For bladgirl95
Damn, hopefully, this gonna be a long one. XD But this'll be fun! Enjoy!
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Lyste felt his heart flutter as he watched Kallus pass his workspace, a smile and a wave towards him before taking his leave. The lieutenant let out a sigh.
It had been months since Baron's death. He had mourned enough, with the help of Kallus, who had been there for him whenever he needed some comfort. Over the time, Lyste felt his sadness wash away and was soon replaced by strange yet familiar feelings for the agent.
He wanted to tell Kallus how he felt. He could barely control himself whenever he and the agent were in the same room, which was starting to become more than a one-time thing. He was Kallus's right hand man, after all. He was to help the agent in whatever he needed.
But he was afraid. Afraid that whatever happened with Baron would happen to Kallus. He was afraid that the Rebels would kill him like they killed Baron (Kallus framed the Rebels for the pilot's death, after all).
"Yogar?"
Lyste snapped out of his thoughts and looked up to see Kallus standing in front of him. He gulped. How long had the agent been standing by his desk? HOW DID HE EVEN GET IN WITHOUT MAKING ANY NOISE?!
"Y-Yes, sir?" He slapped himself internally before correcting himself. "Er, I mean, Alex,"
Kallus frowned. "Are you alright, Yogar? I called out to you three times before you responded,"
"I... um," Lyste felt himself blush under his hat. "I was just... thinking, that's all,"
"About what?"
"About... uh..." Lyste swallowed. Should he tell? Well, what else was he to lose? Other than a friend and possibly his rank, there was nothing much to lose. "A-Alex, I---"
BEEP! BEEP!
An alert from Lyste's data-pad suddenly called their attention, causing them to turn to it in surprise. He grabbed his data-pad and opened it to find an urgent message from his family in Garel. Confused, he opened the message and read it. He gasped.
"No..." he dropped his pad and sat back into his chair. "No, no, no..."
"Yogar?" Kallus suddenly looked alert, running to the other's side. "Yogar, what's wrong?"
"My... My mother..." Lyste sobbed, eyes watering down his face as he wiped the tears. "She... She's gone... She... She's dead..."
Kallus looked down at him with sympathy, rubbing his back but not saying anything to let the lieutenant let out his sadness...
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It was a rainy day in Garel. Lyste wore a dark Imperial uniform, crying as the rest of his family laid his mother to rest. They all gathered to say their farewells, each and every one of them breaking down the moment they stood in front of the mausoleum. Soon, everyone took their leave, except for Lyste.
