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Deep within Niflheim in a hidden underground facility a group of scientist and game developers have been working hard on the ultimate VR technology; a full dive-system, which lets players experience a virtual world as if it were their own. While the invention is almost ready for public testing, a smaller group has been assigned to create the software for a possible beta test, as well as to fine-tune the hardware in order to that. But said group, under supervision of Verstael Besithia has other things in mind.It is a hand chosen group, Besithia's best and most trusted programmers, engineers, and designers. Ones he can entrust with devising a closed beta test for a hand chosen group of testers before the real beta test will be announced and rolled out. His team is running a final test when the ageing developer and programmer Besithia enters the highly secured area in the lab they are working in.Loqi Tummelt, one of the most ambitious programmers rushes towards Besithia as soon as he enters, a file in one hand. “It’s almost done now.” He announces. “It’s going to be perfect. All data of our valued closed beta ‘testers’ has been integrated.” He continues, holding the file out to Besithia. “So we’re ready to inform our lucky chosen ones soon.”The young man looks quite satisfied, and obviously he cannot wait to see their technology in action. Besithia grabs the file, flips it through and then nods in satisfaction. "Very good." Even with that raspy and a little artificial sounding voice it is audible that he is pleased with the result. "Very good indeed." Besithia nods again, closing the file and handing it back to Loqi. "You are sure that the devices will carry out that special feature I asked you to add for our special 'testers'?" He asks, glancing at the screens showing several results of the currently running test.Loqi nods and grins excitedly. “Yes, just as asked.” He confirms, grabbing one of the visors, that, once plugged into a computer will transmit any information right to the brain, thus making it even possible for deaf players to actually hear, or blind players to see, if only virtually, or better within the virtual world they visit.“Once logged in, anyone using this won’t be able to remember anything from before our little game. They will think that they’re just living their lives, so nobody would even think about logging out again.” Loqi explains cheerfully. “But just in case, we removed the possibility to log out completely.”
He pauses for a moment, running his free hand through his blonde hair. “And should one of our lucky ‘testers die during the game, which is very likely, I would estimate, or should anyone else try to remove the device from outside, all security measures that control the limitter will fail, and as a result of this, microwaves will fry their brains.” He explains excitedly.“Of course we made sure that they won’t die too early.” He concludes his report with a wide grin. A crooked, somehow broken, and somewhat mean looking grin appears on Besithia's face. He lifts one hand to put it on Loqi's shoulder. "Very good. I knew I was right to entrust you with this." He briefly squeezes the other man's shoulder. "I trust it will look like just a malfunction on a not completely tested system? I prepared some corresponding documents stating this in the footnotes no one ever reads."“Of course. If I do something, I do it thoroughly.” Loqi states. “Nobody will ever discover the truth. They volunteered to take part in this beta, knowing all the possible consequences.” Loqi retorts. “Well that is what the public and the press will assume in the end. And since there are some other ‘lucky’ and clueless testers that are in no way connected to our ‘friends’, who will sadly have to suffer the same fate, we should be safe.”Besithia leans a bit closer looking Loqi directly in the eyes. "Izunia will be pleased." He whispers sounding excited but in a cold, mean and deadly way. Loqi smiles upon the praise and nods. He looks as if he just scored the decisive goal in a thrilling blitzball game. "Our press department already leaked the information to the respective media correspondents?" Besithia asks standing up straight again. "Like, you know, articles about any 'rumors' about the coming beta testing and the technology we developed?"Loqi nods again. “Yes, articles should start to pop up in the prestigious magazines this week, so people will very likely hype it pretty much. Everyone will want to be a part of the public beta test, so those invited to the ‘closed beta’ should feel privileged enough to not even think about turning down the offer.” The blonde explains, looking really proud of everything."Very good." Besithia nods again. "Well, I guess you should get ready to ship that all out once the final testing is completed." He states, casting an admiring glance at their work. "This really is a masterpiece. And it shall bring the requested results." Besithia adds confidently. Then he turns to leave again. For now there is nothing to do for him here.Loqi nods and grins again. “More than that. And it has so much more potential beyond that.” He sighs, his fingers gliding over the rim of the visor. Once Besithia left he places it back onto the next desk, going back to checking the final results, so their little secret ‘operation’ can start soon.
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A week after the Founder’s Day celebrations Luche prepares to leave his office after a few hours of work in the morning. That basically means writing up a to do list for Noctis, who is his intern for a couple of weeks. Judge Regis’ son has not exactly covered himself with glory since he works in the law office. Therefore the list is very detailed and precise on the tasks to fulfill and deadlines for them.Before he leaves, he hands a copy to Noctis and one to Crowe. "I expect you to complete all tasks on that list in time. Any delay will go into the internship report for the college." He tells Noctis, turning to Crowe. "And I rely on you to keep him on track." He adds towards her with a slightly mean grin. Crowe returns the grin and nods while Noctis studies the list.“Wait, what? Everything on the list?” he inquires then, plucking at his black suit. “How am I supposed to manage that?” he adds, looking quite lost. “Well less dreaming, more working. Not being late every second day, and most importantly, less complaining, maybe?” Crowe offers innocently."A good opportunity to learn something about proper time management." Luche adds calmly. "If there is still time to complain there isn't enough on the list yet. Would you like me to add some paper to write or a case study to it?" The blonde reaches out to take the list back, a pen already in hand.Noctis shakes his head with a groan. “Gods, no!” he retorts, clutching at the paper and making a step back so Luche cannot snatch the paper from his hands. “I’m already at work.” He adds in a tone that could easily be mistaken for a yawn. Crowe chuckles in amusement. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep him busy, I promise.” She states with a wink.Luche grins in satisfaction. "I bet you do. Feel free to kick his ass if he is idling around." He adds putting his pen back into his pocket. "I leave the field to you. See you in a couple of days." The blonde grabs his suitcase waves his hand as a goodbye, then leaves the office. Outside, he stows suitcase and jacket in the trunk of his car, where the luggage for their trip is also stored. His tie follows as well. After closing the trunk he gets behind the wheel for driving to the police station to pick up Tredd.
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“Well, I’m as good as gone.” Tredd mutters, leaning against the counter in the small kitchen area of the department. He grabs his cup of coffee to take a good sip from it. Cinder, who managed to kidnap the last remaining donut from the box squeaks in anticipation. The fire-bomb is wearing a bright orange base-cap with a yellow ‘C’ on it and its brim turned backwards.Pelna grabs himself a coffee as well. "How I would like to go on a vacation as well. I envy you." He states, taking a sip. Then he glances at Cinder and grins. "On the other hand, maybe I don't envy you that much." He chuckles. A few moments later Luche enters the police station, greeting the officer who is on duty at the reception. "I'll tell Furia you're here." The officer says, leaving the reception to do just that while the blonde waits.Cinder makes a face and huffs indignantly. “Aww, he’s not that bad.” Tredd retorts, patting the creature amicably. When the officer informs him that Luche is waiting for him he nods and then empties his cup. “Well, gotta go.” He hums, giving Pelna a friendly clap on the shoulder. “See you in a few days.”Pelna grins and nods. "Yeah. Have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't." The black-haired officer waves a hand, then turns back to drinking his coffee. Cinder just darts past Luche and towards the door where he hovers around in circles impatiently. Tredd follows him, stealing a quick kiss from the blonde’s lips as a greeting. “Hey. I’m ready.” He proclaims then, already on the way to their car."Well, then let's be off." Luche nods, after returning the kiss. "You sit in the back. No hovering around while we're driving." He reminds Cinder, holding the door to the back of the car open for the fire-bomb to get in. "Wanna drive?" He asks, holding out the keys to Tredd. Cinder bobs back and forth and then jumps into the car to plop down in the middle of the backseat, so he can have a good look around.Tredd glances at the keys, considering the offer for a moment before he shakes his head. “Nah, I had my fair share of driving today. I’ll take over for the second half of the way.” He decides, getting into the passenger’s seat. Luche curtly lifts an eyebrow, then shrugs. "Okay." He nods, closing the door behind Cinder. Then he gets behind the wheel and pulls off into the traffic driving towards the city gates."Been on patrol today?" He inquires. The traffic is smooth at this time of the day so he does not need that much concentration to navigate through it. “Yeah.” The redhead nods. “It was kinda crazy this morning. Shoplifting here, a missing cat there, an old lady who couldn’t find her keys anymore, a stolen Car and so on.” He mutters, suppressing a yawn. "Sounds like your day wasn't any better than mine." Luche assesses.Once they reach the city gate, Petra, who has to work the afternoon shift today waves when he recognizes Luche’s car, he lets them pass without any disturbance. “Can you stop at Alstor’s Coernix station?” Tredd asks, looking over at his boyfriend. The blonde curtly nods when they pass Petra, then casts a glance at the redhead. "I can, although I won't need to refuel that early." He nods. They have to pass there anyway so a stop would not hurt.“I know,” the redhead mumbles, “I just want to grab the new ‘inside gaming’ that released today before I succumb to boredom. I didn’t have the time to do so in the morning.” He explains, leaning back in his seat comfortably. Cinder bounces around slightly on the backseat, but he does as Luche told him and does not hover around."No bouncing either." Luche glares at Cinder via the rear mirror. "Or else I'll buckle you up for the rest of the trip." He adds, then turns his gaze back on the street. "Shouldn't be a problem to get the magazine there." He nods. For a few moments the stays silent, then sighs. "I so need the time off. Noctis is really breaking my nerves." The blonde mumbles. "As if Regis placed him in my office on purpose to make me change my decision."Cinder grumbles but quits bouncing, nonetheless. Tredd chuckles as he brings his seat into a more horizontal position, folding his arms behind his head. “That bad, huh?” he wants to know. “It’s not like I don’t need our little holiday either.”"Horrible. It's a miracle he gets all term papers ready on time. Always tired, always complaining. Late every second day." Luche shakes his head. "He isn't stupid, just horribly lazy. I gave him a list with tasks to complete while I'm away. I bet he doesn't get through half of it, and even that only if Crowe keeps constantly checking on him." The blonde adds. "Yeah, we both earned us some days off." Luche nods, casting a short smile at Tredd.“Oh boy. Well, it might be well calculated indeed. Maybe Regis alone wouldn’t do it on purpose, but knowing that he is best friends with Clarus and Cor…” Tredd ponders, returning the smile with half-closed eyes. "If that's the case, they really go lengths to get me into the prosecution." Luche shakes his head. "So much for accepting a 'no'." He sighs."It's not that I don't know the tasks but... I don't know, I think I'm in the best position possible already." He wonders. "What do you think I should do?" Luche turns to Tredd for a moment, then looks back at the road ahead. “I don’t know, really.” The redhead puffs his cheeks. “As a lawyer you can defend those who otherwise wouldn’t stand a chance, as a member of the prosecution you can fight against those who make others suffer or worse.” He states.“It depends on your preferences, if you’d rather be the one attacking or defending.” Tredd concludes his considerations. "I can attack pretty well as a lawyer, too." Luche shrugs. "The thing is, as a lawyer I can choose my clients, my cases. I could stay an assigned council as well for our compatriots." The blonde sighs. "On the other hand, Izunia and his men are locked up, we have a new city council. The cases raised due to prejudices and manipulated situations should dwindle in their numbers, if not diminish completely." He falls silent for a moment."And in that case, working for the prosecution might make more sense." Luche sighs again. "Well, maybe getting my mind off things helps." The redhead shrugs as well. “I could rank up in the police as well, but… actually I like what I do, and Pelna feels the same, so we’re happy with how things are going.” He mumbles thoughtfully."But that would bring you a raise in salary. And as a detective you'd still be out in the streets. Just not patrolling anymore." Luche suggests. "I mean, you're clever enough to pass the test for a new rank. You both are. And you could still be partners." The blonde shrugs. "You shouldn't throw that idea overboard, just because you like it like it is right now." He adds.Tredd lifts his shoulders. “Yeah, I know. It’s just, I like patrolling. Well most of the time, that is. I’m not insecure about the test.” He shrugs. “I might consider it in the future. Might look weird if I’m old and grey when I can finally afford a cool fiery red roadster.” He adds with a chuckle."That would look hilarious." Luche snorts in amusement. "But yeah, no need to rush it." He nods. "We'll reach the Coernix station soon so you can get your magazine before you fall asleep on me." He nudges Tredd playfully and softly against the shoulder. A little bit later he pulls off the street and onto the parking lot of said gas station.Tredd chuckles slightly. “Do you want to come with me or just wait?” he asks while unbuckling himself. "I think I'll wait. I don't need anything right now." The blonde answers. "Shouldn't take you too long anyway." Tredd nods. “Alright. I’ll be right back.” He says and then opens the door to get out of the car. Cinder takes the chance and dashes outside as well.The redhead rolls his eyes and sighs, then closes the door and enters the station’s little shop, letting the fire-bomb follow him. Inside, he looks around for his magazine while Cinder hovers towards the snacks, taking a pack of crackers, some chocolate bars and a bag of chips as a matter of course and lays them down on the counter next to the cashier.With a resigned groan Tredd returns with his magazine. He neither has the time nor the energy to argue right now, so he submits to his fate and just pays everything. “You carry that yourself!” he addresses Cinder and then makes a face when the cashier is nice enough to put everything into a small plastic bag which he hands Cinder. The fire-bomb grins widely and makes his way back to the car.Tredd follows him with a sigh and opens the door to let Cinder hover inside again before he flops down on the passenger seat again. Luche rolls his eyes when Cinder dashes outside. He can well guess what the creature wants. The blonde groans when he sees his guess was right. "At least you'll be content for the rest of the trip." He grumbles. "Don't stain the seats." He warns Cinder. Once the fire-bomb has settled and Tredd has fastened the seat belt once more, Luche pulls off back on the streets.Cinder makes a noise that sounds like a ‘Yaya…’ and fumbles the crackers out of the bag. Tredd shakes his head. “He wouldn’t do that!” he claims before he gets comfortable again to have a look at his magazine. "Can't hurt to warn him jst in case." Luche states. Cinder growls unhappily. He does not like unjustified warnings. While driving the blonde glances over at Tredd every once in a while. "Anything interesting?" He inquires.Tredd concentrates on reading, so Luche doesn’t get too distracted from driving. “Nothing special.” He mumbles an answer before he turns the pages and stares at another article that makes him widen his eyes. “No, wait!” he blurts out, reading even faster. "What is it?" The blonde wants to know, squinting over but then concentrates on the road again, waiting for the redhead to finish reading.“Whoa, this is awesome, seriously! Pelna’s gonna be over the moon!” Tredd assumes, a grin spreading on his lips. “Well, you know our boring VR systems, right?” he inquires then. “What would you say if it were possible to fully dive into a virtual world as if it were your own? Like uh… seamlessly, or as if you were dreaming?” he inquires, sounding quite excited.Luche nods. "Yeah, I know those systems." Hesays regarding the usual Virtual Reality systems. "Is that even possible? I mean, that sounds more like from a science fiction story or the like." He adds, glancing over to the magazine once more. “Uhm… well… I don’t know.” Tredd blinks a few times, scratching his neck with his free hand.“But there are rumors of highly classified information about a new full dive VR project, which was accidentally leaked. It says that the technology is ready to start a public beta soon, and that now that the public caught wind of it, it might only be a matter of time until the ones behind the project officially announce it and open the registration for the public beta.” Tredd tells his boyfriend.“There’s an image too, that is said to be part of the leak. Looks like a simple visor to me, but rumors have it that the thing is capable of transmitting any information directly to the brain of a player, so they can truly dive into virtual worlds, thus the name.” he keeps going, apparently more than just interested into the whole thing.Luche quickly glances over at the magazine once more to catch a glimpse of the picture. "Still sounds and looks like science fiction stuff. You can't be sure it's not just a prop from a movie that needs some curious advertising. Or even just fake?" He sounds far from convinced that this is a real thing.Tredd shrugs. “Well it’s a prestigious trade magazine. If it were fake, then such a good one that even they fall for it. But imagine these rumors were true. If that device could really communicate directly with the brain of a player, that would mean that there wouldn’t be any such thing as physical limits. That would be the ultimate experience!” he ponders excitedly.“I’ll definitely keep my eyes open, and if there should ever be sign-ups for a public beta, you can count me in, and I’ll sign you up too.” He says with a gleeful grin and pulls his phone out of his pocket to take a photo of the article and send it right to their group chat before he shoves the device back into his pocket.Luche lifts an eyebrow. "Yeah, of course, you'd do that." He shakes his head. "Well, guess we have to wait and see if that is real or not." He answers. Pelna is of course as excited about the news in the article as Tredd. The redhead chuckles in amusement. “Yeah, seems so.” He mumbles, while Cinder contently crunches his chips on the backseat. “Tell me if you want to switch, yeah?” Tredd addresses the blonde after a while."Sure." Luche nods. "We can switch when I need to refuel, so basically the wheel is yours at the next gas station." He answers to Tredd’s question. "You can stock up on snacks for him too. Bet he has devoured them all by then." He adds with an amused chuckle. Tredd sighs, casting a look at the backseat. Cinder smiles innocently, as much as a fire-bomb is capable of smiling, and holds up the nearly empty bag. “Unbelievable.” The redhead mutters and shakes his head.At the next gas station Tredd does indeed stock up on snacks, so Cinder is occupied and does not even think of doing something stupid. Also the redhead takes the wheel from here, trying to drive reasonably enough so that they reach Lestallum safe and sound well after dusk. The redhead stops the car in the parking lot and gets out. Cinder follows him right away.“Bring your waste and throw it away.” Tredd reminds the fire-bomb. Under slight grumbling the creature does as ordered and dumps the plastic bag in one of the trashcans nearby. Luche gets out of the car and stretches. "So, let’s get to the hotel." He states opening the trunk to get their luggage out. "Well at least he cleaned that mess up." He adds regarding Cinder."Behave in the hotel. I would like to have a nice stay here, okay?" The blonde addresses Cinder directly. Then he closes the trunk and grabs the bags, leaving it up to Tredd to lock up the car. The fire-bomb rolls his eyes and growls softly. “Yaaah!” he lets out, sounding slightly unnerved. Tredd chuckles, grabbing his bag and locking the car before he takes a first look around.“Nice!” the redhead assesses and then takes a deep breath. “But it’s incredibly hot out here, even at that time of day, or rather night.” He sighs, while Cinder seems to enjoy the fact. “Hopefully they have air conditioning at the hotel.” Tredd mumbles and starts moving. “They certainly do." Luche nods. "I checked that beforehand when I planned that trip." He adds while they walk over to the hotel.The streets are still bustling with people, food stalls offer tasty smelling snacks and from a bit farther away the sounds of a street musician wafts over to them. The hotel is one of the pricier ones. Luche checks them in, grabs the keycard and leads them up to their room. It is a big, nicely furnished and decorated room. There is a huge bed in the center of the room as well as a comfortable sofa."Well, you can have that for yourself." Luche looks at Cinder pointing at the sofa, then puts down his bag at one side of the bed. Cinder looks at Luche, as if he told him that he was allowed to order all the food he wanted, then he first jumps onto the bed, bouncing around on it and doing somersaults while he squeaks happily.Tredd chuckles, leaving his bags on the other side of the bed. “That one’s ours.” He reminds Cinder then. The fire-bomb grins widely and then jumps over to the couch, where he gets comfortable in a corner with a fluffy pillow. “Alright, let’s order something for dinner and then go to bed, I’m really tired and we want to see something of the environment tomorrow.” The redhead eventually suggests.Luche rolls his eyes. "You know the difference between a bed and a sofa." He states dryly addressing the fire-bomb directly. "Yes, let's order something." He agrees, looking out for the room service menu. "And I think I could use a shower afterwards." The blonde adds with a wink, sitting down on the bed with the menu in hand. “Same here.” Tredd joins his boyfriend, as well as Cinder does, when he hears that he can expect some food.After they picked and ordered their favorites it does not take long until their dinner is served. As to expect from a place like this, it’s really good. The bathroom is nice and spacious, as is the shower. By the time they come back into their room to crawl into bed, they find Cinder sleeping soundly on the couch. Not long after Tredd wrapped himself around Luche he falls asleep as well.After a decent night's sleep and a very tasty breakfast they get on the first excursion of their trip. Much to Cinder's delight they get a tour to and as close as possible to the meteor. As close as the heat it emanates permits. Their guide has a lot very interesting information to share about it. They also get the chance to take pictures.Back in Lestallum and after a good shower to cool down they decide to check out the market and have something from the many food stalls in the city. The many opportunities to just sit and idle around listening to street musicians are so inviting they just give in to it. They are on vacation after all.The program for the next day is quite a contrast to the day before. After seeing the meteor the day before, they drive to an ice cavern not far from Lestallum for a climbing tour through said cavern after breakfast. This time they do not get a tour guide. The path they need to choose is marked with signs and bands along the way. Equipment can be rented in front of the cavern. They also get some radio set so they get in touch if they need anything or an emergency occurs.“So yesterday it was something that suited my spirit, and today it’s yours, huh?” Tredd yells in an attempt to drown out the waterfall that pours down next to them before he shoots a first, quick glance into the darkness ahead. Cinder tries not to come into contact with the splashing water."Yeah, you could place it like that." Luche yells back with a grin. They are given lamps to clamp on their helmets and each one to put on their belts. "Ready?" The blonde asks, making the first step into the cavern. Inside it is dark and the temperature literally drops. "Good that we're dressed for the occasion." The blonde grins, switching on his lights. There are lights along the path as well with some distance between them. The ice sparkles under the light of the lamps.“Yeah.” Tredd nods and follows Luche into the cave. Cinder grumbles softly and hovers behind them. Once the temperature drops though, he rushes towards Tredd and fumbles around with the zipper of the redhead’s jacket. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asks, watching the fire-bomb curiously. Cinder makes an unwilling sound and then squeezes himself into Tredd’s jacket. As much as he liked the meteor, he hates this."Maybe you should have gotten him his own warm jacket." The blonde chuckles. "Can you climb with that bulge at your front?" He asks, still looking amused. Tredd snorts. “Haven’t seen a jacket that suits a fire-bomb yet.” He retorts and then snickers upon the blonde’s last words. “If anyone knows best what I am capable of with a bulge at my front, then it’s you.” He mumbles dryly while a soft blush spreads on his cheeks.Luche huffs laughingly. "That I do know." He nods with a grin. "A bit cold in here for that though." The blonde ads with a mischievous grin. “Besides, I always wanted to know how a pregnant woman feels climbing around in an ice cavern.” The redhead adds ironically. “At least he is pleasantly warm.” Luche nods again. "Well, then let's go."With that he gets on the marked track. There are ropes spanned along the way so they can secure themselves while climbing. There are slopes they need to slide down, rims to carefully climb along and tracks where walking is pretty easy. As easy as one can walk on thick ice.Tredd follows his boyfriend with Cinder tucked away safely. He still looks quite amused. “Whoa, it’s pretty slippery, and I don’t think that I would like falling down a slope.” He says after some time, carefully placing one foot in front of the other. “It’s a fascinating place, though.”“That's what the ropes are for." Luche points at the ropes spanned above them and the ones they have at their belts. "If you slip, that holds you." He adds, cautiously moving onwards. "Yes, it really is. Interesting enough that it can exist with the meteor not that far away." The blonde pauses for a moment, taking in the view of some icy stalagmites and stalactites that seem to form an alley leading down to the bottom of the cavern.“Must have been touched by Shiva once.” Tredd supposes. Cinder makes a disgusted sound, peering out of Tredd’s jacket every once in a while. “Yeah yeah, I know, you’d rather climb down into the crater of Ravatogh.” The redhead mutters. “Although it’d be interesting to see if Ifrit’s body really rests there.”Luche shakes his head in amusement. "That's probably even hotter than at the meteor. There is a hiking trail near the volcano but I don't know how close you get to see much of it." He adds. The path starts to wind down through a long icy tunnel. Apart from their steps nothing can be heard in the depths of the cavern. And so they are unaware of a little ice-bomb following them. It was drawn there by the sparkle their lamps create on the ice.“He’s a fire-bomb, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind getting closer than anyone else.” Tredd retorts with a chuckle, providently grabbing the rope as he slowly follows Luche down the path. "Yeah, Cinder is, but you aren't. So he would be the only one who could check out the depth of the Ravatogh." The blonde states. The path keeps slowly winding down. It is not only a tunnel, in between one can catch a glimpse of the whole cavern through holes in the ice.For some mysterious reason that sparkles as well in a soft blue light. The little ice-bomb keeps creeping behind them in some distance. Close enough to see the lights and the glittering ice but far away enough to be able to avoid being spotted by hiding. “Which would be enough, he could just tell me if he found Ifrit’s body or not.” Tredd answers with a shrug. Inside the redhead’s jacket, Cinder lets out a happy “Yaaah!”“See?” Tredd chuckles, watching the shimmering ice. “Hey, where does that blue light come from all of a sudden?” he inquires curiously. "What?" Luche acts like he does not know what the redhead is talking about. "Oh, well, probably just reflections." He shrugs looking quite neutral. The tunnel takes a long turn ending in a kind of opening at the bottom of the cavern.In that opening a small half closed igloo was built. Open enough to look inside but closed enough to be sheltered from the cold. It is made of clear ice as well as the snowy one of the cave. The flickering light of candles burning inside creates the blue-ish light that lets the ice glitter outside. The interior of the igloo is decorated with flowers, artificial ones of course, it is too cold for real ones, and even those already have a thin layer of ice upon them, so they sparkle as well in the candlelight.“Doesn’t look like a reflection.” Tredd answers back, then suddenly stops when he becomes aware of the scene in front of them. “What on Eos…” he trails off, watching the Igloo in surprise with widened eyes. Cinder casts a look out of Tredd’s jacket as well, just to hide again immediately. Luche just smiles, reaching out to take Tredd's hand to lead him to the igloo.The ice-bomb follows in tow, still keeping some distance even though it is hard with all that glistering. Thanks to the candles it is much warmer inside the igloo and thanks to the cold nothing melts. The flowers are roses in different colors. There is also a small table with something that looks like a champagne cooler and two glasses."Well, I thought you might like something... romantic." Luche says in a calm yet casual way. He lets go of the redhead’s hand, fumbling something out of his pocket while he lets Tredd take in the scenery. Tredd blinks a few times as they enter. He looks at the table and the flowers with still widened eyes. “How did you manage that?” he wants to know in surprise, unable to avert his gaze.Cinder frees himself of Tredd’s jacket to hover over to the candles and then stops in the heat above the flames. That is so much better than just the jacket! "I have my contacts." Luche answers, pulling out whatever he has in his pocket. He briefly glances over at Cinder, then steps next to Tredd. "I've been thinking a lot lately." The blonde clears his throat a bit. “Huh?” the redhead blinks again, giving his boyfriend a questioning look."I know it took me a long time to realize that I wanted you in my life. Lucky for me you were patient or persistent enough to keep asking." Luche pauses for a moment. "During the last weeks, I came to think that it might be the time for the next step. So not only you but everybody else knows that you belong to me, at my side." The redhead opens his mouth to say something but closes it right away. Cinder watches them curiously, but he does not interfere.At that point the blonde kneels down, revealing what he has in his hand. It is a small jewelry box that he opens while speaking on. "So I'm asking you now: Will you marry me?" He looks up to the redhead, the warmth in his eyes and voice competes with the warmth of the candles, revealing how deep his feelings for Tredd are.Tredd’s eyes widen once more when Luche falls to his knees. He swallows hard, staring at his boyfriend in disbelief for a moment, then at the offered rings and back, while he needs a moment to process the words he just heard. Cinder squeaks in excitement, and if he could, he would probably applaud. As realization hits, the redhead blinks rapidly this time, trying to fight back the tears that are welling up in his eyes, but he gives up pretty soon.He takes a deep breath, swallowing again and just nods, since he does not trust his voice in this moment. After inhaling deeply once more he dares to reply. “Yes, I will!” he blurts out, kneeling down as well in an attempt to throw his arms around his lover and pull him close. Cinder blinks and then sniffles quietly, hoping that nobody would notice it.In the box sit two rings, one mainly made of a copper in a very fiery hue with one short silver band with a soft icy hue. The other ring is quite the opposite with silver being the main metal. Both are brushed, which gives them a humble, yet glittery surface. Where copper and silver meet the metal is worked in a way that makes it look like both colors would mingle without mixing.Luche throws his arms around the redhead as well, pulling him close. For the moment he does not care about the fact that they are sitting on pure ice. Still holding the ring-box he turns his head, placing his lips on Tredd's for a loving kiss. Tredd returns the kiss eagerly while he closes his eyes. Happy tears run down his cheeks and the coldness of the ice around them has long been replaced with the warmth he feels inside his chest.Now that the humans are occupied the little ice-bomb takes the chance and darts into the igloo as well. First it glances at the glittering flowers then it spots the rings. Their soft shimmer draws it closer. Oh these are so nice. And the humans just do not care about them. At least it seems that way to the icy creature. So it reaches out, trying to snatch the box from Luche's hand.Cinder blinks and then watches curiously as he becomes aware of the ice-bomb, who tries to steal the wedding rings. He dashes towards it and stares, obviously attempting to provoke a stare-down, while he growls. The little ice-bomb backs away a little. Instead of staring back, it looks questioningly at Cinder. "Uaaah?" It points at the rings as if asking if it could have them. Cinder huffs and shakes himself. The rings belong to Tredd and Luche!The ice-bomb's eyes widen. "Uuaaah?" It makes meekly, again pointing at the rings, looking as innocent as an ice-bomb can. Cinder lets out a sound of denial and points at the two humans instead. "Uaaah!" The ice-bomb exclaims, throwing its short arms into the air. The sounds start to trickle into Luche’s consciousness and he starts to blink, reluctantly breaking the kiss.Tredd gasps for air as the kiss ends. He opens his eyes again, and for a few heartbeats still, he does not take note of anything but his fiancé, but then the squeaking behind his back lets him turn his head to cast a curious glance over his shoulder. “You even organized an ice-bomb?” the redhead inquires then, looking rather impressed."What?" Luche blinks again, shifting a bit to look over Tredd's shoulder. "I haven't." He shakes his head, pulling the hand that holds the rings back. "Uaaahhh." The ice-bomb makes a sad sound when the rings disappear from its view. "Probably lives down here." He guesses, shifting once more to put the box down on his knee. "But before we tend to that further, we have something else to do." The blonde smiles softly, pulling out the copper ring to slip it on the redhead's finger.“You’re kidding me!” Tredd pouts, obviously believing that Luche somehow even got the bomb here. He lets him do the ring exchange though, regarding his own with a happy sparkle in his eyes for a moment before he takes the silver version out of the box to slip it on his fiancé’s finger. “They’re beautiful.” He mumbles quietly while he looks deep into his lover’s eyes, a gentle smile on his lips.Luche holds out his hand, his eyes following the ring when Tredd slips it on his finger. "That they are." He nods. "And unique on top of that..." While he speaks the ice-bomb hovers around the redhead to get a good sight on the rings. "Uah!" It looks at them as if it wants to confirm the blonde's words. Tredd cannot help but to chuckle slightly. “I think a little someone shares our opinion.” He states. Cinder snorts, before he tries to get a good glance as well.The ice-bomb bobs back and forth as if agreeing to the redhead's word. "Uuuah." It states. "Seems like that." Luche shakes his head, glancing at the ring on his finger. He shifts again. "Let's get up, it's a bit too cold to sit here." The blonde remarks. putting the box away and gets up, holding out his hand to Tredd to help him up.The redhead nods and grabs Luche’s hand to get up. Once he stands he sniffles and wipes the remaining tears away from his cheeks. “You’re right.” He admits, casting a short glance at the table before he pulls Luche into a tight embrace once more. “I have no idea how you arranged this, but… it’s amazing. I love you.” He whispers softly. Cinder huffs, then hovers back to the candles for now. It’s damn cold in here after all!"I love you, too. As I said, I have contacts. One of the good sides of being a well-known lawyer." Luche grins slightly, grabbing a piccolo bottle of champagne from the cooler. He opens it, pouring some of it into both glasses, then hands one to Tredd. "So I guess your wish during the fireworks came true?" He asks, smiling softly.The redhead laughs in amusement. “Yeah, you knew that this whole time, huh?” he asks, taking the glass with a loving smile. “So, we drink to that, and our engagement?” he adds with a wink. "I did." Luche simply nods, his eyes still filled with loving warmth. "To the fulfillment of wishes and our future, I'd say." He holds out his glass for clinking.The ice-bomb, obviously a pretty curious little creature, hovers closer to get a good look at the sparkling liquid and, of course, the rings. Tredd clinks their glasses. “To the fulfillment of wishes, and to us.” He says, still beaming with happiness. He takes a sip, squinting over at the ice-bomb next to them. “You didn’t wish for an ice-bomb by any chance?” he asks Luche and grins widely."I certainly didn't. Cinder is enough." The blonde shakes his head, making a step away from the ice-bomb. The icy creature shakes itself making a pouting face. It would definitely like to stay with people who have sparkly things. From his spot above the candle-flames Cinder snorts upon Luche’s words. If he could, he would cross his arms in front of him.“Awww, but isn’t it cute?” Tredd grins, reaching out with his free hand in an attempt to pat the ice-bomb. Luche inclines his head a bit. "No?" He answers even though that does not sound very convincing. It is an ice-bomb and it is obviously behaving better than Cinder most of the time. But, of course, the blonde would never admit that. The little icy creature squeaks softly letting Tredd pat him, looking quite happy. Luche sighs, taking a sip from his glass.Taking another sip, Tredd pulls his hand back and grins. “Well, you chose this place, if it lives here, that’s what you signed up for.” He says with a wink. “But while we’re here… uh…” he puts the glass down on the table and fumbles for his phone. “Are my eyes reddened?” he asks while unlocking it. "I don't think I voted for ice-bombs." Luche shrugs, then takes a closer look at Tredd. "No, your eyes are okay." He answers, putting his glass down as well.“Heh great!” the redhead exclaims gleefully. “Hey Cinder, we need a photo-bomb!” he calls over to the candles where the fire-bomb still hovers above their flames. The creature squeaks joyfully and darts over to them. “Want on the image, too?” Tredd asks the ice-bomb, waving with his phone. "Uah!" the icy creature makes, snuggling up against Luche before the blonde can say anything. "Good grief." He mumbles. "Want to break the news with the photo as well?" He asks, nodding towards their rings.“Yup!” Tredd retorts and chuckles when the ice-bomb cuddles Luche right away. Cinder does the same with the redhead who holds out his phone with one hand, taking his fiancé’s hand with the other, to hold it so that the rings can be seen on the photo. “Alright, everybody smile!” he instructs and then takes the picture.The ice-bomb grins happily in the direction of the phone. Luche sighs but does not push the creature away. Instead he focuses on the camera a smile on his face. Try as he might, the warmth in his eyes and the happiness in his smile cannot be hidden. Once the picture is taken, Tredd casts a curious look at his phone’s display and then nods. “Perfect!” he decides, typing a short greeting, before he sends the image into their group chat, locking the phone right after that to shove it back into his pocket.They both know that the chat will explode immediately, and the image should say everything anyway. “Made a new friend?” The redhead asks Luche teasingly, nodding towards the cuddling ice-bomb. "Hmpf." Is the only comment Tredd gets upon that remark. Luche grabs his glass again to empty it. "That message only gets sent when we're back outside the cave." He states, putting the glass down again. "What do you say, we go back up, find a nice restaurant to eat and celebrate?" He asks.Even though the blonde looks at Tredd, the ice-bomb bobs up and down as if to agree to his suggestion. “Which is for the better.” Tredd chuckles and then nods. “Food sounds awesome, especially after all the climbing.” He agrees, glancing over at the ice-bomb with a raised eyebrow while Cinder bounces around in anticipation. Eventually he empties his glass as well."Then let's go." Luche nods, preparing to leave and climb the way back up to the surface. The ice-bomb jumps into the air with a squeak, then follows the blonde. "What do you think you're doing?" He asks the creature. As an answer it points at Luche then itself and then up the way to the exit. "Don't tell me you want to come with us?" The blonde asks audibly struggling with his own perception. Again the ice-bomb bobs back and forth."Good grief." Luche sighs slapping his hand against his forehead. Tredd cannot help but to laugh. “So you made a new friend indeed. I think you can imagine the comments everybody will make about you and ice.” He chuckles in amusement as he starts moving. “Maybe you’re lucky and it just wants to escort you back outside safely.” He keeps teasing. Cinder squeezes himself under Tredd’s jacket again, it’s still damn cold after all!"I hope so." Luche states continuing to walk again. The ice-bomb follows. And not only to the exit but from there, back to the car as well. "What the...?" The blonde lifts an eyebrow when the creature keeps following. "You can't come with us." He states. The ice-bomb makes a face then shakes itself as if shaking a head. For a moment it seems to ponder before it turns to Luche with the biggest eyes and the saddest expression it could muster.The redhead tilts his head to the side, watching the scene between his fiancé and the creature. Cinder comes out from underneath the fabric of Tredd’s jacket, eyeing the ice-bomb in a mixture of curiosity and surprise. “Guess you have been ice-bombed.” Tredd comments with a wide grin. "Gods have mercy." Luche groans, staring at the ice-bomb which starts to let out sad sounds looking like a poor outcast creature.Cinder looks thoughtful for a moment, then he hovers close to the ice-bomb, glaring at Luche with big puppy eyes as well. The blonde presses his lips together, about to reject the icy creature but in the end he does not have the heart to do it. With another sigh he opens the car door. "Get in you two." He mumbles addressing both bombs.Cinder squeaks happily, then grabs the ice-bomb by its claw to pull it into the car with him. On the backseat he bounces around in joy for a moment, then sinks down onto the seat. The ice-bomb follows Cinder looking quite happy. Quickly it gets comfortable next to the fire-bomb. “What was that?” Tredd wants to know chortling, after they both got into the car, the redhead taking the passenger seat again.Luche blinks, shakes his head and sighs. "Hopefully not the worst mistake in my life." He mumbles, getting behind the wheel to drive back to Lestallum. Now that they are back on the surface the group chat quickly comes to life due to the picture Tredd posted. The redhead chuckles in amusement. “Well that means twice the food he devours,” he nods into Cinder’s direction, “Twice the space on the sofa and most importantly…”The redhead pauses for a moment to pull his phone out of his pocket, “Even more stupid comments about us and fire and ice.” He adds with a grin, scrolling through all the messages they got, that are obviously congratulations, and of course lots of teasing remarks, and most of them have something to do with then, fire and ice as anticipated."I'm aware of that." Luche sighs. "But those comments would come nonetheless, given the place I chose for the proposal." He adds. "Something we have to deal with, I guess." The blonde sighs again. The ice-bomb on the backseat squeaks enthusiastically, throwing its arms in the air. Driving is obviously fun. Cinder giggles, while Tredd leans back in his seat.“Yeah, we have to. While we can perfectly ignore the chat right now, we won’t be able to ignore them once we get home. And what do you think is the first thing that happens, if anyone gets wind of your new friend here, huh?” the redhead asks, shoving the phone back in his packet again. "I'll just blame it on your bad influence." Luche casts a glance at Tredd, slightly grinning."Uuuuaaaah!" comes a sound from the backseat. The ice-bomb throws its arms into the air again, really enjoying itself. "Well at least one of us has fun." The blonde sighs. "So, were shall we eat with two elemental bombs in tow? I'm not sure if a decent restaurant will let us in." He ponders, glancing into the rear mirror just to see the icy creature make the most innocent face a bomb can make.Apparently Cinder is in a great mood as well, although he refrains from bouncing around on the backseat. “There’s a restaurant where we could eat outside not too far from the hotel, and there are stalls and tables and benches at the bazaar, although I doubt that it is a good idea to go there again with two curious bombs in tow.” Tredd ponders, briefly glancing at the rear mirror."Yeah, sitting outside is a good idea." Luche nods. "That way the two of them don't disturb anyone." He nods in the direction of the two bombs. "The sofa should suffice for them both. No sneaking into the bed." He mainly addresses the ice-bomb, even though it probably does not even know what a bed or a couch is. It just looks as happy as it possibly could be, even though it is much warmer as in that icy cave. At least now it has nice company.“There’s something more.” Tredd remarks, when Luche pulls into the parking lot again. “Your friend needs a name, or how are you going to address it?” he inquires, hopping out of the car before he opens the backdoor for the two creatures. The little ice-bomb hovers out of the car curiously. "Uah." It states as if saying that it is nice but warm."Ermm..." Luche scratches the back of his head. "I was actually hoping it'll be fed up with the warmth and would just want to go back to the cave." The ice-bomb shakes itself, an expression on its face that clearly says 'NO!'. Then it hovers over to the blonde, snuggling up to him, looking up at him as sweet and innocent as possible.For a moment Luche is really rendered speechless. He visibly fights with himself, intending to reject the creature but then again who could resist such a cute little ice-bomb? One that is so nice and cold in the heat? With a deep sigh he curtly pats its head. "Well... what about... Snow?" He asks, saying what first comes to his mind. The ice-bomb ponders a moment. "Uuuah!" It answers seeming to be content with the name. "Then Snow it is." Luche nods.Tredd watches the scene and chuckles slightly. “I knew that you could fight fire with fire, but I never thought that you could melt ice with even more ice.” He states teasingly, throwing an arm around his fiancé. "Must be your heat melting my oh so cold heart down." Luche says softly and playfully nudges Tredd in the side. "But don't tell anybody. I have a reputation to lose." He adds more quietly, pulling the redhead closer for a soft and loving kiss.“Well then, let’s go find us something nice to eat, then.” Tredd mumbles after gently returning the kiss, his eyes still sparkling with amusement. Cinder bobs back and forth and then follows gladly. "Uaaaah!" Snow excitedly throws his arms into the air as he follows next to Cinder.It does not take long until they find that little restaurant Tredd mentioned. And a little bit secluded table is free, so they have some privacy and can eat undisturbed. Surprisingly Snow is very well behaved, even using the cutlery after briefly observing the humans using it. They all enjoy a nice and tasty meal, leaving no one hungry.After a little walk through the city they return to the hotel. Snow darts for the bed but then follows Cinder’s example and gets comfortable on the sofa. So a more intimate celebration takes place once the engaged couple had a nice shower and both bombs are soundly asleep on the sofa.After another day lounging and wandering about the city of Lestallum they drive back to Insomnia the morning after, with Cinder and Snow on the backseats. The travel back is as uneventful as to Lestallum, except that they need the doubled amount of snacks since once he got a taste of it Snow wants to have the same as Cinder.In the evening they arrive in Insomnia safe and sound. The sight of the city, the elevator, and the view from Luche's apartment is commented with lots of 'Uahs' from Snow. Knowing that a sofa can be used to sit and sleep on he does exactly that, finding himself a nice place on it. "I guess, we need to buy a bigger one." The blonde sighs with a yawn. "Well, I think we follow the example and get comfortable in our bed." Luche adds, grabbing his fiancé's hand to pull him along.Tredd laughs and tries to get free. “Hey, wait a second!” he protests, snatching his phone from the table to unlock it. Cinder plops down on the sofa as well and slowly slips closer to Snow, until he cuddles up to the ice-bomb, shuddering slightly, since it feels quite cold at first. He makes an innocent face, blinking a few times. "What?" Luche stops in his tracks, turning towards the sofa.Snow turns a bit, glancing at Cinder. That fire-bomb is so warm. But he is nice and friendly and he seems to like cuddling. And cuddling is nice. Even with something so warm. So Snow snuggles up a bit up to Cinder seeming quite content. The redhead grins and aligns his phone, taking a picture of the two bombs cuddling on their sofa.And of course that image is sent to their group chat immediately. "So much for fire and ice." Luche chuckles slightly. "You are aware that this will trigger even more stupid comments than anything else, right?" He shakes his head. The redhead giggles happily. “Yup! Which is why I’ll leave the damn thing here for tonight.” He waves with his constantly buzzing phone and then places it on the table.“Good night!” he wishes the bombs and then drags Luche into the bedroom with him. “We can take care of our friends tomorrow. Right now there’s something else I’d like to take care of.” He mumbles, a mischievous smile on his lips. "Yes, that really needs more attention than your buzzing phone." Luche grins, pulling Tredd close. "Much more attention." He adds kissing his fiancé passionately while slowly moving towards their bed.
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The night has been a long one, just like the nights before. Nyx had his hands full with observations and investigations on a case of child abduction. The parent that actually kidnapped the child proved to be a pretty tough one. It had all been well-planned, so he and Aranea took turns finding the child. While she worked all day he took on the night shifts.Now that the child is safely back with the parent entitled to custody he can finally call it a day, or rather night and go home. A quick glance at his watch tells him that he does not have to sneak into the apartment, since Cor should already be up. So he unlocks the door and enters the flat, leaving coat and shoes at the wardrobe. Then he walks into the kitchen, looking really tired but relieved.Of course, Cor has gotten up and now stands in the kitchen preparing breakfast. A short smile flits over his face when he hears the door. The prosecutor grabs a cup from the shelf and pours coffee into it. "Hey." He greets Nyx, stepping over to him to greet his fiancé with a soft kiss, handing him the cup afterwards. "Want some breakfast?" Cor points towards the sandwiches he is preparing. "How went the observation tonight?"“Morning.” Nyx mumbles, returning the kiss tenderly. He takes the cup with a soft smile. “Thank you, I really need that now.” He sighs, taking a good sip right away. He nods upon Cor’s question and leans against the counter, suppressing a yawn. “We finally found the boy and returned him to his mother safely.” He tells Cor, rubbing his face with his free hand.“And you? Have a tough day in court ahead of you?” he inquires, yawning for real this time. Cor returns to preparing a few more sandwiches. "It's great you found him." He assesses, putting the sandwiches on two plates. "Yeah, looks like that. One would think that the city would quiet down now but no. Gangs, pedlars, cutpurses, and thugs of all kinds seem to feel the need to fill the void Izunia left. And with one prosecutor short we have far too many cases to deal with." Cor sighs deeply, pouring himself a coffee as well.Then he puts the plates on the table, grabs his coffee and sits down motioning Nyx to sit as well. "I really wish Luche would reverse his decision." He adds, biting into one of his sandwiches. Nyx sets his cup down on the table and plops down on his chair. “It’s not like crime would subside just because Izunia is gone. We’ll always have plenty to do. Might just seem different because of the open job.” He assesses."The workload increased. Before we had to face just one big organization. Now it's many individuals trying to wriggle their way through the system. And with one prosecutor short it seems like we won't see an end of it any time soon." Cor states, pointing at the sandwiches. "You should eat before you go to sleep. It's of no use if you wake up early because you're hungry." The prosecutor adds.“Yeah yeah, don’t worry.” Nyx mumbles with a yawn and grabs one of the sandwiches to take a bite. “Did I miss anything these last few days? I forgot checking whenever I woke up.” He wants to know after swallowing, then takes another bite. Cor lifts an eyebrow, then chuckles a bit. "In that case you missed quite a lot." Still grinning a bit he pulls out his phone, searches for the pictures Tredd sent and looks for the one in the ice cave. "I think that says enough." He states, shoving the phone over to Nyx so he can have a look.Nyx blinks a few times and takes the device to cast a quick glance at its display. “Whoa!” he exclaims, nearly dropping his sandwich. “Seriously? And you didn’t tell me?” he wants to know, staring at his fiancé in surprise. “I mean… how did that happen? I thought that would never happen.” Cor shrugs. "I kind of have the feeling he already had that all planned out when you asked at the party. Proves once more, 'silent waters run deep'." He sighs softly."Because I wanted to focus on us in that bit of time we have together at the moment. And, I thought you might have seen it yourself already and just didn't have the time to answer yet." Cor adds a slightly guilty look on his face. "I certainly didn't want to keep the news from you." Nyx smiles lovingly. “I know, and you’re right. But now that my case is solved I can go back to sleeping at nighttime. At least for a while.” He announces gladly.“I should probably congratulate them, before they feel offended.” The detective adds, handing Cor his phone to pull his own device out of his pocket. “Oh boy.” He mutters as he scrolls through the chat. “Wait…” Raising an eyebrow he turns his phone around, so Cor can have a look at it. On the display there’s the image of the two cuddling bombs on Luche’s sofa.Cor snorts in amusement. "Isn't that the ice-bomb from the cave?" He snickers. "Seems like not only Tredd could melt his heart." The prosecutor chuckles, then finishes his sandwich and takes a sip from his coffee. "I don't think they'll be offended. I guess they know that you're pretty busy. Or better were." Nyx nods. “Looks like the same bomb, yes.”The detective shakes his head. “And he always denies that they’re like fire and ice. Now they even make it visible.” He laughs softly, then types the overdue congratulation message with one hand while he keeps eating with the other. “Do you have some time left or do I have to wait until tonight?” he inquires then."True." Cor nods, casting a glance at the kitchen clock. "I guess, I can spare a few minutes before I head out to the court building. I can always say I got stuck in traffic." He ponders, emptying his cup. “Until you really get stuck in traffic.” Nyx chuckles, taking another sip, then he puts the rest of his sandwich back onto the plate. He can still finish it later. Instead he gets up to round the table and grab his lover’s hands to pull him to his feet."Well, lucky me they won't start any trial without the prosecutor being present." Cor lets Nyx pull him up, using the momentum to pull his fiancé into his arms. "And right now I wish I could take the day off instead of just delaying to leave for work." He whispers, lowering his head to place a soft kiss on Nyx’s lips.The detective literally falls into Cor’s arms, wrapping his own arms around him. “Says the biggest workaholic that I know.” He mumbles in a soft and loving tone before he returns the kiss tenderly. “I missed you.” He whispers against his lover’s lips. "Even the biggest workaholic has his limits." Cor answers quietly after releasing the kiss. "I missed you, too." He adds, wrapping his arms around Nyx to pull him even closer, leaning his head against his fiancé's forehead for a moment."It's so empty here without you." The prosecutor sighs softly. "I'll leave court as quickly as possible, so we can at least have a nice evening together." he suggests. Closing his eyes Nyx savors the moment, deeply inhaling his lover’s familiar scent. “Mhm-hm.” He hums approvingly, gently stroking Cor’s back. “Want me to cook something nice?” he asks, watching his lover through the lashes of his still half-closed eyes."I'd love that." Cor sighs softly. "But only if you really feel like it. I can get some takeaway on the way back as well." He adds quickly. "After so many nights awake, you should see to it that you get your sleep." Cor lifts one hand to Nyx's cheek, caressing it softly. "I only want to spend some quality time with you again and not just a quick breakfast before I leave and you go to sleep."Leaning into the touch Nyx smiles softly. “We’ll do that once you come home. And don’t worry, I’ll definitely get my sleep. Plus, cooking is pretty relaxing. Just make sure you don’t come home too late, okay?” he says quietly, stealing another kiss from his fiancé’s lips and hugging him tightly before he lets him go."I will be back on time, cross my heart." Cor promises, placing another soft kiss on Nyx’s lips, before he lets go of him as well. "Sleep well, my love." He adds softly, before he grabs his plate and cup to put them into the sink. Then he grabs his suitcase and leaves for work. “Thank you.” Nyx smiles again, watching as Cor leaves before he sits down again to finish his breakfast.After that he puts the dishes next to Cor’s and takes a quick shower before he falls into bed. Being as tired as he is he does not wake up before early noon. Once he does he gets ready and cleans up the kitchen first thing. Then he checks their supplies to decide what to cook. While he does so he scrolls through all the messages in their group chat, finding the article Tredd posted.Shaking his head he puts the device aside and grabs what he needs to start cooking. Cor does his best to delegate work as much as possible so he can really leave the court in the afternoon. The backlog is already big enough, half a day more does not hurt. Well, it does but the prosecutor does not care about that today. Even the traffic cannot keep him from getting home on time. Once he arrives there, he pulls of his shoes and strolls into the kitchen.Humming a Galahdian tune Nyx has the food on the stove. It smells very delicious and is obviously already done. “Hey!” he greets Cor with a bright smile when the prosecutor enters. “You’re lucky, supper is just ready.” He adds with a wink. “If you get us plates and cutlery we can eat right away.” the detective turns a bit, so he can steal a quick kiss from his fiancé’s lips.Cor's face lights up instantly, seeing Nyx busy in the kitchen. "How I missed that. Doesn't feel like it were only a few days." He sighs contently. "I really am a lucky man." He adds, returning the kiss before he does as asked and puts cutlery and plates on the table. "I hope you got your long overdue rest?" Cor asks, grabbing some beer from the fridge as well.Nyx laughs softly. “As if I would always cook.” He mumbles and then gives his fiancé a charming look. “Stop flattering or else I might drop the salt. You know what they say about chefs in love, right?” he retorts, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Once the table is set he tosses a coaster on the table and grabs the pan to place it on top.The food includes everything one needs after a hard day in court, meat, vegetables, and roasted potatoes, all perfectly seasoned. “I slept as good as I could without you laying next to me.” The detective answers with a wink and sits down on his chair. “Help yourself.” Cor chuckles softly. "Not only the cooking, spending the evening together without anything to take care of." He answers."Apart from our food, of course." The prosecutor sits down, smiling. "That looks and smells awesome." Stating that, he starts to fill Nyx's plate first, then his own. "And it tastes gorgeous, as always." Cor adds after a few bites, sighing contently and relaxes visibly. “Thanks.” Looking happy and well rested, Nyx starts eating as well. “I’m glad that my shift is back to normal for now.” He mutters between two bites.“We have a wedding to plan, after all.” He adds, eyeing Cor lovingly. “For tonight I’m perfectly fine with hanging around on the sofa though.” The prosecutor nods. "Yes, I was thinking about leaving work earlier on Friday so we have the full weekend to start planning. Hoping no one pops up and tries to stick their nose into it." He smiles. "But yes, for tonight I'm fine with hanging out as well. Had enough evenings on my own in front of the TV."Nyx laughs in amusement. “Maybe we should just tell them that we’re spending the weekend on Wiz’ chocobo farm? After everything Tredd and Luche experienced with Filou and Louisa I don’t think that anyone comes up with the great idea to join us.” He suggests still chuckling. “Oh and if you’ve had enough evenings in front of the TV then how about a walk after dinner?” he inquires then."True, we could do that." Cor nods, agreeing to the idea of a diversion so they have the weekend to themselves. "Just need to be quiet but that shouldn't be any problem." He adds between a few bites. "I meant being on my own, not the TV itself, but why not both? First a nice walk and then a bit of lounging on the sofa?" He suggests pondering.“Oh right, the enemy lives next door. Well in the same house at least.” Nyx remarks jokingly and then nods. “Count me in. The park is not Galahd, but it is a haven of tranquility nonetheless.” He agrees to his lover’s plan and turns his attention back to emptying his plate. "Exactly." Cor nods, snickering. "Yes, it is, especially at this time of day when it all comes to rest." He adds, turning back to eating as well.Once they have finished their meal and emptied their beer, Cor puts the cutlery and plates into the sink. "We can take care of that later or tomorrow." He states with a slight grin. "Let's go for our walk." He adds, nodding towards the kitchen door. Nyx nods and walks over to the door where he puts his shoes and coat on and grabs the keys.Only minutes later they are on the way to the park. Nyx has one arm wrapped loosely around his lover’s shoulders, visibly enjoying the fresh and still a bit cool air of the early evening. “When I first came here, I never thought that I could be as happy as I am now in a place like this.” He states calmly after a while, turning his head so that he can look at his fiancé directly.Cor smiles softly. He follows Nyx’s example and wraps an arm around the detective’s shoulders. "I'm happy to hear that you are now. Must have been quite a cultural shock back then." He returns the gaze, a soft shimmer in his eyes. Nyx nods with a sigh. “Yeah, kind of. Luckily I had my hands full trying to establish my agency. And then, when I finally thought that I could survive a few more years over here I ran into you in court.”The smile on Nyx’s lips is full of warmth and it also reflects in his eyes. While they talk they reach the park. It is not overly large, but it is truly a hidden pearl amidst all the skyscrapers and the noise of the city. Deep within the park there is a nice pond with ducks and swans and a few benches around it to sit down and rest. Cor listens to his fiancé's words, the shimmer in his eyes growing brighter and warmer. "Yes, lucky me you did." He smiles softly."I never even thought about finding someone, I was fine with how the days were back then. You changed a lot, to the better on top of that." The smile grows wider. "I am very happy that we found each other." Cor says softly while they approach the pond in the inner park. "Shall we sit down for a moment?" He asks nodding towards the benches at said pond.Nyx nods and walks over to one of the benches, pulling his lover along. Once they both sit he leans against Cor, his gaze fixed on the pond for a moment. “I hated those evenings all on my own. I am really thankful for all my friends and the Galahdian community. I’ve always been. Without them I might have given up early.” He mumbles and then sighs contently, resting his head on Cor’s shoulder."I'm thankful that you didn't give up." Cor answers quietly, shifting a bit so Nyx can get more comfortable. "I never minded. I didn't know anything different. Those last evenings were the first ones I ever realized how lonesome so many nights were. Apart from Clarus and Regis next door but that is something completely different." He smiles softly resting his head against Nyx’s.“Don’t tell me you didn’t have admirer.” Nyx mumbles with a chuckle. “Or were they all intimidated by your charisma?” he adds, a content smile on his lips. "If I had I never noticed. Not everyone displays their feelings so openly, one way or the other, like a certain ex junior prosecutor did." Cor slightly shakes his head. "But I didn't care either if there was anyone." He adds."That's probably the reason why it took some time until I realized that our meetings weren't that random as I thought them to be at first." The prosecutor concludes. Nyx chuckles in amusement. “Well I thought that I was subtle enough.” He hums, closing his eyes for a moment, just concentrating on Cor. “I couldn’t help it you just blew me away.”Cor giggles softly. "You're flattering me." He states, wrapping his arms closer around his fiancé. His gaze drifts over the water, focusing on nothing special except Nyx in his arms and the beauty of this evening. “I would never do that.” Nyx replies earnestly, leaning even more into his lover’s embrace. "And yet your words did." Cor smiles softly, nestling his cheek into Nyx’s hair.The two of them are not the only ones enjoying the evening in the park, of course. Apart from other Insomnians, Pelna and Monica chose to take a walk in the park as well. At a little kiosk not far from the pond they get some special food to feed the ducks. Once Pelna spots Nyx and Cor, he pulls Monica over to them. "Look I found a rare pair of lovebirds." The black-haired chuckles in a good mood, greeting the two men right afterwards.Nyx opens his eyes and blinks, then raises an eyebrow. “I was busy working!” he justifies himself with a snicker before he greets the others back. Monica smiles amicably at Cor. “And you, busy too?” she wants to know, pointing at the bench they’re sitting on. “Mind if we join you?” she inquires, addressing both men."We certainly don't mind your company." Cor smiles. "And yes, a lot of work. We're still one person short and have work for at least three more." The prosecutor sighs. "Excuses!" Pelna chuckles, plopping down next to Nyx. "So what kept you that busy? You've seen the news in the group chat, haven't you?" He inquires while opening the sachet of bird food.Monica chuckles. “You still hope that Luche will change his mind sooner or later, huh?” she wants to know. Nyx sighs deeply, eyeing Pelna from the side. “We’ve had that case of child abduction. You might have heard of it, too. Took us quite some time to find the kidnapping father and the child and return them to their mother safely.” He replies, before scratches his neck.“What exactly do you mean, Tredd and Luche’s engagement, Luche’s new best friend or the article Tredd posted?” the detective wants to know. "Yes, we do. Luche is the best candidate we can think of." Cor nods answering Monica's question. "A certain someone might even have placed his son as intern in his office, hoping that might change his mind." He chuckles.Pelna nods. "Yes, I heard about it." The police officer grabs some of the bird food and throws some of it to the ducks in the pond. "In general all of it, but in particular the article. I read several rumors about that as well. Doesn't seem to be a hoax to me." Pelna states, observing the ducks. The ducks come closer as soon as they notice the food. Gladly they peck the food from the ground.Monica laughs. “That’s kind of mean, you know?” she comments Cor’s words and shakes her head. “It might help, though. We do have a new trainee at the morgue, too. Unfortunately he causes more work than he completes.” She sighs then. “Sonitus really left a void.” Nyx watches the ducks and a quite large swan for a moment. The latter seems to be a pretty feisty one. It passes the ducks, approaching Pelna.“Yeah, I already congratulated them belatedly.” Nyx tells his friend. “No idea how that little ice-bomb managed to sneak into his life, though.” He adds and then tilts his head to the side. “Are you really sure all those rumors are true? That sounds rather science fictional.”Cor holds his hands out in defense. "It wasn't my idea. I just didn't object. I mean, he has to take interns anyway. They note down their favored offices and the colleges draws who will get where. Who's to blame that Luche now has to deal with Regis's son?" The prosecutor grins. "I heard he complains about a long to do list he got, though." Cor adds sounding amused. "The trainee is that bad?" He asks turning to Monica."Luche probably has a much softer heart than he cares to admit." Pelna grins and keeps feeding the ducks, and the swan, of course. "Eighty percent sure, yes. We won't know for sure before the registration for the beta goes live but I can't think of any company that gains anything from rumors like this. Getting the hopes up and just releasing one of the usual VR systems, nah, I don't think so." The black-haired shakes his head.Monica nods. “Yes, unfortunately he is. I don’t think he’ll ever come far, but for now I have to deal with him.” She sighs. Nyx watches the large swan thoughtfully. “You have to admit it sounds pretty wild. I mean, if what the rumors suggest is true, this will ring in a whole new era of video gaming. Can’t say I’m not curious.” The swan moves closer, observing Pelna and the food sachet closely.Cor sighs. "It's difficult to replace a good colleague." He agrees. "Maybe he just needs a bit more time. Sonitus was very good in his field, anyone will need more time to fill his place. At least you have one and don't have to deal with it all on your own." The prosecutor adds. "It certainly would." Pelna nods eagerly, excitement in his voice. "Just imagine to completely dive into a game, a story, really living it!" The policeman stretches his arm out to underline his anticipation.“The only reason why this is anyhow bearable is that I am the head of the morgue and able to leave whenever I have enough.” Monica retorts with a sly grin. “We could try things we never would in real life, maybe even experience how it feels to fly and things like that. Going skydiving without the risk of hitting the ground because the parachute doesn’t open.” Nyx ponders.Pelna stretching out his arm is all the swan has lurked for. With a quick step forward it grabs the sachet with its beak and pulls vigorously. "Lucky you. That's something you have up on me." Cor answers. "I have to stick around no matter what." He shrugs. "Yes! Exactly that!" Pelna exclaims oblivious to what the swan is planning.The attack catches the police officer by surprise as well as the strength of the swan. It pulls him off the bench and nearly into the pond before Pelna lets go of the food sachet, struggling to keep his balance to not fall into the water. The swan croaks victoriously and rescues his prey quickly by running off with flapping wings.Nyx blinks a few times when Pelna is dragged from the bench and almost stumbles into the pond. For a few heartbeats he cannot decide if to laugh or not, but when Monica bursts out laughing next to him he cannot hold it back either. Cor cannot help but to laugh as well. This looks too ridiculous."Yeah, yeah, the laugh is always on the loser." Pelna shakes his head but grins once he regained balance. "Guess I can cross being robbed by a swan from the list." He states turning to the pond. "At least share with the ducks, you hear?" He yells after the swan, then sits down again. The swan casts Pelna a sassy look, then starts to devour the contents of the sachet. It does not chase the ducks away though when they come running.“You really have to work on that stunt, it looked too funny.” Nyx lets out, gasping for air. “You have a list? What else is on it?” Monica asks, still chuckling violently. "Yeah, you know being pulled into the water by a big fish was on it, too." Pelna answers acting as if it was serious business, but then chuckles. "No, of course, I don't have a list like that." He shakes his head, observing the swan and the ducks.Monica starts laughing once more and shakes her head. “Sometimes you’re a bit clumsy, but that only makes you all the more likeable.” She says then. Nyx snorts in amusement. “I can perfectly picture you keeping a list.” He states, giving his friend an amicable nudge in the side. "Pah!" Pelna crosses his arms, turning away acting all the sulking but cannot keep it up for long. "Yet, I don't have a list like that." He repeats. "And I'm not a person who keeps any lists. " He adds."Well, the food was robbed, our feathery friends seem to be content and I feel like a bit more walking." Pelna turns to Monica. "There is a nice stall with churros and the like. Shall we get some for the way back?" He inquires. Monica smiles fondly. “Hungry again? But yes, let us do that.” She agrees and gets up. “That’s just another thing you could do in such a full dive virtual world.” Nyx snickers. “Eating all you want, as much as you want and as often as you want.”Pelna grins. "That might be interesting to test. You know, if they can create the perfect virtual taste." He ponders. "But for now I'm fine with some sweet snack on my way home." With that he gets up, holding his hand out to Monica. "Have a nice evening, you two. And maybe, you can finally find a date to announce." He winks at Cor and Nyx.Monica gladly takes Pelna’s hand, saying goodbye as well. “You, too.” Nyx replies and then casts a look at Cor. “Shall we go home too?” he inquires, as it is almost dark by now. "Have a nice evening." Cor waves goodbye at Pelna and Monica. "Yes, let's head home, too." He nods. "It's still a little too cold at night to stay outside." He adds smiling and gets up as well. “It’s gonna change soon.” Nyx answers with a soft smile on his own lips.“So, what do you think about that VR stuff anyway?” the detective wants to know while they walk home arm in arm. "True." The prosecutor nods regarding the upcoming changes in temperature. "I don't know." Cor shrugs. "I don't know much about anything like that. But I have to confess it sounds intriguing." He adds while they walk back to the flat.“I know, right? I’m not much of a gamer myself, that’s more Tredd and Pelna’s passion but I would actually try something like that. So on the long shot that this is a real thing, shall I sign both of us up for the beta?” Nyx asks with a wink. Cor sighs. "Yeah, do that. I mean, there is no way to keep you from it anyway, right?" He chuckles slightly.“Only if you insist that I don’t.” Nyx replies, giving his fiancé a charming smile. They arrive at the apartment building only minutes later and almost make it to their flat when Regis and Clarus round the corner. "You and Pelna talking about it got me at least that much interested that I want to know if that is real or not." The prosecutor smiles back. Seeing his old friends lets him suppress a sigh though. "Good evening." He greets them amicably.“Evening you two. Seems like we’re exactly right on time!” Regis assesses and grins. “Good evening.” Clarus greets as well. “We thought you might be in for some company?” he offers with an innocent look on his face. Nyx hides a grin, eyeing the two knowingly. “You’re either bored or want something.” He guesses, his eyes sparkling with amusement."Knowing them it's probably both." Cor assesses. "And since they don't accept a 'no' either..." The prosecutor opens the door to his apartment. "After you, age before beauty or so they say." He chuckles making a step to the side to let Clarus and Regis in. Letting Nyx enter after them as well he is the last to step into the flat and close the door behind them. "So, what brings us the pleasure of your company?" He asks while getting rid of shoes and jacket.Regis holds up a bottle of expensive wine after he got rid of his shoes. “Well, we happened to get a bottle of this treasure by chance and we thought it would be a great opportunity to talk some while we share it with you.” He hums. Clarus leaves his shoes at the door and nods earnestly. “Exactly.” He adds. Nyx chuckles and walks over to the kitchen to get four glasses. They do not have a choice anyway."Of course, you're just here to share some expensive wine with us." Cor shakes his head. "I know the two of you well enough to tell that it's not that. But make yourselves at home." He smirks and points towards the living room, following Nyx into the kitchen to get the bottle opener. “Thank you, you’re too generous.” Regis chuckles and disappears into the living room with Clarus where they get comfortable on the sofa.“So much for some cuddling in front of the TV.” Nyx remarks jokingly when Cor enters the kitchen, just to steal a kiss from his lover’s lips right after that. “We still have the bed later on, though.” He whispers with a wink before he turns to take the glasses to their guests. "That we do." Cor smiles softly, returning the kiss before he pulls out the corkscrew from a drawer and follows into the living room. There he opens the wine and pours some into each glass, then sits down on the sofa.Nyx plops down on the couch next to Cor, comfortably leaning back into the cushions. “So, where were you coming from, if we may ask?” Regis inquires, taking one of the glasses. Clarus grabs another, looking curious as well. "Nosey as always." Cor assesses, slightly shaking his head. "We had a little walk after dinner." He answers the question, nonetheless. "You still haven't answered my question yet. What brings you here? Trouble with the kids?" He inquires with a wink.Regis raises his free hand in defense. “We wanted to see our friends!” he claims. “Yes, yes, exactly,” Clarus agrees, “And maybe, just maybe at least one of us fled from excessive yelling and fighting.” He adds innocently. Nyx nearly chokes on his wine. “As if we didn’t know that.” He mutters still laughing. Cor cannot help but to laugh as well. "And let me guess Noctis is complaining about his internship and the duties he got from Luche?" He asks, turning to Regis, still chuckling.Regis makes a face. “Oh you have no idea. As if he expects me to be on his side.” He shakes his head. “Actually I think working at Luche’s office serves him pretty well. He still has a lot to learn if he is ever going to be a good lawyer, or judge…” he pauses for a moment, eyeing Cor and Clarus with a wide grin. “Or prosecutor.” He adds with a wink. “First of all I hope he helps changing Luche’s mind.” Clarus comments dryly.Nyx shakes his head. “You’re a tiny little bit mean, you know that?” he states, taking another sip from his glass. Cor chuckles again. "Only a little bit." He grabs his glass of wine and takes a sip. "We'll see if it helps. One way or the other." He adds. "Is Noctis at least trying to get it all done or is he just complaining?" Regis chuckles. “Nah he’s hard at work, sadly that doesn’t keep him from complaining constantly.” he replies.“If only he would concentrate instead, he could be so much faster, and actually on time. Not to mention that he would profit from higher grades. We all know that he is intelligent enough…” the judge sighs. Cor nods. "True. Maybe he wakes up at some point and realizes that he could be so much better in what he is doing if he just does it." He says, taking another sip from his wine. "That's a pretty good one." He assesses. "It's not one of those you kept for special occasions, is it?" The prosecutor inquires.Regis shakes his head. “No. Like I said, we were lucky to get a few bottles of this one, we weren’t lying.” He retorts, clearly amused. “We just had to get away from either the grousing or the fighting.” Clarus confirms. “No idea what’s up with the kids, but Iris is unbearable these days and Gladio has nothing better to do than to provoke her all the time or vice versa.” He moans. Nyx just grins slightly. “Which is why I think one child is enough.” he comments.“Oh, please, get a girl.” Clarus mutters dryly. “No, get a boy.” Regis chimes in. “I don’t care if we’ll have a boy or a girl, it’ll be a good child.” Nyx answers, sounding very sure of that. “But before that, you’ll have to marry first.” Regis hums, looking at Cor and Nyx expectantly. “Yes, do you have a date yet?” Clarus wants to know curiously.Cor shakes his head. "We'll decide when it's time to decide." He answers, nodding slowly. "I agree with Nyx." He adds, lifting an eyebrow on his friend's further queries. "We will inform you in due time." Cor answers evasively. “Oh come on, you’re planning something!” Regis whines. Clarus snorts. “Definitely. I mean, just look at them.” Nyx shakes his head, a truly innocent expression on his face. “No, seriously.”Cor shakes his head. "Seriously, we didn't even really have the time to talk. Thanks to both our workloads." For a moment he pauses, then grins slightly. "And due to the fact there is another engagement among our group of friends. We need to check on the dates with them. You know, to make sure we don't pick the same dates or too close ones." He states, leaving open who he is talking about.Nyx nods while he leans back into the cushions again. “Yes, it’s my first evening to spend at home since some time now, and we were actually going to savor it before we try to make plans undisturbed.” He explains. “So, you wanted to get away from us?” Regis inquires with a sly grin. “Uh… maybe?” Nyx chuckles. "You and anyone else who would come by and stick their nose into thing that are not their business." Cor adds in an amicable tone that shows he does not mean it that harshly.“So who is the other lucky couple, then?” Clarus asks as if he does not really believe in that excuse. Before he answers, Cor pulls out his phone, browsing the group chat for the corresponding picture. "You probably won't believe it but our desired candidate Luche Lazarus obviously proposed to Tredd Furia during their vacation." He pauses for a moment, then shows them the picture that proves his words.Regis raises an eyebrow, giving Cor a questioning look. Clarus snorts. “You don’t believe us to fall for that-“ he starts but then stares at the device’s display. “Oh!” he exclaims, shaking his head in surprise. “How did that happen?” Regis mumbles after seeing the image himself. Nyx grins, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “As far as I know one person asks the other, and then the other one agrees and then they’re betrothed.” He helps out."That's the ideal, yes." Cor nods, putting away his phone. "See, we need to check with them first. Knowing Lazarus and seeing the scene, he had that planned out for a while. Minus the ice-bomb maybe. So I guess he or better both already have an idea where and when, so we need to sort that out beforehand." He explains. "And then we go somewhere we can plan undisturbed." He adds.“And here I thought you might need a wedding planner.” Regis pouts. Clarus huffs and then laughs. “As if they’d ask us.” He mumbles teasingly. “Uhm… well… no.” Nyx chuckles in amusement. “We wouldn’t. But don’t worry, you’re invited.” He adds. “You’re too generous.” Regis states, taking a sip of his wine. Clarus sighs. “Is that how you treat old friends?” he wants to know jokingly."When it comes to our marriage, yes, it's the only way." Cor answers in the same joking tone. "Being invited and our honored guests has to suffice." He adds. Nyx nods confirmingly. “But in case you want to stick your noses into something, I might have just the right thing for you.” He adds then, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He unlocks it and looks for the article Tredd posted.Once he found it, he turns the device around and hands it to Regis and Clarus with a mysterious smile. “And what would that be?” Regis inquires and reaches out to grab the phone. Clarus casts a curious glance at the display as well. "Looks like an article to me." Cor assesses dryly. "One Tredd posted and obviously he and Pelna are over the moon because of it. Some full dive VR system that supposedly goes further than any virtual reality system ever before." He gives a short heads up about the article's content. "Your kids sure heard about that already.Regis glares at the article, then back at his friends. “Video games?” he asks. “You want us to play video games?” Clarus echoes. “This… is more than just a video game. If those rumors are true, then this will allow everyone to dive into a foreign world completely, and from everywhere they have access to a suitable computer.” Nyx explains and grins cheekily.“I mean, think about it, an endless amount of new worlds, even more infinite possibilities. You could be whoever or whatever you like. But most importantly,” at this point he can hardly hold back the laughter that is bubbling up in his chest. “You could stick your noses into everything you want, for as long as you want and if you get caught it’s entirely risk-flee!” he concludes and then bursts out laughing.Cor cannot help but to join in laughing. "That's a really interesting idea." He chuckles. "Come on, it is too intriguing to not have at least a glance." Regis frowns. “Are you serious? Even if this is real and our technology is that far developed already, which I doubt, that is stuff our kids would check out.” He states. “We’re too old for that crap.” Clarus nods in agreement.Nyx chuckles slightly. “If you don’t believe in it anyway we can apply for the beta in your name wen we’ll see what happens once the registration opens.” He offers amicably. “Even Cor will try it if he can.” The prosecutor nods. "We need to stay on top of the times, right? You both are far too curious to not participate." He addresses his friends. "And it would be something we could do together." He adds.Clarus chuckles. “Alright, first of all that fairytale needs to be true. Second, Gladio and Iris would probably suffocate laughing if I told them that I considered trying this and third-“ he starts but is interrupted by a widely grinning Regis. “Then just don’t tell them?” he interjects. “Of course you’d be as keen as mustard.” Clarus assesses dryly.“Me? No. I never said that I would participate.” Regis retorts. “By the way, would you have the courtesy to send me that article?” he addresses Cor then. "Of course." The prosecutor nods. "Got curious or just want to find counterarguments in case the kids want that stuff?" He asks seemingly amused, pulling out the phone again to do as requested and send Regis the article. Then he grabs his glass again, sipping from it. "Now, that the wine had some time to breathe it's even better." Cor states, taking another sip.“The latter!” Regis replies a bit too fast. Clarus suppresses a groan and slightly rolls his eyes, but he hopes that nobody noticed it. Cor just grins slightly but leaves the behavior uncommented. Nyx hides a grin behind the rim of his glass and nods. “Even though I prefer a good beer, the wine tastes surprisingly good indeed.” He agrees. “I’m happy to hear that.” Regis answers, emptying his glass. Clarus nods. “Do you think the coast is clear again?” he addresses Regis after putting his equally empty glass back on the table."I guess it is. They can't fight or complain all evening." Cor chuckles. "Or even if, as much as I like you, I guess you have to face your nemesis anyway." He winks, emptying his glass as well. Clarus snorts dryly. “I’ll remind you of your own words tomorrow in the morning.” He states and gets up. “Well, it’s late enough anyway.” He adds. “Yeah, we’ll see you tomorrow.” Regis nods.“Have a nice evening.” Nyx wishes and gets up to collect their empty glasses and carry them into the kitchen to put them into the sink. "Good night and see you tomorrow." Cor escorts his friends to the door and says his farewell for this evening. Then he strolls into the kitchen. "Leave the dishes till tomorrow. I think we have better things to do right now." He states with a soft smile.“Do we?” Nyx turns towards his fiancé with an innocent smile. “I’d say they’re totally hooked.” He assesses, obviously meaning Regis and Clarus. The prosecutor snickers. "They absolutely are." He agrees, grabbing Nyx's hand to pull him close. "And yes, we do have other important matters to tend to." He adds, placing a soft and loving kiss on his fiancé's lips.“Try as I may, I can’t imagine them playing video games, let alone VR stuff.” Nyx mumbles with a chuckle before he returns the kiss, wrapping his arms around his lover. “Mhm… important matters?” he whispers against Cor’s lips. “You’re starting to pique my interest.” Cor smiles against Nyx's lips. "I'm sure you will be pleased." He answers, lifting his head again. “With you? Always.” Nyx sighs contently.Still holding his fiancé's hand the prosecutor pulls him into the bedroom to catch up on all the time together they have missed out during the last days. Or rather nights.
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Ravus has managed to successfully avoid his parents for the last three months. Whenever they were in the vicinity he stayed at Yurick’s place and of course he ignored each of their calls or mails as well. He did not really feel like talking to them after their demeanor back at the hospital. Plus, he had more important things to do, his two dissertations for example.Both have meanwhile been submitted, so aside from waiting for the results the fact leaves him some time to breathe. He still has his usual business at college, so he and Yurick can leave the house together each morning, which means that they can have a proper breakfast together beforehand.Yurick is not all too sad about Ravus ignoring his parents. What they have said still hurts. So it is good that he can busy himself with getting all his new tasks and his private life balanced out. Being part of the city council is one thing, going back to college is a completely different one. And even though being a freshman again felt strange at first, he really starts to enjoy being back there as much as he enjoys his work at the city council. But even more he enjoys having breakfast with Ravus before they leave together.One of these mornings, Ravus, Yurick, Lunafreya and Noctis gather in the siblings’ kitchen. Noctis has to leave for his internship in Luche’s law office soon, while Luna has to take the middle shift at the hospital. When the coffee machine beeps to signal that the coffee is ready, Ravus fetches the pot and sets it down on the table before he takes a seat himself.Noctis blinks and stretches to grab it and pour each of them a cup before he returns to slouching in his chair. “Couldn’t wait, huh?” Luna asks. Ravus snorts as he takes a bun out of the basket. “As if he could ever drink enough to look at least halfway awake.” He mumbles while preparing it.Yurick chuckles. "Maybe we should make stronger coffee. Might help. Or less. I heard caffeine can make you tired as well." He ponders, helping himself to a bun as well. "I wonder, can you even work always being half asleep?" He asks Noctis. Ravus chuckles slightly. “Neither nor, I like my coffee as it is.” He mutters and takes a sip from his cup.Noctis groans, putting his cup back down on the table. “You have no idea. Lazarus lets me work for two people at least, if not even three. He gave me a list that is impossible to work off, seriously!” he whines. Luna shrugs. “I don’t think that he would give you more tasks than you could process.” She remarks, upon which Noctis makes a face.Yurick cannot help it and chuckles again. "Nothing comes from nothing. He did certainly not become the best lawyer in town by idling around. He sure trusts that somewhere deep inside of you some enthusiasm just needs to be sparked." He chuckles again, then eventually starts to prepare his bun for eating.”I’m not idling, I’m working hard!” Noctis complains and suppresses a yawn. Luna lifts a corner of her mouth. “You do not have a choice anyway. Lazarus won’t be happy if you don’t complete his tasks.” She says, taking a bite of her bun. “As if I didn’t know that.” Noctis grumbles, not looking any more enthusiastic. “You know, sometimes things are done a lot faster than it may seem at first glance if you just do them without complaining.” Ravus offers, leaning back in his chair."Or by organizing properly, like sorting them after priority or time they will consume to complete. Or both and then see which correlates the most or what has the highest impact." Yurick suggests, then takes a bite from his bun and a sip from his coffee. Ravus hides a rather unimpressed expression behind the rim of his cup. He does not really expect Noctis to get the quintessence of what Yurick suggests.“Yeah yeah.” The black-haired sighs, turning back to his breakfast. “Yurick is not wrong…” Luna states with a slight grin. “Oh come on, better leave that discussion for later, it’s exhausting.” Ravus interjects. Yurick nods. "Yeah. I'll have enough discussions later." He agrees, finishing his bun before he grabs another one.“Fortunately mathematics is hardly discussable.” Ravus grins and stretches a bit. “You mean hardly worth discussing.” Noctis mumbles, grabbing another bun. “Anyway, has any of you heard these rumors about that new VR technology they’re developing?” he wants to know then. Yurick nods before he takes a bite. "Yes, some of my fellow students are over the moon about it." He tells them between two bites. "I'm not sure if that can be really true." He adds, grabbing his coffee to take another sip.“Same.” Noctis retorts. “Although I think it’s fake.” He adds. “I wouldn’t be too sure about that.” Ravus states. “Theoretically technology like that is possible. Practically I haven’t heard of anyone coming close enough to realizing that.” He explains. Luna lifts an eyebrow. “What are you talking about?” she inquires, pouring herself another cup of coffee."Haven't you heard?" Yurick lifts an eyebrow. "A full dive virtual reality system that lets you experience whatever you want as if it were real. But it's just in your head. Nothing compared to the existing VR systems." He fills Luna in. "Too good to be true, I guess. That would be a milestone." He adds, finishing his bun.Luna shakes her head once more. “No, actually I haven’t heard of it. But it would definitely be interesting if something like that existed.” She ponders. Noctis casts her an irritated glance, but before he can say anything they are interrupted by the doorbell. Yurick looks up from his coffee and towards the door. "Who could that be?" His glance turns over to Noctis. "Does Ignis make sure you're at work on time, again?" He snickers, emptying his cup.Luna giggles. “I don’t think so.” She says, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Rather Lazarus to fetch him, but from what I’ve heard he’s on vacation.” Ravus states dryly as he gets up to answer the door. “Very funny!” Noctis complains and turns so that he can see who is there. "I think there is only one person on Eos Lazarus might give a ride, but certainly not his interns." Yurick states, turning a bit to see who is at the door as well.It does not take too long until two well-known persons approach the door, accompanied by a third one, a woman in her middle twenties. Ravus groans, and turns, ready to walk back into the kitchen. “Ravus!” his mother greets him, but the blonde just makes a face. “How about warning us up front if your schedule allows a visit?” he asks coolly. “If you had taken our calls or read our mails you would have known that we’re coming.” His father retorts in a strict tone.“Oh wonderful, there’s a reason why I ignored them. How about telling Luna instead, so she could have warned me?” Ravus growls back. “Lunafreya has nothing to do with this!” his mother tells him. “Yeah, right, let’s see for how long.” Her son comments pointedly. “Is that a way to greet your parents?” his father inquires. Ravus snorts. “It’s the only way to greet you. And that won’t change until you apologize for your improper behavior.” Ravus insists.“Don’t be that stubborn, we have brought your childhood friend Abby, she is so thrilled to see the city and was hoping you would show her around.” Ravus’ mother informs him. The poor woman just smiles sheepishly. Ravus groans once more and then just walks back into the kitchen. “What on Eos…” Lunafreya sighs and rubs her face.Yurick swallows visibly when Ravus' and Luna's parents enter. For a moment his fingers clench around his coffee cup tightly before he puts it down. He does not greet them nor the woman they brought with them, though. For a second he closes his eyes wishing that this was not happening but it is and he cannot change it. With a sigh he opens his eyes again but stays silent. Once back in the kitchen Ravus sits down again. He has a breakfast to finish and he does his best to ignore his parents for the moment.“Lunafreya!” the sibling’s parents greet her as well. Luna sighs. She does not look exactly happy about the sudden invasion of their flat and she does not even try to hide it. “Haven’t we told you to refrain from unannounced visits?” she wants to know. “We both have our own lives to live, you know?” She shakes her head.“This city is really tainting your good education. You should have come home long ago, both of you!” their mother exclaims. Noctis, who is greeted friendly as well knows better than to say anything. “Uhm… Gotta go, or else I’m late!” he says quickly and gets up to steal a kiss from Luna’s lips before he literally storms off.In another situation Ravus would have laughed heartily, but right now he looks far from being amused. “At least one of you has found a conscientious partner.” Their father remarks earnestly. “Just because he’s a judge’s’ son and studies law himself, doesn’t mean that he’s conscientious.” Ravus chokes out between clenched teeth. Luna rolls her eyes, while Abby obviously wishes to become invisible on the spot."I think they mean non Galahdian and not of the same sex." Yurick states dryly, casting Ravus' father a stern glance. "And in that case even an elected member of the city council will not suffice. Am I right?" He addresses them both directly, keeping the best neutral expression he can muster. The siblings’ parents give him an indignant look.“We might have been able to ignore the fact that you’re just a savage,” Ravus’ father starts, upon which his son glares at him in anger, “But we won’t ignore the fact that you were a suspect in a triple murder case. Nobody would have suspected you, if you had a clean slate.” He continues. “And yes, it is absolutely out of the question that Ravus maintains a relationship with a guy. It is his duty to provide a heir.” His wife chimes in.Luna nearly chokes on her coffee as Ravus sets his own cup down with a loud thud. Yurick slowly shakes his head. "I was framed, like many others have been. If you had followed the news thoroughly you would know." His fists clench for a moment, but he manages to contain himself. "You're just as narrow minded as all the others that gave me and my friends a hard time. The only difference is you're lashing out with words where others use their fists."The young Galahdian gets up, about to leave the kitchen. "I'll get my stuff. I need to prepare a bit for the city council meeting at noon before my first lecture starts today." Ravus follows Yurick’s example, visibly only barely controlling himself. “Wait, I’m coming with you.” He forces out in a calm tone and then glares at his parents again. “And you better be gone when I come back, or else I’ll forget my good manners, and you wouldn’t want that. I am not discussing your nonsense any longer.” He adds coldly and leaves the kitchen without even waiting for an answer.Yurick puts on his suit jacket. Having a council meeting means he has to wear suit for college as well today. Not that he would stand out under all the other politics students. Afterwards he binds his hair at the back of his head, neatly placing the beaded braids next to each other so they create a neat and nice pattern on one side of his head. Then he grabs his bag, a simple leather messenger bag, ready to leave together with Ravus.Ravus grabs his coat, backpack and the keys to his car and slips into his shoes before he slams the door behind Yurick and himself. Lunafreya sighs, running a hand through her hair. Abby looks rather desperate by now. “What was that?” Luna confronts her parents, apparently fed up with the whole situation herself. “What do you mean?” her mother asks visibly agitated.Luna huffs. “Coming here, bringing her along,” Luna nods at Abby who ducks a little. “And being that impertinent after everything you caused back at the hospital?” she inquires. “You knew exactly that Ravus didn’t want to see you, nor anyone else. He ignored you on purpose. Yet you still ignore that, and instead of an apology you just keep going like you always do!” she accuses them.“What, are you on his side now?” her father asks pointedly. Luna groans and rolls her eyes. “I’m on nobody’s side, I just have enough of all of this!” his daughter growls back. “We are just trying to keep our son, who is your brother by the way on a straight track. In which you obviously think that you don’t need to help!” her mother retorts.Luna laughs dryly. “The emphasis is on ‘straight’, I guess?” she comments and shakes her head once more. “It’s not my job to convey if you screw things up. I have my own problems to tend to and my own life to live.” She grumbles. “But you are his sister. You cannot stand idly by while this city and its people corrupt him!” her father counters.“As his sister your duty is-“ her mother interjects but is interrupted by Lunafreya who jumps off her chair. “Gods damn it, I don’t give a fuck about what you deem my duties!” she yells at them. “Keep me out of your shit already, for once and for all. And do yourself a favor and listen to what Ravus said. If you’re still here when he comes back I don’t want to be in your shoes!” she snaps, watching in satisfaction as her parents turn pale upon her words.Her father wants to retort something, but Luna cuts him off with a fiery glare. “Don’t even dare, this is still our flat, and right now none of us wants you here.” She says icily and then stomps out of the kitchen. “Just go!” she calls from the hallway and then takes her stuff to leave as well, slamming the door behind herself. She still has time before she has to start her shift, but she rather spends it in one of the cafés than at home with her parents and Abby.
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Once outside the flat Yurick sighs deeply. "Good grief." He mumbles, getting into the car. "Just what I need on a day like this." He shakes his head. "Would you pick me up after my lecture in the afternoon? I hope the council meeting doesn't take too long. Even though it is not a mandatory lecture, I don't want to miss out." He adds turning to Ravus. The blonde gets behind the wheel, still fuming.For a moment he stays silent as he starts the ignition and pulls off into the traffic. In contrast to his rage he still drives reasonable though. After taking a few deep breaths he calms down a bit. “I’m sorry.” Ravus says then and nods. “Yes, I can do that. We could have dinner at your favorite restaurant afterwards, if you like. Hopefully my parents are gone when we come home.”Yurick sighs softly. "Don't apologize. It's not your fault." He casts Ravus a warm smile. "Eating out sounds great, though." He nods, turning his glance outside the window for a moment, leaving Ravus' parents uncommented for now. No use to dwell on it any further. Ravus makes a face. “Someone has to apologize for their undue behavior.” He retorts but leaves that topic afterwards as well.Not long after that they arrive at college. Ravus seems more relaxed now that they are far enough away from his parents. “So, we’re still a bit early.” He remarks while getting out of the car. Yurick gets out as well hanging his bag over one shoulder. "That we are." He nods. "We could grab a coffee at the cafeteria and if you like to, you can walk me to the lecture hall. Unless you have to hold a lecture in the morning as well. In that case, coffee will have to suffice."Ravus chuckles. “I do, but a coffee in peace sounds heavenly. I feel a little bad for Luna, though.” He lifts the corner of his mouth, grabbing his backpack and locking his car so that they can go. "Your sister is tough, she'll handle it." Yurick shrugs, walking towards the cafeteria. Every now and again he tugs at the arms or jacket of his suit, then sighs. Ravus blinks. “I do not doubt that, but I can imagine enduring their nonsense prior to her shift at the hospital is a bit nerve-wrecking.”While looking out for a table that is not already occupied he glances at Yurick from the side. “Not really into suits, huh? I don’t like them either.” Yurick shrugs and grins a bit sheepishly. "Yeah. That and being nervous because of that meeting. Being back at college as a freshman also feels a bit weird. I still need to get used to it." Then he nods towards a table in a corner. "There. Save it for us before someone else does. I'll get us the coffee."Ravus smiles warmly. “I’m sure you will do great. Plus, you’re not just any freshman, you’re my boyfriend.” He adds with a wink before he nods and walks over to the table to secure it for them. Yurick smiles back at Ravus, then steps over to the counter to get the coffee for them. A few minutes later he follows his boyfriend to the chosen table, setting two cups down on the table.“Thank you.” Ravus takes one of them, letting his gaze wander for a moment before it returns to Yurick. “I meant it, you don’t need to be nervous. I think you and Nyx did great work so far.” He states then. The young Galahdian casts a thankful smile at Ravus. "I know but I can't help it. Speaking in front of the whole city council is much different from the district council." He sighs taking a sip from his coffee. "On the other hand, I can practically put to use what I study here theoretically."Ravus chuckles after taking a sip from his coffee. “Which is why you speak in front of the council. I mean, other than the fact that people trust you and thus elected you, but can you imagine Nyx in your place? He may be a top notch private detective, but that does certainly not belong to his qualities.” He assesses.Yurick cannot help but to giggle slightly. "I have to confess, that's difficult to imagine." He nods. "Yes, I was elected but to be honest I only contested for it because I was sure no one will vote for me. Well, see where it got me." He takes another sip from his coffee. "But I'm grateful for the chance I've been given."Ravus snorts in amusement. “Everyone knew that they would vote for you. I mean you and your story have been quite hot on the media. And I wouldn’t know anyone who’d be more suitable for that kind of task. Nyx may be pretty good with people, but he wouldn’t get a single word out. But you, you’ll make the Galahdian community proud.” He smiles lovingly. “I’d come with you, but I’m afraid spectators aren’t allowed."I'll do my best." Yurick smiles, a warm shimmer in his eyes. "Thank you. Yes, no spectators. But it is nice to know you're thinking of me. That'll help a lot." Ravus nods. “I will. And I’ll be waiting impatiently to hear how it went.” He adds, smiling back lovingly. "Good for you that you don't have to wait until the news are out and can hear it all first hand." Yurick chuckles slightly, then takes another sip from his coffee, casting a glance at the cafeteria clock. "Guess we have to leave soon." He assesses.Ravus shakes his head. “No, what I’m most interested in won’t be on any news anyway.” He states and empties his cup. “Yes, it’s about time.” He confirms and gets up. Yurick nods. He empties his cup and gets up as well. "See you later then. Wish me luck." Ravus tilts his head a bit. “You forgot something.” He says softly, grabbing his boyfriend by the sleeve of his suit jacket to pull him close for a moment and steal a quick kiss from his lips. “Good luck.”Yurick blushes slightly, returning the kiss tenderly. "Ah, glad you reminded me." He answers, placing another soft kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. "See you later." He mumbles then leaves to walk to the room where his lecture is held. Ravus returns their cups to the counter and then makes his way to his own lecture room.
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The first half of the day is rather uneventful, apart from the fuss Ravus’ parents were making in the morning. The lectures go smoothly for both, Ravus and Yurick. They meet at the cafeteria again before Yurick has to beat the city hall where the council is held. Of course Ravus takes him there and wishes him the best of luck.Luna’s middle shift proves to be a pretty tough one. She does not find the time for a break, nor to breathe for a moment. There is more to do than all their hands can handle together, which makes work more than just exhausting today.After Yuricks afternoon lecture Ravus picks him up as promised so they can decide for a restaurant to have dinner together. “How did it go?” the blonde asks, while they are on the way to their desired place. Yurick, looking a bit exhausted, sighs. "It went okay, for a first meeting. A lot of stalling and position checking. We have a lot of work ahead of us." He answers. "It was interesting though. And it's a change between lectures." He adds loosening the band holding his hair together.“Changes don’t come overnight, but I’m sure now that we do have a proper council some long overdue changes will be made.” Ravus retorts with a smile. “Plus, some things have already changed.” He adds. “The whole atmosphere in the city has become a much better one.” Yurick nods. "That's true. It already is a much better place than before." He agrees, stretching a bit. "But for now I'm glad I can call it a day and have dinner with you. I'm starving."Ravus chuckles slightly as he pulls into the parking lot of their chosen restaurant. “Me too. And I pray that when we come home we’ll find our flat empty.” He says before he stops the car. "I really hope your parents aren't that..." Yurick pauses for a moment to find a proper wording. "...that unreasonable to just stay in your flat." He shakes his head. "Let's focus on the nicer things now." He adds grinning while he gets out of the car.The dinner is a very tasty one, and the mood is quite relaxed. They take their time and savor it. They do not need to be home too early anyway.
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A good while later, it is already well past eight, Ravus drives the car into the underground car park. On the way to the elevator he quickly checks his phone, but other than the usual notifications regarding his social media profile there is nothing interesting. Especially no messages from his parents. Hoping that this is a good sign he shoves the device back into his pocket and pushes the button to his floor.Yurick briefly checks his emails but decides it can all wait until the next day. He stifles a yawn while they walk to the elevator. In there, he leans against the wall, rubbing his face a bit. "Gosh, I'm tired. Luckily the council doesn't meet more than once a week." He sighs. "All I want now is to chill a bit and then go to sleep." He adds.Ravus smiles softly. “Yes, you look quite exhausted.” He confirms, observing the display above the doors. Once they open he steps out of the lift and waits for Yurick so they can make their way to his and Luna’s flat. Ravus unlocks the door and opens it and then frowns when there is light inside the apartment. Luna should not be back yet.Yurick follows in tow, lifting an eyebrow. "Luna has the middle shift, right? Bit early for her to be home?" He wonders, glancing over at Ravus. The blonde sighs inwardly. “Unless something happened, which I highly doubt.” He answers quietly and then enters, leaving coat and shoes at the door before he walks over to the kitchen, where the light apparently comes from."That only leaves one option. Unless Noctis is hanging around here on his own. What I kinda doubt." Yurick sighs, getting rid of his shoes and jacket. He leaves his messenger bag at the door as well then follows Ravus. The blonde groans when he enters the kitchen. Of course nobody forgot to switch off the lights, as much as he has hoped. His parents are still sitting at the table.Only Abby was probably smart enough to leave or go home. “We thought that we could have dinner together once your sister is back.” His mother offers, before Ravus can even think of something to say. Yurick sighs audibly when his guess proves to be true. Standing next to Ravus he crosses his arms in front of his chest, casting a sharp glance at his boyfriend's parents. "And I thought your son made his wishes clear." He states dryly.“Nobody asked you for your opinion.” Ravus’ father addresses Yurick, giving the Galahdian a disparaging look. Ravus snorts and glares at his parents. “And I think that I made my point clear. We already had dinner, we do not wish to eat with you, and we especially do not want you here” Ravus retorts dryly. “But…” his mother wants to interject, but Ravus just shakes his head. “No but, we wanted you to be gone by now!”"In case you haven't noticed. This is a free world and I can speak my opinion unasked." Yurick answers, glaring at Ravus' father. "Don't worry, I don't expect you to ever respect me. I know that this is far too much to ask from you. But, since you value social status and titles so much, I expect you to respect my position as a member of this city's elected council." He goes on, seeming calm but his voice already has a slight shake of anger in it."That counts for both of you." The Galahdian adds, glancing at Ravus' mother. "And, just for the record, staying in someone else’s flat uninvited and without a permission is against the law. So, maybe you better heed your son's words now." Ravus’ father huffs. “What do we care about a foreign city’s council?” he wants to know. “Especially one that spoils our son.” His wife adds.Ravus growls. “He is my boyfriend, and that won’t change, no matter how much you might wish for it. I will never end up with one of those shallow women you respect so much.” The blonde says. “I told you more than once that if you cannot accept that, you’re free to stay in Tenebrae and leave me alone. I don’t value your piffle in the slightest!”His mother stares at him indignantly. “How are you talking to us?” she exclaims. “Just the way you deserve it, and apparently the only way you understand!” Ravus barks back. “You won’t talk like that to your mother!” his father interferes. “Gods damn it, this is my flat, I can do whatever I want under my own roof, and I can talk how I want!” Ravus snarls.Yurick slowly shakes his head. "It is really sad to see such a display of outdated thinking. And they call us savages." He shakes his head once again, strong enough for the beads in his braids to clink against each other. "You are so narrow-minded, you don't even realize that you're doing, what you’re blaming this city for. What you're blaming me for. You know, back then, Ravus didn't get hurt because of me or our friends. He got hurt because of people whose minds wander the same narrow paths.People, who only see themselves and how everyone only exists to wrong them." The young Galahdian states calmly compared to Ravus, even though anger vibrates stronger in his voice with every word. “We don’t have to listen to that from the likes of you!” Ravus’ parents nearly yell. “Oh, and how you have to, as long as you’re ignoring my plea to leave!” their son interjects, raising his voice as well.Before the atmosphere can heat up any more, the soft click of the door’s lock announces that Luna is coming home. And since the argument can already be heard from outside her already bad mood drops even more. With a few, quick steps she rushes into the kitchen after leaving her shoes at the door. Putting her hands on her hips she stares at her parents.“For fuck’s sake! Didn’t we both tell you to leave us alone? I’ve had the ultimate shitty day of doom, and I want to spend the evening in peace!” she shouts at them. Ravus blinks a few times, trying hard not to laugh or even grin. Instead, he whistles appreciatively through his teeth. Yurick blinks upon Luna's unexpected reaction. Quickly he puts his hand over his mouth to stifle the laughter that is bubbling up in his chest.Ravus’ and Luna’s parents look downright shocked for a moment. Then their expression changes to hot anger. “That is not how we raised you!” they exclaim. “No, but fortunately not the way you wanted either!” Ravus yells back. “As if I’d care. I’m so fed up with all of this!” Luna adds. "Fortunately, your parenting was fruitless otherwise they would both be as unbearable as you are." The words break out of the young Galahdian who fumes with anger like Ravus and Luna do.Upon the Galahdian’s words the dispute escalates completely, so that there is merely shouting and accusations on either side. At some point one of the neighbors has enough of the yelling and accusing and decides that the authorities need to intervene. So the police is called to the spot. Pelna and the colleague who substitutes Tredd while the redhead is on vacation arrive at the building. The black-haired officer looks around, then presses the button for the flat's doorbell.Ravus rolls his eyes when the doorbell rings. “Don’t tell me Noctis is staying over tonight?” he asks his sister. Lunafreya shakes her head. “Not that I would know, and even if, he’s got a key, if he didn’t leave it at home, that is.” she replies and then stomps towards the door. Pressing the buzzer she opens it and sticks her head out. Meanwhile the argument in the kitchen continues.Once the door buzzes, Pelna presses against it to open it and enters the building. His colleague follows. Together they get to the siblings’ flat. "Good evening." He greets Luna friendly, lifting an eyebrow at the sound of the still ongoing argument. "Your neighbors are worried and asked us to check on you. Is everything okay?" The black-haired policeman asks, leaning a bit closer to the door, hoping to catch a few words or get a hint who is still quarreling inside.The fight in the kitchen apparently still evolves around the same topics as before, that Ravus should better find a good woman and that it is his duty to produce a heir, how Yurick is not a suitable choice and of course the behavior of the siblings. Lunafreya snorts and then shrugs. “Everything is fine with us.” She retorts. “Just not with them.” she nods towards the kitchen.Pelna smirks. "I can hear that loud and clear." He assesses. "Shall we have a word with them?" He asks. The yelled names and the voices he hears gives him a good impression on who is bickering there. His colleague sighs but stays silent for the moment, ready to follow if they are let in. Luna steps aside and shrugs again. “Feel free. You’d do us a favor if you could just throw them out.” She explains and then turns to go back to the kitchen as well. "Well, if that is your flat we can surely do that, help you to reinforce your householder's rights." The other officer answers in Pelna's stead.Luna laughs, although it does not really sound amused. “This is my and my brother’s apartment, and Yurick is his boyfriend. The ones who are causing all this are our parents. They won’t stop discussing the same old topics over and over again in the desperate hope to change something that is not changeable. We already tried to kick them out, twice, so yes, please.” She sighs before she disappears into the kitchen.The black-haired nods. "We could also pronounce a prohibition to return to this place for a certain time." He adds, then steps past Luna and strolls into the kitchen followed by the other officer. "Good evening, gentlemen... ma'am." He greets when entering the room, nodding a friendly greeting towards Ravus and Yurick waiting for the quarreling to pause before he speaks on.Ravus frowns when he hears Pelna’s voice. He turns his head, eyeing the officer and his colleague for a moment. “Oh, look who’s here. I’m sorry… for them.” Ravus mutters, pointing at his parents and grins a bit sheepishly. Luna nods in agreement. “Me too.” She adds dryly. “What do you want?” Ravus’ father addresses the two policemen. “The two of them,” he nods at the siblings, “are our children.”“And we are having an important discussion, you’re interrupting us!” his wife interjects. Yurick lifts an eyebrow upon the way the sibling's parents respond to the presence of the police. He smirks at Ravus, then nods."We have heard your 'discussion', as do most of your children's neighbors. We were sent to have a look if everything is in order." Pelna states in a neutral tone. His colleague nods confirmatory. "And, as your daughter informed us, you're disturbing the domestic peace and refuse to leave even though you're told to. So, since you're not living here, I'm asking you to leave now." Pelna steps aside to make space for them to leave, gesturing towards the door. The other officer stands beside him, nodding confirmatory once again.Ravus’ father snorts indignantly.”Who do you think you’re talking to? Don’t you know who we are? Who are you? Probably just another one of those savages, huh? You must be, or why else are you on his side?” he yells in anger while he nods at Yurick. Ravus shakes his head, visibly ashamed of his parents’ behavior. Luna groans, not feeling any better."Didn't know you're Galahdian, too." Yurick says ironically, glancing over at Ravus and Luna. "We are the police of Insomnia. We both took the oath to protect this city and anyone living here. And I really don't care who you are or aren't." Pelna's colleague answers before the black-haired officer can. "But I do care when people break the law. And I care about my colleagues. What you just did was insulting an official." While speaking the officer pulls out a notepad and a ball-pen."So, may I have your name and addresses please, so we can issue the report." He asks looking expectantly at the siblings’ parents. “Neither did we.” Luna says upon Yurick’s words and crosses her arms. “Usually the people of Tenebrae do not behave like that.” Ravus adds, still looking a bit embarrassed.Ravus’ father wants to say something more, but his wife puts a hand on his arm. “Don’t make it worse. It’ll already be mortifying enough when word gets around.” She mumbles. Her husband growls but decides to be compliant rather than causing any more trouble for themselves. So he tells the officer their names and address in Tenebrae.Their names and address are noted down neatly, then the officer puts his notepad away. "Thank you." He states. Pelna keeps a neutral expression all the time. "So, may we ask you to leave now?" The black-haired addresses the sibling's parents. "And, just for the record, if you don't follow that order, we are allowed to remove you by force. In that case we gladly give you a ride to the next hotel in the police car.If needed, I will declare a prohibition to come to this site again. Which means, once you pop up here again without an explicit invitation it means detention for you. Am I clear?" He states in a strong but neutral tone, once more gesturing towards the door with one arm, the other hand readily at his hand cuffs.The siblings’ parents rise with a distinct cold expression on their faces. They simply nod and then walk towards the door. None of them pays any attention to their children anymore before leaving. Pelna shakes his head while his colleague follows the siblings’ parents to make sure they really leave. "Thank the gods the two of you didn't fall victim to your parents’ upbringing and became decent persons instead." The black-haired officer smirks. "They should leave you alone now. If not, give us a call." He adds.Ravus huffs. “The thing is, if Yurick was a woman, they wouldn’t even care about his origin. They’re just pissed that I am not following their will. And I’m done listening to their bickering all the time.” He shakes his head. “Thanks for rescuing us.” Luna chimes in.”Have a nice evening.” Both of them wish Pelna then."See you around." Pelna nods at Yurick and Ravus. "I wish you all a good night." He adds, addressing all three. "I'll see myself out." With that he leaves the flat as well, closing the door behind himself. Ravus sighs deeply and then opens the fridge to grab a bottle of water and three glasses from the cupboard. “Gods… I hope they got that message now, once and for all.” He mutters. “Don’t get your hopes up too soon.” Luna says, grabbing one of the glasses once her brother poured some water into each of them.Yurick sighs, rubbing his face. "And they call us savages." He shakes his head, grabbing one of the glasses. "This is not the way family should speak with each other." He takes a sip from his glass. "Now I kinda wish that rumor about that VR thing true and the device was real. I could use a diversion." He grins sheepishly.Ravus laughs. “Well I warned you often enough. And it is not like I would care much. I can do without their rigmarole.” He claims. “I’m done with them as well at this point, and until they consider apologizing to all of us.” Luna adds and then looks at Yurick and Ravus. “You’d both play such games, huh?” The young Galahdian shrugs. "At least try it out. I mean, what the rumors say sounds really revolutionary. So if that technology exist Is want to try it out." He confirms. "But for that we would have to wait until the registration for a beta test opens up or the system is released."“I wish I had the time to play videogames at all.” Luna lifts a corner of her mouth. “Well it’s not like you didn’t choose your fate yourself.” Ravus teases. “As if you had a problem with having the flat mostly to yourself.” Luna grins. “Of course not.” Ravus takes a sip from his glass. “Anyway, do you think they’ll head back to Tenebrae now?” he inquires then.Lunafreya ponders for a moment and then nods. “Likely. I mean even they should know that they cannot just show up again tomorrow and that we won’t listen to their nonsense anymore. And unless they’re going to apologize they’re not welcome anyway. So they’ll probably fly home and take your childhood friend with them if she didn’t already run as long as she could preserve her dignity.” She surmises."You could always play on a day off." Yurick suggests. "I think Pelna was pretty clear about what will happen, if they show up again." He adds. "As much as I dislike to say it, I don't mind not seeing them ever again." The Galahdian sighs. “Understandable.” Luna admits. “I wouldn’t mind either.” Ravus confirms and takes another sip. Before anyone can say something more, a key is turned in the lock and a split second later the door is pushed open.Ravus raises an eyebrow but then relaxes again when it is only Noctis who enters and then shuffles into the kitchen. “Hey!” he yawns, walking past the boys to steal a kiss from Luna’s lips. “Did you know the police was here?” the black-haired wants to know after that. “Any idea what they wanted?” Yurick's gaze darts towards the door visibly relieved when Luna's boyfriend enters. upon his question the young Galahdian rubs his face and sighs. "Just don't ask." He states with the other two in chorus.Noctis blinks a few times, eyeing each of the three curiously. “Okay, what did you do?”he inquires skeptically. “We?” Ravus snorts. “Nothing did we do.” Luna confirms. "Exactly." Yurick nods confirmatory. "Just do us the favor and really don't inquire further. We aren't in the mood for talking right now." Noctis raises both hands in defense. “Oh, okay, okay!” he mutters and then gets a glass and something to drink as well.“You have no idea how horrible my day was!” he laments while he pours himself some water. “You don’t say.” Ravus retorts dryly. “Did you complete everything on Lazarus’ list for today?” Luna wants to know instead. "Oh yes, horrible office work." Yurick chuckles. "Reminds me, I need the library's online catalogue for some books. We already got assignments for presentation in one of my lectures." He sighs, pulling out his phone to do so.“Yeah, it’s boring. And bone-dry, I’d rather do something else.” Noctis whines. “And no, of course I didn’t manage to do everything on that list, which means that I’ll have even more work tomorrow!” he keeps complaining. “You won’t be doing anything else soon if you don’t learn proper time management.” Ravus offers, emptying his glass. Luna chuckles. “That’s a lost cause.” She teases.Yurick chuckles. "It is. Ravus is right. You really need to learn to prioritize your tasks. I came across a video with some pretty good techniques. I could share it, if you like. It helps me handle council and college tasks." He offers. “A video?” Noctis blinks again. “Yeah, let me see.” He agrees, fumbling his phone out of his pocket. Ravus just smirks. “You do not have a choice anyway. Lazarus won’t be happy if you do not complete the full list.” Luna assesses."The crux of being the intern for the most renown lawyer in town." Yurick grins, browsing his phone for the video he mentioned. "You should be glad. Many others would gladly take your place. You can learn a lot from him. I'd try to get the most out if it, if I were you." He adds. "I'll email you the link." Yurick states when he finds what he is looking for.“Definitely.” Ravus confirms. “Working for Lazarus might also help getting future internships in good places.” He adds and suppresses a yawn himself. “But I’d say we’ll leave you to your own devices now and get comfortable in my room.” He suggest, casting a questioning glance at Yurick. “Yeah, we’re tired too.” Luna nods and puts her empty glass into the sink.Yurick does not bother to suppress his own yawn. "Yes, otherwise I'd sure fall asleep right here." He nods, grabbing his and Ravus’ glasses to put them into the sink as well before he follows his boyfriend to his room after everybody said good night. Luna and Noctis disappear into Luna’s room only minutes later.
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At the beginning of the week Dino is on his way to little Galahd in order to do as announced: visit the youth center Axis and Sonitus founded to write an article about it. Since it is a place for kids and teens to gather, he takes his daughter with him. Who else then a kid herself could experience such a place the best way? Alessia is really looking forward to seeing the place.What she is not looking forward to is being picked up by her mother later in the day to spend the next two weeks with her. Neither is Dino. But for now they have something good to focus on, especially since Aranea accompanies them making it feel like a family trip. After their most urgent case has been solved the private detective took the afternoon off so she could be here.The youth club Axis and Sonitus founded looks well planned. It’s spacious and colorful, and it has a large yard where everyone can play basketball or do other sports and games. Inside there’s much room to hang out with some friends, either sitting together and talk, play darts or kicker or even billiard, to do homework or eat together. There’s always personnel the kids can turn to if they need help or whatever else, Galahdians and other nationalities alike.The club is bustling with kids and teens. A lot of them from Little Galahd, but more kids from all over Insomnia are coming each day. Axis has his hands full serving them soft drinks when they come to the counter that has been set up like a bar with stools and some cozy lighting. Sonitus usually assists Axis at the counter but right now he is busy helping some kids with their physics homework by showing them how an electricity circuit works while answering their questions.Alessia’s eyes widen when they enter the club and before Dino can say anything she runs off to look around. The journalist chuckles slightly. "Bet it'll be a fight to take her home later." He assesses in amusement. “I can imagine.” Aranea retorts with a crooked grin while she takes a curious look around. “I think I’d have liked something like that as a child.” She ponders then.Dino nods. "Yeah, would've been nice." He agrees looking around. "Seems like they really thought this all through." He adds, then nods towards Axis at the counter. "Come, let's say hello and hear how things are going."Once Alessia comes running a Galahdian boy with wild curls and a tooth gap where one of his incisors should be, but a charming smile nonetheless and cheekily sparkling eyes drops his pencil and jumps up from his chair. “Hey!” he greets her friendly. “You’re new here, right?” The girl stops and nods. "Ciao." She greets him in Accordian, smiling brightly herself. "Yes, I'm here for the first time." She adds in Lucian, glancing around.The boy chuckles and then just grabs her hand. “Come, I’ll show you around!” he offers and already wants to pull her along. "Oh yes please!" Alessia smiles, following along wherever the boy pulls her. Aranea nods, following Dino to the counter. “Hello!” she greets with a grin. "Hi, how are you doing?" Dino greets as well.Axis turns a bit to look at the two while he grins back. “Hey there!” he retorts, an amused expression spreading all over his face. “Aren’t you two a bit too old for this establishment? I mean… No offense but, you really stick out age-wise.” He asks jokingly."I have an excuse." Dino adds chuckling and points towards Alessia. "Who obviously already made a friend." The journalist grins. Sonitus finishes his experiment with the kids and comes over to the counter as well. "Hello." He greets Aranea and Dino. "What brings you here?" He asks. "Business, kind of." Dino answers. "I want to write an article about your youth center."“Well,” Axis says, making an inviting gesture, “Feel free to have a look around or just ask us what you need to know. As you can see this place has become very lively quite quickly.” He says with a rather proud smile. “And we haven’t had a serious fight among the kids yet.” Dino follows the gesture and sits down. "Yes, this place seems to be quite popular already." He nods. "You really did a good job. And, if I may say so, it seems to me both of you fit much better in here than the line of job you were in before." He states.While the journalist is speaking, Sonitus pours them all some juice to drink. The former forensic specialist shrugs. "Maybe a bit. Can't say I don't like working here." The journalist nods. "Would it be okay if I take pictures? I'll make sure not to have any kids in them in a recognizable way."Axis lifts a corner of his mouth. “Psychologists fit in everywhere.” He mumbles and takes a sip from his glass. Aranea grabs her own and grins. “Well at least you’re without the nightshifts now. If that isn’t an advantage.” She snickers. Axis snorts and then nods upon Dino’s questions. “Of course.”"Someone with technical skills as well." Sonitus adds to Axis’ claim of fitting in. The journalist grabs a glass, then smirks. "Great. Then I better get to work." Dino states, pulling a camera out of his bag after taking a sip from his glass. "I'll be back in a jiffy." With that he wanders off, giving the place a good observation, every now and again looking out for Alessia who seems to be very content with being here and having fun with the other children.After a few minutes he is back, apparently satisfied. "This really is a nice place. Well done, gentlemen." He praises, sitting down again. "So, how did you come up with that idea?" Dino inquires, pulling out his notepad to jot down any piece of information. Axis shrugs. “We didn’t like the situation in this city as it was, and since we lost our jobs anyway we thought that we might at least try to change something.” He says, pausing for a moment to take a sip.“Well if you want a plant to grow healthily you tend to its roots, give them space to develop and fertile soil.” He explains then. “It’s pretty much the same principle here.” Aranea listens to the interview curiously, but she does not interfere. Sonitus nods confirmatory. "Protected space, free from unhealthy influences." He adds. "The kids can spend time with whoever they want without someone trying to guide their ideas into one direction. They have the chance to get to know each other and the cultures they originate from without prejudices. Just be kids." He explains.Dino nods, scribbling on his note pad. "True words." He states, halting his writing to take another sip. “And if they need it, they can get help with their homework, or learn in groups with other people. We also offer a proper meal for those who can’t get one at home, either because their parents are working all day or because they lack the money to afford it.” Axis goes on.Dino keeps writing his notes, taking a sip from his glass from time to time while listening to the two men. "Leaving the kids space brings out the best qualities in them. They take care of each other, help each other, try to solve quarrels without fighting." Sonitus continues. "We and the rest of the personnel are mainly here to assist if they can't find a solution themselves, be it homework or a discussion." He goes on."And we also intend to offer courses over the school holidays so the kids who will not travel anywhere for vacation still can have a nice time." Sonitus adds, taking some sips from his juice. Axis nods. “Courses? What courses are you going to offer?” Aranea chimes in, obviously too curious to refrain from asking.Dino chuckles slightly but says nothing, his focus lies on the two men. "Well, stuff that is useful and fun. Like cooking, physics like building electric circuits, easy programming, simple survival skills. You don't necessarily need them in the city but it's nice to know and the kids have fun with stuff like that." Sonitus answers Aranea's question. “Oh I bet Alessia would like that, too.” The private detective says, taking a sip from her juice.“We don’t have a full list yet, or dates for the individual courses. We cannot handle them all on our own, but as soon as we have coordinated everything with our staff we’ll have the entire list online on our homepage.” Axis states. "Seems like you know her well already." Dino grins. "Yes, she'll certainly like to participate. Do you have a newsletter one can sign up for?" He inquires, putting pen and notepad away. "It's more convenient than having to go to the website."Axis chuckles. “Yes of course, but in order to sign up you’ll have to go to the website first.” He replies with an amused sparkle in his eyes. Aranea giggles, nudging Dino softly in the side. The journalist rolls his eyes. "I may not be that young anymore but I guessed that much myself." He chuckles, fending off Aranea's nudging."Still, I recommend to have flyers with the registration link laying out. It usually helps spreading the word. And, maybe, think about putting a blog on the website. People like to read personal experiences. You could have the kids writing an article each week. Maybe as a project or to assist those who have trouble with writing longer texts." Dino suggests. Sonitus blinks, casting a short glance at Axis." Sounds like a good idea." He ponders.“Yeah.” Axis stretches a bit, eyeing two kids who play video games for a moment before he turns to Dino again. “Hey, as a journalist, you don’t happen to know anything about those rumors regarding that mysterious VR system that is said to be developed? One of the kids found an article in one of the computer magazines and now everyone is totally excited about it.”Dino empties his glass then nods. "Yes, I heard about it. I know some journalists working for computer or gaming magazines but none of them could prove it to be true. But also no one could prove it's a hoax yet." He answers Axis' question. "They all agree that the rumor drop is far too coordinated to be just a bad joke but rather a very clever marketing move. Guess we have to wait and see if the rumors prove to be true or not." He adds.“Damn it!” Axis grins. “Here I was hoping you might know something we all don’t.” He blinks a few times. “You know, I’m pretty interested in the whole thing myself.” He confesses then. "Me too." Sonitus chimes in. Dino smirks and nods. "All I know is, that the most renown and some very independent magazines got some kind of exclusive information leak. The rest just got it from them." Dino explains."From a journalistic point of view it might really be interesting to get my hands on one of those things. If the claims are true." The journalist adds. Aranea groans. “Guys… You never really grow up, right?” she wants to know but grins afterwards. “But to be honest, I think even I might give it a try, at least for once.” Sonitus lifts an eyebrow but grins. "No, we don't." He answers in amusement."I always have my profession as an excuse." Dino adds grinning as well. "And I never claimed to be grown up in the first place." The journalist winks. "You know, kids keep you young." Aranea tilts her head to the side. “Sooo you think I’m old?” she asks teasingly. “Oh oh.” Axis chuckles. “But he is right.” Dino's grin just becomes mischievous. "Old and wise, yes." He nods causing Sonitus to quickly stifle a laughter by drinking the rest of his juice."But, lucky for you, you actually also have access to the fountain of youth since you know a very lively little girl now." Dino adds in a reverent tone making a serious face, his eyes still sparkling skittishly. Aranea snorts. “We’ll talk about that later in private!” she tells Dino with a wink.
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The boy tugs Alessia along, still a bright smile on his face. “My name is Ash.” He introduces himself. “Well actually Ashland, but everyone just calls me Ash anyway.” He adds, and then points at the kicker and billiard tables. “Do you like playing? Or maybe darts?” he inquires, while they approach the gaming area."That's a nice name." The girl assesses. "I'm Alessia." She looks around at all the options. "Is there any place to climb?" Alessia inquires, not really interested in the games in the area. "Or maybe crafting?" She looks around again. “Uhm... thanks!” Ash scratches the back of his head and ponders for a while. “We have trees outside, that you could climb, if you can.” He challenges her.“And yes, you can craft stuff here, with cardboard or paper and paint it, you can even do pottery.” He explains then. “You could also draw, paint, play board games, or do some sports outside. There’s also a playground if you’re interested in a seesaw, swing, or a carousel. I could also introduce you to my friends. So, what shall it be?” he inquires enthusiastically."Climbing!" Alessia shoots. "I'm good at climbing." She boasts. "And later crafting." She adds after thinking for a moment. Ash giggles in amusement. “I am too! Let’s see if you can climb the tree!” With those words he drags Alessia along to the door that leads to the yard. As promised there’s a playground, a football field, and a place to play basketball. And of course lots of children are out here.On the grass next to the playground there’s a large, gnarled tree with long and thick branches. It looks challenging but not impossible to climb. “There it is!” Ash presents the tree and casts a glance at Alessia. “You think you can do it?” Alessia grins. "You bet I can!" She claims, walking towards the tree, determined to climb it. She is not inexperienced in climbing, not only from the boulder hall but she certainly already climbed one or the other tree.Ash observes her for a while and whistles through his teeth in acknowledgement. “Wow, not bad. Where did you learn that?” he asks curiously and then follows her, climbing the tree himself. As a Galahdian he is of course good at it. "My dad and I go climbing often." Alessia explains, finding herself a nice, strong branch to sit on. "You're pretty good, too". She assesses appreciatively.“Thanks!” Ash retorts and then plops down on the branch next to Alessia. “Me and my dad often go camping in the jungle of Galahd during the holidays. He shows me how to build a treehouse, how to climb or fish.” He tells Alessia. “Oh and of course how to handle wild animals. Ever saw a real coeurl in the wilderness?” the boy inquires."Wow." Alessia lets out with wide eyes. "No never." The girl vigorously shakes her head. "We haven't been to Galahd yet. My mom won't let me travel so far with my dad." She sighs. “Why not?” Ash raises both eyebrows. “You could come with us, and we just tell your mom that you’re staying with a friend.” He suggests then.Alessia ponders for a moment. "We could do that. I guess." She shrugs. "Or we wait two weeks, then I'm staying with my dad again. He won't object and that way mom cannot know anything." The girl taps her chin thoughtfully.”Maybe your dad could come, too. It could be your little secret if your mother doesn’t allow it.” Ash grins, bobbing a bit back and forth on the branch."Oh, yes." Alessia sounds really excited. "He'll surely like that." She nods fiercely "I'll ask him later." The girl adds, letting herself backwards to swing upside down from the branch. Ash chuckles, looking at her from above. “Galahd is pretty cool. It’s so much different from this place. But it’s so much more fun for kids. “Here in the city I’m not allowed to go wherever I want, but back home in Galahd I can do whatever I want.” The boy sighs."Yeah, the city is big and one can get lost quickly." She confirms, still dangling headlong from the branch. "But... I know my way around here. Dad showed me a lot of ways and shortcuts, ways to get home or somewhere else safely." Alessia tells him a conspiratorial expression on her face before she takes a few swings and sits up again. "I can show you sometime." The girl offers.“My parents don’t want me to leave Little Galahd on my own. They say it’s too dangerous.” Ash grumbles and crosses his arms. “They let me play out in the jungle but this city is dangerous, can you imagine that?” he sighs. "Parents." Alessia agrees with a knowing tone in her voice. "Maybe they think an animal would flee but some bad persons in the city won't?" She ponders.“I think it’s more about the traffic in general than about some baddies. You know, the streets are crowded with cars and people that get stuck in the traffic, and then there are people who just want to get home quickly and sometimes they don’t watch where they’re going and they might just run kids over and so on.” Ash makes a face. “As if it were any different in Little Galahd, buuut… It’s no use trying to discuss that with them.”"Mom keeps telling me that the city is dangerous, too, and doesn't let me go anywhere apart from school and back home. Dad's different. He lets me do more on my own and teaches me how to be careful and avoid trouble." The girl says, sitting still for a moment just looking around. "Wanna go and craft something?" She asks, inclining her head a bit.The boy shrugs. “Why not?” he asks and climbs down the branch, only holding his own weight with his hands, so he can jump to the next branch below himself. He keeps going like that until he is back on solid ground, waiting for Alessia to follow him. The girl follows, climbing down the tree the way she got up there. "That's why I know ways to avoid crowds and jammed streets." She states regarding the dangers of the city. "So, I guess crafting stuff is inside?"“Yup, unless you take something outside.” Ash points at two wooden tables and some folding chairs right next to the building. There are parasols too, but they have not been set up yet, as it is not too hot in the direct sunlight at this time of year. Ash grins and then walks back inside to show Alessia the crafting area. It has everything one could wish for. Cardboard and paper, Styrofoam, colorful fabric, wool, crayons, pencils, felt-tips, and of course utensils like lineal, scissors or dividers.There is also pottery material, but from the look of it they would have to ask if they wanted to do that. "Oh, crafting outside would be so nice. I have to come back when it's warmer." Alessia states gleefully, then follows Ash inside. For a few moments the girl ponders what to do, then decide to grab some paper, fabric, glue, and colored pencils. Quickly she finds a place to sit, waving for Ash to join her.The boy grabs the drawing he was working on before Alessia showed up to continue it. It is a fairly good work of a coeurl in the jungle. “What are you going to do?” he inquires, eyeing what Alessia brought to the table. "I'm not sure yet." Alessia ponders, looking at the materials she chose. She glances over at Ash's picture. "That looks great." She assesses appreciatively.“Thanks!” the boy beams. “Do you like drawing, too?” he wants to know then. Alessia nods. "Yes, I do." She grabs a green colored pencil and starts to draw something that looks like grass. "I think, I'll make a picture with us camping. And then I'll tell my dad that I want to do that." She explains while drawing. Ash grins widely. “That is a great idea! I can’t wait for the holidays anyway.” He claims, then suddenly jumps off his chair. “Wait a minute!”Alessia nods. "Oh yes, me too." Her gaze follows Ash curiously when he jumps up and runs off. The boy walks back to the shelves where all the crafting material is stored. From there he takes a box full of wooden beads and starts rummaging around in it. Once he finds what he is looking for he beams once more. The box is placed back onto the shelf before he returns to Alessia. “Here!” he says, holding out his fist as if to put something into her open hand.The girl observes Ash's doing, looking even more curious when he returns. "What is that?" Alessia asks, holding her hand under his fist, expectantly glancing at him and whatever he is holding. Ash opens his fist and lets a wooden bead fall into Alessia’s hand. Apparently it is painted in a bright yellow, green and a darker hue of green for contrast. The colors remind of a lively summer forest in the sunlight.“A friendship bead.” The boy explains with a charming smile. “I painted it once and hid it among all the other beads. We’re friends now, aren’t we?” Alessia's eyes widen in amazement. "It's beautiful!" she exclaims, holding it up to shed more light on it. "You painted that yourself?" She inquires, fascination in her voice. "I love it." Alessia ends her assessment of the bead, looking at Ash with a big smile on her face. "Yes, we are friends." She confirms.The boy nods, looking a bit proud about the praise. “I thought it might come in handy one day.” He says casually and winks. “Shall I braid it into your hair?” he wants to know then. Alessia smiles a bit shyly then nods. "Yes, I'd like that." She answers holding out the bead to Ash again. The boy takes it and gets up again to stand behind Alessia’s chair. “It will look cool in your hair.” He remarks, then carefully picks a strand to braid. Alessia nods, then holds still until Ash finished braiding.Ash is skillful and swift and cautious not to hurt her, so the bead is braided into Alessia’s hair in no time. Once Ash is done he eyes his work thoughtfully and then nods. “Yup, looks perfect. It’s done.” He states with a smile. Once he is done, Alessia grabs the braid, eyeing it and the bead in it. "It's beautiful." she repeats. "I really like it." She adds smiling warmly. "I'll never take it of again." The girl states. "Well, maybe for washing my hair." Alessia adds grinning cheekily. Then she glances over at their unfinished pictures. "Shall we finish them?"Ash chuckles and then nods. “Yeah, let’s do that!” he agrees happily and sits down again, so they can talk some more while finishing their works.
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While the kids are busy drawing their pictures and the grown-ups are talking at the counter, Nyx walks into the youth club. He quickly looks around and then raises an eyebrow when he spots Aranea and Dino at the counter. “What, can’t you at least leave me alone outside of work?” he asks Aranea jokingly, poking her softly in the side. Aranea chuckles and turns a bit, giving him a brief look over. “Uhm… no?” she replies audibly amused.“Aren’t you a bit too old to be here?” Nyx addresses them both, a giddy sparkle in his eyes. “And you aren’t? If I remember correctly you’re even older than me!” Aranea counters. “Well I have an excuse.” The private detective retorts. “Aha?” Aranea inquires. “I’m here for work and I’m sorry to interrupt but I’m afraid I have to kidnap him for a moment.” Still grinning Nyx nods at Axis.The ex-profiler blinks a few times and then just shrugs. “And we’re here with a child.” Aranea justifies Dino’s and her presence. Nyx grins widely. “That’s life.” He teases with a wink. "And for work." Dino adds after greeting Nyx and observing the verbal exchange of blows between the two private detectives. Sonitus lifts an eyebrow, glancing over at Nyx and then at Axis. "Well, don't let me keep you. I'll stay here." He says, getting comfortable behind the counter.Axis snorts and shrugs once more before he comes out from behind the counter. “What can I help you with?” he asks Nyx, who then exchanges a few quiet words with the ex-profiler. "Well, I have what I need as well. So I'd say we try to get Alessia home. Bet Grace will be over soon to pick her up." The journalist adds, this last sentence not sounding very happy.“Do you think you’ll succeed?” Aranea wants to know, turning her head to overlook the room for Alessia searchingly. “Where is she anyway?” Dino shrugs. "Will have to. Ice cream usually works good." He comments, looking around to find his daughter himself. He does not have to wait for long until Alessia comes running, the picture in one hand. "Dad!" She calls, not slowing down a bit, so Dino has to catch her mid-run. "There you are." He smiles.Ash runs after her but stops before he could collide with anything. “Err… hi!” he greets and grins widely, once more revealing his tooth gap. When he spots Nyx the grin even widens. “Nyyyx!” he yells, causing the private detective to look at them. “Oh look, our little rascal is also here.” He grins. Aranea chuckles but stays quiet otherwise."This is Ash. He is my friend." Alessia declares. "He gave me a friendship bead." She adds, turning her head for Dino to see. The journalist smiles softly. "That's very nice of you." He states, reaching out to ruffle Ash's hair. "But good you're here now. Unfortunately, we have to go." Dino informs his daughter. Ash grins once more when Dino deranges his hair.Nyx chuckles. “Oh, did he? He doesn’t do that for everyone.” He hums with an innocent expression on his face. Ash blushes slightly and shoots him a warning glare. "Oh, I'm sure Alessia will value the gift." Dino smiles while Alessia nods vigorously. "Well then, time to say goodbye." The journalist sighs, letting his daughter down so she can say goodbye to Ash. Of course, the girl does not like that and pouts, crossing her arms in front of her chest."We'll be back. Promise." Dino assures her, making Alessia cease her pouting. "Scout's honor?" She asks, glancing up to her father. "Cross my heart, first thing when you come back from your stay at your mother's." Dino nods. “I’m here whenever I can.” Ash tells Alessia with a smile. Alessia still grumbles a bit, then nods. "See you in two weeks." She waves goodbye to Ash." Goodbye, gentlemen. Thanks for the interview. I'll email you a draft to approve before I post the article." Dino says his goodbye to Axis, Nyx and Sonitus, then heads to the exit, followed by his daughter who turns on the way to wave at Ash once more. Aranea leaves as well after saying goodbye to Nyx, who sits down at the counter once the others are gone.“And you didn’t even have to bribe her with ice-cream.” Aranea whispers into Dino’s ear while they leave the youth club. Dino just grins and nods. Outside they turn towards the journalist’s car to drive back to his flat. There he picks up the daily mail from the mailbox but does not see through it yet. This can wait until Alessia is gone. "Do you have packed everything you need?" He asks her. The girl nods quietly not looking very happy.Before Dino can say anything else, the doorbell rings. "Well, there we go." He sighs, walking to the door to press the buzzer and let Grace in. Aranea sighs inwardly, crossing her arms in front of her chest and leans against the wall, awaiting the inevitable. Alessia idles around sitting on her bed while waiting. Grace does not enter the flat. She stays in the doorframe, barely nodding a greeting at Dino, mainly because she cannot avoid it, ignoring Aranea completely.The journalist turns and walks to his daughter’s bedroom. "È ora di andare, mia gioia." He tells her in Accordian causing Grace to roll her eyes. "Can't you just speak Lucian, like anybody else does?" She asks impatiently. "I could." Dino answers. "But sometimes, I just don't want to." The journalist adds, while Alessia grabs her bag and slowly starts to walk towards her mother."You could at least smile." Grace states, scrutinizing her daughter. "What's that in your hair?" She demands to know, reaching out to look at the bead when Alessia reaches her. "What's that supposed to mean?" Grace inquires, intently staring at her daughter. "A friendship bead." The girl answers. "I got it from a friend in the youth center." She adds. Her mother lifts an eyebrow, the braid still in her hand. Her gaze darts over to Dino. "Don't tell me you let her spend time with those..."The journalist interjects before she can speak on. "Don't you dare and defame anyone in front of our daughter!" Aranea, who stood silent the whole time literally looks as if she would explode if she kept her mouth any longer. “Yo missy, it’s his flat, and even if he wanted to speak Niff it’s his decision and you have nothing to say about it.” She explains and then gives Grace a deadly glare.“These people are a hundred times more cultivated than you, so watch your words.” She adds icily. "And who exactly asked you for your opinion?" Grace turns to Aranea. "She doesn't need to be asked to state her opinion." Dino chimes in. "And I value her words. Maybe you should start to, too." He adds calmly. Maybe a little bit to calm."Hmpf." Grace huffs, turning to her daughter. "You'll take that out." She demands. "What? It's just a bead, mom!" Alessia protests. "I don't care, take that out." Her mother snaps. "No!" The girl yells back, stomping with her foot and crossing her arms again. "Let her be. It's a bead. It doesn't hurt, it looks nice and most people don't even care what a girl wears in her hair." Dino interjects once more, stepping closer to Grace.The journalist stares directly into her eyes while speaking, looking a bit like a predator about to pounce, or to protect his young. For a moment Grace stares back. "Well, for now you can leave it in. We'll discuss the rest later." She says coolly. "And now go down and wait in the car." She orders her daughter. Dino kneels down, to hug Alessia goodbye, then the girl leaves.Once she is out of earshot, Grace turns towards Dino again. "You're far too soft with her. It will do her no good. But fortunately, that can be changed." Her voice is as cold as the expression in her eyes. "What do you mean?" The journalist asks in irritation. "Well, maybe you should check your mail." Grace flutes sweetly, then waves and turns to leave.“Shiva’s tits, you’re so unbearable. I’d be ashamed of myself if I would ever treat a child like that, let alone my own.” Aranea shakes her head. “I really wonder how you can still look at yourself in the mirror.” Grace does not respond, just waves again, and walks down the stairs to get home with her daughter."For that, she would need to reflect what she is doing. What she won't do as long as she thinks she is right." Dino mumbles, flipping through the mail he took out of the mailbox and put down on the kitchen table when they came home. His doing comes to a halt for a moment, when he comes across a yellow envelope, typical for official court mail.The journalist opens it and pulls the letter out. For a moment he stands still like frozen. Then he slumps down on a chair with a groan, rubbing his face. His hands shake a bit and even though he hides his face for the moment, he looks a bit pale. “I just can’t stand people like her.” Aranea grumbles and then blinks, watching Dino questioningly. “What is it?” she wants to know, raising an eyebrow.Instead of an answer, he just pushes the letter from the court a bit into Aranea's direction. "That bitch." He mumbles hoarsely. His voice shakes as do his hand and he sounds like he has problems with breathing freely. Aranea snatches the paper from Dino’s hand to cast a look at it, quickly reading what is written on it.It is a citation to the family court for a renegotiation of the currently shared custody. Grace obviously aims to get the sole custody for Alessia. Dino will have to answer to allegations like manipulating his daughter against her mother, not having a proper job or endangering Alessia's security by being part of a criminal network. Dino rests his forehead in one hand, nestling with his tie to loosen it, still looking and sounding as if he cannot breathe properly.Aranea mutters something incomprehensible in Niff under her breath, but it sure sounds like something that is far from suitable for children’s ears. She tosses the letter back onto the table and steps behind Dino’s chair to wrap both arms around the journalist from behind. “You don’t think that she’s going to get away with it, do you?” she then asks softly.Dino stops to nestle with his tie, putting the hand on Aranea's arm instead. "I don't know." He mumbles. "I..." The journalist takes a deep breath. "I don't know how much was manipulated during the last trial. I mean, I was part of a criminal network, for a couple of years on top of that. No one asks if it was by choice or not in that case." Dino gulps hard. "But I never ever tried to steer Alessia away from her mother."Aranea sighs, tightening her embrace. “I know that, and Grace knows as well. And so does Alessia. You’re a great father, and you’re not alone in this. I mean, how many witnesses might your ex have for her claims? Her new boyfriend? I think you do have a few more people on your side. And most importantly, Alessia has a word in all of this, too.” She tries to reassure him.Dino closes his eyes and leans a bit into Aranea's embrace, putting the other hand on her arm as well. "I've been through this already. It's not like I had a good chance as a single father back then. The mother always has a bonus. Witnesses aren't always heard, especially not if the case seems to be that clear." He sighs heavily again. “Nah, not always. And I doubt that, if she behaves in court like she usually does, she’ll really have a bonus.” Aranea shakes her head again, holding Dino tight.“The only valid reason they ‘had’ to decide against you was your involuntary ‘membership’ in Izunia’s organization and that is no more - Neither the reason for that accusation, nor the organization itself. You even helped to bring it down. Don’t drive yourself crazy now.” She mutters, resting her chin on his shoulder."In court she'll be the sweetest and most innocent person in the world. She nearly won the last time." Dino mumbles. "Drove me into Izunia's organization in the first place. And she will use that against me." He turn his head to look at Aranea, the grey of his eyes as pale as his face. "I cannot help being afraid of losing my child." He adds sadly, lowering his eyelids a bit. "Apart from meeting you, she is the best thing that happened in my life." The journalist mumbles softly, leaning his forehead against Aranea's head.“You won’t lose her, trust me.” Aranea whispers softly, still holding her boyfriend tight, trying to calm him down a little. “You’re not alone anymore. I’m here, and if you need people to tell them that you’re the best father Alessia could wish for, there are more than just a handful of them. One of them even being the chief of the police. You can’t lose.”Dino takes another deep breath. Aranea's words and the closeness really help to calm him down a bit. He lifts his head, then lets go of her arms to turn on his chair. Afterwards he tries to pull her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. "I know, I'm not alone. I know that my fear is irrational but it's hard to fight it." He answers, looking at his girlfriend while the color slowly returns to his eyes and his face."You truly are my Ms. Sunshine." The journalist whispers softly, loving warmth in his voice. He lifts one hand to caress Aranea's cheek. "Thank you." He adds quietly. The detective chuckles slightly. “Who would have thought that back then…?” she mutters, returning the gaze with a gentle smile while she snuggles up to him.“I know you’re afraid,” Aranea says then, “But have faith into your knight in shiny armor, it’ll be alright.” The journalist cannot help but to snicker, his eyes lighting up again. For a moment he just looks at her, his thumb keeps caressing her cheek. "Yes, who would have thought that. My sunshine and knight in shiny armor." He smiles. "I love you, Nea." Dino adds, pulling her closer intending to place a loving kiss on her lips.Aranea smiles softly, a loving shimmer in her green eyes. “I love you too, Dino.” She retorts, returning the kiss just as tenderly while she keeps holding the journalist tight. Dino holds the kiss for a few moments, closing his eyes as long as it lasts, while he wraps his arms even closer around her. After he breaks the kiss again, he leans his head against his girlfriend's forehead."I'll contact Lazarus once he is back from his vacation. He may not be specialized in family law but he'll probably know a good lawyer, who can help me." The journalist mumbles pondering. Aranea nods. “Sounds like a good plan.” She agrees, resting her head on Dino’s shoulder for a moment, but suddenly she sits up again. “While we speak of Lazarus…” she grins, “Have you had a look at your phone yet? I need to call him. I still have to take revenge.” Chuckling in amusement Aranea reaches for her phone."Huh?" Dino lifts an eyebrow, shifting so he can hold her better and they both can sit comfortably. "No, I didn't." He answers. "And revenge for what?" The journalist adds casting his girlfriend a questioning look. “It looks like Luche finally made up his mind and asked Tredd the question.” Aranea replies with a wink. “And revenge for his call back at the climbing hall.” She adds, showing Dino the pictures in the group chat."What? No way!" Dino's eyes widen. "When did that happen?" He adds, then grins. "Oh, that was the call back then." The journalist shakes his head. "And now you want to call him in his vacation to take revenge for that?" Aranea nods and grins widely. “Exactly.” She flutes and then just dials Luche’s number per video call."I see. Hoping to catch him in a compromising situation?" The journalist chuckles, completely back to his normal behavior. Aranea laughs, while the device does its work. “Maybe?” she asks with an amused sparkle in her eyes. “But I don’t think he’d pick up in that case.” Dino chuckles. "It would be strange if he did." He says, waiting for the call to be picked up.It takes a moment, then the blonde answers the video call. "Hi, what's up?" He asks. The lawyer seems to be sitting on the bed, the sofa where Snow and Cinder are bouncing around, in the background. “Hi there!” Aranea says, trying her best to hide her grin. “I just wanted to see if you’re alright and well… congratulate you two. Where’s Tredd anyway?” she wants to know, trying to see what’s going on behind the blonde.Tredd sprawls on the sofa in the background, trying to keep the bombs from jumping around on him. Of course they do not listen, always giving each other a high five, or in their case a high three, whenever they meet mid-air. "Thanks." Luche answers. "See for yourself." He adds, turning the phone a bit so Aranea and Dino can see what is happening behind him.Aranea giggles in amusement as she sees Tredd trying to fend off the bombs. “Sooo you found a new friend as well, huh?” she asks Luche, obviously meaning Snow. The blonde rolls his eyes. "He rather found me. Or he was attracted by the shine of the rings. I don't know." Luche sighs. "And apparently he decided to stay and quickly became friends with Cinder." He adds. "So, is there anything I can do for you or did you just want to send your congratulations?" The blonde inquires.“Fire and ice, getting along… just like you two.” Aranea chuckles with a wink. "Oh wow, a joke I haven't heard yet." Luche grumbles. “Well,” Dino chimes in. "I might actually need assistance." The journalist states, followed by a quick overview of what he needs and why. In the background Tredd groans and turns, burying his face in a pillow in the hope that the bombs might get bored teasing him.Luche puffs his cheeks. "That's skeevy." He shakes his head. "But I might know one or the other who should be able to help you. I'll send you the details, I hope they have some space in their calendars. Family law lawyers are even more busy than criminal law ones." The blonde adds. "Thank you." Dino smiles and nods. "I think you should rescue your fiancé now." The journalist adds chuckling.“There’s nothing one could rescue anymore.” Aranea giggles in amusement. “I’ve heard that!” Tredd yells from the background, sounding a bit muffled because he does not even bother lifting his head. "You know, I could say the same about you." Luche answers with a grin. "And I heard that." Dino says. "In that case I'd say were even." The blonde replies with a wink."Need anything else? I think I need to find a distraction for these two..." Luche points at Cinder and Snow. "Otherwise I might have to pay for a damaged sofa." Aranea shakes her head. “No, no… just have a nice evening.” She flutes. “And savor the rest of your vacation.” Luche nods. "Thanks. We will. See you." He ends the call after everybody said their goodbyes."So, what do we do now?" Dino inquires. "Except waiting for Luche to get back with the contact information? Although I'm pretty sure he will be occupied with other things right now." The journalist glances over at Aranea. "Maybe getting a bit more comfortable might be a good start." Aranea chuckles. “Care to elaborate those… other things?” she asks innocently. “Maybe… with a more… practical description? I’m not in for bone-dry theory right now.” She flutes with a cheeky smile.Dino grins suggestively. "Yeah, I think a practical approach might be the best one." He nods, wrapping one arm around his girlfriend's waist and slides the other under her knees. "Hold tight." He mumbles, getting up to carry her towards the bedroom where soon after a practical and physical exposition of said 'other things’ is conducted.
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About a week later all relevant media is full of articles about the mysterious new VR System that was developed by Aldercapt Empire, a fairly large computer company located in Niflheim, that is specialized in AI and VR technology, altogether with the big announcement of a public beta test that would be conducted soon and a link for everyone interested to register and apply. The lucky ones would be randomly chosen out of everyone who meets the desired criteria.Everyone who is into VR and video games in general is totally excited, and the massive amount of people trying to apply crashes the server hosting the beta registration website only seconds after it went live. And since everyone keeps trying it takes hours until the situation improves.
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“Gods damn it, it’s still not working!” Tredd curses, leaning against the counter of the little kitchen area at the police department. He is so fixated on the phone in his hand, he does not even notice Cinder stealing his donut. "Yeah." Pelna nods, his phone in hands, staring on the screen as well. "Probably too many people trying to register at the same time." The black-haired officer sighs, fumbling for his coffee cup that sits next to him on the counter without taking his eyes of the screen.“As if that couldn’t have been expected!” Tredd whines, reaching out for his donut blindly. When he cannot find it he just grabs another, laying it on his plate. Cinder lurks and just waits for the redhead to be distracted once more, so he can steal that one as well. “And we’ll soon have to start our patrol.” Tredd mumbles. “I so want to be one of the chosen ones. I want to see this with my own eyes. Or brain, or whatever.”"Right. They should've expected a run for the registration and set up more servers to deal with it." Pelna agrees. His fingers scrape by the cup, nearly knocking it from the counter. "Woah." For a moment the policeman takes his eyes off the phone’s screen and brings the tumbling cup to a halt. "That was close." He mumbles, grabbing it to empty the rest of coffee in it. Cinder giggles, quickly stealing the second donut from Tredd’s plate.The redhead blinks and then casts a short glance at Pelna. “What?” he asks, frowning when he sees his empty plate. Looking at the smacking Cinder explains everything, though. Tredd groans, putting the empty plate into the sink. “Hopefully it works later or in the afternoon.” He sighs. “I made it!” Libertus, who just enters the kitchen area proclaims, holding up his phone so everyone can see the confirmation."What?" Pelna nearly drops his cup again. "Not fair!" He protests, putting his cup away. His gaze turns back to the screen to try again registering for the beta. Libertus grins widely. “Must have hit a free slot.” He flutes. “Bah… unfair!” Tredd grumbles as well and then locks his phone with a growl. “That stupid website won’t even load.” He complains. “Yeah, and you two have a job to do, if I remember correctly.” Libertus teases."Gods damn it." Pelna grumbles in frustration, putting his phone away for the moment. "Yeah, yeah we're on our way." He adds towards Libertus, putting his empty cup into the sink. "You drive, I try to get us signed up?" He suggests while they leave the kitchen and head towards the car park to leave for their regular patrol.Tredd chuckles. “I just wanted to suggest the same, so yeah.” He nods, grabbing the keys to unlock the car. Cinder, who stays at the department hovers around in the kitchen, trying to find more treats. The redhead takes the wheel, holding his own device out to Pelna so he can keep trying. The black-haired officer grabs the redhead's phone. Holding one phone in each hand he tries to get the page to load so they can eventually register.“I’ll die instantly if we miss this beta because we’re unable to apply.” Tredd grumbles while he steers the car through Insomnia’s streets. For a while everything stays calm, and it almost looks like they’ll have an easy shift, but then they’re informed about a brawl. Once they reach their destination they learn that some teens got into a fight because of a certain beta registration, and because one of them succeeded while the others did not.Tredd rolls his eyes on the way back to their car. “See? Everybody is going crazy, and apart from not being able to register we have to deal with it on top of that!” he groans. "If it goes on like this we can count ourselves lucky with it just being brawls." Pelna sighs. "Come on you god damn thing. You let the chief register, why not us?" He grumbles speaking to his phone, once more trying to load the registration link.Tredd snorts. “Maybe he has an ultra secret direct line to every damn server in the world.” Tredd surmises jokingly. A few calls and some hours later the rush seems to settle a bit and Pelna is finally able to register himself and Tredd for the beta. They need to answer a few questions regarding their physical and mental health and put in their addresses and contact data for the application to be valid."Finally!" Pelna sighs in a mixture of relief and excitement. "So, now we have to wait, I guess." Tredd blinks a few times. “Seriously? Thank the gods!” he cheers. Before Pelna puts his phone away he drops the information that he and Tredd were able to register in the group chat. Monica replies that she was able to apply as well, and Crowe writes that she managed to sneak Luche in as well.The blonde either does not follow the chat or does not feel like responding to the message yet. "Well, seems like the party is just getting together." Pelna grins, referring to the messages in the group chat. “Now they just need to pick us all and it’s gonna be great fun.” Tredd agrees. “Plus I hope ‘soon’ doesn’t mean next year.”Pelna shakes his head. "Probably not. But it could still be months." He sighs. "Yes, that would be great if we all got in." He nods. “Months… I can’t wait any longer already.” Tredd whines before he takes his phone back, so they can finally concentrate on the tasks at hand again.
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Nyx arrives at the detective agency early. He parks his bike in front of the building and rushes right into the kitchen after he opened the shutters everywhere and let some fresh air in. Since he seems to be the first one to show up he prepares coffee for everyone and potential visitors such as clients.Since Yurick has no lectures this morning, he decides it might be a good idea to drop by at the agency. On one hand to discuss council topics with Nyx, on the other hand to help out if needed. And of course to try and get himself registered for that beta testing. Ravus does not have any obligations in the morning as well, so he accompanies Yurick. Upon entering they can both smell the scent of fresh coffee coming from the kitchen."Perfect timing, I'd say." Yurick assesses, walking straight towards the kitchen. "Morning." He greets Nyx, glancing over at the coffee machine. Ravus follows, greeting as well. “Good morning, you two.” Nyx greets back. He seems to be in a pretty good mood. “Coffee is ready in a minute.” He tells them, taking three cups from the cupboard. When he hears the main door being slammed, he just grabs another.“Gods, fuck those idiots! Won their licenses in the lottery but want to race like the big guys.” Aranea curses, before she appears in the kitchen door as well. "Someone's in a good mood this morning." Yurick chuckles. "Good morning." He greets her. Nyx grins widely. “You’d make a perfect Galahdian.” He comments clearly amused. “I’m only telling the truth!” Aranea grumbles.Not long after the private detective has entered the agency, the door opens again and Selena wanders in as well. "Good morning." She calls good spirited. "I can smell coffee." She adds, strolling into the kitchen. “Morning sis!” Nyx replies and grabs another cup, pouring them all some coffee after that. “So, has anyone registered yet?” he asks curiously. “When we tried it this morning it didn’t work.”Yurick grabs two cups, handing one to Ravus. "Not yet. We tried but didn't get far yet. Probably far too many requests so far. Guess we need to be patient." He answers. Selena shakes her head, helping herself to a cup of coffee. Ravus takes his cup and nods confirmatory. “The website is overloaded.” Nyx makes a face. “Yeah, I figured that. Looks like the world has waited for technology like that.”Yurick grins. "Not surprising. That really sounds exciting. It would be a revolution." He says, taking a sip from his coffee. "Yeah and look at you all getting excited. And you're sure not alone so no wonder that registration page doesn't load." Selena assesses. "I mean even among us, who isn't trying to get in? Apart from Lazarus that is." She chuckles. “Us, at the moment.” Nyx grins. “But honestly, I’m curious myself. So many possibilities. Oh and I bet Cor isn’t trying either.”Ravus shrugs. “Not at the moment, but they’ll sure try during their break.” He ponders. “Well I have a client later, so I won’t be able to keep trying.” Aranea remarks. “Me too, but I’m not as impatient as Tredd and Pelna certainly are.” Nyx mumbles snickering. "Oh, I can imagine them trying to get in every free moment." Selena giggles.Yurick nods. "Absolutely." He agrees. "I'm patient enough to not refresh the page every five seconds. I'll try it later when the first waves give up and more free spots to get in open up." The young Galahdian adds. “What? Imagine Regis, Clarus and Cor fiddling around with their phones excessively? Nah, that really doesn’t suit them.” Nyx decides. Aranea chuckles. “He’s right. And they don’t have the time either.”Selena shakes her head. "No, I was only thinking of Tredd and Pelna." She explains. "I can somewhat understand Cor wanting to check that but I can't get my head around Regis and Clarus wanting to join." Nyx' sister shakes her head again. "Why not? Just because they are older doesn't mean they can't be interested in new technology." Yurick replies, taking another sip from his coffee.“They tried to make us believe that they weren’t interested at all. But I’m sure they searched for information on the internet and they’ll sure as hell apply, even if it is tonight when they think nobody will notice.” Nyx tells the others. “And then they’ll likely claim they just join in out of legal interest.” He assesses. “I can imagine that.” Aranea chuckles, taking a sip of her coffee. “Legal interest… Then I do have an excuse for playing as well: IT reasons.” Ravus jokes."Oh, do we have to have excuses now?" Yurick chuckles. "I don't think, I can find a proper one so I'll just say it as it is: I'm fucking curious if that really is worth the hype." Nyx laughs. “Same here, although that’s kinda like the basic requirement to become a private detective.” He adds. “See, there are our excuses.” Aranea remarks with an amused wink. “Alright, anyone wanna try?” Ravus teases, pulling his phone out of his pocket."Yeah, let's give it a shot." Yurick nods, fumbling for his phone as well. Selena shakes her head again, but follows the others’ example. “Can’t hurt.” Nyx mumbles and tries his own phone while he takes a sip from his coffee. “It won’t load anyway.” Aranea grins. “It does, at least for me.” Ravus flutes. “They want a bit of information, though.”Yurick glances at Ravus' screen. "Yeah, but that seems kind of legit. They need to make sure it's real persons registering and not some kind of software to grab keys for selling them later. And of course that no one registers twice or more for the same reason." He shrugs. "And, honestly, you don't want anyone with mental or physical health issues to test your systems. What if something happens to them while they're using it? As a company you don't want to be blamed for it." He adds, looking back at his phone.“I wouldn’t want players with mental issues on a virtual PvP game.” Ravus mutters. “There are lots of them in PvP games already, so what’s the difference?” Nyx wants to know, refreshing the page once more. “With all that freedom such games could offer? That makes a big difference.” Ravus retorts. “As if they’d allow torture and stuff.” Aranea shrugs. “Would that even hurt?” Nyx ponders. “I don’t want to find out.” Aranea shakes her head.“No, they said it’s safe, no pain or stuff, but still.” Ravus states. “I’m in by the way.” He announces. “Nothing yet.” Nyx sighs. “Hah! I can put my details in as well!” Aranea flutes cheerfully. "Even without torture, I don't want some psycho ruining my gaming fun." Yurick states, reloading the page once more. "Oh, I can enter my details, too!" He states, promptly sounding excited while typing to answer the questions asked.“Cheater!” Selena accuses him jokingly and then refreshes the page too. “Oh wow, it works for me, as well. Looks like we’re lucky.” She hums. “Or they opened a few more slots, I can register too.” Nyx confirms. "Whatever as long as it works for us." Yurick states, looking up from his phone. "Seems like we all could register, right?" He looks expectantly at the others. "Shall we let the others know?"“Yes,” Ravus nods. “And yes, of course!” he adds. Nyx chuckles, casting a quick glance at their group chat. “No message from Tredd or Pelna yet, so I guess they’re still trying and cursing to their heart’s content.” He ponders in amusement, typing the ‘good news’ into the chat. Aranea laughs. “I can well imagine that.”Selena chuckles. "They'll curse even more when they see the messages." She quickly types in a comment, as well as Yurick. "Let's hope, they get a spot, too." The young Galahdian adds. “Let’s rather hope that we’re all among the chosen ones, and that the game to test is not a shooter.” Ravus retorts, typing a short message into the group chat before he shoves his phone back into his pocket.“Oh yes, I’d like something medieval with swords and magic.” Nyx comments. “Yeah, that would be pretty cool.” Aranea agrees. "Something to explore would be nice." Yurick ponders. "I’d like some medieval world exploration with hunting and stuff." Selena empties her cup. "Is there any statement on when the beta will launch?"“No, nothing explicit, just a ‘soon’.” Ravus sighs. “That can mean anything.” Aranea mumbles. “Yeah, but thankfully I don’t have to think about that just now, I gotta go, see my client.” Nyx states with a crooked grin. Aranea casts a look at the clock and stretches. “That late already? I have to leave soon as well.” She mutters."Yeah, I need to get to my lectures, too." Yurick sighs. "Thanks for the coffee." He adds before waving to the others. "See you later." With that he turns towards the door. "You’re coming, too?" Yurick adds addressing Ravus. The blonde grins crookedly. “We still have time and you’re in such a hurry. But yes, I’m coming too.” He says his goodbyes and follows Yurick outside and to his car.Nyx shakes his head and grabs his coat before he leaves as well, followed by Aranea shortly after, so that Selena has the agency all to herself, at least until early afternoon.
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The morning at court has been a usual one. Regis had two short trials before noon. One regarding several cases of shoplifting and another regarding battery. They are over before their lunch break, so the judge has some time to sit in his office doing some paperwork - And of course trying to sign up for a certain public beta test surreptitiously. However, since the website won’t load he concentrates on his work again.Clarus is less lucky. He has a little more to do this morning, and so the only time he finds to secretly have a look at the registration website is on the way to the next court room between two trials. Sadly, there is not much to see since the site does not load, but the senior prosecutor does not have the time to dwell on it any further.Cor only has one trial to attend but that consumes the whole morning. His only tries to get the registration website to load are in the morning and after the trial in his office. Since nothing happens, he tends to his paperwork until it is time to meet Regis and Clarus for lunch.Luche spends his day at the court as well. He has two short trials to attend with some time between them. He does not care for the beta nor does he follow the group chat while at work, he uses the time for some paperwork before he heads to his second trial which will end around noon.Once the lunch break starts it is time for Regis, Clarus and Cor to gather in the usual corner at their favorite restaurant. If Luche feels like joining them, he knows where to find them. After greeting each other they sit down to order their usual and something to drink. It is just as cozy and quiet as every other day. With nothing else to do and feeling hungry, Luche decides to join the other three men. He greets them while sitting down. A decision what to eat and drink is quickly made and ordered.“Gentlemen I tell you; my son is crazy about that beta stuff.” Regis sighs, leaning back in his chair. “You don’t have to tell me; I’ve got two hyping children at home.” Clarus groans. The blonde lawyer curtly lifts an eyebrow but says nothing. "I can imagine." Cor chuckles. "They are probably trying to get the registration link to work since they got up this morning."Regis nods. “Yeah. I’ve heard it doesn’t work.” He says innocently. “Iris and Gladio were whining about it all morning. And I haven’t even decided if I should allow Iris to play something like that or not. We don’t even know what the hardware would cost, nothing. It’s just a registration for now and they’re going crazy.” Clarus sighs."True, so far it is only the registration for something." Cor agrees nodding. "Not only the kids are hyping. Tredd's psyched as well." Luche says. On the contrary to the other men he does not need to act uninterested, he obviously really is indifferent. It does not take long until their meals are served, aromatic and nicely presented as always. And it tastes even better than it looks.“And he lets you get away with a ‘no thanks’?” Regis asks curiously. Clarus snorts. “As if.” He comments, wishing everyone a good appetite afterwards. "He hopefully knows better than to try and register me behind my back." Luche states. "I'm really not interested in that stuff." Cor lifts an eyebrow. "I bet he'll talk about it all the time, so you won't be able to avoid it anyway." He answers.“What if this ‘stuff’ is dangerous? Shouldn’t you join him and make sure he’s safe?” Regis grins widely. “They said it’s safe.” Clarus shrugs. “And you believe that just because they claim it is?” Regis keeps teasing. "And how exactly should I make sure that nothing happens if I'm in there myself?" Luche replies, lifting an eyebrow again. "I could take better care of anything when I'm not joining in." The blonde adds.Cor sways his head. "Well, since it all happens in the brain, how will you know if something is wrong?" The prosecutor points out. “True. He might need you for…” Regis waves a hand, “mental support.” He ponders then, taking a bite of his food every once in a while. “I mean we don’t know anything about the scenario they plan, right?” Clarus shrugs, digging into his food as well."Exactly." Cor nods. "Even if it is some kind of full virtual something, you should still be aware if something goes wrong. So being in there you could be of better assistance." The prosecutor looks over to the blond lawyer. Luche shakes his head. "I get the feeling you're trying to persuade me to join that registration madness." Once more he shakes his head, then turns back to his food."Yes, as far as I heard it's just a registration. No word on when or which scenario or what will be required." Cor answers Clarus’ question. "We all probably just have to wait." Regis grins. “Has anyone even registered yet?” he inquires, trying to hide his curiosity. Clarus huffs and shakes his head. “No, I don’t have time for games while I’m at court.” He claims."Exactly." Cor agrees. When the group chat comes to life, he pulls out his phone to check what is going on. He quickly browses through the messages. One specific text catches his eye and casts a mischievous smile on his face. "I guess, you don't have an excuse not to participate anymore." Cor states, holding his phone out for Luche to read."What the...?" The blonde lifts an eyebrow reading the message over and over again. “What’s up?” Regis wants to know, trying to catch a glimpse at Cor’s phone. “Well, looks like someone took care of his registration for him.” Clarus comments dryly. "Yes, they know you well enough and took precautions." Cor grins towards Luche in a teasing way."Unbelievable." With a deep sigh the blonde lawyer slaps his palm against his forehead. "What's so bad about them wanting you to join into the fun?" The prosecutor chuckles. "Nothing." Luche sighs. "I just don't like to be forced into anything." He shakes his head, tending to his food again. Regis gives Luche a wink. “Volunteering from time to time diminishes the force.” He says lightly. Clarus just nods knowingly."Hmpf." Is the only comment the blonde leaves on this topic. "They're right." Cor nods. "But I'm pretty sure you know that yourself. Somewhere deep down inside." The prosecutor winks before he tends to the rest of his food. "Maybe." Luche answers, not feeling the need to discuss this topic any further. They finish their meal a few moments later and that means back to work for all of them.Neither of the three still unregistered men does find the time to try again during the afternoon. Their trials are exhausting and time consuming, and once they’re done for the day all they want is to get home. Fortunately the evening proves to be a great time to register, as the website loads in no time for each of them.
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In the morning Axis and Sonitus are alone at the youth club. That early it is still closed, but there is plenty to do nonetheless, before the first kids come here from school. They have to clean up, check on their supplies, plan the rosters for the following days among other things. So of course there is plenty of time to try registering every once in a while.“This stupid bugger of a website still won’t load!” Axis curses before he tosses his phone onto the counter. There it hits Sonitus' phone sending it sliding down the counter towards him. "Thanks." He snickers, tapping on the screen to check the webpage again himself. "Bummer." He grumbles. "Either that is a hoax and someone really has a lot of fun right now or at least half of Eos is trying to register." Sonitus states turning back to the supplies list he is updating right now.Axis snorts. “Pretty sure it is the latter.” He sighs, casting a short glance at the clock. “So who’s turn is it to clean the toilets?” he wants to know then, obviously not really feeling like doing so. "I'd say we have the kids do it so they learn to behave properly." Sonitus replies looking up from his list. "Or at least have them help with it." He adds. "I can do it but then you have to finish the supplies list."Axis shakes his head. “You’ve had better ideas. But yeah, gimme that.” He reaches out to grab the list. “Maybe we can register once you’re done.” He adds, snatching the pen from Sonitus’ hand as well. Sonitus snorts. "Maybe. Still think they might learn something from it." He mumbles, making his way to the storeroom to get what he needs for cleaning the toilets. "Don't you dare and try registering before I'm back!" Sonitus calls then heads off to fulfill his duties.“Don’t worry, I’ll tend to the list.” Axis calls back, doing as promised while trying hard to ignore his phone that lies on the counter next to him. He writes down everything they need, so they can restock before they open in the afternoon. Cleaning the toilets is not exactly Sonitus’ favorite work but it has to be done. He tries to make quick work of it but does his best to do it thoroughly, nonetheless.After a while he returns stowing away the bucket, broom, and detergents in the storeroom. He washes his hands, then returns to Axis. “Done already?” Axis asks, looking up from the supply list. “I’m done too, so I suggest we check if the stupid page works now and after that we go and restock?” Sonitus lifts an eyebrow. "Yes? I can work properly and swiftly." He states, grabbing his phone. "Yes, let's have a look. Maybe some have given up and freed some slots for us."Axis takes his device as well and refreshes the page. “Woah it works for me!” he exclaims excitedly. “Let’s see if it still works when I’m done entering my details.” He adds. "What?" Sonitus leans over to look at Axis' phone display. "They sure want to know a lot." He states. For a moment he ponders if he should refresh the page, then decides to wait until Axis is done. “Yeah, they need to make sure that they’re safe and that they only pick physically and psychically healthy people.” Axis mumbles.The ex-profiler quickly types in any necessary information, already fearing that it would be for naught. Once he hits ‘submit’ he grits his teeth. It takes ages, at least it feels like it, but eventually the page refreshes with a confirmation and a ‘Thank you for registering!’. Axis lets out the air he didn’t notice he was holding. “I’m in!”The moment his friend confirms he is in, Sonitus refreshes the website. "Woah, it loads!" He exclaims excitedly. Quickly he puts in the requested information and hits 'submit'. Like for Axis it takes a few moments until he gets the confirmation as well. "I'm in, too!" He holds out his hand for a high five.While they both are enjoying this little victorious moment a soft sound informs them that an email arrived for them. It is from Dino with the draft of the article about the youth center attached to it for them to approve before he releases it. And, since both asked him about that VR system during his visit, he also informs them that he registered for the beta and may have more information on the topic in the future.Upon the notification Axis walks over to the computer to check their emails. Still grinning widely he opens Dino’s mail. “Dino sent his article for approval, and apparently he managed to sign up for the beta test as well.” He informs Sonitus. “Wanna read it or shall I read it aloud?” he inquires then. "Ha, what if we end up in the same virtual reality, whatever they will choose for the test." Sonitus chuckles. "I can read it myself when we come back from shopping." He holds out their restocking list. "That article can wait an hour or two, the kids not." He winks.Axis shrugs. “We might all be in the same virtual world. I don’t think that they programmed many different ones. I mean, when we all get chosen, that is.” He mumbles and then nods. “Alright then, let’s do the shopping. The rest of the staff will be here soon to cook and stuff anyway.” He adds and then takes the keys and makes his way to the door so they can leave."Yeah, probably." Sonitus nods. "Guessing the odds against all those who probably registered it would be a wonder if more than one of us got chosen for the test. But we can only wait for the next bit of information." He adds, following Axis out of the center. “It’s still thrilling, though.” Axis states before he hops into the car, tossing Sonitus the keys so he can drive.
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A few days later a simple, black box is waiting in the mail of some people in Insomnia that have applied for the public beta test, including Cor and Nyx, Tredd and Luche, much to the blonde’s dismay, Pelna and Monica, Axis and Sonitus, Ravus and Yurick, Lunafreya and Crowe, Aranea and Dino, Regis and Clarus and Libertus on top.The box includes the necessary hardware, an invitation to a secret, closed beta test and a card with a link where they could download the software they need a few hours prior to the start of said test and instructions on how to register an account and calibrate the hardware. The instructions include a paragraph that prohibits talking about this secret beta test to anyone not involved.The event would take place during the weekend starting on Saturday morning, so everybody would have a chance to participate. After everyone inspected the hardware, which reminds of a visor rather than anything else and read the included information the group chat comes to life. Everyone is totally excited, and since they would not be able to sleep the night before the test anyway, they decide to meet up and spend it together. Time would pass much faster if they weren’t only waiting.Before anyone can suggest gathering at Luche’s place though, the blonde suggests that they rather intrude Cor’s place this time, which everyone agrees on after some discussing. Other than the blonde lawyer Cor does not mind the others popping over to spent the evening together prior to the event. Before the first of his friends drop by he spends some time in the kitchen to prepare snacks and drinks.Of course Nyx helps his fiancé, humming a Galahdian tune while he works. He is in a pretty good mood, looking forward to hanging out with their friends and the closed beta test that would start in the morning. With the help the table is quickly set and they only have to wait for their guests. Cor is looking forward to seeing them all as well. Only a few moments after everything is prepared, the doorbell rings.Nyx, who just wanted to hug Cor and snuggle up to him while they have some time left grins crookedly and shrugs, leaving Cor the pleasure to open the door. Instead he casually leans into the door frame of the living room so he can have a look who is there. Cor quickly places a kiss on his fiancé's lips, casts him an apologetic smile and walks to the door to let their first guests in.Given the time he already has a good guess who might be there. He grins slightly when opening the door proves him right. "Good evening you two." He greets Regis and Clarus, stepping aside to let them enter. The two nod and then step inside, looking a bit stressed. “Good evening. We’re not disturbing anything, are we?” Regis wants to know. Pushing himself off the door frame, Nyx chuckles. “Nah, you don’t.” he mutters, greeting them as well.Cor smirks and shakes his head. "No, you don't." He says, eyeing them both curiously. "You look a bit stressed out. Is everything alright?" He inquires, leading them into the living room. Clarus huffs. “I’ve had a hard time hiding a certain box and the upcoming beta test from my children.” He states dryly. “Fortunately Gladiolus will be off to a camping trip with Ignis, Prompto and Noctis this weekend, and Iris will be attending a class trip, but with all the organization they almost found the parcel.”Regis nods confirmatory. “Exactly that. Noctis even saw the box. Thank the gods it is just black so I could make him believe that it is just some stuff I ordered, and then I had to explain since when and why I order stuff online.” He rolls his eyes. Nyx shakes his head laughing. “We’re lucky my sister will be visiting our mom in Galahd, otherwise we’d have a pretty hard time hiding all this from her. She’ll probably be pretty pissed when she comes back and finds out what we were doing anyway.” The private detective assesses.The prosecutor chuckles. "You could have said it's just files from the court. I mean the box looks pretty much like the ones they send the files to the archive or to our offices." He states, opening a bottle of wine. "Selena will sure not be happy but the kids won't be even more so." Cor grins. "Lucky for us we only have to deal with a disappointed sister."Clarus groans. “Don’t remind me of that. I still can’t believe I’m participating this…” he waves a hand at the lack of a proper word. “Nonsense?” Regis helps out and grins. “Yes.” Clarus sighs before he sits down on the sofa. “I still can’t believe it either, but now that we’ve come that far we might as well keep going.” The judge adds. "Well, no one forced you to join." Cor wiggles a finger, then pours them all a glass of wine. "Blame it on your own curiosity."Just in that moment the doorbell rings again. “I’ll go.” Nyx informs the others and walks over to the door, greeting Libertus, Crowe, Pelna and Monica who arrived. After greeting them he leads them into the living room as well. “We bought malboro chips, just in case.” He tells Pelna with a sly grin, knowing that he’ll most likely grab them right away."Ohhh..." The black-haired officer makes a delighted sound after greeting Nyx and strolls into the living room where he greets the others. And of course, grabs some chips before he sits down. Monica, Libertus and Crowe follow, sitting down on the couch s well after they greeted everyone. Nyx does not get a break though as the bell rings again. He grins apologetically and runs off again.This time Ravus and Yurick who brought Luna with them arrive, as well as Dino and Aranea who met them in front of the house. Once everybody exchanged their greetings Nyx plops down next to Cor. “Where are Tredd and Luche?” Crowe wants to know, looking around. “Tredd probably has to drag Luche here with all his power.” Nyx chuckles. “I can imagine that.” Libertus states dryly.Pelna giggles. "Either that or they are still discussing whether to bring their elemental friends or not." He states munching on his chips. "That's a possibility as well." Yurick nods grinning. Aranea chuckles, leaning a bit against Dino. “They should better bring them, otherwise, if they leave them alone, they might not be able to participate tomorrow.” She ponders. “Luche even brings Snow with him to the law office.” Crowe reveals.Dino wraps an arm loosely around his girlfriend's shoulders. "You think they will be caught up in restocking and probably cleaning up the flat again after a two-bomb-rampage?" The journalist chuckles. Pelna nearly snorts out his chips in disbelief upon the information about the blonde lawyer. "What? No way!" He exclaims. "That really is a bit surprising." Cor nods. "What does Snow do when he brings him to the office?" Pelna wants to know addressing Crowe.Crow shrugs. “Drawing, playing with legos or glittering glass nuggets, trying to sing, or he comes trying to look what we are doing or finding some food.” She tells Pelna. Nyx chuckles in amusement. “Who would have thought Luche could become domesticated.” Aranea giggles as well. “I have to come over one day, just to see this.” She states. “I’m coming too.” Nyx agrees. Ravus grins, he doesn’t say anything though."Seems like our block of ice has found himself a heart." Pelna grins. "Hard shell, soft core or so they say." Dino adds with a chuckle. "Don't let him hear that." Yurick grins, helping himself to some snacks as well while Cor checks on who wants to drink and what and provides the drinks accordingly. “Yeah, better don’t even tell him that I told you that he brings Snow.” Crowe says snickering. Monica lifts the corner of her mouth, taking one of the drinks Cor serves.When the doorbell rings again, Nyx gets up and strolls to the door once more. He opens it and waits until the next visitors reach their floor. When Tredd, Luche and Sonitus appear in the hallway he raises an eyebrow. “Hi guys. Where’s Axis, and… did you leave the bombs home alone?” he inquires curiously. "No, we didn't." Luche says neutrally after greeting Nyx. Sonitus tries his best to hide a wide grin. "Evening Nyx. Just wait a moment." He answers pointing over his shoulder towards the stairs with his thumb.Nyx frowns and then looks over to the stairway. “Out of the way!” Axis suddenly yells from there and comes running, followed by a growling Cinder and a cheering Snow, who thinks that this is just a funny chasing game. Nyx blinks and then jumps aside so Axis can dash into the flat, the bombs in tow. “What on Eos…?” Nyx wants to know, while Axis darts into the living room.Luche plucks Snow out of the air. "Enough." He states causing the ice-bomb to pout for a moment. "Cinder still holds a grudge against Axis." Sonitus explains giggling, stepping into the flat before he pulls off his shoes. "And it seems like Snow thought they play tag so he darted after them before I could get hold of him." The blonde lawyer explains. Snow wobbles in Luche's arm as if he wants to agree. Then the ice-bomb shakes himself to make the blonde let go of him. "Behave." Luche addresses Snow then releases the bomb to follow into the flat.Nyx shakes his head while Axis literally jumps onto a free spot on the Sofa, raising his arms to fend off Cinder, which makes everyone in the room laugh heartily. “Cinder, leave him alone now!” Tredd calls chuckling when he comes into the room. The fire-bomb grumbles but then turns to jump into the redhead’s arms instead. Once everybody took a seat again, Tredd’s gaze wanders around, until it falls upon Nyx and Cor. “Has he moved in here already?” he asks then.Snow gets comfortable on Luche's lap acting all the well-behaved bomb, giving everyone present sweet looks. Sonitus finds himself a place to sit as well. Cor offers refreshments to the last arrivals as well, then sits down next to Nyx again. "Probably as much as you did at his place." He answers to Tredd's question nodding towards Luche. Tredd blinks a few times, patting Cinder on his lap. “Wait, Luche officially gave me the key and some room for my stuff!” he justifies himself.Nyx scratches the back of his head, briefly looking around. "So you moved in." Cor simply states, taking a sip from his wine. "No need to justify yourself. That's how it usually works." He adds with a wink, putting one arm loosely around Nyx’s shoulders. The private detective blushes slightly while he leans into the embrace. “I still have my flat in Little Galahd!” Tredd states. “Yeah and we could probably write your name into the dust when we came to visit you.” Crowe chuckles.“Err…” Nyx shakes his head but keeps his comment rather to himself. “Maybe you should think about cancelling your rental agreements?” Crowe suggests. “What, so you can move in with my sister?” Nyx wants to know with a crooked grin. "You're both engaged, doesn't really make sense to keep your flats. Especially if you stay at your partners place all the time." Dino assesses."Bet Selena wouldn't object if Crowe moved in." Yurick chuckles. "Depends on where they spent more time, maybe it'll be the other way around." Pelna ponders, glancing over at Crowe. “At Selena’s place of course, it’s way larger than mine, and Nyx is always here anyway.” Crowe retorts with shrug. “What a luxury.” Ravus grins. “Are you implying something?” Luna wants to know from her brother. “Me? No, never.” The blonde retorts innocently.Yurick grins a bit sheepishly but says nothing. "Now that we cleared who is living where..." Cor intends to end this topic and turns to Luche. "You're sticking with your decision? The offer is still valid, you know." He addresses the blonde lawyer. "I still prefer being a lawyer than joining the prosecution." Luche answers. Snow is bouncing a bit on his lap, pointing at the snacks on the table.Nyx grins slightly, stretching a bit to grab his glass before he leans back into Cor’s embrace. Tredd rolls his eyes, Cinder still on his lap. “You won’t give up, will you?” he wants to know. “No, not until we convinced him to join us or found an adequate substitute.” Clarus chimes in. When Snow points at the snacks, Cinder’s interest in them grows as well, so he turns to stare at them.Pelna snorts in amusement. "Maybe you just need to find a way to the icy heart. Tredd and Snow showed how." He giggles while Luche shoots him an icy glare. "Well, placing your son as an intern in my office certainly is not the way." The blonde lawyer states. "However you managed that." He adds. Snow grows restless but still acts up the well-behaved bomb, so the pointing just grows more distinct until Luche hands him something to munch away.“Hey, keep me out of it, it wasn’t even my idea, and it’s not my fault that my son follows my example!” Regis chuckles, raising both hands in defense. "Anyway, there is a lot I can do as a lawyer that I can't do as a prosecutor. Like being assigned council for someone who really needs it." Luche adds, glancing over at Yurick. "But you always aim for a fair and fact based trial which is a highly valued mind set as a prosecutor." Cor counters.“Exactly.” Clarus confirms. “Could we talk about something else than work, maybe? I’m actually glad I’m done for the weekend, which definitely has nothing to do with a certain intern.” Crowe grumbles. "Yes, please." Luche nods. "Has anyone any idea what kind of virtual world is waiting for us?" Dino asks looking curiously at the others. Snow munches contently anything the blonde lawyer hands him. Tredd grabs a bag of crisps, so he and Cinder have something to snack as well.“I have no idea, the file’s title said ‘Kingsglaive Online’ when I hit download. That could be anything. I guess we’ll have to wait and see.” Nyx explains. “I hope everybody already started the download before they came here?” Libertus wants to know. “Of course we did!” Axis retorts with a wide grin. Everyone else nods confirmatory. Of course, they all started the download before they came here."The title suggests some kind of cooperation or massively multiplayer game." Sonitus ponders, sounding rather excited. "Yes, that's one possibility." Dino nods. "King could be set in any time so that's not a real hint." The journalist adds. “Sounds rather medieval to me.” Monica chimes in. “If ‘glaive’ means a weapon then it could be pretty cool.” Aranea adds.“A multiplayer game sounds likely, given that we’re not the only ones who got an invitation. I mean have you looked at the number of registered users on the download page?” Nyx inquires. “True, there were a few, far more than just us.” Libertus agrees. "If I remember correctly 'glaive' could also mean a small group of knights. Either way it might be something that involves fighting." The journalist ponders."It could be a strategic game set in a medieval setting. With any player having their own fighters or the like." Pelna throws in his musings on the topic. “It’s a VR game, not a board game, we’ll probably be the fighters ourselves.” Crowe says with a grin. “Oh, then I can finally be your knight in shiny armor.” Aranea addresses Dino with a smirk."And? Planning needs to be done and we still could have our own company of fighters." Pelna shrugs. “I’d rather fight by your side than with some NPCs.” Nyx mumbles."Yes, you could be that." The journalist smirks back at his girlfriend. Luche lifts an eyebrow, casting Aranea a curious glance. "What did you just say?" He inquires a slight grin on his face. Aranea lifts an eyebrow, watching the blonde for a moment. “You heard that pretty well. What, don’t you think I’d be perfectly capable of that?” she wants to know, a challenging look in her green eyes.Luche snorts. "No, I know better than to think that. It's just..." The blonde sways his head. "That kind of words sound a bit unusual coming from you." He explains. Snow seems to be sated and now gets bored, wiggling around on Luche's lab, looking for something to do. Aranea laughs. “Why’s that?” she wants to know. Cinder starts bouncing around too, so Tredd lets him go, before he heats up. “Behave!” he warns the fire-bomb, who just puffs his cheeks sassily.Snow rises up from Luche's lap, hovering over to Cinder. "Same counts for you." The blonde addresses the ice-bomb who makes the most innocent face the creature can muster. Luche rolls his eyes and turns back to Aranea. "Just didn't expect ever hearing something like that from you." He answers. "Well, no one expected you to date him, let alone getting engaged." Pelna throws in chuckling.“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean, huh?” Tredd complains, giving his best friend and partner an indignant glare before he pouts visibly. “That nobody expected him to ever give in?” Nyx offers. “That’s mean, I’m not that unbearable!” The redhead whines. “Only sometimes.” Crowe giggles. “What she said.” Libertus laughs in amusement."Exactly that." Pelna nods. Luche just rolls his eyes and shakes his head, glancing after Snow who starts a discovery tour of the flat. The ice-bomb turns to Cinder motioning the fire-bomb to join him. Exploring together is so much more fun. Snow does not need to ask twice. Cinder gladly follows the ice-bomb wherever he is going. “Guys, don’t be that mean.” Luna mumbles.“They’re not mean,” Crowe tells her, “It’s just that Tredd had to ask Luche like… what, thirty times before he got his long desired date.” Tredd blushes deeply, giving Crowe a deadly glare. “Twenty-four times!” he corrects her, which causes Nyx to hide a wide grin. “Well, mathematically that makes a big difference.” Ravus states utterly serious, thus making everyone else laugh.While everybody is laughing Snow grabs the chance to leave the room unnoticed. In the aisle he looks around for a moment, then points towards the kitchen. It looks different than the one in Luche's flat but it has the same devices set up and Snow knows where these are, there is food. "Uuah?" He looks at Cinder questioningly. "Well, good for me, that you didn't make me ask that often." Luche mumbles, wrapping one arm around his fiancé.Tredd blinks a few times, snuggling up to Luche. “I should have, but I couldn’t.” he mumbles. Cinder, who has followed Snow grins while sniffing around in the kitchen. After some investigating he points at the fridge, looking expectantly at the ice-bomb. Luche smiles softly, a warm sparkle in his eyes for a moment. "Lucky me that I guessed your wish from the fireworks right." He winks."Uah!" Snow bobs in the air what looks like nodding. Yes, there seems to be food in there. He hovers over to the fridge, fumbling around with the handle trying to open it. Cinder joins him, grabbing the handle as well before he pulls with all power he can muster. One bomb might not be strong enough but two bombs joining forces in the search for edibles are enough to eventually pry the door open.The fridge is filled with anything that can usually be found in there. On top of that some precooked curry that is supposed to infuse properly and be eaten over the weekend is waiting for them. "UAH!" Excitedly Snow points at the pot with the curry. Cinder nods and grabs the pot, waiting for Snow to help him so they can carry it over to the table. Of course, he does not have to ask the ice-bomb twice. He grabs the other side of the pot helping to bring it over to the table. There they open it and dig right into the food, not caring if it is cold or not.A while later Nyx gets up. “I’m getting a new round of beer.” He announces and walks into the kitchen. The bombs still sit on the table contently devouring the curry. “What on Eos…?” Nyx asks, then turns back to the living-room. “I’m afraid we’ll have to order takeaway tomorrow.” He calls, looking back at the bombs with a sigh."What?" Cor calls back, then gets up and follows Nyx into the kitchen. "What ha-..." He does not complete the sentence when his eyes fall on the still happily eating bombs. "Leviathan's mercy..." The prosecutor sighs deeply. "Luche? Tredd? Would you be so kind and come here, please?" Cor calls turning towards the living room. "Huh?" The blonde lifts an eyebrow but does as asked. Cinder does not feel disturbed in the slightest. Brazenly he keeps eating and smacks loudly.Snow absolutely enjoys himself as well. And the food. Tredd follows Luche and then groans when he sees what is happening. “Cinder!” he shouts, burying his face in both hands for a moment. "Snooow..." Luche sighs deeply, slapping the palm of his hand against his forehead."Bet the bombs did something to their food." Pelna chuckles, knowing Cinder's never ending hunger all too well. Aranea chuckles. “I wouldn’t be surprised.” She assesses. “Hopefully they left something over.” Libertus says, shaking his head. "Knowing Cinder, I don't think so." Pelna states. "And by the sounds of it, I'm right." He adds hearing Luche's and Tredd's reactions on the behavior of the bombs.“Back to the living-room, you two!” Tredd orders, casting a short glance at the now empty pot. “I’m sorry…” he mutters, slumping his shoulders a bit. Nyx shakes his head, taking the pot to put it into the sink. “Well, it’s takeaway then. At least it seemed to be tasty.” He comments with a crooked grin. Cinder blinks, then lets out an enormous burp before he does as told and hovers back into the living room.Snow aims for an completely innocent expression with big round puppy eyes. Until a big belch is making its way out of the ice-bomb’s mouth as well. Little snowflakes and a smell of ice and coldness mixed with a hint of curry wafts through the kitchen. Satisfied, Snow follows Cinder, plopping down on Luche's place. "Good grief." The blonde lawyer mumbles. "I'm sorry." He adds looking apologetically at Cor and Nyx."I guess, you owe us one dinner." The prosecutor chuckles, amicably slapping the shoulders of the two bomb-owners before he grabs some beer from the fridge handing one to each of them. Nyx opens the window, taking a deep breath. Unlike Snow’s ‘fresh’ wind, Cinder’s burp still stinks of sulfur and foul eggs. Afterwards he and Cor bring the remaining bottles of beer over to the others in the living-room as well.The rest of the night passes without further incidents. At some points the bombs find a cozy corner to sleep, while everyone else still has fun drinking, snacking, and pondering what might await them in the morning. Only when it gets really late, or rather early their little party slowly comes to an end when everybody says goodbye and goes home one by one. Some of them to get at least one hour of sleep, others to have a good and rich breakfast before the event will start and some of them because they have to bring their bombs home as well.Once everything that is left to do is done and the clock hits 8, all of them are ready for their first dive. Two specific bombs are ordered to behave, or else they would be in trouble. After every participant of the beta test has found themselves a cozy seat or some good place to lay down they put on the visor and start the software. At first all they see is a blank login screen, nothing special and an on-screen keyboard. At least it looks like one.Intuitively raising their hand to type in their names and their passwords lets them login without even knowing that they already stepped into a virtual world, and a trap on top of that. The last thing they see before the world around them dissolves is the title: Kingsglaive Online.
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Niflheim in the year M.E. 756; It is late spring and still ice-cold. A thick layer of snow covers the land, and even more snow falls every day. A biting wind sweeps through the valley, blowing new waves of fluffy snowflakes into the yard of the Niff-base located here. It is not even hidden, as it is on Niflheim’s own territory, and whoever dared to come here and was lucky enough to stay unseen would probably never leave it alive anyway.Several units of MTs patrol the yard and observe it from above, all armed with machine guns and explosives. An MA-X Angelus-0 also moves around in the yard as well. The inside of the base is not less guarded. There are MTs everywhere and if there are people at all, then they apparently hide very well.And yet, someone wants to infiltrate that base. Coming here has cost him many of his resources and several favors. But something is fishy about this whole war, about the empire with their weird technical devices and soldiers. Magitech as they call it, and that onslaught, capturing one country after another, leaving destruction and despair in their wake. As if looking for something or chasing something.As an investigative journalist, it is his duty to find out what is going on. Observing the base has given him a good overview on the patrolling patterns and times. When Dino deems the right moment to have come, he starts to creep up to the base hoping to be able to slip in.The base is surrounded by a high fence, and there are searchlights everywhere that make it nearly impossible to approach the base at night. It is quite late in the afternoon and dawn has already begun, so it is only a question of time when they will be activated. If Dino wants to enter the base, then only by getting over the metal fence.Dino glances around making sure no one sees him. The best time to get in is when the dawn begins and before the floodlights are turned on. One quick look up the fence to measure how to best climb it, then he gets to work. It is not the first time he climbs over a fence or the like, so he quickly gets on the other side. There he ducks behind the first piece of cover he can find.There are large containers and smaller crates in the yard. Not too many, but they serve perfectly as cover or protection. With the patrol patterns in mind it might be possible to reach the gate unnoticed and unharmed. Dino remembers the moving pattern well enough. Quickly he moves on, darting through the growing shadows of the given covers.After a while the large gate that leads into the inside of the base opens and a group of MTs walks through it. They look around and then keep moving, obviously fulfilling some kind of task or mission. Seeing his chance the journalist slips in behind them in the shadows, looking for the next best hiding place once he is inside.The corridors are large, long and spacious, and here too, are containers and piled up crates everywhere. Many doors branch off from each corridor, all of them secured with a card reader and different security levels. They seem to belong to the different buildings or departments of the base. In contrast, there are surprisingly open archways where one passage leads into another.On top of that large portions of the base can be overlooked from above. Long, narrow passages built from metal grid run along overhead. They can be reached by scaffolds that have been implemented in the more spacious areas. MTs patrol the corridors as well as the passages overhead. All of them armed, just like the ones outside.Dino crouches behind a big metal container, observing the area around him. Since the passages above are without any way to hide he discards that idea quickly. The doors with card readers raise his attention. Behind one of those the information he is looking for might be hidden.But for now, he needs to move on, find a better place to hide. And get inside because it is getting colder than during the day. He ponders a moment on it, then starts moving towards a building he guesses to be an air ship hangar. Dino deems the chance to find an open door there the highest compared to the rest of the buildings.Not far from the hangar one of the sliding doors equipped with a card reader is open. Voices can be heard coming from inside. Three persons, apparently two men and a woman must be around.
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“Shiva’s tits, no!” Aranea groans, tossing the folder she just checked back onto the table. “Not gonna happen!” she adds. “Why not?” Biggs wants to know, crossing his arms. “Yeah, why not?” Wedge chimes in with a pout. “Because I’m a grown-up woman, perfectly capable of checking the supplies on my own, and I’d really love to have five minutes to myself!” she answers, the rolling of her eyes nearly audible.“But what if someone broke in and-“ Biggs starts but is interrupted by Wedge. “Yeah, I’ve heard they’re infiltrating Niff bases again!” he protests. Aranea snorts. “Who? The Lucians? On our own legal territory even? Not very likely.” She sighs. “But it wouldn’t be the first time the Kingsglaive attacks one of our bases!” Biggs remarks. “Exactly!” Wedge adds.“Guys… Lucis really has more important issues to deal with at the moment. They can’t even muster an offensive to fight back at the moment, and even if they found a poor lunatic who’d try to infiltrate a Niff base that far off, for whatever reason, I can deal with them on my own. I don’t need any protection, least of you two!” Aranea grumbles.“But…!” both men protest in chorus. “No BUT, you have your own tasks to do, let me do mine. The general won’t be happy if he finds out that you’re idling around because of misconceived caring!” Aranea sighs. “And if I find any of you in the vicinity, you won’t live to tell the tale, I mean it!”she adds with an authoritarian undertone.Dino creeps closer to the door. While he tries to manage staying behind crates or in the shadows he also tries to catch as much of the conversation as he can. Once he is close enough he glances into the room, hoping to have a chance to slide in unseen. The room seems to be a simple and small meeting room, or one of those to spend a break. It is too small to get inside with three people already being in there and one of them already moving towards the door.The two men, both wearing Niff uniforms, mutter something incomprehensible that sounds quite disappointed but Aranea ignores them. Her own uniform looks a lot different, and she certainly leaves the impression that she wasn’t lying about being able to defend herself. The journalist creeps deeper into the shadows, hoping that he stays unseen and praying the door will remain open to slip in once the number of people in the room decreased.To Dino’s great disappointment the door slides shut behind Aranea after she stepped out. Briefly looking around, she rounds the next corner, heading towards another door that she opens with a high-level security keycard. Any time a door closes another one opens up. Before he can curse that the door slides shut, Dino decides it is time to move. He is not used to this climate, even being dressed for it. A split second before the next door slides shut again he flits in, hoping the woman will be far enough away from the door and won’t notice him.Today is not Dino’s lucky day though, as Aranea is not in a hurry. Noticing a movement out of the corner of her eye she whirls around and dashes towards the door and thus Dino, trying to slam him against the door while pressing her forearm against his throat. She is surprisingly strong for her physique.Aranea moves far to quickly for the journalist to realize. He tries to evade her but, of course, in vain. "Oof." He lets out when the air is pressed out of his lungs for a moment and he feels her arm pressing against his throat. However, it does not take long for him to regain his composure. "Good evening, ma'am." He says with the most harmless yet charming smile he can muster in this situation.“A little suicidal, are we?” Aranea asks him instead of an answer. “Who are you, for whom are you spying? And most importantly: How many of your comrades are out there?” she wants to know immediately. "No risk, no fun." Dino grins. "I'm on my own and I'm not spying. At least not the way you think." He starts to answer her questions. "I'm an investigative journalist, if I spy I do so for my readers." He adds. "Name's Dino by the way. Pleasure to meet you." The journalist casts Aranea a disarming smile.Aranea laughs, but it does not sound very humorous. “Are you kidding me? As if I’d believe that a mere journalist is crazy enough to sneak in here and sniff around.” She shakes her head. “One word from me, and the whole base is on its feet,. Whoever hides out there wouldn’t survive that.” She tells him. “You’re aware of that, aren’t you?”The journalist shrugs. "Look at me. Do I look like anything else than a journalist?" He counters her questions. "Have a search in the area around the base, there's no one." Dino shifts a bit still pinned to the wall. "You could search me as well." He adds wriggling his brows with a cheeky sparkle in his eyes.Aranea groans and takes a step back, thus having to release Dino. “One wrong move, and you’re dead!” she informs him, eyeing him cautiously. “Even if you spoke the truth, what were you hoping to find here without any special access? Or do you really think that you just walk in here and we’d let you go just like that?”Dino makes a show of adjusting his clothing after being free again. "I'm pretty sneaky. I got so far without being seen and probably further if I hadn't underestimated your walking speed." He answers. "I'm an investigative journalist, I know how to get where I can find what I need." The journalist claims sounding very sure of himself.Aranea chuckles. “Yep, and you know that there are laser barriers down the hall, and that they trigger the alarm if they’re not deactivated before walking through? And what do you think would you need to do that?” grinning innocently she waves around with her ID card, but shoves it back into her pocket before Dino could only consider the thought to steal it.The journalist knows better than making an attempt to snatch the card. "I'm clever and agile. And patient. I would have found a way." He winks. "You don't think you could help me? I mean, don't tell me you never had any second thoughts about all this..." He waves one hand around. Aranea raises an eyebrow. “Help you? Like taking you by the hand and leading you to whatever you’re looking for and making sure that you leave this place alive and well?” she asks in a mocking tone.“What do you mean, second thoughts? Niflheim has been at war long before I was born.”Dino casts her another charming smile. "Yes? That's the best and fastest way to get rid of me. Apart from killing me, that might be faster." He grins and shrugs. "Yeah, isn't it weird that they never seem to stop? It doesn't feel like a typical war to conquer the world. I can't put my fingers on it but it somehow doesn't add up." He adds. "You seem to be a clever woman. Have you never ever questioned what you're doing here?"Aranea snorts. “Would you question something you’ve learned since you were born?” she counters, crossing her arms in front of her chest. The journalist lifts an eyebrow. "Yes? At some point anyone should start to think for themselves." He answers. "That's why I do what I'm doing. To find answers, even if I may be the only one asking them."“Oh right, you still have something like freedom of the press outside of Niflheim.” Aranea retorts dryly and then chuckles once more. “What do you think becomes of people who openly speak their minds over here?” Dino lifts an eyebrow. "Counterquestion: Doesn't it bother you that no one does? That people are that subdued or desperate that they don't voice their thoughts?"The journalist’s casual expression becomes stern. "Just ask yourself: do you think people like the way they live their lives in Niflheim? Or in any other country that was invaded? And, if you can answer these questions with 'no', who do you think could have the power to change that, apart from those lands that have not been invaded yet?"Aranea shakes her head. “Asking questions does not feed you, nor does it care for your family. You simply keep your mouth shut, especially if you are responsible for children. Unless you want them to be taken away to grow up in poorly maintained orphanages while you’re either dead or rot in prison, which is even worse than death.” She replies coldly, gritting her teeth."When you're alone." Dino nods. "So what if you could rally others to the cause? Or even better raise interest from countries that might still have the option to assist, so you're not alone anymore?" He inclines his head. "Change has to start somewhere. Peace has to be started somewhere. Someone has to stop this. Either those under Niflheim’s fist stand together or the rest of the world does. And I aim to spark exactly that." His expression is still serious. "So, either you help me or you kill me but I won't just let it go."“There are not many countries left that could be of any help. You all still have no idea what you’re dealing with.” Aranea shakes her head again. “What do they tell you out there in Accordo or wherever you come from? That we’re living in luxury here and that everything is fine? That anyone asks us if we’re okay with all of this or not, and that they would care anyway? Are you that naïve or just an hopeless idealist?”Dino shakes his head and snorts. "Of course not." He crosses his arms. "But especially when you're not okay with it, why carry on?" He asks. "And though my roots are in Accordo, I live in Lucis." Taking a deep breath Aranea turns a bit. “Even if I gave you all the information you’re looking for, you’re too late.” She states then. The journalist lifts an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" He inquires.Aranea sighs deeply. “Even if you ran for your life, took the fastest train through Cartanica that you could find, if there is any at all, and got on the fastest ship right on time Lucis will have fallen before you return there.” She informs him then. Dino's eyes widen when he realizes what he just heard. "What?" For a moment he looks devastated, then regains his composure or at least most of it. "And then what? When all of Eos is under Niflheim’s rule, what's next? I somehow have the feeling that rebuilding the ruined countries isn't part of the plan."Aranea shrugs. “Niflheim is after the crystal. I can only guess what they intend to do with it, but once they have it, Niflheim will be invincible.” She pauses for a moment, apparently pondering over something. “Niflheim will attack Lucis soon. And they have the power to beat it, but they will retreat and offer peace if King Regis forfeits all Lucian territory save Insomnia to Niflheim rule. But the peace treaty is only a trap. They only want the crystal and the ring of the lucii.” She concludes her report."You know that? You know all that and just roll with it?" Dino stares at Aranea. "You don't question it even though you know no one knows what they want with it?" He shakes his head. "Even if this cannot be stopped, there is still a lot that can be done. The lives of those who already suffered from this war can still be eased." The journalist pushes away from the wall. "So what now? I'm not leaving, though my subject obviously changed. Assist me or kill me, you decide."Aranea rolls her eyes. “Why do you think I know of all this? I’m Aranea Highwind, commodore of the Niflheim air-force.” She says impatiently and casts a quick glance at the door. “I worked hard all my life to rise in ranks and get where I am now in order to gain access to real intell and proper tools. I’ve got a plan of my own.”Dino blinks. "Do you, now?" He leans a bit towards Aranea. "I have a hunch we may have similar goals but different approaches. Why not join forces?" He suggests, smiling slightly. “Can’t leave you here anyway. I wasn’t lying about the laser barriers. If you pass them and trigger the alarm, there’s no way for you to survive, no matter how sneaky or swift you may be.” Aranea mutters.The journalist shrugs. "Then that would be my end. So what? At least I tried to do something." He says. “So, what do you want? Disks with information, that you won’t be able to show anyone, because even if we made it in time people would deem you one of those revolutionists?” the airship-pilot asks. "As if I'd care if they did." Dino shakes his head. "I'd release whatever kind of information I can get anyway, especially now that I know I don't have a home to return to." He lifts one corner of his mouth. "Still, there are people out there who need help, who need to be heard."Aranea just sighs. “My ship is on the hangar. I’m one of the six chosen pilots to fly on Insomnia.” She states. “I need to check if everything is alright and ready for action before the flight.” She nods towards the door. “I’m intending to steal it and get the fuck out of here. Even if I can’t do much and I’ll easily be replaced by someone else, as will be my ship, there are people who need help.” The journalist grins widely. "You could have said that earlier instead of letting me do the talking." He winks. "I may be good with words but I'm no one who likes to hear himself talk."“Sorry, I had to make sure you really are who you claim to be, and not just a trap or something.” The pilot pauses for a moment, then scrutinizes Dino for a moment. “You should know one thing, though…” she states earnestly. As a response he lifts an eyebrow. "And what would that be?" Aranea glances over at him with a crooked grin. “Kidnapping a Niff-airship without the clearance for takeoff is suicide.” She flutes."You're talking to someone who snuck into one of your bases." Dino snickers. "If that isn't suicidal enough..." He grins, thirst for action in his eyes. "We need to do something or at least die trying. But... I count on your flying skills." He winks with a charming smile on his face. "Are we going or what?"Aranea shrugs. “I can’t take you to the highly secured areas though, there are cameras everywhere, and if we’re seen together at least one of us has a real problem.” She says with a grin. “So you’ll have to wait for me somewhere where it’s safe.” The journalist lifts an eyebrow then nods. "Fine by me. Any suggestions where that should be? Or do you expect me to wait on one of those scaffolds outside. Because in that case you better be quick, I'm far from bullet proof." Dino states, looking expectantly at Aranea.Aranea huffs. “If I wanted to kill you I’d have let you run into one of those laser berriers without warning, so no. Either you wait here or you come with me and hide in another room on the way. Either way, I’ll be right back.” Dino leans against the wall. "I'll wait here. Just gimme a sign, then I'll come running." He answers. “Alright.” Aranea nods. “I don’t expect anyone to come here, but just in case, you better wait next to the door.” She says with a wink and then approaches said door to open it, step outside and round the next corner.Quickly but not too fast to avoid raising suspicion Aranea follows a few corridors, deactivating invisible laser barriers with her keycard as she passes them. Not long after that she disappears into the high security area, still acting as if she had a reason to be here. She unlocks one of the rooms here with her keycard and slips inside. Taking a short look around she shrugs. Not that it would help anyone, but it might be of use later.So she grabs an empty disk from one of the drawers of the desk in one corner of the room and inserts it into the respective drive of the high end computer that sits on it. Her fingers practically fly over the keyboard while typing in the necessary passwords. The download of all important and classified files takes a while. Aranea checks the clock several times until the disk is ready. She takes it and shoves it back into her pocket before she turns to leave again.Once back at the room she left Dino in, she opens it with her keycard, carefully casting a look inside. “Time to go!” she says, taking a step back. The journalist still leans against the wall an eye on the door. When Aranea returns, he pushes away from it quickly walking over to her. "I'm ready." Aranea nods. “I hope so. Don’t need you to vomit all over the cockpit.” She remarks dryly and then turns to walk down the passage that leads to the hangar.Dino rolls his eyes. "Yeah, because someone like me isn't used to a bumpy ride." He answers ironically following Aranea into the hangar. Aranea laughs. “That is nothing like a bumpy ride.” She tells the journalist, deactivating another laser barrier so they can enter. The hangar is large and apparently full of airships. They’re not exactly beautiful but they serve their purpose. On the way to one of the airships she reaches into her pocket, pushing the disk into Dino’s hand.For a moment the journalist turns the disk in his hand, then stores it away in a pocket on the inside of his coat. “Do with the data as you please, but don’t expect anyone to believe you before it’s too late.” Aranea mumbles, then unlocks one of the airships. “Hop in.” she says invitingly, then follows him to disappear in the back for a moment, checking the boxes and crates that are stored there. Once she is done she climbs back into the cockpit. “Gimme a minute.” She asks Dino and then leaves the airship again to walk over to some kind of terminal.She uses it to open the roof of the hangar. While the mechanism gets to work and the ceiling comes to life squeaking and creaking she rushes back to the airship. When her com beeps she rolls her eyes. “What is it?” she answers the respective frequency. “What in Shiva’s name is going on there?” someone wants to know. “I’m doing my fucking job.” Aranea answers with a sigh. “Weren’t you assigned to checking the airships?”Aranea snorts. “What do you think am I doing?” she answers. “And what about the hangar?” follows the question right away. “I’m checking the mechanism as well, of course. I don’t want to be blamed if that stupid thing gets stuck once we get the command to fly. General Glauca is already impatient enough.” Aranea states. There’s a huff on the other end of the com and then something that sounds like consent.“Fine, so I’d appreciate if you’d let me follow my orders, otherwise I’ll make sure it’s your ass Glauca kicks once he arrives.” The airship pilot grumbles before ending the conversation. “This won’t be pleasant, you’ve been warned.” She addresses Dino then.While Aranea does what she has to do, the journalist looks around a bit in the cockpit. He cannot make sense of anything he sees, so he finds himself a seat and buckles up waiting for Aranea to return. "I heard you loud and clear but it's not like I have much of a choice, do I?" He retorts winking. "Don't worry, I won't scream and I won't vomit. Promise." Dino adds with a grin.Aranea shakes her head. “And neither do I.” she sighs and gets into her seat. The roof is almost open now, so she starts the engine after a brief check of all the instruments in the cockpit, hoping it would stay unnoticed long enough for them to get a head start. "Well, then we better roll with it." Dino states, glancing at the instruments. If he is nervous about their flight, he does not show it.The engine roars and slowly the airship starts to hover above the ground. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” a voice comes from Aranea’s com again. “The only sensible thing to do. Something I would have done long ago if I have had the chance, getting the fuck out of here!” she answers and then pulls the earpiece off to toss it out of the airship before the thing takes off."Famous last words." Dino chuckles. "Time to show your maneuvering skills, I guess." He winks sounding rather expectant then worried. Aranea giggles. “Brace yourself.” She warns him before she steers the airship out of the open hangar. From up here they can see the lights of the alert all over the base. Then the airship starts to rumble as it is hit by several projectiles coming from the MTs that come running from everywhere."Feel like someone's come to check if you upheld your maintenance schedule." Dino comments the rumbling, guessing on what is hitting them. Aranea laughs. “It’ll get worse.” She says and gives Dino a wink. When one of the instruments starts blinking red she stares at it in concentration. The blinking grows faster, then suddenly she yanks the control stick around, barely dodging a missile that comes from the base. “Wooohooo!” she calls, repeating the process to avoid the next one."Woah!" Dino grabs hold of the armrests. "You sure didn't promise too much." He giggles a bit childishly with an amused gleam in his eyes. “I never do.” Aranea retorts, dodging another missile shooting their way. “Have you seen that large magitech in the yard, the Angelus? Now you know why it’s there, among other things.”The journalist glances over at her. "To prevent the theft of your precious air ships?" He guesses. "Because it's not very good in keeping intruders out of the base." Dino chuckles, sounding a bit proud that he was able to sneak into the base. “Or shoot enemy airships, if there were any, or worse things. I’ve heard they used these things in battle as well.” Aranea shakes her head. She keeps dodging missiles until they’re finally out of reach, which makes the flight quite turbulent.They’re not safe yet, though. When several dots appear on the radar behind them, Aranea rolls her eyes. “Wonderful, I hope you really have the stomach for this.” She mutters, drastically picking up the pace. "Try me." Dino states sinking a bit deeper into the chair to have a better seating. "My last meal was several hours ago. Even if I felt like vomiting, there is nothing I could throw up. So you're completely safe on that account." He adds, giving Aranea a wink and a reassuring smile.Aranea chuckles. “That is my least problem right now.” She states, pointing at the radar. “We’re being followed. I might be able to outrun them, but… let’s just say these ships are not made for that.” She explains innocently. "Then I'll sit here and hope that your skills get the best out of that thing and a lot of cold air between us and them." The journalist states.“I do my best.” Aranea smirks while she pushes her ship to its limits. It does not take long until several lights start to blink in a warning red, accompanied by a constant and unnerving beeping. Dino raises an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound good." He comments on the beeping. "And I guess that's not supposed to be blinking that much, is it?" He asks nodding towards the red lights. Aranea lifts the corner of her mouth. “Well, yes and no.” she says, seemingly concentrated.“We’re going way faster than we should. Like I said, these things are not made for that. On top of that we’re running out of fuel. I told you it’s suicide. The pilot tells him calmly despite the rather scary situation. "Well..." Dino glances at the lights then over at Aranea. "I guess you already have a plan for a situation like this?" He asks inclining his head.Aranea chuckles slightly while the airship starts to rumble and trundle a little. “These ships run on fuel cells, two in number. There are still some in the back, but I’m afraid you’ll have to exchange them.” She informs him, trying very hard to keep the flight as smooth as possible. "What, me?" Dino looks totally flabbergasted for a moment. “unless you’re able to fly these things?” Aranea inquires. The journalist realizes quickly enough that there is certainly no other option. "Okay, tell me what you need me to do."Aranea nods. “There’s a crate in the back with a hazard symbol on it. Inside there are fresh fuel cells. And don’t worry, I can hold the altitude on only one fuel cell for a short while.” She tells him and then explains what he has to do exactly and where. The journalist Listens closely then nods. "I can do that." He gets up from his seat, walking into the back of the airship, looking for the crate Aranea described.After a few moments Dino finds what he is looking for. Before he opens it he checks where the slots for the fuel cells are, then he gets to work. While Dino is in the back, the rumbling and trundling of the ship increases, although that is nothing compared to the turbulences once he removed one of the cells.Dino does not mind the rumbling as long as he can still stand on his feet. The turbulences once he removed the first cell catch him flatfooted though. Struggling with the momentum of the second long free fall and the odd weight of the fuel cell he can merely avoid slamming his head against the ship’s hull. His shoulder bumps into it nonetheless before he regains his footing and pushes the new fuel cell into its place. "Oof." He comments, rubbing his shoulder before he turns to the second one.Aranea has her hands full trying to prevent the worst. “Good.” She praises, sounding calm but concentrated. “Now the second one.” She challenges him. "I'm on it." Dino replies, turning to the other fuel cell to replace it as well. Again the ship acts up once one of the fuel cells is removed, which almost feels like it falls from the sky.This time the journalist is prepared and grabs hold of a crate, holding tight to the fuel cell. He slams the fresh cell into the second slot, then stores away the old fuel cells so they do not come flying in case of any other turbulences, and finally gets back to his seat. “Good work!” Aranea grins while the airship still rumbles a bit. The beeping hasn’t stopped either as well as the blinking lights, but at least they have enough fuel now.“Are you ready for some action?” the pilot asks Dino, once more an innocent expression on her face. The journalist snorts in amusement. "Don't give me that look." He grins. "As if I had a choice." Dino winks. Seemingly the prospect of even more action does not dampen his mood. With a wide smirk Aranea nods. “Okay.” She says, her expression changing from innocent to completely neutral, which does not make it any better.For a moment the pilot remains silent, checking the instruments and the area they have reached. The red blinking of the lights as well as the beeping grow more rapid. “We’re above a quite large forest area in Tenebrae.” She explains as if everything was fine. "Meaning we left Niflheim mainland behind us and are now entering an area only occupied by Niflheim?" Dino asks as if this actually made any difference. "Couldn't we hide out in the forest until our followers have given up?" He inquires.Aranea grins. “Yes, and we’re still being followed. Although we just got out of range of their radar.” She states, turning her head so she can scrutinize Dino from the side. “Do you really think they’d let us go that easily?” she inquires and immediately shakes her head. “No.” she answers her own question before the journalist can. Only a split second later the airship suddenly starts sinking as if it was falling from the sky."Correct me if I'm wrong but could the trees not..." Dino starts to speak when the ship suddenly drops and with it a moment of gravity loss sets in. "Ugh." He groans and clasps on the armrests. "Pretending we're about to crash might be an option, too." He mumbles. "Don't tell me you're not doing this on purpose." Dino adds, eyeing Aranea from the side.Aranea laughs, a cheeky sparkle in her green eyes. “If I weren’t doing that on purpose we’d be dead in a few seconds.” She flutes, keeping an eye on the altimeter while the airship rushes towards the ground. "Of course." Dino states with a slight shake of his head. "Does this have any other purpose than trying to test my limits?" He adds, grinning and trying not to grit his teeth at the same time.“Actually it does. Although I won’t claim that I didn’t savor it.” She replies sweetly, abruptly stopping their free fall just right on time for the airship not to crash. Instead it hovers less than half a meter above the ground for a moment before she lands it, turning the engine and all lights off at once. Grabbing a flashlight she dashes into the back of the airship, taking some kind of device out of one of the boxes sitting there."Hoped so. Nonetheless I'm glad I can contribute to your merriment." Dino answers dryly. The sudden halt of their flight lets him groan in displeasure once more. His glance follows Aranea trying to get a look at what she is taking out of the box. "Can I assist you with anything?" The journalist inquires, getting up as well.“Nah, just stay put. Ain’t a real airship crash without a lot of smoke, right?” Aranea retorts and then pushes a button on the device she took out of the box. Quickly she opens the hatchway of the airship and throws the thing out. Only seconds later thick smoke envelops the clearing the pilot used as a landing spot, rising up high into the air afterwards.Dino just shrugs, leaning on the seat's backrest while he observes what she is doing. "You think that's enough to get them off our tails?" After closing the hatchway Aranea plops down in the pilot seat again. “We better pray it works, because it’s all we’ve got.” She states, observing the radar while she speaks.“If we’re lucky they’ll turn around and fly back. They have a mission to complete, and judging by the fact that I pushed the ship to its limits by going too fast for too long it’s quite likely that the thing didn’t make it. And given the altitude we had it’s pretty much unlikely that we could have survived the crash, so what reason would they have to check on a smoking pile of rubble?” the pilot inquires with a wink."Because that would be pretty gullible? I mean, a high ranked military officer steals one of their ships and deserts and they don't make sure that you're either caught or really dead?" Dino shakes his head. "Not that I really need any more hassle..." He sighs. "So, now we just sit and wait?"Aranea snorts. “Most of the people in our military are much more power hungry than they’re smart. And the only thing General Glauca cares about right now is that Lucis falls. I have no idea why it seems so very important to him personally, but he acts as if his life depended on it. Anyway, I don’t think that anyone is really interested in my person right now. I just hope the whole show looked convincing enough.” She mutters and then shrugs. “Got any better idea?”Dino shakes his head. "Still doesn't add up." He mumbles regarding the behavior of Niflheim. "Since we're stuck here for now, I may have one idea or another." He grins ambiguously, a mischievous sparkle in his grey eyes. Aranea rolls her eyes and leans back in her seat. “Aha?” she asks, stretching a bit. "A good journalist is always prepared." Dino grins rummaging around in his pockets until he brings out a deck of cards. "How about a round of poker?" He suggests.Aranea blinks and turns her head to look at him. “Cards?” she wants to know, lifting an eyebrow questioningly. Now it is Dino's turn to make an innocent face. "Yes? What did you think?" He counters her question. He cannot avoid the sparkle in his eyes though, giving away that he might have other ideas as well. Aranea cocks her head a little, giving the journalist a challenging glare. “Well, strip-poker, maybe?” she flutes sweetly, a mischievous expression in her own eyes.Dino chuckles and nods. "Then strip-poker it is." He agrees. "Shall we move some crates to sit on? I'm fine with the floor as well." He looks around. "The flashlight should suffice as light source, I guess." Aranea gets up to walk into the back of the ship. “We can’t risk to be discovered because of the lights, so yes, the flashlight will do.” She confirms, moving one of the crates so they can use it as a table. She lays the flashlight on top of the crate, so they have enough light to play before she sits down on the floor.Dino gets rid of his warm coat and throws it over his seat. Right now it is warm enough without it. Then he sits down opposite of Aranea and starts to shuffle the cards. After a few moments, he puts them on the crate. "Want to cut the cards?" He asks nodding towards the deck. Aranea just grins when Dino takes off his jacket before the game has even started. She nods, doing as asked, before she shoves the stack back towards the journalist.Dino shuffles the cards a few moments more, then starts to deal them both the number of cards needed. The rest of the deck is set on the crate next to them. "Ladies first." Dino grins, offering her to start the game. Aranea takes her cards and eyes them curiously, then grins widely. “You better give up right away.” She flutes. Either her bluffing skills are pretty remarkable or she is truly convinced of her hand.Dino snorts, looking her into the eyes with an amused sparkle in his own grey eyes. "You know, commodore, if you want me to undress you can have that easier than with a game of cards." He winks and snickers, having a look at his own cards. “The easy way is less fun. Plus, if you want something, work for it, right?” Aranea states casually."Depends." He shrugs. "The easier way isn't always the less funny. Although working for it can be fun when the price is right." Dino winks, shifting a bit to sit more comfortable. “And, is it right?” Aranea wants to know, motioning for Dino to go on rather than just talking. The journalist just grins and wiggles his eyebrows, then plays his card. With a winning smile Aranea plays hers, her eyes sparkling naughtily.Dino returns the gaze, ostentatiously playing his next card. Aranea chuckles, tossing her next card onto the crate. “You should start thinking about the first piece of clothing to discard.” She flutes merrily. "What?" Dino blinks, looking at the card she just played then at the ones he has in his hand. "Well, seems like you're right." He states, putting his cards away. With a grin he gets rid of his tie. "Does that count or want me to remove more?" He asks with a cheeky grin.Aranea snorts and rolls her eyes. “Peanuts!” she mumbles, grabbing the cards to shuffle them thoroughly. After that she hands them over to Dino. "Growing impatient already?" He chuckles and wiggles his eyebrows again. He cuts the cards, then shoves them back to her. "You deal." Dino states.Shuffling the cards once more the pilot shakes her head. “Why would I?” she asks, then deals the cards. "I don't know? Just a guess. A tie is technically a piece of clothing, so no need to complain." He winks again, grabbing the cards she dealt him to check them. Aranea takes her own, briefly looking at them. “Got anything useful?” she inquires with a neutral expression on her face."Nice try." Dino answers dryly, keeping a neutral expression himself while he chooses his first card to play. Aranea shrugs, playing her own card while she observes her opponent closely. The journalist is not giving away anything, seemingly concentrating on the cards and their game. The next card he plays seems to be well chosen. With a sweet smile Aranea plays her card, supporting her chin on one hand afterwards.Dino glances at the just played card, then back at his hand. It seems like he is about to sigh but he does not. Instead, he plays a card but, from the looks of it, he might have a bad hand again. “Not your luckiest day, huh?” Aranea asks and snickers. “I’m so terribly sorry. Or well, I’m not.” She adds, tossing her next card onto the crate."I can see that." Dino smirks, having a look at his cards. "Well, no need to prolong things." He glances at his cards once more, then flings them on the crate. "Seems like it's your lucky day." The journalist winks and starts to unbutton his shirt. Not completely, just that far so he can pull it over his head. Unfortunately he does not get to remove it completely.Once he has it up far enough for Aranea to get a good guess of well trained abdominal muscles the radar starts to demand immediate attention. Stopping mid-move Dino grumbles softly into the fabric of his shirt, before he lets it slide back into place again. “So much for my lucky day.” Aranea groans and gets up to dart back into the cockpit. Glaring at the radar she listens intently for the engines of the approaching ships in the distance.A quick glance out of the window tells her that there is still enough smoke surrounding them, so even with the help of their spotlights they shouldn’t be able to discover them. Dino buttons up his shirt but leaves the tie unbound. Instead he shoves it into the pocket of his coat. He stays silent, waiting for their pursuers to turn and leave them be. It takes a while, but then Aranea sighs in relief. “They turn away. Looks like we’re safe.” She states, climbing back into the back of the airship."That's good news." Dino states, looking relieved. "So, what do we do now? I guess we don't travel any further tonight, do we?" he inquires. Aranea shakes her head. “No, the ship’s lights would reveal us far too easily. It’s better to wait until dawn.” She retorts, sitting down on the floor again with a yawn."Then we should probably rest." Dino suggests, sitting down next to the crate and collecting his cards from its surface to put them back into the chest pocket of his shirt. "Shall we sit watch while the other is sleeping or do you think the radar and things will wake us up on time if needed?" Aranea nods. “Yeah, a little sleep would be nice.” She mutters before she grins crookedly. “It’s just… it’s pretty cold at night over here and I’m afraid I only brought one blanket. As for the radar we should be safe.”The journalist grabs his coat and holds it up. "I'm fine with that." He states, inclining his head slightly suggestive afterwards. "Unless you think that blanket might not be enough. Can't have a lady freeze in the night." Dino winks. The pilot snorts. “No thanks.” she retorts dryly and pulls a blanket out of another crate. Wrapping it around her shoulders she leans against the wall. Taking a deep breath she blinks a few times but remains silent. “Well then, good night." Dino shrugs, then slumps down on the seat, covering himself with his coat. Apart from his breathing nothing can be heard from him as well.Once it is quiet inside the airship Aranea turns off the flashlight. She stores it within reach and draws her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms loosely around them. In the dark she stares at the opposite wall, unable to sleep after everything that just happened. Apparently Dino cannot get to rest either. He shifts in the seat a few times, eventually getting up.Carefully moving in the dark he slowly gropes his way towards Aranea, stopping shortly next to her. Not too close, of course, he sits down, wrapping his arms around himself again. "Are you okay?" He asks softly after a while. Aranea blinks a few times, slowly turning her head to look at Dino’s silhouette in the dark. “I think so.” She mutters after a few seconds. “You?” Dino shrugs with one shoulder. "I certainly had better days." He answers. "It's much to process." He adds.Taking a deep breath Aranea inclines her head a bit. “Yeah, pretty much.” She agrees, closing her eyes for a moment. For a while the journalist stays silent, squinting over at her in the dark. "You know , if you need a shoulder, I'm here." Dino mumbles. His words sound honest but a bit awkard as if he tries not to sound flirty or something the like. Aranea chuckles slightly, although it does not sound humorous at all.“I’m not used to that kind of things. I never really had someone to talk to. I joined the military partly to get away from my foster home and partly because I thought that if only I searched hard enough there might be a way to end this stupid war. But it only got worse until I made the decision to get the fuck out of it all. I never really considered what would come after, though.” The pilot says."Well, maybe it's time to learn something new." Dino answers, slightly teasing but amicably. "As per my line of work I might be a good listener. Just in case." He adds. "I became a journalist partly for the same reasons. Being a member of the press sometimes opens doors. And resources." He sighs. "But I didn't expect anything like today."“Maybe.” Aranea stays silent for a moment, then lifts the corner of her mouth. “So, looks like both of us weren’t very successful, huh?” she inquires, leaning her head against the wall. "We're still alive. That's at least a partial success." Dino answers. "As for the rest, there is enough that needs to be done. We may not end this war or prevent what was planned. But there are still enough common people who need assistance, voices that need to be heard and stories that need to be told." He adds, tucking the coat a bit tighter around himself.Aranea nods, then pushes a part of the blanket over to Dino. “The shell of the airship is hard… and cold.” She mumbles, averting her gaze. Dino lifts an eyebrow, then slides a bit closer. "I could put my coat between us and the hull." Dino suggests. "That way we both have it warmer?” Aranea smiles softly. “I’m a Niff, remember? I’m kinda used to the cold. But I don’t mind a little warmth.” She tells him."I bet you, too, have heating in your houses in Niflheim." Dino answers sounding amused. He leans a bit towards her to tug his coat behind her. In order to enable them both to lean against it, he needs to move a bit closer. "This, the blanket and our own body warmth should keep us warm enough through the night." He assesses, leaning against the hull again.Aranea grins. “Yes, we do have heating, but still.” She mumbles and then nods. “Yeah, thank you.” She adds, trying to get as comfortable as possible sitting on the airship floor. "Just because you're used to it doesn't mean you have to endure it." Dino answers, shifting a bit to sit more comfortable. "On top of that, closeness to a living person can be more comforting than the warmth alone." He adds softly, leaning his head against the hull.“You’re right.” Aranea confirms, closing her eyes once more. “Sleep well.” She adds quietly. "You too. Good night." He sighs, pulling the blanket up to his chin and closing his eyes. Even though there is still much to think about the tiredness and the ceasing flow of adrenaline in his blood let Dino eventually slide into sleep. It does not take long until exhaustion wins and Aranea falls asleep as well. In her sleep she slides against the journalist, her head resting on his shoulder.Their rest is well needed but the night is short though. Only shortly before dawn the pilot opens her eyes again, blinking tiredly. While sleeping Dino has nestled his face into Aranea's hair. When she stirs, he wakes up too, slowly opening his eyes. For a short moment he breathes in the scent of her hair, then quickly lifts his head. “I’m sorry, I must have fallen against you while sleeping.” Aranea mumbles and lets out a long yawn."Good morning. No need to apologize. Hope my shoulder sufficed as a pillow." He answers slowly stretching his arms and legs. “Morning.” Aranea snickers. “It was quite comfortable.” She says, before she pushes the blanket aside to get up. “Hungry?” she asks then. "Glad to hear that. As I said, if you need a shoulder..." He winks, stifling a yawn. "Could scarf down a whole Garula. But... since there is none in sight, some coffee would probably suffice for the moment."Aranea snorts. “Coffee, nice joke.” She retorts, opening one of the boxes in the corner to take of some rations. “I’m afraid that’s all I can offer until we’re back in Lucis.” She explains with a crooked grin. "It was worth a try." Dino answers. "I'm not picky. As long as it keeps us sated, I'm fine with it." He adds. “Wonderful.” The pilot grins again, handing Dino one of the rations before she sits down with her own.“Once we’ve eaten I’ll fly us into safety.” She says, then starts eating. "That sounds like a marvelous plan." The journalist nods. For a moment he eyes the ration, then starts to eat. "Do you think the fuel cells are enough or will I have to change them again in the middle of the flight?" In remembrance he rubs his shoulder before he eats on. Aranea shakes her head. “No, we can go at decent speed, so they should be enough for the trip.” She says with a grin. “Although you did a great job yesterday. Without you we would have crashed.”Dino lifts the bite he was about to eat and holds it up as if to toast. "Glad I could be of service." He grins, then shoves the food into his mouth and continues to eat. “You’re an idiot.” Aranea claims, and although the word could be seen as an insult it does not sound like one. She grins slightly before she finishes her breakfast. Once done she gets up and takes a bottle of water out of another box and hands it to Dino."Yes, but a good looking one." He chuckles in amusement, finishing his meal as well and takes the water bottle. "Thanks." Dino opens it and drinks a few sips before handing it back to Aranea. The pilot takes it, drinking a bit too. Then she closes it again and puts it on one of the crates. “Maybe.” She just claims then with a wink. “Anyway, time to go, I’d say. It’s bright enough by now to fly.”Dino nods, getting up as well. Before he takes a seat, he folds the blanket, then grabs his coat, putting it back on. Aranea plops down on her seat. She waits until the journalist got comfortable before starting the engine. This time the flight is much more relaxed and nobody tries to stop them. So they reach Lucian territory within a few hours safe and unharmed.
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In Fenestala Manor in Tenebrae the servants have all hands full with the preparations for the journey to Lucis that would start soon. It is still early in the morning but they would travel overnight so everything needs to be ready until evening.Once they are done with their breakfast, Ravus makes sure that Lunafreya stays in her room and then returns to his own. “Yurick?” he calls, looking around. Of course, his chamberlain is always in the vicinity and appears at once when his name is called. "Yes milord?" Yurick bows slightly. "What do you need?" For a moment, Ravus just eyes Yurick thoughtfully. “Is my luggage ready?” he asks then, seemingly a bit tense."Yes, milord. All you need is packed and ready for departure." The chamberlain assures him. "Is there anything else you need me to do?" Ravus huffs. “No, other than packing your own stuff as well, because you’ll be coming with me. Someone has to keep an eye on my sister, and I’m afraid I’ll have to do that myself.” Yurick nods. "As you wish." He once more bows slightly. "I know it really is none of my business but, I take it Lady Lunafreya is not happy with the plans to go to Insomnia?" He inquires.“Not happy?” Ravus laughs. “She suspects a conspiracy behind the peace treaty.” He grumbles. “And I kind of have the feeling that she is planning something. I can’t put my finger on it, but she has been acting strange lately.” He adds. "I can have the other servants have an inconspicuous eye on her." The chamberlain suggests. "And have them report to you at once, if they see or overhear anything."Ravus waves it off. “No, thank you, nobody needs to know.” He retorts, walking over to the window to have a look outside. “Everything must go according to plan.” Yurick nods. "As you wish." He answers. "Just let me know if you change your mind. You don't have to carry the burden of this endeavor alone." Ravus lifts the corner of his mouth. “Once this treaty is signed the tides will turn.” He just says mysteriously.The chamberlain inclines his head, lifting one eyebrow questioningly. "May I ask what you mean by that?" He asks. Ravus turns a bit to glance over at Yurick. “I have my own plans, for Tenebrae and the future. We’re still the royal family, it is our birthright to rule, and I am going to reclaim it.” Yurick nods. "I see." He states simply and neutrally. "If you need any assistance, let me know."“Not yet.” Ravus mutters and casts a look at the clock. “There’s still so much time.” He sighs then. "Well, if you don't have any other plans till departure, how about a game of chess?" The chamberlain suggests. Ravus ponders for a moment and then nods. “We can play if you like. It might be the distraction I need.” He replies. “But outside in the garden, I’d like to savor some privacy before we travel with the Niflheim contingent.”Yurick bows a bit deeper than before. "A wonderful idea. I'll set the game at the pavilion in the far corner of the garden." He stands up again and turns to leave the room. “Alright.” Ravus nods. “Meanwhile I’ll check on my sister.” He says, following Yurick to the door. Yurick looks over his shoulder, nods and then proceeds to prepare the garden pavilion as planned.Ravus makes his way to Lunafreya’s room. When she does not answer as he knocks, he frowns and casts a look inside the room. His sister is not there. Quickly he closes the door again, turning to search the house for her but then changes his mind. “Maria?” he calls. “Yes?” the servant appears immediately with a bow. “Have you seen my sister?” Ravus asks her.“No, I’m afraid not.” Maria replies. “Then go, look for her!” Ravus orders with a hint of impatience in his voice. “Of course!” the servant answers and then gets to work at once. Ravus huffs and then walks to the garden, already considering to cancel his game of chess to search for Lunafreya himself. Once he enters the garden though he spots Lunafreya outside with her chamberlain Gentiana.In the meantime Yurick prepares everything for their game of chess. When Ravus does not appear shortly after him, he turns just in time to see his master walk over to his sister. Quickly he walks to join the two women and Lunafreya's approaching brother.“I don’t know… about everything. There seems to be more about it all. And that wedding.” Luna mumbles, looking at the sylleblossoms blooming everywhere. “What are you doing here?” Ravus interrupts her, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “I think I told you to stay in your room until the departure to Lucis!” he snarls.Luna winces and whirls around, looking rather caught. “We’re just in the garden!” she says, returning her brother’s gaze. Quietly Yurick approaches the situation, nodding a greeting while only observing the scene for the moment. “You have a wedding to prepare for, and it is of great importance that everything goes according to plan. I will not allow any delays or disturbances, just because you prefer to idle around in the garden instead!” Ravus addresses his sister again.“I am prepared,” Luna retorts calmly, “For everything that may come.” She adds. Ravus rolls his eyes. “You, and your colorful imagination! I’ve had enough of that! Stop fantasizing, I’m not listening to that anymore!” Yurick glances over at Gentiana, trying to assess if she intends to intervene. Gentiana stays silent, just standing next to them waiting.Since she does not intervene, Yurick clears his throat to get the attention of anyone present. "Before the mood heats up, may I suggest you check if Lady Lunafreya is really ready for the trip and her wedding?" He addresses Gentiana. "It would be a pity if the journey and the forthcoming event are spoiled by sour moods and harsh words." Yurick adds neutrally.“She is ready.” Gentiana simply replies. Her voice is calm and does not give away any emotion. Ravus gives her an unnerved glare, knowing she would not notice it anyway. “I told you so.” Luna says, which causes Ravus to snort in annoyance. “And I told you to wait in your room. I’ve known you and your shenanigans long enough; I won’t risk everything so close to our goal.” He repeats, pointing back at the house.Yurick suppresses a sigh. Gentiana obviously not only wants to play the cryptic but also wants to assist Luna's tantrums against her brother. "And I think heeding our profession’s obligations should have first priority, especially with the occasions ahead of us." He turns to Gentiana a slight rebuke in his voice.Gentiana just smiles. “I’m just a servant, it’s not on me to make rules, only to guide her.” She states serenely. “Then do me a favor and guide my sister back to her room.” Ravus growls, giving Luna and her chamberlain a stern look. "In that case you should consider guiding around a major strife between the siblings. It doesn't suit you as a chamberlain to not intervene in such situations." Yurick admonishes Gentiana."Milady, would you be so kind and follow your brother’s orders? He only wishes for your best, you know that." The chamberlain adds, addressing Luna. The oracle huffs. “My best…” she mimics and shakes her head. “I will find out what’s behind all this!” she claims, while Gentiana apparently chooses to ignore Yurick completely. “Fine, do whatever you want, but do it in your quarters!” Ravus snaps, waving her off.Luna just gives him a deadly glare before she whirls around to rush off, followed by Gentiana, who does not seem to share her hurry. Ravus runs a hand through his hair and groans in anger. Once Luna and Gentiana are out of earshot Yurick lets out a sigh. "Shall we see to our game of chess, milord?" He turns to Ravus, nodding towards the pavilion. Hidden care swings in his voice, though he keeps up the formal addressing as long as someone could overhear them.Ravus rubs his face and takes a deep breath afterwards. “Why can’t she listen to me just once?” he mumbles, shaking his head. Then he turns his head to squint at Yurick, remembering their arrangement. “Yes.” He says, hoping the game would distract him from everything that currently runs through his mind."I'm not in the right position to make a guess on her reasons." Yurick states diplomatically. He turns and starts to walk over to the pavilion pulling a chair a bit away from the table motioning for Ravus to take a seat. “Thank you.” Ravus mutters and sits down. Once the blonde is seated, the chamberlain takes the place opposite of him. "You start." He states pointing at the white chess figures in front of Ravus. Leaning a bit forward, Ravus stares at the board. He seems tense and to be miles away on top of that.
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Back in her room Lunafreya walks over to the window. Glaring outside at the hillside and the lush green she sighs deeply. “I have not seen Noctis in twelve years.” She mutters, folding her hands behind her back. Gentiana, who followed her stops beside her. “But you have never lost contact.” She reminds Luna.“Yes, but that is only thanks to Umbra. Without her it would have been impossible to exchange messages unnoticed.” The oracle states. Gentiana smiles mysteriously. “You should not worry about things that were. You’ve had Umbra and Pryna by your side, and you still do, that is all that counts.” She says calmly. “You are right.” Luna sighs. “I still wonder where will we live? I still have to fulfill my duties as oracle.”“You will, there are many people out there who need your aid.” Gentiana turns a bit, as if she wanted to look at Luna. “But first of all you have an obligation that is much more important.” Inclining her head the oracle turns away from the window. “I need to get away.” She claims all of a sudden. “I know.” Gentiana replies, causing Luna to shake her head. “I should have expected that.” She mutters, watching her chamberlain curiously for a moment.“It is okay to leave me here. I trust that you know what is right. I will wait here for your safe return.” Gentiana tells Luna. “My brother will be furious.” The oracle assesses. Her chamberlain laughs, sounding rather cool. “Don’t worry, I can cope with that.” She chuckles. Luna does not seem to find that very entertaining. “I have no idea what’s really behind this peace, but Ravus seems determined to see this through.” She ponders.“Who knows? Time will reveal Niflheim’s true intentions. Until then it is important for you and the prince to be in safety.” Gentiana states with another of her mysterious smiles. “And you should make haste to leave, as long as your brother is distracted.” She adds conspiratorially. The oracle sighs once again. “True. I’m prepared for whatever may come my way.” She claims.“Good. I expect no less. Have a safe journey and give Noctis my regards. Godspeed.” Gentiana nods and bows slightly. “I will. I pray we will see each other again.” The Oracle retorts and then approaches the door.
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Even though they are in a far corner of the garden and none of the other attendants should be near, Yurick quickly glances around before he gets up and walks over to Ravus. Putting one hand on his master’s shoulder he leans a bit forward pretending to suggest an opening move. "Your shoulders are tense, Ravus." He mumbles softly. "Don't let your sister’s behavior stress you out that much. I'm sure she will not spoil your plans."Closing his eyes for a moment Ravus does not move. He does not shake off Yurick’s hand either. “It is not my sister I’m worrying about; it is what’s at stake.” He answers quietly and takes a deep breath. Yurick lifts his hand to move it to the other shoulder so he can place one hand on each shoulder. "Whatever burden you carry; you know you can share it with me." He states softly, starting to massage his master’s shoulders. His grip is firm, yet tender, almost loving. "You don't have to do alone, whatever your plans are." Yurick adds softly.Ravus lowers his head, keeping his eyes shut. “I just want to be free; I want all of us to be free. I want to revert what King Regis didn’t see fit to prevent twelve years ago.” The blonde whispers, even though they are among themselves. The tension in his shoulders is quite distinct, and it takes a moment until Ravus relaxes enough to savor the treatment."That is quite a burden you carry." Yurick answers softly, continuing the massage. Time has trained him well enough to easily find the usual uptight spots and treat them properly to release the tension in Ravus' shoulders. “And Lunafreya is not making it any easier with her behavior. I know she still trusts King Regis, but I do not.” Ravus mumbles, shifting a bit so he can sit mor comfortable and Yurick has more space to work."I know." The chamberlain answers, moving his hands from Ravus' shoulders to his neck and upper back. Still aiming to release the tension in his master’s muscles. His touch is soft and mixed with caring strokes. The blonde relaxes more and more. He stays silent for a while, just enjoying Yurick’s experienced treatment. “That is so very good.” He eventually sighs contently."I'm happy to hear that." Yurick mumbles softly, continuing a bit longer before his treatment slowly subsides until he comes to a halt. His touch lingers a few moments more as if he does not want to let go. Eventually he steps back and walks back to his place. Ravus lifts the corner of his mouth, turning his head to look up at Yurick. When his chamberlain leaves him again he smiles softly. “So eager to play?” he asks, a spark of amusement in his pale eyes.Yurick returns the smile warmly. "No, but I'd rather not have anyone get any ... 'ideas' and spark rumors." He answers truthfully, yet a hint of melancholy in his voice. The chamberlain certainly values these short moments of closeness. “Ideas…?” Ravus grins vaguely while he leans a bit forward, supporting his weight on his forearms. “And what… rumors?” he wants to know.Yurick smirks. "That you might have an affair that is not befitting your social rank's standards. No matter if true or not it would certainly hurt your reputation and in that probably jeopardize your plans." He answers. "And you still need to open the game." The chamberlain adds with a wink. Ravus listens intently and then laughs. “Oh, yes, because there are so many princesses left on Eos that I have no idea which one to choose.” He replies, before he moves one of the figures.“Or should I rather be interested in Camelia Claustra’s daughter?” The blonde shakes his head. “Besides, even if I had an affair, I doubt those rumors would leave the mansion.” Yurick shrugs, then moves a figure to react on Ravus' opening. "Oh you bet they would." He answers casually. "You are of royal blood so your partner should be of a higher social rank than a completely hypothetical affair with your chamberlain."Ravus huffs. “These are the moments where your roots become ultimately important. But other than that? What do we get from our royal blood? We’re allowed to represent ‘our’ country and are forced to justify Niflheim’s decisions. We are not even exercising our birthright.” He growls, carefully choosing his next move. “So honestly, why would I care at all?”Yurick observes the move, then reacts accordingly. "Because, if you intend to reclaim your birthright, a certain reputation might not be helpful." He looks up from the chess board and into Ravus’ eyes. "As much as I wish it wasn't necessary, but good tactics are needed until your plans are fully executed." He points at the board. "It's like chess. You might be able to compensate the loss of a tower or a knight but certainly not both or you risk losing your queen." The chamberlain explains making it look like he just explains chess movements for anyone who might see them.Ravus runs a hand through his hair and groans. “Can’t you stop being that awfully sensible for five minutes just this once?” he mutters, rubbing his face with one hand. “Besides, all eyes are on my sister and the prince of Lucis anyway. Currently, at least.” Yurick smiles warmly. "It is my duty to stay vigilant at all times." He answers softly. "I'm supposed to be your guide and your guard. There is always someone looking the other way."Ravus sighs and briefly closes his eyes. “I know that, and I just asked you to forget about that for a few minutes. We’re alone out here. The Niffs do not care about my mother’s flowers, nor about our little game here, and everyone else knows better than to interfere unless it is absolutely necessary.” He explains, moving another figure on the board."You know that I cannot forget that so easily." Yurick mumbles with a sigh. He looks at the chess board for a few moments, pondering on his next move. "I've been by your side for such a long time, and right now I don't feel comfortable with letting my guard down." Ravus takes a deep breath. “Shiva’s tits, Yurick!” He exclaims and intends to continue, but is interrupted when a brief, sharp and cool breeze causes a hand-embroidered handkerchief to collide with his cheek.The blonde blinks a few times and plucks the piece of fabric out of the air, staring at it in irritation. Yurick glances at the handkerchief. "Isn't that one of Gentiana's?" He asks, lifting an eyebrow. Ravus frowns, examining it more closely. “Yes, looks like one of hers.” He states dryly and then looks around cautiously. Of course there is no one in sight.“Gods…” the blonde mumbles, raising his voice after that. “Wherever you hide, Gentiana, I think you have someone to take care of, and I would ask you politely to keep an eye on my sister.” He calls, immediately slapping himself when he becomes aware of what he just said. “Never mind, you know what I mean!” he adds and eventually gets up.Yurick lifts a corner of his mouth, keeping a comment to himself. A 'see what I mean?' is clearly written in his eyes though. When Ravus gets up, he starts to store the figures away, seeing their game as finished for today. “Come, leave the cleaning for later.” Ravus mumbles, “It’s getting spooky out here.” He adds before he turns to make his way back to his room.Instead of an answer Yurick just puts the last piece away within its compartment on the backside of the chess board, then closes it. Clamping it under his arm he gets up and follows his master back inside. Back in his quarters Ravus checks the clock, pondering what to do as there is still plenty of time until they have to leave. Yurick follows, entering his own chamber through the door connecting their rooms to store the chess board he brought.In the meantime a visitor arrives at the front door. Impatiently General Glauca waits for the door to be opened, instantly pushing past the attendant. "Wait up, sir." He is being called after. "I need to check if the young lord is ready to meet you and announce you properly." Maria hurries after the big heavily armored man who completely ignores her. Even in this heavy looking armor he is moving much faster than her. Eventually she gives up the chase and returns to her duties. Only moments later Glauca arrives at the door of Ravus' chambers. Lifting one gloved hand he pounds heavily against the door.Upon the impertinence, Ravus, who just waits for Yurick to return darts to the door to open it in a flourish. “What?!” he demands to know, uncaring who might call for his attention that rudely. Under his helmet Glauca lifts an eyebrow and grins meanly. "Am I disturbing you? You seem a bit stressed out." He states dryly. "I'm just here to make sure everything is in order and will proceed according to plan." The general adds, crossing his arms in front of his chest.Ravus suppresses the urge to roll his eyes and takes a deep breath. “I wouldn’t be if it was possible to have just five minutes to myself in this household!” he huffs and gives Glauca an unnerved glare. “Yes, everything is fine, ‘sir’. Would you mind leaving me alone now, or is there anything else I can do for you?” The way he emphasizes the last few words makes it clear that the question is not meant to be taken seriously.Unseen under his helmet Glauca grins again. "Well, now that you ask me..." He starts but then waves a hand. "You know, I think this can wait." The general adds generously. "I trust that you take care of everything as ordered, prince." The way he emphasizes Ravus' title makes it clear that he does not even give half as much respect to it as he should. And why should he, he is the general of the occupying forces.Yurick returns to Ravus' room while his master is speaking, waiting in silence until he is done. “I trust that you’re aware of the fact that I am off duty until tonight, which means that if you want any more information, I’m afraid you’ll have to go and see for yourself, ‘general’.” Ravus retorts coolly, about to shut the door right in front of Glauca.The general huffs under his helmet. "Still, I'm your superior. You report to me whenever I ask you to." He answers dryly. "But for now I will not follow up on your insolences and leave you to whatever you're up to." Glauca waves a hand glancing towards Yurick unseen for everyone due to his helmet. The chamberlain still waits in patience, silent and unmoving, his hands crossed behind his back.Ravus narrows his eyes. “I owe you my deepest gratitude.” He says mockingly and then kicks the door shut with a loud thud. “What an upstart!” he growls afterwards. Once the door is closed Yurick gives up his stoic posture. "That he is." He agrees with a nod. “Oh how I crave to see his face once I kick him out of Tenebrae’s territory. The blonde whispers, clenching his fists.The chamberlain steps behind his master, putting one hand on his shoulder, pressing it softly. "One day you will." He states softly. "But to see his face you need to get his helmet off first." Yurick adds with a smirk. Ravus lifts the corner of his mouth. “If I can realize my plan there won’t be any helmet left to protect him.” He mutters, turning his head a bit to lock their eyes. “What about you? Don’t you want your homeland back?”For a moment Yurick lowers his eyelids. "Yes, would want that. Even though it does not bring back who I lost." He mumbles, averting his gaze. “I know.” Ravus turns to face Yurick, a caring expression in his pale eyes. “If I can get my hands on the ring of the Lucii I might even have the power to destroy Niflheim.” He says quietly. “And I won’t be a coward, I’ll use it.”The chamberlain lifts his gaze again, a warm smile on his face. "I know." He answers softly. "Seeing Niflheim being beaten back to where they came from would be a very satisfying sight." Yurick adds. “Indeed. And I’ll do everything to make that happen.” Ravus retorts, determination in his voice as well as in his gaze. "I don't doubt that." Yurick answers. "Whenever you need me, I'll have your back."The blonde nods. “Thank you.” He says sincerely, watching his chamberlain a while longer before he takes a hesitant step back. “How about some swimming? I really need to cool off and get my mind off things.” He suggests. The chamberlain blinks, then nods. "Swimming sounds like a good idea." He agrees. "It's a good way to wind down." Already turning to get his swimsuit and a towel Ravus nods in confirmation. “And to get away from everyone.” He adds.After both of them collected their things they head to the basement of the mansion. There a spacious hall housing a large pool is located. It is only dimly lit, as the only light illuminating the room comes from lamps mounted below the water's surface, bathing everything in a mysterious, shifting blue light.Ravus quickly changes into simple swimwear before he leaves the changing room to jump off the edge of the pool right away and do a few lengths. Yurick follows his master, changing into swimwear as well. A few moments after Ravus the chamberlain slips into the water to swim a few laps himself. The blonde is a fast and trained swimmer, and the even strokes really seem to put his mind at ease.Ravus keeps swimming for a while until he has enough and folds his arms on the edge of the pool after he reached the end of the length. Yurick is well trained, too. As a chamberlain it is not only his duty to serve and advise his master but also being able to defend Ravus if needed. Slender muscles moving in strong yet calm and effective swimming strokes let him swim as fast as his master. He quickly catches up on the row count and comes to a halt next to Ravus only a few moments later.Yurick places one arm on the edge of the pool to get a bit of a hold moving the other arm and his feet to keep hovering in the water. Ravus turns his head to observe Yurick from the side, watching as the shifting blue light caresses his face. Running a hand through his soaked hair he smiles softly and then suddenly points behind their backs at the opposite side of the pool where broad stairs lead into the water. “The first one to reach the other end gets all the deserts tonight!” he challenges his chamberlain jokingly, already spinning around to push himself off the edge.Yurick snorts in amusement, a challenging spark lighting up his green eyes. He instantly darts after Ravus pushing off the edge and diving a good part of the length just to emerge right next to his master again. Ravus does his best to give Yurick a hard time. A challenge is a challenge, after all. Usually the chamberlain would let his master win. But right now they are not master and servant but two young men in an amicable challenge, which he intends to win. So he picks up the pace moving faster aiming to overhaul Ravus.The blonde chuckles, which confuses his calm breathing rhythm, thus costing him the lead. Only a few heartbeats after Yurick, Ravus approaches the stairs. “Looks like someone really loves those berry tarts.” He laughs, an amused twinkle in his eyes. Yurick grins a short victorious grin, then shrugs. "They really are tasty." He states, brushing the water out of his hair with his hands.“Well, people are crazy about them.” Ravus lifts the corner of his mouth and sits down on one of the stairs so that the water only reaches up to his shoulders. "That's true. They are really good." Yurick agrees, hesitating for a moment but then joins Ravus, sitting down next to him. He leans back a bit, his arms resting on the stairs behind him and lowers his eyelids a bit.The blonde grins slightly. “And you never told anyone whenever I sneaked off, if I gave you mine.” He states with a wink. Yurick opens his eyes again, looking over at Ravus. "Even I cannot resist such a bribe." He smirks, an amused sparkle in his eyes. “You know, sometimes you’re much too decent.” Ravus mumbles, tilting his head a bit to the side. The chamberlain smiles softly. "That's how I was raised." He answers, "And how I was trained during my instructions to eventually become your chamberlain." Yurick adds, still a soft smile on his lips.“It’s such a pity.” Ravus murmurs, reaching out to cup Yurick’s cheek. “You’re beautiful.” He whispers, gently running his thumb along the other man’s cheekbone. The compliment lets Yurick blush and lower his eyelids once more. Yet a soft sparkle lights up his green eyes when he hesitantly leans a bit into the touch. Ravus returns the gaze, a thoughtful expression on his face. “May I?” he asks quietly, nodding slightly.Yurick opens his eyes completely again. The sparkle in his eyes could be answer enough to the question but he also nods confirmatory, slightly leaning forward and more into Ravus' touch. The blonde smiles while his hand travels from Yurick’s cheek to the back of his head, his fingers playing with the braids there. Slowly he bends forward to kiss his chamberlain’s lips tenderly.Yurick welcomes the kiss, returning it softly, yet blushing even more. He lifts one hand, his fingertips tentatively caressing the skin of Ravus' cheek. Smiling against Yurick’s lips Ravus does not hold the kiss for too long. The smile turns into a naughty grin, and the warm expression in his eyes mixes up with slight amusement. “Not that decent anymore, are we?” he mumbles softly, leaning in to kiss the other man again, before he can answer.If the redness on Yurick's cheeks was about to lessen it is strengthened again by Ravus' words. Nonetheless, the new kiss is gladly returned as well. The chamberlain lets his fingers slide from the other man's cheek into the hair, softly fondling around with it. Ravus chuckles into the kiss, before he parts his lips to deepen it, pulling his chamberlain a bit closer.Yurick shifts a little so he can sit properly and wraps his free arm around the other man. Parting his lips as well he slides his tongue along Ravus' lips hesitantly and curiously before venturing forth. Ravus closes his eyes, meeting Yurick’s tongue with his own to engage in a tender dance. He takes his time exploring the new sensation and unfamiliar closeness.A pleasant shiver runs down the chamberlain’s spine. He closes his eyes completely, giving in to the moment. Yurick literally melts into the kiss and the embrace as if this was something he has been waiting for a long time. Ravus only breaks the kiss when he needs to gasp for air. He blinks, looking surprised as well as fascinated. Yurick slowly opens his eyes again, a dreamy expression in them. His fingers linger in Ravus' hair as does the smile on his face.Ravus’ hand caresses Yurick’s neck softly, while he watches him silently for a while, obviously pondering over something. The thoughtful face lets the chamberlain blink a few times. He looks up at him searching for a reason for the pondering with his eyes. "Is something wrong?" Yurick whispers after a few moments. Ravus sighs, averting his gaze. He does not pull his hand back, though.Eventually, the blonde’s gaze returns to Yurick. “I’m sorry.” He says calmly. “I shouldn’t have… We shouldn’t have done this.” He adds reluctantly and then pauses for a moment. “But… it didn’t even feel wrong. On the contrary…” Slowly he shakes his head. For a few heartbeats Yurick stays silent, his fingers remaining in Ravus' wet hair. "There is nothing to apologize for." He whispers, a warm gleam still in his eyes. "I've been longing for this for so long. Even if it were just this one kiss, I'm happy." He adds falling silent again for a few moments."Although I do remember a certain someone claiming that he doesn't care what others think." The chamberlain smiles, a bit of mischief in his voice. Ravus raises an eyebrow, looking even more surprised. “You…” he starts, shaking his head once more and then just laughs. “I meant it.” He reassures Yurick once he calmed down again. "Then I'd say there is nothing to regret." The chamberlain chuckles. "Depending on where you want to go from here, I'm used to keeping my feelings a secret. So no matter what, no one will ever know."The blonde only pulls Yurick near, wrapping both arms around his slender form. “Why did you never say anything?” he inquires, looking the other man right into the eyes. Snuggling up to Ravus, Yurick blushes again. "I'm your chamberlain, most of my life I was trained to serve. I..." He sighs. "I thought you'll have me sent away if you knew how I feel." He mumbles, sheepishly averting his gaze.“We’re also friends. We’ve always been.” Ravus retorts quietly, gently running a hand through Yurick’s hair. “I’m so used to people being ‘nice’ to me, or at least pretending, excluding the general, maybe, that I didn’t even notice anything.” He mutters softly. The chamberlain nods slowly. "Yes and our friendship was another reason to hide my feelings. I just didn't want to risk that." He answers softly. "How could I've possibly known that you feel the same way as I do?" Yurick mumbles.“I don’t know…” Ravus says with a deep sigh. “I mean, I don’t even know how it feels to have real friends, other than you. I cannot even trust my own sister to listen to me that once in a lifetime where it is more important than anything. How could I trust anyone else? They could all be on Niflheim’s side. But you were different. A little too decent for my taste sometimes, but well, I knew how to bribe you.” He chuckles in amusement.Yurick snickers. "True, that one weakness I have." He grins looking up and into Ravus' eyes. "Apart from that one other great weakness you know of now." He winks and stops to brush through the blonde hair. Instead he places his hand on Ravus' neck, slowly pulling him closer. "And for the right bribery I might be willing to put decency aside." Yurick whispers, leaning a bit forward to meet the blonde's lips with his own.“That is an offer.” Ravus grins, eagerly returning the kiss while he holds the other man tight. Yurick pulls the blonde even closer, closing his eyes again to give in to the kiss and the closeness. Ravus holds the kiss for a while, shivering pleasantly as he savors it. After several moments the chamberlain has to break the kiss again to catch some breath. He opens his eyes again the sparkle growing into a warm shine.For a few heartbeats Yurick does not say anything just looks into Ravus' eyes. "What shall we do now? Keep this a secret, at least for now?" He asks softly. Ravus tilts his head to the side, watching Yurick thoughtfully. “We’ll tell everyone, once we’re back from our journey to Lucis, because a lot of things will change then.” Ravus replies, a vague smile on his lips. "That sounds like a good plan." Yurick nods. He loosens his embrace to shift a bit as it gets a bit uncomfortable sitting on the stairs of the pool.“Want to swim some more?” the blonde inquires, nodding at the water. “Other than that we’ll have to get ready soon. I really don’t need general Glauca in a worse mood than he is in already.” Yurick nods once more. "Yes, let's swim a bit and then head back upstairs." He agrees. "I'm not sure, if the general knows any other mood than that sour one." He adds with a smirk. Ravus laughs. “No, he does not, but beware his ultimate sour mood.” He chuckles, letting go of Yurick to do as planned.After a few more lengths and the one or the other kiss stolen from each other’s lips they eventually leave the pool to get dressed and back upstairs.Meanwhile Lunafreya prepared for her planned escape with the help of one of their servants, Maria, who was in the know all the time. Just when Ravus and Yurick climb up the stairs to their quarters, they find Luna walking downstairs and Maria waiting by the door. Spotting Luna Yurick sighs softly. "I think your sister is up to something." He mutters nodding into her direction. "You may want to take care of this." He adds, stretching out his hand. "Give me your wet towel, I'll get it into the laundry."Ravus groans and hands his stuff over to Yurick before he darts up the stairs to cut Luna’s way. “I do not recall granting you permission to leave your quarters, Lunafreya.” He says. “Ravus!” Luna stares at her brother, looking caught. Ravus snorts, grabbing her by the arm to shove her back into her room. “You are not to leave this room again until the journey to Lucis. It is for your own good.” He snarls, shutting the door behind them.Maria stays where she is, consternation clearly written all over her face. Yurick, the wet bathing clothes and towels in hand, glances over at Maria and motions for her to better leave the scene with his head. Once she is gone he turns to do as promised letting Ravus deal with his sister. Maria sighs but nods. It is probably better not to cross Ravus’ path anymore today. So before the blonde comes back she is gone.
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Two hours and a pompous dinner later, everybody who will join the trip to Lucis is ready. This time, Ravus takes personal care of his sister, leading her and Gentiana, as well as Yurick and some servants with their luggage to the car that would take them to their airship. They are accompanied by guards, so Lunafreya does not get any funny ideas.To their utter surprise and annoyance at the car does not only wait their driver but also general Glauca himself. The car is one of the military vehicles to dispatch units to a battlefield or a mission. Ugly but efficient with lots of space for storage and seating. "Good evening." The general greets them dryly. "Please, store your luggage and take a seat." He adds pointing at the seating area in the back. Glauca obviously intends to sit in the other front seat next to the driver.Ravus suppresses a deep sigh and the rolling of his eyes when he becomes aware of Glauca waiting for them. His gaze lingers on the general’s helmet for a moment, then he motions for their servants to do as requested. Once all the bags are packed into the car, their servants open the doors for Ravus, Lunafreya, Yurick and Gentiana to get in.Ravus takes a seat without saying a word while Luna does not look exactly happy. Gentiana sits down next to her. Yurick nods a greeting towards Glauca, then oversees the attendants putting the luggage in the trunk of the car. Once this is done he follows into the car and sits down next to Ravus, casting him an encouraging glance. When everyone is seated, Glauca closes the door and takes his seat in the front of the car giving the driver the order to depart.Taking a deep breath Ravus runs a hand through his hair. “To what do I owe the honor of your personal appearance?” he asks pointedly, giving the general an unpleased glare. Gentiana lifts the corner of her mouth but stays silent otherwise, while Luna just tries to ignore Glauca for now. "Nahh, why the sour mood?" the general retorts in a dry yet slightly amused tone. "I just thought it might be convenient to pick you up since we are going to travel together in the same airship." Glauca answers the question.Yurick keeps up his neutral expression. Right now nothing can be done about the situation other than accepting it. Ravus groans and closes his eyes. “Don’t tell me Niflheim cannot afford a second airship?” he inquires, already cursing the rest of their travel. A chuckle can be heard from underneath the helmet. "We could. But how could I not like to travel with such great company." The tone of Glauca's voice shifts to a mocking one. "Don't worry, the ship will be comfortable and big enough for us all."Rubbing his face with one hand Ravus sighs inwardly. “Why don’t you just grace the emperor with your presence? Or doesn’t he want to see you?” he wants to know. "The emperor is already graced with the chancellor's presence." Glauca simply answers. "They have a lot to discuss. And since nothing of this includes any military tactics or the like, I decided to grace you with my presence and make sure that everything goes according to plan over here." The general adds.Yurick searches for Ravus' hand intending to grab and press it reassuringly. Ravus lets him and then turns his gaze outside the window. “How wonderful…” he mumbles, sounding all but excited. Yurick's fingers linger for a moment longer then he pulls his hand back. Even though his face cannot be seen under his helmet there is an air of smugness around Glauca. He seems to be very pleased with being here and getting on everybody else's nerves.Thankfully it does not take too long for them to arrive at the base where their airship is waiting for them. Emperor Aldercapt and chancellor Izunia have already arrived, as well as the rest of the Niflheim contingent. Ravus barely waits until the doors of the car are opened before he gets out. Luna and Gentiana take their time, while Luna seemingly put on a neutral expression by now.Yurick follows Ravus, making a bland face. He turns at once to oversee the transport of their luggage to the airship. Glauca gets out of the car, just to be greeted by Izunia. "General Glauca, you're a little belated. How unusual. Is everything in order?" If there’s a person smugger than the general it is chancellor Izunia. A disdainful smile plays on his lips. Not waiting for an answer he turns around taking a good look at Lunafreya and Ravus. "It seems our little travel party is complete now." Izunia states.Despite the situation there is a calm, yet slightly humorous expression on Gentiana’s face as she walks beside Luna. If Ravus was about to grin spitefully, that grin just freezes before he can even put it on when he sees the chancellor. He greets him and the emperor as the protocol requires it, as well as his sister does. “We are ready for departure.” He informs them eventually.Yurick joins them once all the luggage has been stored, greeting the emperor and the chancellor with a hinted bow, the expression on his face neutral, almost empty. "I'm very delighted to hear that." Izunia answers. "Then we shouldn't linger any longer and be on our way." He adds. "You will make sure that they arrive safely in Insomnia?" The chancellor turns to Glauca, nodding towards Lunafreya and Ravus. "That is why I'm here." The general answers, motioning for the others to get into their designated airships.Ravus swallows a dry remark and puts a hand on Yurick’s back to gently nudge him towards their airship. Once everyone got in and took a seat their tiny fleet takes off to head to their destination on time: The next base outside of Insomnia.
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Early in the morning Insomnia, the capital of Lucis, is bustling with life. The usual rush hour makes navigating through the thick traffic an adventure, the subways are all packed with people and bakeries and coffee-shops offering to go snacks and drinks are in their busiest hours of the day.The citadel, heart of the city and home to the Lucian royal family is no exception. King Regis and his shield Clarus are already up and preparing for one of the many council meetings, as well as Cor Leonis, marshal of the Crownsguard. His first officer Monica tends to anything important in his absence. A fresh shift of guards is in position and the Kingsglaive is already on their feet.One of the first of the Glaives to be up, if not the first at all, is Luche Lazarus. Disciplined as he is the blonde is the first to appear in the break room where they all usually assemble before moving on to the briefing room. While the coffee machine gets to work bubbling, he leans against the counter waiting for the rest to appear.He does not have to wait long though, as a pretty sleepy looking – and given his habits definitely far too early – Tredd enters the room, shuffling over to the coffee machine. While he does, he almost bumps into Luche and blinks a few times. “Sorry. Can I have one, too?” he mumbles, nodding towards the bubbling device.The blonde lifts an eyebrow. "Still that tired that you don't see where you're going?" He asks when the redhead nearly runs into him. Upon Tredd’s question he glances over at the machine. "Once it's done." He states pointing at the not completely filled coffee jug. While the last bubbling and fizzling bode the soon completion of the brewing process Luche turns to grab a cup from the shelf. For a moment he hesitates then grabs another one for the redhead placing them both next to the coffee machine. A clicking sound indicates that the device turned itself off after doing what it was supposed to do.The blonde grabs the jug, filling both cups and puts it back onto the heating pad of the coffee machine. “Thanks.” Tredd mumbles, grabbing one of the cups and yawns. “I’m still half asleep.” He explains unnecessarily before he takes a good sip from it. "That much is obvious." Luche answers dryly, carefully sipping the still hot coffee. The redhead snorts, but then swallows whatever remark he was about to make when the door opens again and Nyx walks in.“Good morning!” Nyx greets, apparently in a good mood and then hesitates. “Who kicked you out of bed?” he asks, giving Tredd an irritated look. “Very funny!” the redhead grumbles, turning away to move to the table and sit down. "Morning." Luche nods a greeting to Nyx. "Rather rolled out of bed and left half of himself behind." He comments dryly, referring to Tredd's statement regarding his wakefulness earlier.Nyx chuckles as he walks over to the coffee machine to get a coffee, too. “And I thought that’s his standard.” He asserts with a wink. “Fuck you, Ulric!” Tredd rolls his eyes and takes another sip from his coffee. “Charming as always.” Nyx retorts as he sits down as well. “And he just walked past her?” Crowe’s voice sounds when the door opens again. “Yeah. Trust Pelna to turn blind whenever he’s got some food in his hands.” Libertus answers when both of them step in.Luche lifts an eyebrow over the gossiping between Crowe and Libertus but leaves it uncommented. He greets both of them, then steps aside to make space for anyone else who wants coffee. “Poor Monica.” Crowe shakes her head and then greets back. Libertus nods a greeting and gets two coffee. “Pelna as we know and love him.” Nyx comments with an amused grin. “If he keeps going like that he can confess his love to her grave, if he even lives until that day.” Tredd mutters dryly."Who can confess what?" Pelna yawns, entering the break room as well. The black-haired still looks sleepy, shuffling over to the coffee machine to help himself to a cup of the dark brew. With another yawn he finds himself a chair to sit or rather lounge on. “You, your love to Monica’s grave if you don’t grow balls already!” Crowe answers cheekily. Nyx almost chokes on his coffee laughing and even Tredd splutters."Huh?" Pelna blinks several times, certainly not getting what they are talking about. Luche just shakes his head, taking another sip from his coffee. “Remember yesterday evening, when you went to get some takeaway?” Libertus asks, grinning widely. “Yes, I’ve seen you, but you were obviously oblivious to the world. You didn’t even realize you walked past Monica without greeting or even looking at her.” He concludes his explanation, causing Nyx to chuckle slightly.Before anyone can add another comment though, the door is opened energetically and Axis and Sonitus rush in. “Woohoo, who on Eos fucked with the captain?” Axis wants to know right away. Immediately all gazes turn towards Luche and everyone present bursts out laughing. “What?!” Tredd gasps once he caught some breath again. “Drautos is in a pretty shitty mood today.” Axis states frankly."Even shittier than usual." Sonitus confirms, walking over to the coffee machine, preparing two cups and handing one to Axis afterwards. Luche deliberately ignores the gazes and the laughter. "Accounting is due and other than the Crownsguard the captain has to stand up for any costs and replacements that were requested." He explains plainly emptying his coffee.“So Amicitia fucked with him.” Axis mumbles and takes the offered cup with a thankful nod. “That’s so typical. Those snobs just bum around in the citadel most of the time, except some super classified missions maybe, while we’re handling the front lines, and we gotta beg for everything.” Tredd grumbles, putting his cup down with a thud. “Yeah, that’s not fair.” Libertus agrees. Nyx takes a deep breath but stays silent. “Complaining doesn’t change anything.” Crowe sighs."Well observed." Drautos’ voice sounds from the door. "Anyone else wanting to file a complaint?" He adds, crossing his arms in front of his chest, giving them all a look that clearly tells them to keep their mouths shut. "Good." The captain does not wait for any further comments but nods into the hallway. "Then move and get to the briefing room as you already should have five minutes ago." Drautos growls, stepping out of the door frame to let them out of the break room. "I need you to assist with the preparation of the ledger later." He adds addressing Luche who just nods.Casting Luche a curious look, Tredd walks past him and follows the others into the briefing room, where they all line up, awaiting further instructions. The blonde ignores the glance again, taking his place in line. Drautos follows scrutinizing them to check if everyone is standing at attention. More or less satisfied he starts to inform them about their upcoming mission.While the captain speaks, a tiny spider rappels down from the ceiling not far from Tredd. Of course the redhead notices it, causing him to step from one foot to the other uneasily. Axis, standing next to him nudges him in the side as Drautos’ mood is bad enough already. Sonitus squints over at the redhead, not noticing the spider and slightly shakes his head, then turns his attention back to the captain.Drautos, of course, becomes aware of Tredd's fidgeting. "I don't remember allowing you to stand at ease. Let alone jump around like this." He addresses the redhead displeasure in his voice. "If you don't have anything to contribute to the mission, stand still!" The redhead tries his best to follow that order, but fails. “But… there’s a spider, sir!” he whines, causing everybody to shoot him a short glance and then attempt to suppress the laughter bubbling up in their chests."What? Are you kidding me?" Drautos growls, stomping over to the redhead, glaring at him. It does not take more than the blink of an eye that he becomes aware of the suppressed laughter around him. "Stand at attention." He bellows, glaring at all of the Glaive. "Anyone who dares to laugh will take one week of the recruits’ cleaning schedule." Drautos adds. Other than Tredd everyone stands at attention once more.The redhead tries, staring at the dangling spider that – just in the very moment – takes the opportunity to have a break from weaving and get comfortable on the tip of Tredd’s nose. Thus, the redhead shrieks and takes a hasty step back. No matter how hard they try, and despite the captain’s threat, once the first Glaive cannot hold back any longer, everyone bursts out laughing while Tredd blushes deeply.When everyone falls into a laughing fit, even Luche cannot contain himself and has to join in. "Maybe she wanted to have a look into your eyes." Sonitus laughs breathlessly. Drautos is anything but happy about the outburst of good mood. "Silence!" He barks. "Seize your laughter or I'll double the charge to two weeks of cleaning!" The captain adds with a deep growl in his voice.It takes a moment for everyone to calm down and stand at attention again, even Tredd, though with a distinct blush still present on his cheeks. While everyone tries to calm down Luche makes a step into the direction of the spider. He seizes it with two fingers, throws it to the ground and crushes it under his boot before it can scurry away. "The troublemaker is neutralized." The blonde states in the most neutral tone he can muster which only works partially and his amusement still rings in his words.Sadly, that only provokes another laughing fit from everyone except Tredd. The redhead just shoots Luche a deadly glare. Drautos is not happy either. "Even you, Lazarus?" He growls earning a shrug from the blonde who also ignores Tredd's glaring. "Fine. Since we all are in such a great mood it's three weeks cleaning service for all of you. The rookies will thank you." The captain states. "And now stand at attention so we can finish this gods damned briefing."Libertus bites back a groan and does as ordered. Nyx follows him, a neutral expression on his face. Crowe just awaits the inevitable evenly. Axis snorts and lines up again while Tredd apparently wishes to become invisible. Pelna swallows a sigh while Sonitus cannot help but to roll his eyes. Once everyone is standing back in order, Drautos continues the briefing.They are to check on rumors about a new Niflheim base in Insomnia's vicinity tonight and, if the rumors prove true, infiltrate it to find out what the Niffs are planning. He also announces the first who will start their cleaning imposition once they are back from the mission. Nyx somehow manages not to grin when Drautos calls Tredd and Luche in for the first shift. The redhead blinks a few times, squinting over at Luche.The blonde has a stoic expression on his face, not giving away what he thinks or feels about the penalty. After that the briefing is finished and the Glaives are allowed to leave. "I want to see you in my office later." Drautos reminds Luche while everyone else files out of the briefing room. The blonde nods, then turns to leave as well.“Three weeks, Furia, three fucking weeks!” Axis groans as soon as they’re out of earshot of the captain. “Because of a spider!” he adds. Tredd tries to get away by picking up the pace but Axis grabs him by the shoulder. “Hey, are you a man or a sissy?” he teases. The redhead shakes him off. “Fuck you, Arra!” he growls, averting his gaze.“Yeah, you fight in a war but you screech in sight of a spider." Sonitus agrees. "What's so frightening about a fucking tiny spider?" He adds. "Nawww, leave him be. Everyone has their quirks, no?" Pelna chimes in. Tredd whirls around furiously, already raising one fist. “Shut the fuck up or I’ll help with that!” he yells. "Gods, Furia, don't be so fickle." Sonitus rolls his eyes. “Easy, easy, can we all calm down again?” Nyx who appears next to Pelna suggests. “Yeah, we have a mission tonight, and captain Drautos is going to kick our asses if we waste resources right now!” Crowe adds.“Resources…” Axis snorts but drops the topic. Tredd turns away, still visibly upset. “So, what now?” Libertus wants to know. “Yes, resources. That's all what it boils down to in the end, numbers in spreadsheets." Luche comments, about to pass by the others in order to get to Drautos' office as requested by the captain.“I wouldn’t be surprised if we were seen as ‘resources’ as well.” Tredd mumbles, still in a pretty bad mood. Axis chuckles. “You’re a soldier, you should actually know that.” He says and then steps past Luche into the yard. From the training ground come the sounds of clashing weapons and Cor’s voice. He stops a moment to cast a curious glance over at the training Crownsguard, then grins and spins around to walk back inside, effectively blocking Luche’s path as he does. “Guys!” he tries to get everyone’s attention.Luche is about to leave the group when Axis comes back and hinders him to do so. "Hey, what's up?" Sonitus inquires immediately, cutting any comment from the blonde as well. Pelna turns his attention to Axis, while Luche just crosses his arms, waiting to be able to leave. “What is it?” Nyx demands to know as well while Tredd just lifts an eyebrow. “Are the recruits already celebrating their new three weeklong freedom?” Crowe asks. Libertus just snorts.“No, but guess who’s getting their asses kicked damn hard right now?” Axis proclaims with a wide grin. "Since none of the Glaives are in training right now and judging by your grin, it can only be the Crownsguard." Sonitus assesses. "That's likely. Since we're off for a mission tonight there is no training scheduled for the Glaives right now." Luche nods. "Of course, you know the schedule by heart." Pelna comments with a shake of his head.“Exactly!” Axis beams. “And marshal Leonis himself is wiping the floor with then!” he continues merrily. “Oh yeah, snobs getting their asses kicked, we gotta see this!” Tredd cheers. Nyx lifts the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, and watch closely, you might be able to learn a thing or two.” He teases. “Showoff. Leave me alone.” The redhead grumbles and moves to head to the training ground."Sounds like something we need to see." Sonitus agrees, turning to walk over to the training ground as well. Pelna follows him soon after. With the way free again, Luche wants to continue his way to Drautos’ office. Before Luche can get away, Nyx grabs him by the sleeve. “Hey, no sneaking away, this is a group activity!” he claims, trying to drag the blonde along. “Nyx is right, we’re all going.” Crowe confirms. “Exactly.” Even Libertus nods, shoving Luche out of the door."Gods, I have other things to do than gawking at the Crownsguard." The blonde protests, although the protest is not really full-hearted. He lets Nyx drag him along, crossing his arms once they come to a halt at the training ground. In the meantime Sonitus found a good place to observe the training for Axis and himself. Pelna also found a good outlook to see what is going on.“Stop complaining. Don’t tell me that it doesn’t satisfy you seeing them getting beaten up.” Nyx mumbles before he sits down next to Pelna and Tredd. Libertus and Crowe join them. "I'd never admit anything like that." Luche answers. "But I won't deny it either." He adds, finding himself a place to sit. On the yard several Crownsguard members are engaged in fights one on one, while they take their turns sparring with the marshal. Even Monica is among them, training with her partner Dustin at the moment.“Either Leonis is lucky enough to have nothing left on his plate for the rest of the day, or work is piling up and he needs to get away.” Axis assesses thoughtfully. "Rather the latter." Luche comments. If the training shows one thing, then it is the fact that Cor is not the marshal of the Crownsguard for nothing. He has an easy job with most of the members of the guard. And even the skilled ones do not really give him a hard time. “Wow, look at that, no wonder they call him the immortal.” Libertus nudges Nyx in the side. “What?” his friend blinks and then scratches his neck. “Uhm… yeah.” He lets out, grinning a bit sheepishly.“Where were you at?” Tredd inquires, casting Nyx a curious glance. "Are we daydreaming a bit, huh?" Sonitus teases chuckling. Pelna seems to be with his head in the clouds as well, his eyes mainly following Monica. “Me? Nah, why would I?” Nyx tries to excuse himself. “Now that you say it… Leonis is pretty much in shape.” Tredd remarks, a teasing grin on his face. “Don’t get funny ideas, he’d wipe the floor with you as well.” Axis chuckles. “He’d probably like it very much.” Crowe interjects.“As if!” the redhead shakes his head. “Wanna bet?” Libertus inquires, a challenging expression in his eyes. “Are you insane? I’m quite attached to my life.” Tredd blurts out. “Coward!” Nyx laughs, patting Pelna on the back. “Hey, are you with us?” he wants to know. “Why don’t you go and challenge Leonis, ‘Hero’?” Tredd suggests, crossing his arms in front of his chest."Huh?" Pelna blinks and looks over at Nyx. "Yes?" He answers hesitantly. His gaze is soon drawn back to the training ground though. "Yeah, a bet might make this even better." Sonitus grins. "Who would be better to challenge 'the immortal' than our very own 'hero'?" He chuckles. Luche stays silent, shaking his head ever so slightly. Nyx casts a look at the next poor Crownsguard who gets crushed by Cor and shrugs. “I would, but I’m afraid Monica is next.” He flutes.“Hey Pelna, keep your mouth shut. I mean, just in case, we wouldn’t want you drooling all over your uniform.” Tredd says with a wink. “Like you every time you stare at Luche?” Nyx inquires with an amused look on his face. “What? Luche would rather kill him.” Crowe giggles. “He’s sitting right here, you know?” Libertus smirks. “Fuck off, I didn’t do anything!” Tredd defends himself."What?" Pelna, of course only hearing half of what his friends say, brushes over his mouth with one hand. Just to realize there is nothing. And, of course, this earns him some laughter from the others. "Yeah, you don't drool but the way you look at him says it all." Sonitus teases the redhead, chuckling. Luche glances over at Tredd, lifting one eyebrow questioningly. His expression is neutral, no way to fathom what he thinks about this.Upon Luche’s gaze Tredd blushes slightly and quickly averts his gaze. “Stop distracting!” he grumbles. Meanwhile Monica approaches Cor, a soft smile on her lips. “Marshal…” she says, getting ready for her fight. For a blink of an eye it seems like something sparks up in the blonde's eyes and a hint of a smile flits over his face. But it is over so quickly, it might have been imagination for anyone who might have noticed. "Monica." Cor nods a greeting. "Ready?" He adds, not really waiting for an answer. Even in training the Crownsguard has to be prepared for anything.Other than Nyx, Tredd does not notice Luche’s expression, pretending to watch what is going to happen on the battlefield. Nyx keeps any comment he might have on his mind to himself, giving Pelna another friendly nudge while Monica easily counters Cor’s attack. She is definitely well prepared and even more trained. “Woohoo she’s good!” Axis cheers. “You don’t become first officer by playing videogames.” Libertus remarks dryly."True." Luche comments earnestly, observing the ongoing training fight. "Yeah... you should know." Sonitus retorts, shortly looking over at the blonde. Pelna squints over at Nyx briefly. "What was that for?" He asks regarding the nudging, still with one eye on Monica. “To wake you up, in case you miss the sparring.” Nyx retorts with a wink. “And your chance to finally charm Monica once the marshal is done with her!” Tredd adds teasingly. “Ain’t gonna happen.” Axis chuckles, getting a bit more comfortable as he leans against Sonitus. The man is broad enough after all."As if I'd stand a chance." Pelna mumbles. "You won't know if you don't try." Sonitus replies not in the slightest objecting against being leaned on. Monica is indeed a skilled fighter, and she’s absolutely able to pose a challenge. And she knows Cor quite well, so their battle is actually really interesting to observe. The marshal certainly does his best to give her a hard time, a feint here, a quick sidestep there. She sure knows him well but not well enough that Cor does not get the better of her at some point.“Ouch, that hurt!” Tredd comments when Cor sends Monica flying. She gets up, barely blocking the next blow. She is panting heavily by now and her hair has surely seen better days. “Another hit like that one and she’s done.” Libertus assesses. “Don’t miss the chance.” Nyx grins widely. “Says the idiot who rather gets beaten up by the marshal instead of simply asking him out.” Crowe remarks dryly.“As if I wouldn’t dare to ask.” Nyx shakes his head. “I’m just being realistic.” He adds."As if..." Pelna mumbles, not continuing his sentence. "Riiight, there still is a bet that needs to be done." Sonitus grins over at Nyx unobtrusively shifting a bit to make it more comfortable for Axis and himself. In the meantime Cor prepares that one attack that will end this training fight as well. And this time Monica is just that tiny little bit too late, which lets her meet the dust once more, her weapon slipping out of her hand.“Now is your chance!” Tredd proclaims, patting Pelna on the back. “Yeah, you better go, before someone else does.” Nyx encourages his friend. “Or before I just tell her what’s up!” Axis grins widely. “Wait, what about the bet?” Libertus wants to know. Nyx sighs deeply. “As soon as the stage is clear.” He states.For a moment Pelna seems to ponder what to do. Monica on the ground does not go unnoticed by the other Crownsguards and it is only a matter of moments until one of them will make a move to help her up. "Well, I go if you finally have the guts to ask the marshal out." Pelna states, turning to Nyx. Sonitus just snorts in amusement and shakes his head. Nyx rolls his eyes. “Gods, Pelna, seriously?” he takes a deep breath and sighs. “He’ll decline anyway but fine, if it makes y’all happy.” Sonitus giggles. "We just want our bet." He claims still snickering.“At least you would all stop daydreaming if you got your answer.” Crowe shrugs and then pushes Pelna forward. “Now go!” she tells him. “And hurry up or you’ll be late!” Tredd adds. "Hey!" Pelna protests. "I'm going already." Luche glances over at the others but refrains from further commenting what they are doing. He casts another glance over his shoulder pondering whether to stay or to leave, then decides on the former, turning his gaze back to the training ground.A bit reluctant at first, the black-haired starts to walk over to Monica, motioning Nyx to follow. Not a moment too late as Monica’s partner Dustin gets into motion, about to do what Pelna is already up to. Luckily, the Glaive reaches her just before the Crownsguard can. Once he stands in front of Monica, Pelna extends his hand, offering it to help her up.Monica looks up at Pelna while a soft smile spreads on her lips. She takes the offered hand and gets up. “Thank you.” She says, eyeing the black-haired curiously. “You’re Pelna Khara, right?” she wants to know, uncaring that all eyes, Kingsglaive and Crownsguard alike are on them. Even Nyx who got up a moment after his friend to walk over to Cor hesitates. "Erm, yes." Pelna nods. "You know my name?" He asks, sounding a bit surprised, confused and slightly dumb at the same time.Cor patiently waits for Monica and Pelna to clear the training area so the training can continue. Monica laughs. “Yes, I do. Everybody knows the ‘tech-guy’, at least from hearsay.” She explains. "Erm.." Pelna scratches his neck a bit sheepishly. "Well... in case your training is over for today, would you like to grab a coffee?" He asks a fleeting blush of red on his cheeks. Cor softly clears his throat to signal that he would like to continue.“Uhm…” Monica casts Cor a questioning glance, stepping aside so the marshal can go on with his training. “If you don’t mind me all dusty and dirty?” she inquires with a wink. "You can leave." Cor nods towards Monica. Pelna shakes his head. "I don't mind at all." He states, offering his arm to lead her away from the training area. Monica chuckles and takes the offer.Just when they are about to walk off, one of the Crownsguard steps into their way. “What do you want with him?” he asks, causing Monica to give him a deadly glare. “One more word, and you’re on gate duty for the next four weeks!” she tells him dangerously calm. “But…” the man speaks up but Monica just waves him off. “Out of my way!” she barks, but does not wait for him to follow. Instead she just rounds him to leave alongside Pelna.Pelna sighs but stays silent. It is not like they are not used to that kind of treatment. Cor clears his throat again much more audibly, giving the guard who tried to stop Monica a very stern look. He certainly does not support that kind of behavior. Pelna squints over his shoulder then sees to it that they both leave quickly and get a bit of privacy to talk. The guard walks back to the others hastily, while Monica goes with Pelna.Before they can leave the yard though, Tredd waves a hand. “Hey, you’re not going to sneak off like that, are you? I thought we had a bet running and don’t you want to see what happens next?” he calls. “Yeah, right, the bet, so who’s for Nyx?” Libertus asks. “Sorry but…” Crowe shakes her head. “Yeah, not in a million years!” Axis confirms.Pelna blinks a few times looking over at Tredd. "Hrm..." He ponders for a moment, glancing over at Monica. "How about I get us some coffee and we see how well Nyx does?" He suggests. Monica shrugs slightly. “Why not?” she says, looking for a place to sit down next to the others. Sonitus grins. "I like to win my bets so sorry, but I'm certainly putting my money on the marshal." He states. "What about you?" Sonitus turns to Luche. "You can't turn down a good bet." He looks expectantly at the blonde. "Can I not?" Luche lifts an eyebrow.“Poor Nyx .” Crowe grins widely. “Ah well I don’t think that he’s really convinced to win.” Libertus retorts. “Damn, ain’t a good bet if nobody bets on the other participant.” Axis mumbles. "Back in a jiffy." Pelna nods, hurrying off to get some coffee for Monica and himself. There is probably still some in the break room."Well, seems like you have the honor to hold up Nyx’s honor and place your bet on him." Sonitus chuckles, glancing at Luche. The blonde's eyebrow is still raised and for a moment it seems like he will refuse the bet. But then he nods. "Well then I have to bite the bullet." Luche answers dryly. “Pelna hasn’t said anything yet.” Libertus states. “C’mon, leave the lovebirds to themselves.” Crowe says quietly."Yeah, right, so, what's your wager?" Sonitus turns to Monica. "Since you're here, you can as well bet with us." He adds. Monica blinks a few times; her gaze wandering from Cor to Nyx and back. “Hm…” she hums and then shrugs once more. “Well, if he dares to challenge the marshal I should honor that, right?” she answers then.Meanwhile Nyx approaches Cor, a charming smile on his lips. “Marshal?” he addresses the man, stopping right in front of him. “Would you grant me the honor of dueling with me?” He does his best to look as confident as possible while a murmur goes through the ranks of the Crownsguard present. Cor turns to Nyx, pondering for a moment. "Sure." He plainly answers with a nod. "Grab one of the training weapons over there." The marshal adds pointing towards a weapon rack. “Alright.” Nyx walks over to the weapon reck, eyeing the offered weapons for a moment before he decides for two daggers that resemble his kukris the most. Those in hand he returns to the marshal, nodding slightly to signal that he is ready. Cor barely waits for Nyx's signal. When the Glaive nods he already initiates his first attack.Just in time for the action to begin Pelna arrives back, two cups of coffee in his hands. He hands one to Monica, then glances over to the training area. "Hey, Pelna, you haven't placed a bet yet." Sonitus turns to the black-haired. "What's your wager?" He wants to know. "Nyx, of course!" Pelna answers like this is a stupid question. “At least someone supports him.” Tredd chuckles.“It’s not about support, we all support him, it’s just about being realistic.” Libertus says with a satisfied grin. “Doesn’t look that bad.” Monica comments, taking the offered coffee with a soft ‘Thank you.’ “Yep, that’s our hero.” Libertus agrees. “Stop calling him that.” Crowe nudges him in the side. Meanwhile Nyx puts up a good fight. Drautos’ training and his own skills as well as the exceptionally good warping really make the battle worth observing.Of course Crownsguard as well as Kingsglaive cheer for their member, with the exception of Monica, who cheers for Nyx as well, although she can tell that he very likely won’t win. The fight is a good one and none of those that are over quickly. The battle between Nyx and Cor already wages for a while without a sign of a soon end when Drautos approaches the scene.The captain glances over the assembled Glaives as well as the Crownsguard on the other side of the training field. He sure is not happy about what he sees. And something that also turns his mood even sourer is the fact that Luche is still idling around here. Drautos audibly clears his throat. "I thought I ordered you into my office a while ago, Luche." He reprimands the blonde in a commanding tone.The addressed turns, standing at attention at once. "Later is a tensile term, sir." He answers causing the captain to snort and lift an eyebrow. "Not that much." Drautos answers nodding into the direction of his office to indicate that the blonde has to go there now. "And you, too, Nyx, once you're done here." The captain adds addressing the two combatants and casts Cor a glare that clearly tells the other man that they will have a word later, too.“Yes, Sir!” Nyx calls automatically upon hearing his name, without even caring to look, or registering what Drautos wanted. He is completely lost in his battle, trying to give Cor at least a slightly hard time. Tredd blinks a few times, his eyes following Luche for a moment before his attention is drawn back to the ongoing duel. Upon Luche’s words a suppressed chuckle goes through the group of Glaives. Even Monica seems to find it quite entertaining.Sonitus tries to hide his grin from the captain to avoid earning another week of cleaning. Axis does not care, though. They’re off duty after all. Cor briefly squints over at Titus, acknowledging the gaze with a barely visible nod before his full attention returns to the fight at hand. Luche turns, leaving the battle without any further glance and walks off to Drautos office. The captain lets his gaze sweep over the gathered Glaives once again, lingering on Axis and Sonitus for a moment, who seem to be far too close for just being comrades. Making a mental note to follow up on that later Drautos turns to follow Luche who will get his own share of scolding.The duel between Cor and Nyx is thrilling and interesting at the same time. What Nyx achieves with warping, the marshal makes up for in swiftness. Both duelists sport a magnificent intuition, but Cor is clearly more experienced, so sooner or later the advantage is on his side. And the marshal certainly uses that advantage. This might be training but this could also be a real fight so he does not intend to subside his onslaught.Eventually he has Nyx cornered with no chance to flee, to warp or to get away from him otherwise. If this were a real fight this would be Cor's chance to finish off his opponent. He hints that with the according move then steps back. "This was a good fight." He states neutrally even though one could surmise a hint of appreciation in the marshal's voice. Nyx held up good against him and much longer and versatile than most of the Crownsguard did.“Shit!” Nyx lowers his weapons, panting. He blinks a few times and wipes the sweat off his forehead with one arm. “My bad.” He says with a sheepish grin. The Crownsguard cheers, although they probably hoped for a more painful ending while Nyx’s friends applaud. Cor shortly lifts one corner of his mouth. "You fought well." He states, stepping aside to make space for Nyx to leave. “It was a great fight.” Nyx retorts once his breathing normalized again. “But… I think you owe me a drink.” He adds with a wink, giving the marshal his most charming smile."Do I now?" Cor lifts an eyebrow. Nyx tilts his head to the side, putting on an easy expression while he inwardly holds his breath. After what seems like an eternity for him, the marshal nods. "A drink it is." Nyx suppresses a triumphant grin and nods instead, a glad smile on his lips. “Alright. Just not tonight, we’re being deployed.”Cor nods. "Then let me know when you're back. I don't like to be indebted. Even if it is just a drink." The marshal states, then turns his attention to the remaining guards, there are still some training fights that need to be fought. “I will.” Nyx nods once more and salutes quickly, before he returns to his friends."So, who bet on Nyx again?" Sonitus glances at the others. "I think it's time to pay up." He adds with a broad grin. “Luche and the two lovebirds there.” Crowe answers, nodding into Pelna’s and Monica’s direction. “I’d say we settle up tonight when we’re all together.” Axis suggests. "Yeah, makes sense." Pelna nods. "Don't think I'll forget about it." Sonitus winks. "Yeah, yeah." Pelna waves a hand, then turns to Monica. "Do you have any tasks now or... would you like to go for a walk or so...?" He asks sheepishly.Monica smiles. “No, since the marshal needs some distraction I’m free, so if you give me a minute to take a shower and get changed…” she answers softly. "Of course." Pelna nods towards Monica. "Shall I pick you up?" He asks still seeming a bit nervous. “Just wait for me at the exit, it won’t take long.” Monica says, waves and then heads towards the locker rooms.“I’ll go, too. I don’t know about y’all but I need a few hours of sleep before the deployment.” Tredd mumbles and gets up. “That’s the keyword, I’m off too.” Crowe proclaims. “Wait up, I’m coming with you.” Libertus interjects. “Looks like the party is over, then.” Axis remarks and yawns. “Well, let’s go.” He adds and gets up, pulling Sonitus with him.Seeing that everyone is about to leave Nyx speeds up his steps so he does not have to yell all over the place. “Hey, wait a second, does anyone have any idea what the captain wanted from me?” he inquires, looking quite satisfied with the outcome of the duel despite losing.Sonitus lets Axis pull him up, then stretches a bit. "He wants to see you in his office as soon as you're done." He informs Nyx. "Didn't seem happy to see you fight with Leonis. Maybe you're lucky and his mood is lifted by scolding Luche." Sonitus adds with a slight chuckle. “What he said!” Crowe yells, already on her way to the barracks. Nyx takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. “Thanks.” He mutters and waves at his friends. “Then I’ll better hurry. See you later.”
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While the others are watching the outcome of Nyx‘s fight with Cor, Luche walks into the captain’s office, standing at attention while waiting for Drautos to follow. The captain enters soon after him closing the door behind them. „I’m disappointed with you, Luche. You’re my first officer, the second in the command line. Your discipline, clever mind and sense of duty earned you that position. Don’t waste it carelessly.“ He starts to reprimand the blonde.“I expect you to be an example, to follow an order at once instead of slacking off with the others.“ Drautos goes on. „I’m aware of that, sir.“ Luche retorts. „But, with all due respect, as a first officer I also have to check on the moral of the corps and make sure that it is good.“ He adds, trying not to follow Drautos, who walks around him like a predator on the prowl, with his eyes.The captain stops for a moment, pondering, then nods. „You’re not wrong. Still, I expect you to follow an order at once. That also has an influence on the moral.“ Drautos ponders a moment longer. "Speaking of morals. We have a lot of paperwork at our hands and with the mission tonight, I will need an extra hand with that. I could spare the others their penalty. Not for you and Furia, of course, I need to set a warning example, but for the rest. All I need you to do is to tend to this.“ He nods towards his desk with piles of invoices and reports stacked up on it."Wouldn't it raise the moral as well, if they were free of their charge?" Drautos looks expectantly at the blonde. Luche, still standing at attention, ponders for a moment. Then he nods, sits down, and gets to work. Or at least he tries. ‚That's all what it boils down to in the end. Numbers in spreadsheets.‘ His own words echo in his mind. Numbers… every injury suffered, every loss of a comrade or equipment, in the end it is all just a number, a replaceable resource. And there is no end in sight to this damn war.„I know what you’re thinking.“ Drautos voice invades his thoughts. The blonde looks up blinking a few times. The expression on the captain's face is unusually friendly, nearly understanding. "Excuse me, sir?" Luche asks. "You're tired of this war." The captain answers. "What if there was a way to bring it all to an end? Very soon on top of that." He adds, nearly savoring the slightly puzzled expression on the blonde's face. "You could save all your friends." Drautos adds. "All I need is your unfettered loyalty. No matter what I ask of you."Upon the last sentence, Luche lifts an eyebrow. "I have difficulties to understand what you're talking about, sir." He answers causing the captain to grin slightly again. "You soon will. And now tend to the books. The sooner you're done, the more rest you'll get before we have to leave tonight."Outside, Nyx just walks down the hallway. In front of Drautos’ office he stops for a moment, shrugs, and then knocks unsuspectingly. "Come in." Drautos calls from inside. Luche is still busy with accounting. He shortly glances up but quickly turns his attention back to the books once the door opens. Nyx does as asked, slightly raising an eyebrow when he sees Luche behind the desk. He turns his attention to the captain immediately though, standing at attention. “You wanted to see me, sir?”Drautos of course notices Nyx’s reaction on the blonde's presence but leaves it uncommented, putting up with the probably false impression this might leave behind. "Yes, I did." He nods, sternly looking directly at Nyx. "Can you tell me what you were thinking, if you were thinking at all, to put up a fight with the marshal when you should have been resting for the mission ahead?" The captain asks. The expression on his face and the tone of his voice clearly give away how disappointed and annoyed he is.Luche tries to focus on his task in the meantime. Nyx blinks a few times. Actually he didn’t think at all. Not about the deployment at least. “There’s still plenty of time to rest, sir.” He eventually chooses to answer. "That's not on you to decide." Drautos growls. "I should add another week of cleaning for you alone but... I'm in a gracious mood and might let you get away with your juvenility." He pauses for a moment to let his words sink in.Luche, keeping his head down suppresses a sigh, already guessing that this will probably mean more work for himself. He does not say anything and focuses on his task again, hoping to finish it soon. "But... I expect you refraining from such useless actions, no matter if you think that they are warrantable or not. I expect submission and discipline. For today, I'll forgive your carelessness. Any more shenanigans like this and you'll face worse than just cleaning tasks." Again Drautos makes a pause to give more weight to his next words. "It'll be gatekeeper duty, so if I were you, I'd watch my steps."Nyx lets the rebuke wash over him. “Yes, sir!” he retorts during one of Drautos’ pauses and then makes a face once the captain is done. Suppressing a groan he nods hastily. “Understood.” He states, taking a deep breath. “Thank you, sir.” He adds, trying very much not to squint over at Luche. The blonde has his head bowed deep over the piles of documents he is working through. His face cannot be seen so there is no chance to guess what he is thinking about all this."You're dismissed. Go to your quarters and rest. You will need your strength." The captain makes a shooing gesture. “Yes, sir!” Nyx replies and salutes before he turns around to leave and do as ordered. Better not to risk anything, so he heads straight for his room to get some sleep. After Nyx left the office, Drautos turns to Luche. "You may go as well." He addresses the blonde."I haven’t finished this yet, sir." Is the answer when the addressed looks up. "I know. But in my great benevolence I allow you to go." The captain replies. "You better leave before I change my mind." He adds, glancing at Luche. "Thank you, sir." The blonde orderly files all documents back to where they were and gets up to leave the office.Around the corner, on the way to the barracks, Tredd leans against the wall, waiting for Luche to come back from his visit at the captain’s office. Fidgeting with the hem of his uniform he sighs inwardly. Why on Eos is this taking so long? The blonde hurries away from the office, better to leave quickly before Drautos really changes his mind. You never know with that one. When he spots the redhead leaning against the wall he slows down a bit.Tredd straightens a little once Luche comes into sight, clearing his throat. “Luche? Do you have a moment? Can we talk?” he inquires, trying to suppress his nervousness. The blonde stops in front of the redhead. "Yeah, what is it?" He asks, looking at the redhead. “I… well…” Tredd ums and errs. “What Nyx said earlier…” Luche lifts an eyebrow quizzically. "What about it?" The redhead sighs, his eyes fixing on a point on the opposite wall that only he can see. “It’s just not true!” he tries to defend himself."That looked slightly different back at the training area." The blonde replies, crossing his arms. "And, if it's not the truth why do you feel the need to tell me? You could just let the topic go?" Luche asks in return. Drautos leaves the office only minutes after the blonde. He has to have a word with Leonis but first wants to check on something else. So he turns towards the barracks as well. When he hears the voices of Luche and Tredd he slows down, carefully creeping closer to the men intending to eavesdrop on whatever they are talking about.Tredd blushes once more, inwardly cursing himself. “Because… I didn’t want things to become awkward between us” he excuses himself, still keeping his gaze averted. "More awkward than now?" Luche shakes his head stepping closer to Tredd, stopping only a handbreadth in front of the redhead. The spark that briefly lit up his eyes back at the training yard shines up again and a mischievous smile plays on his lips.Tredd turns his head so that he can meet Luche’s eyes and then swallows. “What…?” he wants to know, looking quite insecure all of a sudden. The smile on the blonde's face grows wider. "That doesn't look like Nyx wasn't telling the truth." He grins. "Hmm, what do I do with you now?" Luche murmurs, closing the remaining space between them. Tredd blinks rapidly, clearly feeling the heat creeping up his neck while his heart starts to pound heavily in his chest. He wants to say something, but he can’t and simply holds his breath.Luche reaches out to grab the redhead's collar and pull him even closer. "You're actually cute when you blush." He whispers crossing the last bit of distance to kiss the other Glaive. Upon Luche’s words the red on Tredd’s cheeks turns even darker. He is about to stammer something when his eyes widen instead. For a moment he is unable to react or move at all, just staring at the blonde. Then, a little cautiously he returns the kiss, his heart practically racing by now.Curtly grinning against Tredd's lips, Luche wraps his other arm around the redhead. Lowering his eyelids a bit he intends to deepen the kiss. Drautos squints around the corner to see what the two men are doing. A wide, mean smile appears on his face, then he quickly steps back around the corner to avoid being seen by them.The redhead is not aware of anything else than Luche and what they are doing at the moment anyway. Closing his eyes he parts his lips to welcome the other man’s tongue, gladly deepening the kiss while he pulls the blonde into a tight embrace. Luche lets his hand slide from Tredd's collar to his neck and into the red hair. He entangles the other man's tongue in a tight dance of challenge and retreat, forgetting everything around them for as long as the kiss lasts.They both do not have an unending breath so the kiss has to end at some point. "Still awkward?" Luche asks a bit breathlessly, brushing through the hair in Tredd's neck, still that sparkle in his eyes. Tredd first catches his breath, opening his eyes again. For a moment he stares unbelievingly at Luche, clutching at the blonde’s shirt. “Depends…?” he offers once he trusts his voice again, still seeming a bit insecure.Snorting in amusement, the blonde shakes his head, his hand still caressing Tredd's neck softly. "On what?" He asks, leaning in to place another quick kiss on the redhead's lips. "I would like to continue deepening this topic but, alas, we have a mission tonight and we both should get some rest as long as we can." He mumbles, reluctantly letting go of the redhead. "Don't think this 'discussion' is over."Whatever Tredd wanted to reply was cut off by the new kiss. When Luche lets go of him he pulls his arms back as well. “Okay…” he mumbles, still looking slightly puzzled and taken by surprise at the same time, but he cannot hide the smile that hesitantly spreads on his lips, nor the sparkle in his brown eyes that follows.The soft shimmer in Luche's eyes lingers a moment longer then slowly fades as he gets back to his usual expression. "Get some sleep." He repeats. "I'll see you later." The blonde adds, already turning to continue his way to his room. Even though his expression is the usual, warmth still swings in his voice. Tredd just nods, although he stays a little longer, not really focusing anything. Eventually he shakes his head, slowly shuffling towards his own room while he questions himself how on Eos he should find some rest after this.Very satisfied with the knowledge he just gained, unseen for anyone, a wide and evil grin appears on Drautos’ face. Things are going smoother than expected and this could just be what he needs to realize his plan.
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Once he can be sure that Tredd and Luche are gone, Drautos continues his way. First he checks on Sonitus’ room but finds he is not there. So he makes his way to Axis' room guessing the two men can be found here. From inside the room soft squeaking and creaking can be heard, followed by Axis chuckling. “Hell yes! I fucked you hard!” he proclaims, audibly patting the other man on the back.The captain stops dead in his tracks when he hears the sounds coming from the room. He lifts his fist, hammering it against the door, instantly flinging it open afterwards. „We’ve yet to discuss who is fucking who.“ Sonitus states leaning over to Axis while Drautos stomps in, glaring at the two young men huddled up against each other, gaming controllers in hand, only clad in boxers and the music of some video game tootling in the background.„Gods be damned, no one’s fucking anyone. We’ve got a friggin‘ mission tonight.“ Drautos growls. „That’s not on you to decide… sir.“ Sonitus retorts too perplexed, embarrassed and angered at the same time to hold his tongue. Axis jerks, nearly dropping his controller upon the unforeseen disturbance. Drautos huffs audibly. „You’re supposed to rest, not exhaust yourselves beforehand.““With all due respect, sir,” Axis states once he regained his composure, “Why are you here? We were dismissed, and as long as we’re fit once we’re deployed it is none of your business if we need two or six hours of sleep, or what we might do instead.” He informs the captain. "It is my duty to make sure everything is in order." Drautos replies unimpressed, crossing his arms. "I don't remember any rule that forbids relationships." Sonitus states."That's right." The captain nods. "But relationships can make things complicated in the field." He waves one hand around. "One might lose concentration on the task ahead or lose focus on the battle..." He pauses for a moment. "Cause accidents. Things can go awry pretty fast, if one gear in the whole clockwork of a corps does not function as it is supposed to." Drautos pauses again."And what has this to do with us?" Sonitus asks impatiently. "A lot." The captain answers dryly. "I need you for some special tasks. You will do as I order. Otherwise I will not be able to disregard your behavior in general nor any other issues that you might cause. I can protect you from anything that might happen in the near or not so near future. But only if you grant me your unconditional loyalty and obedience." He concludes his little speech.Axis lifts an eyebrow and puts his controller away to be able to cross his arms. “I’m afraid I don’t understand, sir?” he mutters, giving the captain a dubious look. Drautos casts Axis a glance that almost asks if he is only surrounded by people that are thick as a brick. "I'm neither dumb nor blind. I can see what this is." He waves a hand. "If you want to keep up whatever your connection is and live, you'll do as I say. This war will end soon enough, so you better choose your side wisely." He adds a look on his face that shows that he has no qualms to throw anyone to the wolves if needed.Axis’ eyes widen in disbelief. For a moment he definitely considers telling anyone that their captain went nuts, then he clenches his fists. Who would believe them, anyway? Sonitus places the controller beside himself, eyeing Axis from the side, slightly insecure and anxious at the same time, then looks back at the captain. "And what will those special assignments be about?" He asks trying to sound as normal as possible. "You'll see in due time. I only need you to pledge your allegiance to me now."“And what if not? What if we tell somebody?” Axis presses through grit teeth. A mean and dangerous grin spreads over Drautos’ face. "Apart from the fact that nobody would ever believe you... Well, soldiers can go missing in action." He shrugs. Sonitus swallows hard. "You're threatening us?" He asks not believing what he just heard. The captain sways his head. "I'd rather call it a push in the right direction. I will still have the need for good men once this is all over."Axis huffs, shaking his head. He bites back an offensive curse and averts his gaze. “And you think that forced loyalty is worth anything?” he growls, visibly upset. "Loyalty is loyalty, however gained." The captain shrugs. "I'm still waiting for an answer." He adds, looking expectantly at Axis and Sonitus. "What do you want? That we bow our knees in front of you or what?" Sonitus retorts not less upset than Axis. Drautos chuckles, even though it is a cold, mean one. "No. Your word is enough for me."Axis snorts disdainfully. “What choice do we have? Just leave us alone.” He growls. "None." Sonitus grumbles. Drautos nods. "I'll take that as a 'yes'." He sounds satisfied. "Well then, gentlemen, I wish you a good rest." The captain turns to leave the room, closing the door behind himself. "Good grief." Sonitus sighs. “Fuck you very much.” Axis hisses once Drautos is out the door and hopefully out of earshot as well.Even if Drautos heard it there is no further reaction on Axis’ words. The captain has other things to do. Sonitus rubs his face. "What a smug dickhead." Axis falls back into the pillows and groans in annoyance. “Whatever it is he is up to, I don’t want to know.” Sonitus shakes his head. "Me neither." He turns his head to look at Axis. "I don't know about you, but I could use some distraction."Axis sighs deeply and grabs his controller again. “Yeah, let me fuck you again…” he grumbles slightly. "How about some other distraction?" Sonitus mumbles, reaching out to pull the other man closer. Axis lays the controller down again. “Seriously Sonitus? I’m pretty pissed.” He growls but does not stop the other Glaive. "I didn't do anything." Sonitus protests defensively. "But I really don't feel like gaming right now." He adds just wrapping his arms around Axis. The brunette rolls his eyes. “Not you, you idiot!” he sighs, giving in to Sonitus’ efforts.In the meantime Drautos makes his way to Cor's office. He knows him well enough to be working overtime as most of the days. Finding the antechamber deserted lets him curtly lift an eyebrow. But then again, this does not mean anything. So he walks over to the office door and knocks, listening intently if he can hear anything."Come in." Cor calls and the captain opens the door. "Titus, how come you're here? Did something happen?" The marshal greets his friend still surrounded by a lot of paperwork. Drautos sways his head. "Kind of, yes." He states causing Cor to lift an eyebrow. "Care to elaborate?" He asks offering a chair in front of his desk for the captain to sit."Sure." Drautos nods, hesitating a moment, then sits down. "Where is Monica, by the way?" He wants to know while doing so. "I think she left the training area with one of your Glaives. Khara, if I remember correctly." On the outside, Drautos just nods an acknowledgment. On the inside he grins widely over the information gathered. And for free on top of that. "What was it you wanted?" Cor glances curiously at Drautos."Well, you know, I was wondering what came over you to duel yourself with one of my Glaives?" The captain inquires. "Especially, when we have a deployment tonight and they should rest. Or better, why didn't you ask me before you did?" Titus looks expectantly at his friend. "Well, he asked and I thought it might be a good idea. If I had known about your deployment earlier, I might have declined." Cor answers honestly."That's why you should have asked me." Drautos sighs, feigning to worry about his soldiers. "This is an important mission tonight. We are to check on rumors on a new basis close to Insomnia and infiltrate it if the rumors prove true. I cannot have my corps being tired and distracted." He calls on Cor's conscience. The marshal sighs. "I probably should have. I'm sorry, Titus." He nods as the captain's words and implications hit home."What about I make it up to you and your Glaives by joining your mission? Infiltration is one of my specialties, as you know." Cor offers amicably. Drautos tries hard not to grimace. The last thing he wants is Leonis sniffing around when they are out in the field. On the other hand, he might come in handy at some point. And so the captain nods. "Your expertise is highly appreciated. Thank you." He states, filling Cor in on the details of their mission."Well, I shall get some rest before we depart. And you should, too, my friend." Drautos gets up casting Cor a faked friendly glance. "Yes." The marshal nods. "I'll see you later, Titus."
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In the evening all Glaives assemble - more or less well rested but fit and focused - at the meeting point, ready for departure. Shortly after the Kingsglaive, Drautos and Cor arrive at the departure area. The presence of the marshal causes some hushed whispers running through the group even though they all stand at attention at once."Good evening, Glaives." Drautos greets them all. Cor nods a greeting to the assembled soldiers, leaving the talking to Titus. "We have an important mission at hand. Lucky for us marshal Leonis will aid us with his expertise, especially in case there really is a base we need to check on." The captain explains the presence of the Crownsguard marshal. "You were all briefed this morning, so we will leave immediately." Drautos adds, nodding towards the already waiting vehicles.Upon Cor’s presence, Nyx blinks slightly. He casts a quick glance at his comrades. Having the marshal join their mission either means that the situation is grave, or that they should expect to face something far dire. He keeps his consideration to himself though and moves to get into one of the cars. The others follow him, some of them slightly irritated, others just shrugging it off for now.Cor and Drautos are the last to enter a vehicle. For a moment the captain considers splitting up so one of them will be in a car at the beginning and the end of the convoy each, but quickly discards the thought. This could raise too many suspicions on the nature of their mission and stirring that kind of thoughts is nothing he wants right now. When everybody is in the cars they leave for their destination.The ride is spent in calmness as usual, as everybody has their own thoughts to dwell on or sort before the mission. Their destination is a good distance from the city of Insomnia but not that far that the rumors could stay unverified. After a while the vehicles come to a stop in what seems like the middle of nowhere of Leide. Their rendezvous point is hidden behind some crags. From here they can easily deploy into the night and also retreat just as quickly.When all cars came to a halt, Drautos leaves the vehicle as does Cor and all of the Kingsglaive. The captain motions for them to come closer to give them the last instructions. "Since we have marshal Leonis’ assistance, I suggest we go in two teams. If there really is a base, one team infiltrates it, the other one creates a distraction." He speaks as quietly as possible. "I will stay here to overview the mission, organize the communication and, if needed, guarantee a quick retreat."The Glaives nod. “Who’s on which team and who commands?” Nyx asks just as quietly. "I was just about to tell you that." Drautos answers. "The infiltration team will be lead by marshal Leonis since this is his specialty. Luche will lead the team that will create the distraction, if needed." He explains, assigning Nyx, Libertus, Crowe and Pelna to Cor's and Tredd, Axis and Sonitus to Luche's team afterwards.Again, everybody nods. “Good luck” Both teams wish one another after the assigned Glaives moved to their respective commander. Cor casts a quick glance at the Glaives assigned to him, then stares into the darkness. "For hearth and home." The Kingsglaive cannot go on a mission without their usually chanted, now rather whispered, slogan. Then they disappear into the darkness behind the crags while Drautos takes the position in the vehicle equipped with the radio devices and all other equipment needed to monitor the whole mission.Despite all their hopes the rumors prove true. Not long after they crept into the darkness under a clear sky they spot the brightly lit Niflheim base. Their objectives are clear, so the teams part in the night to do as tasked. "Any suggestions?" Luche whispers to the other three. "Apart from a frontal assault." Tredd grins. “A frontal assault?” he offers and shrugs.“Yeah well, you know, we wait until the searchlights illuminate the outer regions and then warp to the top of the scaffoldings left and right, two of us each. From up there we should be able to use our advantage to put a quick end to the MTs on top and stay unseen. More company, especially much bigger one is very likely to patrol the yard, so we can wait for the right moment to attack.” Axis suggests a little more detailed."And I thought you're attached to your life." Sonitus comments Tredd's suggestion. Luche just shakes his head. "We're good but we don't need to risk being outnumbered when there are other options." He states. "I'd stick with Axis' idea." The blonde adds, already observing the base and the movement pattern of the searchlights.“I go with Sonitus.” Axis states, motioning for said Glaive to follow him to one side of the base, using the darkness as cover. Tredd just shrugs, moving to the opposite side. The spotlights move from one side to the other, crossing in the middle. Once they point towards the vicinity around the base, the redhead nods. “Now’s our best chance.” He says, waiting for Luche to give the order over their com.Sonitus nods, following Axis into the darkness. "You're right." Luche agrees, giving the command to the other two over their radio device. It is not their first rodeo and their first step works out as planned. Now they need to find a way to cause a stir to distract the forces so the other team can slip into the base unnoticed. And hopefully gather useful information.With the MTs on top of the scaffoldings taken out, Axis casts a glance into the yard. Only a few MT infantries patrol the area, but it is very likely that there will be backup once they attack. And of course one of their larger MA-X models rumbles idly across the yard. “Somebody's gotta keep the oversized tin can busy, the others should take out the infantry and their backup.” Axis whispers over the radio.“The oversized pile of scrap metal is mine!” Tredd retorts with a grin. Luche suppresses a sigh, squinting over at the redhead. "Fine." He agrees. "On the count of three take the targets nearest to you." The blonde adds, already locating the MT infantry closest to himself, then initiates the countdown.Once Luche counts to zero, Tredd throws his dagger to warp onto the back of the large MA-X. The other three warp to the patrolling MT infantries. They are easy to take out, especially if assaulted from behind and given how fast the Glaives are. The first ones are down before they can even raise their machine gun, the others barely manage to turn around and aim before they follow the rest of their unit. While the others fight the MTs Tredd does his best to keep the MA-X from shooting missiles at them while at the same time climbing it to get to its weakest spot.With the infantry taken down there should only be the MA-X left. Or so they think. As soon as the last of the MT infantries hits the ground the main gate opens with hissing hydraulics. Everyone expects at least another unit of MT infantry but instead Glauca, the general of the Niflheim military himself, steps out into the yard. Alone of course, invincible as he seems to be. "What the fuck?" Sonitus curses. "You gotta be kidding me!" Luche grumbles, bracing himself for the fight at ahead.“What on Eos is he doing here?” Axis wants to know, getting ready for a hard fight. “Whatever, just see to it that he doesn’t kill you!” Tredd calls, still busy climbing the wobbly MA-X. Apparently the magitek has noticed its unwanted passenger and therefore tries to get rid of the redhead."I don't like this." Luche mumbles starting to move in a circle around Glauca. "Stay in motion. He cannot target all of us." He calls over to Axis and Sonitus. There has to be a weakness in that armor, even though it looks as if made from one piece. Patiently Glauca follows their movements, studying the pattern. When he has picked his first target, he charges. "Watch out!" Luche calls as Axis seems to be the chosen one.“Hey Mr. liquid tin can!” Tredd calls from the back of the MA-X, that just wants to launch another missile. He shifts a bit, luring the mech into a quick movement to the side in order to shake him off, thus accidentally shooting its rocket into Glauca’s direction while Axis reacts quickly and hastily warps away.Despite his heavy looking armor the general is quick. And that armor is certainly no normal one. If the rocket did not hit properly or Glauca really evaded it, they cannot judge that but he is still up and about to fight them. "Are you nuts to provoke him that way?" Sonitus calls to Tredd before he has to warp away as well when the general comes charging trying to use the momentum to get in Glauca’s back and at least find a little slit to sink his dagger into. But there seems to be none.“I’m just using what I’ve got to kick his ass!” Tredd calls. “Thank you Furia!” he adds ironically to himself, finally reaching the spot he was looking for. Clinging to the metal with one hand he uses the dagger with his free hand to sink it between two plates, aiming to cut the power cables running there. Axis warps behind Glauca as well, so the general would have to turn around if he wanted to attack them again."Could you concentrate on the real fight instead of arguing?" Luche growls, staying in front of the general. Either way Glauca will have to turn the back on one of them. The blonde casts a glance at Axis and Sonitus, hoping to make eye contact and initiate a simultaneous attack on the general. Axis nods briefly, waiting for Luche to attack so he and Sonitus can join in.Meanwhile Tredd struggles to cut the cables without being thrown off, as the MA-X goes wild underneath him, shooting his missiles into the air or to the ground unfocussed. Three attackers still leaves enough room to dodge an attack. Especially if the attackers also have to take care to not get hit by the rockets. Glauca sidesteps the attacks and manages to get the buckling MA-X between himself and the other three, thanks to a downright inhuman jump.“Impossible!” Axis curses, throwing a well aimed fireball between the MA-X’s legs, hoping to strike Glauca. Once the last cable is cut, the large mech collapses. Tredd still holds onto it, attempting to free his dagger. Even if the fireball hits, it does not do any damage. The wobbling MA-X on the other hand makes a formidable asset to get rid of several enemies at once. This or something like this must be running through Glauca's mind.A kick against one leg of the already collapsing mech, using the momentum of the fall only needs a portion of that seemingly inhuman strength, to steer the fall of it into the direction of Axis, Sonitus and Luche. "Fuck!" The blonde swears, warping out of the way to not get burried under the big machine, let alone be stuck in the explosion that will follow once the thing lays."What a bastard, can't even fight fair!" Sonitus curses, following Luche's example and warps himself out of the danger zone. “Holy shit!”Axis aims for one of the scaffoldings to take cover on top of it. Tredd is less lucky, though. Trying very hard to tear the tilted dagger out from between the metal plates holding it he gets thrown around, almost losing his grip. “Ouch!” he lets out, only then noticing what is happening. “Shit!” he curses, but it is too late to let go of his weapon as the heavy machine buries him underneath itself.Glauca uses the moment to disappear again, making his presence even more mysterious. Luche stares at the crashing MA-X. "Gods damn it, Tredd, get away from it!" He calls over to the redhead, worry ringing in his voice. It costs him most of his willpower to not run over and try to get Tredd out of there himself.“What do you think I’m trying?” Tredd yells back, sounding clearly strained. “I’m stuck!” The collapse itself at least loosened his dagger, but trapped as he is there is no way of warping, unless he were okay with losing a limb or two. “In case this is one of your stupid jokes, it’s NOT funny!” Axis shouts, gripping the railing hard enough for his knuckles to turn white."Seriously..." Sonitus mumbles to himself, staring at the mech which literally is a ticking time bomb and his comrade stuck under it. "You can't be serious!" Luche calls, bewilderment in his eyes and his voice. This cannot be true. “Fuck you!” Tredd’s voice sound from underneath the pile of scrap metal, his distress clearly audible. “I’m not joking, I just can’t-“ the rest of the sentence is cut off by a deafening boom as the magitek explodes, wreckage being thrown into every possible direction."Shit!" Sonitus curses, shielding his eyes against the brightness of the explosion, ducking every possible piece of rubble and scraps flying his way. "TREDD! NO!" The words just burst out of Luche. Despite having to avoid the mech-parts flying about he tries to circle the wreck not believing what he just saw. The bewilderment on his face turns into fear for a moment and then into the horrid realization of what this can only imply.Axis took cover when the explosion rent the air. Although crouching above the others he did not notice the flash of blue accompanying the explosion, as he has his eyes squeezed shut. For a moment he does not dare to move. Only when he hears Luche’s voice he opens his eyes again to squint over the railing. “Did he…?” he almost chokes on those words.The blonde does not answer. He just stares at the remnants the explosion left behind. Sonitus lowers his arm, blinking a few times. "Get away?" He finishes Axis' sentence. "By the look of him, doesn't seem so." Sonitus adds nodding towards Luche. Axis gulps, then jumps off the scaffolding. Biting his lips he stares at the smoking pile of rubble in front of them.Eventually a pained groan can be heard from another pile of debris not too far away. Sonitus slowly walks over to Luche but stops when he hears the groan. "What was that?" He looks around, searching from where the sound came. Luche looks up and glances over at him. "What?" He asks. "I heard something." Sonitus answers turning into the direction of the noise.Tredd, who managed to save himself with a last minute warp crashed into a pile of debris and, lucky as he was, got buried under mech parts the explosion sent his way. Carefully he tries to move and shove the scrap away. Becoming aware of the sounds life returns to Luche as well. He follows Sonitus to the scrap pile. Soon enough both realize to whom the sounds belong. Quickly they help moving the debris away to free the redhead.Axis follows the others, looking utterly relieved as he spots Tredd under the rubble. Once the redhead is free he sits up slowly, hissing in pain. “Gods…” he pants breathlessly. Underneath all the dust and dirt his skin is visibly pale. Axis is not the only one looking relieved. Luche kneels down next to the redhead to check for any visible injuries or signs of inner ones. He tries his best to make it look like an ordinary check as he would examine any other comrade but he is close enough for the redhead to see the mixture of grave sorrow mixed with relief."That was more than close." Sonitus assesses leaving the checkup to the blonde. “I thought I was done.” Tredd mutters quietly, closing his eyes for a short moment. When he looks up again he blinks slightly, eyeing Luche carefully. “You and anyone else.” Axis mumbles and takes a few deep breaths.Fortunately other than a few bruises and scratches and a severe shock Tredd seems to be alright. “Damn it! Captain? Luche! Can you hear me? Is anyone there?” Nyx’s voice suddenly comes from the radio, accompanied by rustling and cracking. "Nyx?" The blonde ceases his examination, relieved that the redhead is still in one piece. "What's the matter?" He asks. "Can you stand?" Luche adds addressing Tredd and getting up again.The redhead wipes his face with one arm and then nods. “Yeah, I think so.” He mutters and gets up slowly, suppressing another groan. “Fuck, I’ve had more pleasant days.” He presses through grit teeth. “The connection was lost, we couldn’t reach the captain, nor you. Is everything alright?” Nyx explains. In the background the sound of MTs dropping to the ground can be heard."Is that blasted thing working again?" Drautos’ voice interrupts before Luche can answer. "Seems like that, sir." The blonde states dryly. "Nothing is alright. Stay alert, Glauca is here." He informs the others, moving a bit so Tredd can inconspicuously lean on him for a moment. “Glauca?” Nyx asks audibly irritated. “What on Eos is he doing here of all places?” Tredd puts a hand on Luche’s shoulder, supporting himself on it until he can trust his shaky legs again."Don't ask me." The blonde answers. "I don't like the sound of that." Cor pipes up once the last MT infantry is dealt with. "We haven't found much yet, apart from trigger-happy MTs." The marshal reports. "What are your orders, captain?" Luche wants to know, glancing over at Tredd to make sure the redhead is alright so far. Drautos snorts. "Well, you're there, clean that damned thing up. And try not to get yourself killed if that general really is around." He commands.Tredd still looks a little pale, but he seems to be okay. “Alright, let’s do this.” Axis nods and walks over to the main gate. “You better hurry up, or else we won’t leave much for you to do.” Nyx’s voice comes over the radio, before it turns quiet again. "We're coming." Luche answers dryly. As much as he would prefer to comfort the redhead after what they, and he especially, went through, they still have a job to do.The main gate does not need any special key card. It is more like some supermarket door that opens once someone approaches. "This doesn't feel right." The blonde mumbles while another corps of MT infantry fires at them just behind that gate. “I just wonder why Glauca is here, especially if the others can’t find anything in here.” Axis ponders, following Luche and then quickly warping out of the line of fire. Tredd follows, throwing his dagger against the head of the next MT for warping."I'm not sure I want to know." Sonitus replies, making short work of another MT. "Feels like Niflheim wants to show their superiority." The blonde grumbles. "Let's get them down and join with the others." He adds taking another MT down. “Don’t they always try to do that?” Tredd asks while taking out whatever makes the mistake to walk into his way. “Only until we kick their asses.” Axis claims.A few MTs are not hard to fight, so they can easily take them out and make their way deeper into the base where the marshal and his group have already cleaned the corridors. Many destroyed MTs, even some more advanced ones lay scattered around here. Cor does not look all to happy with the whole course of the mission.When Luche's group joins up, he greets them and brings them up to date on their progress in regards of the information found. Or better the lack of it. "There are a few rooms left we can check. I'd say we split into smaller teams to check them all at once and then see that we get out of here." The marshal suggests. “Got it.” Axis nods and walks over to Sonitus. Tredd casts a quick glance at Luche, while Libertus pats Pelna’s shoulder."Makes sense." The blonde responds. He answers the redhead's glance with a quick nod. "Crowe, you gonna go with us?" Pelna asks. "Otherwise it doesn't really add up." He winks. Crowe snorts. “Of course I do. Can’t leave you two alone, can I?” she inquires with a grin. Cor points out the rooms left, assigning the teams to one each, then gives the sign to get to action.All teams move to their assigned room and search it thoroughly, but no matter how close they look, there is no information to be gathered. Either it has long been brought to safety, or never been there at all. So a while later they all meet again, empty handed and even more puzzled than before."So, what's the status?" Drautos' voice sounds from their coms when they get back together. "Apart from trigger-happy MT infantries and an MA-X in the yard we found nothing. No intel, no reason why the general was here. We're heading back to the rendezvous point." Cor informs the captain. "Do that." Drautos confirms, sounding very disgruntled.Tredd sighs deeply. Considering the fact that he almost died for nothing does not make him feel better. “What a waste of time…” Libertus mumbles. “And resources.” Axis adds. “Feels like they’re just trying to keep us busy.” Nyx agrees. “Let’s just get out of here.” Crowe states, motioning for everyone else to move."Yes, either that or turn our eyes away from something." Cor agrees. The way back to the cars is made in silence. Drautos impatiently paces back and forth while he waits for them to arrive. Seeing Tredd being in a pretty miserable state lets him lift an eyebrow. His glance turns to Luche and Cor, who both give a quick report on what happened."Report to the infirmary once we're back." The captain commands Tredd. "Get into the cars, we're leaving." He adds waiting for everyone to find a place in the vehicles. Cor waits with him, so the two of them are the last to board a car. Tredd suppresses a sigh and the urge to roll his eyes. He is perfectly fine and just needs a shower and a good night’s sleep, but he’s definitely not in the mood to argue, so he just hops into a car.Everyone else follows, mostly lost in thoughts, as the whole mission did not make much sense – other than cleaning a Niff base, maybe, but even that felt kind of awkward. They drive back in silence. There is not much to say right now anyway and what could be said, would just lead to more brooding. They all just want to get back and get some sleep. Back at the citadel they are released to do exactly that and informed when they need to gather again for debriefing.Tredd just walks off before anybody notices that he does not plan to pay the infirmary a visit. He just wants a shower and to be left alone. Nyx tries to act as unsuspiciously as possible when he says goodbye to the marshal and all the others. Axis and Sonitus excuse themselves and everyone else gathers for some small-talk before heading to bed.Cor wishes everyone a good night then leaves with Drautos for the captain's office. They have a bit to discuss before they can get some rest themselves. Luche glances after Tredd, then follows the redhead. He is not needed here right now anyway.
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Sonitus walks next to Axis in silence for a few moments. When they are out of earshot he squints over at Axis. "Do you think that is what he meant? Going missing in action'?" He mumbles pondering on Drautos’ earlier words. Axis suppresses a groan. “Theoretically, yes. Technically being blown up by an explosion doesn’t count as going missing.” He sighs, heading towards his room."Depends on who writes the report, I guess." Sonitus ponders, "Or forges it. Who knows what happens behind these office doors." He adds, his voice dropping low even though it is unlikely that someone overhears them at this time of night. “Probably…” Axis mutters, opening the door to his quarters and letting Sonitus in before he follows and closes the door again.Sonitus enters, slumping down on Axis' bed while the other man closes the door. "What a mission." He mumbles, rubbing his face. Axis sits down next to him, running a hand through his brown hair. “What a nightmare. I don’t like this. None of it.” He grumbles. "Me neither." Sonitus rests his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. "It doesn't feel right and what Drautos said earlier doesn't make it any better. And still doesn't make any sense to me. I mean, how could he possibly protect any of us?"Axis takes a deep breath, leaning back a bit to support himself on his elbows. “I have no idea. I don’t even know what this is all about, or what we should do for him, or why.” He mumbles, blinking a few times. “I only know that I don’t want to.” Sonitus snorts and shakes his head. "I don't want to, either. And yet, there is a part of me that just wants to yield, to believe that we could be safe and there could be an end to this war, even though I'm not sure if that would be a good one." He sighs, squinting over his shoulder at Axis.“Don’t you think that, if there were a quick end to this war, someone had already found and made use of it?” Axis asks, returning the gaze for a moment. “I mean, it’s not like we have a choice anyway, but still…” Sonitus shakes his head. "That's what’s bothering me, too. Why now? Why not earlier? And why that dirty play with us?" He sinks onto the bed resting his head in his hand. "Yeah, we don't have a choice. I don't want to see what happens if we don't do want Drautos wants. Whatever that will be." He sighs.“If what happened today was a teaser of what he is capable of then better not, no.” Axis states, closing his eyes for a moment. “I just hate this. The war and everything.” Sonitus sighs again. "I do, too." He mumbles. "And I really don't want to see you under a mech or anything equally deadly." He adds softly, lowering his eyelids a bit.Axis turns a bit, watching Sonitus through half closed eyes. “I’m not as reckless as Tredd. Other than that, I don’t want to see you die either.” He says softly, scooting a bit closer. "You aren't, that's true." Sonitus nods, reaching out to pull Axis closer. "I don't want to think about that further, at least for tonight. And we should try to get some sleep." He adds, resting his head on Axis' shoulder.“Sleep…” Axis makes a face. “I know something far better than that.” He adds muttering, giving Sonitus a mischievous grin afterwards. "Do you?" Sonitus lifts an eyebrow as if he does not know what the other man is talking about. The way he answers Axis' grin tells that he absolutely knows what is meant. "I wouldn't mind a more elaborate explanation." He adds.Axis huffs. “Less pumping more thinking!” he teases, rolling over to get on top of the other Glaive. “Still no idea?” he inquires and lifts the corner of his mouth, a slight sparkle in his eyes. "But then you'd have less to lean on." Sonitus chuckles. He runs one hand over Axis’ chest up to his neck to pull the other man a bit towards him. "Seems like you don't only like leaning on me but sitting on me as well. I certainly have no objections against that." He purrs.“Well you know,” Axis snickers, letting Sonitus pull him near, “Gaming is all great but… I’ve got preferences in ‘joysticks’.” He adds with an innocent expression on his face before he claims the other man’s lips. Grinning against the other Glaive's lips Sonitus starts to get rid of their clothes without further ado. "Seems like this time I'm fucking you." He mumbles with a wide grin when he breaks the kiss for a moment to catch some breath and further undressing.Axis splutters, boxing Sonitus in the chest. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fucking you later, then!” he giggles, helping the other man with the undressing. "I bet you do. But now it's my turn." Sonitus grins, letting actions follow his words and both of them get the ultimate distraction from what happened this day.
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Tredd does not notice Luche following him. Once he reaches his quarters he opens the door, ready to step inside. The blonde fastens his steps to catch up on the redhead. "Tredd, wait up." He calls out softly. Tredd blinks a few times and then turns, eyeing Luche curiously. "We still have a 'discussion' to finish." The blonde smiles suggestively. "And since you don't want to check in at the infirmary, I guess I need to check myself that you're really okay." He adds stepping closer to the redhead.“Uhm…” Tredd blushes once more. “I… erm…” he stammers, but then steps aside to let Luche in. Stepping inside the blonde grabs the redhead's arm to pull him with him into the room, closing the door behind them. "So, where did we stop?" He mumbles, already pulling Tredd close, reaching out with the other hand to place it on the other man's neck and pull him down for a kiss.Tredd still seems a bit irritated, but he lets Luche do as the blonde pleases, gladly pulling him close to return the kiss tenderly. The blonde holds the kiss for a while, softly caressing the redhead's neck. When he breaks the kiss warmth lies in his eyes. "For a moment I really thought I lost you out there." Luche mumbles softly, his fingers wandering from Tredd's neck to his cheek. Softly stroking over it he just looks at the other man for a few moments, then pulls him close for another, more passionate kiss.Tredd swallows, clutching at Luche’s shirt. “I thought I was done.” He mumbles, then blinks again. “You… were worried?” he wants to know, but does not wait for an answer. Instead he returns the new kiss just as passionately, wrapping both arms around the blonde. "Not only worried." Luche answers softly and slightly breathlessly when he ends the kiss again."Scared. I've seen a lot in this war, we both have. But the thought I might have lost you I..." For a moment the blonde seems at a loss of words. "I never felt that way in my life." He whispers eventually. "And never felt such a relief when I realized you got out of that explosion just in time." The warmth in his eyes just grows stronger, more lovingly.Tredd lowers his head a little, not letting go of the blonde. “I thought… you didn’t like me at all. I mean… You were always that distant and when Nyx blurted out that I liked you… you didn’t say anything…” he mutters while the blush on his cheeks deepens again."I have my reasons to be not too attached, or at least have it seem like that." Luche answers softly. "And honestly, what should I have said? No matter what, it would have resulted in either you not believing me or the others making even more fun of it." His thumb slowly strokes along Tredd's jawbone and his lower lip. "Did I tell you, that you're really cute when you blush?" He adds with a slight grin.The redhead leans into the touch, glancing at Luche with half-closed eyes. “Why do you care so much?” he inquires. “Let them say what they want.” He adds, placing a soft kiss on the blonde’s thumb once it brushes his lips. Upon Luche’s last words he blushes even deeper. “I’m not.” He insists sheepishly."You are." The blonde claims, shivering slightly when Tredd's lips touch his thumb. "And I just care for you. After that spider incident I just thought it wouldn't be good to pour more oil into the fire." His fingers wander on, sliding down the redhead's throat to the collar of his shirt. A mischievous grin spreads on his face. "I really think I should check if you're indeed not further injured."Tredd quickly averts his gaze, clearly looking embarrassed when Luche mentions the spider. “Wasn’t my fault…” he mumbles and then blinks, returning his gaze to the other Glaive again. “Don’t you think that I should take a shower first? I mean… I’m all dusty and dirty…” Luche chuckles slightly. "I could use a shower, too." He states, inclining his head a bit. "We could have a shower together. Saves us some time." He suggests, his fingers still resting on Tredd's collar.The redhead grins, a soft blush still on his cheeks, then nods. “Okay.” He agrees before he releases the blonde, just to drag him along into the tiny bathroom. “It’s gonna be a bit tight, though.” He chuckles. "I think we both can live with a bit of tightness." Luche replies with a grin, letting Tredd pull him with him. Once in there, he reaches out again to start to unbutton the redhead's shirt. They cannot shower in their clothes and this way it goes much faster.The redhead snickers while he returns the favor, getting rid of Luche’s uniform. Underneath his own, some scratches and bruises from today’s deployment become visible. The blonde pauses for a moment, lifting a hand to caress Tredd's injuries softly, a slight frown on his face. It is a caring, loving gesture and also a quick check if there are really no other injuries underneath.Tredd closes his eyes, letting Luche do his ‘examination’. He shivers slightly, leaning a bit into the touch. Fortunately, other than what is visible, there seems to be no other injury. Blinking again the redhead smiles gently. “I’m not all that breakable, you know?” he whispers softly. "Yet it was a heavy explosion." The blonde answers, looking up again, his feelings radiating in his eyes."And sometimes injuries show themselves later. I... just want to be sure it's really just bruises and scratches." Luche adds warmly, reaching out to kiss the redhead again before he continues to get rid of the rest of their clothes. Returning the kiss lovingly, Tredd helps with the unnecessary fabric. He needs to wash his uniform anyway. After breaking the kiss he grins crookedly. “Well, it hurts some, but, I’ve been through worse, really.”The blonde lifts a corner of his mouth. "You really were lucky this time, you know that don't you?" He asks. "But, as you really don't seem to have any other injuries, I'd say we turn our attention to much more pleasurable things." Luche adds, inclining his head a bit, nodding towards the shower, and running his fingers over Tredd's chest again.“Yeah, I know.” The redhead mumbles. “I’ll be more cautious next time.” He adds, pushing Luche into the shower. “No objections.” He says, before he follows to turn the water on. Once the temperature is right he pulls the other man close, wrapping both arms around him with a happy smile on his lips and a loving warmth in his eyes.
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The next morning, or rather later at the same day, Luche wakes up. Blinking a few times he needs a moment to realize where exactly he is. And what time it is. Quietly cursing he tries to wake Tredd. Not only that they nearly overslept, he also still has to change his clothes if he does not want to appear at the debriefing in the same uniform from the night before.The redhead, who wrapped himself around Luche in his sleep grumbles softly and blinks after a while. “Heeey…” he complains sleepily. "Sorry to wake you, but we need to get up. Debriefing will be soon and I still have to change clothes." The blonde answers, placing a soft kiss on Tredd's lips before eventually freeing himself from the redhead's clutch.Tredd needs a moment to process what has happened last night as well as what Luche just said. With a soft smile he returns the kiss tenderly but then releases the blonde to hastily dart out of bed. “Shit!” he hisses, hurrying to his wardrobe to take a fresh uniform out of it. They really cannot afford being late after the ‘spider-affair’ yesterday, especially if they don’t want to be reassigned to gate duty.Luche hastily dresses as well and already makes for the door. "See you in a few." He says casting the redhead a warm glance over his shoulder, then hurries off towards his own room to change his attire. Tredd quickly waves before he disappears into the bathroom.Outside in the hallway, Nyx leans against the wall, dressed in a fresh uniform and obviously in a good mood. “Morning!” he greets, once Luche approaches him. “Where are you coming from that early?” The blonde shortly glances over at Nyx but continues his way without stopping. "That's none of your business." He replies in his usual dry manner. Nyx raises an eyebrow. “Don’t tell me you’ve been to Drautos’ office that early.” He comments.Before Luche can reply Tredd comes around the corner, holding up a pair of socks. “Lu, you forgot your socks!” he calls, quiet enough so that it cannot be heard inside any of their quarters but loud enough that Nyx cannot miss it. “Ooops…” the redhead mutters and blushes when he becomes aware of the other Glaive in the hallway. He drops his arm with a sheepish grin.The blonde slaps his hand against his forehead, then turns to grab his forgotten socks. "Don't call me that in the public." He grumbles, quickly placing a kiss on Tredd's lips, then turns again to head to his own room. "Don't dare to comment or tell anyone." He hisses towards Nyx when passing by. Nyx chuckles and raises his hands defensively. “Why would I?” he asks and shakes his head. Tredd just turns and heads into his own room again.Just then Crowe, Libertus and Pelna arrive. “Did we miss something?” Crowe wants to know, pointing into the Direction Luche just went. Still grinning, Nyx shakes his head once more. “Nothing but the usual.” He just retorts before he pushes himself off the wall so they can leave for the debriefing.
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Everyone arrives on time in the meeting room, even Luche who had to change uniforms, makes it. Even though he is not the first as usual. Shortly after the Glaives assembled Drautos arrives, accompanied by Cor who joins the debriefing as part of the usual mission protocol.Tredd takes a curious look around, just in case that there is another spider. Axis lifts the corner of his mouth, suppressing a yawn. Nyx tries to look as neutral as possible while Crowe and Libertus squint over at him from time to time. "I think all spiders have been relinquished." Sonitus chuckles quietly. Pelna glances over at Nyx when Crowe and Libertus do, even though he is not really sure what is going on. Luche has the usual neutral expression on his face.When Drautos and Cor arrive, everyone stands at attention at once. "I hope you all got a bit of sleep." Drautos starts to speak, his glance shifting over to Tredd. "I hear you haven't reported to the infirmary as I commanded you to." He addresses the redhead. "This was no optional request but an order you failed to obey." The captain goes on."I was about to release you all from cleaning duty but it seems to me that you need some extra lesson. So it's still cleaning for you." Drautos looks at Tredd and then looks over at Luche. "And for you, as you failed to make your subordinate follow my orders." He adds. "The rest is freed of the duty, though." Drautos glances along the line of Glaives and quickly over at Cor before he starts to speak about the last mission and what implications their findings and, of course, the lack of any information found, have.Tredd stays silent and just nods. He is alright, and other than that he does not feel like discussing the whole topic in any way. The others nod as well, although no one comments the riddance of the cleaning duty any further. After a longer speech filled with possible theories and mission options that might await them in the near future the Glaives are dismissed.Drautos orders Luche and Tredd to see to the cleaning, then beckons Axis and Sonitus into his office with a glance and a distinct move of his head. While everyone else files out of the briefing room, Cor walks over to Nyx. "If I remember correctly, I still owe you a drink." He states plainly. Nyx blinks a few times and then smiles, trying to prevent every possible sign of nervousness. “Yeah,” he answers, running a hand through his hair. “Do you know a good place?”The marshal nods. "I actually do." He answers. "I still have a bit of paperwork on my desk but I'll call it a day earlier today, which will probably be to Monica's contentment as well." Cor smiles a bit. "So I'd say we have that drink in the early evening? It shouldn't be too crowded then." He suggests, casting Nyx a questioning glance.“Sure, sounds good.” Nyx agrees. “Shall I pick you up?” he asks with a slight grin. Cor smiles again. "Yeah, if you like to, you can do that." He nods. “Okay. See you tonight.” Nyx says as casually as he can manage with a wink and then turns and waves. He’s definitely in for a coffee, and he has to ponder over what to wear this evening."Until tonight then." Cor nods, leaving the room after Nyx, directly heading to his office. He probably does not spend as many thoughts on the evening as the other man will.
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Following the unmistakable gesture and glance from Drautos, Sonitus walks into the captain's office. He does not try to hide his irritation and the fact that he does not want to be here. Yet, he stands at attention as he is supposed to do in the presence of his commanding officer. Axis follows, not looking any bit happier. He too does not even try to hide it."Stand at ease, gentleman. And be so kind to close the door." Drautos addresses them both. Axis does as they are told and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “So, what is it?” he wants to know. The sooner they get to the point, the sooner they are out of here again."Why so impatient?" Drautos asks with a sarcastic smile. He has all the time in the world. "But I don't want to keep you, you're surely still exhausted… from the mission." The deliberate pause between the two sentences is clearly audible and implies that he, correctly, assumes that they did not only sleep since they returned from their mission.Sonitus leaves it uncommented but lifts an eyebrow. Axis just snorts and lets the speech wash over himself. "You may recall the mentioned special assignments I told you about." The captain continues. "So, this is the moment you'll get one." He sits down at his desk, looking at the two Glaives in front of him. "As far as I gather you're getting along with Tredd Furia quite well, am I right?"Axis suppresses the urge to roll his eyes. “He is our comrade and a friend.” He just states slightly unnerved. Sonitus nods confirmatory while Drautos’ smile turns into a grin. "Well, that makes your task much easier." He states, sounding quite satisfied. "Keep an eye on him. If he is a friend he trusts you, so gather whatever information you can. Stay close to him, report anything you find to me. You'll receive further instructions if needed." The captain instructs them."What?" Sonitus does not believe what he is hearing. "You want us to spy on a friend? Why?" Drautos’ grin vanishes. "Because I tell you to. That's all you need to know." Axis drops his arms and clenches his fists. “He’s a comrade, we cannot betray him!” he growls audibly upset. "I'm merely asking you to keep a closer eye on a friend. I don't know where you can find betrayal in that?" Drautos looks at them like a predator about to pounce."I advise you not to question my orders. It might prove slightly unhealthy." The captain growls, a wolfish expression on his face. Axis puffs his cheeks, barely swallowing a ‘Fuck you!’. “Can we go now?” he asks dryly, already turning to leave. He does not want to spend a single second longer in Drautos’ presence, or else he might forget his good manners.Sonitus is at a loss of words. Either this is a bad dream or their captain has gone completely mad. "Yes, you may go." Drautos nods and makes a shooing gesture. "But don't think I'll forget what I ordered you to do." He adds unnecessarily. Axis just stomps out of the captain’s office and back to his room. For the moment he does not even care if Sonitus follows him or not.Sonitus stares at Drautos for a moment longer, then turns on his heel and leaves the office. He does indeed follow Axis with a little distance between them. Axis lets Sonitus into his room when he notices that the other man follows him. He slams the door shut behind them and then plops down on the edge of his bed. “What the heck is he thinking?” he growls in anger."I... I don't have a clue." Sonitus mumbles, slowly following over to the bed and sinking down on the edge as well. "And I'm not sure if I want to know what's going on in that sick mind of his." He adds, resting his head in his hands. “Why Tredd?” Axis ponders with slumped shoulders. "I don't know." Sonitus shrugs, sounding slightly desperate. "Maybe he is now Drautos’ pet peeve because of that spider or what happened at the base." He tries to find a reason that might properly explain what the captain could want from the redhead. But he does not sound really sure of that.Axis snorts. “I need some training, or else I’ll explode. As for Tredd, as much as I dislike it, we could ask him if he wanted to play that new game I just bought tonight. He suggests, already getting up. Sonitus nods slowly. "We could do that. Since he has to conduct that cleaning service, the idea might even be really welcomed by him." He ponders, rubbing his face. "I'm coming with you; training should help to let off some steam." He adds, getting up as well.Both of them spend a good amount of time at the training ground. They really need to calm down, and the whole situation is bad enough for them to be in need of a good portion of activity in order to achieve that.
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While Axis and Sonitus get their 'special assignment' and go to train, Luche and Tredd pick up the cleaning duty they were condemned to. The blonde keeps up the neutral expression, he already knew that this was going to happen, just the reason for it changed. They pick up what they need from the broom closet, then get to work. Luche works in silence, concentrating on the task at hand to get it done as quickly as possible.Tredd on the other hand does not put any effort into hiding how he feels about cleaning. Especially with all his bruises and scratches. He makes a face while cursing every once in a while. At least the weather was dry the last days so it is not too dirty. Luckily anyone passing by spares them any comment as well. It does not make it any better but at least bearable.After a while the redhead wipes the sweat off his forehead with one arm. “I’m fed up with this.” He sighs, leaning against a wall. Luche stops what he is doing, glancing over at Tredd. "Yes. It's tiring." He agrees. "I don't mind if you leave, I'll do the rest." The blonde offers. "You could still pop by at the infirmary and get yourself freed from duty. At least for the rest of the day." He adds, looking at the redhead again from the side.Tredd draws a sigh and then nods. “Fine. It hurts anyway, I wouldn’t mind some painkillers.” He adds and walks over to Luche. After making sure that they are alone he places a soft kiss on the blonde’s lips. “See you later.” He mutters and makes his way to the infirmary. "I'll drop by when I'm done." Luche answers, a warm glow lighting up his eyes for as long as he looks at the redhead. When Tredd is gone he continues with the task.He does not get far until Drautos approaches him. Looking around the captain searches for the redhead for a moment. "Didn't I assign you and Furia to the task?" He asks sounding irritated. "I sent him to the infirmary." Luche answers plainly. The captain lifts an eyebrow. "You should've done that earlier." He states. "Leave that for now and come to my office." Drautos adds, already turning to walk away. The blonde lifts an eyebrow, then puts his cleaning tools away and follows.Drautos sits down at his desk, motioning for Luche to close the door behind himself. "You may stand at ease." He tells the blonde, then scrutinizes him for a moment. "Since when do you get yourself distracted?" The captain asks. "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't understand that question." Luche replies looking rather puzzled. "Well, then I rephrase my question. Since when are you that attached to any of your comrades?" Drautos asks again causing the blonde to lift an eyebrow. "I still don't understand what or who you're referring to." Luche answers sincerely.The captain sighs. "Gods damn it, stop playing hard to get, Lazarus. I know about your little toyboy." The blonde's eyebrow rises a bit higher. "Excuse me, sir?" He still tries to sound polite even though the referral to Tredd as a mere toy hits home. Drautos certainly catches the change in Luche's voice, hiding a grin."So he is more? An affair? Or something for real?" The captain probes. "With all due respect, I think that is none of your business, sir. I can't recall making a mistake or misjudgment based on my relationship. The others are my friends as well, I wouldn't risk the life of any of them." The blonde answers, sounding slightly uncomfortable."But you do have a deeper... connection to that redhead, don't you?" Drautos does not let go of the matter. Inwardly sighing Luche nods. "I do, yes." He admits. The captain would like to grin widely, knowing that he already set Axis and Sonitus on their special task and therefore can create a certain picture, but, of course, he does not."You remember that I told you about this war ending soon, right? Let's say I might have a good position afterwards, one that really matches your skills. And let's say that I have the resources to protect your lover." Drautos starts to speak making it sound like he is going to make a great offer."The only thing I need from you, is your loyalty. You will do as I tell you, without questioning, without hesitation." The captain looks expectantly at Luche. "I'm not sure I get what you're implying. Apart from that, shouldn't loyalty be earned by true leadership and not shady offers?" The blonde asks. "You're asking a lot of me." he adds.Drautos huffs, gets up and leans over his desk, supporting his weight with his outstretched arms set on the desk's surface. "And I could ask a lot more. What's with you all, that you just can't take an offer when it's made." He growls. "You see, I cannot only protect Furia and all your friends. I can also quench their life's lights with just a snap." Drautos states, clicking the fingers of his right hand to emphasize what he just said."I have my assets deployed; all they need is a word from me." He adds, glaring at Luche. "It would have been so much easier, if you had just accepted my offer." Drautos’ tone drops to a mean, dangerous whisper nearly causing the blonde to swallow. "I gather I don't have much of a choice then." Luche assesses, trying to sound as calm as possible. Drautos grins. "Cleverly derived." He nods. "I'll count that as a 'yes'. You may go now. Finish that cleaning assignment. And I want the report of last night's deployment on my desk afterwards."
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In the afternoon, Nyx opens the door to let Pelna in after the black-haired knocked. His bed and half of the sofa are a chaos of scattered clothes. He did not even know that he had so many things. "Did a bomb explode in your wardrobe?" Pelna giggles, eyeing all the items on the bed. Closing the door behind his friend again, Nyx chuckles in amusement. “No, but I still need to find the proper attire for tonight.” He states, running a hand through his hair."What's wrong with a simple shirt and plain trousers?" The black-haired inclines his head, looking questioningly at his friend. "I mean, it's not a date yet, is it?" Pelna inquires. "And since you're going for a drink any too... fine garments... might make you feel overdressed. Stick with the things you feel comfortable in." He suggests.Nyx nods. “Yeah, but that exactly is the point.” He sighs. “I can’t go dressed too casually, but also not too fancy.” He ponders. “I want to leave a good impression, you know?” he mutters, picking up an olive-colored shirt and a pair of pants in a dark anthracite which he holds up for Pelna to observe. “What about these?” he asks thoughtfully."I'm not sure if Leonis really cares about such superficialities." The black-haired mumbles, looking at the clothes his friend holds out for him to judge. "Looks fine to me." He claims with a slight shrug. “I don’t know. He seems to care a lot about the impression his subordinates leave, so why would he not care in private?” Nyx inquires, taking the chosen clothes to turn towards the bathroom."Maybe because private activities and military activities are different things?" Pelna guesses, slumping down at the next best possibility, waiting for his friend to return. “I’ll be right back!” Nyx calls, disappearing into the bathroom. He does not take long though. Once changed he returns. “The thing is, I have no idea how he is in private. I only know him from the citadel and the training ground.” He explains afterwards."According to Monica, very decent and down to earth. I don't think you need to worry that much." Pelna shrugs, giving Nyx a thorough look over. "Still seems fine to me." He assesses. “Alright.” Nyx smiles softly. “I’m nervous, though. I mean, I didn’t expect him to even say ‘yes’ in the first place.” Pelna grins. "I didn't think Monica would ever say 'yes' and yet she did. So why should he say 'no' in the first place? He doesn't seem like most of those stuck-up idiots in the Crownsguard." He states.“No, he’s not.” Nyx agrees. “But he’s quite a bit older than me, Monica is your age. Maybe he’s not interested in younger partners, or in men at all. I mean… I cannot recall ever seeing him with anyone.” he grins sheepishly.Pelna rolls his eyes. "Imagine you being the marshal of some kind of special military force. Would you grant anyone the possible advantage against you by showing yourself with someone you might share your bed or more with?" He inclines his head a bit wriggling his eyebrows. "If I was in that position I made sure no one would know. So no matter what that cannot be used against me. And that being the case I could also not show a certain interest in one or the other direction in public. Might be different in private, though."Nyx sighs softly. “You’re not making it any better, you know that?” he wants to know with a crooked grin. “Anyway, I’m afraid it’s about time. Let’s head to the marshal’s office.” He adds then, grabbing his jacket and keys. "I have the slight feeling that it doesn't really matter what I'm saying." Pelna winks. "Yeah, let's go." He nods, getting up again.Nyx laughs. “As if you were better before you finally asked Monica out.” He justifies himself, heading towards the citadel. "I won't deny that." Pelna answers, walking next to Nyx. Of course they catch several looks as they enter the citadel and head to the elevator to move to the right floor, as well as on their way to the marshal’s office.The looks are nothing new, but still not nice to bear. Monica sorts some documents at her desk in Cor's outer office. "Hello you two." She greets both men with a friendly smile upon entering. “Hi.” Nyx greets back with a charming smile. “I’m here to pick up the marshal.” He explains as seriously as he can manage."And I'm here to pick you up." Pelna adds. That moment Cor enters from his office, a signature folder in hand. "Oh, hello." He greets the two Glaives, putting the folder down on Monica's desk. "This can wait until tomorrow." The marshal states. "Just give me a moment, then I'm good to go." He adds addressing Nyx before he heads back into his office.Monica nods and puts the folder aside, giving Pelna a warm smile. “I’m ready.” She says while Nyx nods. “Sure.” Nyx replies, trying his best to seem as relaxed as possible. "Have fun. And don't do anything, I wouldn't do." Pelna whispers to Nyx with mischief in his eyes. Then he holds out his hand to Monica to grab it and leave with her. Monica gladly takes Pelna’s hand. “Have a nice evening.” She wishes Nyx with a wink. The addressed nods. “You, too.” He retorts amicably.Only seconds later Cor re-emerges from his office a plain leather jacket in hand. "Have a nice evening, you two." He waves at Monica and Pelna, then turns to Nyx. "Shall we go then?" He asks, gesturing towards the door. Nyx nods hastily. “Yes, sure.” He answers, already moving to open the door and walk out of the office, holding it open for Cor to follow.The marshal follows, putting his jacket on. He closes and locks the door behind them, then starts to walk towards the citadel's exit. "I hope you got a bit more rest after the debriefing?" He asks, eyeing Nyx from the side. Nyx smiles while he walks next to Cor, ignoring any looks they might receive. “A bit at least.” He answers truthfully. “I hope you didn’t have to do your usual paperwork afterwards.” He adds.Cor sways his head. "There is always paperwork to do. And it's not that I'm not used to it. Deployment and office work after it." He answers sincerely. “Monica says you work too much.” Nyx states with a slight grin. “Is there a specific reason you went on that mission with us, anyway?” he asks curiously."Yes, she keeps mentioning that." Cor smirks. "If you're thinking that we had an inkling about the general being there, it had nothing to do with that." He answers. "Titus wasn't entirely happy about us dueling and had I known that you should rather rest, I probably wouldn't have agreed on that duel either. So, I offered to join your mission and assist with my expertise." The marshal adds leading Nyx out of the citadel.Nyx chuckles slightly. “Yes, he made that quite clear afterwards. Yet, I don’t regret it,” he tells Cor, “Nor do I regret the outcome. Having you with us was a nice boost to our forces and a great opportunity to learn a thing or two.” He adds, letting Cor guide the way. "Yes, Titus is a bit... petulant at the moment. The fact that we didn't find anything doesn't help with that either." The marshal nods."It was a good duel. Sometimes I think a joint training of both units, the Crownsguard and the Kingsglaive, might have some advantages for each of them. As well as maybe joint missions." Cor adds, leading from the main street into some smaller ones off the usual tracks of citizens and members of the military alike. “Yes, although… Most of the Crownsguard is trained for protection duty rather than field missions, excluding a few like you, or am I wrong?” Nyx wants to know while glancing around with interest."True. But maybe because of that it might be helpful to train together. Synergies from that might prove helpful for the Kingsglaive as well as the Crownsguard." Cor shrugs. "But let's drop work as a topic for now, shall we?" He suggests before he stops and pushes the door to a tiny but comfortable bar open. The music played is not too obtrusive, the place is busy for its size but not too crowded.Nyx nods with a gentle smile. “No objections.” He agrees, taking in the scenery before he looks out for a nice place to sit. A good place, slightly secluded, is quickly found. "What would you like to drink?" Cor asks, placing his jacket on one of the chairs while still standing to get to the bar and place their order. Nyx takes off his jacket, draping it over the back of his chair before he sits down. “A beer for now.” He replies, getting comfortable.Cor nods and turns, walking over to the bartender to place their order and wait for the beer to be drawn. Freshly tapped beer takes a few minutes to be filled into the glasses properly. Once it is done Cor returns to their table with the glasses, placing one glass in front of Nyx then sits down as well. “Thank you.” Nyx says with a soft smile. “So, what do you do when you’re not working?” he asks then as soon as the marshal got comfortable, too."I read." Cor answers. "And I play chess." He adds, lifting his glass toasting to Nyx before he takes a sip. "But I don't have that much time for playing lately." Nyx returns the gesture, taking a sip from his own glass as well before he puts it down on the table again. “Yeah, Niflheim and this endless war keep us all busy.” He sighs and then looks at Cor again. “What about going out with friends?” he inquires curiously."A rare occasion these days." Cor answers. "I mostly lack the time for it." For a split second he looks at Nyx, a faint smile playing on his lips. "So you can count yourself lucky I could make up some time for this." Cor winks then takes another sip.Nyx returns the smile genuinely. “I don’t know, maybe all that work could function as some sort of distraction from… all this, the war, the countless missions, the homes, and comrades we lost, but in the end, I’m glad to have my friends and I’m thankful for each carefree moment I am able to spend with them. That reminds me what we’re fighting for, and that I’m still alive.”Cor sighs softly. "Unfortunately most of the paperwork has to do with the war as well as everyday business of the Crownsguard. So there’s no real distraction in that." He answers honestly. "And most of my friends are bound in similar duties so there’s not much carefree time for us." The marshal adds. "It's good you can find time with your comrades, your friends to get your minds off all this."“I’d go crazy if I couldn’t.” Nyx mutters, eyeing Cor thoughtfully for a moment. “Don’t you need to get away sometimes? I mean… like real distraction?” he inquires. Cor stays silent for a moment, pondering over an answer to the question. "I guess, I am far too accustomed to work, that not working is distraction enough." He answers after a while. "I'm fine with a good game of chess or a good book from time to time."Nyx smiles softly. “There’s more to life than work, you know? Especially in our profession, where every mission could be our last one.” He states, taking a sip from his beer. With a crooked grin he puts the glass down again. “I take it they don’t have a chessboard here?” he asks then. “Although I fear I wouldn’t be a match anyway.”The marshal chuckles in amusement. "People keep telling me that. But I’ve been accustomed to it for so long I don't mind it that much anymore." He answers, lifting a corner of his mouth. "They might have." Cor shrugs and glances over at the bar. "I could ask the bartender." He adds. “If you don’t mind an easy win.” Nyx retorts snickering. “It’s been a while since I last played chess with my sister.”Getting up Cor looks at Nyx, again a faint smile on his lips. "Don't sell yourself short. Your fighting style told a lot about your ability to grasp and deploy different tactics." He states and turns to walk over to the bar. Upon the praise Nyx returns the smile a bit sheepishly, rubbing his neck with one hand. A couple of minutes and a short discussion later the marshal returns with a shabby looking cardboard-box. He sets it on the table and opens it, bringing an also rather worn out looking chessboard to light."Two pawns and one bishop are missing so we may have to replace them with coins or something." Cor explains, sitting down again. Nyx lifts the corner of his mouth and fumbles his purse out of his pocket to search for some matching coins. “Could be worse.” He comments with a wink."True." Cor nods, setting up the board. One black and one white pawn as well as the black bishop need to be replaced. On the table stand small pepper and saltshakers which the marshal grabs to replace the pawns. Then he pulls out a coin from his pocket and places it where the bishop usually sits. "White has the opening move." He states turning the board so that the white figures are on Nyx's side.When Cor already sets up the game, Nyx shrugs and shoves his wallet back into his pocket. “Very kind.” He says with a slight grin and makes his first move. “My sister used to be a pro in chess.” He tells the marshal. Cor ponders over his move for a moment, as well as a good response. "Did you play often?" He asks, moving one of his figures.“Sometimes,” Nyx answers, eyeing the board for a moment. “Whenever I wasn’t out in the jungle or the canyon with Libertus and the others.” Moving another of his figures he chuckles. “She loved to beat me before bedtime, it always made her happy.” Cor nods slowly, making his next move. "That sounds really nice." He says. "You must miss home much, being bound to this city."Suppressing a sigh, Nyx takes a sip from his glass. “Yeah,” he mutters afterwards. “Home and my family. Insomnia is so very different. These past fifteen years have not changed that.” He adds, gazing at the chessboard for a moment before he makes his next move. "Yeah, I get that." Cor nods, countering Nyx’s last move by claiming one of his figures. "My home is much different from Insomnia as well."Nyx lifts the corner of his mouth when he loses a figure, he does not comment it any further, though. “You’re from Accordo, right?” he asks, pondering over his next move. "That's right. Even though we have cities like Altissia there is far more nature than in Insomnia. And far more water, too." Cor tells him waiting for the Glaive's next move.“Altissia is said to be a fascinating place.” Nyx mumbles, moving one of his figures. “And rumors go that Leviathan herself slumbers underneath the city.” The marshal nods. "It is a beautiful city and not comparable with Insomnia or any other place." He ponders on his next move for a few seconds. "I can't say anything about Leviathan though." Cor winks. "I heard the legends as well but so far no one could confirm it. Partly, because no one dares to wake a sleeping goddess, if she really slumbers under the city." He adds with a smile moving one of his figures.Nyx chuckles in amusement. “I’ve heard you’d have dared when you were young.” He teases, giving the marshal his most charming smile before he stares at the chessboard in concentration. "If I had, I might probably not be here. Leviathan is not exactly known to be a patient and forbearing goddess." Cor answers plainly, only shortly looking up from the chessboard to answer the smile and take a sip from his beer.“But you fought Gilgamesh back then.” Nyx reminds him and then makes his next move. “So, when have you last visited your homeland?” the Glaive inquires curiously. "That I did." Cor nods, observing the figures on the chessboard. "It's been a while." He vaguely answers Nyx's question. He slides a figure in place, claiming another one of the Glaive's.Nyx makes a face but grins right away. “I told you I’m no match for you.” He says, trying a somewhat riskier move for a change. “Maybe you should do that, visiting home for a while. Unless there are bad memories tied to Accordo.” He suggests thoughtfully, turning his gaze back at Cor, a gentle warmth shimmering in his blue eyes."You're doing not that bad." Cor waves a hand. "Let's say I don't have much reason to visit my homeland, apart from beautiful accordian architecture." He glances at the board. "That maneuver is a good one." He points at Nyx’s figures. "But, it also has its weakness." The marshal explains, showing how he could easily render the whole maneuver harmless and get dangerously close to Nyx's queen.“That sounds kind of sad.” Nyx assesses and gazes down on their game again. “Damn!” he lets out with another crooked grin. “You’re way too much of a strategist to be beaten.” He chuckles. "I may have a few more years of practice." Cor grins looking rather cheeky for his age and position. “You do not look like that, though.” Nyx retorts with a wink, grinning a bit sheepishly."What like having practice or my age?" Cor counters Nyx's words with a wink. The question catches the Glaive off guard, causing him to blink several times, while a faint blush spreads on his cheeks. To bring the game to a proper end, the marshal makes his finishing move, claiming the white queen. "You did well. I enjoyed this match." He states honest warmth in his voice. "Want a rematch?" The Glaive nods. “Why not? But this time you start.” He requests.After putting the figures back to their places, Cor turns the board to have the white figures in front of himself. After a few moments of pondering he makes his opening move. Nyx takes a sip from his beer, setting it down again in the hope that the marshal missed him blushing. “I just meant to say that you’re a pretty attractive person.” He tries to explain, quickly making his move.Cor smirks, casting a curious glance at Nyx. "I guessed that much." He answers, drinking a bit from his beer. For a moment he just looks at the Glaive, then lets his gaze wander back to the chessboard to decide on his next move. Nyx opens his mouth to say something, but closes it again when the marshal just watches him. He blinks and then quickly lowers his head, as if the board became incredibly interesting all of a sudden."I didn't mean to embarrass you." Cor states, moving one of his figures. The maneuver is good but it already leaves enough options for his opponent to gain an advantage. "I'm just not used to that kind of compliments." He adds, looking directly at Nyx again for a moment. Raising his head, Nyx returns the gaze, trying to appear as casual as possible. “It’s alright. It was my fault.” He answers, a faint smile on his lips. His next move is pretty bad, though."No fault in speaking out what's on your mind." Cor replies casually. Of course, he is aware of the rather poor move Nyx made but ignores it deliberately and moves his next figure in a way that keeps the options from his former move open. After that, he inclines his head a bit, a curious gleam in his eyes, further observing the Glaive.Rubbing his neck with one hand Nyx eyes the board, forcing himself to concentrate. After a while he looks up, meeting Cor’s eyes. There is a soft sparkle in his own, at least until he notices that he is staring, so he averts his gaze to eventually make his move, using the opening the marshal left to his advantage.Once again a smile appears on Cor's face. He turns his glance back to the chessboard as well, judging the situation. "Two or three more moves and you can checkmate me." He assesses, looking up again. This time to observe and judge Nyx's reaction. "You didn't just ask me out to make up for a lost duel, am I right?" He asks. In his voice lays a mixture of curiousness and amusement, but also warmth that usually does not ring in the marshal's tone.Nyx snorts in amusement. “If you already know that you probably have several counter strategies already planned out, don’t you?” he wants to know and then blinks a few times, carefully considering his answer. “Well, no. But admittedly it was a good opportunity to use it as an excuse to get to know you better.” He retorts with a charming smile."Yes, there are a few strategies but they all would leave an opportunity for you to strike. So, whatever I do, you'll be able to strike down my king." Cor answers, an amused sparkle in his eyes. Nyx’s smile is met with another warm smile from the marshal. "A game of chess is a good way to learn a lot about your opposite." He states, grabbing his beer. Only to realize that his glass is nearly empty. "Want another one?" Cor asks nodding towards Nyx’s glass.“Not only chess, sparring too.” Nyx states and then nods. “Yes, please, as soon as you made your move.” He adds with a cheeky grin. "Sparring and chess aren't that different. Both need a keen mind and the ability to quickly adapt to the situation. And yes, one can learn a lot about the other with both." Cor taps against his lips, pondering which move to do. He then places a figure that, as said, closes one way to the king but opens up another.The marshal gets up and grabs Nyx’s glass. "Back in a few minutes." He smiles and turns towards the bar. Nyx rests his chin in one hand, eyeing the board carefully while Cor is away. It takes a moment until he notices the possible opening. Reacting accordingly, he makes his move, a cheerful smile on his lips.A few minutes later the marshal returns with newly filled beer glasses. He eyes the chess board while placing one glass in front of Nyx, then sits down again. "I see you found it." Cor assesses, nodding towards the board. "Even if I made a move now, I couldn't prevent you from setting the king checkmate." He adds, taking a sip from the glass he still holds in his hand.Nyx smiles brightly. “Well, sometimes even I shine.” He replies easily, grabbing his own glass with his free hand. “Thanks.” Cor shakes his head. "Stop selling yourself short. You've quick wits and you are an adapt fighter. No need to belittle yourself on that behalf." He adds. Judging by the way he says it, with an air of appreciation and praise in his voice, he really means it. The marshal is certainly no one for hollow words.After taking a sip, Nyx puts the glass down again and smiles softly. “Thank you. If I’m not attracting trouble, that is.” He says with a wink. Cor giggles slightly. "Titus never gets tired complaining about that." He admits. "He is fond of set plans and tactics and doesn't really take it lightly if someone doesn't stick to it. But you certainly know your share of that yourself." Winking he takes another sip and puts his glass down."I get what is bothering him and having been pretty headstrong in my youth, I understand what he is getting at. Still, I also get the point of deviating from anything that was briefed beforehand." The marshal’s voice changes from a still rather distant tone to a warmer, more amicable and understanding one. It seems like the usually pragmatic, work focused shell is opening a bit to let his true self shine through.Nyx cannot help but to laugh heartily. “I can well imagine that. That is one way of getting to know somebody, too.” He adds, an amused sparkle in his eyes. “But to be honest, it’s not like I’m overestimating myself. I just can’t leave anyone behind. I never will.” He explains sincerely afterwards."I understand that, absolutely." Cor nods. "And deep down I'm sure Titus does as well. He has a lot of pressure on his shoulders and even if he felt the same way he could not leave any slightly reckless action go unscathed. And I couldn't either. That's what the position brings with it." He explains, a hint of some distant remorse in his voice.“I know, which is why I never hold that against him.” Nyx replies, watching Cor for a moment. “Is everything alright?” he inquires then. "Yes, don't worry." The marshal smiles warmly. "Sometimes it’s just that reality kicks in. Regrets of the old and wise, you know." Cor snickers and winks at Nyx. “You’re not old.” Nyx answers back and shakes his head. “No objections on being wise, though. At least wiser than me.” He grins widely."Both depends on the point of view, I'd say." Cor states with a slight smile. “Now you’re selling yourself short.” Nyx claims, returning the smile charmingly. "I'm not." Cor's smile brightens a bit as does the gleam in his eyes. "Wisdom comes in many forms and not everyone is able to see it as that." He adds. "But maybe let's not get too philosophical here. Neither the right place nor the right drink for that." He grabs his beer and takes a sip from it.“True.” Nyx chuckles slightly. “I’d prefer a moonlit night outside under the wide sky for that.” He replies with a wink. “And maybe a good wine.” Cor sways his head. "Moonlight could be difficult to find in a city so brightly lit." He sighs. "That's different in Altissia, though. Being rowed through the city on the canals at night has its own special charms." Cor adds. "I agree on the wine, though. Beer is nice but wine is somewhat more sophisticated. Is there any wine you prefer?"“That sounds nice.” Nyx says softly, a warm smile on his lips. “I’d like to see that one day. As for the nights…” he lifts the corner of his mouth. “We’re out there often enough. There are moments of peace, sometimes.” He continues and then ponders for a moment. “There’s a dark red wine from the mount ravatough region. It’s pretty… spicy. It’s called Ifrit’s curse.” He grins. “It’s close to one of Galahd’s most famous wine.”Cor considers it for a moment. "Sounds interesting. I'll keep that in mind." He states regarding the wine. "Maybe one day it's possible. I still hope there is a solution to this war." He sighs. Nyx tilts his head to the side. “Why would you do that? I mean… unless you think about repeating this.” He makes a sweeping gesture with one hand and winks. ”I think we all wish for this war to end.” He adds a little quieter."Maybe I do." Cor inclines his head a bit, looking at Nyx with that warm gleam in his eyes. "It's been a while since I had that enjoyable company." He adds softly. Nyx smiles, a faint blush on his cheeks and a soft shimmer in his blue eyes. “And… I’ve been wanting to ask you for a drink for a while now. I just couldn’t find the right moment. Plus I thought you’d likely decline anyway.” He admits.The marshal lifts an eyebrow. "Do I appear that unapproachable?" He asks seeming slightly flustered. "Well, you found a way. Using a guise isn't the worst move." Cor smiles, a cheeky spark lighting up his eyes and smile. Nyx laughs in amusement. “Are you kidding me? They call you ‘the immortal’ and you ask me if you seem unapproachable?” He shakes his head. “You know, the recruits fear that one look from you could kill.” He adds with a chuckle."Yeah but they don't call me that because I'm the marshal of the Crownsguard. And I still think that name is rather overestimating the whole thing." Cor states, snorting in amusement afterwards. "Well, that's rather overestimating as well. And if I really look that stern or angry at someone they usually deserved it."“Well, you’re the first one to ever come back, alive and in one piece on top of that, I’m afraid you’ve rightfully earned that nickname.” Nyx teases, taking a sip from his beer. "I was young and reckless and veeery lucky to live and tell the tale. Yes, I survived but I really don't need that name to remind me of the foolishness of my younger self." Cor states."It makes it sound like it was a heroic deed of some sort." The marshal shakes his head, drinking from his beer. His glance wanders over to the chessboard, lingering there for a moment. "Want to play another round or shall we leave it at the draw for now?" Smiling softly, Nyx follows Cor’s gaze. “It’s a part of you, and it helped shaping who you are now. Things might have gone differently if that didn’t happen.” He replies and then shrugs. “Depends.”Cor shakes his head. "Maybe, yes. We'll never know." He answers regarding his past. "Depends on what?" He inquires, eyeing Nyx curiously. “If that ‘old’ man has to catch some sleep or not.” Nyx retorts with a cheeky grin, returning Cor’s gaze for a moment, a challenging look in his blue eyes.For a moment the marshal stares blankly at the Glaive while a great laughter bubbles up in his chest and then suddenly just bursts out of him a blink of an eye later. "I'm still fresh enough when it comes to that." Cor answers, still giggling and trying to catch his breath. The laughter lights up his blue eyes. The overall cheerful look probably suits him pretty well. "But that's not what I meant. We could of course play another round and lift the draw. Or we could leave and postpone a decision to some other occasion." He suggests afterwards. "A glass of wine goes well with a game of chess as well."Nyx actually holds his breath until Cor bursts out laughing. He joins in, visibly enjoying the moment. “You should do that more often. Laughing, I mean. It really suits you.” He states then once he calmed down again. Pausing for a moment he eyes the marshal with affection. “I’d like that.” He answers honestly."There's not much room for a good laugh, so, I think I have to thank you for that." Cor takes a deep breath, eventually calming down completely again. Smiling warmly, Nyx shakes his head. “Then you should make room for it. It is what we do all the time, otherwise we’d all go crazy.” He says softly. “No need to thank me, though.” He adds genuinely. "But for a really good laugh you need the right company." Cor answers with a warm smile."Good. So next time I'll bring my own chessboard and we can play with proper figures." The marshal offers afterwards. "And I might get that wine you were talking about. I haven't tasted it yet but it sounds interesting." He adds, starting to put the figures and the chessboard away and place the salt and pepper shakers on their usual spot before he shoves his coin back into his pocket.“I’m looking forward to that.” Nyx replies with a smile that reflects in his eyes. “But be careful with that one, it doesn’t wear it’s name for nothing.” He adds with a wink. "I'll keep that in mind." Cor grins shortly and nods. "So, since we don't know when the next mission might come up, we shouldn't postpone that game of chess too far into the future I think." He ponders for a moment. "How about the day after tomorrow? Giving me some time to get most of the urgent paperwork done and organize that wine." He suggests afterwards.Nyx nods in agreement. For a split second he seems thoughtful, then that expression turns into a somewhat more mischievous and cheekier one. “It’s a date, sir!” he states, trying to sound serious but failing miserably. Again Cor cannot help but to splutter. "It is." He nods. "But do me a favor and cut the 'sir' - thing, at least as long as we're not in the citadel or on a mission?" He adds, still chuckling and not taking it all too seriously. He is rather amused by it. "Just come by the office in the early evening like today to pick me up, if you like to."Nyx chuckles in amusement as well. “I wasn’t going to keep that up. Your name sounds much better anyway.” He claims and empties his glass. “I will.” He adds before he gets up hesitantly. "You're quite a flatterer, do you know that?" Cor states, emptying his glass and getting up as well. He puts his jacket on and then grabs the glasses to take them back to the bar and pay on their way out.Nyx follows Cor outside, putting his jacket on while he walks. After a few steps he stops. “You’re not going back to the citadel, are you?” he asks, while his caring tone implicates that he hopes the marshal would go home instead. "No, don't worry. I'm not that crazy for my work." Cor answers, lifting a corner of his mouth. "I'll head home myself." He adds."Which means that I'll have to leave you here, as my way home leads into a different direction." For one or two heartbeats he just stands there, looking at the other man, again a warm gleam in his eyes and a faint smile playing on his lips. Nyx returns the gaze, a soft warmth in his eyes. Running a hand through his hair he smiles gently.Then the marshal blinks, glancing down the street. "Get back safely." Cor says softly. "See you in a few, Nyx. Good night." With that he wants to part ways and take the way back home. “You too, Cor.” Nyx answers, smiling once more. “Good night.” He lifts a hand to wave before he walks into the opposite direction, quite happy with how the evening went and with a soft smile on his lips.
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After a thorough examination in the infirmary, which resulted in a day off, Tredd makes his way back to his room. At least he got rid of the bothersome cleaning duty. Sonitus is hanging around together with Axis near Tredd's room to catch him and offer to play that new video game together. The redhead blinks a few times when the two men come into sight. “What are you waiting for?” he wants to know, raising an eyebrow.“You?” Axis retorts and waves with said videogame. “Me?” Tredd lifts the other brow as well. "Yes? Or isn't that your room?" Sonitus grins. "Axis got a new game and we thought you might want to play with us tonight?" He asks, trying to sound as normal as possible. Tredd blinks a few times and then shrugs. “I’m off duty for today anyway, so I might as well play videogames.” He says with a grin. “Just give me a second.” He adds and then disappears into his room.Axis drops the hand holding the game and sighs inwardly. “This feels so very wrong…” he mutters quietly. Sonitus just nods, glancing at the door of Tredd's room. Not long after that, the redhead is back, sticking a note to his door which tells every possible visitor that he is with Axis and Sonitus. “Alright, good to go.” He announces then."Awesome!" Sonitus comments, glancing at the note on the door. "Expecting someone?" He asks curiously nodding at said note. Tredd shrugs. “Not directly, but since I’ve been to the infirmary someone might want to know what they said.” He answers vaguely. “But until then we can play.” Axis lifts the corner of his mouth. “Someone?” he inquires. The redhead shrugs once more. “What do I know? Luche or the captain himself…”Sonitus shrugs. "Yeah, because they both are caring that much." He mumbles. "Well, let's go then. That game isn't playing itself on its own." Tredd snorts and shakes his head. “Who said something about caring? It’s all about numbers on spreadsheets, as you may know.” He says dryly and then follows the two men to Axis’ room.The brunette lets them in and closes the door behind them. “Well make yourselves at home.” He offers, nodding towards the sofa. For a moment Sonitus stands in the room considering to get comfortable on the bed as usual. After some pondering he decides otherwise and slumps down on the sofa. Tredd plops down next to him while Axis inserts the game in his console’s drive and turns on the TV. Grabbing three controllers he gets comfortable on the couch with the others.Sonitus takes one of the controllers, getting ready and waiting for the game to start. "Why did you go to the infirmary? Worse hurt then thought or just trying to avoid your penalty?" He asks casually. Tredd chuckles. “The truth is, it does hurt, but partly because I was fed up with the stupid cleaning shit and all the recruits trying to hide their dumb grins quite amateurishly. ” Tredd replies, grabbing his own controller.“You think you can beat me at that?” the redhead inquires then, nodding at the TV and the racing game displayed. “Careful, I’m a pro, ask Sonitus.” Axis states with a wide grin. Sonitus chuckles. "Yeah, can imagine." He nods. "As much as it pains me to say, he really is a pro." He agrees. “Then show us what you’ve got.” Tredd challenges Axis. The brunette grins. “You’ve already lost.” He claims, starting the race.Sonitus just grins, joining the other two in the game. His skills are not as good as Axis’ or Tredd's but he still tries to make the race harder for them. Axis and Tredd are equally good, so the race proves to be an exciting one. “Why do you play with him, if you lose anyway?” Tredd wants to know, squinting over at Sonitus. "Maybe I like the challenge?" The other Glaive answers, giving his best to keep up with his friends.“Nah, you just like to be fucked… hard.” Axis chuckles. Tredd lifts an eyebrow. “Spare me the details.” He mutters, causing Axis to laugh. Sonitus snorts joining into the laughter. "Yeah, that must be the reason." He snickers, casting a short glance over at Axis as if to say 'we'll see to that later'. “As if you could ever fuck him.” Tredd shakes his head, thus almost going off the track. “I thought you didn’t want details?” Axis grins widely.Sonitus seizes the chance when Tredd nearly drives off to squeeze his car in. "Right, it's just all a big distraction tactic." The redhead grumbles, trying to overtake Sonitus again at the next best opportunity. “Unfair!” he complains, while Axis chuckles in amusement. “Looks like I’m going to win this, huh?”Sonitus shrugs, fighting hard to keep his position. "Not my fault if you get yourself distracted!" He claims. "Race isn't over yet." He retorts towards Axis, knowing all too well that he does not stand a chance against him. “Yeah, because you’re talking about sex. I mean… nothing against sex, but it’s not like you’d have a girlfriend or whatever, or am I wrong?” Tredd asks, concentrating on the game.Axis chuckles. “What, are you jealous?” he retorts. “What, me?” Tredd snorts. “To be jealous there first has to be something worth it.” He states dryly. "We're not. You just assume that and make stuff up in your mind." Sonitus snickers, still fighting hard to keep the hard gained position. “Maybe you should try to find someone, then.” Tredd mumbles, giving Sonitus a hard time. “I could say the same about you.” Axis states with a grin."Why should I?" Sonitus just fights back on the track with all the car and his gaming skills have to offer. "I'm not that under-fucked to think everyone's talking about sex. And I am also not losing this game." He grins, looking rather victoriously. “I’m not under-fucked either.” Tredd claims, only refraining from sticking his tongue out at Sonitus because that would only cost him even more time.“You’re not winning it either!” Axis pipes up as he crosses the finish line first. "Not yet." Sonitus grins. "I'm at least not the last." He adds then turns to Tredd. "Well, I don't think that using your hands counts." He grins wriggling his eyebrows. The redhead grumbles as he is the last to cross the finish line. “You shouldn't infer others from yourself.” He says, giving Sonitus a flat look.Axis giggles cheerfully. “Well, what else if no hands, huh? You were the one claiming not to be under-fucked.” he flutes. "Rather who else, if his own hands aren't involved." Sonitus teases grinningly. Tredd rolls his eyes. “You’re impossible.” He groans. “Maybe I’m just too intellectual and don’t need a good fuck each day?” he offers. Axis blinks once, twice, and then bursts out laughing. “Sure thing!” he splutters, gasping for air. "Yeah, sure." Sonitus just joins in the laughter, holding his belly from laughing after a while.Luche, just arriving outside the room, stops and raises an eyebrow on the roaring laughter inside. At least someone seems to have fun. He lifts a hand to knock audibly against the door and then waits for the response. “The fuck’s there?” Axis calls, still chuckling. “Come in!” Panting, Sonitus gasps for air.Luche shakes his head ever so slightly, then opens the door, his usual neutral expression on his face. His glance washes over the three men on the sofa, at least two of them really enjoying themselves. "Tredd, I need to have a word with you regarding your visit to the infirmary. I have to put the information into the report." He says calmly, even though that is not really the truth. The report already lays on Drautos desk. But no one has to know that.Once more the redhead rolls his eyes. “There goes my revenge.” He mutters and gets up. “We’ll settle this later!” he tells the other two and walks over to the door. "As if you had a chance." Sonitus grins after Tredd. "Hey, Luche, you should try smiling from time to time." Sonitus calls over to the blonde, still giggling. "If you would take my duties, so I can have that much carefree time, I might really try it." Luche answers dryly, stepping aside to let the redhead leave the room.“Have a nice evening!” Tredd says his goodbye, disappearing into the hallway. “You, too!” Axis calls, grabbing his controller again. "And please close the door." Sonitus calls, snatching his controller from the sofa. Luche rolls his eyes, reaching out for the door. "Good night." He says, pulling the door shut behind himself. "Let's go to your room, we'll only get disturbed in mine." He adds quietly towards Tredd.The redhead chuckles. “Admit it, chaos reigns your room, because you never have the time to tidy it up, which is why we always meet in mine.” He teases with a wink, knowing very well that everyone who needs something probably turns to the blonde once the captain’s office is orphaned for the night. Luche snorts. "Rather I rarely get to use it apart from sleeping, because I barely get a break there." He answers, rubbing his face while looking rather tired for a moment. "So what did the doctors say?" The blonde asks, scrutinizing Tredd from the side.“It’s nothing severe.” Tredd retorts on the way to his room. “Just got the day off.” He adds, opening the door to let Luche in. "That's at least something." The blonde sounds relieved, walking into the redhead's room. Tredd follows and closes the door, before he walks over to the blonde, pulling him into a tight embrace right away.Luche lets the redhead have his way, wrapping his arms around him and leaning his face against Tredd's shoulder for a moment. He suddenly feels kind of exhausted, the cleaning, report writing and, of course, Drautos’ words are taking their toll on him. Closing his eyes for a moment, Tredd just holds Luche close, then he blinks, eyeing the blonde curiously. “Tired?” he inquires softly."Yes." Luche confirms, lifting his head to look directly at Tredd. "It's not like there was much time for me to get rest after that mission." He adds. "But cleaning as well as the report are done. And so far nothing is on the agenda for tomorrow so I might be able to catch up on resting." Tredd lifts the corner of his mouth. “We could get comfortable on the bed and watch some series or something.” He suggests.“That actually sounds very good." Luche nods. "But before that, there is something I just wanted to do the whole day." With that he pulls the redhead close for a loving kiss. Tredd smiles into the kiss as he returns it tenderly, placing a hand in the back of the other man’s neck while he does. The blonde holds the kiss for a while, closing his eyes as long as it lasts while he savors the moment completely.When he has to break the kiss again to catch some breath, a warm smile plays on Luche's lips. He still looks tired but seems to be relaxing as well. "So, anything special in mind to watch?" He asks softly. Tredd shakes his head. “No, but how about we order something nice to eat, get rid of all the unnecessary fabric and see what we can find?” he asks with a mischievous smile."That sounds like an even better plan." Luche agrees with a slight nod. He lets go of the redhead to slump down on his bed, getting comfortable pulling out his phone to browse through the delivery services to find something nice to eat. Tredd sits down next to him and turns on the TV while they wait for the food to be delivered. They can get rid of any unnecessary clothes once they have their dinner.
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Since there is nothing else than training on everyone’s schedules the next day, the break room only fills slowly. Luche, being the first one as usual has enough time to savor a few moments of peace. Sonitus and Axis are the next to arrive, whereas the latter still looks a little tired. Shuffling to the coffee machine he yawns.Since Luche was the first he, of course, already prepared the coffee machine. When Sonitus and Axis arrive it is about to finish its duty gurgling and stuttering noisily. The blonde has already lined up some cups that just need to be filled with coffee, which Sonitus sees to, at least for himself and Axis, handing the brunette one coffee cup. Axis takes it and wanders over to the table to sit down.Crowe and Libertus are the next to arrive. Greeting everyone they organize themselves a coffee each and sit down as well. “Where’s the rest?” Crowe wants to know curiously, glancing over at Luche, as if he knew. The blonde shrugs. "How am I supposed to know? We're off duty, so it's not my job to know where everybody is." He states dryly, helping himself to some coffee as well. Sonitus joins Axis at the table, taking a sip from his cup.“Wow, in a brilliant mood today, are we?” Crowe retorts just as dryly. “As if that were surprising.” Axis mumbles. Libertus just snorts. "Yeah, really, that's nothing new." Sonitus comments the blonde's mood. Luche lifts an eyebrow but sees no reason to say anything on that topic. He just takes another sip from his coffee, glancing towards the door over the rim of his cup.Just in that moment the door flies open and Tredd stumbles in. “I need a coffee, or else I’ll die instantly.” He groans, shuffling over to the source of the hot, black liquid. “What, did you practice in secrecy to have a chance next time we play?” Axis chuckles in amusement. Sonitus nearly spits out his coffee giggling. Luche fills a cup for the redhead while Tredd comes over."Fill one for me, too." Pelna yawns addressing whoever is at the coffee machine, not really observing who that is as his eyes still seem to be half closed. Tredd takes the cup with a quiet ‘thank you’ and then gives Axis a flat look. “Hey Pelna, had a tough night over at Monica’s place?” Crowe inquires cheekily. “Has anyone seen Nyx yet?” Libertus interjects.Luche casts Tredd a faint smile that only lasts for a split second and just long enough for the redhead to notice. He does have the niceness to really pour a cup for Pelna as well. "As if he is ever really awake before noon." Sonitus comments, squinting over at Luche and Tredd. "No, not yet." The black-haired yawns again, grabbing his cup and slumps down on the next best chair.Just when everyone found a place to get comfortable, Nyx walks in, seemingly in a pretty good mood. He greets his friends and gets a coffee before he sits down as well. Crowe watches him closely for a moment and then grins widely. “You’re pretty late today.” She states innocently.Pelna suddenly seems far more awake. Leaning over the table he takes a good look at Nyx. "So, seems like you had a nice evening, yes?" He asks with a grin. Luche still leans against the counter as usual. He does not comment anything further, nor does he seem to be interested. Sonitus lifts an eyebrow. "What was last evening?" He wants to know. Since Drautos had ordered them into his office he did not hear Cor and Nyx talk, let alone set the time for a drink.Nyx takes his time to sip on his coffee, deliberately ignoring all the looks he gets. Placing the cup back onto the table he leans back and grins. “Yes, and yes.” He flutes, knowing very well that his short answers will spark everyone else’s curiosity even more. “Oh come on…” Crowe groans. “Did you have a date or what?” Axis wants to know. “A date?” Tredd bursts out laughing. “Never!”"With whom?" Sonitus looks as curious at Nyx as the others. Pelna makes a face. "Come on, don't leave us in the darkness!" The black-haired protests. “He was out with the marshal.” Crowe explains, addressing Axis and Sonitus. “That’s still not a date, or can you imagine Leonis having a dates?” Tredd chuckles in amusement. Nyx just shrugs, grinning widely. “Well, it was nice. We played chess.” He tells his friends."What?" Sonitus' eyes widen. "You're joking." He adds not believing a word. Luche stays silent, seemingly not interested in any of this. "Sure, you just played chess. Is that how it's called nowadays?" Pelna grins widely wriggling his eyebrows. Nyx blinks a few times and then shakes his head. “Seriously, we just played chess.” He repeats.“I can imagine that. Plus, I’d be bored to death.” Tredd comments. “If you only played chess, then why the great mood?” Crowe inquires suspiciously. “That’s a valid question!” Axis agrees. Libertus just snorts and gets up to get another coffee. "Yeees, suuuure." Pelna grins and winks. The black-haired does not really believe that nothing more than a game of chess was involved. Sonitus just glances at Nyx, not really sure what to make out of it.Nyx takes a sip from his coffee and then chuckles. “Well I’ve had a nice evening, and I’m going to have another one tomorrow.” He announces. “What, with a game of chess?” Tredd makes a face. “Or two, or three…” Nyx says, visibly savoring his friend’s reactions. “I prefer gaming.” Axis mumbles dryly. Crowe rolls her eyes. “And now the truth, please?” she demands.“That is the truth!” Nyx states, shaking his head once more. “Why would I be lying?” Sonitus nods approvingly to Axis words. "Yeah, me too." He confirms. "Because..." Pelna starts to speak, obviously trying to find a reason why Nyx might not tell the truth, then hesitates. "Wait a moment... you're going to date again tomorrow?" He asks curiously eyeing his friend closely.Nyx sighs deeply. “I’m not even sure it’s a date.” He admits then. Crowe raises an eyebrow. “What?” Libertus, back with his coffee frowns. “And you didn’t ask?” he mumbles. “For a date? Hell no!” Nyx lifts his hands in defense. “See? I told you they were just playing chess.” Tredd claims with a grin. "So you're just meeting for a round of chess. Sounds boring." Sonitus comments. "But if you didn't ask, whose idea was it to meet again?" Pelna inquires, his curiousness certainly not satiated.Nyx shrugs. “I think we both had that idea,” he ponders, eyeing the content of his cup for a moment, “But… he asked which wine I like and promised to get it for tomorrow.” He continues then. “Aha?” Crowe grins widely. “Still boring.” Axis mutters, drinking from his cup. "Wine..." Sonitus wrinkles his nose and shakes his head. "Well, to me it sounds like a date." Pelna claims, drinking a few sips from his cup.“I don’t know, I don’t even have his number.” Nyx scratches the back of his head. “You’ll never get it, anyway.” Tredd chuckles. “How about just asking?” Crowe offers with a wink. "What else could it be, other than a date? I mean, sounds like he is going to get a wine you like and I don't think he wouldn’t if he just had a amicable meeting in mind." Pelna ponders."What do you know about dates, huh?" Sonitus wants to know with a grin. "Well, I at least had some. On the contrary to any of you." The black-haired answers. "And, yeah, Nyx, you basically 'work' in the same building, just go and ask Leonis for his number." He adds addressing his friend again. “Says the one who couldn’t ask Monica out, even if his life depended on it.” Nyx snickers. "Pah!" Pelna puffs his cheeks and pouts.“Pah, we don’t need dates.” Axis claims, casually leaning back in his chair. “You’re nerds, who’d possibly want to date you, anyway?” Tredd chimes in. Sonitus waves his hand. "Probably more than would date you. Can't remember having seen you dating anyone?" He grins. “Just because I’m not hanging a lantern on it doesn’t mean it’s not happening!” Tredd defends himself.“Oh? So who are you dating then?” Nyx wants to know curiously. “Yeah, who’d possibly be resilient enough to endure you?” Crowe giggles. "Yes, tell us." Sonitus interjects. "Tredd, you hang a lantern on anything, don't act like it were different if you dated someone." Pelna grins, turning his attention to the redhead. Luche, still leaning against the counter, holds his breath glancing at the others over the rim of his cup hoping Tredd can hold his tongue.Before the redhead can answer though the door to the break room flies open. "There you are." Drautos booms, looking anything but happy. "Shouldn't you all be in training already?" He adds, glaring at the assembled Glaives. “Wow, that mood. What a contrast.” Nyx whispers, causing Crowe to chuckle slightly. “But, we have all day, sir!” Tredd retorts, raising an eyebrow while Axis just gets up."I bet no one's dating him." Pelna whispers back, trying to hide a giggle. "And that's a reason to sit on your hands and chitchat like some blabbermouths?" Drautos growls back. Luche quickly empties his cup to leave the break room while Sonitus gets up as well. "Get moving. Just because you're off duty you can't just slack around the whole day." Drautos casts them all another glare.“Gods, the Niffs must really give him a hard time, his mood is really unbearable.” Libertus whispers, getting up as well. Axis leaves with Sonitus. He does not feel like discussing the matter any further. Tredd sighs and rushes out of the door right after them. Nyx just shrugs and leaves with Libertus, Pelna and Crowe. They could always talk some more after training.
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The next day after training Nyx takes a shower and changes into casual wear before he makes his way to Cor’s office. He takes a little detour however, to get a box of Galahdian snacks. Assuming that the marshal didn’t find the time to eat, and not having eaten anything himself he wants to combine business with pleasure. The cardboard box in his hands he arrives at Cor’s office and knocks.“Come in!” Monica calls and smiles when she sees Nyx. “The marshal’s in his office,” She says with a wink, “Have a nice evening.” Nyx thanks her with a sheepish grin and then walks over to Cor’s door to knock softly. "Come in." Cor calls from the inside. A short ruffling of paper can be heard, probably the marshal is storing away what he was working on before they leave.With a smile, Nyx enters the office. “Hey.” He greets quietly, closing the door again behind himself. “I hope you haven’t eaten yet.” He adds, holding up the box that emanates a delicious smell. Cor looks up, answering the smile with a soft smile of his own. "As it happens, I really haven't eaten yet." He replies, glancing at the box curiously. The marshal puts away the folder he is still holding, then grabs his jacket and a messenger bag. "I'm good to go." He states, motioning towards the door.“Good.” Nyx beams, keeping the ‘I thought as much’ to himself. Instead, he leaves the office again, waiting for Cor to follow. “Lead the way.” He asks him then, smiling softly again. The marshal nods, slinging the bag around his shoulders and locking the office behind himself. "Have a nice evening, Monica." He turns to the woman at the desk. "Isn't Pelna going to pick you up tonight?" He inquires.Monica smiles ones more and makes a shooing gesture. “You too, both of you. Pelna should be on the way, he probably just can’t decide what takeaway to grab for dinner.” She retorts, an amused undertone in her voice. “Sounds like Pelna.” Nyx confirms snickering. Cor chuckles slightly, then moves towards the door. "We better leave." He smiles, heading out of the ante chamber as well and towards the exit of the citadel.Most of those they pass by on their way out cast them a good mixture of glances ranging from curious over stern to disapproving. Cor ignores them all deliberately. "I hope Titus isn't forcing training session to hard at the moment? He seems to be rather tense since that last mission." He asks, looking over at Nyx.Nyx shakes his head. “Nah, nothing we’re not used to. He’s a bit finicky at the moment, but that’s about all.” He retorts truthfully while he walks next to the marshal. “Where are we going?” he wants to know curiously, ignoring the looks they get as well. "To the subway?" Cor answers mysteriously, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. "And then to the park. It's a nice evening, so I thought it might be nice to be outside." He adds walking into the direction of the next station.Raising an eyebrow Nyx glances at Cor, trying to figure out where he might want to go by subway, but then smiles warmly. “That sounds pretty good. I love to spend time outside, no matter the weather.” He mutters. "I guessed as much." The marshal answers while they walk down the stairs to the platforms."There are pavilions scattered all over the park, some with benches to just sit on and some have a chess table. As I said, I brought my own board this time. So we can see if we can solve that draw from our last game." Cor smiles softly, stopping at the platform to wait for their train to arrive. Nyx chuckles slightly. “Admit it, you weren’t giving it your all.” He claims, eyeing the marshal with interest. “I can’t remember being a match for anyone.”Cor shrugs, giving his best to look innocent. "I did. But even a strategist like me can make mistakes and leave a door wide open." He answers, glancing into the tunnel from where the typical screeching tells them that their train is about to arrive. Once it stops in front of them they can get in. It is not that full yet so they can easily find a place to sit.“Is that so?” Nyx inquires once he sits, leaning back in his seat. “I mean, I enjoyed it anyway. Might have had something to do with the company, too.” Cor nods again. "It is." He confirms. "I did, too. It's been a while since I had the chance to take the time to play. And have nice company with it as well." He adds."I used to play with friends every now and again but right now we're all so tied up..." The marshal stops for a moment, glancing over at Nyx. "I'm glad I owed you that drink." He winks. Taking a deep breath, Nyx nods softly. “Yeah.” He mutters quietly, but smiles again right after. “I’m glad that I was brazen enough to ask.” He retorts.Cor makes a face, then shakes his head. "I wouldn't call that brazen." He states. "I may be the marshal of the Crownsguard but that doesn't make me somewhat untouchable or unspeakable to. Bad enough people see me as unapproachable." He adds, glancing out of the window for a moment. Even though there is not much to see then darkness and their reflection in the glass.“Maybe you should work on your image, then?” Nyx offers with an amused grin. “Although… Thinking about it, I actually like it.” He adds, tilting his head to the side. “I mean, I love challenges.” He says cheekily with a wink. "I am who I am." Cor answers with a crooked smile. "Do you now? Maybe I should give my best then." He adds with a wink.They arrive at the station from where they can get to the park, so Cor gets up to leave the train. “Implying that you’d actually want me to try.” Nyx states teasingly while he follows the marshal out of the train and up the escalator to the surface. "Could be, who knows?" Cor smiles mysteriously again, turning into the direction of the park once they reach the surface.It is not far to the park from here. They reach it after only a few minutes of walking. It greets them with the pleasant smell of blooming flowers, fresh, green grass, and the occasional bird chirping. Nyx takes a deep breath, inhaling the fresh air deeply. “This is so much better than the rest of the city.” He sighs, taking in the view of colorful flowers and lush green in the late afternoon sun."It is." Cor nods, turning to a path that is slightly less used towards a beautifully laid out pond. On the way are already several pavilions but the marshal ignores them walking towards one that is partially covered in vines of ivy and climbing roses. The latter has the first blooming rose buds emanating a soft, enjoyable, and somehow comforting smell.Nyx’s gaze wanders over the pond and all the flowers blooming. A soft smile curls his lips as he walks next to Cor. When the marshal’s desired pavilion comes into sight, the smile on Nyx’s face grows even wider. “It’s beautiful.” He whispers in admiration. "Yes, it is." Cor nods. "And it is rather secluded, so we can play without being disturbed. Most people prefer the ones not so grown in." He smiles, holding some vines out of the way like a curtain to let Nyx enter. IInside is a table carved from stone with a chess board inlay made of slate and quartz as well as two strong wooden chairs, nailed to the ground so no one can take them away. Cor sets his bag down on one chair. He opens it and pulls out a carved wooden box which he sets on the table. By the looks of it this contains the chessboard and figures. The chessboard is followed by a bottle of wine and two plastic cups. "Sorry that I couldn't bring better glasses." Cor winks nodding at the plastic cups.Getting comfortable on one of the chairs, Nyx watches Cor as he unpacks his bag. “Now I am really curious how come you know this place.” He asks and then smiles warmly when he notices the wine. “You really got it.” He says softly, placing the box he brought next to the bottle. “I don’t think that anyone minds the glasses.” He adds with a wink."To be honest I just came by after I acquired the wine yesterday." Cor answers, sitting down as well. He pulls a bottle opener out of the bag as well and opens the bottle of wine. "I was looking for a good place to have some wine and play chess but also to have some privacy. So the pavilions here in the park were my best guess but this one here I really only discovered yesterday." He explains pouring some wine into the plastic cups."They told me in the store that the wine needs to breathe for a while, so I'd say we let it sit in the cups for a few minutes." Cor adds, then starts to set up the chess figures. The box is beautifully crafted with carved images of the gods of Eos. The theme continues in the figures itself with Shiva, Leviathan, Titan and Ramuh depicting king and queen as well as all the other figures resembling Ifrit and Bahamut. From the looks of it, the box, the board, and the figures seem to be hand carved.Leaning back in his chair, Nyx blinks a few times, a happy smile on his lips. Eventually he averts his gaze, furtively wiping his eyes. As perceptive as the marshal is, he registers the movement and looks up. "Is everything alright?" He wants to know sounding a bit concerned. Nyx nods, returning his gaze to Cor while he still smiles softly. He looks clearly touched. “Yes. It’s just… nobody ever made such an effort for me. I really appreciate that.” He replies quietly.Instantly the marshal looks relieved. "It really is no effort. I..." For a moment he hesitates. "I was just afraid to have stirred any sad memories or so. That's nothing I would like to do right now. Or ever but that might not entirely be avoidable." There is a warm shimmer in Cor's blue eyes, he really seems to care about how Nyx feels. "But as I said, it really is no effort, I just want us to have a nice time together."Immediately Nyx shakes his head. “No, no you didn’t. This place is beautiful. I feel quite content. You just really hit my taste; I like it here. And it is even better with you.” He assures the marshal, giving him a warm smile that reflects in his eyes. Cor smiles back just as warmly. "That's something I can only give back." He replies softly and turns the board so white points towards Nyx."So, the board is set, white starts as usual." He states. "And I think the wine might have breathed enough so..." The marshal grabs his plastic cup and holds it up to clink glasses with Nyx. “Now you’re flattering me.” The Glaive mumbles, taking his cup as well. “To a nice evening in great company and… a final decision on our match.” He says with a wink.Cor chuckles in amusement. "Yeah, we'll see to that." He nods regarding the game of chess. He softly nudges his cup against Nyx's then takes a sip from his wine. He takes his time to grasp the whole taste of the wine with all its nuances. "This really is an interesting one." Cor nods towards the bottle, taking another sip before he sets the cup down again.Nyx follows Cor’s example and then smiles once more. “Yes, spicy with a soft sweetness. It’s nice to drink, hence its name. Some people just don’t notice how they get drunk.” He comments with a grin. Once he set his cup down as well he casts a glance at the board to make his first move. "I can imagine that." Cor agrees. From the looks and feel of it, the figures are really hand carved, very detailed on top of that, often played but very well tended to. They have a nice smooth feel to the hand.Nyx eyes the figure he plays for a moment, and then places it on its new field. “Where did you get that game? I haven’t seen anything like it yet.” He asks curiously. "This has been in my possession for a very long time now." Cor sounds a bit nostalgic, pondering on his own opening move. "It is one of the first things I acquired from the first money I earned myself." He answers, making his own move."It was made by a carpenter back in Altissia. He made the finest stairs, window frames and all those things. In his free time he created stuff like this." Cor nods towards the chess board. “It’s nice.” Nyx retorts, observing Cor’s action. “So you must really be into chess, then.” He assesses, looking thoughtful for a moment, before he moves one of his figures on the board."I am." The marshal nods. "It's a good training for the mind and I find it a great way to relax." He adds, glancing up at Nyx for a moment. "And to get to know someone." Cor smiles mischievously, then responds to the Glaive's last move. “It’s a lot better sitting outside. Although… I hope you brought at least one candle, because once the sun has set it might become a little dark. Or we use our smartphone’s lights.” Nyx ponders, returning the smile contently.For a moment he eyes the board. When he looks up again, a cheeky grin curls his lips as he claims one of Cor’s figures. “Sorry, not sorry.” He flutes, giving his opposite a wink. The marshal nods acknowledging. "That was a good move." He praises. "And yes, I have a light source. We won't have to sit in darkness." He adds with another smile. The move may have been a good one but Cor would not be the strategist he is if he had not a counter for that as well.“Always well prepared.” Nyx chuckles, taking a sip from his wine. It takes a moment, before he makes his move, glancing over at Cor once he is done, a dreamy expression in his eyes. "That's just the long time of practice I already have." The marshal answers smirking and takes a sip from his wine. He catches the expression in the other man's eyes, responding to it with a soft smile and a brighter warm shimmer in his own eyes. He sets his plastic cup down, then makes his next move after some pondering.“Well, when it comes to survival I’m pretty experienced as well.” Nyx remarks with a soft smile, responding to Cor’s move after a moment. The marshal smirks. "I can see that." He states, resting his chin in his hand to ponder about his next move. Every now and again he glances over at Nyx while he should be concentrating on the game. It takes a few minutes until he makes a decision and moves a figure accordingly.“I once tamed a coeurl,” Nyx tells Cor with a mischievous grin. “I might try on a lion, too. A challenge is a challenge, after all.” He adds, a mixture of amusement and affection on his face. Cor looks up from the chessboard and into Nyx’s eyes. For a blink of an eye or two he does not say anything. Of course he gets the implication of the other man's words and the expression on his face and in his eyes clearly tell that he might certainly like that.Cor clears his throat, not taking his eyes off Nyx. "You see, I really enjoy your company and I get that you feel the same way." He starts to speak softly. "And to be honest, I wouldn't mind continuing with that and see where it takes us." Cor pauses for a moment, affection and care lighting up in his eyes."But we live in times of war. We both could be sent out on a mission any time without the possibility for contact and sometimes with an unknown duration, missions that could be our last anytime. I don't want to make any promises I can't keep and I don't want to have you feel hurt because I might not be able to reach out to you." The marshal continues to speak softly. "I just want that to be clear before we pursue what is forming between us."Nyx blinks a few times and then swallows hard when Cor starts to speak. Holding his breath he looks at the other man, not daring to move for a moment, until the direction the marshal’s speech is going becomes obvious. A soft smile spreads on the Glaive’s lips, growing wider and wider until it reaches his eyes, lighting them up with joy and a hint of relief.“I know that.” Nyx replies quietly once Cor falls silent. “And I’m no one to give up that easily. It might be hard sometimes, and it might even lead to an unhappy ending none of us can influence, but that’s all the more reason to cherish the time we do have and make the best out of it.” He adds, locking eyes with Cor, his affection clearly reflecting in his eyes."Well, in that case..." Cor answers softly, getting up and bowing over the chess table. "I guess we might need to postpone that chess decision again. Because I think we better use the time we have. " He whispers, reaching out to Nyx. His fingertipps caress over the other man's face, slowly but destined. Once he reaches his chin he bows down a bit more, trying to pull Nyx a bit closer to place a kiss on his lips."Well, in that case..." Cor answers softly, getting up and bowing over the chess table. "I guess we might need to postpone that chess decision again. Because I think we better use the time we have." He whispers, reaching out to Nyx. His fingertips caress the other man's face, slowly but destined. Once he reaches his chin he bows down a bit more, trying to pull Nyx a bit closer to place a kiss on his lips.Nyx blinks again, looking confused for a split second, then he smiles again. Closing his eyes he leans into the touch, once more holding his breath while he can feel his heart starting to race in his chest. Letting Cor have his way he lifts his head a bit, shivering slightly when the marshal’s lips touch his own. He gently returns the kiss, supporting his weight on the tabletop with both hands to get up as well.When he ends the kiss Cor's lips linger for a moment just in front of Nyx’s while he looks directly into the other man's eyes. His own shine warmly and happily. Since this position is all but comfortable, he lets go of Nyx for a moment, only to walk around the table to stand right in front of him. Again, he reaches out, this time to pull the other one into his arms and another loving kiss.The expression in Nyx’s eyes is a mixture of slight unbelief, happiness, and pure affection. He wraps his arms around Cor, gladly returning the kiss while he snuggles up to him. The marshal wraps his arms closer around the other man savoring the closeness. He closes his eyes, parting his lips a bit as an invitation to intensify the kiss.Accepting the invitation, Nyx’s tongue gently brushes over Cor’s lips before he deepens the kiss, exploring the marshal’s mouth. One of the Glaive’s hands travels up Cor’s back, tenderly caressing the back of his neck, before he cards through the short, brown hair. Cor shivers slightly under the touch, pulling Nyx even closer. With one hand he holds the other man close, the other hand wanders into Nyx's neck, lovingly fondling through the braids and the hair.As little as the marshal wants to, at some point he has to break the kiss in order to catch some breath. He does not let go of Nyx though. Once they break the kiss, Nyx first takes a deep breath. Then he glances at Cor, a dreamy expression on his face while he gently runs his fingers along the marshal’s jawline. “This is even better than chess, isn’t it?” he whispers softly, seeming quite content."It is indeed." Cor whispers back, leaning into the touch. "What about we pack that chessboard and find somewhere more comfortable than here?" He suggests warmly. Nyx hums appreciatively, squinting over at their table. “We still have wine and snacks.” He mutters, stealing another kiss from Cor’s lips before he hesitantly lets go of him."That's true." The marshal nods, returning the kiss before he loosens his embrace. He quickly packs the chessboard away, puts the cork firmly back onto the wine bottle and stores both into his bag. "Shall I put those in there as well?" He points at the cardboard-box. Nyx nods and hands the box over to Cor. “Where are we going?” he then asks curiously."I'd say we go to my place?" The marshal suggests. "It's probably closer and maybe there are less curious eyes." He adds with a wink while he puts the box into his bag as well, then slings it around his shoulders. Nyx chuckles slightly. “And it’s probably way bigger and with less clothes scattered around.” He claims, motioning for Cor to lead the way."That probably is also true. I keep hearing I spend too much time in the office." The marshal winks, then starts to walk out of the park, although into a different direction than the one they came from. Nyx walks next to Cor, a soft smile on his lips. “Yes, Monica mentioned that several times. You should really listen to her.” He says, pondering for a moment. “I’m curious to see how you live.”Cor sways his head. "Yeah, she is kind of right but there is always so much to do. Not only the paperwork but also training the Crownsguard or at least overseeing their training and many other things that are rather boring to talk about right now." He smirks at Nyx. "I'm thankful that I have Monica to deal with a lot of the day to day business, unexpected visitors and the like. Otherwise I'd probably really live in the office." Cor snickers, while they leave the park and he turns down a street that leads to his place.“I hope you have a reason now, to call it a day when usual people do.” Nyx says softly, eyeing the marshal from the side, a loving expression in his eyes. “I mean… you’re really doing a lot. I understand your loyalty to the king, but even someone like you needs to relax from time to time, or else you’ll just grow a migraine or worse.” He adds calmly."Don't mention it." Cor sighs, rubbing his forehead for a moment, indicating that he is already suffering from at least migraine-like headaches quite often. "But yes, now I really have a reason to re-arrange my priorities and end my office day earlier than I used to." He nods, casting Nyx a charming smile. “I know a thing or two against headache.” Nyx tells Cor, softly shaking his head.“You really need someone to take care of you, huh?” The Glaive adds then, partly amused, and partly concerned. "I certainly have no objections to dive deeper into techniques that clear off headaches." The marshal answers with a slight grin. "Maybe a bit. But more like a good reason to remember that there is more than work." He looks over at Nyx, a warm shimmer in his eyes."Although it seems like I found that now." Cor adds softly, turning down another street and stopping in front of a building a few minutes later. "And there we are." Looking around with interest, Nyx comes to a halt. His gaze moves up the building then back to Cor. “Not quite my budget.” He states with a sheepish grin. “Let me guess, you live in a penthouse, right?” he asks curiously."Not exactly the penthouse, no. But probably a bit more spacious than the room you have." Cor admits, pushing the door to the building open. A stair leads up to the upper floors as well as an elevator, which Cor just calls by pushing the button. “Every place is more spacious than mine, but to be honest I never really cared, let alone tried to find something else.” He mutters, following the marshal inside.The elevator doors slide open with a soft hydraulic hiss. "They were never meant to be used that long." Cor mumbles regarding the rooms in the Kingsglaive's barracks. He pushes the button to one of the upper floors and the doors close with another soft hiss. “Yeah, I know. But it seems like whatever we do, the Niffs are always one step ahead.” Nyx retorts and shakes his head.Cor nods and frowns silently. He does not pursue the topic further, as it would definitely ruin their evening. And that is something that no one wants. The elevator stops at the right floor with a quiet 'bing' and the doors open again, hissing softly. "See not really the penthouse." Cor winks, stepping out of the elevator and towards the door to his apartment. He opens the door, stepping aside to let Nyx in.“I bet you still have a nice view.” Nyx says as he enters the flat. He leaves his shoes and jacket by the door and waits for Cor to follow him. "I do." The marshal nods, closing the door. He gets rid of shoes and jacket himself. "Shall I give you a tour?" He asks with a slight grin, the bag still in his hand. “Yes, please.” Nyx nods in agreement, curiosity clearly written all over his face.Cor smiles making an inviting gesture. "With pleasure." With that he shows Nyx around. It is a nice apartment. Spacious but not too big for a single person with a formidable view in the direction of the park. While touring his flat, Cor leaves the bag in the kitchen where it can sit and wait until they feel hungry or the need for some snacks.“Nice place.” Nyx comments, stopping in front of the windows to have a thorough look outside. “And the view is amazing.” He mumbles, taking in the scenery for a moment before he turns around to smile at Cor. "It is." The marshal nods, his eyes on Nyx, not on the view outside. "Shall we get the snacks and the wine and get comfortable here?" He asks, nodding towards a small couch that is tugged into a corner close to the window so one can sit comfortably and enjoy the scenery.Noticing the look, Nyx chuckles slightly. “Flatterer.” He says softly, walking over to the marshal to steal a soft kiss from his lips. “Sounds perfect.” He agrees and then turns towards the kitchen, so they can get everything they need. "Just stating the truth." Cor grins then nods. In the kitchen he grabs two wine glasses from the shelf as well as two plates for whatever snack is waiting for them.“I could say the same about you. I liked to watch you training. Or even just standing around.” Nyx tells Cor and grabs the Box and the bottle, so they can move back to the living room. "Now, you are flattering me." Cor grins, actually sounding a bit flattered. His blue eyes shine even more. The marshal is clearly enjoying himself and having Nyx here.In front of the couch is a tiny table where he puts the plates and the glasses onto. Then he reaches out motioning for Nyx to hand him the bottle so he can remove the cork again. Nyx does as asked and sits down on the sofa. Smiling lovingly he shrugs. “Seriously, your eyes are amazing.” He states honestly."And now you are absolutely exaggerating." Cor answers, pulling the cork out of the bottle again to pour them a glass each. "On the other hand, I could just give that back." He adds with a smile, taking his glass to take a sip. “I’m not.” Nyx insists, looking rather surprised afterwards. He blinks a few times and then smiles warmly, taking his glass as well. “Well then, to a relaxed evening.” He toasts, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes.Cor nods, clinking his glass against Nyx’s before taking a sip. "So, what have you brought to eat for us?" He asks, curiously eyeing the box. After taking a sip himself the Glaive puts his glass down, giving Cor a mysterious look. “I thought I would bring something from home.” He says vaguely and opens the box. Inside there are some delicious smelling pastries.They are clearly filled with meat, onions and red paprika. Some of them are made with sheep cheese and some are not. “They’re not too spicy, but they’re pretty tasty.” Nyx explains, an innocent look on his face. "So they might as well go with the wine?" Cor inquires, looking at the pastries for a moment. Then he grabs one that probably has meat in it. Those little baked things really smell delicious, so he takes a bite, a small one at first, to catch the taste, which is obviously nice, so the next bite is a bigger one.“Yes, they do.” Nyx replies, observing the marshal closely as he tries the pastries. Grabbing one for himself he grins slightly. “They’re good, no?” he wants to know unobtrusively. "They really are." Cor agrees, taking his glass to have a nip of wine mix with the food in his mouth. "And they perfectly match with the wine." He adds. The marshal really seems to like it.Nyx chuckles slightly. “We Galahdians know a lot about good food and a proper drink.” He says, relishing his own pastry. “I hope you don’t mind malboros?” he asks innocently. Cor, just about to take another bite, hesitates and squints over at Nyx. "Malboro you say?" He sounds like he wants to make sure he heard correctly.Of course, the marshal did not mishear what the Glaive said. A moment he ponders, then shrugs. "Well, surprising that something that stinks that heavily can taste so well." Cor states taking another bite. Nyx cannot help but to laugh in amusement. “Looks like you passed.” He chuckles then, scooting a bit closer so he can lean on Cor.The marshal lifts an eyebrow. "Passed what?" He asks continuing to eat and taking another sip from the wine. Shifting a bit he changes his position to make it a bit more comfortable for them both while eating. “My little test.” Nyx retorts with a crooked grin. “You can’t attend a real Galahdian party if you can’t stand malboro.” He says jokingly before he continues eating.Once again Cor lifts an eyebrow. "You tested me?" For a moment he sounds like not believing it but then nods and grins. "Well, it's a fair point." He agrees with another nod. "I'm glad, I passed the test." He adds. An affectionate smile on his lips, he finishes the pastry and washes the rest of it down with his wine. "Because otherwise I might not be able to continue with this." The marshal turns and leans over to Nyx to kiss him again.“I might have made an exception, just for you.” Nyx whispers against Cor’s lips before he returns the kiss tenderly, wrapping both arms around the marshal to pull him close. Cor smiles into the kiss, lowering his eyelids a bit, wrapping both arms around the other man as well. When he breaks the kiss again, his blue eyes sparkle warmly and lovingly. "We've played chess, we've eaten and drank wine, I'd say we get a bit more comfortable, shall we?" He asks softly.Tilting his head to the side Nyx grins widely. “You forgot the kissing, but yeah, whatever you like, I’m in.” he says with a wink, not letting go of Cor. "Oh well, we're still doing that so I wouldn't put that into past tense." Cor whispers, sounding rather amused. "And I intend to do a lot more of it." He adds, kissing Nyx again, more intensely. One hand wanders to the other man's neck again, while he pulls the Glaive even closer.Nyx hums appreciatively into the kiss while he returns it, gladly deepening it. Placing one hand in the back of Cor’s neck to keep him from pulling back he savors it as long as it lasts. "I'd suggest we move places; this couch is a tad bit too small; I think." The marshal whispers once they break the kiss for some air.“No objections.” Nyx whispers back, loosening the embrace so he and Cor can get up. Once he got up, the marshal pulls the other man into his arms again. Kissing Nyx once more, only pausing to navigate or catch his breath, he maneuvers them both over to his bedroom. There he breaks the kiss to catch his breath for a few moments, his hands wandering from Nyx’s back to his chest and from there to the collar of his shirt clearly destined to get rid of it. And all the other fabrics they really do not need at the moment.Panting for air, Nyx chuckles slightly, a mixture of amusement and surprise sparkling in his eyes. He clearly enjoys what they are doing, so his own hands travel along Cor’s sides until he grabs the hem of the marshal’s shirt to return the favor. Once their shirts are gone, they kiss again, taking their time for mutual exploration with lips and hands. They would not get too much sleep tonight, but right now none of them cares.
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Even though there was not much sleep to be found that night Cor awakes at his usual time, which is rather early in the morning. The sun is just rising over the never sleeping city's skyline. It takes a moment, to realize what happened that last evening, the last night but when it comes back to him a smile instantly appears on his lips. He turns his head to look at Nyx, observing the other man as long as he sleeps.His face nuzzled into Cor’s shoulder, Nyx looks calm and content in his sleep. He has one arm wrapped around the marshal and it is pretty obvious that he is not going to wake up soon unless someone wakes him. For a very long time if not the first time in his life, Cor is not in a hurry. So he takes a few minutes to savor the view and closeness of Nyx beside him.But the marshal would not be himself if he did not start to feel a little bit restless just laying around. He shifts a bit to turn and place a kiss on Nyx’s cheek to wake him up. Nyx stirs, blinking sleepily. “Don’t wake me yet, that dream is too lovely.” He murmurs, closing his eyes again. Cor giggles softly, lifting his hand, he softly brushes over Nyx’s hair. "I don't think that a dream could be lovelier than having breakfast together?" He asks, a warm yet amused tone in his voice.Nyx chuckles slightly, prying his eyes open once more. “I meant you, but since you haven’t disappeared yet, I think I can trust it’s reality.” He says, smiling lovingly at Cor. “So yes, I’d like breakfast with you.” The marshal turns a bit to place a kiss on Nyx’s lips. "I don't intend to just disappear." He winks. "But I'm afraid you need to let go off me so I can prepare coffee and breakfast." Cor adds smiling.“Sorry.” Nyx mutters after he gently returned the kiss and grins innocently before he pulls his arm back so Cor can get up. The marshal climbs out of bed, grabs fresh clothes from his wardrobe and leaves the bedroom. Cor strolls into the kitchen and sets the coffee machine to work before he moves on to the bathroom for a quick shower. When he gets back to the kitchen, the coffee machine is nearly done. He starts to set the table with everything a good breakfast needs.Once Cor is done showering, Nyx enters the bathroom to get ready for the day. Waking up in the marshal’s apartment – after last night no less – still feels a bit unreal, but the way their game of chess went makes him really happy. After a good shower and fixing his braids he heads into the kitchen in yesterday’s clothes.When Nyx enters the kitchen Cor just finishes his preparations and sets a pan with fried bacon and scrambled eggs onto the table. "Perfect timing." He smiles, pouring them both a cup of coffee, then sits down. Nyx takes a seat as well, smiling softly at Cor. “You’re spoiling me.” He states, reaching out to grab his cup. “That smells delicious.” He sighs contently, leaving open if he means the coffee or the eggs."I haven't even begun to spoil you." Cor smiles, loading some eggs and bacon on each of their plates. "I hope it matches your taste." He winks certainly meaning the malboro pastries from the night before. “I’m really not used to someone making me breakfast.” Nyx replies appreciatively. “Not since I came to Insomnia, that is.” He tells Cor and then laughs. “Don’t worry, Lucian food is different, but not bad at all, so yeah.”The Glaive grins slightly and then tries the eggs, lifting the corner of his mouth. From the look of it they are very tasty. "Then it's time you get used to it because I'll do so any time you stay at my place." Cor smiles lovingly, taking a sip from his coffee. Then he turns to his filled plate, grabbing a slice of fresh bread to eat it together with the eggs.“I might try to cook every once in a while, if you let me.” Nyx offers, relishing his breakfast. “And don’t worry, it doesn’t always involve malboro.” He adds with a wink. Cor chuckles in amusement. "I really like the thought of that." He answers enjoying his breakfast. Nyx smiles contently. “I could do that next time we see each other.” He ponders, digging into his food."You could do that." The marshal nods. He looks at Nyx, obviously thinking for a few minutes. "Regarding that, I’ve been wondering about something since we had our drink." Cor starts to speak. "How do I put that right?" He ponders, although that question seems to be more a rhetorical one."Just to make it clear, I don't mind the glances and looks people cast at you and at us being together. If it was just that I had never fasted a thought. But... I am the marshal of the Crownsguard, you are a member of the Kingsglaive. We both serve the king and in this war. Yet, there are people who envy me my position. People that might think me being in a relationship with you could be used against me.Our enemy could find out, could deem this a way to hurt me and manipulate me." Cor pauses for a moment. "I don't want to place you in a position that could prove a threat to you. That's why I've been wondering whether it might be better we keep our relationship a secret." Cor concludes.Listening intently, Nyx nods. “Yeah, I kept thinking about that as well. Someone could try to use you or your wellbeing to force information from me, or vice versa. I don’t mind anyone staring either, but I wouldn’t want to risk that.” He replies calmly. Cor smiles in relief. "I'm glad to hear that we're thinking the same." He nods. "Now that this is clear. When did you want to come over to cook for me again?" The marshal winks mischievously.Nyx chuckles slightly. “I might not be able to keep it a secret among my friends, though. They’re the only family I have left.” He tells Cor honestly and then grins widely. “Whenever you want me to?” he adds happily. The marshal nods. "Understandable and I wouldn't ask you to keep it from them. It would be hard to hide anyway with Pelna dating Monica." He grins."What about the day after tomorrow? I have a lot that I really need to get done by the end of the day tomorrow but the day after I could be able to call it a day earlier." Cor offers, finishing his breakfast. “Sure.” Nyx agrees with a smile. “Have a nice morning answering Monica’s questions.” He flutes afterwards, a lovingly teasing look in his eyes.Being done with his breakfast himself, the Glaive puts their dishes together and gets up to place them in the sink. "I might fare slightly better with her than you with your friends." Cor winks, getting up as well. "Thank you." He comments on the removal of the dishes, quickly putting any food away, that is left on the table."Just leave it there I'll tend to it tonight." The marshal adds regarding the dishes, stepping closer to Nyx. He reaches out to pull the other man into his arms and kiss him tenderly, before they have to get ready to leave. Hugging Cor tightly, Nyx gladly returns the kiss. He seems content and happy, even though he will have to deal with his friends.Holding the kiss as long as possible, Cor wraps his arms tightly around the other man, holding him close as long as the kiss lasts. "Shall we head to the citadel?" He asks softly when he eventually ends the kiss. Nyx hums in agreement, a dreamy expression on his face. Hesitantly he releases Cor and nods. “I still have to get changed, anyway.”The marshal snickers slightly. "Well in that case we may better hurry." He states, placing another soft kiss on Nyx’s lips before letting go of him. He grabs the messenger bag and wants to makes his way to the door so they can leave. Nyx returns the kiss softly and then follows, putting his shoes and jacket on before leaving the apartment.Not far from the building Cor lives in is a subway station. From there they can take the next train to the citadel. It is still early in the morning, apart from the first working people no one is up and about yet. They can easily find a good place to sit until they reach the closest station to the citadel. Here, as well as the rest of the city, it is not too busy yet, making it easy for Nyx to slip to his room to change clothes unseen while Cor makes his way to his office.Before Nyx sneaks back into the barracks though, he takes a cautious look around, making sure that there is nobody who could see them. “You still need to give me your number.” He says, pulling Cor into a short embrace to steal a quick kiss from his lips. "You could have given me yours as well." The marshal answers with a wink, returning the kiss before he starts to rummage in his messenger bag. A few moments later he pulls out a small piece of paper and scribbles his number on it. He folds the paper and hands it to Nyx. "Here you go."Chuckling in amusement, Nyx takes the note and shoves it into his pocket. “You know, you could have typed it into my phone as well.” He teases and steals another kiss. “I should go, before I won’t be able to leave anymore. Have a nice day. I’ll text you later.” He adds softly. "Nah, you know I'm an old man, doing nostalgic things." Cor winks, returning that kiss as well. "I'll be waiting for it." He adds regarding texting. "I hope your friends don't bombard you too much with questions." He reaches out for a soft and quick caress over Nyx’s cheek, then turns to walk to his office.Nyx smiles full of affection, watching Cor go for a moment before he turns to head to his quarters. On the way he takes out the marshal’s note to save his number in his smartphone’s contacts. After putting it back into his pocket he types a short text, a gleeful smile on his lips: “And I love you for that, ‘old man’.” Still grinning he slips into his room to take a fresh uniform out of his wardrobe and get changed.Cor just reaches his office when he gets Nyx’s message. He pulls out his phone to read it, a happy and loving smile appearing on his face. Just about to text back, he is disrupted from his thoughts. "I knew you love your work but looking that much forward to it seems kinda weird." Drautos approaches the marshal, two paper cups that let off the unmistakable smell of one of the best coffee shops in town in hand, pointing at the smile on Cor's face with one of them."I hope you didn't have one yet." The captain adds, holding out one cup to his friend. "I did have coffee but I will certainly not turn down one of these. Thank you." Cor puts his phone away and grabs the offered coffee, before he opens the door to the ante chamber, leaving it open for Drautos to follow."So, what brings you here in the morning?" The marshal asks walking through the room, passing Monica's desk and then enters his office. "Can a friend not just check in on a friend?" Drautos answers innocently, closing the door behind them and then follows Cor."Of course, you can, Titus. Any time, as you should know." The marshal answers, putting his bag down on his chair. "Good." Drautos smiles amicably. "So, why the good mood? You're not really that happy to spend the day in this office, right?" He asks. Cor chuckles. "No, definitively not." He sits down on the edge of his desk, taking a sip from the coffee.Drautos stands in front of him, looking at the marshal and waiting for an answer. "Well, I just had a very nice evening." Cor eventually answers. His eyes still shimmer happily and he radiates a certain kind of relaxation. "Did you? I heard you left work earlier as usual yesterday. Finally found that there is more to life than paperwork you don't want to delegate?" Drautos lifts an eyebrow, looking at Cor curiously and quizzically."I absolutely did, yes." The marshal nods. He cannot help a happy smile flitting over his face. "No way!" Drautos acts all the surprised but delighted friend. "Tell me. Is it someone I know?" He asks. His appetite for information, useful information that can be turned into an asset, a weapon, or a tool to get what he wants, is awakened.Cor just smiles mysteriously. "Maybe." He answers. "But, you know, a gentleman never tells." The marshal adds. "Tsk. And I thought we're friends." Drautos grumbles, really annoyed about the secretiveness. "Don't worry, my friend. I'll introduce you in time." Cor gets up and pats Drautos' shoulder."But I'm afraid right now, I need to get to work. As you probably need to do soon as well." The marshal adds with an amicable smile. Drautos huffs. "Yeah, don't remind me. How I wish that damned war would be over soon. Well then, enjoy your coffee and your secrets. I'll see myself out." The captain of the Kingsglaive turns and waves a goodbye over his shoulder. "See you around, my friend."The moment Drautos leaves, Monica arrives. “Good morning, Captain Drautos.” She greets respectfully, holding the door open for Titus to leave. "Good morning, Monica." Drautos greets back. "Thank you. Have a nice day." He adds, leaving the office to make his way to his own. Cor seizes the moment to pull out his phone again to text Nyx back before Monica can ask him anything. It takes a moment to find the words or better to sort out the words and make it a simple statement on his feelings: "Love you, too, 'cheeky boy'."Once Monica closed the door behind herself she walks over to Cor’s office. “Good morning!” she greets the marshal with an amicable smile. “I see you already have some coffee.” She states, tilting her head to the side. “Had a nice evening, yes?” Cor, still sitting on the edge of his desk, looks over at Monica. He still has the happy air about him. "Yes, I have and yes, I did." He nods, putting the phone away, the coffee still in the other hand. "How about you? Hope you didn't have to wait long yesterday."Monica smiles softly. “That is great to hear. That smile really suits you.” She replies with a wink and then shakes her head. “No, you were just out the door when Pelna picked me up.” She adds and grins conspiratorially. “So I take it I can just let Nyx in if he wants to see you?” Cor nods. "Yes, you can." He confirms. "Sounds like it's going well between you and Pelna?"“It is.” Monica smiles happily. “And it’s good to see you finally spending time on something else than work. It was about time.” She adds with a wink. "I keep hearing that." Cor comments winking regarding his sense of obligation for his work. "I'm happy and I'm glad you're happy, too." He smiles. "I may have to work longer today but you can leave as usual. Don't worry, I just want to get things done so I can leave earlier myself on the next days." He adds, getting up to walk around his desk and sit down on his chair.Monica chuckles slightly. “Alright, approved.” She retorts and walks back to the door. “Then I won’t keep you any longer. If you need new coffee, you know where to find it.” She tells him and waves casually. "Yes." Cor nods, waving a hand. After putting down his bag, he sits down and starts to work through the papers on his desk.Monica leaves the marshal’s office to prepare fresh coffee. It will be needed later anyway. With a cup of fresh coffee for herself she returns to her desk to tend to her own work for the day.
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Back in his own room, Nyx hurries to slip into his uniform. He did not meet anyone on the way here, so there is still some hope left that his absence last night has not been discovered yet. Not that he would care much, but it might keep his friends from too curious questions. Once changed he casts a quick glance at the clock and then rushes towards their break room.Just when he reaches it, his phone buzzes. He fumbles it out of his pocket with one hand while opening the door with the other. Reading Cor’s message a warm and happy smile spreads on his lips and his blue eyes literally shine. The break room is already filled with the rest of the Glaives.Luche leans against the counter not far from the coffee machine, keeping his distance as usual. Whether he notices Nyx's rather happy look is not apparent. Sonitus lounges on one of the chairs next to Axis, a cup of coffee in his hand. Pelna looks quite content himself, even in a better spirit than usual. "Good morning!" He greets Nyx. "What a rare occasion being the last to appear." Pelna adds eyeing Nyx very curiously.Tredd sits at the table, a cup of coffee in his hand. He yawns when Nyx enters the room. Crowe and Libertus wave, observing Nyx closely as he walks to the coffee machine to grab a coffee for himself. “Yeah, right, where have you been?” Axis wants to know, taking a sip from his cup. “And why that look?” Crowe inquires as well.Nyx just grins, taking his coffee to the table to sit down, too. “Had a nice evening, or what?” Tredd asks curiously. “Yeah, well, sometimes even I sleep in.” Nyx answers innocently. "Yeah right. You're usually as early up as our Mr. Ice cube over there." Sonitus comments, pointing at Luche, clearly not believing a word. The aforementioned blonde just lifts an eyebrow but stays silent. "Nyx, you're not the type to sleep in." Pelna states. "So spit it out already."“Nearly as early as Luche.” Axis corrects and grins. “Yeah, he’s not always the second!” Tredd agrees. “That one time where you came too early.” Crowe snorts in amusement. “He just fell out of bed.” Libertus comments dryly. Nyx chuckles while Tredd pouts, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “You of all people should know that I played chess with the marshal yesterday.” Nyx eventually addresses Pelna, still looking very innocent and quite happy."Riiight, only chess. I never knew chess made you that happy." The black-haired giggles. "Wait a moment. Didn't you play with him like two days ago?" Sonitus wonders, sitting up a bit taking a closer look at Nyx. "Why would one play chess that often?" He shakes his head. "Maybeee, because they ain't just playing chess." Pelna guesses grinning widely.“We had to sort out a draw!” Nyx claims, raising both hands in defense. “So. ‘Chess’ is the new word for sex now?” Crowe asks dryly. Tredd blinks and then splutters. “Yeah, right, because we’ve seen the marshal with someone so veeeery often!” he giggles. Axis snorts and shakes his head. “Says the one claiming to have someone but has never been seen with anyone.” He interjects."Given his happy smile, I'd say yes." Pelna agrees to Crowe's statement. "Speaking from experience?" Sonitus snorts in amusement. "Kind of, yes." The black-haired claims. "Hey, Tredd, maybe you should start playing chess. Seems like there are good catches to be made." Sonitus giggles turning to the redhead. “And you two should stop playing videogames and doing other nerdy stuff, you might find someone, as well!” Tredd shoots back.“As well? Where is your perfect match then?” Crowe wants to know curiously. The redhead rolls his eyes. “You’ll see soon enough.” He grumbles. “Yeah yeah.” Axis shakes his head. “When we’re old and grey.” He guesses. Nyx just grins innocently. At least he is off the hook for now. Sonitus snickers. "In your dreams." He grins towards Tredd."We all know who he has a crush on." Pelna winks and giggles, glancing over at Luche who acts as if he does not hear or at least does not care what the others are talking about. While everyone is giggling and laughing, the blonde sets down his empty cup. "I suggest we get to the training ground soon, unless you want Drautos to stomp in and unleash his auroral mood on all of us." He states in his usual neutral tone.Tredd groans and rolls his eyes. “Fuck you, Khara!” he grumbles, causing Nyx to chuckle slightly. “Training is a very good idea.” He flutes and empties his cup before he gets up. “Hey, someone stop him, he’s getting away without giving us proper information!” Axis complains. “Oh come on, we all know what happened.” Crowe shakes her head again. “Do we?” Libertus blinks.Pelna bursts out laughing and slaps Libertus on the back. "Even I get, that they didn't just play chess." He grins. "Please, I really don't need any further details. It's obvious enough and I don't find that thought really delightful." Sonitus states, shaking his head and holding out his hands. He empties his cup as well, then gets up. Looking at Axis he slightly nods towards the door giving the brunette a distinct glance. Pelna gets ready to move to the training grounds as well.“Nothing but sour grapes.” Already on the way to the door Nyx laughs. Seemingly nothing can crush his great mood today. “Pah, think what you want, showoff!” Tredd comments and leaves as well. “True.” Axis chuckles. “We’ll follow in a few minutes; I forgot something in my room.” He calls after the others and nods at Sonitus. “Hurry up if you don’t fancy cleaning duty!” Crowe calls back with a wide grin before she follows everyone else with Libertus."Yeah yeah. We'll be back in a jiffy." Sonitus waves a hand, leaving the break room, walking like they really wanted to get to the barracks. Once the others seem to be out of sight and earshot they turn towards Drautos' office. Luche, the last to leave the break room just sees them turn. Lifting an eyebrow he decides to follow. Somehow that does not look good.“So what are you going to tell the captain?” Axis whispers as he follows his friend, visibly unhappy about their task. "What do you think, huh?" Sonitus whispers back, lifting an eyebrow. "That Nyx seems to have something going on with the marshal. It's the second time they 'played chess'. And I go with Crowe's guess that that game of chess involved a lot of full body contact."Axis puffs his cheeks. “But… what if we’re wrong and they really only played chess? Drautos wouldn’t be happy and well… I still don’t like all this.” He sighs. Sonitus rubs his face. "I don't like it either. But the sooner we present something, the longer he will be busy with that and leave us be. Or so I hope." He answers. "And he said, I quote, 'report anything to me'. That's what I'm going to do. If I'm wrong, well I was just following orders." He adds with a shrug.Axis groans but stays silent otherwise. He just nods at the door to the captain’s office. Sonitus lifts a hand to knock at Drautos' door. Luche, who followed with enough distance to see but not hear them, stops, glancing around a corner. What are the two of them doing here? Not long after Sonitus knocked, they are ordered to enter.Axis opens the door to step inside, holding it open for Sonitus to follow. Drautos looks up from his desk eyeing the two men entering his office. "What do you want?" He asks, waiting until the door is closed before he continues. "So, I guess you're here to bring me some intel?" The captain adds, looking expectantly at Axis and Sonitus.Outside the office Luche creeps down the aisle slowly nearing the door. Since everybody is either training or on some other duty the hallway is deserted and the blonde can move unnoticed. Inside, Axis stands at attention, just nodding upon Drautos’ words.Sonitus stands at attention as well. "That we are sir." He confirms. "It happens that Nyx is claiming that he got fucked by the marshal." He states in a manner as if he would report on a mission or the like. For a moment Drautos looks as if not knowing whether to laugh out loud or not. "What?" He asks sounding like he does not really believe what the Glaive just said."Well, according to Nyx they've been out a few days ago, had a drink and played chess. And last evening they met again, he claims just to settle the draw but... you know. From his mood and the overall expression, I assume that game of chess involved mainly full body contact." Sonitus explains. Drautos stays silent for a moment, putting one and one together with the information he gained from his talk with Cor earlier. What he just heard makes sense in that context."That is a very valuable piece of information. It seems like I asked the right persons to be my eyes and ears." There is a hint of appreciation in Drautos’ voice, even though it is not clear how honest that really is, or if that is worth anything at all. "Well done, gentlemen. Thank you. You may leave." With that the two Glaives are dismissed. "Oh, and don't forget to bring me anything else you gather. This isn't a onetime task." He adds, then waives a hand.Outside Luche reaches the office door and tries to eavesdrop on what they are talking about. He does not get much and especially not why Axis and Sonitus went there but he hears enough to catch that they are sent to spy on them all. Drautos’ words from when he threatened him to do as he commands whenever he wants to, come back to his mind. ‘I have my assets deployed...’A cold and heavy lump seems to form in the blonde's stomach and it feels like he cannot breathe properly anymore when he realizes what these words meant. Luche still has his senses gathered enough to hurry back towards the training ground to prevent being caught when Axis and Sonitus leave the office again.The captain does not have to ask twice. Axis just nods and then turns on his heel to leave the office. Quickly, he moves down the corridor to get some distance between the office and himself. “This is so fucked up.” He mumbles, once Sonitus joined him again. Sonitus follows Axis hurriedly, pulling the door shut behind himself. "Yes." He nods. "I feel dirty." He adds with a sigh. “Not only you.” Axis grumbles quietly.
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In the meantime Luche passes the break room. From inside the voices of a few rookie recruits complaining about cleaning duty, as well as the chinking of cups being moved can be heard. The blonde stops. On one hand pausing to get his emotions under control, on the other hand to listen to what the recruits are complaining about. With a quick move he opens the door to the break room, casting a stern glance at the rookies.One of them jerks, nearly dropping the cup he is just cleaning. "So, you don't want to tend to the cleaning anymore?" Luche asks them, earning insecure glances. None bothers to stand at attention as they should be in front of a senior soldier and the second in the command line on top of that. "If you're that eager to get into the field I can change that." The blonde adds."Erm..." The only answers are uneasy shuffling and neck scratches. "Thought so." Luche states, turning to leave the room again. "Next time you better keep that to yourself. Someone other than me hears that and you might find yourself on the battlefield sooner than you think." He adds, closing the door behind himself. The recruits exchange some glances."He is spooky." One of them whispers. "Aye, as much as the captain." Another one agrees. Then they all get back to their tasks. In the hallway again Luche sighs. That lifted at least some of the tension, so he continues his way to the training ground. When he arrives there, he finds himself a spot to observe the others for a moment before he joins the training himself.Their daily training is done thoroughly as usual, alone, together, in groups or teams. When it is time to take a shower and get changed Nyx stops in the door to the locker room, leaning against the doorframe. “Hey, how about we all have a drink tonight? And some good Galahdian food?” he wants to know before he enters as well."Oh yes, count me in!" Of course, Pelna is on fire at once. Sonitus casts a glance to Axis, then nods. "Yeah, why not?" He agrees. Luche ponders for a moment, then nods as well. "Count me in as well." He states. Axis nods in agreement as well. “Yeah, me too.” Tredd mumbles, already on the way into the shower. “We’re coming too.” Crowe and Libertus chime in.Almost out the door, Tredd stops in his tracks. “Wait a second…” he blinks and turns, staring at Luche. “Yeah, what’s gotten into you all of a sudden?” Nyx wants to know, raising an eyebrow at the blonde. "Yeah, who are you and what did you do to Luche?" Pelna scrutinizes the blonde as if trying to find out if he is an imposter or not."What?" Luche makes an innocent face. "Prefer to hassle me until I come with you or what?" He asks. "Sometimes even I need a drink." The blonde adds. “Wow, that only took you fifteen years to realize.” Nyx chuckles. “Well then let’s meet outside once we’re all done here.” He suggests. Crowe just shakes her head at Luche and nods at Nyx. “Alright.” She says and then disappears into the women’s shower.Sonitus pushes past Tredd and into the showers, he does not care about the discussion. "Seems like some need longer time to realize that." Pelna chuckles, then nods in agreement at Nyx’s words. The blonde rolls his eyes. "You all do your best to make me regret it." He states casting a glance at Pelna but he does not sound like he really means that."Awww, come on." The black-haired slaps Luche amicably on the shoulder before he makes his way into the shower as well. Luche shortly squints over at Tredd, then gets his stuff for showering, too. After everyone took a hot shower and changed back into something casual in their rooms they meet outside the barracks.Axis is the first one to arrive. Leaning against a wall he waits for Sonitus. He would rather play video games than to join the others, but what choice do they have? Sonitus arrives shortly after him. Looking not all too eager either he joins the brunette in waiting. It does not take long and Pelna strolls out of the barracks as well. In a good mood as always he walks over to the other two.“Trust Pelna to be the first one to arrive, if there’s the prospect of good food.” Axis mutters with a smirk. “Did you expect anything else?” Nyx, who just rounds the corner asks and chuckles. “As if!” Crowe and Libertus join them as well. "Hey, not fair! Everybody is hungry after training!" Pelna protests pouting, causing Sonitus to giggle. "Tredd is late, it seems. As usual." The black-haired assesses."Who wants to bet Luche changed his mind and will rather work than join us?" Sonitus throws in, not expecting the blonde to come over to them accompanied by Tredd just now. “Maybe he just said he’d come so we wouldn’t go on his nerves.” Libertus ponders and then whistles through his teeth. “Look at that!”When everyone turns around, Tredd rolls his eyes. “Hey Furia, don’t tell me you finally confessed your undying love to Luche?” Crowe teases. “Gods, fuck you, Altius!” the redhead growls. “That’s going to be tough, you know that?” Axis giggles. Crowe shakes her head groaning. “Guys…” Sonitus snickers. "I'm not sure if Tredd's undying love would be enough to melt our ice cube's heart." He giggles.Luche also rolls his eyes. "And you wonder why I usually don't feel like joining you." He states dryly, crossing his arms. "Aww, come on. We're just joking." Pelna squeezes between Tredd and Luche, patting them both amicably on the backs. "And now let's go. I'm starving." Tredd snorts. “Tell us something new.” The redhead comments and gets moving. “Fun fact, I could devour a whole Garula too.” Nyx proclaims cheerfully.“I never knew that playing chess is that… exhausting.” Axis mumbles. Crowe laughs, while they all walk to the next subway station. “We all know that you two nerds have no idea, but let me assure you, it is.” She states. “Uhm, are we still talking about chess?” Libertus inquires, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah right we both don't have no clue." Sonitus grumbles. "Nah, Lib, don't tell me you still don't get it? Talking about not having any idea." Pelna chuckles.Luche shoves his hands into his trouser‘s pockets following the others to the station. He does not feel like joining in the teasing. Libertus sighs deeply. “I’m too old for that crap!” he grumbles. “What, our teasing or playing chess?” Crowe wants to know with a wide grin. “Crowe! Don’t ask questions you don’t want an answer to!” Nyx cannot help but to laugh in amusement.“Rather to understand what you're talking about." Sonitus mutters while Pelna cannot help but to join in Nyx's laughter. Tredd casts an inconspicuous look at Luche but does not say anything. “Well, leave ‘em their chess and us our video games and we’re all happy, right?” Axis mentions innocently. “Yeah, videogames… As if there were ever more.” Tredd chuckles slightly. “And Tredd his illusions.” Axis adds and grins.“My illusions are pretty real; I tell you that.” The redhead retorts, causing everyone to laugh again. “Imagination is mighty, they say.” Crowe splutters. “I don’t want to know!” Libertus lifts both hands in defense as they take the escalator down to the platform. When the redhead looks over at him, the blonde squints back, a soft and warm smile quickly flitting over his face. It is gone in a blink of an eye but stays long enough for Tredd to notice.“Don't worry, no one will bother you with any details." Sonitus retorts upon Libertus’ exclamation. When the train to Little Galahd arrives, everyone gets in and sits down on one of the seats. The way to their destination is spent with even more teasing and laughing, which makes the time pass very quickly. Soon they arrive at their destined platform.From there, it is not far to a cozy little bar that serves Galahdian food and beer. Inside they find a slightly secluded table with enough room for all of them to get comfortable. Just when they all sat down a waitress approaches them to take their orders. Pelna is quick with ordering some snacks for starters and, of course, beer. Sonitus follows the example while Luche just sticks to a beer for the moment. He does not feel like eating or drinking but not ordering anything would be too suspicious.Tredd orders snacks as well, and Nyx, Libertus and Crowe stick to a beer each. The waitress nods and then leaves them alone to fetch their orders. “So, when’s the next game of chess, eh?” Axis addresses Nyx, who just shrugs. “No idea.” He replies with a grin. “Don’t tell me you didn’t make out another date yet?” Libertus wants to know. Nyx chuckles slightly. “Didn’t say that.”Pelna gets comfortable in his chair. "So this time it really is a date, yes?" He asks grinning. "And here I was thinking they really just played chess." Sonitus snickers. Luche stays silent and just glances at everyone every now and again. Nyx sighs and rolls his eyes. “Gods, yes, it’s a date, and yes, we really played chess!” he sighs deeply. Tredd just chuckles while Crowe gives her friend an unimpressed look. “Of course.”Luche puffs his cheeks. "Don't you have any other topics to discuss?" He wants to know. "It can speak!" Pelna squeaks in the blonde's direction then giggles stupidly. "Yes, I can. And I had to listen to that chatter for a couple of days now." Luche retorts. "Hey, if you come with us, let your foul mood in Drautos’ office, please?" Sonitus shoots a glance at the blonde. Axis groans. “Spare us that name for tonight.” He mutters.“Okay, what about the Founder’s Day celebrations then, anybody going?” Nyx wants to know. “Of course we’re going if we’re not deployed.” Libertus answers. “Yeah but it’s still some time until then.” Crowe adds. “Yeah and knowing our luck we will be deployed.” Tredd states. Just then the waitress returns with their beers and snacks, serving them."Gods, Tredd, don't jinx it!" Pelna groans. "I want to go there with Monica so please, don't speak about... that... okay? Thanks." He turns to the redhead about to ask something else but is interrupted by the waitress. Before he says anything else he instantly grabs some snacks to munch on. "I don't think I'll be anywhere than either my computer or his console." Sonitus mumbles, grabbing his beer and taking a sip from it.Luche just takes his glass, not drinking yet but more observing the whole group. Tredd just shrugs. “As if it were my fault.” He grumbles and then raises an eyebrow. “What?” he inquires. “Nerds!” Crowe just shakes her head upon Sonitus’ reply. "Yeah, we are. And? Apart from the fact, that I think Tredd is right in regards of ... 'that'." Sonitus retorts. "You attract what you think and I don't want to think that I'm not here on Founder’s Day." Pelna waves a hand between munching down his snacks."Then you better hope the odds are in your favor." Luche states, taking a sip from his beer. "You really are a party pooper, you know that Luche?" The black-haired turns to the blonde. "But while we're at it, what are you going to do? Either of you." Pelna inquires curiously looking at Luche and Tredd. The blonde just shrugs. "My duty, whatever that will be on that day." He answers plainly.Tredd grins, squinting over at Luche, while his expression clearly says that it would be his ‘duty’ to accompany him, should they be in the city. “I’ll go. It’s one of the little nice things these days.” He says. “There are more things that are worth doing.” Nyx smiles softly. “Yeah yeah, playing chess, we all know that by now.” Tredd grumbles.The blonde gets what the redhead is hinting, confirming it with a barely noticeable not. "Yeah, playing video games." Sonitus grins. "How about enjoying life when we have the chance to?" Pelna suggests. "Seize the moment they say. And I really enjoy your company. Even yours." Upon the last words he points at Luche grinning widely into the blonde's direction. "Not as much as Monica's, though." The black-haired adds a bit quieter but with much happier beaming eyes.“Awww, isn’t that sweet?” Tredd asks, snatching some of Pelna’s snacks to eat them himself. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s the nicest thing he’s heard in a long time.” Crowe agrees. Nyx just chuckles, but he keeps Tredd’s and Luche’s little secret to himself. "I'm not sure if he ever hears anything sweet." Sonitus grins. Even though they are not here for fun only, he starts to enjoy himself at least a bit.The blonde just rolls his eyes but says nothing, instead he takes another sip from his beer. "Talkative as usual." Pelna chuckles with a wink. "Hey!" He protests against Tredd stealing some snacks. "Get some of your own!" He adds, bowing over his food like protecting something precious but quickly sits up again giggling. “Why should I if you have enough?” Tredd grins, just stealing another bite when Pelna sits up again while he sticks his tongue out at the black-haired."Tsk." Pelna shakes his head then shoves the snacks a bit more towards the redhead. "Sharing is caring." He states with a bright smile.“Now you know why Luche never orders anything, Tredd would just steal it.” Crowe chuckles. The redhead groans. “As if he would let me.” He grumbles, munching on the just stolen snack. “Maybe he would?” Nyx snickers and winks before he takes a sip from his beer.The blonde lifts an eyebrow on that remark. "Why would he allow Tredd to steal his snacks?" Sonitus inquires, glancing curiously at Luche. "It's not like there is a way to stop him to snatch something, as you all have seen." The blonde states dryly, taking another sip from his beer. Tredd makes an innocent face. “Among friends it’s not stealing.” He claims. “Yeah, until someone grabs your stuff, that is.” Axis interjects with a grin."That's true." Sonitus grins. "Not everyone likes to give their food so freely as I do." Pelna chuckles. "Nah, that's just that one hog knows how the other feels about food." Sonitus snickers in return. "Whoah, did you just imply that I succumb to gluttony?" The black-haired raises an eyebrow. "Well, you tend to turn deaf and blind when there is food to be chosen. And eaten." Sonitus answers, still snickering.Tredd snorts and shakes his head. “I’m not as bad as Pelna!” he claims. Nyx cannot help but to laugh. “You’re both the same if it comes to food – and coffee.” He states. “Only that Pelna has slightly better manners.” Crowe giggles. “Sometimes.” Axis adds with a grin. “Nah come on, Pelna doesn’t have such a big mouth.” Libertus chimes in. “In terms of food he does!” Nyx snickers cheerfully."Whaaaat?" Pelna's eyes widen. "I'm always well behaved. And I don't brag. Or go reckless." He points over at Tredd. "Yeah, well, still, coming down to food, coffee and sleep-ins you're basically the same." Sonitus grins, sipping from his beer. "As if you are any better regarding sleeping in." Pelna retorts. "I'm usually earlier up than the two of you." Sonitus points at Tredd and Pelna.“Yeah, Axis is the sleepy one.” Tredd chuckles. “But I’m awake before I get my first coffee. Well most of the time.” The brunette justifies himself. “The early bird catches the worm.” Crowe says with a grin. “If Luche leaves any, that is.” Libertus states dryly. "Go on like that and I might not make coffee tomorrow morning." The blonde responds lifting one corner of his mouth, some mischief lighting up for a moment in his ice blue eyes."Woah, it doesn't only speak but smile and joke as well!" Pelna giggles pointing enthusiastically at Luche. "Now I'm convinced, this is an imposter." Upon Pelna’s word everyone laughs. “Maybe that’s the newest generation of Niff MTs to infiltrate us from within?” Axis jokes. “Definitely not!” Tredd lets out in a protesting tone. “They are far too fond of their machine-like looks; I don’t think they’d change that all of a sudden.” Nyx chuckles.“I doubt the Niffs are even smart enough to come up with such a plan.” Crowe ponders. "I'm not sure if they think beyond technical design." Pelna mumbles with a shrug. Sonitus grimaces "Can we just not talk about Niffs or anything related right now?" He mutters. Luche stays quiet getting back to being more distant and observes them all.“What’s with you?” Libertus raises an eyebrow. “He’s right, that’s just not funny.” Axis confirms and then glances over at Tredd. “Anyway, Since Nyx and Pelna probably have another date tomorrow, how about we play videogames?” he asks. The redhead blinks, squinting at Luche as if he hopes the blonde would help him. “Uhm… well…” he stammers, scratching his neck. “What? Are you afraid to lose again?" Sonitus teases.Luche really seems to ponder for a moment. With their friends either gone or busy with something else they could really spend the evening together. "Hey, you two could try to find dates for yourselves. It’s far more fun than video games." Pelna interjects. "Nah, I'm good." Sonitus shakes his head, still looking expectantly at Tredd. "If I remember correctly the captain did not take that cleaning duty off, just postponed it until you’re fine again." Luche scratches his chin thoughtfully."On the other hand, the quarterly inventory is due. I need to check what needs to be replaced and inventorize any new acquisitions and I could really need some help with that. If you assist me, I'm sure Drautos may drop the cleaning as doing the inventory is penalty enough if you're not into numbers and figures." The blonde adds sounding like he really means what he says. No hint on whether this is a ruse or not.Tredd, who actually only wanted an excuse to spend the day with Luche - and on enjoyable things, widens his eyes and stares at the blonde in disbelief. “Are you kidding me?!” he almost yells indignantly. Axis chuckles in amusement. “Well no videogames for you, then. Looks like we ‘nerds’ stay among ourselves.” He flutes. “I’m not jealous.” Libertus comments with a grin. “Definitely not!” Crowe agrees. "Oh, I'm completely fine with that." Sonitus agrees with Axis, sounding really content with that.“I didn’t say I’ll do it!” Tredd protests. “I don’t think that you have a choice.” Nyx grins widely. "Exactly." Luche nods, giving the redhead an unambiguous glance that should tell him enough to realize that the blonde just presented him the excuse he asked for. “But that’s unfair!” the redhead whines, leaving it unclear whether he got the hint or not."Maybe just do what you're told next time." Pelna mumbles while shoving the rest of his snacks into his mouth. "Or just take it as a chance to be in Drautos’ good books." Sonitus offers. "Yeah, because there is space for anyone else than Luche." The black-haired shakes his head while Luche just lifts an eyebrow. “Nah, I’m not going to risk him thinking that I’m offering to do that every time!” Tredd complains.Axis snickers. “We’ll have fun playing videogames instead. We offered you to join but it looks like you won’t have time. I’m so very sorry.” He flutes. “Oh come on, now it’s getting mean.” Nyx says soothingly. “It’s not like Tredd doesn’t deserve it.” Crowe giggles. "Yeah and this time I'm going to beat you!" Sonitus claims turning to Axis."You really are nerds. Just thinking of games. You’re missing out on so much fun." Pelna shakes his head giggling and washes down the rest of his food with his beer. "Oh, I'm totally fine with playing games." Sonitus replies. “And I am too.” Axis confirms. “Just like I’m fine with playing chess, as long as it’s with Cor, that is.” Nyx hums and then takes a sip from his beer.The rest of the evening is spent with talking and even more bantering and teasing. At some point everyone gets some food and new beer. It is already late in the night – or early in the morning, depending on the point of view, when everyone gets home and into their rooms. Of course Axis sneaks into Sonitus’ room when no one notices it, as well as Luche slips into Tredd’s room when nobody is watching.
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On the next day Cor does as promised and calls it a day rather early. Having worked until late evening the day before allows him to leave his office around noon. "Monica, if you like to, you can leave. I'm done for today." He locks the door to his office room turning to Monica at her desk.Monica blinks and raises an eyebrow, scrutinizing Cor for a moment. “Who are you, and what did you do to the marshal?” she wants to know with a wide grin. Cor chuckles. "A fair question. I can assure you, I am still the marshal of the Crownsguard, Cor Leonis." He states in reporting manner. "But as it happens I have a good reason to leave earlier today. There is no need to be here alone, so go and spend some time with Pelna." He adds with an amicable smile.Grinning, Monica shuts down her computer. “As you will do with Nyx?” she inquires, looking quite glad about the fact that Cor finally found something better to do than work. "I will, even though I can't pick him up personally. Would you mind telling him to check his messages?" Cor asks pulling out his phone to type a quick text to Nyx about when and where he would like to meet him.Monica chuckles in amusement. “I doubt that I will have to remind him to check his phone but, yeah I can do that.” She agrees and gets up. “Well then, have a nice day.” From the back of her chair she takes her jacket to put it on. "You, too, Monica. See you tomorrow." Cor waves a hand and then leaves the office to walk to the subway station to wait for Nyx there.Monica nods and smiles softly, before she grabs her bag and the keys to lock the office door after she left as well. From the office she makes her way to the Glaive HQ. Finding no one she knows in the break room, she walks over to the training ground to look out for Pelna and the others.The usual suspects are on the training ground. Some are sparring or honing skills. Sonitus is idling around, leaning against a wall. "Yo, Pelna, I think someone's looking for you!" He calls over to the black-haired who is currently sparring with Nyx. "Huh?" Pelna looks up searching with his eyes who might want something from him.Using Pelna’s distraction, Nyx takes the chance to strike, pointing his dagger at his friend’s throat. “If that happens on the battlefield you’re done!” Tredd who sits in the grass next to the training ground calls. Axis warps over to Sonitus and yawns. “I think we’re done for today.” He assesses. Once Monica recognizes Pelna she waves and smiles as she approaches them."Woah, unfair!" Pelna protests but nods. "Yeah, I know. But I hope my girlfriend doesn't just appear on the battlefield."He adds, waving back at her. "I guess our training is done for today." Pelna grins and starts to walk towards Monica. "Yeah, we're certainly done." Sonitus nods. He pushes off the wall and stretches. "Let's get to the pleasant things." He grins.In the meantime Luche walks over to Tredd. "We still have work to do." He states neutrally. Tredd groans and rolls his eyes. “You have work to do. I am only forced to help.” He grumbles, crossing his arms. “Have fun, Tredd!” Axis yells, giggles, and then walks away with Sonitus. “Want me to wait until you’re done showering?” Monica addresses Pelna, after stealing a quick kiss from his lips.Nyx stretches and suppresses a yawn. “Well, I’m off then.” He states, waving at everyone. “Just check your messages!” Monica says with a wink. Nyx snorts in amusement. “Was going to do that anyway.” He replies. “Have a nice evening!” he wishes Pelna and Monica and then leaves for the locker room. "That would be nice." Pelna nods after answering the kiss, then hurries off after Nyx to get to the showers."If you prefer cleaning..." Luche shrugs then grabs Tredd by the sleeve to pull him with him towards the uniform closet and storage room. “I do not!” the redhead complains, reluctantly letting Luche drag him along. Monica waves and then sits down on one of the benches to wait for Pelna. Libertus and Crowe head to the locker rooms as well, and out to have a beer or two later.Once he is showered and dressed again, Pelna leaves the locker room. Since they had planned to see each other, only not that early, he had civil clothing ready, leaving the uniform in his locker for now. "Good to go." He smiles walking over to Monica. "And so glad you released me from training so early." He adds placing a kiss on her lips. Monica returns the kiss tenderly and then chuckles. “I thought you were done?” she asks curiously."Yeah because you came and that meant Nyx would probably leave as well. And then the rest decided it's enough for the day. Except Luche and Tredd, who has to help him." Pelna grins, reaching out to take her hand. "I guess you didn't have lunch yet, did you?" He inquires curiously. Monica shakes her head. “I was about to go and get something, but Leonis allowed me to leave early, so you can actually thank Nyx for this.” She says, gladly taking Pelna’s hand."Lucky me that my girlfriend works for my friend's boyfriend." Pelna giggles happily. "Well, I know a nice little restaurant in Little Galahd. How about we have lunch there?" He suggests while walking towards the exit. "My treat, of course." Monica smiles softly. “Yes, why not? And afterwards we could take a walk in the park.” She suggests."That's a great idea. Or..."He ponders for a moment. "Or we grab some takeaway and have a picnic in the Park?" Monica ponders for a moment. “Does the place you wanted to visit offer takeaway?” she wants to know. “Because in that case that is an even better idea. The weather is nice and it is warm enough as long as the sun is out.”Pelna nods. "They actually do." He confirms. "Let's get some nice Galahdian snacks then." He states. "So, how was your day?" The black-haired wants to know as they reach the subway and go down to the platforms. Monica nods. “Alright.” She agrees, casting a quick glance at the clock. “I’ve had a rather calm day. Just the usual things, nothing special, and then Leonis called it a day anyway.” She retorts, looking at Pelna again. “You?”Pelna sways his head. "Had to get up too early for my taste." He grins. "And well, I don't mind not training the whole day. Every day we are not deployed it's training. Or tactics theory and such tiring stuff." He adds while the train they need arrives at the station. Monica laughs as they get into the train. “Same for me, only that being the first officer means that there are more responsibilities for me, and maybe the fact that other than for special missions we’re stationed in Insomnia.”Once each of them found a seat the train leaves for its destination. "Yeah, guess you can talk about more responsibilities and stuff with Luche. Your mood is much more bearable than his, though." He winks. "Have you been on many of those special missions yet?" Pelna inquires. "Or... are you even allowed to tell me?" He adds having a mysterious expression on his face.Monica chuckles. “You bet. You don’t become first officer by theory only. I had to coordinate missions out there in the wilderness, helping some hunters against larger daemons, and there where missions under the command of Leonis where we infiltrated a Niff base somewhere out there to gather information. And well I’m not going into detail so it’s fine.” She tells her boyfriend."That doesn't sound that different from what we do. Well accept for helping hunters. We're more the kick ass squad." Pelna makes a fighting move with his arms. "Yeah, well, Luche is clever and I guess Drautos didn't choose him for nothing but.. well. His mood suffers rapidly when he has to assist the captain." The black-haired chuckles again, being in a good mood.“Well most of the Crownsguard is stationed to protect the citadel should the wall ever not be enough, a few of us do secret missions, gather intel and things like that. Lucis cannot fight a war without proper information. You Glaives fight on the front lines and… everything else falls to the city guards.” Monica makes a face but grins once more right away. “Actually I can’t say that Leonis is a bad boss. He works too much though.” She adds."He seems nice. Not always grumpy like the captain. A wonder these two get along." Pelna shrugs, glancing out of the window. "Next station is ours." He informs his girlfriend. "Only a few minutes away from the best food in the world." Monica snickers in amusement. “I know a lot of people who rather fear the marshal, but yes, he’s far nicer than his reputation. As for Drautos, handling the frontlines isn’t easy these days, all the responsibility he has for each of you probably weighs heavy on his shoulders.”For a moment she falls silent, pondering. “I mean,” she continues then, “Think about it. You may be experienced soldiers by now, and you may have served for over a decade now, but there are many units that cannot rely on so much experience, and younger soldiers get killed in action. Your captain is the one who has to explain that to their parents, relatives and loved ones.” Monica mumbles and then shakes her head. “But enough of that, let’s see if you can keep the promise regarding the food.”Pelna is about to reply but lets the topic drop. There are better things in life. Picnic with his girlfriend for example. Shortly before the train stops he gets up reaching out for Monica's hand. "I bet I can." He claims with a grin leading her out of the train and the station to a small restaurant at the crossing of two streets. A few chairs and tables stand in front on the sidewalk and there seems to be some kind of yard to sit in as well.Long before they cross the street the smell of delicious and spicy food wafts over to them. Taking Pelna’s hand, Monica walks next to him. Her gaze wanders around curiously, lingering here and there for a moment until it stops on the little restaurant. “It looks cozy – and smells even better.” She assesses with a warm smile."It is." Pelna confirms making a step aside in front of the door to let Monica walk in first. The smell of food and spices intensifies to mouthwatering. "I'd say we get a bit of everything edible with fingers and then see if we can find a nice place in the park?" He suggests. Monica nods, taking in the scent of all the different snacks. “Yes, sure.” She agrees.Pelna obviously knows what he wants to get. Soon after they have a big cardboard box filled with different pastries, skewers, and dumplings together with several dips. Something to drink and a proper dessert in form of spice pudding are part of a proper meal as well. Everything is stuffed in a paper bag. "Well, good to go." The black-haired grins. "Let's find us some nice place for a picnic."“Lead the way.” Monica answers, a bright smile on her lips as she follows Pelna along. "Sure thing." Pelna grins and starts to walk, grabbing Monica's hand with his own free hand. It does not take them long until they reach the entrance of the park. "Shall we see if we can find a place close to the pond?" He asks, pointing towards the lake. “Sure, but beware the swans.” Monica chuckles with a wink."Right. No need to fight over food with these ferocious birds. I'll look out for a swan-free place." He laughs casting Monica an amused but also happy glance. At first it seems like the swans are everywhere but then a nice place without any water bird is in sight. "That looks nice." Pelna states. "There is a nice bench over there. Want to sit there or here in the grass?" Monica observes the swans for a moment and then shrugs. “I’m fine with the grass.” She decides and sits down where she is standing."Lovely." Pelna grins. He finds a nice spot, not too sunny but also not too much in the shadows and plops down into the grass. There he starts unpacking their food, placing the big box with their main dish on the empty paper bag. The restaurant owner was considerate enough to pack two cardboard plates as well to put their food an. "Enjoy." Pelna makes an inviting gesture over the food.“Thank you.” Monica gives the black-haired a loving smile and then eyes the food thoughtfully. “Hm… what would you suggest to start with?” she wants to know curiously. "Hm, that is a difficult question. It's all so good." Pelna ponders for a moment. "Well, the skewers are probably the best for starters - with one of these." He points at two dips. "The reddish one is a pretty spicy hot one, the other is still spicy but much milder." He explains, grabbing himself a few dumplings.“Okay.” Monica smiles happily and then just grabs one of the skewers. Eyeing the dips for a moment she decides to start with the milder one first. Then she takes a bite, it looks and smells delicious after all. Pelna observes her curiously while dipping his dumplings into the hot dip. He seems to be very content at the moment. "Aaaand?" He asks, looking expectantly at his girlfriend.Monica chuckles with an amused sparkle in her eyes. “You sound as if you cooked it yourself.” She says and then grins teasingly, pretending to search for words. “It’s perfect.” She says after letting Pelna fidget for a while. "I can cook!" The black-haired claims. "And, well, it's food from home. Galahdian food is not always enjoyed that much." He explains. "It is, isn't it?" He nods eagerly in agreement to Monica's judgment.Monica grins slightly. “I’m not picky when it comes to food, but it’s really good.” She states, taking another bite. "Sooo, you wouldn't mind if it is made of something... not so well known as edible?" Pelna inclines his head watching her expectantly. Shrugging, Monica takes another bite. “And what would that be?” she asks after swallowing."Well, what you're eating is malboro." He explains. "It is very common in Galahd so we use it a lot. I mean, one grown up malboro can feed a whole village." Pelna adds. Monica blinks and then makes a face. “Seriously? Whose idea was it to even consider eating something that stinks as bad in the first place?” She inquires, eyeing her skewer for a moment, before she shrugs once more and keeps eating."Someone very hungry, I guess." Pelna grins. "It's like one of those fruits that stink like hell but really have a nice taste. Malboro stinks like a daemon's death breath but it tastes really good." He adds, visibly relieved when Monica keeps eating the skewer. "There is some in here as well. Little chunks in a spicy batter." He points at the dumplings. "These are filled with Garula meat and those with cheese and vegetables." Pelna points at the other dumplings and the pastries. "And it all tastes just great with the dips."Monica laughs in amusement. “A malboro stinks worse than that. No wonder their breath is poisonous.” She chuckles and then smiles. “It looks and smells all delicious.” She mumbles, grabbing one of the pastries once she is done with her skewer. “I wonder though, does malboro meat count as vegetarian food or not?” she asks with a wink.Pelna shrugs. "I never thought about that but I guess, yes? Malboros count as plant creatures so that probably is walking vegetarian meat." He chuckles and grabs a skewer himself. "I'm glad you like it." He smiles happily. “Galahdian food is nice, as is Accordian.” Monica replies, continuing to eat. “So, do you have any plans for the weekend yet?” she wants to know then, glancing at Pelna with a loving smile."You're just about to taste the best of Galadhian food." The black-haired chuckles, nodding towards the two pots holding the pudding. "No, so far I don't have any plans, apart from avoiding additional training or so." Pelna chuckles. "Why do you ask? Have something on your mind?" Monica tilts her head to the side. “What is it?” she wants to know curiously. “As for your question, I thought we could maybe go swimming?” she suggests then."It is the best dessert in the world." Pelna claims. "As for swimming, yes, that sounds fine." He nods in agreement, grabbing one of the pastries now. “We’ll see about that.” Monica grins, a challenging look in her eyes. She tries everything in the box, and even tries the hot dip although she decides to stick to the milder one afterwards. Once all food is eaten, she looks expectantly at the black-haired.After finishing his last bite, Pelna picks up the pots with pudding. Almost ceremoniously he hands one over to Monica, together with a little wooden spoon. "I will now instruct you to the correct way to eat Galahdian spice pudding." The black-haired makes an earnest face but his eyes sparkle mischievously. He is certainly making a bit of a show out of it. "First. Slowly open the lid and smell the spices." The pudding really smells delicious. "Second. Take some on your spoon. Third. Put it into your mouth. Fourth. Let it melt in your mouth and indulge in the best dessert in the world."Monica cannot help but to laugh. Of course she does as Pelna says, a wide grin on her face. Once she tastes the pudding, her eyes light up visibly. “This is really good!” she praises, taking another spoonful right away. "Didn't I say it's the best in the world?" Pelna beams savoring every little spoonful of the pudding.Monica smiles softly. “Yes, you did, and I really like it.” She states, relishing the rest of her pudding. Once she is done she sighs contently., stretching a bit. "That makes me really happy." The black-haired smiles warmly, leaning over the empty food boxes to place a kiss on her lips. "Shall we gather the garbage, have that nice little walk and then maybe get a bit comfy?" Pelna asks, still smiling happily.Monica grins, hooking a finger in Pelna’s collar before he can pull back. “I was about to suggest that, because I’m rather full and really need a walk.” She says a hint of amusement in her voice. Then she kisses her boyfriend lovingly. "I like the way you think." Pelna smiles against her lips then returns her kiss tenderly. "Then let's go." He murmurs when the kiss ends.Monica nods and gets up. Together with Pelna she collects their stuff to dump it into the nearest trashcan before she takes his hand again so they can walk to her place where they get comfortable for the rest of the evening.
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After a thorough shower and changing into civil clothes Nyx first checks his messages. Seeing that Cor texted him, a warm smile spreads on his lips before he grabs his things and hurries to the next subway station, hoping the marshal did not have to wait for too long.To idle away the time Cor got himself a newspaper and a bench to sit while waiting for Nyx. From his position he has an eye on the stairs coming down from the entrance. Browsing through the newspaper he looks up every now and again. “Hey!” Nyx greets the marshal once he spots him on his bench as he enters the platform. He gives him a bright smile that reflects in his blue eyes.Cor puts down the newspaper, smiling back at Nyx. "Hey." He gets up. "So, I guess you might need to get a few things for cooking?" He inquires. Nyx nods, eyeing Cor for a moment, but he refrains from hugging him right now. “Yeah, I don’t suppose that you have everything at home. Plus, what we need depends on what you would like.” He explains."I don't cook very often. My supplies are basics at best." Cor shrugs. "And I don't have any special preferences, so feel free to make whatever you like." He adds. "Where do you want to do your shopping? I guess the small supermarket around the corner from my place probably won't suffice." The marshal scratches his neck sheepishly.Nyx chuckles slightly. “If you don’t insist on malboro curry, it should suffice. I brought all the spices I may need.” He tells Cor with a wink. "I don't mind malboro but I'm fine with anything else." Cor snickers. "If the supermarket is enough then we can just take the next train to my place." He glances up at the clock to check when the next one will arrive.“Alright.” Nyx plops down on the bench next to Cor to wait until the train arrives. Once it does he gets up again to get in with Cor. “How was your day, anyway?” he wants to know while they take their seats. "Shorter than usual." Cor chuckles. "Which is a very delightful change. But, apart from that, nothing special." He answers the question. "How about your day?"“Just the usual training and trying to avoid stepping onto Drautos’ feet. He is quite sensitive at the moment. I can’t put my finger on it but it feels like something is going on.” Nyx shakes his head. “Other than that, I could beat Pelna very quickly while sparring, thanks to Monica.” He adds with a grin. Cor nods slowly. "Yes, Titus is pretty fickle and it has grown worse since that failed infiltration." He confirms. "Using the moment of distraction? Clever." He grins.Nyx laughs cheerfully. “Of course. I had somewhere to go after all.” He states, leaning back in his seat. "True. And he probably, too." Cor nods in amusement. "Do you already know what you want to cook or will you decide when we are shopping?" He wants to know. Smiling softly, Nyx shrugs. “I have a thing or two in mind. Since malboro is out of question, I could cook a nice and spicy curry, something milder or something with sweet chili sauce, whatever you prefer.”Cor ponders for a moment, then shrugs. "I'm actually fine with either. I'm not a picky eater." He smirks. "So you can cook whatever you like." A quick glance out of the window tells them that they need to get off at the next station. Once they arrived and left the train Cor takes the lead up the escalator and to the little supermarket he mentioned. It is a small crammed 24/7 shop with nearly everything one could possibly need.“Okay.” Nyx follows Cor into the supermarket, quickly looking around before he walks over to the vegetables first. “I think I know, what to cook.” He says, carefully picking what they need. The vegetables are really fresh. Not market fresh but close to it. There are also the common types of meat, dairies. pastas and rice. Anything one could need for cooking. "Okay. Wanna tell me or will it be a surprise?" Cor inquires curiously.“Surprise.” Nyx flutes while he gets everything else he needs for what he has planned. “Any special wishes for the drink?” he wants to know, eyeing Cor from the side. "Something that goes with what you want to cook." Cor answers. "I guess you should be able to find what you want over there." He points at some shelves filled with several wines, beers as well as several juices.“Hm…” Looking at all the beverage, Nyx ponders for a moment. “It’s not like I’m an expert if it comes to wine but…” he grabs a bottle of white wine that looks appealing. “I think that one should do.” He decides. “I think we’re good to go, then.” The marshal nods, glancing at the ingredients and the wine seemingly trying to guess what Nyx might want to cook. He does not look like he really succeeds at that.The items are, given the area, rather cheap, closer to the prices on a fresh market then to a supermarket in a well-off neighborhood. Once they paid and packed everything, they can continue their way to Cor’s place. Nyx looks quite happy and relaxed. This promises to become a really nice evening.Cor helps carrying their groceries if needed. As promised, his place really is not far from the little supermarket. Once inside of his flat he gets rid of shoes, jacket, and his messenger bag, taking their purchases to the kitchen afterwards. Nyx follows Cor’s example. Once in the kitchen, he turns to his boyfriend, a mischievous look in his eyes. Then he suddenly wraps both arms around the marshal, pulling him into a tight embrace.“I missed you.” The Glaive whispers, stealing a loving kiss from the marshal’s lips. Cor smiles warmly, returning the kiss softly. "I missed you, too." He replies, wrapping one arm around Nyx. The other hand caresses the Glaive's cheek and travels to his neck before Cor kisses him again. Leaning into the touch, Nyx gladly returns the kiss passionately this time. Parting his lips as an invitation for Cor to deepen it, he slides one hand under the fabric of the marshal’s shirt.Cor gladly accepts the invitation meeting his lover's tongue with his own and entangling it in an enticing dance. Nyx's fingers on his skin send a pleasant shiver down his spine. Closing his eyes, he follows the Glaive's example and slips his hand under Nyx's shirt. Gasping for air, Nyx breaks the kiss after a while. He pulls Cor even closer while his fingers travel over the marshal’s bare skin. “I’m afraid the cooking has to wait,” he pants with a chuckle, “I want my desert now.”Cor opens his eyes again, not less breathless. "I absolutely agree with that." He mumbles, shivering pleasantly under the touch of Nyx's fingers. Snuggling closer against his lover, he lets his fingers wander up the Glaive's spine while the other hand still caresses Nyx's neck. Shivering in pleasure, Nyx savors the touch. “Good.” He murmurs, claiming Cor’s lips once more, while he moves up his shirt so that he can easily get rid of the unnecessary fabric once they break the kiss.Something Cor sets to once their lips have to part again, as well as unbuttoning his own shirt to get rid of that. Once that is done he pulls Nyx close again, kissing him deeply and runs his fingers down his lover's back, clearly intending to remove all the other disturbing pieces of clothing as well. Nyx does not object. On the contrary, he helps his boyfriend to undress while he keeps kissing him passionately.The kisses are returned more and more breathlessly while they have their dessert before the main course. Still panting, Nyx snuggles up to Cor a while later. For a moment he keeps his eyes closed, just savoring his boyfriend’s warmth and the mixture of pleasant sensations that wash over him. When he opens them again and becomes aware of their clothes, scattered all around the kitchen he chuckles slightly.“Gods… I couldn’t resist.” The Glaive mutters with an innocent expression on his face. Cor turns to look at Nyx. The display of innocence on his lover's face lets him snicker. "I'd say pressing matters needed to be tended to." He states in a half earnest tone, his eyes sparkling with warmth and amusement. His fingers caress softly and lazily over Nyx’s skin, savoring the moment."As much as I like this, what about tending to that other more nutrient based hunger? Now that this one is satiated for the moment." He suggests, leaning over to steal a kiss from his boyfriend's lips. Nyx laughs softly. “A little poetic today, are we?” he asks in a mixture of relaxation and amusement before he returns the kiss. Once it ends he lets go of Cor to collect his clothes from the floor and quickly pull them over again. “But I get it, I’m hungry, too.”Cor shrugs getting up to get dressed again. "You know, old men sometimes have a more flowery language then you youngsters." He states while he puts on his clothes. "Can I help you with the cooking?" He inquires afterwards starting to unpack the groceries. Nyx chuckles in amusement. “You’re far too hot to be old.” He states while he gets everything he needs out of the cupboards.“I promised you to cook for you, so no. Just sit down and enjoy the view.” The Glaive adds with a wink. "If you insist." The marshal answers, sitting down at the table. "I'm very unaccustomed to sitting around, though. But I think the view and the fact that you're cooking for me might help with that." Cor adds with a warm smile.Nyx smiles lovingly. “Well, it’s about time you get used to it. I mean with all the responsibilities you have, the workload and working times… you should really take some time to relax every once in a while. And if I can help with that…” he does not finish the sentence, instead he gets to work, cutting and seasoning the meat."There wasn't much reason for that so far." Cor answers softly. "And even though I might not manage the frontlines like Titus, the responsibility is basically the same. So, quite often I just had more important things to do than, well… idle the time away." He adds. "Which caused me a lot of severe headaches, so yes, I certainly need to learn to relax more."Nyx stays silent for a moment while he cuts the vegetables and cooks some water for the rice. “I didn’t see any reason for anything else than training or fighting when I joined the Kingsglaive. All I wanted was to end this war as fast as I could, which is part of the reason why I never really looked out for a nicer place to live.” He pauses for a moment while he keeps preparing the food.“It took some time until I realized that I couldn’t keep going like that. Without my friends I would have gone crazy. They made the whole situation a lot more bearable.” Again the Glaive falls silent for a few seconds. “And then there’s you.” Cor sways his head a bit. "I can relate to that in some points. It's just, I've been used to be on my own and to work long hours for, well, a very long time. And I never really bothered to look for anyone, I was fine the way it was." The marshal answers, getting up to walk over to the coffee machine."I mean, I have people around me when I'm not in the office, which is more often than anyone thinks and over time some became friends, like Monica or Titus." Cor adds. "And until now, I was content with that." he turns to cast a loving glance at Nyx. "But since our first game of chess that changed a lot. And I'm happy about that." Nyx returns the smile happily. “It did.” He whispers, a warm shimmer in his eyes.“You make me feel safe, grounded even.” The Glaive adds, tending to the already cooking and deliciously smelling food. “I thought I’ve lost that, 18 years ago.” Cor tends to the coffee machine while listening to Nyx. Breathing in the smell of the food he sighs contently. "I’ll happily be your safe haven whenever you need it. And any other day, too." He whispers warmly, wrapping his arms around Nyx from behind, pulling him into an embrace. Carefully though to not disturb the cooking too much.“And I’ll be yours, if you like.” Nyx answers quietly, a soft smile on his lips while he leans into the touch as much as he can without risking to cause an accident. “It’s done soon.” He lets his boyfriend know then. "I like the sound of that." Cor answers warmly. "And I'm not talking about the food, just to be clear." He adds, holding Nyx a moment longer, then he slowly lets go of his lover to get the cutlery, plates and glasses from the cupboards and set the table.For a moment, Nyx just looks at Cor, his eyes shimmering happily. Being with the marshal really seems to do him good. Then he concentrates on the food again. Once the table is set, the food is ready. With a soft smile the Glaive puts the roasted meat with onions and paprika on the table, as well as some spicy tomato rice, a pot of cream and a tasty salad. Finally, he takes the bottle of wine they brought, handing it to Cor so he can open it.The marshal grabs the corkscrew from one of the drawers, opens the wine and pours them both a glass, setting the bottle on the table afterwards. "This looks and smells delicious." He assesses, sitting down at the table. "Thank you for cooking." He adds with a warm smile and starts to put a bit of everything on both their plates; first Nyx's then his own.“It was a pleasure.” Nyx replies, returning the smile while he sits down as well. “Thank you. I hope it tastes just as good.” He adds with a wink. Cor nods eagerly after a few bites. "It certainly does." He confirms. "Thank you, really." The marshal adds once more, a warm shimmer in his eyes. "This... I never realized this apartment doesn't really feel like home. Until now." He adds softly.Nyx is just about to say something in return but upon Cor’s words he stops immediately. Blinking a few times he lowers his cutlery and glances at his boyfriend in a mixture of emotion and disbelief. "It's true. Since I came here, I spent my time within the military. This place here was just to sleep and idle away that rare time I gave myself to slack off." Cor explains. "I never gave it much thought but now with you here cooking for me..." The warmth in his blue eyes starts to radiate even more. "It really feels like coming home."Opening his mouth to say something, Nyx just closes it again, desperately searching for the right words. He looks utterly touched. “You have no idea what that means to me.” He whispers after a while, his eyes and voice full of love and affection. Cor puts his cutlery down and reaches out to place his hand on Nyx's. "Maybe I have a good guess, knowing what this, us, means to me." He replies, his words vibrating with his feelings for Nyx.The Glaive turns his hand, wrapping his fingers closely around Cor’s. “You are everything I could ever hope for.” He whispers softly. “If I can help to make you feel at home, I’ll gladly do that. Home is something that is kind of sacred to us.” He tells Cor with a slightly trembling voice. "I'd really like that." The marshal answers softly. "This may not come close to your home but if I can do the same for you, I'd love to do that. I will always find the time to spend it with you, to support you and be your safe haven."Smiling brightly, Nyx quickly wipes his eyes with his free hand. “More than you can imagine.” He says quietly, his fingers caressing the skin of Cor’s hand. “I love you.” He adds full of emotion. The marshal looks at Nyx for a few moments, seemingly at a loss of words. "I... I love you, too." he answers then. It seems like he has not used those words in a long time, if he ever spoke them. The expression on his face clearly shows that the words are heartfelt.For a few heartbeats, Nyx does not move, just admiring the expression on Cor’s face. Then he smiles again, obviously more than just happy. “Let’s finish our dinner before it gets cold and then get comfortable.” He suggests eventually, reluctantly pulling his hand back. The marshal blinks a few times, then nods. "Yes, sounds like a good plan." He nods, grabbing his cutlery to tend to the food again. It tastes good and somehow after their confessions even better.After the food is relished and the kitchen cleaned, they do as planned and cuddle on the sofa. Later, they spend a good portion of the night showing each other how much they are in love, until they fall asleep pleasantly exhausted and happy.
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After parting from the others Sonitus follows Axis to his room. For a moment he ponders, then he turns to his dumbbells he has laying around in his as well as in Axis’ room. He pulls off his uniform jacket and the shirt he wears under it and starts to work out. Of course, he positions himself in a way Axis has no chance of not seeing him whatever he wants to do.Axis tosses his jacket haphazardly onto the sofa before he collapses on his bed with a relieved sigh. Stretching a bit he turns on the TV and his console and grabs his controller. If Sonitus is busy he might as well play a game to relax. The other man seems to be focused on pumping iron. Having idled away what he could during the Glaive's training, Sonitus now tends to some kind of training he prefers. His well toned muscles work under the weights he is lifting.Axis at least tries to concentrate on his game, but with Sonitus hard at work it gets harder and harder. As much as he wants, he cannot prevent squinting over at him every once in a while. When he finally loses because of his distraction he groans and puts the gamepad aside, succumbing to the view. “Gods,” he mumbles, “You’re hot as fuck!”Sonitus grins widely. "Enjoying the sight?" He inquires halting his workout for a moment. "I could do that." He replies to Axis' last sentence with a wink. Axis blinks a few times. “Huh?” he lets out, obviously already zoned out. "Fuck you. Right here and right now." Sonitus still grins, puts the dumbbells down and walks over to the bed, slumping down next to the other man. "Just saddle the pony for a little ride." He adds, turning to Axis.Reaching out for Sonitus, Axis pulls him down. “Shut up and do it already.” He purrs, claiming the other Glaive’s lips to kiss him fervently. There are certainly no protests from the other man. Sonitus returns the kiss passionately, sliding one hand under Axis' shirt caressing his skin while the other fiddles around with the fabric to get rid of it quickly.Shuddering pleasantly under the other Glaive’s touch, Axis helps him, so that he can pull his shirt over his head once they have to part to gasp for air. He tosses it on the floor uncaringly, pulling Sonitus close right away to continue where they left off. While kissing, Axis’ hands travel down Sonitus’ broad chest and sides, sliding along the waistband until the brunette can unbutton his lover’s pants.Shivering noticeably Sonitus sighs into the kiss. His fingers glide over Axis' skin like measuring every inch before he reaches the pants he intends to get rid of as well. Unbuttoning his lover’s pants he breaks the kiss and lets his lips travel down the way his hands took, hinting that his tongue might be inclined to travel elsewhere but does not since there is still fabric in the way. Panting a bit, he gets up to pull off his pants, leaving it where he stands, letting Axis savor the view for a few moments before he tends to the other Glaive's pants as well.That, too, just lands on the ground before Sonitus gets down on the bed again, pulling his lover onto his lap. "Life may be no chocobofarm but you can still have a pleasant ride." He whispers breathlessly. Axis chuckles slightly as he uses the momentum to grab the bottle of lube from the nightstand. “You’re not making it any better, you know? You’ll see what you get out of it.” He pants, shoving the bottle against Sonitus’ chest so he can proceed with preparing them both."Only the best, as always." Sonitus grins, grabbing the lube and does as non-verbally suggested by his lover. The rest of the afternoon consists of teasing and pleasing each other until utter exhaustion grabs them both. Sleep finds them cuddled up to each other and profoundly satisfied.
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Tredd really is not in the mood for either inventory or cleaning. Cursing and muttering under his breath he reluctantly follows Luche. They could do so many better things with this evening! The blonde does not respond to the railing. Even though he tries to keep his usual neutral expression, the corners of his mouth seem to twitch slightly every now and again. He opens the door to the uniform closet and storage rooms. "After you." He states making an inviting gesture.Rolling his eyes Tredd stomps past Luche. “Spare me that.” He growls, brows furrowed and unwillingness clearly written on his face. His mood is just as dark as the dusty storage room. The blonde just shrugs, then closes and locks the door behind them. On one of the crates in the rooms lay two clipboards with lists but Luche does not pick them up. Instead he turns to Tredd."And I thought you'd like to 'work' under me." Luche states, a grin spreading on his face while he grabs the redhead and pulls him close. Kissing him passionately, he maneuvers Tredd against the wall in a dark corner, pressing his body against the redhead's. Giving his boyfriend a dubious look, Tredd lets him have his way. He returns the kiss just as passionately, looking rather confused as he wraps his arms around Luche."Don't give me that look." The blonde mumbles when he breaks the kiss to catch some breath. "You didn't really think I only have work in mind, did you?" He adds, inclining his head a bit. "The task is mainly done. What still needs to be checked can be done within a few minutes. I had to provide a proper excuse and that's the best I could come up with. Here we're certainly undisturbed. Whatever someone could want, they know better than to disturb me when I'm checking the supplies." He winks with a grin.The redhead snorts, rolling his eyes once more as he draws a deep breath. “Actually I did think you’re going to make me do this.” He makes a sweeping gesture into the room and shakes his head. “It’s not like you’re well known for lying or making fun or whatever.” Tredd complains, eyeing the space around them.Luche shakes his head. "It's no lie. At least not completely. It's due and there is still something to fill out. And Drautos never officially lifted that cleaning duty for you, so this actually is a win-win for you. I'll tell him you helped, so that duty should be fulfilled and we get to spend time together, completely unbothered by anyone."The room they are in is a usual room to store spare uniforms and other supplies in big crates. It is not as dusty as expected what might prove the blonde's words true. He really already went through the inventory. Groaning slightly, Tredd leans his head against Luche’s shoulder for a moment. “If you intend to continue this, do me a favor and don’t mention the captain anymore, or I doubt that anything pleasant will happen.” He grumbles."But that's the best way to keep any curious noses out of anything." Luche chuckles, running his hands over the redheads back. "As for any pleasant things, I think, I can help with that." He adds more quietly, putting one hand onto Tredd's neck to pull him into another passionate kiss. Tredd returns the kiss, but he does not hold it very long. Panting slightly he glances at his lover, rare sincerity in his look.“Luche, seriously… I’m tired of all this. It’s been more than a decade now, and where has it gotten us?” the redhead sighs. “Sometimes I wish I could just forget about everything and live a normal life.” The blonde lets out a long sigh. "Do you think I feel differently?" He lifts a hand, running it softly over Tredd's cheek. "If there was a way to get back to a normal life, I'm sure either of us would already have grabbed the opportunity." The usual neutral expression vanishes, showing how Luche really feels about the whole situation, including his feelings for the redhead."Really, I wish there was no need for secrecy and finding excuses. Just have a normal day and spend my time with you." The blonde mumbles softly. "It might be high hopes but there has to be an end to this war at some point." Closing his eyes, Tredd leans into the touch. “I would give everything to make it happen.” He whispers, looking at Luche again. “I want to forget about everything, if only for a while.” He mumbles, bowing down to steal a kiss from the blonde’s lips."We all do." Luche replies softly after returning the kiss. "I might be able to help with forgetting." He adds with a smirk. Tredd hums appreciatively, closing his eyes once more while he pulls Luche close, wrapping his arms tightly around the blonde. “I love you.” He whispers so quietly that it could easily be missed.Observant as the blonde is he, of course, hears the quiet confession. His hand still on Tredd's cheek he turns his head to look at the redhead. "I love you, too." He answers softly. The blue of his eyes, usually icy and rather cold, radiates with the warmth that swings in his voice. The redhead blinks while a tiny smile spreads on his lips. Sliding one hand in the back of Luche’s neck he crushes their lips together again, kissing the blonde almost desperately.Returning the kiss, Luche parts his lips as an invitation to intensify it even more. His hand slides from Tredd's cheek to his neck, curtly brushing along the ear as he does so. There it comes to rest for a moment before it moves on into the red hair. With his other arm, the blonde holds the redhead close. Gladly accepting the invitation, Tredd’s hands sneak under Luche’s uniform jacket to push it down his shoulders at the next best opportunity.The blonde shrugs his jacket off. He breaks the kiss for a moment to catch it from falling down and putting it on one of the crates as well as to catch some breath. Picking up the kiss where they left off, he slides one hand under Tredd's jacket at the redheads shoulder to push it off while the other already slips under the shirt, caressing his boyfriend's skin.Tredd just lets his jacket fall to the floor. He does not care at all. It can be washed after all. Luche’s fingers on his bare skin let him shiver slightly while a soft moan escapes his lips right into their kiss. His fingers absently fumble with the buttons of the blonde’s shirt, impatient enough to rather rip them open, if only he would not have to explain that to Drautos afterwards.Thankfully the buttons open easily as if sensing the redhead's impatience. Luche pulls his hand out from under Tredd's shirt to unbutton it as well, given the lack of movement space for his hands. While he is at it, he pulls off his shirt as well and places it on top of his jacket; shortly breaking their kiss as he does so.Tredd gasps for air as his shirt accompanies his jacket on the floor. With another, pleasant shudder he snuggles up to the blonde again, savoring the feeling of Luche’s warm skin on his own. For a moment he does not move, just breathing in his lover’s scent, then a mischievous grin curls his lips and he rolls his hips, pressing his body against the other Glaive’s.Luche's fingers wander idly over Tredd's skin while he savors the nearness as well. He surely understands the hint, letting one hand wander down to the waistband, slipping his fingers under it. The other keeps wandering up and down his boyfriend's spine while his lips search for the redhead's for another passionate kiss.Tredd has to bite his lips in order to muffle another moan when Luche’s hand slips into his pants. Closing his eyes his lips still find those of his lover, kissing him passionately while he uses one hand to support himself, the other cards through Luche’s blonde hair, fingernails softly scratching at his scalp. Shivering the blonde sighs into the kiss. His hand wanders down as well to join with his other hand to unbutton Tredd's pants to have more space to move around.The redhead breaks the kiss to gasp for air, panting heavily by now. Biting his lips once more he leans his head against Luche’s shoulder to catch some breath. He only lifts it again to plant soft kisses along the blonde’s neck and jaw, eventually reaching his ear that he gently tends to with lips and tongue. Meanwhile his hands travel down his lover’s sides to unbutton and slide down his pants as well.A soft moan escapes Luche's lips, accompanied by pleasant shivers under the redhead's efforts. He is breathing heavily, trying his best to stay as quiet as possible. The blonde pushes down Tredd's pants, caressing what he can reach on the way down. Once they got rid of his pants as well, he pulls his boyfriend close again, maneuvering him against the wall again pressing against him with slight moves of his hips.Tredd leans against the wall, shivering as the cool stone meets his skin. He bows his head to nip on Luche’s neck, his hands caressing the blonde’s back and sides until they come to a halt on his hips. Moaning against his lover’s skin at the sudden sensation he closes his eyes again. Shuddering pleasantly once again, Luche's movements come to a halt for a moment. "Turn." He whispers breathlessly, stepping back to fumble a small tube of lube out of the pocket of his uniform jacket.The substance is quickly applied but before they get to do what they are about to; heavy steps can be heard in the hallway. Steps that can be easily identified belonging to Drautos. At first it seems like he is about to pass the storage room but suddenly he stops in his tracks. Tredd does as he is told, bracing himself against the wall. With a displeased groan he rolls his eyes when he becomes aware of Drautos in the vicinity. “Gods, Ramuh fuck him hard.” He curses under his ragged breath.After what seems like an eternity but probably was less than a minute, the captain starts to move again. It does not take long until his steps fade away. "Gods." Luche mumbles, relieved they were not literally caught in the act. Instead he lets his hands glide over Tredd's body again to continue what they intended to do.Now that the threat is lifted, they both indulge in mutual pleasure, trying to keep it as quiet as possible. Once both of them are satiated and Luche pulled back, Tredd turns to pull the blonde into a tight embrace. Still gasping, he claims his lover’s lips for a searing kiss. Breathlessly, Luche returns the kiss, snuggling against the redhead. He cannot hold it for long though, breaking the kiss to catch his breath.The blonde leans his head against Tredd's shoulder not in the mood to let go of him just now, even though they will have to get dressed again soon. Holding his eyes closed, Tredd places a soft kiss on Luche’s hair. From there, his lips trail down to the blonde’s ear, gently nibbling on it and moving his tongue along the shell. Eventually he moves on, sucking up a mark right behind his boyfriend’s ear.The redhead's efforts let the blonde shiver and sigh pleasantly. "Careful..." Luche mumbles, although knowing it might already be too late. "No need to place a mark, I'm totally yours." He adds, turning his head a bit to look at Tredd. The redhead chuckles softly. “Sorry, it was just so tempting.” He purrs, a loving warmth reflecting in his eyes. “I’m completely yours, too. Always.” He adds whispering."If someone is tempting, it's you." Luche grins. "I know but I can't deny I like to hear that." The blonde adds, lifting his head to kiss Tredd lovingly. Contently, the redhead sighs into the kiss, returning it just as tenderly. When he breaks it again, he blinks a few times. “Let us finish this crap,” he nods towards the crate holding the two clipboards, “And continue this elsewhere.” He suggests eventually."That sounds like a plan." Luche agrees, letting go of the redhead. He gets up and gathers his clothes, putting them on again. He grabs one of the clipboards making a few notes on it, doing the same on the other one afterwards. "It's basically only this crate that needs to be checked. Then we sign that stuff, deliver it to the captain's office and then we're done." The blonde explains.Tredd dresses again while Luche scribbles around on the clipboard. Once he is done he stretches and then raises an eyebrow. “That crate?” he echoes, not really knowing what to think of it. Then he just shrugs and steps closer to said crate to open it and have a look inside. "Yes that one. As I said, I already checked all the other stuff." The blonde nods.The crate holds their rations for deployments. Euphemistically called pre-cooked dishes, even an optimist might have difficulties to find this tasty. It keeps them sated and fed so they have to live with it. “Ugh…” Tredd lets out and slams the crate shut immediately. “Rations, too many of them.” He reports with a disgusted snort.Luche chuckles, handing Tredd the clipboards. "You don't have anything else to do other than noting down what I'm telling you. It's basically just a quick check how many are there, they are non-perishable anyway. Literally. I don't get why they still print a minimum durability date on them." The blonde states, then gets to work. He quickly counts through the flavors of the rations stored in there, telling Tredd the numbers to put on the sheet. After a few minutes their task is done.“I wonder why they still produce them. I mean, come on, seriously, no one likes them. Back in history they have had cooks in the military, because they thought that good food would raise the soldier’s moral. What became of it?” The redhead rants while he fills in whatever Luche tells him and then puts the clipboard back into the blonde’s hands once they’re done."Because cooks are expensive. They need to be trained as cooks and for military service and no one wants to pay it." Luche shrugs, grabbing the clipboards. He signs the sheets on both, then tucks them under his arm. "Let's drop them off at Drautos' office and then get back to more pleasant things." With that he unlocks the door and opens it letting himself and the redhead out.The redhead huffs. “We’re just nothing to them.” He mutters, lifting a thumb to point upwards, hinting at the higher floors of the citadel. Drautos is not in the office, so they leave the clipboards on his desk and get to Tredd’s room where they continue the pleasures they started back in the storage room.
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Luche does not know how long they slept. All he knows is that it was not enough and that his phone is ringing frantically on the nightstand. At this time of night there is only one person who would call him. Still wrapped tightly in Tredd's embrace, the blonde stirs. "Let go off me, I need to take that call." He mumbles, trying to pull free.The redhead mumbles something incomprehensible and blinks himself awake. When he becomes aware of the unnerving sound caused by Luche’s phone he releases him from his legs and arms immediately and sits up. The blonde grabs the phone. Rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn, he answers it."What took you so long?" Drautos' voice bellows out of the speaker. "It's in the middle of the night, sir." Luche answers. "You're a soldier, you have to be alert at all times." The captain grumbles. "Assemble the Glaives, we have an emergency mission. Briefing in 30 minutes." He adds, then hangs up without any further explanation."Fuck!" Luche curses, jumping out of bed. "Get dressed, we have a mission." He tells Tredd, already putting on the uniform from the day before. He can change into a fresh one later. "I've got to wake the others." The blonde quickly places a kiss on the redhead's lips, then hurries out of the room, phone in hand and already dialing Nyx’s number.“I’ve heard that…” Tredd yawns and follows Luche’s example. Hastily, he collects the pieces of his uniform to put them on. “Shit…” he curses, staring after the blonde for a moment before he rushes into the bathroom. He has to look presentable, after all.
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At the sound of his phone ringing, Nyx bolts upright immediately. Rubbing his eyes with one hand he snatches it from the nightstand to answer it without even bothering to look who’s calling. He can already tell that by the ringtone. “Luche? What happened?” he asks instantly, sounding alarmed.Cor of course wakes up as well when the phone starts to ring. He waits for Nyx to finish his call, though. "An emergency mission. You need to be here in 25 Minutes. And judging by Drautos’ mood, you better manage to get here on time." The blonde answers. "See you." With that, Luche finishes the call. "What happened?" Cor asks when the call ended.Nyx blinks a few times, still pressing the phone to his ear, staring into nothingness for a moment before he lowers the device again. “An emergency mission, gotta be there for briefing in 25.” He fills Cor in and then hurries out of bed. Bowing down for a quick kiss, he curses when the memory of their evening together hits him."Then I'll better drive you. You'll never make it on time by train." The marshal states, getting out of bed after he returned the kiss. He gets dressed as well. "Wish I could at least make you coffee but I don't think there is enough time for this." Cor adds, getting ready to leave. Nyx shakes his head, his expression a mixture of rising panic and distress. “No coffee.” He manages to choke out, grabbing his clothes to pull them over in an futile attempt to collect his thoughts.Of course, Cor sees his boyfriend’s anxiety. "Come here." He says softly, reaching out to pull Nyx into his arms. "Whatever is waiting for you, you're with your friends. You'll manage and you will come back to me. I'll be waiting until then." His voice is warm and caring but also confident. The marshal believes what he says. Wants, and has to believe it in order to calm down his boyfriend's inner turmoil.Snuggling up to Cor, Nyx buries his face in the crook of his lover’s neck. He wraps his arms tightly around the marshal, just concentrating on his even breathing and soothing heartbeat to ground himself again. “I know, I know…” he mutters into Cor’s skin, slowly lifting his head to look at him. “I’m sorry, I… It’s just…” he trails off, just shaking his head once more.Cor softly caresses Nyx’s back. "No need to apologize." He replies warmly. "I'll be here when you get back. You're not alone out there and I trust your friends to have an eye on you as you have one on them." The marshal adds. "Come, we better hurry so you can still change into a uniform." He adds. Cor does not let go of Nyx without another loving kiss.The Glaive returns the kiss tenderly. By the time he releases his boyfriend, Nyx puts up a wobbly smile. “Thank you. I’m fine now. It just kind of caught me off guard.” He says calmly and then nods. “Yeah, we better hurry. Without you I would never make it.” Cor nods. "Understandable." He answers, walking to the front door. He grabs the keys for his car, then puts on shoes and jacket, ready to leave with Nyx.The drive to the Citadel is a speedy one. Cor ignores any possible speed limit, drifting around the corners with squeaking tires. Nyx does not seem to mind. He sits back in the passenger seat with closed eyes, just praying that they will make it in time. He does not feel like talking either, letting the marshal concentrate on the road ahead instead.With squealing and almost fuming tires Cor stops his car in front of the Citadel. "Fifteen minutes. That's almost a record." He states, turning to Nyx. "You better run, then you should still make it on time." He leans over, quickly placing a kiss on his boyfriend's lips. "Take care." Nyx returns the kiss full of affection, chuckling slightly once it ends. “Yeah. I will. I love you.” He whispers, before he jumps out of the car, slamming the door shut.With a last, loving glance over his shoulder, Nyx jogs towards the barracks to get changed into a fresh uniform as fast as he can before he runs over to the Glaive HQ.
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While Cor and Nyx are on their way, Luche pounds against Sonitus' door, already dialing Pelna's number. Swinging the door open the blonde has to realize that the wanted person is not here. Cursing, he slams the door shut, running to Axis' room while waiting for Pelna to pick up. "Moah, Luche, do you know what time it is?" The black-haired complains sleepily."It's you've got 20 minutes to get here time." The blonde answers. "Emergency mission, briefing in 20, so you better get moving now. See you." Luche hangs up. Pelna groans unwillingly, starting to get out of bed. As much as he would just like to slump back, sleep time is over. When Pelna’s phone rings, Monica stirs, sitting up right away. “What happened?” she asks yawning."Emergency mission. Briefing is in 20 minutes." Pelna groans again, rubbing his face then starts to get dressed again. “Oh shit.” Monica mumbles with a crooked grin. “Hurry up, I’ll drive you.” She adds then, climbing out of bed herself. Being all the soldier she is, she is dressed in her uniform and ready to leave in no time."You're a lifesaver." Pelna smiles thankfully. "I'm ready to go." He states, stealing a quick kiss from her, nonetheless. Monica returns the kiss briefly, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Then she grabs her keys and opens the door to let Pelna out, following right after the Glaive to rush over to her car. “Get in.” she orders, already plopping down behind the wheel.She does not have to ask twice. Pelna jumps into the passenger seat, bracing himself for the drive. And the run that will wait for him afterwards. The engine howls in protest, as Monica starts the ignition and forces every last bit of speed out of it. Fortunately the streets are almost empty at that time of night, so she can put up a rather racy way of driving, deliberately ignoring redlights and a certain captain of the city watch waving at her to stop the car."I'm sure you'll hear from him for that." Pelna comments nodding towards Petra they just passed. Monica chuckles in amusement. “Probably.” She admits and then shrugs. “Wanna see him try complaining to the marshal.” She adds with a wink as she turns around another corner, a hint of surprise on her face when she notices Cor’s car already parking in front of the citadel. With an emergency break and squealing tires she brings her own vehicle to a halt right next to his."I hope this mission doesn't take too long. I may not be able to be in touch." Pelna sighs, not really having an eye on the street or the marshal's car. "See you soon." He adds, leaning over to kiss Monica softly. "Thanks for driving. I'm afraid, I have to run now. Literally." Monica returns the kiss lovingly, cupping Pelna’s cheek with one hand. “Pelna, I’m a soldier, too. I know all that. Just make sure you return safely, okay?” she says softly, kissing him once more before she draws back."I will. Promise." He nods, returning the kiss, then jumps out of the car and immediately hits the ground running. Monica’s gaze follows Pelna for a moment before she suppresses a deep sigh and gets out of her car as well.
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In the meantime Luche has reached Axis' door, pounding heavily against it to wake Axis up. And probably Sonitus who seems to have crashed here once more after gaming, and losing. There is no answer from inside, only soft rustling and muffled groaning. Luche rolls his eyes. Yes, they all would prefer to sleep. He flings the door open and turns on the light. "Get up, I'm not knocking just for fun!" He grumbles, blinking at the sight.Expecting Sonitus to sleep on the sofa, the blonde is caught off guard to find the two men cuddling in bed. Axis pries his eyes open and squeezes them shut against the sudden brightness right away. “Fuck me sideways, Lazarus, are you insane?!” he grumbles, groping for his phone on the nightstand to check the clock."We already did that." Sonitus mumbles, only hearing half of Axis’ words because he is still more asleep than awake, fishing for the other man to nestle his face against his shoulder. "Good grief. We have an emergency mission. You have 20 minutes till briefing, so you better get up!" Luche speaks rather loudly but is not yet yelling.It is enough to wake up Sonitus. "Fuuuuck." He groans, looking up for a moment, then drops his face into the cushion. "Get moving." The blonde growls, slamming the door shut. Axis blinks and runs a hand through his hair. “Oh fuck…” he moans and rolls out of bed to get dressed. Of all embarrassing situations he ever went through, this one has definitely been the worst.Sonitus grumbles something undistinguishable and crawls out of the bed. From the sounds of it a mixture of cursing, more cursing and yawning. He puts on the uniform from the day before, then opens the door a crack wide, glancing out. Right now there is no one except the blonde walking over to Crowe's door to wake her up as well. "See you in a jiffy." He casts a short glance over at Axis, then sees to getting to his room so he can act as if coming from there when going to the briefing room. Axis just yawns in return and shuffles into the bathroom to get ready in time.Luche does not even have to knock as Crow’s door swings open. “The heck is going on here?” A pretty sleepy Crowe wants to know. “Are you out of your mind?” Before the blonde can answer though, a likewise tired Libertus appears in the door of his own room. “What’s the matter?” he inquires, raising an eyebrow."Gods. What do you think might be the reason, huh?" Luche grumbles. "Emergency mission. Briefing in 15 Minutes. So get going." He adds, turning on his heel to stomp off into the direction of the briefing room. Crowe and Libertus exchange a look, obviously evaluating if this is real or just some sort of very stupid joke. The blonde is not the type for such sick jokes however, so both doors fall shut again within the blink of an eye.It does not take long until they open once more and both Glaives, neatly dressed in their uniforms, jog towards the briefing room.
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Outside, Monica leans against her car, her gaze settling upon Cor. “Morning, marshal.” She greets him, a faint smile on her lips. "Good morning, Monica." Cor answers turning to her. "I guess you had to drive Pelna?" He asks, even though the question is more a rhetorical one. Monica nods, heaving a sigh. “It feels strange, huh? Letting them go…”The first officer of the Crownsguard pauses for a moment, thoughtfully glancing at the citadel. “I mean, we’re all soldiers, we know what we signed up for, but still, it’s strange.” Cor sighs and nods. "Yes, it's a weird feeling. Knowing that this is a soldier's life doesn't make it any easier either." He rubs his face. "How about a coffee? I don't think either of us can just go back to sleep now."“True. I was about to suggest that. And we may as well head to work afterwards.” Monica replies with a crooked grin. Hesitating for a moment, her gaze turns back to the marshal. “You don’t happen to know anything about that emergency, do you?” she asks then."Yes, we can." Cor nods. "We could close the office earlier and catch up on the lost sleep." He adds, then shrugs. "Unfortunately, no. I haven't heard any intel that indicated a major issue." The marshal nods down the street. "There is a little coffee shop around the corner, we can get at least a small breakfast there as well."“Too bad.” Monica mumbles and nods in agreement. They both know that they would not close the office earlier today - quite the opposite. Pushing herself off the car she starts moving into the direction the marshal suggested.