"Is he… Is he not back yet?"
"Sorry ladies," Lieutenant Commander Amilia Thorne wryly said at the dozen young girls glaring at her. "But ever since the new Commander appeared. Altair hasn't been showing up. Although…" She smiled. "If you're lucky, you might see him late at night training his sword beneath the moon."
"Then is he joining the Tournant?" A young woman with long blond hair asked. She was of the rank of warrant officer and one of the first Altair ever treated within Alia's dical Ward.
"To my knowledge?" Amilia began giggling as the young woman before her ears began to perk. Their cheeks all but flushed by the news of revolving around the boy that bore the bearings of a lordling. " Altair will be appart of the—"
"Kyaaaaa~"
Blown away by the screams of the young woman, Amilia scratched her head, unsure what to make of your forr assistant popularity. Each day, it seed to have been climbing in rank. Amilia found she had to exhibit presence rely to get to the hordes of a woman blocking the ward for a glimpse of their elusive Lord.
She smiled, wondering if he ever did take a look at the information about puberty she sent him.
"Now, Shoo,' Clearing her ward before any more disturbances ca, a spring of laughter caught the lieutenant commander's ear.
"He's quite sothing! Isn't he." Commander Sanders growled, beaming with a bright smile and a healthy glow. He glanced at the ti, counting the seconds till noon when lunch would arrive. "So where is he? I've not seen him since the assassination attempt."
"Truthfully?" Amilia said, checking his vitals for any irregularities with the scanner. "I've no idea. He's been MIA since that redhead cared for him."
"And that bothers you?" The Commander noticed.
"We are still in the sa unit… technically," Amilia muttered before injecting a cocktail of probiotics protein, steroids, and a few stimulants into his IV.
"When is he leaving for Genesis?"
"Three years," Amilia told him. "When he's fifteen. By then, he should have t all the requirents needed to join the Royal Imperial Academy."
"Do they already know about him?"
"Probably," Amilia said. "I'm not too in the loop, but it's highly likely. You know Scorpio ca to see him a few weeks ago, right?"
Sanders growled again. "I loathe those Corpo bastards. There nothing more than rcenaries and Bantits."
"But… Altair needs them. Five years we have him. Three technically before he joins the Academy, where he'll receive the best education within the Four Pri Worlds."
Silent, Sanders looked up at the pale steel walls wearily, finding himself nearly wishing Babels Tower had never risen on Earth, wishing he'd so much as heard of the Four Pri Worlds.
***
Greyish skies rumbled, shrieking within blood-red arcs of lighting unfolding through the skies, bringing about thunderous vibrations that sent a tingling sensation through the air. Slowly, flicks of water fell, and before long, a downpour.
"Hurry it up!" Commander Borris barked, leading the recruits forward. "Move it! Hurry it up! Move it!"
"SIR!" shouted the Recruits, blinded by the rain's heavy downpour slapping across their eyes.
In the distance, on top of a lone tree, a young man with long black hair that hung to his shoulders watched, occasionally glancing up at them and then down to the book in his hand. Oddly enough, the rain did not seem to touch his body. Instead, ripples in space seed to sway back and forth, creating an invisible domain around him.
"What are you doing?" Reina inquired, dressed in the imperial forces' navel uniform, from down below. "Are you making it rain again?"
Altair laughed. "I'm rely testing out my range," he said, having found that it was rather unnecessary to conjure the elent of lightning directly from his body when he could do it from a distance.
By manipulating the Mana in the air to help create an artificial charge, he could generate lightning. However, the power was substantially smaller due to not requiring refined Mana, but what was found in any particular region.
"It took a while… But I managed to make it rain." Altair joked, hopping down. He hurried beneath Ren's umbrella. "I figured since I could pull Mana into my body… I should be able to direct it outside my body. And guess what, it worked." he said, ignorant of how great a feat he'd perford.
Ren pulled away, smirking, pointing the finger at him as she cradled her umbrella. "You don't get an umbrella! Soone ate steaks yesterday and didn't even bring any leftovers… I an, you didn't even invite !"
The Prince mischievously grinned. " Co on, Ren… please… I'm getting wet," he said, utterly dry due to his almighty resistance.
~(>_
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