"Meow."
"You're so cute, Lucky!" Lanie Larkinson grinned and embraced the cat. "Ves is so lucky to have you. Do you think he'll buy me a mechanical cat like you for my birthday one day?"
"Meow!"
While the Sand War intensified, the Cloud Estate had become host to less Larkinsons than before.
Many Larkinsons, whether retired or in the prime of their years, reenlisted in the Mech Corps or volunteered in some other way.
Even without the family explicitly exhorting them to do something, the Larkinsons embodied duty.
All of the Desolate Soldiers fielded at the Cloud Estate and the Mech Nursery were pretty much redundant for the members of the family. Their heritage and expectations of their fellow relatives was enough to move them into action!
The absence of so many Larkinsons made the Cloud Estate a lot less crowded.
Nonetheless, the liveliness remained largely the same. Plenty of spouses of those serving in the Mech Corps remained behind. While they merely married into the Larkinson Family, they already started to embody some of their virtues.
Old, disabled or tired veterans counted among those who remained behind as well. They had already sacrificed too much and wouldn't be able to help much in the war anyway.
Many of them preferred to pass on their wisdom and experience to the next generation of mech pilots at the Larkinson Basic Mech Academy. Their competence in teaching mech cadets had already won plenty of praise from their pupils.
Naturally, the bulk of the Larkinsons left behind consisted of the youngest generation of Larkinsons.
Many young Larkinson potentates moved to Cloudy Curtain in order to attend the Larkinson Basic Academy. Not only would they be able to receive the same level of focused, individual tutelage from all of the Larkinson veterans at the Cloud Estate, they also received excellent instruction at their family's own mech academy.
The teaching conditions at Cloudy Curtain had become so good that most Larkinson potentates preferred to stay at the Cloud Estate rather than the old Larkinson Compound at Ritttersberg!
Even though the capital planet of the Bright Republic was one of the most pleasant places to live on, attending an academy run by experienced Larkinson veterans beat many of the other prestigious mech academies at Rittersberg!
This was why children such as Lanie Larkinson, who recently discovered that she was a potentate, resided at the Cloud Estate.
In her opinion, Cloudy Curtain was a much better planet than Rittersberg!
The Larkinsons and the LMC pretty much dominated Freslin. No one dared to despise the Larkinsons in this local area!
In contrast, Rittersberg hosted many other powerful families and influences. Lanie felt suffocated whenever she visited a city or attended school.
"Meow."
"What's that, Lucky? You want more company?"
"Meow."
The cat thrusted a paw at a tree. More specifically, the person sitting emptily underneath it. Lanie immediately recognized the woman.
"That's our guest!"
Davia Stark was no stranger to the Larkinsons residing at the Cloud Estate. Ves practically dumped her on their laps without much of an explanation besides telling them that she was a foreign mech pilot who had lost her state to the sandmen.
No one made the initiative to approach Davia at first. However, the fearless Larkinson children eventually grew curious enough to approach the stranger.
Right now, one of Lanie's youngest cousins toddled over to Davia.
Afraid that the obviously traumatized veteran might hurt the young boy, Lanie walked over in order to make sure to protect him if necessary.
Much to her relief, Davia did not react to the young child's presence. She merely looked up for a moment and grimaced.
"You shouldn't be here, kid."
"Why not?"
"I don't want your company."
"You look lonely. Do you want a flower?"
With befuddled eyes, Davia accepted the flower that the boy clearly plucked from a nearby flower garden.
When Lanie reached over to the boy, she watched Davia becoming increasingly more fascinated by the flower.
The boy grinned. "See? My parents told me that presents always make you happy!"
The older woman softened a little. "Thank you. This is the first present I've received in years. You're a good kid."
"Yay!"
"Madame Stark. How are you today?" Lanie respectfully asked.
Though the woman did not appear very notable, she carried the same air as the other veteran Larkinsons. In fact, now that she came close to Davia, she felt as if there was more to the foreign mech pilot than she initially realized.
She grew curious.
Davia's eyes raked over Lanie's academy uniform. "You're a potentate?"
"Yup! It's my dream to pilot a mech one day!"
"That's.. admirable."
"I'm a Larkinson after all! We aren't true Larkinsons unless we serve in some way!"
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