15min fic #92
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Title~ General v General
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All~ mine
Notes~ 15 minute fic, word 92. There's always been a certain rivalry between the army's First General and the General of the Own, so this is a bit of that ^^
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“We’re on strike.”
The army’s First General leant back in his chair, eyebrows raised and hands behind his head. “Is that so?”
The fifteen heads in front of him nodded, some with more certainty than others.
“Aside from the other Generals, you’re the highest paid bunch in the kingdom,” Niloren reminded them calmly, “Why might you be on strike?”
“Working conditions,” Rau stated simply. The others murmured and nodded behind him in agreement.
Niloren sighed and stared blankly at the ceiling. “This is about the Aiea-damned baths, isn’t it?”
“It’s getting worse,” the Own’s General confirmed. “Have you been in there recently?”
The First General raised an inquiring eyebrow at the swordsman, wondering vaguely if the comment was a hint at his personal hygiene.
“It’s obvious something died in there,” Rau persisted, “And we refuse do any training until whatever it is gets removed. ‘We’ being the whole army, not just the Own.”
Again the men murmured and nodded their agreement.
The General sighed again. “I’ve already spoken to Majesty about it, and he said something would be done within a week. I can’t do anymore than that for you.”
The Own’s General folded his arms. “When exactly did you speak to Majesty?”
Niloren just barely managed to keep himself from cringing openly. “A week ago,” he muttered, causing an exasperated groan to rise from the ranks.
Rau threw his hands helplessly in the air. “How hard can it possibly be to find whatever it is that died in there and get it out?”
Niloren rested calmly back in his chair, regarding the other General with half-lidded eyes. “Like I said, it’s in Majesty’s hands now. I suggest you take your problems to him.”
Rau narrowed his eyes menacingly at the First General and swept out of the office, the rest of the Own in his wake.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All~ mine
Notes~ 15 minute fic, word 92. There's always been a certain rivalry between the army's First General and the General of the Own, so this is a bit of that ^^
“We’re on strike.”
The army’s First General leant back in his chair, eyebrows raised and hands behind his head. “Is that so?”
The fifteen heads in front of him nodded, some with more certainty than others.
“Aside from the other Generals, you’re the highest paid bunch in the kingdom,” Niloren reminded them calmly, “Why might you be on strike?”
“Working conditions,” Rau stated simply. The others murmured and nodded behind him in agreement.
Niloren sighed and stared blankly at the ceiling. “This is about the Aiea-damned baths, isn’t it?”
“It’s getting worse,” the Own’s General confirmed. “Have you been in there recently?”
The First General raised an inquiring eyebrow at the swordsman, wondering vaguely if the comment was a hint at his personal hygiene.
“It’s obvious something died in there,” Rau persisted, “And we refuse do any training until whatever it is gets removed. ‘We’ being the whole army, not just the Own.”
Again the men murmured and nodded their agreement.
The General sighed again. “I’ve already spoken to Majesty about it, and he said something would be done within a week. I can’t do anymore than that for you.”
The Own’s General folded his arms. “When exactly did you speak to Majesty?”
Niloren just barely managed to keep himself from cringing openly. “A week ago,” he muttered, causing an exasperated groan to rise from the ranks.
Rau threw his hands helplessly in the air. “How hard can it possibly be to find whatever it is that died in there and get it out?”
Niloren rested calmly back in his chair, regarding the other General with half-lidded eyes. “Like I said, it’s in Majesty’s hands now. I suggest you take your problems to him.”
Rau narrowed his eyes menacingly at the First General and swept out of the office, the rest of the Own in his wake.