The Technician-p
By Princess Raye Fire
He sat in the darkness. With a babbling idiot. The American Pilot would just not shut up.
There was a barely audible click. The door slid open.
A curvy female figure was silhouetted in the doorway. The light from the hall way let him see her gray pants, tall black boots, her gray/green/blue lieutenant's jacket and the matching beret with the pin that said she had once been a specials pilot.
"Gundam Pilots?" a rich feminine voice rolled.
"Yes?" he responded. He knew he looked arrogant. He was on the bed sitting cross-legged, eyes-closed, eyebrow-raised.
"I can help you out of here." She knelt down to Duo. The boy was laying on the floor looking up at her.
Duo watched as the woman knelt over him. Her glasses gleamed while she moved. "I'll get you out of here, if you take me with you."
"Aren't you worried your handlers will notice this?" He asked in his cheeky manner.
She moved her arm and checked her wristwatch. "No. At their most efficient time they will notice the camera laps in…oh… let's say 5 minutes? Yeah, that sounds about right. Any way, you want out?"
"Well, hmm, lets think about this…duh. But how do we know your really gonna help us?" He gave her the patented Maxwell grin.
She reached out to him and offered him a hand. "I was hired as a mole by the doctors, and my jobs done here."
"How do you propose to get us out?" Wufei asked flatly.
"Well…. Around 6:45 this morning the door will open. The two of you will stand and make it to the end of this corridor by 6:55. There you will pick up all the weapons you can carry and head toward hangar 86."
"Hopefully, I'll be there with the shuttle engines warming by 7:10, hopefully." She stood. "We launch 7:15. And Duo, I'll want my watch back." She walked back out of the hall and tossed her black rectangular name pin in the air and caught it.
"What's your name?" He asked as she hit the button to close the door.
She flashed them a grin, the kind of grin known to melt men in their socks. "Most people call me…" The grin turned into more of a smirk. "The Technician."
The door clicked closed and Duo and Wufei shared a moment of frozen confoundment.
The Technician is the colonies most dangerous terrorist and mercenary. Most people thought he was a phantom, a fake. Some colonials thought he was a new age Zorro. But his victims thought of him as a menace, a demon, some thing to run from.
Duo started humming the Zorro theme song. He couldn't help himself. He chuckled.
'Zorro's about to be unmasked.'