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Chapter 7
Mikoto sat in the airship galley, warming her hands around a steaming cup of tea. Cool ocean breezes blew across the sparking sapphire waves, gliding through the open windows. Gulls called outside, their cries distant.
She was reading one of Tantalus' scripts, trying to keep her mind off of the previous night's events. It wasn't working as well as she had hoped.
What did the dream mean? Was she just going insane? She hoped not, she didn't feel any different.
"You OK?"
Mikoto looked up into the masked face of Blank, he seemed worried for her.
"Yes, I'm fine."
Blank didn't look convinced, "Alright, maybe you just need some cheering up?"
"Who needs cheering up?" Marcus said as he strolled in with Cinna.
"Mikoto has a sour look."
"She just needs something to eat, it is almost lunchtime," Cinna suggested.
"I think that's your stomach talking."
"Hey Blank, that was harsh, I'm on a diet you know." Cinna sulked.
Mikoto watched the three banter for a few minutes, realizing how brother-like they acted. Tantalus was a family. And they so readily accepted her into their group. Now she saw the reason Zidane cared about them so much.
"I am a bit hungry," she said.
Cinna brightened, "You can't deny a lady."
Blank and Marcus sat on either side of her while Cinna hurried into the kitchen. Where he started a culinary delight.
"So Mikoto, have you ever seen a play?" Marcus asked.
"No, but I would like to see one. I was reading these scripts, and I really enjoyed them."
"Then we'll have to take you to see one someday." Blank said.
"Definitely." Marcus agreed.
Mikoto smiled at the two, surprised at their offer. But she wasn't about to complain. She enjoyed all of their company.
Cinna brought in some kind of rice dish from the kitchen, it was topped with cooked vegetables and smelled wonderful. Mikoto didn't realize how hungry she was until she dug in with her chopsticks.
After several helpings each, the four sat back, digesting.
"So Mikoto, are you really Zidane's kid sister?" Cinna asked hurriedly.
"Yes and no, there is a very high probability that we are closely biologically related, however we had no relationship until the destruction of Terra." Mikoto stated more calmly than she felt, the mention of Terra's demise brought forth unwanted memories.
"So there are no obstacles in the path of our undying love?" Cinna asked hopefully.
Mikoto smiled evilly, "He isn't the one you should worry about."
"Oh…"
"Hey Cinna, you'll never get a girl that way, you have to woo them, right Bro?"
Blank just sat there, a bit at a loss for words.
"Oh right," Marcus continued, "Blank here is waiting for the one."
The redhead took on a defiant look, "They're not my type."
Marcus laughed, "They're all 'not your type', how'll you know which one is the right one."
"Trust me, I'll know."
The three continued teasing each other about their problems with women, and Mikoto even joined in on the fun. But she couldn't shake a strange feeling of déjà vu.
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"Voila!" Blank exclaimed as he put a stopper into the flask he was holding.
"Whatcha say to me?" Baku shouted as he walked into the lab.
Mikoto chuckled, "It was another language Baku, he was not insulting you."
Baku chose to ignore her, "Gwahahaha, I just wanna know what he's working on."
Blank turned to face Baku, holding up his latest concoction. "It's just a slightly improved potion, nothing to get excited about."
Mikoto sat at the table next to Blank. She was surrounded by flasks and beakers and bottles of every substance imaginable. She had been surprised when Blank mentioned he knew about alchemy, for she hadn't met too many people comfortable with science. In Bran Bral the genomes had used technology extensively. So she had offered to help him with his experiments.
"'Nother potion,eh? I think I'll try it." Baku then grabbed the flask from Blank's hand and chugged it down.
"Uhhh… Boss, that potion isn't exactly ready for use."
"Gwahahahaha, taste's like grape cough syrup. Pretty good." Baku said as he wiped his mouth and headed out the door.
Blank crossed his arms, a frown appeared on his face, "Adieu!"
Baku spun around, ready for a fight, "What'd you say to me?"
More reviews please!!!! This is going to be a long story, so help me out!!!!
Chapter 7
Mikoto sat in the airship galley, warming her hands around a steaming cup of tea. Cool ocean breezes blew across the sparking sapphire waves, gliding through the open windows. Gulls called outside, their cries distant.
She was reading one of Tantalus' scripts, trying to keep her mind off of the previous night's events. It wasn't working as well as she had hoped.
What did the dream mean? Was she just going insane? She hoped not, she didn't feel any different.
"You OK?"
Mikoto looked up into the masked face of Blank, he seemed worried for her.
"Yes, I'm fine."
Blank didn't look convinced, "Alright, maybe you just need some cheering up?"
"Who needs cheering up?" Marcus said as he strolled in with Cinna.
"Mikoto has a sour look."
"She just needs something to eat, it is almost lunchtime," Cinna suggested.
"I think that's your stomach talking."
"Hey Blank, that was harsh, I'm on a diet you know." Cinna sulked.
Mikoto watched the three banter for a few minutes, realizing how brother-like they acted. Tantalus was a family. And they so readily accepted her into their group. Now she saw the reason Zidane cared about them so much.
"I am a bit hungry," she said.
Cinna brightened, "You can't deny a lady."
Blank and Marcus sat on either side of her while Cinna hurried into the kitchen. Where he started a culinary delight.
"So Mikoto, have you ever seen a play?" Marcus asked.
"No, but I would like to see one. I was reading these scripts, and I really enjoyed them."
"Then we'll have to take you to see one someday." Blank said.
"Definitely." Marcus agreed.
Mikoto smiled at the two, surprised at their offer. But she wasn't about to complain. She enjoyed all of their company.
Cinna brought in some kind of rice dish from the kitchen, it was topped with cooked vegetables and smelled wonderful. Mikoto didn't realize how hungry she was until she dug in with her chopsticks.
After several helpings each, the four sat back, digesting.
"So Mikoto, are you really Zidane's kid sister?" Cinna asked hurriedly.
"Yes and no, there is a very high probability that we are closely biologically related, however we had no relationship until the destruction of Terra." Mikoto stated more calmly than she felt, the mention of Terra's demise brought forth unwanted memories.
"So there are no obstacles in the path of our undying love?" Cinna asked hopefully.
Mikoto smiled evilly, "He isn't the one you should worry about."
"Oh…"
"Hey Cinna, you'll never get a girl that way, you have to woo them, right Bro?"
Blank just sat there, a bit at a loss for words.
"Oh right," Marcus continued, "Blank here is waiting for the one."
The redhead took on a defiant look, "They're not my type."
Marcus laughed, "They're all 'not your type', how'll you know which one is the right one."
"Trust me, I'll know."
The three continued teasing each other about their problems with women, and Mikoto even joined in on the fun. But she couldn't shake a strange feeling of déjà vu.
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"Voila!" Blank exclaimed as he put a stopper into the flask he was holding.
"Whatcha say to me?" Baku shouted as he walked into the lab.
Mikoto chuckled, "It was another language Baku, he was not insulting you."
Baku chose to ignore her, "Gwahahaha, I just wanna know what he's working on."
Blank turned to face Baku, holding up his latest concoction. "It's just a slightly improved potion, nothing to get excited about."
Mikoto sat at the table next to Blank. She was surrounded by flasks and beakers and bottles of every substance imaginable. She had been surprised when Blank mentioned he knew about alchemy, for she hadn't met too many people comfortable with science. In Bran Bral the genomes had used technology extensively. So she had offered to help him with his experiments.
"'Nother potion,eh? I think I'll try it." Baku then grabbed the flask from Blank's hand and chugged it down.
"Uhhh… Boss, that potion isn't exactly ready for use."
"Gwahahahaha, taste's like grape cough syrup. Pretty good." Baku said as he wiped his mouth and headed out the door.
Blank crossed his arms, a frown appeared on his face, "Adieu!"
Baku spun around, ready for a fight, "What'd you say to me?"
