Gundam Wing: La Femmes
A Fanfic by Lady Lye
(c)2001
Rated for strong language on behalf of the characters. Remember- it's not the author w/ the potty mouth-it's her potty-mouthed characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own the whole GW thing... If I did I sure as h*ll wouldn't be here wasting my time writing fanfics about them- I'd be using them as my you-know-what slaves per my latest obsession. So don't try to sue me- it ain't worth it.
Note: rough translation for my rough use of Spanish can be found at the bottom of the chapter. This will include all previous phrases.
I swear it will never happen again...
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Gundame: (pronunciation varies between gun-dum-eh and gun-dam-ay, but never gun-dame.) The mobile suits used by the five new girls. They are made of gundanium alloy but are coated with a newly developed substance making their shell even tougher than the gundams. Their pilots are known as the Dames.
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Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn (Part Three)
Slide as quietly as you can, don't let your feet move apart, keep your head up and your eyes open… Isa landed on the ground and silently thanked her teachers before dashing behind a building. The two men passed her by, completely unaware of her presence. The damn base was crawling with soldiers. She slipped away and found her way into the main office building. She needed to find their objectives. Now. She's already been gone from Xiang's stupid party for fifteen minutes now and if she didn't return soon, someone would begin to look for her or find her bulky dress where she had hidden it in the garden. Remembering the dress she lengthened her stride, smiling. Pants were SO much more durable and practical.
Obviously the office was locked. A quick turn with a skeleton key made it open. She peered inside before going in and shutting the door behind her. On the desk was laptop, screensaver hard at work, albeit surrounded by stacks of papers and folders. With a groan she saw that the small room attached to this was nothing but row upon row of filing cabinets. If she didn't find what she needed quickly she might have to actually go through each and every one. Better to start with the laptop. She sighed and got to work. A few minutes later she smiled. "Bingo." She would be out of there in no time.
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Wufei moved around the room at his usual pace, always questing for little pieces of information. While his ears took everything in, his eyes quested for one thing that he could not seem to find. Where was Isabel? She had been here only a short while ago but now she seemed to have disappeared.
Distraction allowed him to forget his mission briefly and move to one of the large windows of this residence. Xiang was such a dastard. He gave parties at other people's houses the batty old coot. No, not so batty. The little man was still sharp as a tack just as- he scowled at his reflection in the glass. What was wrong with him? Why could he never stop thinking about her? What could possibly be so special about her? How was she doing this to him? He was Chang Wufei, the great warrior for Justice and last of the Chang clan. Surely no mere woman could do this to him? She was pulling him away from a mission that was rather important to his future. He needed to concentrate now. He couldn't allow himself any more of these foolish flights of fantasy and-
"Wufei!" a hand clapped him jovially, if hard, on the shoulder.
Wufei's eyes bugged out from shock and he nearly choked on his wine. Ramsey look at him in concern as he coughed and tried to regain a normal breathing pattern.
"You alright, Wufei?"
"Fine," he croaked. Damn the irony! Damn it to the furthest pits of hell! He had become distracted again thinking of how he could not afford to be distracted! "Damn it, Ramsey, you could have given me some warning."
"Sorry, old pal," the giant said. "How are you? We've barely gotten to talk at all since you came out here."
"Mm, I know." Because of her… he gazed out into the darkness beyond the glass. No! Bad Wufei! Bad thoughts! Bad!
"Are you alright, Wufei?" Ramsey was peering at him curiously. "Is something bothering you?"
Wufei managed a weak smile. "No, nothing."
Ramsey gave him a critical look. "I don't believe you."
"What!?"
"I said, I don't believe you. Stop staring at me that way. I know when you're lying, Wufei. Does it have something to do with that girl?"
Movement in the dark. A lithe figure. Long hair. Isabel, he thought, heart pounding. "You know me too well. I'll get back to you!" he made a dash through the crowd and into the dark. She had to be here, she just had to. He searched for her blindly. What was he doing? What could he do when he found her? She hated him, it was so obvious-
Someone cried out up ahead. "Who- who's there?" a trembling voice asked.
Wufei stepped into the light cast by a window. He could barely see her- but that voice wasn't Isabel's. "I won't hurt you."
One patent leather Mary Jane tremulously made it's way into the light, pulling the rest of her with it. Wufei openly stared. She was like a China doll. For a moment he thought it must be a joke, that she must be a performer of some kind. But it became very clear that this was no joke. She quivered as he looked her up and down. Her long black hair was kept back in two pigtails held by large, satiny blue ribbons that matched the pale blue ribbons adorning her large, frilly, poofy pink dress. It came barely below her knee and was met halfway up her shin by frilled white socks. Her Mary Jane's reflected the light from the window in their patent leather depths.
And she looked to be about seventeen years old.
"Please- I'll scream-" she looked ready to run at any moment. Her deep black eyes reminded him of a deer, caught in the headlights of a car.
"No- here- I won't hurt you," he said carefully. "Just please don't scream." Curiosity got the better of him. "Who are you?"
"Meiran…"
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I swear it will never happen again... That's super-short chapters not cliffhangers. }:) Cliffhangars I can and will still do. Ooh, don'cha just love it? DAMN I didn't realize that in my typing frenzy I'd made this one chapter despite it's shortness. And the cliffhangar prevents me from attaching it to something else... Lookie! THREE La Femmes chapters all posted in what, fifteen minutes of each other? WOAH! Be grateful! I am for all your support!!
If you want more idiotic GW:LaF adventures, go check out my Humorous fic back on my bio... I beleive it's called "GW:LaF characters rage in the author's head"
Plugging self: I also have some songfic type parodies out now... think "I'm too sexy for my gundam...", "Gundam no. 5", "Space Cowboy" (NEW!) and "Bye, Bye, Ms Supid Pacifist Die" *grin*
Here are the terms you may need...
WARNING: I used the translator on www.dictionary.com http://www.dictionary.com for these. I don't expect them all to be good. I do hope they get the point across. If anyone knows of a better site to use or can give me some really excellent phrases for Isabel to say, let me know.
amante- lover
buen- good
cliente- hot
cosa caliente- hot thing
fresco como vienen- fresh as they come
hibrido- bastard
materia caliente- hot stuff
mi buen pequeño amigo que mira - my good looking little friend.
muchacha- girl
muchacho- boy
Muchacha del idiota- idiot girl
muy- very. as in muy caliente
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)
Love it? Hate it? Give me frikkin feedback!!
But thank you for reading anyway :)
-Lady Lye
A Fanfic by Lady Lye
(c)2001
Rated for strong language on behalf of the characters. Remember- it's not the author w/ the potty mouth-it's her potty-mouthed characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own the whole GW thing... If I did I sure as h*ll wouldn't be here wasting my time writing fanfics about them- I'd be using them as my you-know-what slaves per my latest obsession. So don't try to sue me- it ain't worth it.
Note: rough translation for my rough use of Spanish can be found at the bottom of the chapter. This will include all previous phrases.
I swear it will never happen again...
________________________________
Gundame: (pronunciation varies between gun-dum-eh and gun-dam-ay, but never gun-dame.) The mobile suits used by the five new girls. They are made of gundanium alloy but are coated with a newly developed substance making their shell even tougher than the gundams. Their pilots are known as the Dames.
_________________________________
Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn (Part Three)
Slide as quietly as you can, don't let your feet move apart, keep your head up and your eyes open… Isa landed on the ground and silently thanked her teachers before dashing behind a building. The two men passed her by, completely unaware of her presence. The damn base was crawling with soldiers. She slipped away and found her way into the main office building. She needed to find their objectives. Now. She's already been gone from Xiang's stupid party for fifteen minutes now and if she didn't return soon, someone would begin to look for her or find her bulky dress where she had hidden it in the garden. Remembering the dress she lengthened her stride, smiling. Pants were SO much more durable and practical.
Obviously the office was locked. A quick turn with a skeleton key made it open. She peered inside before going in and shutting the door behind her. On the desk was laptop, screensaver hard at work, albeit surrounded by stacks of papers and folders. With a groan she saw that the small room attached to this was nothing but row upon row of filing cabinets. If she didn't find what she needed quickly she might have to actually go through each and every one. Better to start with the laptop. She sighed and got to work. A few minutes later she smiled. "Bingo." She would be out of there in no time.
_________________________________
Wufei moved around the room at his usual pace, always questing for little pieces of information. While his ears took everything in, his eyes quested for one thing that he could not seem to find. Where was Isabel? She had been here only a short while ago but now she seemed to have disappeared.
Distraction allowed him to forget his mission briefly and move to one of the large windows of this residence. Xiang was such a dastard. He gave parties at other people's houses the batty old coot. No, not so batty. The little man was still sharp as a tack just as- he scowled at his reflection in the glass. What was wrong with him? Why could he never stop thinking about her? What could possibly be so special about her? How was she doing this to him? He was Chang Wufei, the great warrior for Justice and last of the Chang clan. Surely no mere woman could do this to him? She was pulling him away from a mission that was rather important to his future. He needed to concentrate now. He couldn't allow himself any more of these foolish flights of fantasy and-
"Wufei!" a hand clapped him jovially, if hard, on the shoulder.
Wufei's eyes bugged out from shock and he nearly choked on his wine. Ramsey look at him in concern as he coughed and tried to regain a normal breathing pattern.
"You alright, Wufei?"
"Fine," he croaked. Damn the irony! Damn it to the furthest pits of hell! He had become distracted again thinking of how he could not afford to be distracted! "Damn it, Ramsey, you could have given me some warning."
"Sorry, old pal," the giant said. "How are you? We've barely gotten to talk at all since you came out here."
"Mm, I know." Because of her… he gazed out into the darkness beyond the glass. No! Bad Wufei! Bad thoughts! Bad!
"Are you alright, Wufei?" Ramsey was peering at him curiously. "Is something bothering you?"
Wufei managed a weak smile. "No, nothing."
Ramsey gave him a critical look. "I don't believe you."
"What!?"
"I said, I don't believe you. Stop staring at me that way. I know when you're lying, Wufei. Does it have something to do with that girl?"
Movement in the dark. A lithe figure. Long hair. Isabel, he thought, heart pounding. "You know me too well. I'll get back to you!" he made a dash through the crowd and into the dark. She had to be here, she just had to. He searched for her blindly. What was he doing? What could he do when he found her? She hated him, it was so obvious-
Someone cried out up ahead. "Who- who's there?" a trembling voice asked.
Wufei stepped into the light cast by a window. He could barely see her- but that voice wasn't Isabel's. "I won't hurt you."
One patent leather Mary Jane tremulously made it's way into the light, pulling the rest of her with it. Wufei openly stared. She was like a China doll. For a moment he thought it must be a joke, that she must be a performer of some kind. But it became very clear that this was no joke. She quivered as he looked her up and down. Her long black hair was kept back in two pigtails held by large, satiny blue ribbons that matched the pale blue ribbons adorning her large, frilly, poofy pink dress. It came barely below her knee and was met halfway up her shin by frilled white socks. Her Mary Jane's reflected the light from the window in their patent leather depths.
And she looked to be about seventeen years old.
"Please- I'll scream-" she looked ready to run at any moment. Her deep black eyes reminded him of a deer, caught in the headlights of a car.
"No- here- I won't hurt you," he said carefully. "Just please don't scream." Curiosity got the better of him. "Who are you?"
"Meiran…"
__________________________________
I swear it will never happen again... That's super-short chapters not cliffhangers. }:) Cliffhangars I can and will still do. Ooh, don'cha just love it? DAMN I didn't realize that in my typing frenzy I'd made this one chapter despite it's shortness. And the cliffhangar prevents me from attaching it to something else... Lookie! THREE La Femmes chapters all posted in what, fifteen minutes of each other? WOAH! Be grateful! I am for all your support!!
If you want more idiotic GW:LaF adventures, go check out my Humorous fic back on my bio... I beleive it's called "GW:LaF characters rage in the author's head"
Plugging self: I also have some songfic type parodies out now... think "I'm too sexy for my gundam...", "Gundam no. 5", "Space Cowboy" (NEW!) and "Bye, Bye, Ms Supid Pacifist Die" *grin*
Here are the terms you may need...
WARNING: I used the translator on www.dictionary.com http://www.dictionary.com for these. I don't expect them all to be good. I do hope they get the point across. If anyone knows of a better site to use or can give me some really excellent phrases for Isabel to say, let me know.
amante- lover
buen- good
cliente- hot
cosa caliente- hot thing
fresco como vienen- fresh as they come
hibrido- bastard
materia caliente- hot stuff
mi buen pequeño amigo que mira - my good looking little friend.
muchacha- girl
muchacho- boy
Muchacha del idiota- idiot girl
muy- very. as in muy caliente
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)
Love it? Hate it? Give me frikkin feedback!!
But thank you for reading anyway :)
-Lady Lye
