Subi: Amusement/happiness! n-n
Anonymous: You seem to like those words a lot recently along with "Chaos, torture, death, despair, and darkness".
Subi: So? n-n I'm amused by this chapter.
Anonymous: Darn it, woman! Amusement is my word!
Subi: Minion! Muahahaha!
Anonymous: Er... oo; Nevermind then...
6. Staff of Terra
It was boring to stay in one position while a cat demon (or any mechanic for that matter) repaired me. And I swear, if that guy doesn't stop talking to himself I'd probably kick him if he wasn't so small and easily hurt. Wait, why would he need to ask someone to pass a wrench if no one else is there? Unless… Turning my head to glance in his direction, I spotted a young cat child swiftly handing the said wrench over. "Who's that?" I wondered out loud. With a squeak and wide-eyed gape, she shouted, "Slag!" and ran off with remarkable speed to the door. Such colorful vocabulary... I thought, stealing a glance at the cat-like human fixing me.
"Karahrr, no cursing!" He scolded. I turned to get a better look at the girl and forgot about that fact I was damaged.
"Stop moving and hold the slag still!" Yelled the old man. Taking his previous comment to heart, I muttered, "Look who's talking..." And got a sharp reprimand that he was the one repairing me by getting the wrench thrown at my head.
"That hurt, fleshling!" I whined. He ignored my protest and went to fetch the tool from the ground. The little cat demon at the door snickered before fully sprinting off with an, "Meep!" as we both glared in her direction.
"That's what you get for not holding still…A few more minutes and you'll be done. The Sagira is of no concern but mine," the old cat-human growled.
I don't know who to feel sorry for, the child or him.
"How many times have I told you not to curse?" He's tapping his foot, that little glare…Wonderful, I just happen to bother him when he woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
"Um…" I counted on my fingers. No, I don't think that one counted…There's also that time and…
"Exactly!" He exclaimed, almost to the point of raving. "And what did I tell you about avoiding the customers? Much less cursing in front of them…."
At that point I started zoning out, noticing a spare piece or metal in the corner behind him with a peculiar color…a silvery white and green. And it stirred something deeply buried in my mind….
I seemed to be moving backwards. A silver-white and green mech snarled at the three menacing mechs in front of him. After one went down with a thud and shake of the ground, he gave a panicked glance of assurance in my direction, what I remember most are those piercing purple optics….
"Are you even listening?" I growled after a few minutes of ranting to find Karahrr was staring off into the distance again like she usually did when I started lecturing on something she wasn't interested in. I waited a moment before finding myself begin to lose my patience.
"Karahrr!" I barked- though barking is usually for dogs, sometimes I have to make an exception- and she jumped at the sharpness in my voice. "Did you even hear me?" I demanded. I sighed before turning at the sound of the door opening- and nearly cursed out loud. It was her.Primus, why do you like torturing me so? It's enough with Karahrr... I thought, trying hard not to groan.
"Why hello, Glaviin, long time no see!" The taller of the two that entered, a red-haired woman with spring green eyes.
"What do you want now, Mirra? I'm a bit busy right now and-"
"I'm hurt that you would think me to be such a burden in the middle of your... 'important' work..." She feigned shock. "And may I ask whom you are supposedly 'busy' with?" Leaning to the side, she noticed Karahrr. Mirra cooed and patted her head saying, "Aww, so cute! Too bad she's so young and defenseless..."
"Pat me on the head again and I'll bite you." Karahrr growled, glaring at Mirra.
"Right, anyway, I need a bit of a favor…You see, my apprentice here," She motioned towards the boy almost as young as Karahrr, "needs a certain staff that only you seem to have. So...?"
I glanced in the boy's direction and immediately noticed the extremely sharp smell of raw metal. Just as quickly I knew that he couldn't wield what Mirra claimed he needed. He was a main-metal type, and the staff was for main-earth elementals only. Plus, I had planned to give it to Karahrr, when she was older of course and more experienced. I quickly drew on my wind-element and pulled out the staff of another room where I'd hidden it years ago, and its shards of amethyst glinted in the light.
"This staff? No. He cannot have the Staff of Terra. It is to be for my apprentice, and yours will not be able to use such a thing anyway, his main element would not cooperate."
"You don't even have an apprentice, Glaviin! You just want to keep it to yourself when you're too old to even use it! Even if you had an apprentice, do you seriously think you can teach them anything with your age, old man? Much less when you're half-blind and..." Mirra ranted on. My ears and tail twitched in irritation. Figures she would blow it out of proportion…and assume wrong as well.
"My apprentice is right here, if you haven't noticed. Her name is Karahrr." I interrupted, tired of hearing her rant. "Besides, Mirra, he's a main-metal elemental, the staff wouldn't work for him. He needs a metal element weapon, not an earth element weapon."
"Glaviin, admit it, you're just jealous because I have an apprentice- or if you really want to be stubborn, my apprentice is better than yours. Why else would you make up stories like this?" She snapped back, as she pulled her long hair over her shoulder and started braiding the end of it. The boy finally spoke up, approaching Karahrr with cynical eyes.
"Doesn't look like much of an apprentice to me."
"I do too!"
"And spoiled from the sound of it."
"And you aren't?" Karahrr grinned at her own quick response.
"That's it!" He snarled, and leapt at her. Karahrr let out a fierce squeak and scrambled away from his claws.
"Karahrr!" I cried sharply, unable to see where either of them had went.
"Get away from me- Slag!" She shouted as he suddenly pinned her to the wall with one hand. She bared her teeth suddenly and felt something deep in her stir. "Get away from me, Kuyukiko!"
He gasped in surprise as he was suddenly flung away from her. Both Mirra and I turned to face Karahrr. I felt my jaw drop slightly as I saw her. Only... She wasn't completely herself anymore.
Karahrr stood a few steps away from the wall with both of her hands out before her, both glowing with a faint blue-purple light. Her brown-amber hair blew around her face gently, but what I noticed the most was her eyes- they'd started to glow with a faint-blue light, almost like a transformer's optics. Eight years old, and can already touch her mech-energy? She seems to keep surprising me every day... I thought before noticing Mirra was reaching for the staff while my grip on it was somewhat weak.
With a split-second decision, I snapped the end up off the ground and with a sharp spin of the staff I quickly had the sharp stone pointing at Mirra's heart.
"Get out," I growled. Mirra pulled away from the stone-wood staff with a disappointed look.
"Fine," Mirra said, and patted Karahrr on the head as she came over to me. "See you another time then, sweetheart. Argh!"
A faint smile twitched at my whiskers when Mirra let out a yelp as Karahrr sank her fangs into her hand. That's my apprentice alright, Little tempermental sanura... Mirra swore a lot worse than Karahrr and I ever did and with a snarl, her and her apprentice ran out of the house.
"Now that that's over with, how did you know his name?" I asked her as I got a wet cloth and cleaned one of the small cuts on her face from the spar.
"... I knew his name?" Karahrr asked me with somewhat wide eyes. I frowned slightly and looked into them, noting that they were back to normal. Definitely a mech-mode symptom... I guess I should be moving everything forward a few years...
"I guess not, Karahrr. Forget I mentioned it," I told her aloud, as I moved onto bandaging and cleaning the scratches on her shoulder.
"Okay." She said agreeably- and then began to space out on me once again. I sighed. I'm never going to fully understand what she thinks about at times like this...
Subi: Whoo! 'Nother one done... n-n tonight's just a posting frenzy, isn't it?
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