a/n: [glomps oceanspike with teary eyes] noooooo my one and only cherished reviewer is gonna leave! [wails] T.T now I don't feel so good...... oh well. Have fun! And I'll be sure to have at least 3 chappies for you to read then when u get back... it might me more than three though at the rate I'm going O.o. scary writer... has too much time on her hands... that, of she enjoys staying up till the morning to type ;; The formatting is abit off last time. T.T gomen ne
"You want ME, Joren the best Knight to go with that INCOMPETANT?!"
"A mission with YOU certainly is NOT a walk in the park EITHER Stone Mountain!"
"Can it Mindlen! I don't recall giving you permission to speak to me!"
"-I- don't recall giving you permission to speak ABOUT me!"
Commander Wyldon sighed from behind his pristine desk, wearily rubbing his temples. [Why me? Gods, WHY me?] "ENOUGH! The both of you sit down and are silent. I am not done speaking and -I- don't recall giving EITHER of you permission to speak at all!"
A Yamani blank Kel sat down immediately at Wyldon's outburst. Joren on the other hand only snorted and said 'whatever' before seating himself in a relaxed manner on the hard wooden chair.
Sighing tiredly again, the aging Training master stood up and opened the blinds to reveal a crystal clear window. He looked out of the window and saw.... a city. His cynical eyes say dirty street in the slums, crimes in convenient stores, murders in rundown apartment buildings. He saw every dark drug deal going on; all in his mind. Wyldon Cavall has been in the justice department too long. So long, that now instead of seeing the beauty of the capital city, Corus, he saw networks of buildings where criminals and crime lords lied, oozing their slime of law breaking.
Keladry sat still though her mind was racing with numerous thoughts. Most seemed to be focused on: [I'm gonna hafta work with HIM! Goddess help me... the man's going to kill me at the first chance he gets.... And he could claim I was taken out by the enemy! Damn it! -Life's a bitch Kel, get used to it-. I don't WANT to get used to it! -Tough luck, deal.- No! All I wanted was to get my badge! Is that too much to ask? – In this land and time: Yes- Damn you... shut up! –I'm you dearie, so if I shut it, so do you.- Mithros, I'm not having arguments with myself in my own head.. and LOSING! This can't get any worse...]
"AGENT KELADRY!"
The brunette blinked out of her daze only to find the withered face of Wyldon staring into hers. In the back ground she could hear her soon to be partner snickering. "Dear gods Wyldon, look at the wench! She's not even on a night watch and she already fell asleep! You expect me to have positive results with THIS as a partner?!"
Kel moaned inwardly and tried to wish herself away to the bottom of a lake. [Okay... it just got worse] she thought, red faced.
"Mr. Stone Mountain, I am going to cut your pay for that insubordinating tongue of yours. NEVER address me by my name unless permission is granted. And I did NOT grant it to you. Now, Mindlen! As I was saying, you and Knight Joren here are to go deep. This mission could take a while, or a short time, depending on your skills and resourcefulness. I can't say much now, walls have ears in the form of a spy. This is troubled times now. The war of Scanra does not fare well for both sides. Detailed information will be found in these."
Wyldon sucked air though his teeth. That was a long speech and he sounded as if he regretted saying anything. But then again, he sounded like that a lot of the times. Shaking his head, the Commander handed both Joren and Keladry each a disposable PDA.
"Dismissed,"
Keladry immediately stood up and saluted smartly and sent a glare to Joren who gave a mocking lopsided salute. Wyldon sighed mentally again. [I suppose that that's the best I would get... damn boy is gonna find himself in a sticky situation with that attitude.] He looked on as his two bet agents filed noisily at of his office, glaring dagger at each other, or, Joren glared while Keladry looked on with a blank face. [Mithros and Goddess bless to the both of you...] he whispered softly in his mind at their retreating backs. He sat down wearily in his chair. The image of the two's retreating backs was still fresh in is mind. [Did I do wrong? Did I just send to kids out to get killed? This may be bigger than they could chew... but they are all I can give..... please return safely and successful. Tortall needs you to succeed and Tortal needs you active.]
A/N: hmm... I kno I kno... short... but hey! There WILL be another update within a day au rev-something ;; review please? Some constructive criticism is wut I need ;;
