Quirenyun's Imprinted [RP]

Raiden almost felt a twinge of irritation pinch the side of his head while hearing Lucea scold him for doing what he thought was good. All the woman did was spit at him, lecturing the poor Diclonius about how Xanadu had to remain locked up underground. Although his ample bravery seemed to have created a "wall" of sorts to keep Lucea out, Raiden couldn't help but at least feel a little angered at the young woman for simply not understanding. Not understanding Xanadu, not understanding Diclonius Version 23.

Raiden quickly stepped up and crossed his arms, giving off a slight sigh. "Look look look. There isn't any "relationship" between me and her. There wouldn't be if all I'm doing is accepting to supervise her and drag her around the base with me." strangely enough, his tone remained assertive despite his face showed some weakness. Somehow he felt a little...conflicted between the rules that Lucea supported and the inner drive within Raiden that brought him this far in life. But her questions came quick, and he didn't have any time to chose a side. So he remained hard. "Sure she made me break a heating vent out of a joke gone wrong. And sure, that window will....never be the same, but she did it out of good will regardless. She did it out of a need to smile. Sadistic? Yes, but you can't blame her for acting out if you had to be in her situation." For once, Raiden stopped upon realizing he was /defending/ Xanadu. But then again, he related to her quite well. Putting out his hand, he waved it casually as if he wanted to toss the tension between them away to make room for compromise. "Look, let me be frank here. You can't expect a change in her if you don't allow her to actually have a chance to act like us instead of trying your best to force her to be like us. If it bothers you that much, come with me to supervise her, then."

 

"You heard her, Ms. Paperblack." Crossing his arms, the Diclonius diverted his gaze at Xanadu. "We all fought for your right to roam today, we all have faith in your actions, only now we need your part in making sure we didn't make a grave decision." For once in his life, Raiden let out a mental sigh just after the argument had receded. It wasn't every day where he felt so conflicted between following the rules and following his gut, however, the young man felt a little relieved that he had not taken things too far out of hand. Conflicting choices like these always ended badly for Raiden. He knew it well, and didn't dare to let himself go blind and split himself over something. Especially something so small compared to the time w--

Raiden turned his head towards Ziera and Miyoku suddenly, "And it's good to see someone who at least has a little faith in the new guy." he said with a slightly joking tone, fixing up the collar of his coat and then uncrossing his arms as the tension began to fade. "But enough with this, Lucea? You'll probably be bored along with Ms. Paperblack here. My routine is rather...well, quiet and for myself. But if you feel like you should leave and take her with you, by all means..go ahead. Just make sure to alert me about it and lets see how things go thereafter."

 

After a grueling amount of time outside, many of the 'stranded' soldiers began making their way back to the mess hall. Grumbling curse words while some simply fixed up their jackets to keep themselves warm and comfortable while the usual morning gales took their turn. It was rather unusual to start off the day like this. The morning was nearly perfect: lofty clouds floating gently across the grand blue skies, the sun rising higher above the Zhennka mountains to announce the arrival of mid-morning with a nice, warm light to accompany the grumpy soldiers.  Just as the very first few soldiers began to get closer to the entrance, a rather strong voice overpowered the groans and moans of the annoyed soldiers. Some soldiers immediately spun around to salute, others decided to stop in their tracks and then fix their slouchy postures. The man who would repeat what he yelled out tightened his fists.


"Attention!"

Every soldier around immediately scrambled to get into position. A very select few began calling out after the loud voice. "Company, form!"  And each soldier began aligning with a rather nice and organized line of men. "HUAH!"

"Now," Walking forward, a pair of black as night boots began clacking down the paved concrete of the area. Spurs attached on the back heels of the boots showed that his style was unfitting to the Quirenyunese culture and reflected a hard, untamed personality. The man whom all fell to attention slowly paced from one end to the other, his attention, his intense crystal eyes scanning each soldier closely. With each glare came a slight jolt of anxiety by each soldier in attention, their eyes attempting to look away from the man observing him. " I need one, perhaps two worms right here to explain to me. And I expect the very best when someone speaks up." 



He stopped. One soldier looked up cautiously and saw the giant shadow before him. No matter what, no soldier could miss a man dressed in drag-black from head to toe in military attire and adorn a crimson scarf neatly tucked into his heavy military coat. Pulling his head up, the soldier felt the man almost breathe in his face as he got closer. "Abo-About the...breakfast this m-morning?" "As much as I enjoy Zhennka Shi's finest meals, no..." Suddenly, the man swiftly reached for his belt and pulled out a horse whip. He nonchalantly lashed it to his side and in an instant, pulled it underneath the clueless soldier's chin. "I meant the reason why you all are out here.." Hissed the man, trailing his gaze across the line. "You all should listen, and listen clearly. As residents of our fine establishment, I expect /all/ of you to be aware of your surroundings: Know whats around you, who, and know each sound, colour, and goddamn movement at /all/ times."



"Yes Major General!"

Sliding the whip across the chin and down the neck of the soldier, the Major General cracked the horse whip to the side and placed it on his hand. With the events of the morning now dawning on the Major even more, he began to raise his voice in irritation. "Don't yes 'major general me. If you took the initiative to do as we train you to do, I would have had a straight answer by now to my question. And you want to know why I'm so 'eager' to know?" Everyone stood quiet for a moment, "Because there has been an escape within the lower reaches of this base, and your answer may be /that/ explanation."  

"Agh! Coming! Coming! I was just explaining to ol' buddy here about code six!" Yelled out the messenger, gripping the handles of his bike tightly while he began walking off towards the gates. Ikan looked back at the man momentarily and gave out a crazy-wide grin. Although this quiet member of the unit seemed to have very little to say, Ikan couldn't help but feel a little thankful for his help. It was as if he were a silent miracle maker for his bike, one who didn't need words to convey his actions of goodwill. Waving at Gavvin, Ikan turned his head back and spoke out into the open casually. "Man, what a keen cat. You should totally give him a raise after this alert is lifted." Passing through a guard while giving his 'suggestion', one guard simply groaned and looked over to the silent man and motioned him to cross the gates into the base. "You should adhere to the rules and return within the walls of the base-- we're in high alert right now for the time being, 'best be safe."

Once Ikan entered, he immediately mounted his bike and began riding his way to the main building's entrance. The very enthusiastic sky serpent let go of one of the bike handles just after spotting the doors of the main building and began waving around his grip of letters as a way to announce his arrival to the guards in-charged of standing in front. Like a child calling out a friend in a playground, Ikan squealed out and finally hit the bike breaks, looking up at the men and then chuckling. "..Damn do I love this b- Oh, right. Yeah!" Ikan then reached in his mailbag and pulled out a red envelope. "This goes directly to the Major general at once. It's time sensitive, and the Secretary of Defense wants him to respond to this at once."

The guard blinked and reached out for the letter, "Oh, of course. Huh, we haven't had these things in a while." Ikan gave a nod and looked around for a moment as the guard placed the envelope in his pocket, then rose his brow. "This means I'm taking your room, Jeff. You'll be sleeping outsid-"

Without a chance to react, the guard scowled at Ikan just until the idiotic messenger used his feet to pull himself and the bike back and then speed off wildly. Only a groan escaped his lips as he turned to open the door and then enter inside the main building. "Freaking idiot."


"Well, Xanadu..with Lucea coming with us, you don't really have much of a choice but to behave." Raiden said with a half-lingering tone of wariness. After such an argument, the Diclonius felt a little tense around the strict woman and the vampire that it almost translated to him keeping his shoulder up and stiff along with his face. Lucea remained cautious around the escaped unit member, obviously showing some form of holding back her need to send Xanadu back to her cell by her solid expression. He knew that he needed to break the ice a little in order to simmer things down, so he spoke out in a rather [creepy] upbeat tone. "How about we all just get something to eat to make up for lost time and to do things of such nature or whatever." He realized that what he had said didn't count towards Xanadu, so he turned to her and tilted his head. "Er, well, maybe I can skip breakfast to accompany you elsewhere. I understand that you're...well um..." A pause ensued. Raiden grunted slightly and looked back ahead as he began to move forward to the door leading outdoors. "Nevermind, I'm having a bit of trouble getting my thoughts straight. Lets go Ms. Paperblack, and you too Lucea."

After pushing open the door, Raiden immediately paused as he heard the voice of the Major General just up ahead. His eyes squinted slightly just before he turned back inside and bit his lip slightly. It was clear by the sight of the alligned soldiers that the Major General was looking for answers. Raiden only briefly recalled his experience with Xana earlier and put up his hand to alert the others to not make a sound. The Major? Why does he have those men in line?

"...Lucea? You mind going out to take a peak? The Major seems to be yelling at the soldiers-- unusual for this time of day.." whispered the Diclonius. "He doesn't take kindly to me due to my now increasing record of screw ups, but you have a clean slate, and he wont question you too much if he spots you."

 

The Major's eyes shifted towards the man whom called out to him by merely his strange aura and demeanor. A cold, icy pair of souless eyes snapped right onto Tatsuo until the Major's body turned to him. Tatsuo's tone carried some confidence, which to the Major was a gesture worth giving respect for. Even if the Major himself disliked such a man like him, he couldn't show his disgust with that quality. Within a moment, the Major General loosened his grip on his horse whip and a slight glimpse of intrigue swirling around in his irises mirrored a mysterious energy dancing along like poised blossom petals in the wind until he blinked. Something said out of Tatsuo's mouth in particular, the sound of something more enraging than seeing his own men out of order made him grip the whip even more tightly now. The Major simply slashed his whip to the side and narrowed his eyes suddenly in response. 

 "That Raiden"​

 

The Major's eyes shifted towards the man whom called out to him by merely his strange aura and demeanor. A cold, icy pair of souless eyes snapped right onto Tatsuo until the Major's body turned to him. Tatsuo's tone carried some confidence, which to the Major was a gesture worth giving respect for. Even if the Major himself disliked such a man like him, he couldn't show his disgust with that quality. Within a moment, the Major General loosened his grip on his horse whip and a slight glimpse of intrigue swirling around in his irises mirrored a mysterious energy dancing along like poised blossom petals in the wind until he blinked. Something said out of Tatsuo's mouth in particular, the sound of something more enraging than seeing his own men out of order made him grip the whip even more tightly now. The Major simply slashed his whip to the side and narrowed his eyes suddenly in response. 

 "That Raiden"​

"Ah.." The once assertive voice rung for a moment while in thought. The Major then put away his whip and then everything went towards a blinding trail after that. "So it is, so it is...the Vampire is out, and that Ni-honho is of course defying my rules- made to protect him, at that, and is now going to try to mend this problem which has led my men outside, disorganized, and fucking PATHETICALLY BEHIND IN THEIR MORNING TRAINING!"  ​

With all of this information, it seemed like this day was going to be a very long one. Raiden was involved, of course, in which gave the Major enough answers for his dilemma. Shifting back through his amazing memories, he thought for a moment. Remembered, felt, smelled the cold and crisp air which followed behind the scent of blood. The sounds of flesh being torn from bone and fragments being crushed with one vicious motion to another made his moment of thinking back on a once forgotten memory made him burn with ire. And so it went on,  nearer and nearer it came. Flicked onto the ground over and over again by a dashing blurry blade. It followed him down after one brief pause of time itself, creeping up to his black boots as he remembered it. Looking up, the Major called ou--​

He grunted slightly and took a breath as Lucea suddenly got into his field of vision. "Bring her here, and bring that Ni-honho up right here." Snarled the Major, looking across the line of men. "As for all of you, at ease. Eat whats left of breakfast, every last cold morcil you could find." With anger in his tone, each soldier eyed Lucea and Tatsuo and quickly spread out almost as similar as roaches fleeing a mighty foot. The Major snapped his eyes towards the eastern wing entrance and then called out. ​

"All of you! Attention! Now!!"​

"Argh, shoot me..." Closing the door slowly, Raiden turned his back on it and sighed. "Damnit, gunboy....nice job, Ziera? Xana? Looks like we're going to talk to the Major right now. But don't worry..." It wasn't very stressing to Raiden that the Major was deeply annoyed at him. Even if Xanadu was mostly to blame for this amazing fiasco, somehow in the poor Diclonius' heart, he felt that all the rage of the heavens were about to strike down on him. But again, he did not worry. Yells and snarks from the high authority made him more daring. But the hassle of going out there in front of everyone to hear another lecture made him sigh. And so Raiden turned again and opened the door, stepping outside slowly until he stopped in front of the Major and saluted with his best posture and tone. "Raiden, reporting to roll, sir!"​

 

The Major's eyes shifted towards the man whom called out to him by merely his strange aura and demeanor. A cold, icy pair of souless eyes snapped right onto Tatsuo until the Major's body turned to him. Tatsuo's tone carried some confidence, which to the Major was a gesture worth giving respect for. Even if the Major himself disliked such a man like him, he couldn't show his disgust with that quality. Within a moment, the Major General loosened his grip on his horse whip and a slight glimpse of intrigue swirling around in his irises mirrored a mysterious energy dancing along like poised blossom petals in the wind until he blinked. Something said out of Tatsuo's mouth in particular, the sound of something more enraging than seeing his own men out of order made him grip the whip even more tightly now. The Major simply slashed his whip to the side and narrowed his eyes suddenly in response. 

 "That Raiden"​

"Ah.." The once assertive voice rung for a moment while in thought. The Major then put away his whip and then everything went towards a blinding trail after that. "So it is, so it is...the Vampire is out, and that Ni-honho is of course defying my rules- made to protect him, at that, and is now going to try to mend this problem which has led my men outside, disorganized, and fucking PATHETICALLY BEHIND IN THEIR MORNING TRAINING!"  ​

With all of this information, it seemed like this day was going to be a very long one. Raiden was involved, of course, in which gave the Major enough answers for his dilemma. Shifting back through his amazing memories, he thought for a moment. Remembered, felt, smelled the cold and crisp air which followed behind the scent of blood. The sounds of flesh being torn from bone and fragments being crushed with one vicious motion to another made his moment of thinking back on a once forgotten memory made him burn with ire. And so it went on,  nearer and nearer it came. Flicked onto the ground over and over again by a dashing blurry blade. It followed him down after one brief pause of time itself, creeping up to his black boots as he remembered it. Looking up, the Major called ou--​

He grunted slightly and took a breath as Lucea suddenly got into his field of vision. "Bring her here, and bring that Ni-honho up right here. Thank you two for being honest with me." Snarled the Major, looking across the line of men. "As for all of you, at ease. Eat whats left of breakfast, every last cold morcil you could find." With anger in his tone, each soldier eyed Lucea and Tatsuo and quickly spread out almost as similar as roaches fleeing a mighty foot. The Major snapped his eyes towards the eastern wing entrance and then called out. ​

"All of you! Attention! Now!!"​

"Argh, shoot me..." Closing the door slowly, Raiden turned his back on it and sighed. "Damnit, Tatsuo....nice job, Ziera? Xana? Looks like we're going to talk to the Major right now. But don't worry..." It wasn't very stressing to Raiden that the Major was deeply annoyed at him. Even if Xanadu was mostly to blame for this amazing fiasco, somehow in the poor Diclonius' heart, he felt that all the rage of the heavens were about to strike down on him. But again, he did not worry. Yells and snarks from the high authority made him more daring. But the hassle of going out there in front of everyone to hear another lecture made him sigh. And so Raiden turned again and opened the door, stepping outside slowly until he stopped in front of the Major and saluted with his best posture and tone. "Raiden, reporting to roll, sir!"​

 

"Zhennka's security is fit for us civil, honest warriors of our proud land." The Major almost broke into a slight scoff, still keeping his unmoving eyes at Xanadu. The sound of his voice almost cut the flesh off of any soldier as they would then recall him. It was cold, bitter, hardened to the brink. Upon looking up and meeting the Major's eyes, Raiden saw him not show any fear towards the vampire. Not a break in expression nor any emotion in his eyes- the window to his soul. To the Diclonius, it was as if the Major was simply a vessel. A vessel barely containing the hardened soul whom had no fear of any man or beast, no fear to any god or goddess. He was a man of stone and steel, indestructible from the inside, immortal in a sense.  Barely wearing the skin of an average 38 year-old mortal. With a slight blink, the Major General continued speaking and breaking the mockery of an apology from one of his unit members. "It wasn't made to be a prison. But as you're surely implying that you need to be kept in captivity more, well.." His stone voice rung momentarily, "We-"

"No." 

The Major immediately snapped his eyes onto Raiden. That unfamiliar energy swirling madly around his irises as they pierced onto the Diclonius who had just spoken up. Raiden stepped up without permission and immediately met face to face with the Major. A stern, composed face stared directly to one in which showed little to no emotion. But some care- or annoyance, that is, began to leak out just before the Major snorted and maintained his posture. "No?" Raiden immediately looked down, then back up. He thought for a moment and assessed the situation. It seemed like the Major was mad, yes, but there was more to the Major's words and mysterious eyes that Raiden began to pick up along with his senses.   "No. That's what I said....sorry, but...you can't just    take what you've seen and say that shes 'implying' to be kept like an animal more." 

The Major just simply looked at Raiden for a moment and chuckled. "Raiden, Raiden....." Suddenly, he appeared behind the now confused Diclonius. " I'd reckon that she has caused you quite a lot of trouble like shes done to the rest of the base, correct?" Nodding yes slowly, Raiden took a glimpse at Xanadu and sighed. "Yes sir. But," 

"I've seen you, I've seen the consequences. I've lost..potential, and I wont lose my unit because of a powerhouse vampire whom loves mischief and making friends with other psychotic freaks of nature l-."  

Suddenly, a soldier called out while running and immediately caught the Major's attention. The Major's eyes kept their frozen glare stuck on the phthalo blue orbs of young Raiden, closely pulling away to stick on the soldier. "Yes?" 

"Sir, we've got a code-6 alert along with this-" Handing the red envelope to the Major, he looked back at the unit and waved his hand. "At ease, hm.." carefully

 

"Zhennka's security is fit for us civil, honest warriors of our proud land." The Major almost broke into a slight scoff, still keeping his unmoving eyes at Xanadu. The sound of his voice almost cut the flesh off of any soldier as they would then recall him. It was cold, bitter, hardened to the brink. Upon looking up and meeting the Major's eyes, Raiden saw him not show any fear towards the vampire. Not a break in expression nor any emotion in his eyes- the window to his soul. To the Diclonius, it was as if the Major was simply a vessel. A vessel barely containing the hardened soul whom had no fear of any man or beast, no fear to any god or goddess. He was a man of stone and steel, indestructible from the inside, immortal in a sense.  Barely wearing the skin of an average 38 year-old mortal. With a slight blink, the Major General continued speaking and breaking the mockery of an apology from one of his unit members. "It wasn't made to be a prison. But if you are so desprate to have yourself enclosed in an even tighter security branch-" His stone voice rung momentarily, "Well be my guest, we have jus-"

"No."

The Major immediately snapped his eyes onto Raiden. That unfamiliar energy swirling madly around his irises as they pierced onto the Diclonius who had just spoken up. Raiden stepped up without permission and immediately met face to face with the Major. A stern, composed face stared directly to one in which showed little to no emotion. But some care- or annoyance, that is, began to leak out just before the Major snorted and maintained his posture. "No?" Raiden immediately looked down, then back up. He thought for a moment and assessed the situation. It seemed like the Major was mad, yes, but there was more to the Major's words and mysterious eyes that Raiden began to pick up along with his senses.   "No. That's what I said....sorry..but enclosing her more wouldn't help. Being free is what brings the good out of people, right..?" 


The Major just simply looked at Raiden for a moment and chuckled. "Raiden, Raiden....." Suddenly, he appeared behind the now confused Diclonius. "All freedom does is release unbound potential. Allow forbidden actions to be done without persecution  It can go both ways; towards good, or towards evil. The execution of such potential is up to the one who holds it themselves, and knowing her, its wise to keep such potential locked away. Hidden. " Nodding yes slowly, Raiden took a glimpse at Xanadu and sighed. "Yes sir. But-" 

"You're a clear example. Without our intervention, you would've still been be-"  

I would have been just fine, Major. Don't kid yourself.​

Suddenly, a soldier called out while running and immediately caught the Major's attention. The Major's eyes kept their frozen glare stuck on the phthalo blue orbs of young Raiden, closely pulling away to stick on the soldier. "Yes?" 

"Sir, we've got a code-6 alert along with this-" Handing the red envelope to the Major, he looked back at the unit and waved his hand. "At ease, hm.." carefully, Raiden poked his attention towards the envelope as the Major opened it, but then turned his attention towards his unit. The timing couldn't have been better..


"...No, this couldn't happen... this can't be a true letter of distress. Are you sure this is from the capital?" The deliverer of the letter shook his head. "Afraid so. The seal says it all, and the color shows the urgency."
The Major simply looked away "..."


"All of you, to the main building out front, now."

 

"Eventful day, yeah...so far it..has.." Raiden muttered under his breath. A brief peak of his phtalo blue eyes looked as the Major General marched away along with the soldier slowly, a small thought crossed his mind just as the Major General turned his head slightly and flashed a very empty glare at the Diclonius. As Ziera said, today was a totally eventful day. With this potentially stressing message, it left the Diclonius thinking about that envelope. It's scarlet colouring, as the soldier said, signaled distress. But what kind of distress? The Major seemed to have been taken by surprise by it, so Raiden figured it was very serious. However, he knew little about it. And he knew little about those messages or anything of that nature. Hearing the Major General order everyone to meetup at the main building, he had a hint of what was to happen within the next hour or so. The main building housed most of the common man's necessities: An infirmary, a mailroom for everyday mail, and a weapon's check for...the lesser-common man, the soldier. However, Raiden remembered that there was also one room in which was heavily guarded. Ever since he crossed those doors in one rainy, chaotic day, that room and the door which had an uncertain point of entry to it was always guarded by two special tactical soldiers. Those who were not humans at all, and are like the snipers-- kill on sight of probable cause. Any cause being sneaking around or just simply giving off one bad look towards that room. What was in there? Only the ZSU knew by the Major's words. It was a meeting/briefing room, a room filled with expansive files and a room which bore an entrance to an underground cellar filled with secrets. Raiden soon shook his head and took a breath after thinking for a moment, then began to walk off towards the main building, looking back at Xanadu casually as he did so. "Follow me, Ms. Paperblack. You heard him." The Diclonius chuckled for a moment and stopped to wait for the Vampire. "I'm still supervising you, so you got to stick to my sights where I can see you so that you don't go off getting me into trouble like you did there."