New Thal, Part Three
By day five, Voule’s squadron had become something Jenny believed that she could be proud of. It had taken much more work than she ever imagined any group of non-trainees would need but in the end, she decided it was worth it. No longer was Voule easily tackled; there were actual fights now when she tried to pin him to the ground. It made her happy and the way he smiled at her made her blush and long for someone planets away.
She supposed that she could really visit him if she really wanted to. After all, she only had to step through her shuttle door and more than often, Jenny appeared there. Then she could see Bart and maybe Donna and Edward and everyone else she loved there. Yet, something kept her on New Thal. Jenny suspected it had to do with finally being a part of an actual army, properly having her inheritance put to work.
Dad would be disappointed. And that was another reason to see this through - to prove to herself and to him that she could be as amazing as he claimed she would be when she was dying.
“You boys have become such soldiers,” she told Voule proudly on the fifth day after target practice. She eyed the various sheets, unable not to beam at the 90% kill rate. “This is great, Voule. We’ll present your accomplishments to General Zat and then we’ll go and deal with the Purebloodss and end this war for good.”
The dark haired teenager looked at Jenny with bright puppy eyes. He followed her around without hesitance, like a shadow she hadn’t asked for. “You really think so?”
“Yeah,” she answered, feeling a pang in her hearts at his smile. “I totally know so. Soldier, remember?”
Voule laughed, hesitantly reaching out for her hand. Jenny accepted it without thinking twice and swung their arms happily. It had felt good to have a friend here, even with his crush. “I don’t know what we would’ve done without you, Jenny. I think the General might even send us out on the mission to Skaronite.”
“You think so?”
“With your training?” Voule squeezed her hand as his smile brightened. It sort of reminded Jenny of her own smile, and the smile of someone she loved. “I totally know so.”
“Let’s go find General Zat and show off, then.” Jenny flashed Voule a challenging smile. “Last one there!”
She took off running. It was also strange, she noted, to know that this time she would win the race.
She supposed that she could really visit him if she really wanted to. After all, she only had to step through her shuttle door and more than often, Jenny appeared there. Then she could see Bart and maybe Donna and Edward and everyone else she loved there. Yet, something kept her on New Thal. Jenny suspected it had to do with finally being a part of an actual army, properly having her inheritance put to work.
Dad would be disappointed. And that was another reason to see this through - to prove to herself and to him that she could be as amazing as he claimed she would be when she was dying.
“You boys have become such soldiers,” she told Voule proudly on the fifth day after target practice. She eyed the various sheets, unable not to beam at the 90% kill rate. “This is great, Voule. We’ll present your accomplishments to General Zat and then we’ll go and deal with the Purebloodss and end this war for good.”
The dark haired teenager looked at Jenny with bright puppy eyes. He followed her around without hesitance, like a shadow she hadn’t asked for. “You really think so?”
“Yeah,” she answered, feeling a pang in her hearts at his smile. “I totally know so. Soldier, remember?”
Voule laughed, hesitantly reaching out for her hand. Jenny accepted it without thinking twice and swung their arms happily. It had felt good to have a friend here, even with his crush. “I don’t know what we would’ve done without you, Jenny. I think the General might even send us out on the mission to Skaronite.”
“You think so?”
“With your training?” Voule squeezed her hand as his smile brightened. It sort of reminded Jenny of her own smile, and the smile of someone she loved. “I totally know so.”
“Let’s go find General Zat and show off, then.” Jenny flashed Voule a challenging smile. “Last one there!”
She took off running. It was also strange, she noted, to know that this time she would win the race.