Crossed Wires
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: "So," Ashleen said, "how are you feeling?" M-21 stared at her, his brain refusing to process the question for a second.
Notes: Inspired by Runeofluna.
I haven't watched the OVA so Ashleen's characterisation's my own.
'What if Ashleen survived and Frankenstein raised her while looking for Rai and Muzaka?' AU
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 404
Status: Complete
"So," Ashleen said, flicking her braid over her shoulder and then settling her hand on her hip, "how are you feeling?"
M-21 stared at her, his brain refusing to process the question for a second. How was he feeling? His comrade was dead, and the infected they'd made had been enhanced to the point where the infected could kick his ass with ease, proving just how weak he really was. How he didn't have the power to do anything.
But that was contrasted by the brief window of power he'd been shown, what he could be.
"...I don't know," he admitted after glancing around at the living room to make sure they were alone. There could still be cameras, but he did feel more at ease with Ashleen there, especially if she was relaxed around the other two.
She was a modified human like him, but if she was comfortable enough with the other two to talk back and tell the others what to do rather than shutting up and doing what she was ordered, then M-21 would trust that.
And...it seemed like they'd had similar modifications, though hers were far better than his. The transformation Raizel-nim had shown him for that second, she could do with ease by herself and hold it for longer without looking winded afterwards. She'd fucking taken out Jake with no trouble.
For some reason, his response made her smile. "Don't worry," she said, "this is a good rrrr for you."
M-21 stared at her again. She'd just...growled. Had he hit his head harder than he thought?
Ashleen studied his face, her smile going wider. "Is there something wrong?"
Her mouth wasn't moving. M-21 could see her throat working, but her mouth wasn't shaping words.
"Great!" Ashleen clapped a hand on his shoulder. "You're quick on the uptake." Now that he was paying attention -even though her words weren't making sense- he wasn't sure what language he was hearing her speak in, just that he understood it. "Frankenstein's going to love you."
Before he could respond to that, he froze when Ashleen wrapped an arm around his shoulders. It wasn't a scientist's impersonal touch, as if he was a thing, but it wasn't a comrade's touch just to let him know they were there. Ashleen's touch was friendly, grounding him.
She grinned, starting to tug him somewhere into the house. "C'mon," she said, "I'm going to teach you everything."
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Fic decided to end there, even though I did want Ashleen to say something along the lines that she's doing it because that's just what the older generation do with the younger generation. Also, first person with werewolf blood she's seen in years so hell yeah she's gonna teach him everything she knows!
Summary: "So," Ashleen said, "how are you feeling?" M-21 stared at her, his brain refusing to process the question for a second.
Notes: Inspired by Runeofluna.
I haven't watched the OVA so Ashleen's characterisation's my own.
'What if Ashleen survived and Frankenstein raised her while looking for Rai and Muzaka?' AU
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 404
Status: Complete
"So," Ashleen said, flicking her braid over her shoulder and then settling her hand on her hip, "how are you feeling?"
M-21 stared at her, his brain refusing to process the question for a second. How was he feeling? His comrade was dead, and the infected they'd made had been enhanced to the point where the infected could kick his ass with ease, proving just how weak he really was. How he didn't have the power to do anything.
But that was contrasted by the brief window of power he'd been shown, what he could be.
"...I don't know," he admitted after glancing around at the living room to make sure they were alone. There could still be cameras, but he did feel more at ease with Ashleen there, especially if she was relaxed around the other two.
She was a modified human like him, but if she was comfortable enough with the other two to talk back and tell the others what to do rather than shutting up and doing what she was ordered, then M-21 would trust that.
And...it seemed like they'd had similar modifications, though hers were far better than his. The transformation Raizel-nim had shown him for that second, she could do with ease by herself and hold it for longer without looking winded afterwards. She'd fucking taken out Jake with no trouble.
For some reason, his response made her smile. "Don't worry," she said, "this is a good rrrr for you."
M-21 stared at her again. She'd just...growled. Had he hit his head harder than he thought?
Ashleen studied his face, her smile going wider. "Is there something wrong?"
Her mouth wasn't moving. M-21 could see her throat working, but her mouth wasn't shaping words.
"Great!" Ashleen clapped a hand on his shoulder. "You're quick on the uptake." Now that he was paying attention -even though her words weren't making sense- he wasn't sure what language he was hearing her speak in, just that he understood it. "Frankenstein's going to love you."
Before he could respond to that, he froze when Ashleen wrapped an arm around his shoulders. It wasn't a scientist's impersonal touch, as if he was a thing, but it wasn't a comrade's touch just to let him know they were there. Ashleen's touch was friendly, grounding him.
She grinned, starting to tug him somewhere into the house. "C'mon," she said, "I'm going to teach you everything."
Fic decided to end there, even though I did want Ashleen to say something along the lines that she's doing it because that's just what the older generation do with the younger generation. Also, first person with werewolf blood she's seen in years so hell yeah she's gonna teach him everything she knows!