The next morning, Rain, usually the first to wake up, was surprised
to
find herself second instead.
George de Sand was sipping a cup of coffee delicately enough to make
Rain glad Chibodee wasn't up yet. When he noticed her presence, George rose
to his feet and bowed, kissing Rain's hand in greeting. "Good morning,
Mademoiselle."
"Good morning." Rain sleepily greeted him.
"There is coffee ready, although I'm afraid breakfast hasn't been started
yet."
"Oh, I'll do that." Rain offered, rummaging around for enough breakfast
supplies to feed their not inconsiderable party. While she was preparing the
meal, George talked to her back.
"Rain-" he started, uncharacteristically hesitant.
She paused and glanced at him over her shoulder. "Yes?" she asked,
becoming slightly more alert.
He took a breath and pressed on, customary composure returning. "What
do you think about the future governing of the colonies, or of the Gundam fight
for that matter?"
'Oh, THAT.' Rain was glad he couldn't see her face as she suppressed
memories of the time she'd been held captive in the Dark Gundam. "Well..." she
started slowly. "What did Domon tell you about why Master Asia allied himself
with the Dark Gundam?"
"That it was because of the destruction of the Earth as a consequence of
the Gundam fight. I've thought about it myself, after my battle with Domon in
Paris." George admitted softly.
"Right." Rain confirmed, nodding. She sat down, having finished
everything but the cooking itself and serving the finished products. Blue eyes
met violet. "Master saw the destruction of the Earth when no one else did, or IF
they did, they didn't care. He thought the Dark Gundam, and destroying the
human race itself, was the answer. I don't agree, but I do think that something
has to be done about saving the Earth. I'm not sure what that something is, but
maybe with Dr. Kasshu revived... we can find a way to make the Gundam fight
less harmful in regards to this planet."
George smiled gently. "I hope so."
They sat in companionable silence for a few moments until Domon
stumbled in.
"Not a morning person, Domon?" George asked innocently, after taking a
look at the Japanese fighter's more- tousled- than- normal hair and bleary eyes.
"Urg." Domon answered intelligently.
"I think it's done." Rain observed, removing their breakfast from the fire.
Argo and Nastasha came up together. Nastasha made a comment to Argo
that Rain couldn't quite catch, and slapped her whip into her palm. Rain gave
them both plates and watched Argo's impressive appetite in action with eyes she
did her best not to widen, or let stare.
Sai dragged himself up to them in a manner reminiscent of that of
Domon moments before. The monks followed closely to prevent any escapes
back to the comfort of his bedroll.
"Good morning, Sai Saici." Rain smiled.
"Morning." Sai repeated dumbly. Then he perked up. "Food!" Sai
grabbed a plate before Rain had finished loading food onto it and promptly
began devouring it like a ravenous wolf.
"I'm glad to see you enjoy my cooking." Rain observed dryly, watching
the carnage with something like awe.
"S'good." Sai acknowledged.
"Sai Saici, slow down-" warned Kaiyun.
"- Or you will choke!" Zuisen finished.
True to form, a piece of biscuit lodged in Sai's throat even as he rapidly
shook his head in denial. George spoke over the resulting coughing fit.
"Ah, there's Raymond!"
"Where has he been?" Nastasha barked.
Before George could answer, Chibodee's crew walked up, blinking
sleepily. They silently (for once) took their food and sat down amongst the
others, followed closely by Chibodee, who made a beeline for the coffee.
"He'll be bringing back newspapers for us." George explained, eyeing
Chibodee's worshipful intake of the coffee with some amusement. "To better
explain and understand what's happening in the colonies."
"Nothing to understand." Chibodee grunted. "The Dark Gundam
wrecked two colonies and lots of Gundams and now everybody's pissed off.
And WE'RE supposed to do something about it." He returned his attention to
his breakfast.
"Crude but succinct." George said dryly.
"'Succinct?'" Bunny repeated.
"He summed it up very well with remarkably few words." George
explained. "Especially for him."
"Watch it, Frenchie, I'll smash in that arrogant face of yours." Chibodee
warned.
George only laughed before rising to greet the returned Raymond.
I know it's moving rather slowly but I like writing scenes where they can just interact in something other than a crisis. But don't worry, I'll commence the fireworks soon! :) I got a little ahead of myself so pardon any snags... and please point them out to me when you come across them. Um, I know Dr. Kasshu noticed and cared about the destruction of Earth, but then, Rain's only human! :) Part of her charm is that she's only USUALLY right. And does anyone know how I can get this thing (Word) to upload italics and bold? Any readers, thanks for reading. :) Oh, and I wasn't sure what they'd be eating for breakfast, so I avoided particular foods, since eggs and bread spoil (or at least I think they do) and biscuits are carried on long journeys (like sea voyages Hundreds of Years Ago.)
find herself second instead.
George de Sand was sipping a cup of coffee delicately enough to make
Rain glad Chibodee wasn't up yet. When he noticed her presence, George rose
to his feet and bowed, kissing Rain's hand in greeting. "Good morning,
Mademoiselle."
"Good morning." Rain sleepily greeted him.
"There is coffee ready, although I'm afraid breakfast hasn't been started
yet."
"Oh, I'll do that." Rain offered, rummaging around for enough breakfast
supplies to feed their not inconsiderable party. While she was preparing the
meal, George talked to her back.
"Rain-" he started, uncharacteristically hesitant.
She paused and glanced at him over her shoulder. "Yes?" she asked,
becoming slightly more alert.
He took a breath and pressed on, customary composure returning. "What
do you think about the future governing of the colonies, or of the Gundam fight
for that matter?"
'Oh, THAT.' Rain was glad he couldn't see her face as she suppressed
memories of the time she'd been held captive in the Dark Gundam. "Well..." she
started slowly. "What did Domon tell you about why Master Asia allied himself
with the Dark Gundam?"
"That it was because of the destruction of the Earth as a consequence of
the Gundam fight. I've thought about it myself, after my battle with Domon in
Paris." George admitted softly.
"Right." Rain confirmed, nodding. She sat down, having finished
everything but the cooking itself and serving the finished products. Blue eyes
met violet. "Master saw the destruction of the Earth when no one else did, or IF
they did, they didn't care. He thought the Dark Gundam, and destroying the
human race itself, was the answer. I don't agree, but I do think that something
has to be done about saving the Earth. I'm not sure what that something is, but
maybe with Dr. Kasshu revived... we can find a way to make the Gundam fight
less harmful in regards to this planet."
George smiled gently. "I hope so."
They sat in companionable silence for a few moments until Domon
stumbled in.
"Not a morning person, Domon?" George asked innocently, after taking a
look at the Japanese fighter's more- tousled- than- normal hair and bleary eyes.
"Urg." Domon answered intelligently.
"I think it's done." Rain observed, removing their breakfast from the fire.
Argo and Nastasha came up together. Nastasha made a comment to Argo
that Rain couldn't quite catch, and slapped her whip into her palm. Rain gave
them both plates and watched Argo's impressive appetite in action with eyes she
did her best not to widen, or let stare.
Sai dragged himself up to them in a manner reminiscent of that of
Domon moments before. The monks followed closely to prevent any escapes
back to the comfort of his bedroll.
"Good morning, Sai Saici." Rain smiled.
"Morning." Sai repeated dumbly. Then he perked up. "Food!" Sai
grabbed a plate before Rain had finished loading food onto it and promptly
began devouring it like a ravenous wolf.
"I'm glad to see you enjoy my cooking." Rain observed dryly, watching
the carnage with something like awe.
"S'good." Sai acknowledged.
"Sai Saici, slow down-" warned Kaiyun.
"- Or you will choke!" Zuisen finished.
True to form, a piece of biscuit lodged in Sai's throat even as he rapidly
shook his head in denial. George spoke over the resulting coughing fit.
"Ah, there's Raymond!"
"Where has he been?" Nastasha barked.
Before George could answer, Chibodee's crew walked up, blinking
sleepily. They silently (for once) took their food and sat down amongst the
others, followed closely by Chibodee, who made a beeline for the coffee.
"He'll be bringing back newspapers for us." George explained, eyeing
Chibodee's worshipful intake of the coffee with some amusement. "To better
explain and understand what's happening in the colonies."
"Nothing to understand." Chibodee grunted. "The Dark Gundam
wrecked two colonies and lots of Gundams and now everybody's pissed off.
And WE'RE supposed to do something about it." He returned his attention to
his breakfast.
"Crude but succinct." George said dryly.
"'Succinct?'" Bunny repeated.
"He summed it up very well with remarkably few words." George
explained. "Especially for him."
"Watch it, Frenchie, I'll smash in that arrogant face of yours." Chibodee
warned.
George only laughed before rising to greet the returned Raymond.
I know it's moving rather slowly but I like writing scenes where they can just interact in something other than a crisis. But don't worry, I'll commence the fireworks soon! :) I got a little ahead of myself so pardon any snags... and please point them out to me when you come across them. Um, I know Dr. Kasshu noticed and cared about the destruction of Earth, but then, Rain's only human! :) Part of her charm is that she's only USUALLY right. And does anyone know how I can get this thing (Word) to upload italics and bold? Any readers, thanks for reading. :) Oh, and I wasn't sure what they'd be eating for breakfast, so I avoided particular foods, since eggs and bread spoil (or at least I think they do) and biscuits are carried on long journeys (like sea voyages Hundreds of Years Ago.)