Unsure Soldier
Standing to attention, wearing their standard uniforms, crisp and clean. The soldiers of the fort found themselves in front of a government official.A mouth set in a thin line, glasses framed their face, as they scanned the assembled men and women, with eyes of ice. Their face was stone, giving nothing away. The atmosphere in the room, akin to a scene, straight out of a military play.
The image, however, would immediately break upon spotting the individual, standing beside the stern man.
A young girl, who barely looked like she was out of school.
A few of the younger troops, almost murmuring, confused by her presence. The presence of their seniors, however, kept the greenhorns in shape.
'Their daughter? Odd that they'd bring her here.'
One of these older soldiers thought to themselves, as they stood at attention.
Not that they could judge, too harshly.
'If it weren't so dangerous here. I would have loved to be able to see my daughter and wife everyday. The wish of every husband and father.'
The official spoke. "Everyone, as I'm sure you know. Your former commander, and the men who fell with her, have been promoted posthumously, for their actions in the defense of Vale."
A small pause followed this, for a moment of silence, before the man continued. "However, we cannot leave such a vital defense be leaderless, and thus, we have decided to appoint an individual, who has proven herself quite skilled. "
Confusion almost seemed to ripple across the soldiers, even as they contained themselves.
Shifting their glasses up, the bureaucrat gestured to the young woman at his side, before stepping to the side. An invitation, she took, standing where he once did, with a sort of stilted grace.
There was something odd about how she walked. An observation, quickly forgotten, however, as she made a declaration, akin to electricity, seizing the assembled men and women.
"Salutations! My name is Penny Polendina. I will be in charge of this base, from now on. It's nice to meet you all!"
'The higher ups have officially lost their minds.'
Almost releasing a small sigh, the elder soldier held it in.
'...well, perhaps, her appearance is more deceiving than it seems.'
Polendina stepped back, ready to hand the spotlight back to the paper pusher, only to almost trip, catching herself at the last second.
"I'm fine!" She called out.
'Very deceiving.'
And thus, began the adventures of Penny, newly made flesh android.
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Twin blades danced in the wind, as they shot from a gauntlet, connected through their respective wires, and cutting the air where they stood. The wielder drew them back.
Catching said blades, with the ease of practice, Penny gave a slightly exhausted sigh.
'So, this is what feeling tired is like, how interesting.'
Stretching, she prepared to start again, before a knock on the door startled her.
"Commander, are you here?" A voice called out.
"Yes!" She rushed to the door, and opened it.
On the outside, stood one of the infantrymen, whose name she attempted to remember.
'What was it...Mac Hughes, that's right.'
Mac Hughes stated, saluting. "We could use your assistance."
"I'll be right there!" She confirmed.
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Coming in relatively daily, the wave of Grimm surged towards the base. Guns blazed as the soldiers fought back to defend themselves.
A single figure stood in the middle of it all, their swords flying.
Cutting down Beowulf, after Beowulf. Aura protected Penny, as she not only threw her swords, but used them in melee to slice and dice. Her gauntlet covered fists lashing out, when needed.
Mac watched it all, as part of the garrison.
'Can't say much about anything else, but she's a damn good fighter.'
Far more, than he expected someone so young to be.
The Grimm slowly dwindled, and soon enough, they were all dealt with.
Another wave ended, with no casualties to boot.
Tired men and women, checked the perimeter, before making their way back inside.
All the while, looked over by one ginger haired leader.
'...maybe, this won't be so bad after all.'
A picture in the pocket of his uniform, Mac wondered when he'd get to see his family again.
Well I said, I would do it, and I did. Welcome to the first omake of Lords of War~
Wanted to keep things short and sweet.
Wanted to keep things short and sweet.
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