One of the Knights came running over to where Balir stood with Anise. "Sir, I found it!" He said before handing the blonde God-General something.
Good, so his men weren't complete idiots after all. There were times he had his doubts about that and wondered how they even could function, with one of two exceptions who were actually capable of writing reports.
Of course, he couldn't exactly finish the diagram and keep a hold on this girl. He frowned, he really did want to get a good sketch of the Tartarus, it was the most advanced landship in existence at this time, and only beat out by the Albiore as far as advancement went. True, he was more interested in the passage ring, but couldn't exactly pass up this chance.
Maybe about five of his men might have enough brains combined to keep her with them for as long as it took for the other three to figure out what was taking Arietta so long. He'd be glad enough when all this waiting was over, because he figured the girl would cooperate more when the Fon Master.
To be on the safe side, he'd have all his remaining men watch the little spitfire. If he gave orders to kill her if she escaped, she probably wouldn't, she obviously valued her life enough to not risk it in an outright stupid way.
"All the rest of you, keep an eye on this girl while we wait. If she tries to escape, kill her."
He shoved Anise towards one of them men. "But, wait, what about our orders?" one of them asked.
"Questioning a direct order? Accidents can always happen you know. Would you like to become one?"
"No sir!"
The other knights took over keeping an eye on Anise. With that, the blonde God-General took out his small sketch book and went back to drawing the outside of the Tartarus. He had to start over again thanks to the girl, but if he was quick about it, he should have it done before the other three returned.
And out of the corner of his eye he made sure to keep an eye on the little spitfire in pink.
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Date: 2008-11-24 04:17 am (UTC)Good, so his men weren't complete idiots after all. There were times he had his doubts about that and wondered how they even could function, with one of two exceptions who were actually capable of writing reports.
Of course, he couldn't exactly finish the diagram and keep a hold on this girl. He frowned, he really did want to get a good sketch of the Tartarus, it was the most advanced landship in existence at this time, and only beat out by the Albiore as far as advancement went. True, he was more interested in the passage ring, but couldn't exactly pass up this chance.
Maybe about five of his men might have enough brains combined to keep her with them for as long as it took for the other three to figure out what was taking Arietta so long. He'd be glad enough when all this waiting was over, because he figured the girl would cooperate more when the Fon Master.
To be on the safe side, he'd have all his remaining men watch the little spitfire. If he gave orders to kill her if she escaped, she probably wouldn't, she obviously valued her life enough to not risk it in an outright stupid way.
"All the rest of you, keep an eye on this girl while we wait. If she tries to escape, kill her."
He shoved Anise towards one of them men. "But, wait, what about our orders?" one of them asked.
"Questioning a direct order? Accidents can always happen you know. Would you like to become one?"
"No sir!"
The other knights took over keeping an eye on Anise. With that, the blonde God-General took out his small sketch book and went back to drawing the outside of the Tartarus. He had to start over again thanks to the girl, but if he was quick about it, he should have it done before the other three returned.
And out of the corner of his eye he made sure to keep an eye on the little spitfire in pink.