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The OTHER Time Lord
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: The "Other" TARDIS
Okay, time to break this up!
And what better way to do that with the first chapter of my Leryk fic, "Seven Days."
Seven Days, Part I
Location: The Home of Adm. Lindy Hallaoun, Uminari City, Japan, The 97th Non-Administrated World, Earth
Time: 0730 MST (Local Equivalent)
Lindy Hallaoun’s alarm clock beeped loudly, and the TSAB Admiral reached over to turn it off. As she looked at the time, she wondered:
Why am I getting up so early?
She then remembered her visitor from last night.
That’s right – Arcas came by, wanting to learn Mid-magic, and I agreed to teach him.
With that in mind, Lindy headed down the hall to what used to be Chrono’s old room to wake Arcas. She found the Dragonslayer sprawled out over the bed, and promptly tried to wake him, shaking him at first. Arcas batted her hand away and burrowed deeper into the blankets. Lindy stripped them off the bed and shook him again. No response. Next, she tried to take Arcas’ pillow, but found that the Phantasm simply refused to let go.
Finally, Lindy decided to use the waking tactic she had developed for use on her own daughter. She gripped the underside of the mattress, and lifted, sending Arcas to the floor in a heap.
The Dragonslayer put one arm up on the bed, and pulled himself off the floor, glaring at Lindy.
“You don’t have to be so rough, you know. I would have been out of bed soon.”
Lindy replied, her old command skills coming back to her. “While you’re in my house, and learning magic from me, you’ll live by MY rules. Understand?”
Arcas muttered a reply.
“I can’t hear you.”
“I said, yes ma’am.”
“Good. Now go get showered and dressed.”
Arcas left the room, carrying a set of clothes with him. As he did, Lindy hurried back to her own room, where she showered and dressed. She then headed down to the kitchen, and began to prepare breakfast.
Meanwhile, Arcas was still in the shower, letting the warm water run over his body in an attempt to wake himself fully. As he cleaned himself up, he wondered about his decision to learn Mid-magic.
Should I have really come here? Am I learning magic to help out the squad, or just to salve my own pride?
The Dragonslayer shook his head, trying to rid himself of the notion that it was inadequacy that had brought him to this decision.
Well, they say that time tells all, so by the end, I should have my answer.
With that, Arcas turned off the water, and stepped from the shower. After drying himself, he pulled on his clothes, and made his way to the kitchen.
After breakfast, Lindy contacted a TSAB outpost on Earth, where they could spend their days training. Once they had gathered all the necessary materials, the two transferred to the outpost.
Location: TSAB Outpost, Rangoon, Myanmar, 97th Non-Administrated World
Time: 0700 MST (Local Equivalent)
Arcas and Lindy appeared within the facility, and were promptly escorted to a training room where they could work. After they engaged their Jacket and Armor, and Arcas had prepped Apalis, Lindy turned to him.
“So, where do you want to start?”
“For now, let’s just do some basics – nothing complicated, just getting used to a different style.”
For the next five hours, Lindy and Arcas worked on basic control of Mid-magic. Arcas was relieved to learn that defensive and movement magics relied on the same skills he had acquired with Neo-Velkan magic, and therefore the only category where he would be starting from zero would be offensive spells. Then, it was time to break for lunch.
Arcas and Lindy talked as they ate their food.
“I have to tell you, Arcas, in all my years with the Bureau, I’ve never seen someone be able to pick up magic as fast as you can.”
“Thanks for the compliment, but let’s not forget that these are just the basics. Things are only going to get harder from here on in.”
“True. But remember, once you have the concepts down, it’s just a matter of practice and application to improve.”
“‘Practice and application.’ You won’t believe how many times I’ve heard that from your son.”
“Chrono-kun’s a living example of that.”
Arcas nodded, then paused. “You know, if we manage to pull this off, you write one of those Dummies books.”
Lindy laughed. “I could, couldn’t I? Lindy Hallaoun: TSAB Admiral, housewife, and now bestselling author!”
The two broke down into laughter as they considered the absurdity of it.
After lunch, Arcas and Lindy had returned to the training room, ready to begin their afternoon session. After a quick discussion (and a little begging), it was decided that Arcas would face off against three Enforcers for actual combat experience.
The Enforcers engaged their Barrier Jackets and Storage Devices, and then the battle began.
Arcas spent the first two minutes of battle evading and blocking the mage’s spells.
This is looking all too familiar…
I need a way break out of this entrapment.
Arcas promptly analyzed the mages’ battle strategy and formation.
Two mid-range attackers up front, with one long-range attacker in back. If I try and get too close, all three will be firing at me. On the other hand, I simply can’t sit back and use range to my advantage either – the mid-range mages will see the spell coming and block it with a shield. The only way for me to win,
is to break up their defensive formation. But how to do that?
Arcas only had a few spells currently available, and none were specialized to pierce defenses.
Of those spells, one is a standard Buster-type attack – that’s out. I either need control of speed in order to break up the formation.
Arcas deliberated for another ten seconds, and promptly made his choice. Arcas flew backwards, putting some range between himself and the Enforcers.
“All right, Apalis. It’s time to see what we’ve learned.”
“Apalis, Triple Load.”
Apalis promptly ejected three cartridges.
Arcas launched his first offensive spell of the session. “Blazing Snipe!”
With that command, a long, crimson bolt of energy flew forth from the Device, headed towards the mages. As predicted, a pair of shields was deployed to intercept the spell. But Arcas had counted on that, and sent the spell swinging wide in from the left. The mages repositioned their shields to intercept the controlled magic shot, only to fall into Arcas’ trap.
“Do it, Apalis!”
The shot spiraled upward quickly, and fired itself downwards, into the middle of the defensive position. The shot exploded, scattering the mages. While they were unharmed, their defensive position was now broken. Arcas wasted no time in taking advantage of the disoriented mages.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!”
The long range mage managed to react the fastest – he saw the massive column of fire incoming and promptly turned tail, flying like hell. The Buster slammed into one Enforcer’s auto-guard magic full force, and clipped the other. Once the smoke cleared, one Enforcer had his staff over his head in both hands, signaling that he had been ‘eliminated.’ The other mid-range Enforcer, however, bombarded Arcas’ position with a Crossfire Shoot. Arcas responded immediately.
“Scatter all to the winds, Apalis!”
the Device intoned. It ejected another three cartridges, and a cone of wind issued forth from Apalis’ tip, sending the shots wide once intercepted by the high speed winds. Arcas then issued another command.
“Let none escape!” With that, the wind disappeared, only to reappear around the remaining mid-range mage, binding him. Arcas then flew up and pointed Apalis at him.
“Bang. You’re dead.”
The wind died, and the mage returned to the ground with his companion. Arcas then whirled around to confront the long-range mage… only to see an incoming attack. “Apalis!” The Device ejected two cartridges, then spoke.
Arcas rocketed at full speed out of the path, only for the shot to change direction and follow him.
A controlled shot magic… only way to stop it is to distract the shooter…
Arcas spotted the mage, and executed an Immelmann turn to evade the pursuing attack.
The Dragonslayer flew straight at the mage, the shot hot on his heels.
“Okay, Apalis, when I give the word, slam on the brakes.”
Arcas looked over his shoulder, once, twice, three times. “Now, Apalis!”
Arcas was jerked to a halt, and the magical attack blew right by him, headed for its user. The mage saw the incoming assault and evaded, the shot exploding against the wall. The Enforcer jerked his head up, only to be met with a crimson glow. Slowly, he raised his staff over his head, and proceeded down to the floor, followed by Arcas.
The lead Enforcer, who had used the Crossfire Shoot against the Dragonslayer, offered his hand.
“Congrats, kid. For a beginner, you sure taught the three of us a lesson.”
“Thanks, but I was very fortunate.”
“Fortune favors the bold, kid. Don’t forget that.”
Lindy ran out onto the floor and tackle-hugged Arcas.
“Stars and Spells, Arcas, you WON! Against three veteran Enforcers, no less! We may be writing that book sooner than you think!”
Location: The Home of Adm. Lindy Hallaoun, Uminari City, Japan, The 97th Non-Administrated World, Earth
Time: 2000 MST (Local Equivalent)
After a few more sparring sessions, and some pointers from Lindy, the pair returned to the Hallaoun residence for the evening. While Lindy was still in peak condition, Arcas was absolutely exhausted. After showering and changing clothes, Arcas promptly flopped down onto the couch. Lindy had just loaded another movie into the player, and was headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
“Arcas, be a gentleman and help a girl make dinner, will you?”
Arcas groaned, but left the couch and proceeded into the kitchen.
“You know that I have absolutely no cooking skills whatsoever.”
“Now, now, you know that that’s not true…”
“It’s absolutely true! Lindy, when I got up the other day to have breakfast, I ate meatloaf. MEATLOAF! And not even straight meatloaf! I had a meatloaf sandwich, and used pancakes as bread! Now does THAT sound like someone with anything resembling cooking skills?!”
“Well then,” Lindy said, handing Arcas a large pot. “We’ll just have to change that. You can start by boiling water.”
“What exactly are we making?” Arcas asked as he filled the pot with water.
“Well, since you need practice, we’ll just make spaghetti – it’s simple enough, and the only way you can REALLY ruin it is by turning it into charcoal, which won’t happen.”
Under Lindy’s watchful eye, Arcas did manage to make dinner for the both of them without ruining anything. After dinner, they headed back to the living room and settled into the couch for the night’s movie.
“So, what do we have tonight?”
“You’re going to like this – it’s the sequel to what we watched last night.”
“Another ‘Alien’ movie? Just how many did they make?”
“Five, at last count.”
“And this is just number TWO? We’re not watching ALL of them, are we?”
“No – just the original three.”
With that, Lindy started the sci-fi action movie.
During the movie, despite Arcas’ interest in seeing how Earth people depicted this “Alien,” he started nodding off, a result of his intensive training session that day. Lindy noticed this, and paused the movie.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” the Dragonslayer responded. “Just tired is all.”
“Do you want to lie down?”
“Sure,” Lindy replied, wondering why Arcas had asked permission. She soon discovered why – Arcas stretched out on the couch, laying his head in Lindy’s lap. Arcas looked up at the Admiral.
“This is okay, right?”
“It’s fine,” Lindy smiled. “Unexpected, but fine.” With that, she resumed the movie.
Once the movie was over, the two talked about their favorite parts.
“…can’t deny the awesomeness of that scene, Lindy. The Queen standing over Newt and Bishop, and then the doors slowly open to reveal Ripley in that power suit – the scene is just pure win right there.”
“Agreed, but I liked that scene in the Med Lab better – it showed that Ripley uses her head in a desperate situation.”
After finishing their discussion about the movie, they sat quietly, with Arcas’ head in Lindy’s lap. Arcas then let out a sigh. Lindy picked up on it, and proceeded with that knowledge.
“Ara, ara, that was an awfully heavy sigh, Arcas? Something on your mind?”
“It’s – it’s nothing,” he replied, doing his best to face away from Lindy’s knowing smile.
“It’s the girl, isn’t it? You miss her.”
Internally, parts of Arcas’ brain waged war.
one part exclaimed,
this is Lindy! Ever since you joined the Tripartite, she’s practically been your mother! And you’re on Earth, far, far away from the prying eyes of your comrades and any would-be matchmakers. You can be honest with her!
another part stated.
Tell her how you feel, so that she can make your life miserable too by playing matchmaker.
She wouldn’t do that! Lindy was happily married once, she knows that love isn’t something that can be forced or rushed! If anything, she’d help by keeping Hayate and the others off your back!
This coming from the one who thought that helping Hayate by squeezing into a pair of LEATHER PANTS was a GOOD thing!
Arcas mentally shouted.
I’m in charge here! I decide what to say and what to keep secret!
The Dragonslayer then responded to Lindy’s question, looking up into her warm, motherly expression.
“Is it obvious?”
Lindy giggled. “I was once in love too, you know.”
“It’s just that – I know she’s only a friend, but…”
“You can’t help it; you miss her.”
“Yeah,” Arcas replied shyly.
“So, tell me about her!”
“Didn’t Fate already tell you about her?”
“All I got from Fate was her name, that you like her, and that she thinks you two would make a cute couple.”
Arcas said nothing, but blushed in response.
“Is she pretty?”
Go on, you nimrod, be honest!
“Prettiest girl in the whole galaxy.”
“Is she nice?”
“Nicer than an angel,” Arcas responded. As he responded to Lindy’s questions, Arcas felt a pleasant warmth spread through his chest. This wasn’t like when Boomer or the Aces teased him about Mel – that was an embarrassed warmth. This was gentle, comforting. Then, Lindy asked THE question:
“Do you love her?”
Arcas paused a moment.
“Do you promise not to tell a soul?”
“Not even Fate?”
“Not even Fate.” Arcas beckoned to her, and Lindy bent down, only to hear Arcas whisper ever so softly:
“With all my heart.”
Lindy smiled, then sat up, putting her hands together in front of her face, as if she was praying. She paused for a moment, then asked of the Dragonslayer:
“Have you ever asked her out?”
“No,” Arcas squeaked timidly, sitting upright, facing away from Lindy. “I can’t.”
“Because – I just can’t. I mean – what if she says no? What if she doesn’t like me that?”
“Arcas,” she replied, trying to reassure him. “Any girl with half a brain in her head would like you! You’re kind. You’re devoted. You’re honest – what more could a girl ask for?”
“But I just – I –” Arcas stammered. “I couldn’t take it if she said no.”
Lindy scooted over next to him and wrapped an arm around him, stroking his back. “But don’t you want to know how she really feels?”
“More than anything.”
“Then you’re going to have to take some risks – nothing ventured, nothing gained, as the Earth saying goes.”
“But how would I do that?”
“Simple. You find some sort of occasion to celebrate, and then you ask her out to dinner.”
“Ask Mel on a date? I don’t know…”
“It’s not a date,” Lindy clarified. “It’s just dinner between two friends, nothing romantic about it.”
“So, it’s just two friends, having a good time.”
“Now you’ve got it! When you get nervous, or others tease you, just remind yourself: it’s just dinner.”
“It’s just dinner.”
“So, the next chance you get, what are you going to do?”
“I’m going to ask Mel out to dinner.”
“Good.” Lindy looked over at the clock. “We should be getting to bed – there’s still plenty of work to be done.”
And with that, the Dragonslayer and the Admiral ended their first day…
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