Remnants of the Earth
AEDOLIS => Haviah => Advanced Training Complex => Topic started by: Anonymous on May 03, 2008, 07:49:25 pm
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Never had the overwhelming urge to curse and scream and have a trantrum been so strong. Okay, so she had to lie and figure out a good way to make herself seem like a citizen of Aedolis so she could go to a damn doctor and get her arm set, but never in a million years, or simply an extra one over her nineteen years would she expect to be carted here and expected to put on an ugly green uniform. Psychic? Wha'? Phenyo didn't remember having any telepathic abilities. Though she was a little too good at persuading people, maybe that was it? Two toned green eyes blinked and looked up and around, the same gray uniform all folded up in her arms. Like hell she'd put that ugly thing on, she didn't even know what the hell was going on.
Maybe she was some horrible criminal and this was some weird 'make her a better citizen' school. It then occurred to her that if she actually was a citizen of Aedolis, or at least looked it up past hearing about it from places going on about how evil everyone is, she'd know what was going on. Candidate? Pilot? Phenyo sword to any gods up in the stars that she heard the word torture from people muttering through doors. Having big elf-ears came in handy when eavesdropping, it also made her go pale and swallow. Looking around she frowned slightly and looked down at herself. She felt a little bit like a misplaced rainbow. Large green eyes, the right a pastel green and the left a much darker one. And all her other odd articles of clothing. Nothing on her matched.
Swallowing she looked around as she walked down the hall towards the place they directed her. After telling her of course that she'd probably be sent off to TRIM if she tried to run away, she only knew a little bit about it but what she did know was scary and made her listen. Screw putting on the ugly uniform though, Phenyo frowned and reached over her shoulder to grab a braid. Purple hair, would they make her dye it black? Shave her ears down? Looking around, she swallowed a tiny dregs of fear and took a deep breath before entering the assigned room.
Since she knew that if she stood there like an obedient little thing they'd assume she was happy with whatever was going on, Phenyo quickly disposed of the uniform onto the ground, making sure to put it into a pile to look messy and thrown there. She then began to walk around the room, hands clasped at the small of her back, chest out, head up straight, her short stature just barely 5'2" made her look rather entertaining. Her sad attempt to look important. Of course she could only lean over things and frown at them. Just incase someone walked into the room. Her thoughts were on what she was doing as well. ' Everything is so clean. '
Blinking owlishly, she huffed and continued walking around the room like she was important. Occasionally whining in her head about wishing that she hadn't fallen down in her ship in the first place which broke her arm which - - Oh shit. Her ship.
"What the hell is going to happen to my stuff!?" She called out grumpily, stamping her booted foot on the ground.
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A new recruit, just for him to train.
How droll.
He strode in his most proud and majestic manner, and thankfully he did not have to slouch or duck in this place. Everything was over seven feet tall, which thankfully for this seven foot one man, meant he could look menacing and be at his full height. Metallic white skin shined brightly, giving him an unearthly sort of glow. He wore a special cowl that covered from his nose downward, covering his shoulders and the top part of his chest. Under that was a thin black shirt that clung to his lanky form, showing off a very thin defined stomach and arms. He wore a simple pair of pants, they looked somewhat thick, a military grade green however. Short hair, silver with speckled gold in it was pushed back, spiked with gel to keep it from falling forward. That however was covered by a loose crimson hood attached to the special cowl. One could see under it, at his eyes, yellow eyes that had strange electric blue irises..staring endlessly as he walked.
Besides this man's choice of attire, and his height, the things that really stuck out with him was the spikes that travelled up the side of his forearms. People made sure to avoid him, and all he could do was let those pale silver lips of his smile as he looked for the correct room. Ah. Here it was. He let the door slide open for him as he entered, having to duck however through the doorway to get inside. He got there just in time to have himself yelled at by the candidate. At least...she was yelling out to someone.
"Probably stolen, someone might tear it apart for scraps. That's usually what happens." He stood there for a moment, hands behind his back as he observed the woman carefully. Hm. Very short. A shame really, but still. She was a vibrant one wasn't she? So colourful. How interesting. "I am Dyerlich Lochk. Cant Royal Pilot of the Aedolis Empire." He bowed to the woman and smiled rather...happily almost at her.
"You should be wearing your uniform Candidate. You were instructed to put it on weren't you?" He looked to the pile of clothes that was on the floor, holding a hand up toward it. The clothes suddenly picked up and came to him, catching them in his hands. "It's really sad that you didn't listen Miss...miss..." Dyerlich focused on her carefully for a moment. She would feel it in her mind, a presence, this...feeling of another mind invading her own, feeling its way through hers.
"Phenyo then." Hah. Hopefully by the end of this then,s he would be able to stop him from doing stuff like that. In the very least though, hopefully she would be able to at least hinder his efforts really. She was a weak one after all. He could get her to be stronger...eventual ly.
"Because really...you will face punishment. Stand here now, in front of me, remove that...shirt thing you are wearing, and put your back to me. Do not try to fight, to run, or to disobey, because this punishment is very...nice really." His voice was cold, almost emotionless if not for that cruel little tone in it.
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Since she had been yelling at herself Phenyo didn't hear any door slid open or foot steps. So the voice that followed the possible silent entrance made her bolt up and do a funny jig to get away from the voice and turn towards it. Putting her arms up, in a fighting like manner she glared at him, her head tilted downward, blowing upwards to push the bangs out of her eyes. Who was this ghostly being? Phenyo eyed him and his shiny skin, looking up at him, her ams didn't lower when he stated who he was either and...
Phenyo blinked owlishly at when the clothes floated their way into his arms. Oh... Well.. Phenyo lowered her arms and stood glaring at him. Dyerlich? What a... er... Lovely name. A hand lifted to her lips to brush away the twitch and she resumed her grumpy face. The red tattooed on her lips gave her a very pouty look, along with the triangles on her cheeks and around her belly button. The Cant Royal part made her frown a little, he said that like it was important. Was it? She racked her brain for anything she knew about this damn place and quickly shook it and pressed the hell of her palm to her temple.
Her eyes closed slightly on their own accord and she opened her mouth but no sound came out. It felt like she had little worms squiggling their way around her thoughts. Of course she tried to think of rather nasty things, ones you'd never expect from a short little purple haired woman, horrible weird things, maybe just to try and taint whatever was in her head. Of course once her eyes could open slightly and the feeling was gone she looked up at the tall... Thing. Mr.Royal.
"Look. Keep your slimy worms out of my head. And--" She rolled her eyes and threw up her hands slightly when it spoke again cutting her off. Of course, she could only stand there and stare, her mouth open slightly when he told her to take off her shirt and present her back to him. Oh, that sounded like fun. "Okay Mr.Royal. Before I do anything weird for you, I want an explanation about what the hell this is, and if you plan on doing anything dirty, I want payment before you stick anything in me."
Pursed lips and narrowed eyes, her voice heated still on the other side of the room her arms crossed firmly over her chest her foot tapping. Phenyo really wanted to know what the hell was going on.
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A fight, that would have been interesting really. Not like he couldn't handle it of course. She was rather...weak looking. Perhaps her muscles were there, but she would be hard pressed to land any decent hits on him. Besides, he could summon guards here at will and they would simply...subdue her. Not kill her. No no no...she was a candidate, and he hadn't trained one in a while. He wanted her to last at least a day before things went south.
Her comment made him laugh richly as he approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You truly don't understand what is happening do you?" Her thoughts said it all. Odd, she was so quick to announce her...profession. Unless she didn't mind sleeping with people and just wanted payment. Hah.
Though her body was young, perhaps fresh, though, judging by how quick her mind jumped to sex, perhaps...used more than anything, he had no interest in that at the current time. There was still much time for that.
"Allow me to explain. You've been drafted into the Aedolis Military, as a citizen you're expected to serve. You will become part of the highest branch of our government actually, a Pilot. You will be trained in the ways of a pilot, taught how to hone your latent psychic abilities, and how to fight, both with a dragon, and without." He explained to her carefully, smiling all the while as he held her there in his grasp. "And I am your teacher, I already told you my name of course, remember it well of course. As first act because of your defiance, you will find out a bit about me."
That having been said he began to grow his claws, digging into her shoulder with them, piercing flesh and a bit of the muscle with a smile. "Discipline is reserved for those who have earned it. By failing to put on your uniform, you have most certainly earned it." He wasn't going to keep his little...slimy worms out of her head. He let his mind go to hers, to find what he wanted. The point that would start to make her head throb and her knees buckle. "When I tell you to do something, you will do it. That is all that is asked of you."
He didn't let up with his claws, though he didn't puncture deep, he began to twist his hand, turning it, making the wounds larger and hopefully more painful.
"Do you understand?"
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Cheeks grew large and air built up behind her lips, letting it go in a long whoosh. Pushing a hand over her bangs Phenyo wanted to cringe away when she felt one of the creeps hands on her shoulder. "Are you sure you're allowed to be around children? I'm pretty sure you need to be nice to be a teacher." She muttered, refusing to look up at him, the fact she was probably only to his elbows made her want to look up even less. Her brain processed all of this and she sighed heavily.
She had put the nails into her own coffin. Of course it took a second for her brain to wrap around one specific word. "Bah!? Military?! You're shitting me right? I mean -- OH! HOLY CRAP." Phenyo cried out, twisting away from the things in her shoulder. "What the fuck are you doing to me you psychotic albino bean pole!?" Her voice was high and loud, on a whim, she lifted her booted foot and took it down onto his foot. Not that it would do much, the guy was at least two feet taller than her.
Was it talking? What was it's name again? Mr.Royal? No, no, that wasn't what it really was. Something Lich. What the hell did she care? Before there hand been random painful poking pain in her shoulder, and now there was a blinding pain in her brain. How on any stars in the galaxy did this guy expect her to listen to him while he was causing her so much pain? Phenyos mismatched green eyes closed slightly and she twisted a little farther away from the claws, making her knees collaps under her and fall to her knees. A moment of euphoria when all the pain went away, she heard him talk, but then the pain came back and she was curled away from him on her knees, her head down.
"Fuck no, I don't understand. Get your claws out of me and get out of my head!" She wasn't crying, that was far too beneath her, Phenyo probably couldn't cry if she wanted to anyway. Her good arm, the one not having a claw dug into the shoulder was over her shoulder clawing at his hand and trying to ease any tension, or hell, maybe even get his damn hand off. Her head hung down, because keeping it up and glaring at the wall hurt too much, eyes closed tight, mouth open slightly in a silent scream. Phenyo gave a small whimper, "Ah.. Please?"
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She was going to be a fighter, and she was going to suffer so very much wasn't she? Already he had to punish her, taking time out of his own schedule to do all this. He wasn't really sure he cared for this girl right now. She was too haughty for his tastes, but he would make her learn, and things would be fine after ward. There was that slight hope that she wouldn't behave for too much, because he planned on really having fun with her. She would be a good meal really, a very good meal.
Dyerlich kept a very good grip on her shoulder, not letting up. "Ah, another reason for punishment then, insulting me." She was quick, but his foot was gone when she stamped down, he had moved it just out of the way for the time being as he continued to poke and prod her mind roughly. There was so much that he could do here, so much he could ruin...he was enjoying himself.
"Oh, that is too bad. I explained it all very nicely to you too." Just another thing to teach her. To understand his words when he spoke to her. It wasn't even that difficult. He knelt beside her as she tried to swat his hand away, but he kept it firmly planted in her shoulder as he stayed there.
"My name is Dyerlich Lockh, I am a Cant Royal Pilot of the Aedolis military. You have been chosen to join the Pilot Program, and you are now a Candidate. You will be trained by me." His hand came out to her throat, to take hold of the strange cape about her neck, which he simply pulled from it, to expose her neck. He did stop probing her mind however, stopping the pain from her head. However, his hand didn't leave her shoulder, only steadied her as he began to use his other hand to slowly carve the flesh at the back of her neck. D. y. e.r.l.i.c.h. He looked proud of himself as he hauled her up to her feet. "If you fall down, believe me, these superficial wounds will be the least of your worry. Now. Put on your uniform."
There would be no privacy for her, not now. He needed to keep a close eye on her after all, he couldn't have her disobeying him again. His hand was removed rather sharply from her shoulder, the claws turning back into normals fingers as he flexed them. Stained perhaps in blood, which he wiped on her fancy cloak that she once had on.
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Phenyo didn't make much noise other than her screeching at him. It was beneath her as a once bounty hunter to cry out at being tortured. Though, it really did hurt. The red wetness dripping down her back, soaking into her red cloak. Sharp intakes of breath in small huffs made the arm of the clawed shoulder twitch and grab at the fabric of her clothing. Red hot pain flashed through her brain continusly then suddenly stopped, which made her lift her head and try and look over her shoulder. Non-pain couldn't be a good thing.
A small gasp tore at her throat when her blue and green cape thing was removed and she could barely move her shoulders. Of course her head could move, but lifting it only made her shoulder hurt more, so because she was normal and wanted to avoid pain, Phenyo kept her head down. Then more pain happened. Her eyes widened and she could feel her pupils contract, a croak left her open lips and she left out a dry sob of air. Feeling flesh slice open and blood drip down around her neck and between her breasts wasn't the best feeling in the world. Phenyo couldn't move and she could only sit there on her knees, shaking slightly from the seemingly massive amounts of pain that greeted her in the last few minutes once the slicing was done, she was pulled to her feet and she looked up at him with half closed mismatched eyes.
Shaking her head she could only blink up at him. "Right. No falling, got it." She made a little okay motion with her fingers and scooped up the discarded ugly gray uniform, looking at it with a grumpy expression. As much as she wished she could prance around in her colourful grab, Phenyo wasn't too keen on getting anything else sliced into her, and besides, her old clothing can help mop up some of the blood running down her back.
Phenyo shrugged and began to remove her clothing, taking her time and taking deep breaths and standing still when she got dizzy, no matter what state of dress she was in. Once she was completely naked, she took the short hot orange shorts and pressed them to her back and neck, wincing at the blood she saw. Shaking her head she hucked the shorts into the pile of rainbow clothing, and proceeded to put on the boring gray clothing, the red marks on her cheeks and lips even more red and her purple hair even brighter in the boring colours.
Pale and shaking slightly, Phenyo had to stop herself from pressing at the open wounds on her back.
What a lovely first day at being a Candidate thing. Phenyo could imagine how much better this place would be. She winced and walked over to the Dyerlich guy, looking up at him and into his eyes. Maybe as a show of defiance and that it'd take more than some slicing to break her more than apparent spirit. "I'm changed, what now Mr.Teacher?"
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Ah, that was a sweet sound in Dyerlich's ears. Just hearing her pain like that...his skin just seemed to glow even more, a healthy glow for him at least. He even sighed, pleased really at it. Ahhh...it was good. Really good. Yes, she would be so much fun wouldn't she? He couldn't wait to really start training her. First though, punishments, a nice bolstering of pain to get her heart pounding.
The cutting was indeed good, and there was no mistaking that it hurt her, maybe even disgusted. He would be full for quite a while if he just had her around then eh? Heh.
She was listening. "You'll never pass if you fall, remember that." His face was serious actually, because falling was weakness, and that meant he would have to remove that weakness from her. How he could stop that from happening, he wasn't sure, but he actually had a few ideas involving a high gravity system. Heh heh. He hadn't used one of those in quite a while, they would be enjoyable actually.
At least for Phenyo, Dyerlich barely seemed interested in her apparently nudity. He did give her a few looks of course, but it was more or less out of curiosity, interest about what she looked like. After that, he looked disinterested, inspecting his finger to see if any blood was left on it. Nope, clean thankfully. She was finally done, and she approached him, and he smiled.
"Dyerlich. Not teacher." He moved to her bed, to a locker near it actually, pulling it open and removing a small kit from it. "First though, we make sure your wounds are taken care of." He opened the kit, showing off various instruments, even creams, salves, and gauze. "You see this?" He asked as he held up a tear drop shaped device. "This is a molecular regenerator. It can heal wounds very quickly, leaves no marks or scars. You won't ever use this." With that he smashed the device to the ground, causing it to break open, exposing circuits, wires, and other things. He did pocket it though, just in case she could repair it.
He approached her instead with gauze, unrolling some and slowly wrapped it around her neck, where he had wrote his name. However, he did tie it rather tight, in a knot. It wouldn't cut off her circulation or breathing, but it was restricting her lightly. "Don't take that off either, not until tomorrow. That's an order too." He was dead serious, his voice never seemed to leave that tone that held no joking into it, all of it was firm and commanding.
"Now. We recite a few things. Who am I, and what is your job now?" The answers were simple, but this was a new recruit, a rather defiant one, he just knew she would mess it up...and that would mean more suffering.
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Like a duckling after it's mother, Phenyo boredly, and in a small bit of pain, followed Dyerlich to a bed and locker she didn't know was there. Damn, she could have hid somewhere? Oh well. Phenyo made a face and looked over what he took out of the little medical kid. That was a whatta-whatta? She simply blinked at it when he smashed it, if she had something as useful as that in the first place she might have mourned its loss, though it seemed useful. Phenyo could see her body becoming a battle field of scars withing a month if she kept it up with this guy. "No, you're right. Not teacher." She muttered under her breath, sure he was going to hear her anyway even if she said it in her head.
Her head snapped up and she looked up, wincing and trying not to move her head in fear of pulling at the slowly drying wound on her neck. Oh god, he was going to suffocate her with gauze? Phenyo swallowed and leaned away and closed her eyes tight, but then she felt it going around her neck and her eyes snapped open. Opening her mouth to speak she thought twice and closed her mouth again, wincing when she felt him tie it. The little wet blood would heal into the gauze and scab and when he took off the bandage he'd reopen the wound. Swallowing again she nodded once to him telling her to leave it.
Ouch.
Phenyo got down on her knees and looked up at him, her feet tired and her body dizzy and weak. The pressure on the wound on her neck making it throb, what was it anyway? She knew there were slices, but of what? Hopefully nothing too horrible. Her spark came back and she smirked and looked up at him. "Who are you? Oh. I know that one. You're Daddy and my job is to fear your lethal fingers because you can claw me when I'm a naughty girl?" Phenyo then presented him with her sweetest smile and fluttered her eyes.
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She apparently didn't follow what he had said. How could you not understand? It healed wounds almost instantly. Ugh. He got a slow one then. Maybe she hit her head against the headboard of a bed too many times. Well, he would improve her memory with the mental training. That would be important then wouldn't it? "Mmm, indeed. Not a teacher at all. Not yet." Superior. For the time being. He'd have to teach her soon though, really teach her. This was just...his rules and what not.
They were pretty important though.
Maybe his plan was to make her suffer for more than a day. She would have to wait until the wounds wouldn't be opened again from the removal of the gauze. Heh. It was perhaps a bit evil wasn't it? At least she let her breathe still, though a bit constricted by it all. She'd live of course. That was the important thing.
He raised an eyebrow at her as she spoke, confused almost for a moment by what she suddenly said to him. It made almost...no sense...and it really didn't...answer his question at all. Well. This was just too bad for her wasn't it? He ran a hand over his forehead, wondering just how to punish her now. She did call him Daddy after all...that meant that perhaps a spanking was in order! Hmm.
"Well, my daughter, I suppose that I should punish you for this." He sat himself down on the bed, grabbing her by the arm that was connected to the wounded shoulder and roughly pulled her suddenly to him. This position was perhaps a little embarrassing for her, as he bent her over his knees. A quick movement and her lower garments were down about her knees. "I hope you don't like this, in fact I'm going to make sure you don't." He extended his claws slowly, not too much, he only wanted his hand to be a bit bigger, though it was rather large already. He brought it down quickly upon her flesh, the sound of flesh hitting flesh filling the air. He did this a few times, rather amused by how a rather red hand print was left behind.
That faded however and he pulled her garments back up, standing her up and following suit. "Now. Who am I, and what is your job here?"
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In a blink of an eye, or rather a few silent moments after her smart-mouthed comment. Crying out slightly when he yanked on her arm, the one attached to the wounded shoulder which would pull at the skin under the gauze. Phenyo winced as she felt it tear and begin to bleed into the gauze. Making funny faces at the wetness on her neck she barely noticed him talking to her. Though her brain did catch 'my daughter' part a while after he said it which made her look over her shoulder at him curiously and then yelp.
What the hell was this!?
Spanking. Of course it was. Phenyo had a horrible sneaking suspicion people actually got beat with frozen fish here, too. Since she was who she was, which was a rather odd young lady, being spanked didn't bother her as much as it should have. No blush rose up her cheeks... Well... not the cheeks on her face, but she did wince when his hand came down on tender flesh. Of course she winced. It freaking stung. Though, truthfully, once in a while she had the odd person who payed a pretty penny to spank her. Only this time had no pay off. And it was with a tall creepy guy who was apparently her teacher.
Phenyo feared for any other people with teachers. If only she knew.
Oh...
He pulled up her pants for her. That was nice of him. "You pulled up my pants!" Phenyo stated, smirking slightly. "Thank you Mr. Dyerlich." As horrible a time as it was, someone pulling up her pants after spanking her was a never before thing for Phenyo. She moved her hands back and patted her rear, wincing slightly and looked down at the uniform and sighed. It was so ugly. Moving her hands to her front she patted at the front of her new uniform and sighed and looked up at him boredly. " You're Dyerlich, and I'm Phenyo the Candidate for being a ... erm.. " Oh... damn... Parrot? No, something with dragons and being in the -- blegh -- military.... Oh right! "For being a pilot."
Her mismatched green eyes looked up at him, her arms firmly planted over her chest while she glared at him.
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She had to learn after all, and if she wanted to be smart with him, then he would indulge her of course in this exorcizer. He should have realized that in her...line of work, this might have been routine, but he really didn't want her to lose anymore blood for her stupidity. Right now it was more onto bruising then. He'd retrieve a nice metal pipe later which he could use to ah...convince the blood to pool better for bruises.
And he had plans for her ribs. It was already hard to breathe with the gauze about her neck, now he planned on making it hurt whenever she breathed. She should realize that a unbroken body was a gift, and if she simply listened to what he said and didn't question the orders, she would have an unspoilt body.
"Indeed. The least I could do." He didn't exactly trust her anyway to pull them up on her own. He felt like he was punishing a child. Might as well sent her to a corner with no dinner! His foot was tapping in gentle rhythm as he waited for her to finish. Well she got his name right, and her name, how surprising and now for the next thing...and she got that right.
"Good work child, you learn quickly." After a few beatings of course. He stood up, his hand coming to rest upon her good shoulder, the one not torn and ripped up. He even smiled, though it was hard to see because of the cowl he wore to hide his face. "Come candidate. It's actually time for lunch, and we can't have you skipping any meals. Any creature that has cell division and a complex system of muscles, veins, and organs requires nutrients. Try not to miss too many meals." Simple as that. Eat regularly.
In his earlier years, he found humans weren't sustained by emotions like he could be, they couldn't just live off pain and suffering. So then his little candidate would have to eat.
"Let's go." With that, he moved his arm to her waist suddenly and hauled her up off her feet, tucking her under his arm like she were a child, which really...being nearly two feet taller than her...she kinda was. Oh and the fact she called him...Daddy. He still didn't understand that. It took a few minutes of walking but Dyerlich finally found the mess hall, and really not a moment too soon either. Phenyo was getting to be a little heavy for him. He plopped her down in the lineup and handed her a metal tray with a faint smile.
"Go ahead and get some food. Don't worry about paying, they'll dock it at the end of the month. Meet me at that table." He pointed to an empty one, one that would remain empty until he got to it. None of the military men, or candidates would dare try and take it from him. He sauntered over to it and took a seat, crossing his legs at the knee, his fingers now turned into claws drummed along the table idly, making a rather eerie noise.
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A small sweet smile was on her lips. Then again, if a smile could be sarcastic, this is what it would look like and Phenyo is who the sarcastic smile would grace its self upon. More than pleased with herself at the phrase, who wouldn't be after getting clawed for being a smart-ass? Or... Phenyo paused slightly for a second and blinked down at her hands... Why did he claw her? The wounds still throbbed, and now her ass throbbed too. What the hell did he claw into the back of her neck, anyway? Phenyo instinctively cringed away from the hand on her shoulder, turning her head slightly and squinting her eyes, then let out a little puff of air when she didn't feel anything claw into her shoulder.
Then he spoke.
Lunch time? As in, noonish?
It was only lunch time!? What kind of sick twisted place was this. They must have designed it to make time go by extra slowly, this must have been hell. Her shoulder hurt, her neck hurt, and her ass hurt and now she was looking at the ground but her head was straight and her... Phenyo looked up over her shoulder and sighed. Carried around the middle, of course, because her walking was out of the question. She simply crossed her arms and enjoyed the ride, emberassment was a foreign feeling for Phenyo, so being looked at by the other people in the cafeteria made her roll her eyes.
Being planted on her feet made her have a small sense of vertigo, and she grabbed the nearest thing to her. Which was Dyerlich, or as Phenyo would call him when the opprotunity arose, Daddy. Quickly she righted herself and looked away boredly, her shoulder and neck throbbing with pain and her bottom just a little more than numb. Looking up to him when he gave her instructions Phenyo muttered a "Yes, Daddy" before following the rest of the people through the lunch people. Whatever was plopped onto her tray didn't look very... Tasty. Making a funny noise and looking at the food, Phenyo shuddered and walked towards the table where Dyerlich sat.
Placing the tray down nicely, she pressed a hand to the table and leaned on it. There was no way she was going to sit down when her ass hurt.Spanking. This place really was hell.
"How long is this candidate thing? Because I swear to any gods that exist in this part of the galaxy that I'll do anything to get out of it. And I'd like to eat the lunch-stuff standing, if I may. Because that spanking you gave me made my ass really hurt." Her voice didn't lower, and her hand moved up to her neck to poke lightly at the wounds.
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At least he wouldn't have to beat embarrassment out of her. That was a small victory for him really. He hated trying to get rid of that, it involved a lot of degradation and time. Time he didn't want to waste. With it being out of her already he was actually happy about that. Imagine that, him, happy! A small wonder really. It probably would not last.
An almost irritable noise passed his lips as she called him Daddy. Though he didn't mind it, he rather enjoyed being called his name. People here seemed to use words like grumpy, shiny, silver man, describing words and what not to call him, which just seemed...wrong. He had a name, everyone should have known it, or could have easily found it out, but yet they called him describing words. It was really odd. He found it was just a quirk for these people though.
"For as long as it takes for you to be able to hone your powers and to hone your natural abilities such as fighting, controlling a dragon, that sort of thing. And since you asked nicely, no, you'll sit. Your rear hurts because it was your own fault." It was obvious that Dyerlich held no shame, he didn't blush, and he didn't even seem to care that some people looked toward him. They knew better than to sit there and snicker at him. That would end in a lot of pain and trouble.
"Sit, eat, fill yourself. I'm surprised you wanted the slop...it never looked too appetizing. I always chose the better meals of course." Dyerlich said as he relaxed in his chair, stretching his feet out now and putting his arms behind his head. People were careful when they walked near him to avoid touching him, and the spikes, which looked very sharp and very dangerous.
"You only have fifteen minutes Phenyo, so I would hurry if I were you."
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Grumbling at him and sitting down, slowly and tentively with a look of pure evil on her face Phenyo glared at the table and her goop. Poking at it with the fork and making a funny face. "I got it 'cause it reminded me of you, Daddy." Poking some of the goop between her lips. Beh, tasted like nothing, the texture was nasty, but she was positive that anything that looked as nasty as this could only mean that tomorrow brought better things.
Finally something to sort of look forward. Phenyo thought of flowers and daisys and rubbed her neck with her other hand and ate with the arm with the shredded shoulder. It didn't take long for her to finish the slop, there wasn't much in the first place, just enough to make her not feel hungry anymore. A sneaking suspicioun made her assume that she'd be throwing up sooner or later while in the care of Dyerlich, maybe because of one too many knees to the stomach. Or too much pain to handle.
Something to do with pain and being hurt. That much she knew.
Pushing away the empty tray she leaned on the table, her arms supporting her, the unwounded shoulder taking most of her weight. "What now then? And what did you do to my neck?" Being the curious creature that she was, she looked at his face, or what she could see of her face... His funny clothing added to his shiny-man creepy factor, for sure.
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"How sweet." He smiled at her, but in the back of his mind he would have to beat her for that one actually. He promised himself he would get away from the cutting, it was so easy to do, but he had to work on the bones and bruises. They were more painful after all. Hmmm, that was an idea. There were some interesting things in the barracks he could use on her. Yes. That is where he would take her to go next. Maybe to the repair stations...he knew what he wanted to use on her actually.
She was finally done eating though, and he smiled almost...softly at her. "Now? We go to give you a small tour." He told her as he stood up and stretched his arms and legs for a moment. Ah. "And I wrote my name in the back of your neck. It'll turn to scar tissue, and it will be there as a nice reminder." He went to her side and hauled her up once more by the bad shoulder, hoisting her again under his arm to be carried like a child.
When they reached their destination, a very large sort of warehouse, Dyerlich took her inside to show her what it was. Various crafts were inside of it being repaired and worked on, people scurried about and did their jobs, just as they were supposed to. Dyerlich approached a work bench and simply let go of Phenyo, dropping her to the floor. A rough boot in the side flipped her over, and he kept a boot on her chest to stop her from getting up. "This is a nice place Phenyo. It's a repair station. Oh they have all sorts of lasers, air guns, and pumps in here. I find it most fascinating that one tool can have several functions. Like this particular device." He held up a strange looking gun that was hooked to different black tubes that seemed to go into the wall. "This is a special air gun they use for various functions. It can be used to clean dust and grime from parts, it can inject a high velocity shot of plasma into canisters, and it's also used for tightening bolts. However, I found that it can create a shock wave if you use the right setting, one that goes through people. Very intense...bone breaking you might say." He twisted a few knobs and dials on it before kneeling down, pressing his weight against her body.
"Now I'd like you to know that I take pride in my appearance. I do not look like slop." He pressed the gun against her chest, travelling downward till he steadied it against his boot, which was a bit below her breasts. "If I were you I would breathe out." He squeezed the trigger and there was this sound as air pressure was released from the gun at a high speed. Dust seemed to clear from on and around Phenyo from the shock wave alone. He waited for it to fill the air pressure again before he shot again in the same spot, which already no doubt was gaining a welt. He did this twice more, enjoying every time the gun made the noise and he could feel the vibrations in his own foot from it.
"I hope you have had a lot of calcium in your life, because no doubt that last one cracked a rib or two." He didn't take his boot from her just yet, as he tossed the gun onto the work bench and finally moved from her. "Come along Phenyo. I'm sure the Medical Bay can help you."
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Before she could comprehend anything she let out of a grunt of pain and was once again hoisted up under his arm. He needed to find a better way of transporting her, this was getting annoying for even her. Phenyo yawned, covering her mouth and looked up at him, letting her wounded arm fall comfortably. Bored and glaring up at him, ignoring the looks from people passing by Phenyo simply listened half-assedly, then let out a yelp when she noticed the ground was coming up so quickly. Putting her hands in front of her face, she barely had time to get up before she was kicked onto her back. Hissing and arching away from the ground before a boot thumped down on her chest.
Grunting and pushing at the boot on her chest she looked up and watched him place with a device. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. He's going to shoot her because she compaired him to the gross food? This guy had a tiny ego, or a tiny self esteem. Or he just enjoyed inflicting pain, Phenyo was going to start asking him, nicely, not to, but by then it was too late and he had already shot the first time.
A dry gasp left her lips and she stared up at the ceiling, trying to gasp for her breath. Her hands clawed at his leg and arm, and the ties holding her braids in untied and fell out, her purple hair unbraiding and curling around her face. Then a few more shots and she layed there. Motionless and not breathing, she heard and saw him speak, his voice a drawn out moan type thing and when he finally removed his foot from her chest, she arched up and coughed up a large blob of blood, it dripped down her cheeks and chin.
Gasping for breath she rolled to her stomach and stood up on her hands and knees, coughing and trying to catch her breath. Her unbraided hair hid her face but once she regained her breath after much wheezing, she could only get up, dizzy and holding her chest. "Fuck you. I'm leaving." Her voice was hoarse and her lips were red, but her eyes were dry and glaring.
Phenyo tried to regain her composure, her arms firmly placed on her chest to keep what felt like her rib cage from bursting out of her chest, and she hobbled past her mentor, wincing every time she took a step. Half way out of the large room she collapsed, a dry breath leaving her lips before she passed out.
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She had to learn, he demanded respect, and he got it from a lot of people out of fear, maybe even admiration, he didn't know, nor did he really care. As long as there was respect. This was going to hurt, and she was going to have to learn really...she was REALLY going to have to learn. Hopefully this would serve as an example for her.
She didn't really hurt him, her feeble attempts of clawing at him did nothing, only made him laugh. Though, finally she was up, after spitting up a nice bit of blood onto her self. That was just...well blood was blood. He laughed suddenly at her neck words.
"You? Leaving? No, I'm afraid you won't be...the strain will get you...three...two.. .one..." She hobbled a bit more past him, and finally she collapsed. Alright, He wasn't exact but he was right about her collapsing at least. He strode over to her body, standing over it for a moment. She would need to go to the medical bay and get her damaged ribs looked at of course. This time he gently scooped her up, careful of her ribs as he headed to the medical bay.
It didn't take him long to reach the medical bay with his quick strides, he deposited her onto a bed and fetched a medic. "Take care of her ribs. Make sure they aren't broken. Should be just cracked really. Support them, make sure her shoulder is fixed, and don't touch the neck at all." The medic nodded and began to get to work, while Dyerlich decided to sit beside his candidate and reached out to her mind. He entered her subconscious mind. It was time for her to have some bad dreams, and he was going to see what scared her.
He was starting to try and coax her mind, her dreams to show him the horror that she so feared. He made sure to keep his presence as hidden as possible, being subtle about all this. If she realized he was here, it could be bad. He just needed to be coy, he needed to let her mind do most of the work. Implanting things there like fear, pain, anguish, trying to see just what fears he could use against her...and to see what her mind did.
For him, it would be like watching TV, but for Phenyo, she would be experiencing it all first hand. Heh. Thankfully her mind was weak and she wasn't very good with her powers yet...yet.
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Black.
Why was it so black? Shouldn't there be a lamp or something on?
Maybe at least a candle? A flashlight?
Where was that shiny guy?
Standing up Phenyo looked down at herself, the same ugly gray uniform blood spots on her chest from when she spat it up. A hand went to her torso to poke at her ribs. Why didn't they hurt? The same hand reached over to her shoulder to grope at it. That didn't hurt either.
She frowned and took a few steps around then tried to look past her hand. Nothing. Black. Letting out a bit of a dry sob, Phenyo took a few more steps around. Was she alone? She couldn't see past her hands, couldn't even see the ground. Everything was so black.
Chewing on her lip she began to run, run until it felt like her lungs were going to burst. More dark. Then she saw it. Well, felt it more than saw it, someone else, something else? Relief pushed its way up her throat in a funny gasp and she rushed towards it. Something, it blinked, it moved its hands to her as if opening them for a hug, a tender smile on its faceless face. Her hair fell around her face when she stopped, opening her mouth to yell at it as it began to melt and go away. The black entered her mouth and slowly began to choke her. Choke her until she died.
Phenyo, back in the real world sat up quickly, gasping and sweating slightly green eyes wide and stareing at the wall across from her. A sharp pain from her bound ribs made her breath hitch and fall back against the bed. Half closed eyes she looked over towards Dyerlich, sitting so regally in his chair. Slightly thankful that being alone and dying was only a dream, the pain the real world brough, like her bound ribs and the cuts on the back of her neck, made her wish she was dying in her sleep again.
"You did that, didn't you?" she managed to whisper, meaning about the bad dream. Of course having a bad dream would be something expected after a day like this, but now that she was awake she could examine it, and while it was a normal bad dream for her, this one had a different flavour to it
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Dyerlich could only smile to himself as he watched in his head...well..her head. Darkness. This was interesting wasn't it? Dyerlich was starting to feast on her, not physically, but in a more refined manner. She was scared. Fear. It was good. Slowly things became more clear to him. Betrayal perhaps? Darkness? He wasn't sure yet. Well. Alright. Alone. Dying...choking even? Dyerlich could use this to his advantage. They did have a hole...a place they could put her where she would be in complete darkness.
His eyes stayed on her as she woke up, but then moved away and he quickly moved his mind away from hers, slipping quietly so she wouldn't know he was there. He had a bored expression on his face, inspecting his claws, which were all out at this time. They looked rather dangerous, a strange shine to them, as if they were like steel almost. Indeed, they were quite strong, not strong enough to deflect lasers and blaster bolts, but they served their purpose.
"Do what? If that you mean make you pass out, no, you did that on your own." He expected her to bear through all that pain too, but sadly she had not been able to. That was alright, she would learn in time that pain was just her body's way of being weak, and if she trained her mind, she could ignore it. That would be a hard thing to do but he could do it.
He had done it before.
"It's going to be hard for you to breath for the next few days, what with both the ribs and the neck but...you'll survive. You're strong after all. Remember, you have to fight through the pain. It's nothing." He told her as he waved his hand dismissively to her. He leaned into her for a moment, placing his hands on the bed as he stared straight into her eyes.
"Now let's get something straight here Phenyo. Don't speak now, just keep that pretty mouth shut and listen. There are exactly...EXACTLY three ways to get out of this program. You die. Plain and simple. The second option is you pass and become a pilot. Then there is the last way. You fail, you don't die...and you're set to T.R.I.M. Just in case you don't know what exactly they do here...let's take a little trip shall we?" His hand went to her head, gently cupping her forehead. It was time for her to see what her fate could be if she continued to fail him.
Images started to pass between them. Different images of people suffering, strapped into different devices, people being dissected, both alive and dead, screaming, trying to escape and get free, but they were unable to. There were experiments on them, very painful looking ones, being injected with different things and what not. He continued to force these images into her mind. These people had helped to get him into this realm, inadvertently, and they were masters of the negative emotions in races so...he respected what they did.
After eleven harrowing minutes of this torture, he finally removed his hand, letting his mind leave hers as he stood up and stretched his fingers, the bones making cracking and popping noises as he did so. Ah. Much better. His fingers felt a whole lot more flexible now.
"Now, get up Phenyo. I'm going to take you on a tour. We have to wait till tomorrow before I can really start training you." And beside, he wanted her to have a nice long sleep so he could mess up her dreams again, play around with all that. Heh heh, he had some good plans. He made sure to keep his mental blocks up, he didn't want her reading him just yet, just in case.
"Come along Phenyo. I don't want to have to carry you, but I will if I need to...and remember your ribs are cracked."
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A level green leer was aimed towards her mentor. Yeaah, like he wasn't somewhere in that dream. Even after only a few hours in his presence she knew he had something to do with it. It left a funny mental taste, after having him in her brain this morning she recognized it. Phenyo didn't notice him while he was in there, but that funny ... taste.
Well, obviously it wasn't really a taste, but Phenyo couldn't think of any other way to describe it.Rubbing at her temple she looked at him and leaned back in her bed, if she talked back to him about him actually being there and making her have the bad dream she'd probably get those claws through her stomach. She eyed them and shifted away slightly, then squished back into the pillow and stared up at his creepy eyes.
Oh yay. Only three ways out. " I guess that means having a meeting with the leader guy and having a nice chat is a no-go." Phenyo said, muttering darkly looking off to the side seconds before the hand went over her forehead. Her eyes rolled back and her eyes twitched, her heart pounded and she could her hands clench and unclench as she saw what this T.R.I.M place was like. Bile rose in her throat at the images but she wouldn't let herself get sick in front of this lovely man, it would wound her ego, besides, she'd done things like that to people!
Then again, she could be sick after she did that. For the eleven minutes, she had laid on the bed, and once it was finished she could only lay there and take deep breaths, fighting back the urge to puke. They were still living? What sick twisted place was this country? Sending living people to be... Phenyo licked her lips and slowly sat up, still a little green, her hair long and unbound hanging down her back in its purple waves, blood crusted in a section of her hair making it stick together.
Slowly she inched her way out of the bed, careful not to breath to deep or move too much, no matter what she did her ribs ached but slowly made it... Hell, it hurt worse. Trying out her new action plan, she quickly got out of bed and winced, grabbing at her bound middle. "Ow." Breathing slowly she hobbled towards Dyerlich, back rail straight and shoulders back. "I can't keep up if you walk fast. I'm two feet shorter than you and my legs start at... at your knees." She looked at him and gave him a once over. Looked kinda like a sand person all wrapped up like that.
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He had tried to keep himself as hidden as possible. Perhaps she was a little stronger than he believed. That was interesting. He had underestimated her then? Well. That would be his last time he did that, he would have to hold a strange level of expectation for her wouldn't he? That much he could handle, she was a little fighter, heh heh...he liked that. They always fought, well...not all of them had...some of them welcomed Dyerlich's rule.
"Bothering your Cant Imperial will probably end you up on TRIM or simply shot right on the spot. Now hush, and watch." She would have to learn what her fate may very well be if she were to fail. There were very few candidates that ended up in TRIM when they served under Dyerlich. He hated the idea of them being able to live after disgracing him and themselves. No, death was a much sweeter release for them. No point in having them be tortured all the more after all.
If she could see his face, she would see his was smiling slightly as he watched her try and not vomit.
That was good, she understood then. She could understand what was on the future for her. Not good things either. Passing the pilot program would be her best option, and he truly hoped that she would. He hated to be disappointed, it made him look bad. He was confident with Phenyo though. If he could pass people like Adalwulf Bartul and Temple Rosales through the pilot program, then he could very well pass Phenyo. She would prove difficult, but she would get there.
Dyerlich seemed to swivel, his torso almost appearing completely backwards while his lower torso, his legs, stayed straight, as if they could keep on walking, which they did, but they slowed down almost to a stop. "That is none of my concern. As you should look at it, your ribs are broken because you spoke before you thought. Your shoulder is wounded because you could follow orders. Now hurry up. I would like to show you the air staging barracks." With that he rotated himself back around to normal, though, he did run a hand down his spine for a moment to pop everything back in place.
Dyerlich didn't slow his pace, but he did expand his mind, letting it reach out to hers, forming a leash of sorts. She would be able to sense him easier, which direction he was going in, almost like a psychic GPS of sorts. That is, if she decided to use her mind, to feel for that barely there connection that he was establishing.
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Taking a deep breath, Phenyo began to follow grumpily. Then stopped completely when Dyerlich turned around without actually turning around.
"What the fuck!?"
Phenyo squeaked out her mouth open slightly and she quickly closed it and looked behind her then faced Dyerlich and shrugged, pretending she didn't just say that. Smiled brightly and followed him, while staring at his feet, because at least those were facing the right way. While not looking up at his twisted self, Phenyo nodded along to his speaking. Well, as much as she wished he was a lying bastard, he was telling the truth.
She did bring it upon herself.
A hand pressed against the wrapped up ribs and she poked them lightly, the flesh and bones tender. And then he began to walk away again.
Argh.
Only a day and Phenyo had wanted to throw up, had her ribs cracked, couldn't breath worth a damn and knew how to taste for Dyerlich in her brain and there he was again. Phenyo paused for a second and stared ahead, she lost sight of him, but she could sense where he was going?
What the hell was this?
Phenyo closed her eyes for a second and took a few steps forward, following the funny taste, moving a little faster, which made her chest ache she opened her eyes and and saw the retreating form of Dyerlich. There were no words for how pleased Phenyo was with herself, she obviously found it creepy how she had to 'taste the air' for the little mental line he left behind, but she couldn't think of any other way to put it. It just seemed different, unusual to what she normally felt.
Maybe more of a feeling than a taste. She could ask, he wouldn't slice her for asking a good question, would he? Once Phenyo was caught up to her mentor, she took a deep breath then began to cough, pressing one hand to her chest and the other to a wall to keep herself up right. Once she finished her mini coughing fit and caught her breath, she pressed a hand to her mouth for a second before licking her lips and looking up at him.
"The air it ... it tasted funny, but it lead to you. Kinda like the taste you leave behind when you poke my brainmeats." Phenyo elaborated by tapping her head and looking up at him ominously.
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"Triple jointed. Try to keep up with these things." Dyerlich told her, returning a smile to her. She would not see it, but just something about his eyes, how they just lit up in a strange way. It was really the only way to tell his emotions, was to look into his eyes. One day she might even see him with the cowl off, but that was probably going to be a long way off. He almost never showed his face.
He was not impressed by her trying to pretend it had been someone else, when clearly they were the only two around.
Dyerlich was going to start being more subtle when he could. She was able to pick up on him being there, and he would start having to leave no trace after ward. That was easy really, it was just masking his trail with her own.
She was getting too good at picking up his trail.
Finally she hobbled inside the room where he stood. There was a large window in front of him, one could look down on the entire barrack from there, at all the different ships and strike craft that were inside. "Yes. That's a psychic trail almost. I allowed for that link to happen between us, so you could find me, since you were taking so long. I didn't think you would be able to pick up on the one in your mind so quickly...I'm pleased about that." He turned right around to look at her, deciding not to scare her with being...totally turned around like last time.
"Try not to call them...brainmeats though. It's your mind. I'm actually accessing your mind, which is sort of like...eh...Ah. Like there is an electrical field and I'm using a device to tap into that field. That's the best way I can put it really. You can do the same thing. I left a trail for you to follow, and you were able to tap into that trail." He wasn't going to give her such a trail again. She would just have to guess where he was going, or check a console on a wall somewhere to access a map.
There were a lot of possibilities of course.
"Anyway. take a look over here." His arm came out and he brought her close to him, to look out the window he stood in front of. "This is a hanger for aircraft, low strike crafts and what not. They're rather...interestin g I find. Resourceful even. Creating items and weapons to help with tasks they can't accomplish on their own. You'll learn how to control these...all of these...but you're most impressive task will be flying a dragon. Learning to control them, guide them, pilot them in a way. They are creatures of their own minds after all." She had years to learn all of the systems, intricacies of the weapons, of tactics, and he'd help her to learn all of it. Hopefully.
"Would you like to see where we hold the dragons?" He was actually giving her a choice at this point. This was just showing her around, just for a little bit. He was growing bored with having to punish her for petty things, but it was to show her that this was going to require a lot from her. She would have to be very disciplined for this.
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Phenyo was rather amazed that she had done something right. All she did was follow a weird mental 'scent' that was in the air. Luckily that part was easy.
At least she thought it was, she pursed her lips and looked up at him, leaning away slightly when he pulled her close and pointed things out to her. Naming them, telling her what they did. Because she was a bit of a techno freak, having had her own little ship and big shiny guns before the bastards here took her. Of course the dragon part made her raise her eyebrow, and she realized that over all morning not once did she even consider what she was becoming a pilot for.
What the hell was a dragon? Maybe some sort of flying device? Well, obviously, pilot, duh.
They couldn't possibly mean real dragons. Those were too... Egotistical to be ridden by puny humans, right? All Phenyo could do was look up at Dyerlich, one eyebrow raised in question. "Well, the dragon things aside, I already know how to fly ships. I didn't crawl out of the sewer you know, I'm not from your planet, so obviously I can fly a ship. Or sneak on board ships." Phenyo shook her head a moment, mourning her ship and equipment. Where would it go? Who would get it? She hoped at least someone got the thing whole and would be taking care of it.
She had to kill so many damned people to get that stupid ship. And now it was gone.
In less than a day. Phenyo resisted the urge to bend over and groan, mostly because it would hurt her ribs and tear the wound on her neck open. Raising an arm she unconciously scratched at the spot and winced when she poked it too hard, sending Dyerlich a quick glare which before one of wonder after he asked her something.
A real question? Was there a wrong answer? Phenyo looked around and down at his hands to make sure his claws weren't out read to swipe at her face and cut off her nose.
Slowly she eyed him up and down, looked over her shoulder and down at her feet. No booby traps.
"Sure, I'd like to see the hold where the dragons are."
Oh shit. Walking was horrible and it hurt to move. Should have thought of that, Phenyo she growled at herself mentally, before standing tall and taking a semi-deep breath, enough to clear her head but not enough to hurt her aching ribs. Swallowing and taking a few breaths, she lifted her head and nodded to Dyerlich.
"Where are they? They won't eat me, will they?"
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Just being able to feel that line, that 'scent' of his of course, it was impressive for someone who had no idea what she was doing.
He was going to have fun with her of course. She was such a potential recruit at least. And she seemed to have more experiences than ah...he just believed that she had been...a pleasure woman. Ahem. That apparently was not the case, as this woman seemed to have some training then. He smirked to himself, he kept his presence hidden in her mind. She wouldn't have been able to even notice it, keeping those...brain worms from being shown to her.
And a murderer even!
She was just full of surprises wasn't she? He couldn't wait to see what else would surprise him. Maybe tonight he should read her entire mind, go back through her entire history and discover just what she had in her past. Maybe even he would be nice and ask her instead! Imagine that, a kind thought.
"Very well. Let us go see the dragons." He turned and started to walk, slowly this time, letting her take her time. "They are in the Dragon Pen. They won't eat you know...there are only a few anyway here while the other Pilots are at war." Already he was reaching his mind out to search for Lartech. Ah yes, the dragon was there, sleeping, or...recharging perhaps. Whatever he liked to call it anyway.
The dragon pen was sadly a somewhat long walk from their current location. It was a large place, very...very large, for housing a lot of dragons. Right now it seemed empty...save for a few who had no pilots, or who had their pilots here. He took her to a rather stream lined looking dragon. There were several metal parts on it, but these were rather sleek and impressive, with a large cybernetic front left claw. The dragon had such strange skin, it was an impressive gold colour, though, somewhat dull. Red eyes right now were closed, the creature was curled up almost like a giant cat, the wings wrapped about it.
"Lartech." Slowly the creature stirred and stretched as it regarded the two people in front of it. Oh, Dyerlich. Are we going for a flight? I was having such a nice dream... It was a woman's voice that rang through both Dyerlich and Phenyo's mind. Her voice was rather nice actually, it wasn't mean sounding, though perhaps bored.
"No, afraid not Lartech. This is Phenyo. My new candidate." Lartech bowed her head as she came closer for inspection, taking a deep whiff of her. Not your usual candidate. Female even. Surprising. Mm, nice to meet you though. I'm Lartech. I see he has...already had fun with you. I tell him to take it easy on the first day but...boys. Dyerlich almost rolled his eyes as he reached over and stroked the dragon's snout. "Would you like to hop on her back Phenyo and see what it is like?" it was ah...in his best opinion to ignore Lartech's little comment.
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If she knew that following the 'scent' had been impressive she would have been pleased with herself, she also would never have been able to repeat it. Phenyo tilted her head to the side and rubbed her cheek, taking a deep breath and looking around.
The silence was awkward.
She was more than happy to begin to head towards the dragons. Sort of. Phenyo pressed a hand to her ribs and slowly followed Dyerlich, rather amazed that he was walking slowly. Probably a crawl for him, Phenyo almost felt a little bad for slowing him down. Her side stitched and she gasped lightly and winced, her features turning into a grumpy frown. Then again, maybe now. He should suffer and walk at a crawl. The big jerk.
While it took more than a little while to actually get to the Dragon Pen, seeing it made Phenyos eyes widen and her jaw drop.
"Whoa. Coooooool." Her lips formed a little 'o' as she looked around, her eyebrows high on her face. Obviously impressed, she was even more impressed when she followed Dyerlich to a real dragon. Phenyo had been expecting metal monsters, but this thing...
It looked like a scary lizard that had the personality of a cat. Phenyo took a few steps back when Dyerlich said a name and the monster began to move, a few steps and she was half behind Dyerlich and half out n the open, tilting as far as her bruised and broken body could go to look over at the dragon. Lartech, The voice that entered her head made her look around rather worriedly, an eyebrow raised and her lips pulled off to one side to form a funny Phenyo-Only expression.
Staring blankly she blinked a few times and looked from Lartech, whom she assumed was the dragon, to Dyerlich.
Lips drawn into a little line and she looked between the two, thoroughly confused.
Inadvertantly she had taken a few steps away from Dyerlich and all she saw was a giant dragon head looming over her. In self defence she rose her arms to hide her head, just in case the Dragon was looking for a snack and Dyerlich had lied about them not eating her. Phenyo figured she'd be like popcorn for the dragons, she was small enough, though her heart quickly slowered down and she stopped being afraid when the dragon spoke again.
Well, sort of spoke. Mentally spoke? Telepathied? What would that be called, anyway?
Phenyo looked between Lartech, deceiding she liked the dragon, to Dyerlich. She took a few steps towards the dragon this time. The giant scaled thing was more save than him anyway, at least a swipe from any scary claws it had would kill her in one go.
"I... Er.. Don't think I'd fit.... She's very..." Phenyo moved an arm up and motioned to Lartech. "Big." Then she remembered what the dragon had said, "Not... usual candidate? Female?" Phenyo turned to glare at Lartech. "Fun? First day?" Phenyo paled. "It gets worse?" She squeaked and looked over at Dyerlich worriedly.
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He really would have to teach her to hide her thoughts. Soon enough, she would have time to learn after all, she would be here for three years after all, she would know the intricacies of the mind, her powers, ships, strategies, everything really. However, he considered himself a little lucky at this point really. She knew how to pilot things already, that would make some of her training go a little bit better really. That was his hope at least actually.
"Just you wait." The dragon pen was nothing, the more impressive things actually were the dragons themselves. Usually. Lartech wasn't the fiercest dragons, she was more of a sleeker model made for hit and run tactics, which he adored in her. She was fast and deadly, just like him really.
"There is a sort of saddle on her, in her neck, a groove almost. That's where you sit." He motioned for Lartech to move her head, which she did to show off the seat, a sort of indented groove where her neck plates met her shoulder. Lartech had a rather ornamental head, large sort of fins reaching backward, bumps and ridges made her look like she was decorated with jewels of white and red. A very interesting look to say the least.
Dyerlich rubbed the back of his neck as he shrugged his shoulders. "It is not often I am given female candidates, or that I choose females for that matter." He found them a lot...harder to train really. That was not his fault of course, women could be a lot stronger, a lot more...difficult to break. Men had their pride and egos, those could be broken, but there was just something about women, a willpower, something strong to them.
You haven't told her yet Dyerlich? For shame. You're stuck under his rule for at least three years don't 'cha know? Four if you don't pass the third year. You could be under rule for even five, and then when you get out of the candidate program you still pretty much serve under his command, you'll be a simple Pilot, while he's Cant Royal. Lartech explained to the young woman with a cheery...smile of some sort. It was hard to tell, but the corners of Lartech's lips were pulled up and one could plainly see the glimmering of her white teeth.
"Come Phenyo. I'll take you for a little flight around the complex." Dyerlich was fast, he had to bend down carefully to pretty much wrap his arm around the lower part of her body, not grabbing her about the waist but a bit lower than that, as to not hurt her ribs of course. He was pretty much letting her sit on his forearm almost as he approached Lartech, who held out a claw for them so he could climb onto her back quickly.
He set Phenyo down in the groove, some strange metal belts suddenly fastening in her legs and waist while Dyerlich just seemed to grab hold of two protrusions in front of the saddle. His arms were neatly wrapped around Phenyo's, keeping her still, but hopefully the belts could help with that as well. Start us off easy Lartech. The dragon gave a gentle nod as she stood up and shook herself off. She didn't seem too big, but she she did seem dangerous. The dragon began to walk toward the opening of the hanger, the large doors pulling themselves open to allow her to leave.
In a few seconds she was suddenly running, her wings starting to flap slowly before take off was achieved and they were no longer on the ground but starting an ascent upward. The flight was relatively smooth actually, no dives and no sudden changes in direction. Well Phenyo, what do you think? It was Dyerlich's voice appearing in her mind this time, not Lartech's, though she would be able to feel the dragon's presence, listening in as well to the conversation.
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At the some-what happy words of the Dragon, Phenyo paled and swallowed carefully. Rubbing at her cracked ribs, which happened what? A few hours ago? She cast a side ways glance towards her tormentor. Slightly worried about how nice he was being, her features turned downwards. She was going to die a painful horrible death. Might as well enjoy the dragon ride while he offered it.
Wait, a dragon ride? On this dragon? Lartech.
Phenyo coughed and shifted her weight rubbing the back of her head and pulling her fingers through her unbound hair. "You know, I don't th--" Her speech ended on a low grunt and her clinging to Dyerlichs head. Sitting hurt her ribs and sitting on something wiggly and humanoid managed to make them ache more, Phenyo was half-hoping her lovely new mentor didn't have a boob in his face from the position she was slightly bent over in order to keep her balance and not hurt herself.
If she had been giving a choice as to the dragon riding, she would have greatfully declined, but she wasn't and was quickly in the funny seat with scary metal things wrapped around her legs keeping her down. Phenyo silently thanked that her butt had been comfortable before that happened, wouldn't do well to be uncomfortable on a giant lizard. Quickly Phenyo reached out and patted the nearest patch of flesh she could reach, just in case the dragon -- Lartech -- had heard the lizard comment. Wouldn't do well to piss off something as lovely and majestic as her.
Phenyo stiffened and leaned forward when Dyerlich sat down behind her. Drawing her breath in and taking short shallow breaths, leaning forward disagreed with her newly cracked ribs. Of course then he did something weird and she was practically glued to his chest, oh well, might as well lean, it felt more comfortable anyway. So Phenyo leaned against the large form of Dyerlich, obviously not really careing about any post problems, why would she trouble herself to show that she hated him?
Far too much effort for her liking.
Tilting her head down and closing her eyes, she didn't watch as the dragon started to pick up speed and actually fly. Of course the wind whipping at her hair and face made her squint and look up. Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods, we're going to crash and I'm going to -- But her own thoughts paused when another voice intruded on them. It was deeper, Dyerlichs? He sounded just like he did in person! There was no hollow echoing sound like she expected there to be with the telepathy thing.
Or maybe she just imaged his voice in her head? Peeking up and over her shoulder, Phenyo opened her mouth slightly then quickly closed it, along with her eyes and hide her face. Her heart was pounding and she felt little more than a feather strapped down to a very fast flying device, which was sure to happen to her if Dyerlich leg go of her arms, her legs would rip off and she'd go flying down to the ground and die.
The wind was too harsh to speak so she just resorted to mental chantings of 'I'm going to die.'
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If he could help it, he'd rather keep the woman alive. She already had some talents as a psychic, she could continue to grow, she could be nurtured properly and she would become a valued asset for Aedolis. All he had to do was not push her over her limits at least, and to keep from suicide. Hah. As if any of his candidates had even thought about that! Oddly enough none of them had, at least not when he was around. He suspected a few may have, but he had never been around for that.
It probably wasn't the best of positions, but he honestly thought it was helping. He didn't even actually realize that her breasts were pretty much squished against his face, but at the same time there was the uniform in front of it so...he really didn't notice. He was more focused on not falling off the somewhat slender arm of Lartech as he scaled it carefully.
Lartech had courteously decided to ignore her lizard comment, as it was mostly true. They were however of course much more advanced and powerful than the lizards that roamed most planets but...lizards none the less. She did however make a lovely little murring sound, hearing the comment about her being lovely and majestic. The girl had taste.
Dyerlich was glad she didn't try and avoid his touch, he didn't want her to fall if the belts didn't hold after all. Plus his contact with the opposite gender was mostly limited to a few pilots and Lartech and well...Lartech wasn't his type.
Dyerlich didn't notice much of the wind, but much to his distaste his hood was sent to curl up against the back of his neck, letting that silver and gold flecked hair become even more swept back than it already was. Ugh. Great. Windswept hair. Just what he needed then wasn't it? This was terrific. Blech.
He tried to keep himself from responding to her frantic thoughts of just her going to die over and over again. He just sighed, perhaps she was right about the wind. Lartech, could you raise the windbreaker? He actually sounded like he was...asking nicely. Slowly a few of the strange plates in front of them folded upward as two poles slowly extended until it was just enough to cover their faces. There was an electrical sound in the air and a sort of screen formed between the two poles. Lartech seemed to slow down however at the new wind resistance, but for Dyerlich and Phenyo there was almost no wind affecting them now.
Quit that Phenyo. You will not die, you're secure and safe. Just enjoy the ride would you? He sounded almost irritated by her pleading, and he was really, it was irrational. If anything, the only person who could die from this was him, he wasn't held in anything but his legs wrapped around the dragon's neck and holding onto the two little protrusions.
After a few minutes of flying around the complex, Lartech finally landed in front of the dragon pen. While the doors opened for them, Dyerlich took that time to unhook the belts that kept her safe and secure, picking her up gently and avoiding her ribs as he slid down Lartech's arm and landing safely on the ground with Phenyo. He placed the woman gently on her feet before going over and petting the dragon's snout.
Thanks Lartech. Go back to sleep now. Sorry for disturbing you. The dragon gave another one of those odd smiles as she waved a front claw dismissively. Always nice to meet a new candidate of yours. Looks like you're in for some fun times Dyerlich. Try not to lose your lid like you did with Adalwulf. Such a nice boy, shame about his mind. With that Lartech lumbered into the pen and curled up once more, going back to...sleeping or...recharging, whatever it was she was doing.
"Well, what did you think of that Phenyo?"
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Even with her eyes clamped closed, Phenyo snorted. Of course, he'd ask his dragon nicely for something. Jerk. Phenyo had promised herself that if anyone asked her to do something with a please she'd be more than happy to, but demands and orders just didn't fly with her. Not while she was like this, not until she was sure she was going to stay alive. Might as well make her life hell while she was here.
It was suiting.
She calmed clearly and looked around once the wind stopped a little. Wow. It was so.... Cool. Phenyo sneaked a peek behind her shoulder and took a quick look at her grumpy mentor. Slowly nodding and looked around once that irritated cold voice entered her head.
Gods that creeped her out.
Once her eyes opened, it ended all to quickly and they were in the hanger and Dyerlich was removing the wrappings around her legs, she'd help if she knew where the things went to so she helpfully kept her hands up and away and her side carefully twisted away from him. Once they were in Lartechs spot, or which Phenyo assumed was her spot, and then Phenyo was in her mentors arms again and heading down to the ground.
Phenyo frowned slightly and pulled his hood back up over his hair. If she eyed those odd flecks of gold anymore she'd touch his hair and get her hands cut off. Wincing and rubbing her lower back and side once her feet were on the ground, she watched with interest as Dyerlich completely ignored her and pet his dragon. He looked so at home in front of the scary fangs of one such as she. A pang of jealousy spun through Phenyos veins for the bond those two seemed to share, so she quickly looked away and turned her back, frowning at the ground.
It took her a moment to realize that Dyerlich was talking to her.
"Hmm? It was lovely. Sorry about..." Phenyo trailed off and waved her hand dismissively. "What happened to Adalwulf?" She murmured, curious of course. "What happened to his mind?" As a precaution, Phenyo made sure she was a good two arm spans away -- Dyerlich arm spans at least -- from both him and the dragon. Wouldn't do well to be smacked, beaten then eaten.
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Dyerlich was a little confused really, why did she pull his hood up? He didn't really mind having his hood down, but apparently she wanted it up. She was worried about touching his hair? Was there something wrong with his hair? Ah...she was afraid of punishment then. Well, he was going to admit he didn't mind having his hair touched, er, well, he wasn't going to admit it to her. He had no need to after all.
He was pretty sure he wouldn't take her hands off but...if she wanted to feel that way he really couldn't help her from that. Well. He could tell her he wouldn't but...
It was best to let her find out on her own. Hopefully soon she would be able to block her mind and he would have a harder time knowing what was on her mind.
"Hm? Oh well...he was a Candidate of mine." Dyerlich suddenly approached her, putting his arm about her shoulders. "I won't strike you, you have the right to know, though you'll be meeting him soon." He started to walk, pulling the woman along with him. He wasn't exactly sure where to take her now, maybe to the training complex even. Physical training. He wouldn't make her run any tests yet, she couldn't do very well with the broken ribs.
That would not be her fault, a lot of people couldn't do well. Beside, he had three years to teach her after all.
"Adalwulf was my pupil. He came here rather relaxed, laid back, prepared for this place. He knew what he would have to do, what was asked of him. He wasn't the strongest person, but he had some talent. However...after four years...having to hold him back a year because he just couldn't get piloting right...well he got to the final step, where the pilots would have to probe his mind to see if he had anything he was hiding." He had been there, making sure he had not gone easy on his pupil. They had gone through it very...thoroughly. Nothing was hidden from them, at least, his fear was that he had somehow managed to...
"At the end of it, Adalwulf's mind changed. It withdrew, hid itself, protected itself. There's...not much left there. Only what we've taught him. He's sort of childlike now. It's rather...interestin g actually. There is still such power but he keeps it hidden...Makes me wonder about him." Dyerlich gave a shrug of his shoulder as they finally exited the Dragon Pen, starting to walk with her, wondering if he should really show her the training grounds, they were boring after all.
"Would you like to go get a drink? There isn't anything else interesting to show you, and much to early to send you to your room." He could have used a drink. He wasn't hungry, but his throat always was parched after a flight. Probably had to do with the wind and the sand getting in his throat.
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Green eyes looked around, finally resting on the ground in front of them as they walked. Her keen ears able to take in all the little details and even how he talked. Phenyo didn't move away from his arm around her shoulder, well, more like his arm bending down onto her shoulder. Hmph. It never sucked this much to be so short, an entire two feet. Casting a glance up she watched his chest slightly before looking straight ahead and clearing her throat listening to her mentors little story.
Oh yay.
The brain-slow fellow was a past candidate who got mind raped so bad it went and hid its self. Phenyo felt so much better about her life now.
Not.
Swallowing quietly, Phenyo rubbed her side and looking around. This place was pretty damn big, she'd die if he made her run though any of this. Somehow saw Dyerlich doing exactly that. A soft shudder trailed down her body and she sighed heavily, looking back up at him when he spoke.
A drink? Like liquid? He had a mouth? Blinking and chewing on her lip she shook her head slightly and smirked at her own mental image of him with a mouth full of scary fangs looked like. Slyly glancing up at him, Phenyo leered and tried to invision large fangs on him.
Naah, that looked too funny.
Phenyo just couldn't imaging Dyerlich with a normal human mouth. Did it glow? Is that why he covered it? Silently she chrotled at another mental image of him with a glowing blue mouth. Quickly she shook it and looked ahead, before remembering that she had to answer his question.
Did he mention room? A room? Where sleeping stuff happened?
It was too early for that?
Phenyos face fell slightly and she blinked away and haze of frustration. The only thing Phenyo would love doing more than getting out of here would be to lay down and sleep. Heaving a sigh she looked up at Dyerlich and offered a tad of a smile. "Yeah. A drink... Sounds lovely. Thank you." Some water wouldn't hurt, might even taste good. Her mouth tasted bad, from the blood she spat up and from it just being a rotten day.
"Which way is it again?"
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"You'll do fine. Adalwulf wasn't as strong as you were, he was very weak in personality, I thought I had trained his mind enough and prepared it but...I had made a mistake. You will do better, I know what must be done anyway." He told her, trying his best to get rid of her fears for the time being. She should be worried only when the final test approached, that was it. And she should probably be afraid of him perhaps. Just a little bit.
Dyerlich didn't much care for her...rendering of what was under his cowl. People always thought that he wore it because of a disfigurement, or because his mouth was really odd. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of him having a glowing mouth. That was just...
Strange, but he liked it though.
"We'll go to the Mess Hall then and get ourselves a nice big drink then." He was thinking water too. Humans had this inane thought that when you said the word drink, they assumed alcohol. There were hundreds, maybe even thousands of other beverages one could drink, and yet alcohol was always on the top of the list. It was the oddest thing in his opinion.
"This way Phenyo. We're going this way." He gestured for her, his arm still about her as he guided her with him. He took it slow just for her, not pushing her along too hard. She had been pushed enough for one day, tomorrow was always a new, more...boring day. THe real training would begin when Roman started to teach candidates. Then he could begin getting her familiar with physical techniques, weapons and strike craft. Then moving on to mental strength. That would be the most important part, training the mind.
The mess hall was almost empty, save for a few people here and there talking lightly over an unfinished meal. These were mostly people from the military of course. Not Pilots or Candidates, but the other branch of the military. Dyerlich found a spot for him and Phenyo to sit, returning not a moment too soon with two very large glasses of water.
"It's a bit sweet here...the water, I think they add vitamins and what not." Dyerlich reached up and pulled down his cowl and surprisingly enough...there was nothing odd about him. He had a regular nose...and a regular mouth. Well. The colour was different from most humans but...it was just a mouth. No fangs, nothing glowed, no abnormally large snake like tongue. Just...normal.
"Surprised?" He grinned at her, showing off his white teeth as he raised the glass to lips, taking a long drink. Heh heh, he loved their imagination. Fangs and glowing mouths. How impractical.
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Slowly nodding, she looked around for a moment before pursing her lips and leering off into space. She thought it sounded particularly entertaining when someone of Dyerlichs stature and size said something like 'Mess Hall'. Just didn't suit him. Then agian, it wasn't as if Phenyo swearing like a pirate suited her. She'd forgive him this one time for saying something so out of character.
Pfft, Mess Hall.
Phenyo rolled her eyes to the side when he mentioned a big drink. Of water. A lump settled in her chest, wanting more than anything to have a shot of whiskey or something not even a bad dream could penetrate a alcohol swimming brain that belonged to Phenyo. A sneaking suspicion made her worry about actually sleeping tonight and how well she would. With Dyerlich breathing down her throat she knew she wouldn't be getting a decent nights sleep for about three -- groan -- years. So much suck and fail.
"I could go for a big shot of whiskey, myself." Phenyo grumbled after being lead to the 'mess hall' and taking a seat, groaning when her ribs protested at the movement. Breath hitched and she sat up straight, any slouching made her middle scream at her in protest. Sighing lightly, Phenyo jolted when he came back. Getting lost in her brain wasn't a good thing to do here, for all she knew she could get lost and be stuck there. Like that Something-Wulf fellow. Shuddering slightly she wiggled a little and looked at the large glass of water.
"Sweet tasting from vitamins? Riiight." Just like any young person, the sound of vitamins tasting good was still a concept she could only dream about. If they were sweet no one would mind having them. She took a sip and closed her eyes as she swallowed, slightly glad that she had saved her vocal cords from useless painful screaming. Sure everything that happened today hurt like hell, but screaming about it wouldn't have helped at all. A useless, yet easy way of letting out anger or expressing pain. No amount of screaming would make a freaking name go away though. Phenyo thought grumpily, rubbing the back of her clothed neck.
She could feel the gauze stuck to her flesh, knowing that when it was removed all the dried blood would go along with it.
Swallowing slightly she wasn't looking forward to that. Phenyo looked up in time to see Dyerlich remove the cowl. Frowning she looked away for a moment and then the most obscured thing popped into her head. Why would she think he had an abnormally large snake tongue? That would just be creepy. Coughing slightly, Phenyo cleared her brain and looked back up.
Eh... He could pass off as handsome, she supposed.
"Yes. Very." Clearing her throat and taking another drink, she looked down at the table and tapped her fingers against it in a rhythmic pattern. "You've lost all mystery in only a day." Phenyo spoke boredly, she'd normally be slumped over with her head resting on her arm, but the bandaged middle and the broken ribs begged her not to do it, so she didn't. "Why do you wear that thing anyway? Keep the ladies off of you? Allergic to normal air?" Then she looked up at him and leered, smirking slightly, "Or do you think it makes you look cool?"
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Well he wasn't going to be close enough to her neck to be breathing down it but he was going to be near enough to her. He had to have fun in her dreams again after all. This time he knew how to do it. Leave no of those little...brain wigglies in her mind. No presence that he was inside her mind. He had to be careful from now on.
"Yes well, I'm afraid you'll need your wits about you." Dyerlich told her simply, shrugging his shoulders. He didn't mind alcohol, but that would not be smart for her. Maybe when she had no classes coming up, she might be able to have a little bit of alcohol. It all depended on how well she did.
"You never know, open your mind to the possibilities. Next thing you know you might find there are some delicious vegetables out there." Dyerlich actually joked, he sounded amused for that matter as he grinned at her. She'd only see it in his eyes, until he took his cowl off.
He gave her a small smile as he heard her thought. Hah hah. She...thought he could pass off as handsome?
"I didn't want to have any mystery. There should be none between us." He told her with a shrug. In a building full of psychics, why should there be? "The cowl? Ahahah...right, that's the one thing about me that keeps the ladies off me. Not my abnormally tall stature, the fact I can be a bit overzealous, cruel, and bewildering, but the cowl does it all." He laughed as he shooks his head, turning his attention back to Phenyo, his eyes focusing on her. "I don't believe it makes me look cool...I am not concerned with what people think of my clothing style."
He gulped down most of the water, placing an almost empty cup on the table as he watched her carefully.
"But you seem to think I could pass as handsome don't you?" The cowl was slowly pulled back up over his mouth and nose, affixing it carefully as he stood up. "Come Phenyo, I'll take you back to your quarters. You can take your water with you." He helped the woman up carefully, avoiding hurting her ribs before he took her with him to her quarters. She'd be sleeping on the base of course, and he didn't plan on sleeping at this time...oh no.
He made sure to not have his mind open at this point, he kept it very much contained, locked away from her as he walked at a snails pace beside her, his hand on her back.
He still couldn't believe she thought he could be handsome.
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Pah. The last thing Phenyo needed was her wits. She wasn't learning anything anyway... Well, she learned to take everything Dyerlich said with a grain of salt and not to trust him. Fear wasn't about to set it. Fear would be pointless and make it harder for her to do anything that required being near him. Of course she would keep away from him if she said something and she was worried he'd smack her. Just a precaution. No chance in any hell that she'd ever been afraid of him. Perhaps something ingrained into the candidates. Fear. Not in her though, fear of pain, but not fear of the person.
Besides, who liked pain anyway? Well, besides masochists, but they didn't count. Getting off on pain just did not count on this mental topic.
No mystery between then? Oh, well, that sucks. "In that case, to ruin any mystery about me. I'm not a virgin, and this is my natural hair colour, and these," Phenyo paused to point to the triangular tattoos on her face and lips, "Are tattoos." Didn't remember why she got them, but she did remember waking up with her face stinging. Probably got just a tad too over the top with a 'client' and had it done, though it didn't look to bad so she didn't mind as much as she thought she did. "Oh, and I have 'em around my belly button, too." A solemn nod and a sip of her water and she smirked up at him.
Cruel was a good word for him. Maybe bipolar too. One second he seems as happy as a clam, the next he'd shove a spike or a pokey-finger through her arm or something painful. A corner of her lips twitched and she looked away for a moment. Never fear the person, they got off on that. Best to smile in the face of danger, because instead of making it happy, that would just make it irritated and kill you. Phenyo liked that idea. So she smiled at Dyerlich. "Hmm... Nah, you're handsome, but I'm a little dissapointed you don't have a long snake tongue, so I docked points."
Boredly spoken, she watched him stand up and suppressed a groan. More moving. Her torso would be black and blue anyway, but now it would be green and purple. Oh well. At least she liked the coloured green and purple.
Sitting down for any length of time didn't agree with her torso and it took a funny groan before standing up, all but clinging to Dyerlich as she got up. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her glass of water, still almost full, eh. It'd be a waste to throw it away. Nodding slightly she began to slowly walk in whichever way it was that he was leading/pushing her towards.
Deciding that she would be a good girl and listen, there was a wave of gratitute that he didn't have anymore requests. Unconciously Phenyo leaned heavily on Dyerlich, the glass of water in her head.
Suddenly she felt like a little child being lead off into her room for bedtime. Which was basically what was happening, only Phenyo wasn't a child. "You going to do that dream thing to me again there, Daddy?"
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Dyerlich raised a small eyebrow at her as she spoke about herself. Well this wasn't exactly what he had in mind but...at least she was being honest? "Purple hair...naturally..." That was interesting. Well. No. She wasn't human. Not with her ears like that, she must have been something else. What strange being was she anyway? That might ah...better for another time.
Dyerlich smiled earnestly at her remark about him. It was...nice to be complimented. He never really thought of his looks, he had no need to. If he needed a woman, he could go to a brothel. He had plenty of relationships, just...they were pilot relationships. Roman...Wulf...to a degree Temple of course...that was good enough for him. "Well, we can't all have the bodies we want can we?" He sighed wistfully, perhaps a little more dramatically than he meant to.
Dyerlich hadn't wanted fear from her. He wanted her to fear the punishments, to fear what could happen and be done to her, but not to fear him. No. If she feared the punishment, she would stop her ways.
It was almost like training an animal. They shouldn't fear the master, but fear the punishment. And they should also get a treat for being good. That's what the dragon ride had been all about.
And because he wanted to show off.
Dyerlich supported her as he talked, keeping her up and from falling over and no doubt sleeping right there. Heh. It meant that this was a good day for her then. She'd have a lot of trouble sleeping no doubt over the next three years. Poor girl. No one asked for this sort of thing. Well...alright...he asked for it, Roman had too...even Wulf had. They all wanted to be in the program after all.
"Ah hah hah, no, not tonight. You've earned yourself the rest anyway." Was it the truth, or was it a lie? It was hard to tell. His eye said nothing. Soon they were at her room, Dyerlich opening the door and heading inside with her. He pulled back the covers to her bed, moving her onto it as he stepped back. "You will get another uniform in a few days. I'm afraid there is no spares to be had at this time. We'll get more soon though." He'd have to teach her to clean her own clothes no doubt. Getting the blood and sweat and perhaps a few tears from the clothing.
Dyerlich headed to the door, shaking his head. Tonight would be fun. "Goodnight Phenyo. Get a good sleep. I'll be around to retrieve you. Your ribs shouldn't hurt as much." Dyerlich told her before he slid from her room, the door closing behind him. He made sure to walk around the hall out of sight, Keeping his shields up but monitoring her room. Waiting for her to fall deep into a REM sleep.
That is when he would return. It probably helped that the vitamins would help to give her a good nights rest. She probably had been deprived of such essential vitamins. They would be good for her at least.
He hoped she had a good sleep...heh heh. Until he came back...because she was going to have such a fun time.
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Unlikely that the fearing punishment would keep her tongue in her mouth and her wit closed up. Never one for following orders, though she was sure that eventually the two of them would find a harmony in which they worked, Phenyo just hoped it wasn't the pattern they were in now. Dyerlich is an ass in the morning, then he's semi-nice, then he's an ass again, then he's semi-nice... It all confused Phenyo, really, rather amazed at how much like a teenager girl his punishments went, rather entertained as well.
Though she knew that she would have to give up and stop fighting him eventually, she'd put up a hell of a fight first. Make him remember that she isn't some cute kitten to get her belly rubbed and just lay there content.
Of course she had been listening to him, a quick leer up at him when he said his body comment. She'd ask him about it tomorrow, maybe before bed. He seemed a hell of a lot nicer before bed.
After she had asked him about the dream-thing he did to her after she passed out from her ribs, she just looked at him with an eyebrow raised Yeah, right. was her mental responce to him saying she earned herself rest. She didn't even do anything he wanted of her! He was going to sneak into her head and twist and kick at her brain until it started up some disturbing dream she didn't want to see, let alone share with a tall ghoul of a stranger. Hmph.
Putting the large glass of water on a table somewhere in the room, Phenyo was about falling asleep on her feet, when she felt something semi-soft under her butt her head snapped up and she glared at Dyerlich. There was no way she was sleeping in the uniform. "But it's not ruined. There's only blood around the collar, and I think that will be occuring too much for you to bother getting me another uniform..." She trailed off and watched him go away, good sleep. Ah huh. Phenyo let out a big yawn and stretched as far as her broken body would allow it. Good sleep. Ribs better? She wouldn't be able to move!
Getting up, painfully that is, she shuffled over to where she left her water, took a long drink and then looked down at herself. Right, no sleeping in the uniform. To the best of her ability she removed the ugly gray uniform, until she was standing only in her undergarments, the piled clothes in her arms. Unskillfully they were folded and placed beside the bed, on the ground, and she pressed a hand to herself. Gauze around her middle, around her neck. This wasn't going to be fun.
After laying down, it was cold to be sure, so she curled up like a little child, her hair fanning out behind her. It ached to lay down, but once the spot she was laying in warmed up Phenyo drifted off to sleep.
A rather disturbing one.
In her lovely dream, Phenyo was dressed in the uniform, a crisp clean one that was tucked in at all the right placed and had no blood in it. Her hair was pulled up in two messy buns on either side of her head, and she was behind some invisible force feild watched ... Herself.
The other Phenyo had the braids and outfit that she was wearing this morning. But there was a tiny difference, she didn't really have the right face. It was Phenyos face, but something about it seemed off.
Still, Real Phenyo was freaked out. A hand pounded on the invisible wall, yelling at her. What was she doing? Why was she slowly taking off her clothes? Shaking Real Phenyo looked away for a moment, to turn back to Dyerlich being there. His cowl off, and Other Phenyo smiling shyly. What the hell? What kind of torture was this?
The next things to occure grossed Phenyo out and surely as any visitors would have been. Not one to be emberased, even if she was watching herself go at it with a seven foot tall man like a bunny in spring, just who the people were made her not want to see. A tad to disturbing. Of course the noises stayed. When Real Phenyo heared Other Phenyo she looked over, blinked and stared. That didn't sound like her, which meant it wasn't her, which mean that --
Green eyes popped open at the realization that it was little more than a dream. A soft sigh of relief and she closed her eyes again. For a fleeting moment she was deeply hoping that Dyerlich -- That name and the mans looks forever ruined -- hadn't watched in on this one. Again, she wouldn't be embarassed of what her brain though of, but she could be damned ashamed of it.
Unable to get back to sleep, she layed there, all curled up with her eyes closed. Of course she didn't like the mental images that popped out behind her closed eyes, but it was more comforting than staring around the room with her eyes open.
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Dyerlich loitered around the hallway, pacing almost as he waited for Phenyo to fall asleep. Finally he could feel herself drift off to sleep. That's when he strode on back to her room and quietly entered. He took a seat at the foot of her bed, very...very careful to lie on his back so she wouldn't see him if she woke up. Slowly he reached out his mind. Heh. She'd feel nothing, there would be no trace, this was perfect, he was barely there, but he could see everything.
Now it was time to...
Why was she in a cage? There were two Phenyo in her dream. It...was slightly more obvious that the Phenyo behind the forcefield was the real one, the one that was actually viewing the dream. The other one was...just her subconscious then? Projected images even?
And why was he suddenly there. He hadn't done this...oh no, not him. Hm. Wait...why was she stripping? Dyerlich watched in mild fascination as she stripped her clothes off, and he was without his cowl. Well...at least he didn't seem to have a giant snake tongue in this. So that must have really been...been.
What.
It may have been a while since he had last...indulged his mortal flesh in any sort of activity but...he was having sex with her. Well. No. Her Dyerlich creation was having sex with her Phenyo creation. Now he thought himself a master of the mind but...just the sheer fact that this was happening in front of his eyes made him question that whole thing. It was also quite noisy...
He could hear Phenyo trying to really put things in perspective, to make the dream seem like it wasn't her doing, or perhaps just wasn't her. Either way you looked at it, it was her mind, making this whole thing.
It abruptly ended however as Phenyo suddenly woke up. Dyerlich's own eyes opened and he had to suppress any sort of laughter or movement...perhaps. She was ashamed of that? Well, there were many tales of Pilots and Candidates getting involved in such ways before, this much he knew from Roman's behaviour. His own had been...slightly more professional. Slightly.
Dyerlich slowly stood up and dusted himself off, shaking his head while he did it. That was just...weird. Not that he minded, it was a bit of a treat from the usual sort of thing. "I noticed that even in your dreams you call me Daddy." He spoke up suddenly, putting his foot up on the edge of the bed as he loomed over her.
"And no, that wasn't my doing. And I don't see why you should be ashamed. It was just a dream." About who knew what of course. The dream was supposed to usually be about problems, things she had seen, going over the events of the day and putting things into place. Granted he had ordered her to strip before, and he had taken his cowl off, and there had been the spanking earlier on but...at no time did he show her such affection, made any sort of notion that he would want to ahm...enjoy her body.
At least, he didn't think he had.
"I didn't at all make you think that I wanted anything sexual from you did I?" He had his own questions he wanted answered, hers could wait, he already knew what hers might be. Oh why are you in my room, why are you looking in on my dreams, and so on and so forth. THe usual sort of thing.
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The last thing Phenyo ever wanted to do would have sex with Dyerlich. Yuck.
Too tall, too white and too gangly for her tastes. Of course, her trying to pretend to sleep failed and she kicked out at him at the foot of her bed when he finally spoke. A little surprised at him being there, in her room, on her bed but she had been expecting something of the sort so the shock passed quickly. Of course the shame lingered. Good gods. He got to watch that. A hand went to the bridge of her nose and she sat up, letting the blanket fall to her waist.
Her arms crossed over her semi-bare chest and she glared at him. Green eyes have closed and lips puffy and red from sleeping.The only thing Phenyos mind could really do was watch and listen, and mumble. Even her brain mumbled. Was it morning already? That was all the sleep she would get for another day...? The gauze around her neck was itchy, and the wrapping around her middle was just as annoying, sleeping on it didn't agree and it seemed a little tighter. Of course him asking her about the sex thing made her eyes snap to his and she snarled.
"No. And I wouldn't have anyway. Maybe that was all about that mind rape thing you mentioned.. " Phenyo looked off to the side and sighed heavily, "Without the rape." A subtle shudder passed through her body and she sighed and shuffled off the bed, standing in her gauze and underwear, she put the uniform on stiffly, grunting when she tried to hop her pants up around her waist. "Ugh. Hopping doesn't like me." Quietly she sat down on the bed, the pants up around her waist, still undone and leaned forward slightly, breathing deeply.
Yeuch. Why did she feel sick? Maybe from the lovely impact of yesterday, she could blame it on the dream she had, but dreams wouldn't make her sick. Even if it was seeing more of Dyerlich than she would have liked. Turning rather green, Phenyo swallowed and took a deep breath, and was up and over to the little trashcan faster than anyone with a broken and bruised had any right to be. Kneeling over it, she vomited, spit and bile only, no food -- Her body had already used her lunch as as fuel as well as the water from last night.
Once she was done dry heaving into the little trashcan, she groaned and laid down against the cold floor. Spread eagle, her top half bare except for a bra and the gauze wrapped around her middle and neck. The cold tile on the floor felt good against her aching limbs and heated flesh. After a few moments of laying on the ground, she got up, slowly, stiffly, and walked over to the ugly gray uniform shirt. No sign of the illness on her face or in her limbs. A quick little display of how her body hated her, and she was fine.
"Sorry. If you show me where to go I'll clean it up." Her voice was quiet as she made an attempted to put the uniform without lifting her arms up over her head. That would hurt her ribs as much as her back. Buttoning up the uniform shirt, she rubbed at the gauze and winced, remembering how it was stuck to the wound. "Are you going to pull this one off today?" Get more blood on the uniform. Maybe by the end of the three years it would be pretty and a brownish red from all the blood she'd spill.
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Well her thoughts would be a bit of a slap in the face for most people. Even Dyerlich had feelings, and those hers were negative, they were a little more...directed to him after all. She was pretty committed to the idea of not having sex with them. Too gangly and white? It wasn't his fault. She was...so pink and red blood filled after all. Not to mention she was...purple haired and had the strange tattoos. Though, he did like the tattoos, and the purple hair but still.
"I've seen you naked...actually twice now I guess...and you're wearing only a bra. You don't have to cover yourself. I promise I'll keep my hands from your naughty bits." Everywhere else on her body was fair game however. Dyerlich gave a small grin as he stayed where he was, rather enjoying this whole thing actually. She had a sex dream about him! Of all the things for her to do...she just had a sex dream about him.
Ahahahah.
"Yeah, you seemed rather like you enjoyed it, or your...dream self did anyway." He gave a laugh as he sat down on the edge of the bed, putting one leg up on it to rest his arms as he watched her hop around as best she could. "Well you have cracked ribs after all." Dyerlich pointed out with a small shrug of his shoulders.
Dyerlich raised an eyebrow as he watched her suddenly look rather...well...sic k. He wondered what was about to happen but that was until she suddenly went to the trash can and began to vomit. Well. Not so much vomit. Expelling some spit and bile. It looked kind of nasty actually. Not kind of. It was...yech.
Well at least...she looked fine afterwards.
He did seem to be enjoying the fact she was just walking around in almost nothing. Hey, who could blame him after all? Half naked woman walking around. Granted she was puking of course but...she was still half naked. That was just the icing on the cake for him. However, she would see that he didn't seem very interested in the fact she was close to being in the buff, he had a bored expression on what she could see of him.
"Bathroom is right there. That door." Dyerlich stood up and strode quickly to it, hitting a small button beside the door as it swung open. There was a complete shower/bath inside, with toiler, mirror, and a sink. "I do promise you'll get a new uniform, but if you want that one cleaned you can just deposit it into the chute in here and it'll get cleaned within twenty minutes. You just check the chute again and it should be there and waiting." More of an elevator then, not really a chute but he couldn't really be bothered with specifics. Dirty clothes went in, clean clothes came out, that's all she'd need to know.
"I'll be nice and wait out here for you." Dyerlich went back to the bed to sit on the edge of it, making as little of an imprint as he possibly could. After all, this was her space, and it was supposed to be somewhat private. Unless of course you were a candidate then you really didn't have a choice in privacy. He was just being a good person.
"And as for the neck wound, that'll stay on till tomorrow. You can remove it and you'll be able to show it off in class. I mentioned that part correct? You'll be attending class, and don't try to get another pilot to heal that either, because you're going to wear that name on your neck for three years at least." That was his little rule, always had been. Though, only few had actually kept the name, out of...respect perhaps. "Now hurry up and go get cleaned. Today you and I are just going to be meandering about. Nothing really important to be done yet."
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Having no idea that Dyerlich was reading her like an open book, Phenyo would have been keeping her thoughts in check. Maybe. Though because he had been hearing things that he wasn't meant to, his poor feelings got hurt. Too bad for him. Phenyo looked up over at Dyerlich. She could go to the bathroom? But she just put her uniform on! Dammit. Heaving a sigh, she muttered a quiet 'Thank you' and moved towards the bathroom. It looked modern enough. Pursing her lips she groped at the wall until she hit the right button to close the door. A silent noise but it made her feel better, turning around she hit another button, making sure it was locked. Maybe she could drown herself. Probably feel more comfortable than breathing.
Heaving a sigh Phenyo looked around and got onto her knees to turn the water on for a shower. No drowning for her, that would be the easy way out, and besides... With her luck he'd be able to unlock the door and save her. Ha. Shit luck that was. Once the water was piping hot, she got up slowly and undressed as slow as a snail. After a few minutes all Phenyo was in was her gauze and a very purple chest. A good thing about being so short, she could lay in bathes better than most people.
Laying down in the tub, hissing at the heat of the water, she then gave a content sigh. The pain of the hot water leeching the ache from her sore torso. Her hair sticking to her face, before long she had her eyes closed and she was half-asleep. Though the water also went cold, freezing her sore self.
"Goddammit, I can barely move."
All the relaxation had leeched away any will to move. Maybe if she stayed there long enough Dyerlich would just leave, or come into the locked bathroom door to check on her. Would he be sad if she died?
Not that she could die from being in a cold shower. It ached though. Sighing, Phenyo lifted her hands and wrapped them around her middle. Nope, no good, couldn't move. She hated asking for help.
"Dyerliiiiich. I can't move. That thing you said about my ribs being better was a lie."
A little bit of a yell, something that could be heard through the spray of the shower, and hopefully through the door. And hopefully he would come and help instead of leaving her there to turn into a sponge of water. The fact that she was cold and wet didn't help.
Phenyo was pleased with herself, she hadn't cried once. She'd expected herself to start bawling like a baby once the noise of the shower could wash away any trace of tears, but there were none. Hmm, odd.
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Dyerlich really wouldn't be blamed for the fact that she put her outfit on. Really. She should have asked sooner after all about those things instead of jumping the gun. That was really her fault. He didn't know she had wanted to have a shower after all, her thoughts hadn't really said anything about that. At least, not as deep as he probed anyway. He hadn't really gone deep enough in her thoughts. He was still stuck on the part of her mind that was keeping the sex dream fresh. It was still hilarious actually.
Dyerlich just loved how it had happened.
Dyerlich stayed there, smiling to himself as he began to look at his fingernails, turning them to claws and what not to inspect them. Hm hm hm. He liked his claws. They were good.
Nice and sharp.
Dyerlich let his mind close as he just sort of began to sleep. Well. No. He began to meditate to himself. He was just...letting his mind be protected while he travelled inside of it. He was bored. She was still in the shower. He didn't want to disturb her right now. He had to be...mostly nice.
That was of course, something suddenly interupted his thoughts. A strange sort of voice cutting into them. His eyes opened up as he looked to bathroom where he thought he heard a call. Hrm. That was surely her wasn't it. Dyerlich got up from the bed and headed to the door. Lartech, I need the door in front of me opened. Phenyo's room, her bathroom door. Sometimes just having a creature hooked into the entire facility was a good thing.
Invading her privacy Dyerlich? Going to have a chat with her in the bathroom? Well, clean yourself off, I don't want the smell of sex on you. Dyerlich could only sigh as he shook his head. It's nothing like that Lartech. She went for a shower and I think she lay down to help her ribs and now...just open the door please. It took a moment but the door suddenly unlocked and Dyerlich pressed the button.
The door slid open and Dyerlich slowly walked in, smirking as he saw her lying under the shower. Poor girl couldn't get up. "I didn't say there were completely healed, and they're just starting to heal after all." He knew that in a week, when they weren't healed, he would need to get them healed by one of the machines. That was just...well that was expected. She would need her ribs back to normal so that she would be able to start and complete her training.
Dyerlich knelt beside the bath tub and slowly picked Phenyo up, sitting her on the edge of the bathtub. "Well. I guess you weren't lying about it being your natural hair colour." He commented, having looked over her body with a small smirk under his cowl. Oh yeah, very matching.
"Should I leave you alone or would you like me to towel you down?" He was actually serious, he sounded sincere as he got a towel from the towel rack. He could understand, he would hope that she would be able to fight through the pain soon enough but...she had three years for that sort of thing.
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After so many years of existence, Phenyo finally knew what it felt like to be a turtle. Her life was complete, she could die peacefully now, well not right now but soon. Pfft.
Curious as to how he got the door open, Phenyo could only leer at him while he all but picked her up out of the bathtub. Of course she was thankful, Phenyo was only a huge pain in the ass on purpose. Well, mostly. Once Dyerlich figured out that demanding and telling her and giving her threats wasn't going to work, she'd be a great ... Person. Unlikely on being a good candidate, fighting for a cause -- which she didn't know about -- still didn't suit her fancy. Nor did fighting for a country that drafted her into their military within the first 24 hours of being here.
"Can't say I've ever had three ribs cracked before. Excuse me for thinking I could lay down in a hot shower." Leaning forward, her legs tilted away from Dyerlich just in case he felt like being a little more observant -- She snarled at his comment about her natural hair colour. "Yeah, better believe me then, when I tell you that over half of my 'bed partners' died withing twenty-four hours of sleeping with me." Mostly because they were bounty hunting targets and she had killed them after that, but he didn't need to know that. Unless he was being snoopy. Phenyo snarled again and looked at him, green eyes squinting and grumpy.
It wounded her pride just a tiny bit, having to be lifted out of the tub because she couldn't move. A funny whistling noise passed her lips when she hissed through her teeth, at him offering to towel her down. Then broke down and sighed. "I would love some help. Thank you Dyerlich. Could you pass me another one? I can... get everywhere but my hair and back. I can't really lift my arms too well... Well..." Phenyo paused and pursed her lips in thought, " I can, I can do all of this, but I'm not a masochist and I think it'd be better for healing if I didn't keep... " Sighing again she looked around rubbed at the bandaged on her neck, the water and soaked it and made it loose from the wound.
It would be more itchy than anything she'd even known. Ever. So she quickly tore it off and flung the soggy thing onto the bathroom counter, by the sink. "Oh! Look at that. It can fly. Such a talented piece of gauze, it should be a candidate too, eh?" She said simply running her fingers over the scabby wound, looking over her shoulder to Dyerlich, too numb and achy all at the same time if he got mad at her for removing it early. It would still scar, she could feel the wounds, too wide and too deep to heal and be scarless.
"Anyway..." Sliding on the side of the tub to the wall beside the tub, she stood up, her face contorting in discomfort at having to stand up. Obviously Phenyo had no trouble being in her birthday suit, though of course she liked being dressed. Her eyes trailed to her pile of clothing on the ground. Aww... Damn. That would be fun. Her back towards to Dyerlich, her hair stuck to her shoulders and face, she reached back and held her hand open. "Could you get me a towel, please? I'm not going to let you dry off my front."
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Dyerlich would never really stop himself from being who he was, he didn't ask, he told. That was it. Truthfully it was like his way of asking, but it was a lot more...forceful really. That's how he really always had been. They were going to butt heads the two of them, and it was going to be fun actually. Dyerlich looked forward to this sort of thing.
"Well you'll learn a whole bunch of things now that you're here Phenyo, don't worry." Dyerlich could have laughed at her little comment about people dying within twenty four hours. She didn't even hide her thoughts at the next part and he could only smile as he pat her on the head, messing up her wet hair. "If you kill them yourself it doesn't count Phenyo." He almost cooed at her as he shook his head.
She was too cute, at least in his eyes.
"Sure, glad to help." See, they didn't need to fight, they could be nice to each other even. He handed her the towel he already had and went back to get himself another towel. She just had to figure out that he didn't want anything really sexual from her. He could control his impulses after all.
"Ah hah, maybe I should." He raised an eyebrow slightly at her but he didn't get mad. He wanted to make sure the wound wouldn't rip when she pulled the gauze off but apparently she was alright. Well that was good then. If she knew that it was time to take it off then she could have it off. Probably wasn't very good cause at this point since it had been soaked in all that water.
"That's fair enough. I'm split beside which side I like more anyway. I mean, the front is good but...you have such a nice prosterior." Dyerlich teased as he began to help towel off her back and her hair, just as she wanted. She had such nice flesh didn't she?
"I'll help you with the clothes Phenyo, but it's still going to hurt a lot since your ribs are...well...you know." Dyerlich told her as he continued to dab at her body, trying to get all the water from her. Her hair was just...ugh. So full of water. He had kept his hair short, he was able to quickly get the water from it, but she had a lot of hair.
Dyerlich stepped back, tossing the towel onto the side of the bathtub to watch her critically. "Alright, I think you're dry. Shall we get your clothes on now?"
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Hmph.
"Of course it counts. They die." Moving her hand up to lazily swat at his hand after messing up her already messy wet hair. Males. "And besides! The prostitution was a tool for my bounty hunting." not a very good excuse, but for a short little thing with bright purple hair, sneaky and espionage wasn't exactly her forté, for good reasons.
After gaining the towel, Phenyo began to dry off the water, keeping her face in it for a good few moments and lifting her arms ever so slightly to dry off her pointy ears. Looking over at her chest in the mirror, she winced, the bruise worked its self up between her breasts, making it look like there was a hole under the gauze and it was slowly eating her alive. Tasty. Making a funny face, she pressed a hand between her breasts to test out the damage. A quiet sigh. It didn't hurt so much as it looked very painful.
Her torso would forever remind her not to compare her lovely pilot to gross food. Of course, she had to freeze and look at him funny in the mirror. Did he just crack a semi-joke? Or tease her? Was the ground going to open up and swallow her whole? It was, she could feel the impending doom. "Erm... Thank you. I don't get many comments about my butt." She wiggled it just for him and then looked down at her clothing, sighing.
It hurt her pride to have to have help putting on her clothing. She could manage. Sorta. She hoped."I'm gonna get my underwear, thanks." Or she'd try... Luckily her knees still bent.
Taking a breath, she slowly sunk, her knees bending under her until she was sitting on her heels. Scooping up her clothing, she stood up with a triumphant look on her face and plopped them onto the bathroom counter. Never in all her years since acquiring her secondary profession had she been in a room so long with someone of the male gender and not been forced against a wall or something akin to that. Shaking her head for a moment, Phenyo reached and grabbed the bare essentials.
After about a minute of attempted to put on her panties, she succeeded and smirked over her shoulder. "Ha." The bra was easy, doing it up was a bit of a problem but she managed to do that too, the fantastic talent of doing it up in front then spinning it around the right way. Then she was at the pants, hopping last time was a bit of a problem, so she left those for last. Putting on the uniform coat, making sure it was about an inch from her neck. Wouldn't feel nice for her uniform to stick to her gooey wound.
Zipping up the coat, leaving the top bit partially undone. She looked at the pants. Glared more like, then looked at Dyerlich, and sighed.
"Could I get some help with the pants? and socks? And boots? " A small apologetic smile and she pulled the hair off of her neck and out of her coat and dug around in a pocket of the uniform for a hair tie. Pulling it up in a high pony tail, messy still, to keep off of her neck. So, there Phenyo stood, still naked from the waist down save for the bare essentials.
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"Alright, if you say so." He wasn't going to really argue. It was semantics at this point. "Ah, of course, I forgot about that. Well at least...you killed your targets." Though he was sure that you would get more money for bringing them alive. Of course, however she chose to do business was ah...her own business in the end. Maybe that's why she had troubles with her job, not enough people being brought alive.
Dyerlich only watched with an eyebrow raised as she started to...fidget with her breasts. He only...smirked slightly, keeping himself calm as he watched her. How could she not be embarrassed by this?
She must have been really secure with her body.
"I can't see why you wouldn't." He grinned as she wiggled it, his arms crossing over his chest. Tease!
"Take your time." There was no hurry here. They had nowhere to be, but he was sure she would like to get some food here eventually. Maybe something to drink, hope she felt better. Dyerlich watched her as she got dressed, pulling on her panties. Her...next thought sort of...made him feel bad for her.
However, she was now away from that life. She wouldn't have to sleep with people to kill them and turn in the reward then. That might have been a nice thought for her.
She sure was talented when it came to putting all her clothes on with her bruised ribs. Must have had a lot of practise didn't she?
"After that stunt with the bra I would be happy to help." Dyerlich said with a small chuckle. It was a rather ingenious technique, he wasn't going to lie about that. Dyerlich lowered himself to one knee, grabbing her pants and slowly getting her to step into the pant legs before he pulled up for her, even going so far as to doing up the zipper and button for her carefully. Maybe he was enjoying himself just a little bit, there was a certain twinkle in his eye as he looked to her with a grin. "Fun parts over now, no more Phenyo flesh to see."
He helped get her socks on, and then came the boots finally which he laced up and made sure they wouldn't come undone. Dyerlich stood and went to the sink, washing his hands which had gotten a bit of dirt on from the boots.
"Well Phenyo, would you like to go get something eat and drink then?" Dyerlich asked cheerily as he turned to face her. He would need to actually eat. He didn't feel like feeding off emotions, Phenyo was in enough pain, and he didn't think it would be appropriate to beat her or to 'teach her a lesson' when she didn't need it. Besides, she probably already was having such a conflict after her subconscious little trip.
Heh. Still hilarious. Like a rabbit.
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This Dyerlich and the one from yesterday were so completely different, Phenyo was a little afraid that he was up to something. And if it was a dangerous something she'd have to worry about later. Looking down at herself, half clothed, she knew that if she was anyone else, she would be insanely embarrassed about all of this. A near complete stranger pulling her naked out of a bathtub and watching her dress and rub at a bruise between her bare breasts. Even if she hadn't had the bests of lives, having let down so many people and making herself little more than a tool... She liked her personality now and wouldn't change a thing.
Phenyo closed her eyes once her pants were done up, eyes snapping open and looking down at Dyerlichs hands as he did up her pants. She rose an eyebrow and smirked lightly, what was that about? She could do up her own zipper and button. Though, she did have a twinge of some feeling or another at having someones arms around her. Some far off feeling she could never remember when it happened. Probably one of those fuzzy feelings she shucked out the window as far as it went for males. They were all the same.
Used her, occasionally abused her and then tossed money at her and left. Lowering her head and looking down, moving her legs while Dyerlich helped her with her socks and boots, Phenyo smirked, remembering how she got into prostitution. Completely by accident, a rather heart breaking one, but she mended. Just as surely as her ribs will. Shaking her head slightly and blowing out a quick breath, she looked around at the sound of water running. Done already?
A small smile was on her face. Aww, he did up her boots. A little too tight, but that was probably for the best. There was no way Phenyo could see Dyerlich bending over to do up a boot lace outside the bathroom. Though, that mental image did make her cough out a chuckle, which then made her regret doing it because it made her ribs hurt and make a face.
Phenyo had lots of faces, most of them over the past day had been 'ow, this hurts' faces. Nothing too nice, but when she smiled she was positively glowing and absolutely adorable. Something she knew, which was why she hardly smiled.
Then he spoke, and her eyes snapped up towards his. Blinking at him blankly, his tone of voice making her raise an eyebrow and blink a few more times to comprehended what he'd said. "Eat? And drink? Oh." Food, duh."Sure." Stretching ever so slightly, just to test out how far her arms could go, she sighed and let the drop to her side and took sure strides out of the bathroom. While the front of her chest still hurt like a bitch, her back didn't hurt so much anymore. A quick sigh and she smiled lightly towards her mentor.
"I think I can keep up with you today if you walk slower than my jogging pace." She teased, sticking out her tongue once she was done. His legs were .. what? 3/4ths of her body length? Pursing her lips, Phenyo gave Dyerlich a quick up and down look and shook her head. She'd wait until she was beside him till she figuerd out how long his legs were.
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Dyerlich was not always a mean creature. Sure, he could be downright cold, a cruel and uncaring bastard but that was only one small side of him. Dyerlich could be nice, and today was one of the days that he should be nice, not mean. She had very little clue as to what was going on, and she didn't need someone always to be beating her. Yes, He would admit that later she would be beat quite a bit, when she didn't do what she was told she would be punished, but that was just how his program worked.
She would learn it, and hopefully not hate him for it.
Very few of his candidates, he hoped, hated him at the end of it. Phenyo would hopefully be no different.
"You asked me to help with the pants, so I'm helping with the pants." Dyerlich said matter of factly, catching her little comment about the zipper and button. In a few days her mind wouldn't project these thoughts. Either Roman or himself would teach her how to stop her mind from doing all this. Perhaps the upcoming class of Roman's would give him a better idea about just how good her powers really were.
"I would lose all mystery if the other personell in the base watched me stop to have to do up your shoes." He had caught her mental image, and though hilarious, it was not going to happen. No no. That wasn't something that he planned on doing. She would have to do all that stuff for herself outside of the room.
"Yeah. Food." Poor girl. A little out of it but she would learn in the end. He smiled a little bit at her as he started walking with her. He wasn't going to walk fast, he would take her time and let her walk at the pace she wanted. "I think I could speed walk at your running pace." He made a slight face as he thought about that, trying to visualize her running. He hadn't seen her try yet, and well...probably wasn't going to happen.
Why was she always looking at him, always observing him? That confused him. She had seen him before but there was always those few times she was really...looking at him. Maybe just trying to judge his height? He didn't really know for sure.
"Well, let's get some food. I need something as well and I don't think emotions are going to satisfy me." That was probably something any candidate that served under Dyerlich wanted to hear. The trip to the mess hall wasn't that long, and Dyerlich was standing in line with Phenyo, handing her a tray. Now, don't go for the things they feed the grunts. You're a candidate. You could be a pilot in three years. Live it up here. Phenyo would almost feel like Dyerlich was talking right beside her ear, but he was using telepathy, just so none of the grunts got offended.
Dyerlich handed his tray over to someone who began to put some good food onto it, actual eggs, bacon, toast, hash browns, that sort of thing. And a big glass of orange juice. Now that must have looked odd as he took the tray back, and under his cowl he grinned.
Orange juice was yummy.
Just like that. Go on. Ask for it. Don't be afraid.
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Upturning her nose to the air she leered over at him. "I can run faster than your speed walk. hmph."
Blinking owlishly towards her, her mouth pulled into a funny smile and blinked. "Yeah. Feeding off of emotions doesn't satisfy me either. If anything it makes my stomach grumble louder." She chirped, knowing full well that she didn't feed off of emotions. Whatever that was. Giving him a weird look, having never been informed of his odd eating habits. Shaking her head slightly she kept up with him, walking at a faster walking pace than normal. She managed to keep up with her tall white ...friend?
Before she knew it, she had a try in her hand and whispering by her ear. Rubbing at her ear with a bit of a lost expression, she looked towards Dyerlich and the funny things he had on his plate. Well, at least that smelled good, even if it looked a little funny. Could be a pilot in three years. Could be. So she could do all of this work for nothing. Phenyo didn't want to imagine the next three years, she barely wanted to imagine tomorrow. Puffing out her chest ever so slightly and lifting her chin high, Phenyo copied Dyerlich and spoke up. "I'll be having the same thing my Pilot Mentor is if you don't mind. The... Lovely... Stuff from yesterday was a little bland. And as funny as this stuff looks, it looks like it has a little more.. variety."
The person who had taken her tray cracked a smirk and put the breakfast things on it, including, like Dyerlich, a glass of orange juice. Giving herself a mental congratulations on speaking to someone on purpose she took the tray and followed him to an empty table. Placing her tray down, Phenyo eased herself into the seat, attempting to keep her back completely straight so she didn't irritate any muscles or anything.
Taking a utensil, Phenyo poked at it. "What is it?" Used to much different food, being from off planet and all. As lovely as it smelled, it could taste much different. Her eyes were looking at the bacon.. What kind of animal could have produced that? Making a bit of a funny face, she took a sip of her orange juice and licked her lips.
"Dyerlich...? Are we doing anything today? Besides eating breakfast?"
((Baaah. short))
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"It stops mine and satisfies my hunger for a while." Then, eventually he would need to feed. Though, he was surprised that his body used everything, whether it was matter or just emotions, he could use it all up. Though, he found that he was sustained more by the emotions than by the food but who could be blamed for that?
Dyerlich couldn't say she was going to pass, but he didn't want to say she would fail. He hoped of course his...darling little candidate would pass but...there were so many uncertainties at this point he really couldn't be sure. Dyerlich waited for his Candidate as she ordered, a smirk crossing his face at her little...comment. She was trying to defuse the situation somewhat with humour, and it was probably working.
Dyerlich led Phenyo to a table, sitting down at it with her and almost feeling...sympathet ic for the fact her ribs hurt. Though, that passed, it had been her fault, and she could have avoided such a thing if she hadn't opened her mouth. He wouldn't have been mad had she just said it mentally even.
He gave a laugh as he picked up a fork and began to cut some of the egg. "Pork. It comes from an animal called a pig. The pig has several foods made from it, you can cut off different slabs of it basically to create different things. It's meat basically. The white and yellow is an egg, it comes from an avian called a chicken. And the hash browns, all that stuff right there," He motioned with his fork to the stuff on her plate that looked like golden brown little pieces. "Are called Hash browns. It's made from potatoes which a vegetable that grows underground. Humans have this fascination with potatoes where they dice them up into small pieces or cut them into wedges and they just throw them into grease to fry up." He thought they tasted pretty good really.
"Well there will be lunch...dinner...bu t between said meals I'm...not really planning anything. Is there ahm...something you'd like to do?" Dyerlich was NOT an entertainer. He didn't know what people might consider fun on the base. Maybe he could take her to the artificial simulation room and see what fun could be had there. "I'm sorry for not being much of a host, I don't often need to entertain people..."
((Bah, just as short >_<))
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Yeah right. He would have so been mad. Just maybe not so physically. Though he was right, it did teach her never to make a snide comment about his looks, because his poor ego couldn't take it. Shaking her head, Phenyo looked back up at him, blinking. Pork? Sounded... Actually that sounded nasty. Pork. From a pig? So that's where being called a pig came from? An animal? They made food out of?
...Ew...
Scrunching her nose and poking at it with a fork, she stared at it for a good minute before stabbing it and nibbling off an edge. Eh... It tasted okay. Better than the gloop from yesterday. Chicken? Really? That phrase came from this planet, too!? Phenyo blinked and looked down at it. And they ate their babies. Pursing her lips she poked at the egg and looked at Dyerlichs tray. These human-creatures sure did eat... Everything. Potatoes. From underground, not being able to think up a phrase to go with that she was fairly entertained about the fact that the people of Earth seemed to eat everything.
'Is there anything on this planet people don't eat?' Phenyo thought, looking around at all the 'grunts' as Dyerlich had called them. Grunts, people to put before the fire to keep the real soldiers available once they crossed enemy lines. Grunts, the ones who did the dirty work to keep all the military personnels slates clean. Snorting softly and shaking her head slightly, she quickly snapped her head up, remembering him whispering to her in the line. Looking up at him with squinted green eyes, she pursed her lips off to the side, reached forward, hooked her index and middle fingers over the top of his cowl and yanked it down.
"Unless you have some magical power of eating through cloth, you'll have to take that off." Phenyo said simply with a bright smile, sitting back a little farther than usual just in case he felt like being a jerk and smacking her across the face for touching him without asking or something. Clearing her throat, she all but shrunk in her seat, making herself as little as possible, putting her unused hand between her knees and poking at her food with the other. Occasionally putting some of the funny food in her mouth to chew. Sipping the orange juice just as slowly as she was eating.
"Well... You can tell me about this.. er.. Aedolis...? Place." Phenyo shrugged and crossed her ankles, looking down. Chewing on her lip, she looked to her left and at the floor. "And are you sure there's no chance for my ship? Do you have any idea how long I had to work on that to get it the way it was?" A freaking long time, that's how long!
This situation pissed her off more than a few cracked ribs did. Stupid... Empire or whatever the hell it was. Drafting people with mental powers they didn't even know about. Just killing her appetite, a good portion of the food gone, she placed her fork down and kept her hands in her lap, silently fuming over her situation.
A complete black tunnel, no shining light at the end for her. Fighting to become something she barely knew what it was, learning how to use mental powers she didn't know she had, and having a sadistic mentor to teach her.
No pot of gold at the end of this rainbow.
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The humans liked to eat, and they liked to have such variety when it came to food. If it wasn't as intelligent as themselves, then they would eat it. Hell even then some people ate other people. That was just a little odd but some people like that sort of thing. What could they expect right? Humans were very odd creatures.
Anything deadly. Dyerlich shot at her after her comment about what they didn't eat. That was really about it. If it killed them, they wouldn't eat it. And even then some were immune to things while others weren't so the spectrum of what could and couldn't be eaten was...rather low. They were...just odd creatures.
Dyerlich blinked as she suddenly moved her hand to yank his cowl down, which just made him...blink all the more. Oh. That would...ah hah. Yes. Right. The cowl. Sometimes he forgot he had it on. There was a light dusting of a darker grey on his face, but it was quickly gone as he nodded. "Thanks, after having a cowl for so many years you forget these things." Yeah, pretty much two hundred years of having a cowl. Beside, he was used to eating the emotions around him anyway.
Dyerlich started to eat, picking here and there at food. No wonder he looked like he was skin and bones, he didn't seem to eat much. He just...preferred emotions but...if he had to eat this food, he would. Er. Eventually.
"What is there to really know? Aedolis is a large technologically advanced civilization. The Network is what connects all electronic devices together, and the dragons are the hardware basically. Come on, you should know this stuff. The Pilots are the top of the caste system, meaning whatever they want is the law. Pilots ride the dragons as weapons and as transportation. Multifunctional you could say." How did she not know this stuff? Dyerlich of course was still under the assumption that Phenyo was from Aedolis, having been drafted by the Aedolis military after all.
"I am...sure that you will not be getting it back." However, Dyerlich decided to store that information for later on. Maybe he could...do something nice for her. A graduation present. If she graduated of course. "Beside, you'll be having a dragon after you pass, much better than any ship." Dyerlich told her with a small smile. It must have seemed odd, him smiling, his eyes having that...seemingly happy twinkle to them while his lips were upturned.
"There is a...pot of gold as you speak. You just don't see it yet. When you graduate Phenyo, you will understand." When you. He was careful about that. He wanted to try his best at bolstering her spirit. She seemed a little...down in the dumps at this point.
"And I am not sadistic. I only gain sustenance, not enjoyment." Well. Maybe a little. But that wasn't for her to find out when she was able to fully reach into his mind. Right now he kept it locked up tight so she couldn't read it just in case.
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Bah. Anything deadly. Quickly she whipped her head around to see who said that but then she remembered that she, and Dyerlich, were psychic. Oh, right... Telepathy. Har. Rolling her eyes slightly and shooting Dyerlich a bit of a glare, she nearly broke out in a smug grin. His cheeks looked a little.. Darker... Did he blush? No, no thinking it. Her brain was like an open door and her thoughts were like little birdies, ready to fly away. No thinking of Dyerlich blushing.
Ahaha. He blushed.
"Nope, don't know a thing. I'm not known for paying attention." Phenyo smiled and shrugged slightly. "I guess that explains the voices. Y'know, being psychic." Another quick shrug and then Dyerlich went on to answer something that she had said. In her head.
Gods that was creepy.
Leering at him, which was about the only look she could ever really give up. "Okay. Could you not answer anything I say in my head? It's kinda... Creepy." She held up a hand to squish her fingers together, showing him how 'little' it was creepy. So, she'd ask her questions outside of her head, using her mouth. Which was the way she usually liked to talk.
"So, do all the dragons look like Lartech? Or do they look different and stuff?" Then she looked down at her breakfast tray and then back up. "And what do I do with the breakfast tray? I'm all done." A tad of a smile and she looked down again. Right, she had asked about the dragons.
"They don't really eat candidates, do they?"
((edit : Erased! Sorry, I forgot x3 ))
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((Can we just erase that part after "Ahaha. He blushed."? Dyerlich doesn't know in the Pilot Festival thread yet, so let's not mess up the timeline!))
That's right, keep that thought out of your mind. He did not blush. He was not embarrassed. Then again, he wasn't infallible, he could mess up, he wasn't perfect, nor did he act like it. However, she wasn't really keeping that thought from her mind did she? She had yet to learn any psychic techniques, and if he so wanted to he could simply stop her thoughts from entering his mind. However, he wasn't going to do that after all.
"Yes...that would explain your voices. Congratulations, you're not crazy." Maybe she was a little bit, but not actually crazy then.
Dyerlich could only smile a little bit as he shrugged his shoulders. "That's your fault for thinking of questions and not just asking them directly. So I have to weed around your mind and answer them for you." Yeah, he was creepy, he understood that. He didn't mind at this point. Creepy was one of the better things he could be called actually.
"All dragons look different. Some of them have very few integrated systems, while others have a great number of metal components attached to them. However, all dragons DO have some electronic systems so they can help process and control the network." He explained to her as he pushed his tray to the middle of the table before finishing off his juice.
"No, they don't really eat candidates. They need Pilots for control, to bond to them. Why would they eat something they so desperately need alive?" There were no real stupid questions from her, she actually had some good questions. Well. Alright the candidate one was just a little stupid but she couldn't help it. She was...afraid of the dragons.
A lot of people were.
"I suppose I could take you to an Artificial Environment Generator if you like. Creates special holographic projections using various photons and shields. You'd really think you were somewhere else."
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While she listned, Phenyo copied his movement and pushed her tray into the middle of the table. Curious as to why they didn't just take it to a garbage thing, how lazy. Oh well, she could only shrug and go along with it, it wasn't like she knew where anything was anyway. As awesome as Phenyo was at everything else, she didn't have the most awesome memory as to where things were, or where they could be. Some psychic she was, pfft.
Her brow furrowed and she frowned at Dyerlich. "If I wanted them answered I'd ask them with my lips." She said, pointing to her mouth. "My brain questions..." She trailed up, moving her finger to tap at her temple, "Are off limits. Because if you like, I can think of some lovely questions that would make you... Blush." Fluttering her eyes for a moment before she gave a quick minimal shrug and pursed her lips in thought, looking away from Dyerlich, listening to him go on about dragons and how they were all different.
Hmm, like people then. Well, not so much being stuck to bits of metal, but the general idea was there. Who was afraid of the dragons? Phenyo snapped her head back to him and rose an eyebrow, cocking her head to the side. "I'm not afraid of the dragons. Lartech was lovely. But, I was a little worried about being eaten." A solemn nod, and she looked away again. "But just a little, they seem too.... well... She seemed too..." She tapped her chin and looked around. "Tame? Bad word, but that's the only thing I can think of."
Blinking a few times, she tilted her head and had a funny look on her face.
"Take me to the whating-what-what?" Never heard of that before. "What is it? What's it do?"
((>_> Suckage and faaail))
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It wasn't that he was lazy, but he was a Pilot. He didn't need to do anything that he didn't want to. Well. Alright. He had to do some things he didn't want to but that wasn't the point right now. What...had been the point anyway? Not important probably.
"I doubt you really could. Until you learn to close your mind, I'll answer what I wish." There was nothing she could ask him that would make him blush. She could try to ask him something but it would fail horribly. He wasn't the type to blush about personal questions. No doubt though he had challenged her and she would eventually try to ask something.
Dyerlich gave a small shrug as he stood up, pulling his cowl back up and fixing it in place. "That's her personality. She's relaxed. They are all different. Some are...cruel to their pilots, some are indifferent. It all depends on the dragon. Fickle creatures and all." That's the dragons, they were just like humanoids, they all were different. Though, perhaps a little more threatening than most humanoids out there.
"It's a simulator. It creates holographic projections of different places, simulations, that sort of thing. It makes you feel like you're almost anywhere. Want to go to a moon? You can create a moonscape, want to go to a new world, it'll make it for you." Dyerlich told her with a small shrug of his shoulders. He enjoyed the simulators, a lot of the time he'd go in there to practise and fight but it could be used for more...recreational things.
"Would you like to see the Simulator?"
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Clearing her throat quietly she followed suit and covered her mouth when an unexpected yawn ate at her. Blinking a few times before looking around, she blinked up at Dyerlich as he prattled on about Lartech. Think liking a dragon was the same thing as like a sentient toaster? The image that popped into her head after that, a walking toaster with telepathy made her smirk and chew on her lower lip. "Relaxed. She seemed as much of a slacker as you are." Phenyo said, smirking and looking around.
Grunts there were, hmm?
Taking a deep breath and looking at him while he explained the simulator, she smiled at him once, and gave a nod of her head."I'd love to." Of course she would. When he caught her.
A good few arm spans away, still by the table, Phenyo took off at breakneck speed, one trip on anything and she'd do a skidding face-plant. Not really knowing where she was going, how could she? The burning pain in her middle from her ribs could be ignored, once those muscled warmed up it wouldn't hurt as badly. Or they'd hurt worse. A quick look around found her in a hall way, skidding and taking turns she didn't even know about through doors that would, of course her thoughts would give her away.
Though at least now Dyerlich could stop fake being nice. It was freaking the hell out of her. Helping her get breakfast, and blushing. Sure as hell wasn't the same person as yesterday, same person who cut into her shoulder and wrote on her neck and broke her freaking ribs.
Had she been anyone else, she might have been clumsy and slow. But she was Phenyo, ex bounty-hunter and prostitute. There was nothing Phenyo couldn't do. Of course the ribs slowed her down, but just a little. Never once looking over her shoulder, just in case Dyerlich was right there she took as many turns through unlocked doors as she could, never stopping and sometimes even ending back up in the same hallway. Of course she'd let out a string of colourful curses, but she'd take off at the same speed, a little breathless.
Finally, she'd run herself right into a room full of fake... Green stuff. Smelled fake, but, oh well, she could hide here. Maybe even blend in and pretend to be a flower. If flowers made panting noises.
Running again, towards a rather dense looking tree, she climbed up it almost like a cat, doing acrobatic jumps that made her grunt in pain from her throbbing ribs. Finally she was up in the tree, sitting a hand over her mouth to quiet her harsh breath. She knew she'd get caught, it would be plain stupid of her to think she could get away, but at least this would show Dyerlich not to trust her. Just like she wasn't going to trust him.
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Dyerlich looked to her at her newest thought. What? A toaster? That was just a little...well dumb to say the least. Though for Phenyo this was actually a little normal. Well, from what he knew about her actually. This might not be normal for her, but he'd figure out after a while, after a few years and all. "She's relaxed. Not a slacker. What does a Dragon have to do? Be the Network, listen to the pilots, other than that they may do whatever they want."
"Good then I suppose we should..." She was suddenly running however, disappearing as she seemed to burst off at high speeds. That was...unusual. At first he thought she wanted to play a game but the thoughts left behind...no. That was not Phenyo starting a game. He raised an eyebrow as he caught bits and pieces before she moved too far out from his powers. She believed that he wasn't the same Dyerlich? That was...odd. He was only mean yesterday because he had to be, because she needed to learn the rules right away.
She's running Lartech. Start following her through the sensors would you? Play with her a little. Lock doors, open some, run her in circles, and then open somewhere for her. Dyerlich told his dragon as he started walking calmly. He wasn't going to run, he had no need to. His walk was fast already, and there was no reason to run about.
She couldn't escape after all.
Dyerlich started heading toward where Lartech said she was herding her to. Seemed like one of the holographic environments then. It was even on. Heh heh. Poor girl. She just had no idea what was going to happen. Dyerlich slowly entered the room as he looked about. Hm. Looked like a forest of some sort. Quaint. Her mind was there, he slowly headed toward it and found there was a tree. Interesting.
"Why shouldn't we trust each other Phenyo?" Dyerlich looked up to the tree with a raised eyebrow, his arms crossed over his chest. "I am trying to help you Phenyo, trying to pass you through this program. There is no reason we shouldn't trust each other." He shook his head as he patted the tree. Fake. Though it felt and smelled real but...yet...
Lartech. Lock the door and shut off the current program running. There was a resounding click before everything began to shimmer and then...simply vanished. Dyerlich was quick though as he suddenly caught Phenyo with a smirk as she fell.
"Please just understand that. If you can't trust me, then all will be lost." Dyerlich put her down once more, his hand running through her hair, brushing what strands there were to tuck it behind her ears. "Anyway, congratulations on finding the simulator room."
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Well. That was lovely.
A hand smacked into her forehead and she heaved a sigh. Of course, her chest was heaving and she had a hand planted to her chest, mouth open and gasping for breath. Her face contorted and her cheeks were flushed, lips dry. It took her a second to realize that she was in a large pair of arms. Bwah? Her eyes rolled around on their own and she let out a loud low groan. Fake. All of it. Her face scrunched up in an effort not to cry, and she succeded, letting out a ragged breath instead.
Her chest hurt, her sides hurt, even climbing the fake tree made her hands hurt. She watched his lips move and shook her head as the words entered her head. Talk about lag, yo. Trust. Of course. Phenyo glared up at him and nearly fell over, grabbing at him when she was planted onto her feet. Phenyo looked down for a moment before feeling a hand on her head, brush against her ears.
A quiet hitch in her breath and her eyes drifted closed for a moment before a funny sounding 'murr' growled out the back of her throat. Batting at his hand she stood up and bent over to rest against her knees, ignoring the screaming pain in the chest as she slowly caught her breath. Standing up she looked up and glared at him. "Dun pet my ears.. er... Hair" Phenyo slurred out, waving a hand by her ears and pulling the tie out of her pony tail. Panting lightly still, wincing when she moved, she plopped herself onto the ground and sat back, leaning on her arms. Again, ignoring the ache in her chest she sighed and closed her eyes.
"Sorry." She muttered, feeling a tiny bit better after that run. Even if she hated Lartech now. Maybe it was with that bathroom thing, locking doors and unlocking ones to herd her here.
Bitch.
Blowing out a steady stream of breath, she took another breath and began breathing normally, a hand running up to brush the tingle away from her ear, glaring over at Dyerlich while she did it. Her hair fell down her back in messy purple waves, unbrushed from her ... bath?
"So, what's this place for besides false hope?" She asked, acid in her voice but a bit of a smirk on her lips.
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She hadn't expected that had she? This was the perfect room for tricking people, and when you could unlock and lock hallways at will, well...this was always fun. However he hadn't counted on the place being active. No doubt some people had been in here using it...no doubt for more...foliage filled environments. Phenyo hadn't known what trap she was walking into didn't she?
Dyerlich held her up as she nearly became intimately familiar with the ground. She needed this. She needed to run then, she needed to get this all off her chest. He would let her, but he hoped she didn't think he was going to let this be a habit. He would not be chasing her all over the complex.
An eyebrow shot straight up at her sudden...change. She...did she purr? He had heard Lartech do that before, more so when you scratched her back...er...what you could reach of it anyway. He smirked as she tried to catch her own words but he had caught it. Ears. Did touching her ears then mean something, or did they just incite some feeling in her? Reference all Elvish medical books and anatomy books. Look for mention of the ears. Dyerlich ordered his dragon, who just replied with a small grunt. That wasn't very lady like. Please...of course. He tacked that on, remembering he needed manners with her.
"Just relax and take your time." Dyerlich told her quietly as he watched her carefully. A slight frown crossed his face at her...word for Lartech. That was uncalled for..but perhaps he was just a little bit frustrated then.
"Think of it as a training ground of sort. We can create any sort of environment, even holographic people for scenario situations. It helps to make people think they're really in a zone fighting, or having to negotiate, use their powers and so forth. It can be dangerous as the safeties can be removed and then it can be a fight for your life in here. I personally like creating a nice mountain top. Cold, brisk, a good climb to the summit can really get the blood rushing." Dyerlich explained to her, making sure she could keep up with his words.
"So it can be used basically for recreation and military applications. It all depends on what the person inside wants. If you don't have a dragon, you simply go to the panel and go through the list of scenarios and environments. Though, you need a high clearance to remove the safeties to make it deadly." Just in case she thought of turning on a volcanic environment to kill him.
Safety first with Phenyo around.
"So what's the deal with you ears?"
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Damn right Safety first with Phenyo around.
Blowing out another puff of air, she looked up at Dyerlich while he explained what this place was. Ha, a nice mountain top for a good climb. Got the blood pumping. So does running for your life.Not 'your life' in a literal sense, but the general idea. It hurt her pride to figure out she had been herded here like a head of cattle. Quietly looking away Phenyo smirked humourlessly, hmm, safety off maybe she could progra-- Nope. A quick look over her shoulder to glare at Dyerlich, one step ahead of her.
She could still try though.
Just not today.
Her limbs felt like jelly, so before long of sitting on her butt, Phenyo laid down on the cold ground and closed her eyes, hear arms behind her head, cushioning it from the hard ground. Even if she seemed really dense, getting her head smacked against something hard never did feel nice. At his question, an eye popped open to look up, up, up and glare at him. "What's the deal with my ears?"
She repeated, slowly sitting up. Rubbing at her torso, none of this could be good for her poor middle. Wincing and rubbing at her chest she cleared her throat and looked around again. Nope, no escape. Straight answer.
"They're very sensitive." She nodded, running a hand through a tangle of purple hair, "Kinda like... Hmm... A 'Soft Spot'." Phenyo said and gave a nod, then shot him a glare. "Don't touch 'em." Not that she could stop him if he was so intent on it. One of his hands was as big as her face, or her bottom, if she remembered correctly. A hand went to her ear to brush away the tingling that was still there from his accidental brush. Jerk. He'd kill himself laughing if he ever found out that was the spot to pet on her and -- Shit.
Telepathy.
"Goddammit!" Phenyo cursed, stamping her foot. She'd never remember that! Well, she eventually would, but she would never remember any of that stuff! Sighing and putting a hand to her face she just glared at him through her fingers. A blush tinted her cheeks and she stood up, planted her arms across her chest and looked away. There hadn't been a point to revealing that, he'd probably go out of his way to touch her ears now, which she personally found too big and too pointy she thought.
Maybe they acted like antenna and gave him better reception to her thoughts, she thought darkly, looking at him for a moment to glare at him. Clearing her throat of any awkwardness, Phenyo grumbled and looked around. "So, since I don't think a nice mountain walk would agree with me. My limbs feel like jelly and my ribs ache, have anything... More nice?" Like an executioners chamber. It seemed suiting.
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Oh he had to be at least one step ahead of her at this point. Not that he didn't trust her, but it was that...he didn't trust her all the time. She was just a little bit of a fighter, though, if only she knew what awaited her if she did kill him. Yes, Roman wouldn't look too fondly on THAT little bit now would he? That would be ground for death or TRIM. Maybe both even.
That wasn't something he wanted to happen.
Dyerlich nodded at her repeated question. It was a fair question, something strange had happened and she had tried to hide the fact it was her ears but...she had been just a little out of it so...he got to know what was going on.
"Ah, how interesting." His voice sounded bored, and even his eyes were dull. It was like he just didn't care. Of course he was gonna touch 'em though. Just not now. Later on he would have a little fun with that but for now he would leave them be. There was something fun about her ears. Something she wasn't telling him. And her thoughts had...she caught her thoughts. She stopped herself. Oh this was going to be fun.
A chuckle escaped from Dyerlich as he shook his head. Poor girl just had no clue what to do. However, her next action made an eyebrow raise in question. Was...she blushed. That was an honest blush right there, it had to be. She was actually blushing.
And here he didn't think she'd blush for any reason.
"Of course child, you can create any environment." Dyerlich strode to the panel as he began to scroll down the list. The strange grey room suddenly began to fade until they were standing on sand. There was an ocean not far from them, calm rolling ways splashing against the shore. Palm trees surrounded them while the sun beat down on them. Dyerlich looked...very out of place at this point. He pressed another button however and it was gone. There were trees now...lots of trees. Everywhere. They were in a small clearing of some sort it seemed, it wasn't as hot as the beach, perhaps a lot cooler despite the sun shining down on them. "Like I've said, you can make whatever Environment you want."
The beach would have been wrong perhaps, Phenyo would have looked very odd with her bruises and scars and what not while dressed in a bikini. It was probably better to just go somewhere she didn't need to change her clothes for.
"Would you like to look through the list and pick out something?"
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Yes... "Interesting" She repeated after him, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet and looking around. A quiet yelp and she looked around, clearly freaked out, when she was on a beach. The hell? Did she get hit in the head and... Nope.
Phenyo could only stare at Dyerlich, looking oh so out of place and rather entertaining to her. Her nose twitched at her effort to hold back a giggle and she quickly turned around and watched as the environment changed into a forest. Still very impressed by the device she looked around and blinked a few times before running a hand through her hair and sighing.
"Look through the list? Um... This is nice. I've never... seen one before." She said simply, looking up. Smiling slightly, opening her arms, only a little put out that it was all fake, but it still felt nice enough. Of course she was a little embarrassed that she'd never been in a real forest before, read about them, sure, but never actually seen one. Phenyo knew that if she had been born forever ago, she'd have lived in a forest. Maybe it was 'cause she was an elf.
"How come you're so interested in my ears?" Phenyo asked, turning around slightly, her hands going up and protectively cupping over them. "You're not gonna cut 'em off, are ya?" A frown drew her lips into a line and she could only leer at him, her green eyes little slits. "That'd really suck if you cut 'em off. I'd have to go kill myself if you did something mean like that."
What the hell? Phenyo lifted an eyebrow and looked around. She knew she had said that, but it was so out of character and so damn random that she had to look around and over her shoulder. It was true she would probably go commit suicide if she got mutilated in any form, but might not go so far as to kill herself over a missing ear point. Even if it'd suck and she'd no longer have any hot spot to get her purring. Clearing her throat and looking around, Phenyo smiled at him and looked around.
"So... A forest. Can you make it rain?" Her eyes bright and a small smile was on her face. She'd only read about rain, too. And Snow. Never have seen either of them before.
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How had this girl never encountered holographic projections before?
Well, she might have of course, but how had she not ever been in a holographic simulators. They were so popular after all, whatever company had created them was probably just rolling in cash at this point. They were amazing creations after all, as they could make such...interesting things. Not just the environments either, but scenarios, and even creatures. Heh. Many a Boziag Lightning Bla'aghs had died by his claws.
Ahem.
"Never seen a forest hm? Pity. They are tranquil." Dyerlich looked about the rather peaceful setting and shook his head. It was nice here. One could barely tell it was fake. There were so many angles to make it feel real, things didn't disappear in your arms, the smell was all there too, not to mention it LOOKED real. IT tricked all the senses. Hell, even if you ate some of the foods here, it would taste real. Heh.
Dyerlich could only blink as he shook his head. "I have no desire to cut them off. Just you had...I think you made a purring noise." He was sure he had heard it. Why would he cut them off? She needed the no doubt. However he did smirk slightly at her next few thoughts. The last one interested him the most actually.
It was a hot spot to get her to purr eh?
Tonight might be fun.
"Yes, I can make it do anything. I can even change the colours of the trees. However..." He started tapping on the panel for a moment, which looked like it was hidden in a tree. There was a bright flash of light off in the distance and a rumbling slowly filled their ears. The sky had suddenly become grey, filled with large dark clouds that suddenly began to pour water from them. It was a light rain however, nothing too heavy. It was just like rain, it beaded along skin, it soaked clothes, it was just like there was real rain on them. "Rain is rather nice...snow is good...hail is...interesting though."
Heh. That would surprise her. Hit her with some hail. No though, just rain for the time being, and maybe some snow afterward.
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Traveling like Phenyo did left plenty of everything unseen for her.
"How could I have seen a forest? They're not exactly on space stations y'know." A 'duh' look was written all over her face and she could only tap her foot impatiently. She knew this place was all fake, but it was so... Dang pretty! Sighing slightly Phenyo looked up at Dyerlich and nodded slightly. "They are very tranquil. Too bad it's fake." She murmured combing her hair with her fingers and shuffling her feet slightly.
"Why would you change the colours of the trees!? How pointless is that?" Phenyo whined, glaring at him and pursing her lips before poking out her tongue and turning away. Squeaking in surprised when the sky rumbled. "The hell is that!?" she asked, her hands covering her ears, obviously it was much louder for her because of her better hearing than the average humanoid. Looking around and all but curling in on herself in her standing position, she froze and looked at Dyerlich.
"I take it this is rain?" It reminded her of a shower. Only she was clothed. And getting slowly wet, and cold, and with someone else.
And in a forest.
Okay, it was nothing like a shower. At all. It was a nice sprinkling of fake water for the fake trees and... "...Hey, when you turn this off will I still be all wet?" An eyebrow was raised in question and she tilted her head like a puppy, her purple hair falling down over her shoulders, making her ears poke out. She looked far younger than she actually was, looking little more than a child than a grown adult.
"Really. If the water stays turn the rain off." Her voice was grumpy, " Erm... Please."
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"I thought you had been to other planets as well. Trees can come in all different kinds, even on other planets, but they are still basically the same thing." They did what they had to do. They ate one type of molecule and produced another. Plus they were usually brown. A tree. They had to be elsewhere, in fact he KNEW they were on other planets too. "You're not supposed to look at it like it's fake. You're supposed to look passed all that." She had to stop focusing on the fake part.
"I was merely stating what the simulator could do." There was that twitch of annoyance in the back of his mind, one that just wanted to slap the hell out of Phenyo. Another part told him to relax and just let her be for now. "Static electricity. It's lightning, which travels so fast it creates a sonic boom basically. That noise is what is called thunder." He explained to her, much like he'd explain to a child almost. She was a frightful one wasn't she?
"Yes. It's rain." He smirked a little and shrugged his shoulders. "Why would it stay? This is just a holographic representation. Feels so real, tastes real too, but it's all just a trick of light and atmospheric conditioning." He could only smile as he looked at her, she resembled a drenched cat almost. Ears poking out, head tilted, wide eyed and just...really young.
"It won't stay. Now then. Snow." A few more buttons were pressed and suddenly the rain began to stop. The clouds turned a much brighter white and it became rather cool, but they never left the forest. Then...small bits of white...fluff began to fall. Things were so quiet as Dyerlich looked up at the snow as it started to fall...and stick to the ground, trees, and of course them as well.
"Snow. Frozen water actually. Beautiful though." If he left it on, it would just keep snowing. However, it wouldn't overflow the room, it would get to a certain point and then wouldn't go any higher. Right now it was a light snow, despite the flakes being rather large. He could make a blizzard in here if he so chose it.
"What do you think?"
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Phenyo paused.
Nope, no other planets, at least, no other planets where she saw some trees. Well, trees there weren't made into ceilings. She thought darkly after crossing her arms over her chest and shivering slightly from the cold, the fake rain making her uniform uncomfortable and stick to her. Lightning. She didn't like it. She didn't like the thunder either. Shivering slightly and looking around, she couldn't help but feel that if she walked to far in one direction she'd step into the wall and bash her face in.
"But it is fake! How can I not see it as anything but fake? What? Tastes? People lick tre-" Phenyo paused and walked over to the nearest tree, stuck her tongue out and licked up the branch. Scrunching her face up she made a face and wiped at her tongue. "Tastes like a house-plant." She stated with a nod and then firmly planted her arms across her chest, hugging herself while glaring at him.
"Snow?" Phenyo looked around and held out her arms when the rain stopped and then quickly hugged herself again glaring up at the fake sky. There was no way she could look at this and not go 'Faaaake', maybe before she knew that it really was just a high-tech room, but now. Everything was fake. Even if it did taste like houseplants and was near freezing. Frowning and pacing while holding her arms she grumbled at her feet.
"I know what it is, I can read y'know. I've just never seen it before!" a huff and she walked over to him, to stand close glaring ahead and shivering slightly in the cold. All but pressed against his side, not really caring if he was actually warm or not.
"I think it's fucking amazing. Turn it off now. I'm cold. And I don't see the point of this." Phenyo stopped moving for long enough to look up at him. "Can you catch a cold here? Like..." Phenyo paused and pursed her lips, moving a finger to tap it against them, and trail down the red tattoo to poke her chin, "if you were to catch a cold here, because you were play camping out and playing half-real army and you caught a cold... Would you keep it?"
Her eyebrows shot up. "Can you get sick here? Like... if I were to run around naked, would I get frostbite? Or hypothermia?"
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Poor girl just was so...well she didn't have much experience with environment then did she? She must have been in space mostly, boarding other ships and what not, invading their spaces and all. However, she would become a lot more familiar in time wouldn't she? The girl would learn a lot while she was here...no...he hoped she would learn...so very much. Because if she didn't , she would fail. Failure...Death...T .R.I.M all of it was not very good for anyone here. That was...no matter.
She would pass, he would die trying to make sure that happened.
"Just making sure in case you didn't." Did she have to be so...well he wasn't really sure what she was doing. She was being kind of uncouth really, just out and out rude to him, who was being as civil as possible to her. Even nice. He hadn't yelled, hadn't raised his voice, he hadn't insulted her or hit her.
Though, she was pressed up against his side for whatever reason. "I was showing you weather." Like he said, she was rude. So very rude. Well that was alright, let her just be...rude then. Whatever. "Yes actually. Remember, this is real cold and all." He smirked ever so slightly at her last sentence. "Yes, you would, and we couldn't have that." He told her as he patted her on the head and turned off the snow, clearing the skies again. Their clothes were suddenly dry again for that matter.
It was still a little cold however, maybe just brisk.
"Now watch this Phenyo." Dyerlich was quickly running away, dashing from her to disappear into the forest. The room hadn't looked that big after all. You see, I might look like I'm thirty, forty feet away from you in the forest, but actually we're maybe ten feet away. A psychic link, as she wouldn't hear him. The room was just that good. It was a marvellous piece of technology after all.
Dyerlich ran back to her, stopping in front of her and reaching to the panel, shutting off the machine. Everything simply faded against and Dyerlich stretched his arms out as he looked to her. "Any other environments you'd like to see?"
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Phenyo was far from being impressed. Technology. Big whoop.
Of course it'd be impressive though, she had to give it that. Huffing slightly and folding her arms across her chest Phenyo watched him levelly, of course tweaking an eyebrow when he ran away and mentally talked to her. Still creeped her out, she was positive she'd never get used to that feature of being a psychic. Other voices in your head coming from someone real and not just a pretend thing in your head.
Phenyo did her best to look unimpressed. Of course drying off suddenly made her give a quiet sigh of relief, no luck on making her un-cold though, so of course she simply glared at him. What did he expect her to do? Be amazed at technology? Phenyo gave a mental snort and looked around, jumping slightly when Dyerlich appeared right in front of her. Spooky. For a tall lanky white ghoul of a man he sure did move fast. Made Phenyo worry a little.
Hmm. This was nice, back to the same old room. The one that she fell from the fake tree in. An eyebrow twitched at the memory and she bit on the inside of her lip, glaring darkly at the ground. This placed sucked beyond all reasoning, there was no way anyone would willingly go through with this unless they were masochistic. Phenyo peeked up at Dyerlich, he had to be masochistic, and very sadistic. She wouldn't be surprised if they had an S&M room just waiting for the candidates to accidentally stumble upon.
Eww.
Of course he asked her the question. Any other environments she'd like to see? A lovely smile played on her lips and she blinked up at him, still smiling. "Yeah! my room. May I return to it please?" An honest question, maybe a little more bubbly than it should have seemed, but the last thing Phenyo wanted to do was explore a fake environment. Smiling again she turned and began walking to the door, tapping her food impatiently.
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Just wait till you get a dragon Phenyo, you'll have a hard time with that voice in your head. Dyerlich...joked actually. He was teasing, mostly Lartech who wasn't paying much mind at this time, but it was still...him trying to be funny. At least, funny for something like himself. Big scary evil creature from a strange eddy in space and time. Not exactly one to have a sense of humour.
Dyerlich was rather disappointed by all this. She wasn't even the least bit impressed. Well. Nothing helping that then was there? He just shrugged his shoulders and decided it would be best to leave her be then. He was trying to reach out to her and connect, more than just a 'I'm your mentor and you better listen or I'll hurt you' sort of way. That wasn't seeming to be something that was going to happen any time soon.
Give it a year though and things might change.
"Very well." Dyerlich looked over at the door and gave Lartech a little mental nudge to have her open it. The door slide open with ease. Dyerlich strode quickly by her, exiting before she had a chance. He did decide to be mean and his hand brushed softly over her ears.
"And I will have you know I can gain no sexual pleasure from torturing people." She really had to be careful with what she said...well...what she thought anyway. "As for sadistic, yes, I'll agree to that." He wasn't going to really give her a chance to respond as his quick stride started up again and he was gone around a corner. She hadn't learned telepathy yet, so she wouldn't be able to send him a message that way.
A small reprieve then.
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Frowning a little, Phenyo suddenly didn't look forward to having a dragon. She'd never have her thoughts to herself again! She could already tell she'd be rotten at the telepathy thing. Huffing lightly, she frowned and let her head droop down, moving away from him slightly when he stopped in front of the closed door. Letting out a funny squeaky moan when he brushed a hand against her ears after the door open. Jerk, he did that on purpose. Phenyo sneered at him and looked away for a second after all but rushing out the door. Wouldn't do well to get locked in, she'd knew for a fact that she'd go insane if she had to go into that room again.
Of course then he spoke again. Which made her stop for a moment and blink up at him. Wha'? Why did she need to know that? Thinking it and being curious about it in her head was one thing, him out and out saying it like that made her want to look around. Phenyo would never remember if she spoke the questions out loud by accident or if he was reading her mind again. She'd try not to think, but that was always so much more tough because you always thought of silly things, like ducks and lemons.
Phenyo paused and shook her head at her own train of thought, looked up and saw an empty hallway.
Hrm.
She'd have been more than willing to head back to her dorm, but she'd run here through a maze of open and closed doors, though she was sure she could follow the main hallway and recognize something. Though she had another idea. Closing her eyes slightly, she tilted her head and listened for Dyerlichs breathing, she'd follow that.
So, eyes half closed, feet quiet and her head tilted to the side, Phenyo began to walk slowly, almost falling in some cases because of her sore ribs. " Dyerlich! I give up! I can't follow you. Please help me? Pretty please?" She could hear him fine, but it would be a much less pain in the butt if she was at least a foot or two away.
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He wouldn't tell her that she could have her thoughts, if she could hide them very carefully. For a Dragon, they could find them, they had such minds, very powerful and strange minds for that matter. Dyerlich smiled though after she made a squeaky moan, which just made him pleased. It was so adorable, how she ended up as a bounty hunter who...had other jobs on the side. That wouldn't be coming up much after this though, he was going to ensure that she stayed away from all that life.
Ducks and lemons filled her mind for a moment. Why dogs and lemons?
Dyerlich wasn't actually expecting to lead Phenyo back to her room, so really he had left. He was headed for the dragon pen actually. He decided he wanted to take Lartech out for a nice flight. Stretch her wings and what not. He did enjoy flying, since he couldn't fly on his own. Well. Maybe he could improvise a hook up for his spikes so he could glide but...not fly naturally. And really he didn't want to try gliding on his own. That sounded like trouble to him, landing would probably hurt and all.
You mean I have to take you BACK too? You wanted to go back to your room, so go back to your room. Oh wait. I forgot! You ran away and you never kept track of your turns and doors. Sigh. Would he help her then? Would he help her to get back to her room, or would he just let her go about running around like a lost little child.
Alright my child. You will find me here. Images began to flash through her mind. Always two at at time. There was one, a sort of cutaway map for her to see the complex, most of it anyway. He conveniently forgot the dorm area of course. Then there were images of corridors that she had to go through, doors and little things that she would be able to recognize. Even if they moved too quickly for her to really see, she'd have this innate sense of where she had to go, and what she had to look for.
Phenyo would feel like she was walking not on her own power, but that her legs had a mind of their own. He wasn't controlling them, but he had placed in her mind an innate need to get to him. Just a suggestion that she should get to him. He was already in the dragon pen, having been walking and doing all this already.
Is little Dyerlich having some trouble with his candidate? Been a while since you've been with anyone hasn't it? Lartech teased as he reached her enclosure, causing him to chuckle. "And I suppose your love life has been better?" He asked her as he took a seat in front of her. But of course. Just the other day I was playing Rooster and the Chicken with another dragon. I won though, because the cock never fertilized the eggs. Dyerlich closed his eyes, two fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. THAT was probably the single most disturbing thing she'd said before.
"Thank you for that. I needed to know exactly that." Lartech just gave him a smile as he reached over and patted Dyerlich roughly on the head. Of course boy, I knew that was exactly what you wanted to know. Now you're more educated. Oh! Maybe I should have that talk with you about the birds and the bees. Lartech pondered as she scratched underneath her chin. Dyerlich only gave a sigh as he let her go on with this. No stopping her now.
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Phenyo snarled softly, her eyes squinting against the white of the corridors.
What a jackass.
Huffing and putting her hands into the pockets of her pants, which was oddly more comfy than letting them hang down, she toddled in the general direction from which she had run. His voice filled her mind, but she ignored it. He could have told her that, could have said that she had to get to the dorm on her own. Fine, she'd find it herself. Phenyo rubbed an arm and looked around, a pang of being alone made her frown and look down.
Purple hair made a curtain around her face and she snarled again. Find him there. The last thing she wanted to do was find him. Puffing out a breath, she continued to walk, watching the images, and ignoring the innate urge to walk to where ever she was supposed to be walking. She felt like she had to. Like she needed to.
But it would be a trap, and she'd get burned for it.
Phenyo hated it here.
"Fuck you, Dyerlich." She whispered, a bit of a broken voice. Not her usual strong one. It was amazing. It'd been a day and a half and already she was tired. A humourless smile pulled at her lips, maybe it'd taken a day to throw her into depression. Or her flame went out. No matter, she'd be back to normal tomorrow, hopefully without Dyerlich there to stare at her when she woke. Stare at her dreams.
Perhaps she could craft one so she dreamed of killing him in gruesome and disturbing ways, that would make her feel better. Perhaps even make him worry a little.
Then again, if she killed him she'd get sent to TRIM.
Okay, no killing him for real.
Offering another snarl, Phenyo used ever ounce of will power to ignore the urge, the need to walk to Dyerlich. She knew where he dorm was from the cafeteria, if she found the one she recognize, which couldn't be too far away, she'd find the dorm and her room and she could crawl onto the bed and sleep. Maybe with Dyerlich so far away he wouldn't be able to haunt her dreams.
It took a good half hour of wandering until she found the cafeteria. A bright smile stole her lips and her pace quickened. Her middle hurt like a wicked bitch but the idea of laying down on anything swam in her head on a sweet tendril of hope. Even the ground looked nice. Wincing when she turned the wrong way, Phenyo found the right hallway and gave a sigh of relief. Finally. A soft snarl left her lips, the damn feeling still there. She'd ignore it though unless it got painful. She'd have to follow that if it started getting painful.
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Mess with her a little bit Lartech. Have some fun with it. Dyerlich was feeling rather different right now. He wasn't sure if he much cared for Phenyo's attitude. Though, it was good she had attitude and personality. Better than a drone ready to serve at every command after all. Dyerlich waited, still keeping a close...third eye out for Phenyo. Just what was she up to anyway.
Now that isn't nice Phenyo. Dyerlich told her with a small smile. So much meanness, and for what? He was just trying to help her out. Well alright. Sort of trying to help her out. Maybe not so much really. Eh heh heh. Well, couldn't blame a guy for trying though right?
Dyerlich raised an eyebrow as he paid attention to her thoughts. Oh dear. She was really thinking wasn't she? Her thoughts were interesting to him though. Just the ideas that she was making up. Hah. As if she was able to control her dreams. She wasn't one who had lucid dreams after all. Well, not on purpose anyway. Perhaps once in a while, like most people did.
Leave her along Dyerlich, she's been through enough, and she hasn't even met Roman yet. Lartech chided the man, who just sighed and waved his hand dismissively. Well if she said he should, then perhaps he should. Slowly for Phenyo that feeling would fade. It was then just...disappear completely.
Do me a favour Phenyo. Have a good sleep. I won't be joining you, I promise. Then...that presence in her mind would disappear completely. He didn't want to hear any sort of retort from her at this point. He really didn't. For all he knew it would just be animosity and hate. Then he might have to punish her and that wouldn't do anything at all. She would just live through it and she would just be herself, snarky. No point to having that after all.
"Let's go for a flight. Clear my mind a bit."