Alkalians by Caleb Bugai

Author:Caleb Bugai
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: black rose writing, alkalians, caleb s bugai
Publisher: Black Rose Writing

Chapter 8

Befriending the Big Guns

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Around the same time that day, in an open field on the college grounds, Rose sits in the shade of the single tree beside her as she plays music on her flute. The tone of her music is calm and peaceful with a steady rhythm and alternating high and low notes, a bright and enchanting stream of sounds that flows out across the field with the gentle breeze blowing by her.

Playing her flute is one of few ways Rose meditates or relaxes, which she figures she has time to when Serpanz informed her they weren’t going to train that day. So she came out into the field by herself, and is deep into meditation through her music.

At some point in her personal past time, focused on the sweet sounds she makes with her eyes closed, Rose is startled, the last note on her flute coming out as a sharp whistle, when she hears a loud, masculine voice call out to her from somewhere nearby. “Ah hah, so that’s what all that noise was! If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the Wind Spirit was singing to me, its beautiful voice reaching me in the breeze. But, sure enough, the only one who’s been ‘singing’ around here is you!”

Rose looks over to her left to spot the surprise visitor approaching her. A tall, robust man in a gray uniform with black pants, his brown hair short and mangy like a bush, has a beaming smile on his face and in his green eyes as he is escorted by two other men, one on either side of him, in the same kind of uniform. On his vest is a single badge, a brass emblem of two axes crossed over a shield. Coming to a stop a few yards away from her, the man gives her some type of salute, where his left arm crosses over his shoulder before sweeping back over to his side as he bows, and says, “It’s a wonderful thing to at last meet you, Rose Alamence.”

While she curiously blinks at the man and his company before her, their stature and age telling her they were senior students, and can’t recognize their faces, she does recognize the uniforms, the lead man’s salute, and the badge on his chest, his family crest. Rose regards the man before replying, “I suppose it is, uh, Buster Harmada?”

“Haha, yep, that’s me! Buster Harmada, the one-and-only!”

“Oh!” Setting aside her flute and standing, Rose returns the salute, both a courteous and disciplined greeting for any citizen of the militarized state of Riaquen, before saying, “It’s an honor to finally meet you, Buster.”

“The feeling is mutual, Rose! All I’ve heard about you, back home and here even, have been good things about your intellect and skills. But now that I can see you myself, I’d say they were right about your beauty and grace, as well!”

Chuckling, Rose replies with a slight blush, “Your compliments are well received, Buster. And you’re not so bad-looking, yourself.

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