Background:
This story is set in an AU that combines certain aspects of thorlds of GW and WK. Essentially, I added aspects of the GW universe the WK universe. In this universe, Gundams and mobile suits exist. The
Gundam pilots' identities are well-kept secrets. OZ and the Romefeller
Foundation did/do exist. The Eve Wars occurred. Also the Barton
Foundation did exist and did try to destroy the Earth Sphere Unified Nation
(ESUN/UN), which, in this, is an international body that resembles the UN
but is more powerful. In the GW timeline it's about two years after EW.
In the WK timeline, it's shortly after the final episode.
Notes:
I've decided to call that since Aya-chan is out of her coma, it would makense that her brother would use his own name again. So, throughout thiic Aya will be called Ran.
The music at the club was earsplitting, but that didn't seem to fazhe black-clad couple in the corner booth. Then again, judging from theiurrent activity, it would take quite a lot to faze them. The girl watraddling her partner's lap and doing something very interesting to hieck. At least, he seemed to find it interesting, given the distracteook on his face. What exactly she was doing was hidden by the fall of heong, dark brown hair and if someone had gone closer, they might havoticed that the sounds did not quite match the apparent activity.
"I've got some interesting stuff from Germany," the girl said inthe man's ear. She didn't whisper. No one was nearby, and if she hahispered, the man would not have heard her over the music. That was onf the reasons that they had chosen this location for their meet. No onould see or hear well between the music, the dark and the strobe lights.
After all, wasn't that the point of a club?
"Why are you giving it to the Japan branch?" the man asked, his facow covered as she lifted her head up.
"The group that I have information on was once active in Japan.
There are still people here that would be interested in their movement,"
she said as she moved to his ear
"What is their name and what information do you have on them?" hsked in a voice that belied the expression on his face. The woman did nonswer her companion's question. Instead, she guided his hand up her tighhirt. His deft fingers soon found what they were supposed to, however, it of microfiche tucked into her bra. "Is there anything else?" he askeer.
"Tell Barman that this a week old and that I want to meet with Weiss.
We will set up the rest," she answered. There was no more talk aftehat. About five minutes later, she pretended that he had said somethinhat offended her and walk off in a huff, giving him a slap for gooeasure. She entered the throbbing mass on the dance floor and he neveaw her again. When he returned to headquarters, he dutifully gave hieport and handed over the microfiche.
* * *
"I know those feet," said Youji with a smile. "Manx." As he liftehe screen to let Manx in, Youji noticed another set of feet. "Barman," htated confidently. Manx and Barman quickly ducked under the metal gate,
smiling at Youji. Youji wasted no time in putting his arm around Manx'houlder, "Long time, no see."
"And yet, you are still the same as ever," Manx replied, trying tide her amusement and stepping out of Youji's arm.
"Hello, Manx-san, Barman-san. Nice to see you," Omi greeted theolitely, although there was a touch of worry in his voice. Who would
Weiss have to kill now?
"Hello, Omi-kun," Manx and Barman replied, as they moved towards thasement. The other members of Weiss headed to the basement steps withouomment.
Even when everyone was gathered in the basement, there was no missioisc forthcoming. Instead, Manx began to speak. "Barman and I aren't heroday with a specific mission. Barman has some information that you wilind very interesting. In addition, she has a proposal that I suggest yoccept."
The members of Weiss fixed their attention on Barman as soon as Mantopped speaking. "Kritiker was an extensive operation before Esseestroyed us, however, we could never gather all the information anesources we needed on our own. We often shared intelligence with otherganizations with similar goals. One of our most reliable and informativontacts is a woman named Kyra. She supplied much of the information ohe Takatoris. Today she came to me with some startling information. Shays Schwartz is still alive." There was a hiss of breath from Ken and
Youji at this sentence. Omi looked shocked. Ran's eyes narrowehreateningly. "She has more information, but she wants to give it to yon person. She would like you to work with some members of herganization to take down Schwartz for good."
"Did she have any proof?" Ran asked coldly.
Barman handed over a black and white photograph. Its resolution wauzzy but the person in the photo was Schuldich. However, his wild orangair was cut and he was dressed in a conservative suit. Ran examined thicture and silently passed it to Omi.
"Is Kyra's help dependant on us joining her?" Omi asked.
"She hasn't decided. She needs to speak with you first, but she diay that she would only pass on any new information that she finds if yoork with her organization."
" Her organization?" Ken asked.
"They are called the Preventers. Kyra is their primary intelligencgent. They eliminate threats to world peace. They were responsible fonding the threat of Mariemaia's army."
"Impressive," Youji stated. The room was quiet for a while as Weisbsorbed the information and considered their options.
"Have you made a decision?" Manx asked. "I, for one, think that yought to meet with her."
Ken sighed, "I had hoped that Schwartz, at least, was finished, but I
guess evil never dies. I'm in."
"I'm in, too," Omi agreed.
"I accept," Ran stated.
"I'm in, too. After all, Kyra's got to be over eighteen."
Manx smiled, "Just barely."
Barman began, "We cannot give you a write-up on Kyra as she forbidhem to be made, but here's what I can tell you. The agent known as Kyrs really Lily Elena Banks, Countess of Gurn. She is nineteen years old,
although every document concerning her sights her age as twenty-one. Shs one of the wealthier women in the world. Her assets are estimated at
100 million American dollars. Our first contact with her was two yeargo, around the time of the Barton Foundation incident. She has been absolutely reliable source of information."
"100 million dollars. Impressive." Youji commented.
"Both of her parents were wealthy," Barman stated matter-of-factly.
"Can you tell us anything else?" Ran asked, returning to the topic.
"Not much. She might tell you more when you meet her. Tomorrow yoill get a call from Lily Banks. She'll ask you to provide flowers for arty she's having. She'll want to discuss arrangements with you thaight."
"Who's idea was that?" Youji asked.
"Hers."
"She knows what our cover is?" Omi asked, concerned.
"Yes, I can almost guarantee that she knows more about you than yonow about her."
"Did you tell her about us?" Omi asked.
"No."
"She's very impressive," Manx commented. "Persia dealt with her aell and I met her on several occasion. Her public persona is an almoserfect mask that hides a brilliant, serious and dedicated mind."
"Is she pretty?" Youji asked.
"Yes," Manx answered, amused.
"Then I'm looking forward to meeting her."
This story is set in an AU that combines certain aspects of thorlds of GW and WK. Essentially, I added aspects of the GW universe the WK universe. In this universe, Gundams and mobile suits exist. The
Gundam pilots' identities are well-kept secrets. OZ and the Romefeller
Foundation did/do exist. The Eve Wars occurred. Also the Barton
Foundation did exist and did try to destroy the Earth Sphere Unified Nation
(ESUN/UN), which, in this, is an international body that resembles the UN
but is more powerful. In the GW timeline it's about two years after EW.
In the WK timeline, it's shortly after the final episode.
Notes:
I've decided to call that since Aya-chan is out of her coma, it would makense that her brother would use his own name again. So, throughout thiic Aya will be called Ran.
The music at the club was earsplitting, but that didn't seem to fazhe black-clad couple in the corner booth. Then again, judging from theiurrent activity, it would take quite a lot to faze them. The girl watraddling her partner's lap and doing something very interesting to hieck. At least, he seemed to find it interesting, given the distracteook on his face. What exactly she was doing was hidden by the fall of heong, dark brown hair and if someone had gone closer, they might havoticed that the sounds did not quite match the apparent activity.
"I've got some interesting stuff from Germany," the girl said inthe man's ear. She didn't whisper. No one was nearby, and if she hahispered, the man would not have heard her over the music. That was onf the reasons that they had chosen this location for their meet. No onould see or hear well between the music, the dark and the strobe lights.
After all, wasn't that the point of a club?
"Why are you giving it to the Japan branch?" the man asked, his facow covered as she lifted her head up.
"The group that I have information on was once active in Japan.
There are still people here that would be interested in their movement,"
she said as she moved to his ear
"What is their name and what information do you have on them?" hsked in a voice that belied the expression on his face. The woman did nonswer her companion's question. Instead, she guided his hand up her tighhirt. His deft fingers soon found what they were supposed to, however, it of microfiche tucked into her bra. "Is there anything else?" he askeer.
"Tell Barman that this a week old and that I want to meet with Weiss.
We will set up the rest," she answered. There was no more talk aftehat. About five minutes later, she pretended that he had said somethinhat offended her and walk off in a huff, giving him a slap for gooeasure. She entered the throbbing mass on the dance floor and he neveaw her again. When he returned to headquarters, he dutifully gave hieport and handed over the microfiche.
* * *
"I know those feet," said Youji with a smile. "Manx." As he liftehe screen to let Manx in, Youji noticed another set of feet. "Barman," htated confidently. Manx and Barman quickly ducked under the metal gate,
smiling at Youji. Youji wasted no time in putting his arm around Manx'houlder, "Long time, no see."
"And yet, you are still the same as ever," Manx replied, trying tide her amusement and stepping out of Youji's arm.
"Hello, Manx-san, Barman-san. Nice to see you," Omi greeted theolitely, although there was a touch of worry in his voice. Who would
Weiss have to kill now?
"Hello, Omi-kun," Manx and Barman replied, as they moved towards thasement. The other members of Weiss headed to the basement steps withouomment.
Even when everyone was gathered in the basement, there was no missioisc forthcoming. Instead, Manx began to speak. "Barman and I aren't heroday with a specific mission. Barman has some information that you wilind very interesting. In addition, she has a proposal that I suggest yoccept."
The members of Weiss fixed their attention on Barman as soon as Mantopped speaking. "Kritiker was an extensive operation before Esseestroyed us, however, we could never gather all the information anesources we needed on our own. We often shared intelligence with otherganizations with similar goals. One of our most reliable and informativontacts is a woman named Kyra. She supplied much of the information ohe Takatoris. Today she came to me with some startling information. Shays Schwartz is still alive." There was a hiss of breath from Ken and
Youji at this sentence. Omi looked shocked. Ran's eyes narrowehreateningly. "She has more information, but she wants to give it to yon person. She would like you to work with some members of herganization to take down Schwartz for good."
"Did she have any proof?" Ran asked coldly.
Barman handed over a black and white photograph. Its resolution wauzzy but the person in the photo was Schuldich. However, his wild orangair was cut and he was dressed in a conservative suit. Ran examined thicture and silently passed it to Omi.
"Is Kyra's help dependant on us joining her?" Omi asked.
"She hasn't decided. She needs to speak with you first, but she diay that she would only pass on any new information that she finds if yoork with her organization."
" Her organization?" Ken asked.
"They are called the Preventers. Kyra is their primary intelligencgent. They eliminate threats to world peace. They were responsible fonding the threat of Mariemaia's army."
"Impressive," Youji stated. The room was quiet for a while as Weisbsorbed the information and considered their options.
"Have you made a decision?" Manx asked. "I, for one, think that yought to meet with her."
Ken sighed, "I had hoped that Schwartz, at least, was finished, but I
guess evil never dies. I'm in."
"I'm in, too," Omi agreed.
"I accept," Ran stated.
"I'm in, too. After all, Kyra's got to be over eighteen."
Manx smiled, "Just barely."
Barman began, "We cannot give you a write-up on Kyra as she forbidhem to be made, but here's what I can tell you. The agent known as Kyrs really Lily Elena Banks, Countess of Gurn. She is nineteen years old,
although every document concerning her sights her age as twenty-one. Shs one of the wealthier women in the world. Her assets are estimated at
100 million American dollars. Our first contact with her was two yeargo, around the time of the Barton Foundation incident. She has been absolutely reliable source of information."
"100 million dollars. Impressive." Youji commented.
"Both of her parents were wealthy," Barman stated matter-of-factly.
"Can you tell us anything else?" Ran asked, returning to the topic.
"Not much. She might tell you more when you meet her. Tomorrow yoill get a call from Lily Banks. She'll ask you to provide flowers for arty she's having. She'll want to discuss arrangements with you thaight."
"Who's idea was that?" Youji asked.
"Hers."
"She knows what our cover is?" Omi asked, concerned.
"Yes, I can almost guarantee that she knows more about you than yonow about her."
"Did you tell her about us?" Omi asked.
"No."
"She's very impressive," Manx commented. "Persia dealt with her aell and I met her on several occasion. Her public persona is an almoserfect mask that hides a brilliant, serious and dedicated mind."
"Is she pretty?" Youji asked.
"Yes," Manx answered, amused.
"Then I'm looking forward to meeting her."