Hello. Hope you are all having a lovely summer. Mine is busy but good.
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After their run up the mountain, the days at school passed quietly. For them at least. The five buffoons had started a small uproar and subtle investigation of the school. Overall, it was proving quite boring. They could not even spar in the morning, as the girls were not allowed in the dojo. It was a man's sport, or so the rules stated. Many of the girls and boys disagreed, but there you have it. It was muggy and hot to top it off.
Solaris folded her paper into a fan and put it to good use. They were in History class with Kracken again. Boring. If she were Duo, she would have pulled a dozen pranks by now in order to survive. He would not have been caught on any of them either. As it was, the only thing she'd done was send spitballs at seemingly impossible targets. Nobody even looked at her. She was careful to avoid splatting Wufei, as he would know she could pull it off and get pissy again. Now it had lost its fun though. She settled down to doodling on a scrap piece of paper. By the time class was over a fully shaded dragon wound around the corner of the page. She would tear out the page and add it to her collection later.
Wufei knew full well that Solaris was the cause of the 'ewws' and 'grosses' around the room. He did not manage to catch her at it, however. Not that he minded, as long as she avoided him. He would die before admitting it, but the other's reactions to getting splatted were hilarious. When no more hushed exclamations came, he glanced to his right over his shoulder and saw she had turned her attention to her book and pencil in hand. He idly wondered what she drew this time.
It was not until the next day that something finally happened with their mission. It seemed that Sensei Kracken had taken the evening class off. The two of them immediately got quite ill. Solaris with a migraine, and he with an ill stomach. They were both given permission to return to their dorms. They did so, but only for a few moments and then they were gone, tracking their illusive prey.
Parking their rather obvious Aston martin outside a private baths, they ordered a session and slipped out the back taking a set of keys with them. On the far side of town, they found Kracken hovering over a cup of coffee and a set of Tec papers only a geek could understand. From where they sat, Solaris could here the conversation perfectly. It only confirmed that the woman was their next target leading to the end of the X90s.
When the two separated, Solaris slipped away and followed the woman. The lady was in no hurry making it easy to stumble into her and attach two tracking bugs to her clothes. Heero was in the area. They had called him earlier. He would pick up her trail while they took out Kracken.
Finally, they were getting somewhere after three weeks. The way the woman walked was proof that she was from Oz. Kracken did not walk like a soldier, but she did. Melting away into the crowd, Solaris left her to return to her partner.
"Shall we?"
"Of course. I am quite ready to leave this damnable school." Wufei stood tossing money on the table for their bill and they left. Kracken was moving back to his dusty lair. There they would corner him.
The neighborhood hummed with the evening sounds as they approached the house in their borrowed car, parking it behind the house. The door gave easily under her lock-picks and they stepped inside. A TV in the living room offered the only noise, besides that of the snoring man. It really hadn't taken him long to fall asleep. He must have had a long day. Too bad for him it was about to get much, much longer.
Wufei pressed the flesh-warm muzzle of his gun into the man's pale neck. "It's doubtful he knows more then the onna."
Solaris checked the messages on her phone for the newest set of orders that they had been expecting. "Heero has his target. We have orders to kill him."
"Shooting him seems terribly messy. Would you do the honors?"
As her answer, Solaris pulled a three-inch needle out, which gleamed darkly in the light. "May you find solace in death." She plunged it into the slumbering man's neck. Solaris sneered, as he still did not stir. "Wake up." She slapped him hard.
With an undignified snort, the man jerked up in his seat. "Sora, Wufei? What are you two doing here?" He took in the gun pressed against his neck.
"We are here for your death. You will find it quite painful I am sure. The poison must be taking affect by now. Hurts doesn't it?" Solaris purred. "It is the reparations for you dishonorable actions against the people."
TBC
Okay I guess I got bored with the dude and ended it there. He's quite dead now.
Sorry for the delay in getting it up. Beta Yaris had it done, but it saved wrong and he lost it, so he had to do it again.