Captain's Superior For Short の小説・ストーリー

They were gallant men and they were ready to do my bidding. “Who is the man with the highest rank and who is the man who is the fastest horse rider?” I asked them. I was going to do things hastily since I had no time to waste. Two men came outside instantly. I nodded at them and they took the cue to introduce themselves. “My name is William and I am the captain of the elite force,” the first man answered me. “After Commander Gabby, I am the next in command.” I nodded my approval and looked towards the other man.

“You had it made for me? It’s…small?” “To your specifications, yes,” the captain says with a proud sigh. “It’s one-of-a-kind and top of the line, Cadet, so. Don’t drop it off the blind or anything. Cost a pretty penny. Want to see how she shoots?” Desperately pleased I look up at the Captain and laugh a little, nodding eagerly.

You can catch the bad guys, but don't let yourself get badly hurt. The captain stood up first and said, "Let's go, we'll meet them. You guys just follow behind me, I'll do the talking." Had just walked a few steps when the skinny man's guys spotted me: "Stop! What are you doing?" The captain smiled and said, "What else could we do here? Of course, we're here to sneak across." But his subordinate didn't care: "Who introduced him?"

I ate it just to spite him. We were sitting on a bench, me trying not to shiver, him scrolling through comments on the post like it was the morning paper. “‘They look so happy’,” he read aloud, smirking. “‘Captain finally bagged a baddie.’ ‘He’s way out of her eague.’ That one actually was not my favorite. I rolled my eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “It’s kinda fun.” He bumps my shoulder. “Admit it. You’re having fun too.”

“That’s good. Submissive already.” I bit back a laugh, keeping my face as steady as I could. “There can only be one captain on a ship. And on this ship… you’re the captain.” “Huh.” He took two steps back from the bed. Another thing Aaron hated was surprises. He hated being caught off guard. Being unaware meant weakness. He smiled, less crooked this time. “You should be like this more often, you know.” “Like what, sir?” I asked. He stepped closer. So close our faces were only inches apart.

However, Freed and his group swiftly moved to intercept him. The Stormwatch captain was clad in armor, but he lacked the imposing presence of a warrior. Instead, he gave off a somewhat sleazy vibe. The middle-aged captain knew he had no way to escape, so he asked in a slightly obsequious manner, "What brings you here, sir?" Freed quickly formulated his words and then said coldly, "We have orders from our superiors. We don't want to harm our own people, so as long as you clear the way, no one will get hurt."

The people standing at the front of the crowd looked at each other and then sneered. "Fuck you!" The captain was so angry that he wanted to kill them on the spot to vent his anger. However, he suppressed his anger after recalling his superior's order and asked coldly, "Bastard, your leader has run away. Are you sure you want to continue fighting?!" "The leader?" The man sneered. "He's our alliance head, but do you know who's the real leader?"

I had totally misjudged the preworkout given to me ; Captain , my bestfriend , had bought me a serving today as we are training together. Captain – a tall guy with a big heart , who is as blunt as….a blunt knife , I guess. Not only is he my bestfriend , but he is my coach. He is someone who not only who helps me follow my workout plan , educate me about bodybuilding and push me to achieve my best , but he also stands by me through my troubles. Talking to him , is the easiest and the advice is definitely not sugar coated.

Captain Marco was seated in his office, he was rolling the chair’s wheels around while checking his watch like he was waiting for something to happen, he noticed one of the cops walk to the detective’s office and whisper something in his ear. Of course, he might be the captain and by that, the highest ranking officer in this station, but the detective was still in charge here; these were his men, he organized and taught them everything they know, it’s not a surprise that they would owe him their loyalty.

Captain Rodgers, a loyal and capable leader, approached me with a respectful nod. "Greetings, Queen Uriah," he greeted me warmly, his voice carrying a sense of authority and dedication. I returned his greeting with a nod, acknowledging his presence. "Captain Rodgers, I trust the training is progressing well?" He nodded, a proud glimmer in his eyes. "Indeed, Your Majesty. Our soldiers are disciplined and prepared for any challenge that may arise." I observed the soldiers with a discerning eye, searching for any signs of unusual behavior or hidden intentions. Each movement was precise, their synchronization a testament to their rigorous training. Yet, my instincts urged me to remain vigilant.