Deviation Actions
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The big buzz amongst everyone in the facility was the fact that Kumiho (the apprenticeless master of combat) had finally gotten an apprentice... to top it off, everyone was shocked to figure out that it was the greenie, green-tag, that she had chosen! He had finally been selected over those who had higher potential than him, after spending YEARS in the grey section!
Chitter chatter echoed through the halls, and Kumiho closed her dorm door quietly to drown out the noise. She then glanced over her shoulder at her new student, Blaster, who was fast asleep on the couch. He had had a long day.
Kumiho examined him from the door to make sure that he was truly asleep. Convinced, she walked over to her holo-phone. She dialed a sequence of numbers.
She put the phone to her ear and walking to another room, talking quietly, not wanting to wake her student. He deserved a good rest.
“You want to what???” a male voice shouted at the other end of the phone.
Kumiho winced and rubbed her ear before continuing. “You heard me nice and clear. I would like to advance him straight to Dissolved status, please.”
“You on drugs lady? You can’t just go in and request... THAT! It’s ridiculous! Grey to a Dissolved... HA!” the voice said, “He has to go through the other levels first. Just like anyone else.”
“If only you knew how much time I have left... He won’t even make it to apprentice level before I...” she mumbled in Korean before going back to talking on the phone, “Please... I ask this with sheer sincerity... Consider it... a part of my training for him.”
A moment of silence.
The man on the other side of the phone sighed. “Alright... I’ll see if I can pull a few strings, hopefully they’re the right ones.” He muttered, “What size is he?”
---
Green-tag... Blaster yawned as he walked down the hall way.
Kumiho, glanced back at him. “Blaster, please try to keep up. We can’t keep the first day of training waiting.”
He looked up at her. “The others are getting a day of rest... I’ve only had a few hours... Ma’am.”
Kumiho couldn’t help but to smile. “Oh... Don’t worry. If you impress me today, I will give you a day and a night of rest.”
Blaster paused and thought for a moment. Liking the sound of that idea, he straightened his posture and followed her with a more quickened pace.
As they walked, Blaster noticed a group of trainees, three of them, talking and laughing amongst themselves. His eyes widened and he stopped in his tracks.
Noticing this, Kumiho stopped and looked at him. “He has done this before in the big-room.” She thought to herself, “Hmm... Is it a habit when he panics? A defence mechanism, perhaps?”
The trainees stopped and noticed Blaster. One grinned. “Well well... look what we have here, boys... It seems that greenie has stumbled his way out of the grey section and gotten lost.”
“Hehehe, good one Drake. Good one.” The others chuckled.
Blaster lowered his head and avoided eye contact.
Kumiho recognised the trainee called Drake... he was the mean grey from before! She scowled. “Come on Blaster, let’s get going.”
Keeping his head lowered, Blaster followed without a word.
The Trainees hooted with laughter. “What’s the matter greenie? Afraid that I’ll break your balls again?”
One of the trainees looked at the one called Drake. “Drake, you’ve made your point that you don’t like him. I think you should give him a break-“
Drake glared at the other trainee. “Did I give you permission to speak, Jenkins?”
The other trainee backed off, saying nothing more.
---
Blaster sat in silence in the waiting room, occasionally nodding off.
The door to the storage room opened, kumiho stepping out. She cleared her throat.
Blaster jerked his head up, waking himself up.
“Follow me.” Kumiho turned and walked back into the storage room.
Blaster hesitated, not knowing what was in store for him, nevertheless, he followed his master. “Is this all part of training, Master?” the green-tagged grey asked.
“Not yet, but it will be.” Kumiho stated calmly, “And please. Call me Kumiho. I’m not your master.”
Blaster stopped, blinking a few times. “What?...” he looked worried, “But then why did you take me out of the grey sector? Am I in trouble?”
“Not that I know of.” Kumiho motioned for him to keep following, “You don’t have to worry about anything, Blaster. Once you’re equal status of me, nobody should be able to hurt you anymore.”
“Equal? I’m a grey. You’re a-“
She stopped then stepped aside.
Blaster’s eyes widened when he saw the pod that she revealed to him.
But it was what was inside the pod that made his heart stop.
---
“... then I punched him in the nuts.” Drake boasted, “Someone had to put the little sucker in his place.”
“hahaha, good one brown-badge. Drake is awesome.” The small trainee with the blue shoulder pads stated with rough, but quick paced English.
“I dunno. It seemed kinda mean. All he was doing was saluting his respect-“
“Jenkins, my boy. You need to learn to keep your fucking mouth shut.” Drake snapped at the other Trainee, “Your opinions don’t matter. Greenie deserves bullshit because he’s-“
“A Dissolved!” the small trainee pointed with an expression of shock.
The other two looked.
Standing there in brilliant emerald green armor was indeed a dissolved. His posture was slouched slightly with unsurely and shyness. “Um... hi.” He stated with a small wave.
“Hell no.” Drake said while pushing past his pawns, “That aint Greenie, eh? Either you stepped into a portal to the other dimension or you STOLE that armor! You really aching for a butt whoopin, Greenie?”
“Greenie would never steal nothin’.” The Trainee known as Jenkins stated, “Besides. The armor suits him.”
A hairline smile perked on Blaster.
Drake snorted and thwacked Jenkins on the head. “Shut up! Ok, do you know what? We’re done here! C’mon Spider! Jenkins just obviously not get the point of being a trainee.”
“To bully the grays that never make it. Stronger them whimps right out and give them better chance to compete!” the blue trainee babbled.
“Blaster isn’t a grey.” Kumiho stepped from the door and walked up beside the green dissolved, “He’s my partner, and I don’t approve of your disrespect. So unless you want me to contact your masters...”
Drake and Spider power walked in the opposite direction like there was no tomorrow.
Jenkins remained behind. He smiled, “Blaster was it?”
Blaster looked at him. “Y-Yeah?”
Jenkins patted his shoulder, “Glad that everything’s turning out in your favor. I guess that green tag of yours finally shed its luck on ya, huh.” With that, he walked away.
Blaster watched the trainee until he turned the corner. He looked at Kumiho.
She was smiling. “Let’s get going.” She said, “I’d like you to show me what you can do in the training room.”
Picture drawn by *Halo-Yokoshima
