She had seen him! Her thoughts bubbled as she carefully watched him from
underneath the brim of her cap. It had to be him. She would never forget
those cold eyes. The eyes that watched her as she was pulled towards her
downfall. She cursed herself for not having a lethal weapon on her. Not a
gun; that would be too slow to satisfy her blood lust. She wanted to slit
his throat, or to beat him down with her own hands. She would kill him
before the day was over. Or not. She needed time to think. She pulled off
her cap and straight ebony hair fell down past her shoulders, stopping just
above the small of her back. She pushed on the nose of her cat's eye
glasses, her eyes narrowed in vengeance. She was rather a funny spectacle.
She made her way to her boss, a smile bursting onto her lips. "I'm taking
off early. Get Carlos to cover me."
The fat man looked up from his clip board, high cholesterol and a bad
marriage strangling his voice. "What? Shut the fuck up and get back to
work."
She twitched an eye, a sure sign of anger. "Fine. I quit." She began to
walk away, breathing deeply, but her temper got the best of her. Spinning
around, she yelled, "And you're wife's cheating on you with one of your
crew members. Have fun guessing which one!"
The man watched her walk away and began to clutch his chest. "What?! Get
back here, ya little-"
She punched in the code to the airlock, smiling at the little tune in her
head. She waited in the compartment as the gravity took affect, hoping he
would be in view. As she waited, she removed her blue uniform and tossed it
aside. Underneath she wore a simple pink tank and a pair of jean shorts.
She stepped onto the sidewalk and raised her head, her nose scrunched
slightly as she looked for him.
"You lost?" A deep and casual voice hit her ears and she turned with a
fierce frown on her face. She was surprised by a young priest.
She looked away, but kept her eyes on him and inclined her head. "Listen,
fucker, I don't want to donate to your stupid church. I'm broke, okay?"
Duo was taken aback, until he remembered his clothes. He gave a velvety
chuckle to this odd girl, obviously confusing her ever so slightly. "No, I
just wear this."
"What?"
He smiled. "You heard me. It's my basic wardrobe." He took a step closer
towards this girl, taking note of the smooth muscles embedded in her arms.
Something told her he didn't want to mess with her, but ever the foolishly
brave one, he persisted. "I was just wondering if you were lost. You kinda
looked the part. I know this colony pretty well..."
She cut him off. "Forget it, pervert."
His eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed. "Fine, ya cold bitch."
As he began to walk away, the girl noticed a thick chestnut braid sway ever
so slightly against the black of his clothes. Her eyes opened as she
realized he had been walking away from the same ship as the boy she would
soon kill. "Hey, wait!"
He raised a hand and waved her away as he continued to walk. He was in no
mood to listen to some feminist rant about why you should never use the
word bitch. "No really, stop! I'm sorry, I-" He turned around and she
walked closer to him. "I think I've mistaken you." She flashed him a smile
which he returned. "Uh, actually, yeah, I am lost and I need some help.
See, I'm supposed to meet someone, but I don't know where. Maybe you could
take me around here until I see it. Once I see it, I'm sure I'll remember."
Duo nodded as she took a place at his side. "Sure, I'm in a gracious mood."
As they began to walk down the sidewalk, he added, "So who are you
meeting?"
She smiled darkly, though Duo took no notice as he was busy watching a
woman in a short skirt walk down the opposite side of the street. "Oh, just
an old friend."
*
Heero connected to the internet. The pages took forever to load. It seems
public libraries could only afford cable connections. Finally, he was able
to log on to his e-mail server. After entering his password, he looked at
the surrounding book shelves in a half-lidded stare. He really needed to
try reading a whole book sometime. When his inbox became visible, he
checked for an e-mail from one of the other pilots. After deleting a few
forwards from Duo (why would Heero read any love chain-letters?), he opened
a message from Trowa. It read:
Heero- Quatre and I will be at the point at 4. We'll wait. Wufei can't until 5. Hope it conforms with the schedule. -Trowa
Heero logged off, then began hacking into the computer to erase any trace that he had used it. The reasons they had come to this L3 colony was too important to screw up with such a minute detail. After the rendevous, they would stay the night in a cheap motel on the southside of town. From there, they would calculate the best way to hack into the OZ filing system and dig up some blue prints on a new model of MS that had recently come into play. The OZ Soul, it was called. There was really nothing known about it. Not even Doctor J had been able to tell him much, other than it consisted of a few gundanium parts and that the rest was a steel alloy. He couldn't even tell Heero what color it was. Just great. * "So, is this your first time in the colonies?" Duo looked down at the strange girl as she pushed away a stray dog that was attracted to her. As she looked away, he took a quick sniff of her hair. He was sure she used vanilla shampoo. "Shoo..." She looked up at him, though ever so slightly. "Huh? No, I've been around here a few times. How else could I recognize the place?" "Oh, right." They continued to walk in silence around the park. He was uncomfterable. Talking to her was almost like talking to Heero. And at least Heero had told him his name. "Hey, uh, what do they call you." She looked at him like he had grown a second head. "What are you talking about?" He laughed. He found her strangely endearing. One moment, she knew everything, like when she had told him to fuck off, and the next...well, she was completely niave. She was real sensitive, too. "I meant, what is your name?" He could have sworn she blushed. "Well why didn't you just ask like a normal person? It's Keli." He nodded as they continued to walk. She looked up at him through the corner of her eye. "Well?" "Well what?" She frowned. "Well what's your name? Duh." He blinked. "Well...why didn't you just ask like a normal person? It's Duo." She laughed. Rather cruelly, I might add. "That's a funny name." He gritted his teeth. "Hey! Better'n yours." She smiled. "Yeah, right. Mine's Gaelic. It means warrior or church. Your's is what, Latin? And it means two?" He frowned. "Hey, if you're just going to make fun of me, I'm going to leave you to find your little meeting place all by yourself." Keli caught herself and bit her tongue. Damn, she was going to ruin eveything. "No, no," she said in a softer tone, "Sorry. My parents never taught me any social skills."
*Note* Yes, yes, I admit it. It's a shameless plug of myself as a GW char, but c'mon. I needed a name and who reading this hasn't ever written a shameless lil' fic where *you* where a GW char. (Maybe you didn't upload it for all to read, but, hey)*
Heero- Quatre and I will be at the point at 4. We'll wait. Wufei can't until 5. Hope it conforms with the schedule. -Trowa
Heero logged off, then began hacking into the computer to erase any trace that he had used it. The reasons they had come to this L3 colony was too important to screw up with such a minute detail. After the rendevous, they would stay the night in a cheap motel on the southside of town. From there, they would calculate the best way to hack into the OZ filing system and dig up some blue prints on a new model of MS that had recently come into play. The OZ Soul, it was called. There was really nothing known about it. Not even Doctor J had been able to tell him much, other than it consisted of a few gundanium parts and that the rest was a steel alloy. He couldn't even tell Heero what color it was. Just great. * "So, is this your first time in the colonies?" Duo looked down at the strange girl as she pushed away a stray dog that was attracted to her. As she looked away, he took a quick sniff of her hair. He was sure she used vanilla shampoo. "Shoo..." She looked up at him, though ever so slightly. "Huh? No, I've been around here a few times. How else could I recognize the place?" "Oh, right." They continued to walk in silence around the park. He was uncomfterable. Talking to her was almost like talking to Heero. And at least Heero had told him his name. "Hey, uh, what do they call you." She looked at him like he had grown a second head. "What are you talking about?" He laughed. He found her strangely endearing. One moment, she knew everything, like when she had told him to fuck off, and the next...well, she was completely niave. She was real sensitive, too. "I meant, what is your name?" He could have sworn she blushed. "Well why didn't you just ask like a normal person? It's Keli." He nodded as they continued to walk. She looked up at him through the corner of her eye. "Well?" "Well what?" She frowned. "Well what's your name? Duh." He blinked. "Well...why didn't you just ask like a normal person? It's Duo." She laughed. Rather cruelly, I might add. "That's a funny name." He gritted his teeth. "Hey! Better'n yours." She smiled. "Yeah, right. Mine's Gaelic. It means warrior or church. Your's is what, Latin? And it means two?" He frowned. "Hey, if you're just going to make fun of me, I'm going to leave you to find your little meeting place all by yourself." Keli caught herself and bit her tongue. Damn, she was going to ruin eveything. "No, no," she said in a softer tone, "Sorry. My parents never taught me any social skills."
*Note* Yes, yes, I admit it. It's a shameless plug of myself as a GW char, but c'mon. I needed a name and who reading this hasn't ever written a shameless lil' fic where *you* where a GW char. (Maybe you didn't upload it for all to read, but, hey)*