Mind Games
By Queen of Sarab
Chapter 5
"First of all," Aurora began, "Our last name is not Phillips- it's DuMalle. And before you ask, yes, like the Oz official Jacques DuMalle. He was our father.
"Up until about a year ago, we lived in a big mansion with tons of servants and pretty much anything we wanted. That was when we discovered what we could do."
Duo held up one hand for her to stop. "Ok, which is what
exactly?"
"Basically? Rory moves stuff with her mind and I read minds." Celeste answered. "Oh, and we can communicate telepathically- with each other. Oh, and apparently with Quatre."
Quatre's big blue eyes opened even wider. "That day at lunch. That
WAS you."
"Yes," Aurora smiled. "But we'll figure out that whole mess later- after we've finished our story and heard yours."
"Before you, uh, finish your story," Duo asked nervously. "That mind-reading thing, Celeste- did you ever...do that to me?"
Without answering, Celeste blinked innocently at him. "Finish the story, Rory- unless you want me to."
"Ok," Aurora sighed. "When we discovered our powers, we confided in
only two people- Our father, and a woman who had served our family for years- who had been the closest thing we had to a mother since our real mother died when we were little. Apparently we put our trust in the
wrong person. Within 2 days, Oz knew all about us and our powers, and was
determined we should be their newest weapons."
Taking a deep breath, the golden blonde girl continued. "Our father wouldn't let them have us. He was in the way. So they killed him- shot, right in front of us." Aurora stopped, then softly added, "We've been on the run ever since."
Silence reigned for several seconds as the story was digested.
Celeste was the one to finally break the silence with an obviously
Forced grin. "So, what's your story?"
"I would think the mind-reader would already know that," Duo managed a cheerful smile.
"Well, uh, I'm not exactly completely in control of my powers yet," Celeste said sheepishly. "I can mostly just get a read on feelings, occasionally a word or two..."
"Try now," Duo commanded, concentrating on one specific word. Celeste's face scrunched with concentration.
"Um..." Celeste closed her eyes. "Gu..Gundam?"
Her eyes flew open as Aurora's jaw dropped.
"You win," Duo said softly.
"I. Wanna. HELP." Celeste glared stubbornly at Heero, who stared back stony-faced.
"Out of the question," he replied. "This is our mission, not yours."
"Maybe we should just let them do this one alone," Aurora said gently.
"Besides," continued Heero. "We don't want to endanger the lives of civilians."
Eyes suddenly flashing, Aurora turned on him. "I think we lost the rank of 'civilian' the day Oz killed our father. We're helping."
"I think they could really help a lot," Quatre threw in. "Besides, wouldn't it look less suspicious if it wasn't just five guys going alone- without dates?"
"You and I are going as Relena's bodyguards," growled Heero. "And
Trowa's doing the actual assassination."
"Right," Duo threw in. "But me and Wu-man are just backup, and it would look much less suspicious if we had dates. Right, Wuffie?"
"Wufei, Maxwell," glared Wufei. "And I don't..."
"No one wanted your opinion, anyway," Celeste cut in. "We're coming whether you like it our not. If you can get invitations, I know I can. Or, you know, just read a little to find out which guards can
be...persuaded...to let us in. If you take us with you it'll cause MUCH less of a scene." With an evil grin, Celeste sat down with a plop on Duo's bed.
Heero stared at her for a second, then shook his head. "Fine. But if you in any way BEGIN to jeapordize the mission, you're either out of there or dead."
Celeste stared back at him evenly. "See you tomorrow at 6."
Celeste spun grinning in the mirror, admiring the short red silk dress her sister had found her. Leaning forward and running a tube of bright red across her lips, she fluffed the mass of curled red on top of her head. She glanced over her shoulder casually. "Hey, Rory, you done yet?"
"Not going," was the muffled reply.
"Scuse me? Not going?" Celeste straightened up, striding over to the bathroom. "Get your ass out her and show me before I break down the damn door."
The door opened tentatively. Aurora was wearing a floor length embroidered gold dress, very close to the brilliant color of her hair- which was loose in a fluff around her- her eyes, and her golden-tinted
skin. In fact, she seemed to be surrounded by a brilliant aura of gold.
Celeste whistled. "Kay, so WHY don't you want to go?" Aurora looked
at her sister entreatingly, glancing at low cut top of her dress and the slit running almost up to her hip. Celeste merely laughed.
"Oh, get over it. We got a gala to crash."
By Queen of Sarab
Chapter 5
"First of all," Aurora began, "Our last name is not Phillips- it's DuMalle. And before you ask, yes, like the Oz official Jacques DuMalle. He was our father.
"Up until about a year ago, we lived in a big mansion with tons of servants and pretty much anything we wanted. That was when we discovered what we could do."
Duo held up one hand for her to stop. "Ok, which is what
exactly?"
"Basically? Rory moves stuff with her mind and I read minds." Celeste answered. "Oh, and we can communicate telepathically- with each other. Oh, and apparently with Quatre."
Quatre's big blue eyes opened even wider. "That day at lunch. That
WAS you."
"Yes," Aurora smiled. "But we'll figure out that whole mess later- after we've finished our story and heard yours."
"Before you, uh, finish your story," Duo asked nervously. "That mind-reading thing, Celeste- did you ever...do that to me?"
Without answering, Celeste blinked innocently at him. "Finish the story, Rory- unless you want me to."
"Ok," Aurora sighed. "When we discovered our powers, we confided in
only two people- Our father, and a woman who had served our family for years- who had been the closest thing we had to a mother since our real mother died when we were little. Apparently we put our trust in the
wrong person. Within 2 days, Oz knew all about us and our powers, and was
determined we should be their newest weapons."
Taking a deep breath, the golden blonde girl continued. "Our father wouldn't let them have us. He was in the way. So they killed him- shot, right in front of us." Aurora stopped, then softly added, "We've been on the run ever since."
Silence reigned for several seconds as the story was digested.
Celeste was the one to finally break the silence with an obviously
Forced grin. "So, what's your story?"
"I would think the mind-reader would already know that," Duo managed a cheerful smile.
"Well, uh, I'm not exactly completely in control of my powers yet," Celeste said sheepishly. "I can mostly just get a read on feelings, occasionally a word or two..."
"Try now," Duo commanded, concentrating on one specific word. Celeste's face scrunched with concentration.
"Um..." Celeste closed her eyes. "Gu..Gundam?"
Her eyes flew open as Aurora's jaw dropped.
"You win," Duo said softly.
"I. Wanna. HELP." Celeste glared stubbornly at Heero, who stared back stony-faced.
"Out of the question," he replied. "This is our mission, not yours."
"Maybe we should just let them do this one alone," Aurora said gently.
"Besides," continued Heero. "We don't want to endanger the lives of civilians."
Eyes suddenly flashing, Aurora turned on him. "I think we lost the rank of 'civilian' the day Oz killed our father. We're helping."
"I think they could really help a lot," Quatre threw in. "Besides, wouldn't it look less suspicious if it wasn't just five guys going alone- without dates?"
"You and I are going as Relena's bodyguards," growled Heero. "And
Trowa's doing the actual assassination."
"Right," Duo threw in. "But me and Wu-man are just backup, and it would look much less suspicious if we had dates. Right, Wuffie?"
"Wufei, Maxwell," glared Wufei. "And I don't..."
"No one wanted your opinion, anyway," Celeste cut in. "We're coming whether you like it our not. If you can get invitations, I know I can. Or, you know, just read a little to find out which guards can
be...persuaded...to let us in. If you take us with you it'll cause MUCH less of a scene." With an evil grin, Celeste sat down with a plop on Duo's bed.
Heero stared at her for a second, then shook his head. "Fine. But if you in any way BEGIN to jeapordize the mission, you're either out of there or dead."
Celeste stared back at him evenly. "See you tomorrow at 6."
Celeste spun grinning in the mirror, admiring the short red silk dress her sister had found her. Leaning forward and running a tube of bright red across her lips, she fluffed the mass of curled red on top of her head. She glanced over her shoulder casually. "Hey, Rory, you done yet?"
"Not going," was the muffled reply.
"Scuse me? Not going?" Celeste straightened up, striding over to the bathroom. "Get your ass out her and show me before I break down the damn door."
The door opened tentatively. Aurora was wearing a floor length embroidered gold dress, very close to the brilliant color of her hair- which was loose in a fluff around her- her eyes, and her golden-tinted
skin. In fact, she seemed to be surrounded by a brilliant aura of gold.
Celeste whistled. "Kay, so WHY don't you want to go?" Aurora looked
at her sister entreatingly, glancing at low cut top of her dress and the slit running almost up to her hip. Celeste merely laughed.
"Oh, get over it. We got a gala to crash."