"What have you done!?" The Garlean soldier fell to his knees, whaling in despair. The defeat on the Hyur's face was undercut by the ridiculousness of those gods-damned hats they wear. "All is lost!"
"I don't know what you're talking about," D'hein muttered, watching D'ahl bandage his arm.
She pulled on the bandage as hard as she could. "Does this hurt?"
"I don't know."
"What about this?"
"Still nothing," D'hein's ears swiveled in alternate directions, his tail whipping around in amusement. "But I don't think it needs to be that tight."
"All is lost!" The Garlean announced again, falling onto his back like a child throwing a fit. "Doom! Doom! This is how my life ends!"
One of D'hein's ears pointed towards the man. "I still don't know what you're talking about." He sat on a large box made of some bizarre unnatural element while D'ahl stood in front of him. They stood in what the Garleans called a 'hangar' which was to D'hein more like an armory for weapons that looked like humans, and also some airships.
The Garlean soldier rolled to his feet, "You liar! I can't believe I trusted you! You don't work for Garlemald at all!"
"Hey," D'hein's ears lay flat on his head, glaring at the man. "I know that you're upset about something but I am a hero of the Empire!"
"Hero of Ala Mhigo's more like it!" He pointed at an item D'hein held in his lap, "Don't pretend you don't know what that is!"
"It's a souvenir," D'hein rolled the complicated, blinking metal item in his hand. "Your machines are complicated, so I'm sure there were plenty where this came from."
D'ahl muttered, "You don't actually work for the Garlean's, do you?"
"Rude!" D'hein snapped, then softened, "But you're still beautiful."
"Power's off throughout most of the base!" The Garlean rose to his feet. "And because the doors are mechanical, we can't even get soldiers to the vanguards! Much less get the vanguards out of the hangars! The Ala Mhigans are raiding the warehouses for supplies and the unit stationed there is cut off from all reinforcements! And forget about getting reinforcements to the Praetorium before it falls to the united Eorzean armies!" The man's voice quivered, chest heaving in panic. "With a failure of this magnitude I'm like to be executed!"
"Well," D'hein smirked at the man, "Maybe you should have been more proficient with your duties."
"Beastly Eorzean! This is all your fault!"
"Rude, again!" D'hein glared, gesturing with the random but most likely unimportant shiny magiteck thing, "You're just trying to defer blame!"
The Garlean pulled his weapon, "I'll take my vengeance now! Perahps I can still maintain my good name if I-!" He promptly fell over with D'ahl's knife sticking out of his eye.
"D'ahl! We've talked about that!"
"Be silent, D'hein Tia." She hissed, tying off the bandage and turning her back on him. Walking over to the twitching Garlean corpse. "I still don't buy that you're a Garlean spy but whatever. It sounds like there's a battle going on at that Praetorium place and the Ala Mhigans are using the distraction to make a grab for supplies."
"What's your point?"
D'ahl ripped the knife from the man's eye; it was wider than his eye socket so came came out with a gooey snap of bone. "One moment," she said, holding it in front of herself and staring off into space. "I'm fantasizing about the rugged chin of the Ala Mhigan's rebel leader."
Blinking and biting his cheek, D'hein leaned back and kicked his legs. "Alright, take your time." He waited a few seconds and then said, "Was he a clean man or a dirty man? How rugged are we fantasizing?"
"Mm," D'ahl looked over at him, squinting and bit a corner of her lip, "I'm sorry. In my imagination I'm telling him to do scandalous things with your daughter while I watch. Do you want me to describe him."
"You terrify me in every way possible, D'ahl."
D'ahl shrugged, grinning scandalously, and in the next instant she became very serious. She pointed with her knife, "I'm taking the lead, D'hein Tia. It's time to evacuate and head home. If you are lying about being a Garlean spy you'd best tell me now, for I intend to test your skill with machinery!"
"I will pass any test you place before me!" D'hein proclaimed, hopping off the box and crossing his arms.
"I don't know what you're talking about," D'hein muttered, watching D'ahl bandage his arm.
She pulled on the bandage as hard as she could. "Does this hurt?"
"I don't know."
"What about this?"
"Still nothing," D'hein's ears swiveled in alternate directions, his tail whipping around in amusement. "But I don't think it needs to be that tight."
"All is lost!" The Garlean announced again, falling onto his back like a child throwing a fit. "Doom! Doom! This is how my life ends!"
One of D'hein's ears pointed towards the man. "I still don't know what you're talking about." He sat on a large box made of some bizarre unnatural element while D'ahl stood in front of him. They stood in what the Garleans called a 'hangar' which was to D'hein more like an armory for weapons that looked like humans, and also some airships.
The Garlean soldier rolled to his feet, "You liar! I can't believe I trusted you! You don't work for Garlemald at all!"
"Hey," D'hein's ears lay flat on his head, glaring at the man. "I know that you're upset about something but I am a hero of the Empire!"
"Hero of Ala Mhigo's more like it!" He pointed at an item D'hein held in his lap, "Don't pretend you don't know what that is!"
"It's a souvenir," D'hein rolled the complicated, blinking metal item in his hand. "Your machines are complicated, so I'm sure there were plenty where this came from."
D'ahl muttered, "You don't actually work for the Garlean's, do you?"
"Rude!" D'hein snapped, then softened, "But you're still beautiful."
"Power's off throughout most of the base!" The Garlean rose to his feet. "And because the doors are mechanical, we can't even get soldiers to the vanguards! Much less get the vanguards out of the hangars! The Ala Mhigans are raiding the warehouses for supplies and the unit stationed there is cut off from all reinforcements! And forget about getting reinforcements to the Praetorium before it falls to the united Eorzean armies!" The man's voice quivered, chest heaving in panic. "With a failure of this magnitude I'm like to be executed!"
"Well," D'hein smirked at the man, "Maybe you should have been more proficient with your duties."
"Beastly Eorzean! This is all your fault!"
"Rude, again!" D'hein glared, gesturing with the random but most likely unimportant shiny magiteck thing, "You're just trying to defer blame!"
The Garlean pulled his weapon, "I'll take my vengeance now! Perahps I can still maintain my good name if I-!" He promptly fell over with D'ahl's knife sticking out of his eye.
"D'ahl! We've talked about that!"
"Be silent, D'hein Tia." She hissed, tying off the bandage and turning her back on him. Walking over to the twitching Garlean corpse. "I still don't buy that you're a Garlean spy but whatever. It sounds like there's a battle going on at that Praetorium place and the Ala Mhigans are using the distraction to make a grab for supplies."
"What's your point?"
D'ahl ripped the knife from the man's eye; it was wider than his eye socket so came came out with a gooey snap of bone. "One moment," she said, holding it in front of herself and staring off into space. "I'm fantasizing about the rugged chin of the Ala Mhigan's rebel leader."
Blinking and biting his cheek, D'hein leaned back and kicked his legs. "Alright, take your time." He waited a few seconds and then said, "Was he a clean man or a dirty man? How rugged are we fantasizing?"
"Mm," D'ahl looked over at him, squinting and bit a corner of her lip, "I'm sorry. In my imagination I'm telling him to do scandalous things with your daughter while I watch. Do you want me to describe him."
"You terrify me in every way possible, D'ahl."
D'ahl shrugged, grinning scandalously, and in the next instant she became very serious. She pointed with her knife, "I'm taking the lead, D'hein Tia. It's time to evacuate and head home. If you are lying about being a Garlean spy you'd best tell me now, for I intend to test your skill with machinery!"
"I will pass any test you place before me!" D'hein proclaimed, hopping off the box and crossing his arms.
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