Exhibition Match
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: "Dear, dear, this is awkward..."
Contains: Descriptions of blood. Life of a Union modified human.
Notes: Set pre-series.
Written for anon's prompt, '“Well this is awkward…” Aris, Crombel, Yuri ~' Another one that took me ages to get around to, haa...
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 455
Status: Complete
Yuri heard Aris grinding her teeth beside him as they watched her experiment fighting against Crombell's. From the very start it was obvious Crombell's was toying with Aris', drawing out the fight and as much blood as possible.
"Dear, dear," he said, his voice soft, "this is awkward..." It wasn't only that the fight wasn't just an exhibition match to see how well Crombell's experiments did against Aris', but the 9th Elder was also watching how well the two fared against each other. To lose in front of him... Aris would not be happy.
The match finished when Aris' experiment collapsed, blood gushing from the stump left of their arm. Crombell's experiment threw her head back and laughed.
"Oho," the 9th Elder said, his image in the corner of the screen, his mustache and beard twitching. From the few times Yuri had seen him, that happened when he was smiling behind all that hair. "Crombell, you've reached new heights! Aris, if you don't continue improving, Crombell will soon surpass you!"
"As if I would let that happen," Aris said, tittering behind a hand, and Yuri saw her hand that was off-screen fist, her arm trembling. He wouldn't be surprised if her nails had broke the skin again.
"Then I look forward to your next exhibition match." The 9th Elder's face disappeared.
"Doctor Aris." Crombell dipped his head and then his face disappeared from the screen.
Aris switched off the screen and as soon as the screen had faded from sight, she snatched up the glass on the table beside her and threw it against the wall. It shattered, leaving a wet stain all over it. "That pig!" she screamed. "Crombell was never this good! That bastard is using someone else's work, I know it!"
She whirled around to glare at him, drawing herself up. "Yuri, collect samples from the fight. I need to know what he's doing. And then I'll use his own work against him, hah." Her voice softened, ending in a mutter.
"Of course," Yuri said, hiding his grimace of distaste with his usual smile. His life was better with Aris than when he had first started out as an experiment, but there were still jobs he didn't want to do but couldn't decline. "I will be back shortly."
"Ah…" Aris said as Yuri began to leave. She held up a hand, blood dripping from her fingertips.
She could heal faster that he could. Yuri continued smiling. "But first, I'll clean your hand up, hm? We wouldn't want anyone to see any blood on you."
Aris giggled, all traces of her anger disappearing. "Oh Yuri, you do know how to look after me!"
It wasn't as if she had given him any choice…
Summary: "Dear, dear, this is awkward..."
Contains: Descriptions of blood. Life of a Union modified human.
Notes: Set pre-series.
Written for anon's prompt, '“Well this is awkward…” Aris, Crombel, Yuri ~' Another one that took me ages to get around to, haa...
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 455
Status: Complete
Yuri heard Aris grinding her teeth beside him as they watched her experiment fighting against Crombell's. From the very start it was obvious Crombell's was toying with Aris', drawing out the fight and as much blood as possible.
"Dear, dear," he said, his voice soft, "this is awkward..." It wasn't only that the fight wasn't just an exhibition match to see how well Crombell's experiments did against Aris', but the 9th Elder was also watching how well the two fared against each other. To lose in front of him... Aris would not be happy.
The match finished when Aris' experiment collapsed, blood gushing from the stump left of their arm. Crombell's experiment threw her head back and laughed.
"Oho," the 9th Elder said, his image in the corner of the screen, his mustache and beard twitching. From the few times Yuri had seen him, that happened when he was smiling behind all that hair. "Crombell, you've reached new heights! Aris, if you don't continue improving, Crombell will soon surpass you!"
"As if I would let that happen," Aris said, tittering behind a hand, and Yuri saw her hand that was off-screen fist, her arm trembling. He wouldn't be surprised if her nails had broke the skin again.
"Then I look forward to your next exhibition match." The 9th Elder's face disappeared.
"Doctor Aris." Crombell dipped his head and then his face disappeared from the screen.
Aris switched off the screen and as soon as the screen had faded from sight, she snatched up the glass on the table beside her and threw it against the wall. It shattered, leaving a wet stain all over it. "That pig!" she screamed. "Crombell was never this good! That bastard is using someone else's work, I know it!"
She whirled around to glare at him, drawing herself up. "Yuri, collect samples from the fight. I need to know what he's doing. And then I'll use his own work against him, hah." Her voice softened, ending in a mutter.
"Of course," Yuri said, hiding his grimace of distaste with his usual smile. His life was better with Aris than when he had first started out as an experiment, but there were still jobs he didn't want to do but couldn't decline. "I will be back shortly."
"Ah…" Aris said as Yuri began to leave. She held up a hand, blood dripping from her fingertips.
She could heal faster that he could. Yuri continued smiling. "But first, I'll clean your hand up, hm? We wouldn't want anyone to see any blood on you."
Aris giggled, all traces of her anger disappearing. "Oh Yuri, you do know how to look after me!"
It wasn't as if she had given him any choice…