Man, I really should've just waited here for the commander to come back.
Smith walks on the cement floor, as his arm acts as a place to balance the clothing, with two camouflage uniforms, cargo pants and a pair of pink underwear with fancy stripes, as all of the wear needlessly fold into perfection.
"I could've made a better choice."
With the winds of snow quieter than ever, walking down the planes of rocks and ancient stepping stones, while going to the other sides, as thoughts linger on the aftermath.
Hm, I wonder what he will pick, probably a cliche colour or something I've never used, hopefully they both can work things out, just imagine..
In the snow forest, with the hills in the background, the snow of eternity is always as it feels. The feel on the metal cages, a helicopter flies by the almost uninhabited wastelands, arsenals with a multitude of rockets and arms, ready for any actions against it, it flies with a high speed unmatched by most land vehicles, the long blades extend wide as the snows that hit the blazes were gored as vapours.
Inside, two arms mens, black with gears, armors of somewhat fantasy of future techs, with plate carriers and multitude of munitions, all side covers with sort of padding all corners, as theirs weight is held by a mechanism that attach to the arms of the soldier of deaths, exo-suits powered by unknown aura, with a mask, a knight cross red glows with rifles on holsters, both sit beside a person, it wears one of the officer, ticks that is covered by a trenches coats, her hair is tied up to a bums, with a headset on as her eye lips close.
As the sound of music plays on her headset, the snow falls on the outskirts of hills and trees.
The woman in the middle, beside two guards, pulls a phone from her uniform pocket. As some clicks continue, she presses calls, it beeps all around the guards, who stood there without a press,
As the beep stops, the other side spokes which can be heard from her headphones.
"Hello?
The sound was the same, always laid back, like we were talking in our own rooms.
"Hi. As of now, I can hear your steps."
Smith nodded his head.
"Yes, I'm bringing clothing for the new girl and boy." With the steps that echoiny the hallway, the radio transmits and sends it to hear for her.
"Estelle Klavidnov. Her codename is Misha. I'm coming there for them both. I hope they're good. As I heard, it seems like the expedition didn't end well. Should have talked to them more, I heard some bond was made, how's ?"
With the steps slowed, he slowed the tone of the room.
"When I ate, she was outside on the side of the kitchen exit."
All was silent, but the noise cancellation by the headphones, the disturbance of white noise washed by as it felt long, quiet sounds.
"Right, keep an eye on her, I'll talk to her about it".
steps came closer to the door of his objectives; it opened as he chuckled.
"Hm, what are you, a therapist? More like the drug lord"
With coming closer, his hand is on the mobile phone while his left hand hold the clothes, looking out the end of the doors to the rooms, and then he walks towards the door, whereSmithh is there, looking, beside him on the bed, a half-naked girl and the only thing she has is a jacket. At least it's long enough, as of now, I wonder what happened, maybe another fight... who knows at this point.
Then he says the reply to the phone in his ear.
"Come a little quicker, Commander, have a good ride, good luck"
As before, she could speak, he hung the line on a knot end.
As she heavily breathes, with the soulless soldier beside her, no reactions.
These worms, it's whatever, I'll have to check on that kitchen girl, and introduce the medicine, right, just doing your job.
As he close the line, putting back on his bag pouch beside his plate armour, he moved closer to the door, looking at the girl face, for her to look away slightly, as then, he looked to Lite, who is in front of him, as the room is dark as only the light from the doors was shining, but smith block some of the light, leaving a huge echoing shadows. As such, he speaks while pushing his hand towards the light.
"Here, take this."
As a light standing there, motionless.
"That's an underwear."
Smith pulled back, took the neatly folded underwear and split the clothing apart, as one jacked on the side of his right hand and the full set on the left, while keeping the underwear on the tops. As then smith push his right hand towards lite, with Lite move a little closer to take it, it was a jacked, white camo, with an insignia on the left and right shoulder as it says "6" Inside a triangle, as if it were usually an eyes as it replace by the 6, the last jacked has no insignia, but under the triangle, a number can be seen with three digits 054 as then, looking to the side of smith, it has the same insignia, but a it's 052.
I hope for dear god she won't question the strange decision I've made. I try to pick one that was not used at all, but I couldn't remember nor want to remember, but I think she never had this before. Let's just make a little bond so I don't become a stereotypical bad leader.
As he then walks towards Misha, he towered over her a little, as he then pushed his left hand, with the clothing, as the top is an underwear, colour pink with cool long stripes.
As such, he replied
"Miran asked you to borrow it for now; it's not used, you can take it if you wish."
As she pulled her hands and took the clothes and more, she touched his hand, as he was not using the glove, it was warm, as her hand was cold from the snow. Then, he started rummaging through his side bags, as he still wears the heavy Kevlar armour. But the Light machine gun he had was no more, with only a small firearm on his pelvis, covered by Kevlar flaps to protect his legs and crotch areas.
I think three should work. We will have a resupply by the commander. I think this should last a little bit longer. As he pulled three white square objects, three square sachets covered by soft plastic fell, and he handed them to her, shaking them lightly while reaching them to her.
With her hesitantly taking it, as then he rubbed his hands in a washing motion, and then he went to light, saying to him on the right side.
"Wear the jacket, let's go to dinner, I heard you didn't eat, yeah?"
With lite, I was about to reply,
"That would be good."
With him making a hook on the left shoulder, pushing the left slightly to the doors, as he turns and says to the person behind.
"Wear those, and go to the diner, just follow the sign. We greatly appreciate you coming, good luck."
Then he closed the doors, leaving only the radiator heard on the empty closure.
As I walked to the door, it was the same feeling as always, but in front of him, as the walking continued, it was quiet and peaceful for much of the day.
This place is so different from anything, like the chance to find a girl in a barracks, close to men, or the fact that a girl is here. I wonder if this is just Western equality at work. I should, maybe, I can ask him.
With lite lightly speeding to Smith, and then he questioned out of the blue.
"I wonder why there. There are so many girls here."
As then, while walking, Smith replied, as it shines, his mood was up to high regard at the moment.
"How can you tell? Well, I will babble a bit, but basically. In this world, their culture is that, while magic exists, everyone can practise it; it doesn't discriminate, nor care about your gender, only your genetics. Even if you got the jackpot and become a one-man army, with the advancement, a one-man army is risky and unviable, but they do exist. As everyone can wield the founding aura, everyone is magically equal.
Lite nods his head a little.
"Interesting."
As Smith continued.
"Wow, you are doing well for the fact that we are in a different realm, a lot of newbies will get a heart attack. Well, there's a culture around this part of the world, where the male acts as a commander, like in chess, where the king is weak, but the queen, she wields the power to stomp almost anything, but even then, if the king is dead, the game is over.
The man holds the authority, but the queen holds the power over that authority. But it's social norms, some are more like us, but they're a minority. Do you get it?"
As withSmithh, his voice sudden down with energy
"Our job is to have a contact with this world, we are an expedition group of sorts, travelling unknown land and unknown threats, it's just that unforeseeable situation has struck a little, well,l that's an understatement"
I don't know what is going on, what our goal is, why we are here, I. I have so much to ask, yet I can't echo any word of that, but..
As the steps wind by, the door, that door where the sound of voice of the unknowns, as then, he opens the doors, it remind me, of those lovely old times, it always shines on the wrecked nature of those time, even if, I were to come, at what point does it matter, the enjoyment of those time are just temporary time, I wonder, how this differs.
Lite, walking to the doors, it is upon, the shining light from the ceiling, as the radio sounds punctuates, a music of a rock band from the counter, it reeks with 90's vibes as the sounds are mixed with guitars and drums, it sings along and waves throughout the corner of the square rooms, as many tables are about.
It gave them some light heart tone, but even then, these people around, while laughing can be heard and stares of multitude, as smith was in front of me, I can see their' face, the same jacked, with different headwears, as one wears a beanie, and other did not, three people on the sit, as then, I realise, the diners, with many table that could accompany multitude of squad, only one or two took apart of it.
With Smith speaking
"Hey, Z, how's my food?"
With the one in a beanie, hair yellow. Reply
"Oh, still with me, and hey, a newbie, where's the other?"
As Smith replies
"She is dressing up; she will be right back."
As he then smirked a little, he continued eating
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With him closer to life, as he speaks
"Go sit with them for a bit, I'll get the curries, now, go."
Walking towards the tablet, three people, one girl and two men, one of them, had short red and red eyes, with slightly pointed ears who is playing with a portable gaming device, or on his phones, as the other was a blond with purple eyes his ears a seems normal, all these people, they look very young, as most people here, except smith,
with another girl beside them, hair of purple, and ears higher a bit, she was eating, she didn't looked at me nor knew the existence of me, I can see a little of bit of her eyes, it was blue with some purple, it is so vivid, yet even if it glow bright, it can always be filled with lies, as she just plays with the food, a meatball on a rice, with chicken curry, I haven't gotten those for I wonder how long.
Sitting on the chair beside me, it is so quiet, even if the music in the background washes the room, should I just make some talk, maybe small talk would be fine. But that is pointless in this position, just chilling, just waiting for an opportunity.
With the yellow-haired man, who looks young in age.
"SSo Lite, who is the girl you've slept with?"
As I thought, he is young.
As he lightly cleared his airways, before speaking.
"No, we sleep on different beds, don't you? "
With him, still chewing his food, with a shallow, table manner, as he speaks, will full mouth of rice and curry.
"Hah, no, what I heard is that she almost killed you, anyway, so I doubt you would be together.
What's your skill, what's your power? I think Sir Smith has told you your ranking, right?"
As he awaits, while eating with a spoon at hand, as the curry drips from the spoon, he shovels it, amassing and dripping from his close lips.
Very loud, as very fast in his speaking,
As such, the steps emerged from the white noise that sucked in anything that was heard by Lite. A plate slid from the left of him, a curry filled with a tower of rice and chicken, as the curry dripped with volcanic molten ashes.
As then, Smith sits on the side of the tablet, one of the squad tables, as he sits on the end, as then he speaks.
"He's Charles, that doesn't matter."
As such, zealots smirk a little after gulping all the waste inside,
"Hah, right, I wonder what you can do."
As such, the red-haired man was young but a little mature. With his game device, as he spoke a word, it was quiet, but it sounds of deep tonal voice. "Shut it dickhead.."
As then, Zealot continued eating, as all the court was nothing but a quiet scene of peace, as then, Smith asked.
"So, try my recipe."
As all then, the volcano was in front of me, it is the time, it's not to hot as it vapour has stopped appearing from the rice, but warm and hot by the touch of the spoons, as it tastes, it felts salty by the touch, as it spikes hitting the throats, the taste feels of lacking of sour tastes, with sweetness, it's seems the coconut milk is mixed well as it move arounds, the tastes was always there, I can feel the difference from him, the chicken is soft but a little stiff on some part, even then it's more edible than anything I've had more that these past, years, two, three? I wonder how long I've tasted that one.
As lite, continue eating, it tastes better than most of what I've tasted in the cell container.
As the plates were almost clean from the light, he then commented while the aftertastes lingered.
"Not, not bad, but I do like a curry with a hint of sour to it."
As such, with his mask under it, he wrinkles a little.
Ah, I guess I do need to improve a little, it's alright, if it's edible, then it's enough, as so, her food is still not empty, I wonder how's lavender handle this, her eyes look a little down, for a first greeting of newbie, these are underwhelming, as much I thought about that mission.
An outbreak occurred, a hole was open on the site, it was later cleaned by another company, but our job was to stabilise it, well, it's more of a retreat.
As then, lite sits beside lite, changing seats, as he quietly talks to him.
"Also, light, try to be a little respectful, especially lavender, that purple-haired girl, the last mission didn't end well. If you want to cheer up the air, good luck"
Then, he sat back in his seat.
Ashers died because he died from the inferno infections, but our medic wasn't there because he was killed on the way back by what seems to be an inferno as well. They have been extremely active lately, and the research team could not understand why it's coming up so often. From what I hear, ashes scream to be let alive, with the inferno infecting, it burns your inside, and it spreads like cancer, but every nerve that touches upon it can send a shockwave of tangled nerves as they are lit on fire. As the inferno came closer, he was pushed by Josh with his own feet. As he looked down on the inferno coming closer, the heat outweighing the cold tundra, his last cry before he was thrown off, with his command, telling the helicopter to move upward. And of course I had to clean the floors..
With the time moving upon it was just a calm and nightly fest, as then, the doors on the far end opens, two people enters, a brown hair with a tied hair on a buns, it was stylish as the face there, the same girl, as the eyes is grey in scales, with her having a new suit that was given, it was a uniform, her smiles was just a normal form, as I realise, her neutral face looks as she is looking at death, with a form of officer wears, black and white stripes, it reminds me of a parade clothing you wear on some national days, as then beside her, a man, black hair with Five-o'clock shadows, as his eyes, with a dark skins under his eyes, insomnia mania as seems, his eyes was black, as not of brown, nor dark brown. It was pure black, I can feel the air startle by the mixed between her and him, as he wears the same uniform, he is not towering smith, but is closer to smith in heights, he wears a black cargo pants and a white winter jacket, as with multitude of achievement displays on his shoulder insignia, with the number attached to it. "01"
As they came closer, he seemed to be holding a briefcase. It was similar to the prison one; I never really saw what's inside, after whatever happened to me.
With the continual stares, her eyes linger on you and all of the others, as she lightly waves her hand at the window, making it obvious. Then the man looked at you, his eyes were black, and as he spoke, it was high and friendly sounding.
"Ah, there you are, Lite! Weirdly enough, they put your codename similar to your name"
As he spoke, it was as if we were young and meeting old friends.
With him continued to the chairs, as everyone, unbothered much about his presence, as then Smith spoke to him closely.
"That is the squad leader, codename, "Josh 0-1" name, Sandevi Ska Lovar, tread lightly"
As he came closer, walking behind her
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With coming closer to the sit, as then he whisper to her a little, her ears is abnormally pointy, as then her ear twitch a little, with her part ways from him, and coming closer to the seats, it's one of those seats where it's connected and long as well, with her try to find a way to the side of the seat, as the officer gear, it seems a little stiff, with her having a little hard time, but as time moved, she managed to sit beside you, where she is staring at lavender. As much as I've interacted with her, I wonder, what was her name? Did I forget, or was I never informed?
Then he sits beside me, looking at the red-haired person, with him looking at me while putting the briefcase on the end of the long chair, with him pulling his hand for a handshake, as Lite accepts it.
"How's it going? I wish you were happy here, because that's the last thing you do, as always, be vigilant around here. How's this place, cosy, yeah? I know you would love this back then, en huh?"
Lite opens his eyes slightly. I have no clue, never seen him before, this is the Squad leader? Usually,l y they're the dickhead or cruel one, fascist or just strange, but he's definitely strange.
"Right, I don't remember much."
" Ah, right, how're you and your wife or girlfriend going?"
Girlfriend, or wife, I can't remember anyone. How much did they really know about me? I never had anyone really. If I remember correctly, the last time I met my relative was…
"I don't have a wife, nor a girlfriend, sir."
With him, smirking a little, short black hair with black eyes, face pretty muscular in nature, a role model even, but his smiles filled with a strange canvas, as his emotions sporadically about.
Then he pointed somewhere behind Lite.
" What about over there, c'mon, you have seen her naked, so why not?"
As he proclaims to the whole table without any thought, others decide to eye me, even the red-haired guy who's peeking a little, this shit is horrible, but it's just soldier humour, it can get dark, but those whose spark that darkness something outshine the abyss itself, a coping. But her thoughts…
Her eyes close, hands close, slightly behind Lite, as she stands there, lowering her face. I wish I could tell what she's thinking.
He's just the same as the other guy. As the smith speaks.
"Not only him."
With the red hair suddenly speaking up, even if he is looking at his portable game device, with an invisible smile.
"You have now watched 2 girls naked, congrats.:
I truly had high regard for Smith, but even then, it seems the last mission was not a clean one; at least this could pull a smile on others. As such, I will allow it, but what about her?
While sitting beside the ancient walls, chilling on the dead space, it was peaceful and quiet, as all it should be, the pyromaniacs are now rest in dust for now, but as all too quiet, the sound wave, razor sharps, passing through the hallways, with her noise cancelling headphones, the ring still bypass some filters, as it hit her ears, as she suddenly lay low, trying to hold her headphone together. It screech of alchemical gods, as it vibrate throughout the caverns as it passes to the outside entrance that can fit tens peoples, wide and talls, as the cavern, but a temple of ruins, as then looking, as she looks to the abyss, the eyes of humans, two, tens, multitude of eye glowing in the dark end of the hallways, it as molten veins glows on the darkness that envelops it, with the silhouette covering the being of two story talls, as it then.
With it, she pulled the rifle, which was a modded Mk 14 EBR rifle, as she pointed at it, and the sudden roaring light coming from it sped up to subsonic rounds.
As such, the entrance is surrounded by snow littered all around, with the entrance suddenly brightening, as with the fiery molten magma blowing out to the raining snows, with it reacting with the humidity outside, causing a strong vapour cloud all around the stones and pillars of the ruins.
In the cafeteria, his eyes open as it glows brightly, with him saying while eating. Curry rice.
"Miran Heartbeat has increased a bit."