22:35, 1st October 1370 ADN (2020), Commander Office, Jotungrad, Helslandr
The noise of a fist hitting a desk could be heard, from a man sitting behind his desk, the hand of his being pale. Though that could not be seen because of the man’s black leather gloves. The man in question that did it was Lord Commander Telve Kvirkdelen, which the man’s eyes glared on the person in front of him. His face was covered with small scars from past battles and his eyes was that of light blue.
“Brother, why did you do it?” Telve said glaring at his younger brother, Tirlid. Who was faking a shocked expression.
“What?! Me? would never!” Tirlid stated in over dramatic tone wearing his usual camouflaged military uniform. "You think so little of me, brother? I am so huuuurt.” Tirlid said in a taunting tone.
Telve stood up in anger his chair feel to his side as he did so and reached over his desk to grab his brother’s uniform. Fist tightly holding into it. “Do not play games with me Tirlid, my brother, the only reason why the commander assembly has tolerated you is on my behest” Telve said his light blue eyes glaring into his younger brother’s red eyes. Their clothes contrasted like their eyes, while Tirlid wore uniform ready for battle Telve wore the grey ceremonial uniform for, his station something Tirlid has commented on being to ‘royal’ in his taste. Tirlid for the first since forever also glared at Telve, and for at least a good ten seconds before Tirlid gave out a sigh.
“Big brother you know my beliefs, so why are you even asking me?” Tirlid said, his voice confused by Telve’s questioning. Of which the older brother let go of Tirlid’s uniform and gave out a sigh.
“I should have elaborated my question, why now?” Telve said, as he picked up his chair and sat back into it. “You know very well that if Norgsveldet’s government finds out you made agreements with that terrorist group, they going to put you head on a platter”
“They not going to know.” Tirlid shrugged his shoulders as he gave a playful smirk at Telve. “After all my awesome big brother, has been available to cover my tracks before, after all I killed that nekomimi politician which no one being available to know!” Tirlid said his voce cheerful.
“I am not going to cover for you anymore.” Telve said his voice silent though not shaken. On which Tirlid looked down on him shocked.
“W-w-what?!” Tirlid voice was shaken and angered, his feelings mixing fear, betrayal and anger all in one.
“I said that I will not cover for you anymore.” Telve said again, clearer and louder. Tirlid was about to speak before Telve interrupted him. “I can not continue to cover for you, I do not want my head to be besides your on that platter”. He said as he put on his reading glasses and took up a pen that was besides a picture of him and nekomimi general Ylva Kattdalen.
“So, they have rotten your mind as well, huh?” Tirlid said as he crossed his arms. As he looked from the picture and to his brother.
“What are you talking about?” Telve said as he looked back up to his brother.
“The nekomimi, they corrupted you mind. Seducing you. You not thinking right, but if you let me I can get rid of that seductress on tha-“. Before Tirlid could continue he saw a Glock being pulled out by Telve, the enraged glare from him made Tirlid understand. His brother did no longer care about his life. Small second of sadness could be seen on Tirlid’s face before he gave an annoyed sigh. “Fine, I leave you be then, brother.” And with that Tirlid walked out of the officer, shutting the door hard behind him.
Telve gave out a sigh, as he looked outside instead of doing his paperwork. Rain hammering down on his office window, and thunder could be heard. “
A storm was brewing.