped at the door and tilted her head to the side "You will never match up to my Noojie Woojie." She said then enters the room and closes the door behind her, disappearing from view.
I lay there thinking about what she had said for a minute, then almost as quickly as LeBlanc closed the door Baralai walked into the room, a bundle of clothing in his hands. I turned to look at him and he smiled, stopping at my bed. I looked down at the clothes that he had in his hands, then up at him, wanting him to explain. His smile grew broader.
"I just thought that maybe you would like some clothing." Come to think of it this was the first time a have really ever seen him smile.
"Um, ok." I reached for the clothing and at that exact moment the white towel that was covering me slided off and fell to the floor in a bundle. Revealing all of what I never intended for Baralai to see.
He immediately turned around and faced the other way, laying the clothing on the bedside table and putting his hands behind his back, trying hard not to do anything that might damage his reputation for not cutting up or falling out of line. I on the other hand was growing redder and redder by the moment as I sat up and bended over to pick up the towel, absolutely flashing the world. I imagined the peaks of Mount Gagazet falling over into the pits of hell, and the Ronso's eyes melting out of their sockets while the rest of Spira screamed and ran for help.
I scrambled up out of the bed and held the blanket in front of myself while a walked sideways past Baralai who took a step forward to avoid any unnecessary contact. I grabbed the clothing and held them in one hand, the blanket in the other and looked at Baralai, who now turned around with an awkward look on his face.
"Um. You might want to take a shower before you put those on."
I nodded, turning around to head for the rest home showers.
"Oh. And nice patch."
I stopped suddenly, my mouth dropping open. "Patch?"
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A/N: Well, this chapter is a very long one because I wanted it to be that why so there. Muhahahahahahaha! Anyway this chapter is very very good and I hope that you enjoy it, as I enjoyed making it. Awesome chapter but anyway, Please R/R! READ & REVIEW PEOPLE! COME ON STOP SLACKING! Uh. Slackers.. Gosh..
I ran down the hallway, dipping in and out of many people who were just starting to come out of their classes. As Taemonhara is a type of college/ training center in one right at the heart of Bevel. My heavy boots echoed off of the unusually silent hall walls, which is a really bad sign saying that there is nobody there... Everyone's at class. I searched frantically, looking for Baralai and Nooj my eye scanning the hallways. But I saw no one. And as I stopped running and stood in the middle of the Main hall: A great room with dark oak walls and pictures of former Maesters of Yeven, but has no windows and more artificial light, a grand staircase leads up to the third level, which leads to more classes, and another staircase leads down to the cafeteria, courtyard, many gyms, and a pool, which was all on the first floor.
I decided to go down to the first floor, as I didn't think that they (meaning Nooj) would be taking classes of any sort, and I didn't feel like embarrassing myself anymore in front of anyone else by interrupting the teacher's classes, and putting me into a deeper shit hole in Yevens eyes than I already am. I jumped the last few steps and landed like a cat on the hard floor, then continued to run through the halls. . I knocked many of the people down in my frantic search for Baralai or Nooj, not seeing either one of them, and just having angry glances, harsh whispers, and bad gestures flashed in my direction. I didn't say sorry, as I didn't know how to say sorry. Then suddenly it hit me as a slowed down and began to walk as a fast pace, running out of breath as I just got done running down a half mile hallway at full frantic speed.
I know where they are.
That's right, why didn't I think of it before. Well I don't really know where Baralai is. But Nooj is here for sure.
But what if he's not.
No time to think about that!
I began to run at a fast pace again, my heart beating faster as my mind finally made some sense to where I was going. I ran to the last door in the farthest part of the hallway that I was still running along and swung it open, finding myself in a white room full of metal staircases that were painted over in white, like a fire escape. The stair cases went up and down in a zigzag leading up to the third floor above ground, and the sixth floor below ground. I ran down the staircase that lead down and followed it, skipping a few steps in my rush to get where Nooj was, the lamp above me flickering on and off as the light bulb used up it's last bit of energy. Finally I reached the third to the last floor of the Bevell Underground and pushed open the door, being surprised by what I saw.
I stepped into the third underground floor, and was completely surprised by what I saw, as I had never been in the Bevell undergrounds at all. I had only heard of this place from one of my past employers son, some guy named Brother. But I hadn't seen him for a while. I was at the end of another long steel hallway, the hallway lit with candles that are behind glass walls shaped like delicate shells. There were three doors: One to my upper left, one to my upper right, and one up ahead at the end of the hallway. I took a little step forward, but stopped as I heard the sound of gunshots coming from my left. I listened closely to make sure that everything was safe before I took another step closer and looked in. It was a huge room with at least 20 pillars and pedestals with five different types of lethal guns laid perfectly on them, obviously a shooting range. The whole area was a dark metallic silver and black, with statue heads about 30 feet away from the pedestals for shooting at, target practice. About 20 feet away from the pedestals themselves were two huge churning gears of one of the water powered generators, that stood at a near length of 10 feet, and 5 feet wide each of them. They turned clockwise and made a loud racket as if shredding something, huge sharp metal teeth sticking out of them. The room was dimly lit with regular hanging ceiling lamps, and the floor was made out of metal gartering like that of a plane hanger. Only one person was in there: Nooj.
I ran at him as I saw him, my eye narrowed and feeling a little mad but still relieved as I saw him ejecting his gun which was in his right and swiftly catching the clip with his left, holding it up to his eyes to study it.
"Nooj!" I called out, coming to a halt and looking at the emptied gun in his hand and the clip in his other. I shook my head as I saw that he didn't even give me any notice.
"Hey! Nooj! Why did you leave. Why didn't you wake me up?" I stood straight as I saw that I was being plainly ignored as he just began to twist the clip in his two fingers, the gun still in his other hand.
"Hey. I'm talking to you!" Right now I was starting to get pissed, as he was straight up disregarding me like I wasn't even there. Hey gloved hands turned into fist and my eye narrowed more, my voice rising just incase he couldn't hear me over the churning of the gears. "You know what today is! We are supposed to go into a brief training together. To see how we work together. Do you get that? Huh? Together!?"
I tilted my head as he smirked a few strands of greasy blond hair falling to my face in front of my black tinted goggles. I couldn't believe this, here am I, a full-grown man standing up to another man and I was nearly his age, and I demanded the same respect as I have been showing him. Today is the day when we were supposed to be tested for our marksmanship team wise, and whoever wasn't there was automatically disqualified from the CS.
I was pissed.
I then lost it as the thought of me returning home with shame, having Yeven Scum bring me down. I ran at him and swung at his head with my right hand, but the punch never connected as Nooj was faster than I thought. He simply blocked my punch and returned it with one of his own to my stomach. I stumbled back leaning forward in pain holding my stomach, as Nooj was just as strong as he looked. And I learned that first hand. But that didn't stop me as I slowly recovered from his punch. I started to run forward at him, my hand drawn back to punch him again when he suddenly reloaded the gun that was in his hand and cocked it aiming at my throat.
I skidded to a halt, my boots skidding over the grates before coming to a complete stop. I blinked, wondering what to do next as the gun was quaintly less then 5 inches from my neck. I looked at it, a drop of dirty cold sweat running down my forehead from my hairline, then I looked into Nooj's dark brown eyes and instantly knew that they were serious about what he could do.
Then suddenly I got an idea.
In less than 3 seconds I quickly grabbed the closest gun that I could manage and cocked it, holding it up to Nooj's head.
Hs eyes had a flash of shock in them, and I smiled smugly thinking that the tables were turned, but I must have smiled too soon. As soon as I smiled the glint of surprise that was Nooj's eyes disappeared and in one fluent and quick movement he raised his left hand and hit my gun hand so hard that I lost grip of it and the gun went skidding across the floor. At that point I knew I was screwed, but had hardly any time left to think about it before he slammed his gun hard against my head, striked my nose in an upward position automatically breaking it, and punched me in my stomach hard enough to send me off my feet and land hard on the ground a few feet away from him, my goggles getting flung into the generators and crushed forever... I can only remember up to the part where he punched me in the nose.
I woke up in a hospital bed to the brightness of natural light that shined in from one of the windows that had the outside world of Bevel on it's other side. I blinked, looking around slowly at my surroundings: It was a rectangular room full of unused hospital beds, a window was beside every other bed so that the room would always stay light until it got dark outside. In one of the corners there her row after row of IV's and machine Al Bhed computers. I raised an eyebrow as my eye scanned over them, but then closed my eye and winced in pain as I felt a stinging prick in my left arm. I opened them a moment later and turned my head to the source to see a young blond nurse; kind of short in height by average standards but what she lacked in height she gained in other features. I was shocked to see her; Her white nurses down tight around her breast area then loosened around her waist, then got tight once again around her hips. Her blond hair was wrapped in a tight bun on her head, then a white mages headdress was placed apon her head, but you could still tell that her hair was long under it and even though she had a long white mages robe on you could still see those perfect curves. In her gloves white hands a saw a syringe. She turned around to the left and placed it on a white wooden table beside my bed, then turned around back at me and frowned slightly, putting her left hand on her hip and moving her hips back and forth like she had to use the bathroom really bad.
"You, love, are lucky to have survived."
I narrowed my eyes wondering where she was coming from, but slowly shook my head and looked up at the ceiling. I remembered that voice from the night before. This is the same woman who was making out with that somebitch who hit me.
"So lucky that my dear Noojie Woojie went easy on you."
Yea, it was her. and she continued on.
"And now the fabulist LeBlanc has to mend you back up again. Using all of my energy and all of my time."
Ok, her mellow dramatic voice was now starting to annoy me, and I was not at all finding it sexy anymore. and that whole 'Le Blanc' thing is kind of disturbing.
I turned my head and looked at her as she turned her back and started to walk to one of the backrooms.
"Someone has to think highly of themselves in order to give themselves the title 'Le Blanc'" I said, smirking. "Don't you think?"
She turned around and glared at me, with a look on her face like she was getting ready to spit on me, her eyes looking me over. She smiled curtly, then slowly turned around and walked into the backroom. But before she went in she stopped at the door and tilted her head to the side "You will never match up to my Noojie Woojie." She said then enters the room and closes the door behind her, disappearing from view.
I lay there thinking about what she had said for a minute, then almost as quickly as LeBlanc closed the door Baralai walked into the room, a bundle of clothing in his hands. I turned to look at him and he smiled, stopping at my bed. I looked down at the clothes that he had in his hands, then up at him, wanting him to explain. His smile grew broader.
"I just thought that maybe you would like some clothing." Come to think of it this was the first time a have really ever seen him smile.
"Um, ok." I reached for the clothing and at that exact moment the white towel that was covering me slided off and fell to the floor in a bundle. Revealing all of what I never intended for Baralai to see.
He immediately turned around and faced the other way, laying the clothing on the bedside table and putting his hands behind his back, trying hard not to do anything that might damage his reputation for not cutting up or falling out of line. I on the other hand was growing redder and redder by the moment as I sat up and bended over to pick up the towel, absolutely flashing the world. I imagined the peaks of Mount Gagazet falling over into the pits of hell, and the Ronso's eyes melting out of their sockets while the rest of Spira screamed and ran for help.
I scrambled up out of the bed and held the blanket in front of myself while a walked sideways past Baralai who took a step forward to avoid any unnecessary contact. I grabbed the clothing and held them in one hand, the blanket in the other and looked at Baralai, who now turned around with an awkward look on his face.
"Um. You might want to take a shower before you put those on."
I nodded, turning around to head for the rest home showers.
"Oh. And nice patch."
I stopped suddenly, my mouth dropping open. "Patch?"
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