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Orange Garment II

  And so the week continued, and his heart was clouded with all kinds of emotions. The biggest one was a pain in his chest, followed by a hole in his stomach when he crossed paths with “Haleena”, even thought she was 6 years older than him he wanted to know more about her. He found out that she had been Orange for 1 year now. Her golden hair mesmerizing and her green cat like eyes. It was said that she came from the northern lands, which are covered in snow most of the time. She had a big build and was towering the same 1.8 m as the young man. For Drazel, that only added to her charm.

  Sahir

  You should tell her how you feel, love is not prohibited in the Order. As long as it doesn’t interrupt training, and in your case, it is not love, it is the lack of it that is doing that.

  Drazel

  But how can I do that? It is easier said than done. Have you done it before?

  Sahir

  I have in fact, I have had 3 girlfriends since I joined the Order, and I’m currently seeing a Red girl.

  Drazel look of disbelief mixed with new found respect led to a fairly obvious question:

  Sahir

  Wait, don’t tell me…is this the first time you feel this way?

  The Mighty Rookie nodded.

  Sahir

  No way! Then how old are you?

  Drazel

  I’m 15, next month I’ll be 16

  Sahir

  Whaaat?! A kid beat me? This is impossible! Are you some kind of genius?

  Drazel

  I wish…if I was, I wouldn't be here talking with you about how to confess to her.

  Sahir

  It’s not that hard, just approach her. Preferably when she is alone…girls tend to form packs, and believe me, getting inside would be harder than getting Black garments.

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  Drazel

  So let’s say I approach her…what do I say?

  Sahir

  Just look her in the eyes and tell her that you like her, that you would like to go out with her, just ignore the fact that she is the Lioness.

  Lioness was the nickname that the students gave to “Haleena” as her fierce battle style resembled a lion. It was said that she had never lost a duel since arriving at the Order.

  Drazel

  Okay, okay, so I do that, then what? Do I kiss her? Or what is next?

  Sahir

  Hold your horses man, I mean, kissing is not a big of a deal, but for you it might…don’t look at me like that, just take things slowly, at first just spend some time, go with her to someplace in between trainings. You know some of us like to go to “Varan” . It's a matter of being resourceful.

  Drazel

  “Varan”? The town? Don’t we have prohibited going there until we get our Blue garments?

  Sahir

  “Follow your instincts” Remember? One of the dogmas…I’m following mine

  Drazel

  suuure…so let’s say I do all of that, how will that help me with my Spear training?

  Sahir

  You said it yourself, you feel your chest tighten, a hole in your stomach, you sweat when she is close and you can’t focus, it’s simple man…you are in love. Love is like a disease, if you keep the feelings inside things will get worse.

  Drazel

  You mean that if I let it out of my system, then I’ll get back to normal?

  Sahir

  If thing go well, yes, something like that

  Drazel

  And If they go bad?

  Sahir

  Don’t think like that! Do you go into a fight thinking that you will lose? Just go! I’ll talk with some of the other girls and find out a suitable time for you to make your move

  Drazel

  Thanks I appreciate it Sahir

  Sahir

  Don’t mention it kid

  Drazel

  Kid? How old are you?

  Sahir

  Older than you kid

  The day after, when the students were eating lunch Sahir approached Drazel with indications. Supposedly, the Lioness would go every day before sunset to the Dragon Claw Tower to practice with her spear and would leave at night.

  The plan was for him to approach her and confess his feelings, as simple as plans could get, what could go wrong?. Like that without further ado, the young man waited anxiously until it was time, he sneakily moved towards the Tower, there he saw her golden hair dancing in the hair with each strike, and each movement generating something inside of him. Suddenly all the momentum he had gathered vanished, and in his mind a lot of “What ifs” started to pop. He was unable to move and that way, the night came and she left with him being unable to tell her how he felt. I’ll tell her tomorrow he thought and went to his bed chamber.

  One month went by without any changes, and he became just a stalker or at least that was what Sahir said to him. Thankfully, by talking with Sahir, he managed to return to his previous shape, his strikes were once again precise and his movements recovered some of their fluidity.

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