Passing the Time [Open]

[D.C.]

'Home...'

After seeing the central capitol of Werstein, Yoli never would have thought she'd swipe a taste of her homestead life ever again. Sure, it was mundane, peaceful, and... well, boring. But after being a piece of military equipment for a couple years, she learned to appreciate the quiet. Just in brief doses.

At the moment, she was sitting on an old, weathered fence just outside the city limits where farmland started, spanning for as far as she could see. The sun winked over it, making the grass shimmer when the lazy breeze whistled gingerly. Winding trails and rolling hills only finally gave out to the woods beyond. Beautiful? Gorgeous? Enchanting? Such descriptions proved meager to the getup she witnessed.

It was a good distraction at least.

The past few days had proved less fruitful and more taxing than the last three years combined. Joining Balire. That had been a huge deal. But now being the latest G-Knight pilot in the vicinity of the kingdom? How did it even happen? She wasn't necessarily upset about it. At least not until she had overheard the other candidates.

Yoli took a drag of her cigarette and sighed. What a spectacle she was turning it into. Annoying.

[D.C.]

She dropped from the fence. As Yoli knelt to snuff out her cigarette, she noticed an approaching caravan in the distance. Her heart didn't jolt in her chest. Not like it once had. Pitiable. Yoli planted her smoke and rose, the wind picking up again. Her dirty, mangled hair caught on her face and she brushed it out of her eyes.

"I guess I can't put this all off forever... But just a little more.'

Yoli turned and looked up at the capital in all its ancient glory. She wondered vaguely over who or what had managed to erect it those many years again. Then soon decided that she really didn't care. Yoli started down the road back.

[D.C.]

It wasn't long before Yoli had managed to find her way through the city. Finding the right hangar was another issue entirely. She'd only been there a few times before. Any proper training with the G-Knight she'd been assigned to seemed put off. Why? She wasn't so sure herself. At the rate things were going though, she wondered why she even bothered to worry about it.

A couple dead ends, wrong hangars, and muttered curses later, Yoli stepped into the deep recess that housed her gentle giant. Perhaps it wasn't the best description for a mechanical menace that weighed several thousand tons, rivaling some of the tallest buildings in the the city with sharp, metal plates and a gleaming set of artificial eyes that stared down at whatever victim set in its path. But while she had been inside the cockpit, it had felt the opposite to her.

She'd been terrified at first. It would be assumed what with suddenly having no footing and no sense of direction. 'What was up? Down? Right was left?' She'd almost been sick as she fell backwards out onto the hanging platform back then. It hadn't been a pleasant experience, but she'd come around in the next couple weeks. It was almost like being underwater only without the lack of breathing factor yet still maintaining the bliss of muffling out the world around her.

Yoli scaled Vedian carefully. It wouldn't hurt to check his diagnostics and see how he was faring. Would pass the time at the very least. To her, things seemed like they had stumbled to a crawl lately. Not to say she didn't enjoy a bit of time to recoup and leaf through her mind. But sitting around for long time constraints wasn't much her thing.

[Loto Vialo]

Margaret had been wandering the halls, or hangars in this case. She had been trying to figure out the G knights. It was just something she did in her spare time, when she wasn't off exploring Manter. Today she had decided to visit the hangars, and see the different designs of G Knights. Her bright yellow shirt, jean shorts, and sneakers made her seem out of place. Lets see what hangar should I visit next. Leaning against a wall, while her mind pondered the question. The corner of her eye saw some one entering a hangar to her left.

Okay its decided that's the hangar I'll visit next. Lifting herself off the wall. She walked to the entrance of the hangar. Now with a clear view of the person, she saw the person was female in build. Margaret was slightly intrigued by this, but even more by the G knight the woman was in front of. Walking into the hangar now she slowly approached the two. "Excuse me are you the pilot of this G Knight ?"

Margaret had stopped six feet away from the woman. In her mind there wasn't a reason to sneak up on her. Especially if she thought Margaret was an intruder of some kind. It wasn't a fun thought, but it had all ready happened today. The guards had mistaken her for a lost high school student earlier today.

[D.C.]

Yoli nearly fell back off of Vedian as Margaret piped up. Getting a grip one of the outcropped plates, she yanked herself forward; the momentum carried her back into her seated position and Yoli peered down with vague annoyance that slowly traversed to slight curiosity. What was a girl her age doing wandering around the hangars? New blood?

"That I would be... Somehow. Anyway, what are you doing here? Lost or something?"

For the moment, Yoli remained where she was, rubbing the corner of her eye.

[Eira]

Standing upstraight with his back tighter than usual, Leander cruised forward to the two women in front of him. Though he didn't know their names, he knew that what he had to offer was definitely powerful enough to attract their attentions. However, he knew that he could only take one of them, unless the boss decided that two was definitely not enough.

"You two, come over here." He said in a sturdy yet demanding voice. Although he knew that he gave an extremely negative first impression, his voice was strong enough to attract the women. "My name is Leander Reinberg. Under strict orders from Your Majesty, I have been sent here to take one of you to go capture one of the lands south of Balire." He said as he proposed to let the information sink into his comrade's minds.

[Loto Vialo]

Margaret had nearly jumped out of her shoes, seeing the woman nearly fall of her knight. Noticing the woman had recovered she was relieved for a few moments. Margaret had closed her eyes realizing it had happened again. That's twice in one day. I can't look that out of place. Margaret's eyes opened again looking up at the woman. "No, I'm not lost at all. I'm part of the scavenger groups that go out from time to time.

Hearing someone speak up in a drab official tone, Margaret looked in that direction to see who it was. The person was a young man apparently named Leander Reinberg. Turning to Leander with her hands clasped behind her back. "That depends Mr.Reinberg do you need a shield or a sword?" It was a small question of hers, and it seemed appropriate for the situation.

[D.C.]

Yoli blinked. Her eyes transfixed on the teenager underneath her and she probably would have said something more if not for the sudden appearance of the young man. His words carried a distanced authority of professionalism, something not uncommon among the militia of Balire. Years ago, she would have been hard pressed not to resent such political leeway, but by now she'd grown accustom.

Neglecting Vedian for the moment, Yoli half climbed, half jumped down off of the G-Knight. She made quick strides over to who she now knew as Leander. Overtaking land? Well, it wasn't a surprise. After all, she knew enough that to all six kingdoms more land meant more power. And more power meant potentially the conquering and ending of all the grief they witnessed. The suddenness failed to unsettle her either. Getting instant orders tended to be the norm. Perhaps the most shocking note came from the idea that it was a direct order from their divine ruler.

She tucked her hands in her pockets but removed them soon after she discovered the holes in the bottom of each of them. Yoli resorted to folding her arms instead.

"Sounds serious... I can be ready in five. Unless you feel she'd be more suitable..."

She tilted her head towards Margaret but otherwise didn't budge.

'I wonder... What's the rush?'

[Eira]

"A shield or a sword?" Leander repeated with a smile. "A shield or a sword doesnt matter. As long as team work is present, organisation and planning in valid, weapons are not necessary. I have checked both your G-Knights and compared it with mine. It seems that its very hard to request either one of you to be my coordinate." Leander informed. "Also, this invasion should be easy as we are not invading enemy territory and its below of us and its extremely easy to take it."

"For us to work effeciently, I will need to call in and ask whether i can pull both of you out with me and take on this adventure. Please be patient." Leander said. Turnining around, he dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Dialling the buttons with a push of a button, he waited till connection was made with the head of the invasion department, requesting whether he can take two instead of one.

[D.C.]

[Moving on, I guess. oO; Loto, hop in again whenever you get the chance.]

Yoli simply nodded again. She looked around the hangar as Leander dialed away at his phone and noticed a convenient support. While Leander listened in for an answer, the young woman took a couple strides over to the post, turned, and leaned back into it. Her hands came uncrossed as she tapped it lightly but soft enough with her fingertips so as not to act as a distraction. Waiting.

[Loto Vialo]

Margaret closed her eyes hearing Leander's answer. Oh great he's one of those uptight types. Opening her eyes she saw the man dialing, and the other person walking to another pint in the hangar. Margaret herself turned around, and went back to staring at the G knight in the hangar. Is it really necessary to use three of these armors? Just one could hold off three squads of ground troops. A question was also slowly bugging her in the back of the head. She decided to ignore the feeling for now at least.

[Eira]

Nodding with every reply, Leander smiled as he graciousto hear such a satisfying answer. "Cool. Thank you Sir!" He said as he disconnected his connection on the phone with his superior. Turning back and facing the two women who seemed annoyed by his sudden presence and even perhaps his sudden suggestion, he made sure that he didnt offend the two ladies.

"Apologies to my sudden appearance. Good new, both of you are allowed to go with me to invade the lower area of Balire. Scheduled invasion time begins in 6 hours. Until then, please prepare yourself. Or...if you like...why dont we all three go to some lounge room and start introducing ourselves formally and making us friends, instead of acquaintances?" Leander suggested.

[D.C.]

Yoli relieved herself of her prior stance, approaching Leander as he ended his phone call. She shrugged mildly as he bid for forgiveness and made his suggestion. For what seemed like forever (though in truth, it was only a couple seconds), she paused in thought. Was it worth bothering? Probably. She would be working with them in six hours, after all, for who knew how long. That and both of them being fellow G-Knight pilots peeked her interest if only slightly.

'Well, I guess I have nothing better to do.'

"Sure. Why not?"

This post has been edited by D.C. on Apr 9 2009, 11:51 PM

[Loto Vialo]

Lander kept using the word invade, which kept rubbing Margaret the wrong way. Why can't he use a word like occupy, or something else. Margret's eyes, unknown to her, had closed again. There was something bugging her about this whole scenario, and not just the scenario but this Lander person. He doesn't seem to committed to his lounge suggestion. In fact he sounds a bit nervous about it. Was it because the of them were female, or was it because the woman was around the same age as him? Margaret's eyes opened, as she walked back towards Lander. "I guess so. It's not like I have anything important to be doing."

[Eira]

"Okay, lets go!" Leander said as he heard the approval of the two ladies. "I assume that you guys dont have a vehicle that can help you guys go to the bar. Please, let me be a gentleman and drive you two there." He suggested with a very gentle and assisting tone. Gesturing to the side, he hoped that he could boast off his own vehicle, recently upgraded with a new magnificient spoiler and a new hood.