"Come on Chris, wake up." Jeanne said with a shake on the shoulder causing a groan to escape as my eyes adjusted to the daylight streaming through the flap in the tent.
"You couldn't give me a few more minutes?" I asked, turning my back to her.
"No I can't, we need to get going." Jeanne said as she gripped my shoulder and rolled me back over on my side. I covered my eyes with my arm before having them yanked back and was looking up at Jeanne.
"Your face looks as grumpy as Lancer's." Jeanne chuckled.
"How'd you even manage to get her up, I figured she'd be hung over." I asked.
"She was more or less." Jeanne replied. "But she seems to hold up better than you do when it comes to waking up." Jeanne pointed out.
"I never was much of a morning person." I sat up in my cot and rubbed the back of my neck.
"It was you who said we're heading out first thing in the morning." Jeanne reminded me.
"I know..." I murmured, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "It's one of those cases where do as I say, not as I do." I said.
"And I'm saying it's time to get up." Jeanne said sternly as she pulled me up on my feet.
"You use much more physical force than my Mom, she would just throw my blinds open and tell me to get up, but you physically drag me out of bed." I joked.
"Could you stop being such a drama queen." Jeanne scolded me. "You know as children my siblings and I would always wake at first light and be out in the fields helping till our families crops and then only afterwards we would have breakfast." Jeanne said.
"So you're saying you slept in when you got older?" I said.
"Of course not, sleeping in was a luxury for us back then." Jeanne said.
"Okay, Okay. I get your point." I said picking up my vest resting against my cot and pulling it over my head and securing the straps in place. "I'll be out in a few." I told her before picking up the bags from Chaldea yesterday and handing them to her. "Here, there's climbing supplies and some warmer clothes for Mashu and you." I explained as Jeanne accepted the bags giving me a weird look in the process.
"You know servant's can't get cold right?" Jeanne pointed out.
"...Ah, I had forgotten." I apologized. "I'm sorry Jeanne, but I had just thought since it will get colder as we ascend ...." I said before being abruptly cut off.
"No, No it's quite alright." Jeanne dismissed my comments with a wave of the hand. "I think it's actually a good idea since when we get behind enemy lines it might help us blend in better at least until we launch our attack." Jeanne said. I'm pretty sure Jeanne was just being courteous so I wouldn't feel so embarrassed, but I wasn't going to say anything. "I'll change right away and once we get set to go to combat I'll switch back to my armor." Jeanne said, something Scathach had done numerous times when switching between her casual clothes and her "armor". "I'll also give Mashu her clothes as well, but you didn't mention there being any for Lancer." Jeanne inquired.
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Fated Destiny Book Three
FanfictionIn the year 2025 Chaldea Security Organization has completed the Second Grand Order postponing Humanities destruction yet again. With the second singularity completed, they still have more questions than answers. Another companion has also joined th...