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17. Revenge
Warning: Character death (not Lockon or Tieria)
With a determined air, Tieria stared at the loud, red-haired man in front of him. The pilot was bragging about how many times he'd gone into battle against the gundams and how he'd survived by sheer skill.
//"Who do you think the loud-mouthed idiot is?" "I don't know, but I could care less as long as the mission goes well.//
"Well, aren't you too pretty to be in this bar on your own?" The red-head who'd been so loud before slid onto the stool beside him.
Turning slightly towards him, Tieria flashed his most seductive smile. "I don't know… I feel pretty safe around all of these solders." With one painted fingernail Tieria traced the metals and pins on the pilot's jacket, as he looked up through his mascara-coated lashes.
//"Tieria; why are you wearing a dress and make-up?" "Because I have to go undercover and it's safer if I do so as a woman."//
Grinning broadly, the pilot puffed his chest out a little. "Of course you're safe. What say me and you get out of here?" He suggested with a crude smile.
//"When we make love the first time it isn't going to be angry sex in the ready room." "How about 'slow sex in the Dynames'?" "That works for me."//
"Sure, hot stuff." With a pleased smile, Tieria led the red-head out of the bar and kept smiling until they were in a small area of the pleasure district, where he'd disabled the camera system. Turning to the pilot, he shoved him against the wall of an alley.
//"What's wrong?" "I don't like being held down." "Then you'll just have to ride me."//
The pilot held up his hands and grinned. "I don't mind things a little rough, hun… But why don't we save it for the hotel?"
//"There's the place." "A love hotel? You've got to be joking." "We have the time, so why not?//
Slowly shaking his head, Tieria's smile slipped away. "No, Patrick Colasour… What happens tonight won't be in a hotel room."
//"Aw, come on." "No… once is fine, but I'm never going into a love hotel again."//
As if realizing something wasn't right, Patrick stared to move away, only to become aware that the street was far away and there wasn't anyone close. Staring at the woman he'd picked up, he tried to intimidate her. "You won't do anything to me… I'm a pilot with the AEU."
//"Hey, isn't that the loud mouth from when Setsuna crashed the intro of the new mobile suit?" "I could care less. Focus on the mission."//
"And I am a member of Celestial Being whose lover died as a result of your actions." With a flick of his wrist, a knife fell into his palm. Then before Patrick could scream or fight him off, Tieria slit his throat.
//"I don't like taking human life so wastefully." "It's part of the mission… I don't like it either."//
Leaning over the bleeding man, Tieria smiled his most beautiful smile. "When you get to the other side, tell Lockon I love him."
// "I love you, Tieria." "What?" "You heard me… now say it back." "You're an idiot."//
When the light had faded from the soldier's eyes, Tieria turned to where he'd stashed a change of clothes and some make up remover. Quickly he changed clothes, braided his hair extensions out of his way, and removed his make-up. Everything was stored back in his bag and, without a second glance back, he left the alley.
//"Lockon? Come in, Lockon. What's your status? Lockon! Damn it… Lockon?"//