Present Day,
Purple, 18th moon
8:30 pm
Gatti entered Dilandau's quarters, dressed in his formal battle uniform, now shined to perfection. Dilandau was sitting at a rather large desk, the type that makes you wonder who the guy behind it really was. There was a chair next to the one he was sitting in, and he gestured for Gatti to sit down.
"So, when is she due to arrive, el Capitan?" Gatti said jokingly, making Dilandau laugh, which was something that he found only he and Folken could do properly. He checked the wall chronometer, noticing that it was the appointed time.
"She's coming..." Dilandau said. "She's on her way down here, I'm told..." Dilandau said softly. As if on cue, the door to his quarters opened, and the girl walked in, moving with the grace of a professional dancer.
Gatti froze, staring at her. She was utterly beautiful, the kind of girl that you can't stop looking at and longing for. She had cinnamon brown hair, flashing sea green eyes...He felt a knot tie in his throat for the first time in a very long time. It was....
"G-Gabrielle!?!" Gatti exclaimed, catching his commander's attention. She noticed him, and immediately blushed slightly, but still sat down and kept her composure. She stared at him, her icy green eyes narrowing slightly.
"Hello, Gatti..." She said softly, looking rather pissed at him for some reason. Dilandau stared at her, and then Gatti.
"You know her, Gatti!?!" Dilandau exclaimed. Gatti nodded slowly, averting her eyes, looking at anything besides her. There was a silence between them all for a moment, before Dilandau carried on with the interview.
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Gatti could feel his temperature rising for some odd reason. It turned out that Gabrielle was to become a Slayer, and was given her own room, which was small, but it was because she didn't want to room with men. Smart move, that. Now, Gatti sat on his bed, reading a book, trying to relax. He had gotten over her influence long ago, and now she was turning his world upside down! Why was she so angry at him, anyways?!? Just because she thought he was going to die, or never come and see her...
He realized the truth in that statement. He would have never come to see her, and would have totally forgotten about her. He wondered if she just came here to remind him who was important to him before he got involved with the empire...Gabrielle was strong and stubborn like that. He knew that she had a crush on him when they were younger, but he had always assumed that she had grown out of that... Nonono, concentrate on the book, do not think of Gabrielle, DO NOT think of Gabrielle, DO NOT think of Gabrielle... His inner voice cried out to him. No, he was way past that. Yes, it had been hard to leave her, but he had been so sure for so long that she was out of his life...now here she came back...
The door to his quarters swished open, and someone entered his room. He raised his head, so startled that he dropped the book he was holding. It slammed into the floor, resting open at one of the pages previously read. Gabrielle stood there in the doorway, dressed in something that Gatti could only describe as fetching. It was black, like the usual Slayer uniforms, but consisted of a skin tight bodysuit, black gloves, some sort of elaborately done skirt that was done in shades of black and blue, and black boots, one going up to almost past her knee, the other just above her ankle. He was assuming that Dilandau designed that uniform...
"Stop gaping, Nero..." She said harshly, stepping into the room. Gatti looked at her, not understanding why she was so mad at him. He asked her this, and she ended up laughing, dropping the evil look on her face, returning to the girl that he had known when he was ten.
"Nani!?!?" He asked her, totally not getting what she was doing. She smiled at him in that trademark smile of hers, bounding over to where he was and hugging him hard.
"Gatti! It's been so long, ne?" She said, hugging him tight. They both stood about the same height, so he ended up looking deep into her eyes. "I came here..." She said softly, "To make sure that you didn't forget where your first loyalty lies..." She said, gently kissing his cheek, just hard enough to make pressure, but light enough that he couldn't really feel it.
Then, she smiled at him again, and bounded out of the room, locking the door behind her. Gatti stared after her, feeling very confused indeed.
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"Oh, wow! Just look at her, Dalet! She's just so...HOT!" Migel exclaimed the next morning, feeling his body temperature rise, even though she was halfway across the room. Dalet stared at her, taking her in. He knew that he should feel something, but just sat there, thinking about something else entirely. Migel, on the other hand, had hormones raging, and it looked as though he were going to burst anytime soon.
"Hey, I'll see you later bud. I have to try my luck on her..." Migel said, taking off in Gabrielle's direction. Other boys were crowded around her, but made room for Migel when he approached her, and immediately backed off. They knew better than to mess with Migel when he was in one of these moods. Gabrielle turned her attention to him, immediately sizing him up.
"Hey. My name is Migel, young miss." Migel said in a very conservative, courtly fashion, one that made her giggle. If she wasn't already....occupied, she probably would have gone for him in another lifetime. He smiled at her, stepping towards her. "If your not busy, maybe we could...?" He suggested, making her laugh out loud. Migel stared at her, wondering what he said to make her laugh.
"Hehe.....you look so funny like that...!" She said, trailing off. That manner, plus his sexy, windblown hair was enough to set anyone off like that. He stared at her, obviously a little daunted by her actions. He then summoned some courage up again and gestured for both of them to step outside.
"Perhaps we should go someplace where there aren't fourteen pairs of eyes looking at us, ne?" Migel suggested, making her blush. Gabrielle noticed Gatti in the corner, looking like he was headed to beat someone up really soon. She got an idea, smiling. Migel mistook that as a yes, and blatantly led her outside by the hips, something she found rather...intimate. Then again, none of these boys had seen women in over five years, much less touched one. Before Migel led her out, she could see that Gatti was sitting off by himself, literally burning with jealousy. She smiled, letting Migel steer her out.