Note: Excuse the delay. I just wanted to keep the "777" update date rolling for a while, lol.

The Lighter Side

AGunslinger Girl fan fiction by:

Sintendo

Being the most mature, tamed, and responsible out of all the rest, Claes was the only cyborg allowed to continue to use any and all electronic means of communication; meaning she was the only one who still had a restriction-less cell phone, music player, and computer. Of course, when put into account that she was rooming with one of the most reckless girls in the whole of the SWA (when it came to electronics), the two were bound to collide.

"Come on." Triela begged.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Come oooooon… Myspace!"

"Triela, I can't!"

"Come on, lemmie get on MySpace for a few seconds."

"Hillshire will get mad at me."

"MySpace! Please! I need it!"

"Triela! You're hurting me!"

"GIMMIE!"

"We're not allowed to communicate with the outside world! Why in the world did you make a 'Myspace' account?"

The blonde froze for a moment in a rather bizarre pose. After a second of rest, she smiled sheepishly.

"It's not like that…" she began.

"It's not like… what?" Claes asked.

"I… I swear, Claes, I never put up any pictures! I even lied about my age! Nobody will recognize it's me!"


Meanwhile, at the office, business was being processed as usual. The musky odor in the air was a common anomaly as well as an occurrence considering the late summer heat. It was ignored, though, as men and women pushed papers to and fro in a frantic attempt to finish as much work as possible before returning the next day to continue the cycle that protects their country.

Jean, however, lounged around his desk, lazily clicking away at his mouse and gazing into his computer screen.

"Jean?" Jose called from behind, "What are you doing?"

"Checking this… 'Myspace' thing."

"Oh?" Curious, the little brother took a closer look and read a few words, "'DangerousKurves' ... Who's that? She sounds like a total hottie!"

"Ha! Well, bro, She and I have been communicating recently. Apparently she lives right here in Rome! Blonde… bronzed skin… she also says she's an excellent marksman. I tell ya, bro, she sounds TOO good to be true! I want to meet her someday…"