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Gallian Hound (VC3)	By : GinOle Category: +S through Z > Valkyria Chronicles Views: 1668 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Valkyria Chronicle and the character and gain no profit by writing this fic. The franchise are belong to their respective owner. except Anastagi(OC)

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"ok...this is confusing"
The squad currently waiting for the breakfast inside the mess tent. While they chat, Felix come up with a question about the new tank driver. It's not about her as a whole but her age. He said that you need long training to ride a tank even APC or other armored unit to get that license of at least one unit type. And most of the driver required to be at least 17-20 years old. The last statement hit their head. They keep talk about it and look back at her many times. No matter how you look it, she look like she just hit 18. Most of the tank driver are allowed to drive a tank on battlefield when they reach 23-24 (based from Gallia military record).
"umm...teach" Anastagi take a seat beside her
"yes?"
"uhh, sorry since this is random and not lesson related but, how old are you?"
That somehow trigger her smile. Venomous smile and Anastagi sense it very well.
"oh, you want to know?"
"w-well i err..." Anastagi almost slip Felix name "i just read this book on the day off about tank driver. they got long training shit and thrown to the hellhole-"
"language" warn Carissa
"sorry, they got long training and allowed to be on battlefield at the age of...23?"
Carissa sigh but her smile still there "ah well, this is fine example knowledge is deadly. if i told you i forgot after i reach 20, would you believe me?"
"...but..." Anastagi look at her appearance "with this look i can't tell. your somewhat young and small as if you're at 18"
Carissa roll her eyes "i hope that small part are my height?"
"of course, what else?"
Carissa just smile and pinch his cheek "you really gullible student. anyway, i'm not lying. i don't count after i reach 20. and in case you still curious" she proceed to whisper "i already drive on the field back at the first europa war"
"oh really? gotta look up another book and guess huh?" said Anastagi rubbing his cheek
Carissa let out sigh of relief. If he learn history beforehand, he may be shocked. Maybe cardiac arrest.
A few minutes later...
"teach can you stop shaking i'm trying to eat"
"it's spicy! why spicy food for breakfast!"
"why? this is normal ration we eat everyday...you always give us this supplies" said Anastagi scooping another to his mouth
The nameless tank is about to get upgraded thanks to the recent battle. It is enough said that their small tank won't gonna hold much beating if it let as it is so Carissa decide to take some idle time to use her remaining source for upgrading. She may be stripped from R&D but she still allowed to sell and make request although since she loss some of her authority, changing priority of request is no longer her right. Somehow the tank has a little life by the look after little tinkering.
"big boy now a real big boy huh? tough tin can" taunt Anastagi to the idle cold steel armor
To his surprise, the turret move to his position.
"fuck!"
"language"
Anastagi pick his radio "teach?"
Carissa come out from the tank "i don't think taunting a tank will profit any of us here"
"well, i just want to know if you busy. just finish some drill...my ear ringing again. anyway, we study again later evening?"
"if we didn't caught up something yes" said Carissa before get back in
"alright then i leave you to your own world"
"that's quite words out there. learn some poet?"
"yeah thanks to my cute teacher now i-"
*CLANK!*
"whoa there teach what was that?"
"just wrench..."
It's been 4 days and no new mission for the 422. While day off seems nice, for them, it was unsettling after Kurt revelation about a mole who will bring their life to hell for their own gain. Kurt also complain that he having hard time contact commander since their base are moved to bunker. The news still talking about the angry mass and to make thing worse, some of the mass make some small group and start a civil war.
"things rather heat up...teach do you read this depressing paper everytime?" ask Anastagi
"it is. now you see why newspaper is never been on our material" said Carissa
"right. anyway, i get us some food. this time Amy cook for us"
"is it spicy?" frown Carissa
"teach you such a picky"
"i can't eat that much if it is. i don't want to waste food either so if it's spicy, don't mind me"
"fine. i try to ask if there's any"
After sometime, Anastagi comeback with some loaf of flat bread. Although in all honesty, this re-heated bread is hard as rag. Maybe taste like one.
"just this but she did add some flavor to this but nothing spicy. you can chew this right?"
"better than none"
The next morning...
"so i heard you teach that fencer yes?" ask Gloria
"yes. just out of blue honestly"
"well you do care about him. not to mention for what he did last night"
"he did what?"
Gloria blow her pipe "that kid bring some bread, many of it right? he told Amy he bring some to you. there was a real food there but something make him only eat bread. is he got punished for bad study?"
"n-no, he said we only have bread"
"heh, guess he don't like having feast while you eat flat bread. it was spicy food after all"
Carissa frown "i run my mouth too much i guess"
Another night, another lesson. Anastagi start to think this is their daily routine instead fighting. He grasp some of those words and sometime surprised because either the words are something that he always says or seen but don't know how to read them or put into paper. He still not bother why the merchant lady turn tank commander want to teach him since she was busy woman in the first place. Although Gloria tease him saying that she find some use of him and plan to manipulate him.
"teach this rather hard to say..."
And now he found the teacher fell asleep among the paper. Anastagi sighed and smile and about to leave. But not before fixing her position slowly. However he stopped when he see the scar on her neck. It was well hidden as the collar of her shirt is covering it. The scar, blood, and her limp body. And those faint words...
"you..."
He tripped and fell.
"fuck...ouch..."
That awake the merchant lady and she see him rub his back and standing up.
"what happen?" ask Carissa
"n-no, i just about to leave. we can continue this later teach"
"sorry gotta end early"
"nah, you busy lady i get that and i see it. just rest okay?"
Carissa let out yawn "you too"
"i would but after i'm done with my watch. i keep you safe teach, sleep easy!" then he left
Anastagi take a deep breath outside the tent before looking for his favorite trio for tonight watch. But as he walk away from the tent, an image of her dying on his hands haunt him for a second. He even see his hand bloody before it back to normal.
"she's safe now...it's alright...it's alright..." he mutter those words until he find the trio
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