Codename: Midsummer Explosion
This was his next best choice, Ramza thought. He'd read the papers over and over again back in the Library. Took too long to consider on which mission to sign up for. The first that came to his mind was doing those letter delivery job. Seemed easy enough for his rank within the company but there's already takers. Besides, he didn't think such a job would require more than the pair of mercenary. Cursed his selfish spirit being. He could've taken something more exciting than doing some chores if whatever that resided within him would just emerge like how the majority of the holders had. He could've taken that dragon mission or complete that task the batch before them failed to complete.
Finally, after months of hanging around in the intelligence department, Ramza learnt something about these spirit bearers. He'd taken some tests himself and it was confirmed that his blood shared the same unique pattern these holders had. But it's frustrating not to fully communicate with the blasted thing. He'd dreamt about it though. A winged creature terrorizing a village or something. He'd even heard it spoke to him once.
Bah! Best not dwell on such things! There's more important task to do now than to worry about some creature... which might not lend me it's strength to protect myself for who knows how long.
Ramza had wished it was that easy to brush aside. What if it decided not to appear at all? He shook his head and stared straight ahead as the lift opened. Orion Brenton was the other holder who'd signed up for this mission as well. They'd left the Library earlier that day and headed out to Olivia Town as soon as possible. The risk was too high and there's no time for sight seeing. Having skimmed through the profile of his partner, Ramza thought that he couldn't have gotten a better partner.
Fight fire with fire.
When comes to worst, at least he could hide behind Orion and escape the explosion. Ramza sighed. Just how could something so deadly fall into the hands of a bunch of thieves? Then again, as a thief himself, he did find the idea kind of exciting. So much power within one's hand. Ramza stepped forward as the man behind the desk beckoned them closer.
"Orion.." he glanced over his shoulder. "..would you please do the questioning? Don't forget to ask about the video footage as well.."he said before turning to the nervous man before him.
Codename: Midsummer Explosion
"Tell me, oh Arthur, why do we have to go through this? Why isn't the world fair enough, so that those who are pure of heart would live in peace? Is the world really such a corrupted place, that those like me, and like you, are to fight for the longest time in order to vanish evil from the land? Tell me, oh Arthur, wielder of the sword of swords."
"You shall not think too much about this, Lady Salia. The world was never a fair place. But that is why people like us exist. So that we may bring the world a fraction closer to being as fair as people would deserve. Now, let us rest. We need to be in full strength if we are to tackle your next mission with good chances of succeeding. Be my master, and I will be your sword. Rest assured."
Salia closed her eyes, and tried not to think too hard about the next mission she was to face. Soon, she was falling asleep between the silky sheets of her bed. That was one thing the Library had; while its rooms were not luxurious, they were comfortable enough. "Stop calling me 'lady', like that, Arthur. Why would you do that anyway...?" Salia spoke, her voice revealing she was half-asleep already."That is the term we use with women who deserve the highest respect in my land." Arthur, King Arthur in fact. He was the ruler of a kingdom of old times. Not just any kingdom, but a kingdom from another world. How he came to be her spirit, Salia did not know. "You are in my world now, Arthur. And when we trust someone, we simply use their name, to show our proximity. Understood?"
Salia had read a lot, as it was to be expected from someone who lived in the Library. She had learned a lot of stories from old times, when the knights were a commong sight. At first she was curious to know if she would find Arthur's kingdom. But it was soon obvious she would not find it. Therefore, she had come to love those times, with the nobility and their stories. However, she was not part of it, nor wished to be called 'lady' in such a way. "Of course... Salia". In the end, the girl fell asleep, and so Arthur came to guard her mind for the time being.
"Such heat... why did I accept a mission on these terms? I mean, not just taking care of the mission but also supervising what the other two do... not like I'm above them anyway" It took a good while, but Salia finally arrived to the town. It was a rather backwater place, but it had its charm. Salia knew she could come to like it. So this mission was about getting some stolen goods back, and making sure they didn't explode? What was that, a bomb? Salia didn't like things that could possibly explode. It meant they'd have to be extremely careful with it, and an added danger is always bad.
A sweatdrop went down Salia's temple. "But it really is hot in here..." She was also supposed to work with these other two people who were supposed to be speaking with Mr.Midsummer. Apparently, one used to be a thief and the other one had the profile of a diplomat... interesting combination. With her aboard, that would make them look like the odd trio around. Her orders were clear about not having to go inside until her partners were to leave the building. Salia was worried the library was planning to keep information hidden from her. After all, she'd have to trust those two in whatever they said, or she would not be able to help at all. Could she trust anybody else, other than herself?