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.
YES! YES! THis is it! The final part to Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn!! WHOOO! YAY! And it only took me an hour and a half to write! YES!!! I'm on a roll!! In celebration, I really wanted to do something like say 'mark your calanders for a date next week and then IM me and we'll have a big, huge, gigantic la femmes chat!' But *sniffle* It won't happen because I have to go away again... So *sniffle* I can't post any more for a while or be online for a while (I don't think). Not predictably enough, anyway. So, *sigh* It'll just have to wait until some other time. But you guys can IM me anyway- AOL IM 'KawaiiLadyLye'. I'd love to hear from you! And don't forget to check out the website- (www.ladylye.50megs.com)- it's got stacks of great La Femmes stuff and I'm working to post all my fics there as well as here. (Just in case this goes down again o.o)
I'll see you all when I get back! Kudos and thank you! you guys are AWESOME!
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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 Eight, The final part!)
The sun was just beginning to rise as Wufei received a call on the comm.. He looked up from his coffee and book, sitting in a chair in a private sitting room, and reached over to switch it on and turn it towards him. His face lit into a smile. "I'll be right there."
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Isabel tiptoed down the stairs carefully, peering around the corner. She had never spent the night at ANYONE's house before and wasn't sure what the protocol was. She couldn't help it, she felt nervous. And her nerves were making her feel ill, which wasn't helping her state of mind. On top of it, she had to admit that she felt a little sore. 'But that's normal, right?' Her melancholy was pushed away when she saw that he was also not here. 'What the hell?! Did he run out on me or something!? That jerk-'
"Dame Isabel?" a maid was looking up at her. "Master Wufei said to meet him in the hanger when you were ready."
"Thank you," Isabel nodded kindly to her and she shuffled off. She still raged inside. She muttered to herself as she retraced her steps of last night to the hanger. The system recognized her immediately and let her in, and she headed down the stairs two at a time, slowing as their spiral became visible to the entire hanger. There was movement everywhere, though none of it showing any reason to panic. The most seemed to be focused on- "Hey! HEY! What do you think you're doing to my suit!?" she ran forward to shout up at the men working on the Thorn.
"You the pilot?" one guy tipped his hat at her. "I salute you, miss, you've got one fine machine here."
"I know that," she snapped. "What are you doing to it!?"
"Repairing it!" he went back to work.
Isa didn't have time to protest further. She turned swiftly, hearing her name called, and she primly walked over to Wufei, though she still wouldn't look him in the eye. "What's going on here?"
"Isa," he said, looking at her curiously. "I asked them to work on the Thorn. Don't worry, they know how, it's in good hands. This," he indicated a tall woman with honey-blond hair wrapped in two twisted pigtails walking towards them. "Is Sally Po, an old friend of mine and my partner in the Preventers."
"I take it you're Dame Isabel?" Sally smiled warmly and offered her hand.
Isa took it weakly, her already confused mind reeling. "Yes…"
"Sally's going to help us fight Markiah," Wufei informed her.
"I'm going to do all I can," she affirmed. "The first thing we need to do though is look at this mobile suit situation. With my men's fifteen Taurus's, how many do we have?"
"Another twenty Leos from me and the gundame," Wufei told her.
"What are you planning to do?" Isa pulled out her dazed state. They were talking about her suit as though they already had it's aid. 'Don't they?' That wasn't the point.
"Xiang's forces are mobilizing, we don't know what for," Sally said. "We do know that it can't be good and that we're going to need to be ready on a moment's notice."
"What happened to Meilin and Ramsey?" Isa looked sharply at Wufei.
"I don't know, I haven't heard anything from them," he shook his head.
"Then that's our first mission. We can't let the princesa get herself into any more trouble. I don't want to end up bargaining for her life," Isabel said firmly. "How are the repairs on the Thorn coming?"
"As good as can be expected, but it won't be ready for several more hours," a technician standing to the side informed her.
"Good," Isa nodded. "I don't need it now anyway." She started to walk back towards the stairs.
"Wait! Isa! Where are you going?" Wufei called after her.
She turned halfway, just enough to look at them. "I'm going to find them." She grimaced. "But first I'm going home to change."
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In under an hour, the sun was up and Isabel was ready in camel slacks and a silk tank, her white jacket blowing in the wind as she headed up the stairs to the Xiang front doors. Her eyes glittered dangerously behind her sunglasses. The sound of a car pulling up made her turn, and she instantly lost her composure.
"Fei!" she hissed.
"You didn't think I could really let you go in there alone, did you?" he said, looking at her critically. Why was she acting this way? Had it anything to do with…?
"Hmph. Fine. Come if you must. But don't get in my way," she turned huffily and continued on her way, not waiting for him to catch up. Mmm he looked so good… khakis and a dark shirt, under a long trench coat. Nice… he had such a sense of style- NO! She couldn't think this way! Not before a mission and not ever! They were reluctantly let in and let to an antechamber.
"Wait here, someone will be with you shortly," the man nodded.
"It had better be VERY shortly," Wufei told him, but received no further comment as the door closed.
Isa whirled, staring at the door. That soft click was undeniable. "The bastard- he locked us in!" she raced to the door.
"Predictable," Wufei rolled his eyes. He ignored Isa's examination of the lock and went to the window instead. "Do you know which room is Meilin's?"
"Second story, the three windows over the balcony facing the back garden. Are you seriously going to climb up there?!" she hissed as he opened the window.
"Why not? How else are we going to get anything done?" he leaned out and stared up at the side of the building. Stupid fools. It was covered in moldings and fancy accents, all of which looked tacky and all of which would help him. "I'll come back for you," he looked pointedly down at her shoes, practically yet still with a heel for appearances sake.
"Be careful," she blurted, before she had time to rethink them.
He smiled at her, warmly. She could feel her insides melt. "I promise." He swung himself onto the window ledge and started to climb.
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Master Xiang stuffed papers into a briefcase furiously. Others he threw onto the fireplace, built supposedly to ward off the early morning chill. A man entered and he looked up and snapped, "What is it?"
"Chang and Halcon are in the house, sir," the man saluted.
"What!? Curse it to the ancestors! Who let them in!? No, don't answer that… damn it all… now we have those two to contend with as well as Ramsey. Speed up the process- I want the entire entourage out of here within the hour, do you hear!?" the little man paced.
"Y-yes, sir!" the man snapped to attention and left swiftly.
Xiang's communicator buzzed, an all-too familiar face appearing on the screen. "Ah, Mr. Chisholm, how nice to see your honored face again," he simpered.
"Cut the crap, Xiang," Markiah snapped. "I heard about what's happened to you. I'm disappointed."
'HE'S disappointed!? He doesn't have the BRAINS to be disappointed,' Xiang thought bitterly. But like a true master, he never let his emotions show. "Ah, yes it is a pity-"
"No more excuses, Xiang," Markiah interrupted him. "Get your ass up here immediately."
"I had just given orders to do so, sir," Xiang bowed, disgusted that he should have to play up to this fool.
"Excellent," he sniffed. "I will see you tomorrow then. Don't fail me." The image winked out.
"Worthless front man… Lunatic," Xiang muttered to himself. "Try to play ME down as an inferior, will you?" he pressed a button on the communicator. "Get the train ready. We leave NOW."
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Ramsey stood back a distance as maids fluttered around a sniffling Meilin. He had an eye to all exits and entries and wasn't about to let anything happen to his charge. Something tapped at a window, and he looked over sharply to see a hand signal he hadn't used since his boyhood.
"Ladies," he went to the flock of women. "I think Ms Xiang would like to rest, now. You've done more than enough," he smiled at them all winningly. They giggled and tittered, whispering words like 'He's handsome!' and obeyed, leaving the room.
Meilin looked at him quizzically with her big doe eyes. "What are you doing, Ramsey?"
"Getting us out of here," he said, going to the window and throwing it open. He reached out an arm and helped Wufei climb in. "Good to see you, buddy."
Wufei nodded. "Isabel's still downstairs. They locked us into an antechamber, trying to keep us out. What's been happening here?"
"They're upset about something," Ramsey told him. "Meilin says some of her stuff and her suitcases are missing. I think they're going to move their operations."
"Figures," Wufei nodded moments before a weeping leach attached itself to his arm.
"Oh, Wufei!" Meilin wailed. "I was so scared without you here!"
"Sh, Lin!" Ramsey scolded, pulling her off him. "We don't want anyone to hear us, remember?"
She sniffled but looked up at him trustingly. He, Wufei, and Isabel were the people who were taking care of her. She trusted them all.
"We need to find out where they're going, then," Wufei said, recovering well.
Ramsey nodded. "I-"
A knock at the door. "Ms Meilin? Open the door, sweetheart, it's time."
Meilin turned wide, frightened eyes on both of them. She didn't know what was going on, but she had a good idea that if she let her grandfather do what he wanted, she would be taken away from her three new 'friends'. Her eyes widened when she saw Wufei disappearing over the sill again. "What's he doing!?"
"Sh, he's going back to get Isabel," Ramsey shushed her. "Go open the door."
Clinging to the moldings, Wufei kept himself close to the building. Ramsey has left the window open on purpose and he could hear every word.
"Come along, honey, it's time to go…"
"Go where?"
"Why, to meet your future husband, of course!"
"B-But I don't want to! I want to stay here!"
"Now, Ms Meilin, you know that's not possible…"
"But I don't want to go! Ramsey, tell her!"
"Ms Meilin, there is no choice in the matter! We're leaving immediately, now come along!"
"No! No, I don't want to! Ramsey!"
"Here, now, there's no reason to drag her!"
"Get away," there was the sound of Meilin's shriek and the door being slammed.
Ramsey appeared at the window, looking upset. "They took her."
Wufei nodded. "Just follow my lead," he began to carefully pick his way down the side of the building, able to hear the goings on through half open windows. Ramsey cautiously followed, and Wufei stopped at the room he had left Isabel in.
"Isa? Isa- Isa!?" the room was empty. "What in the hell!? If she ran off on her own, I'll kill her!"
Hearing noises at the front, Ramsey dropped the four feet to the ground and peered around the corner of the house. "I think they got to her, first." He said.
"I don't want to goooo!"
"Unhand me, you dirty hibrido! I can walk on my own!"
"Isa, tell them I don't want to go!"
"Sh, princesa, I can't do anything while you're whining! Look, you overgrown ape-"
"Get in the car."
"No…" Meilin wailed as she and Isa were shoved inside the car. Isa glared at the man from the back seat, a wall between them and the driver. Meilin continued to cry and Isa put an arm around her, letting the girl cry into her shoulder.
"Sh, muchacha… We'll find a way out of this," Isa murmured soothingly as the car started and pulled away. She looked back at the house mournfully. 'Fei…' "We'll get out of this… somehow…"
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Wufei flicked on the communicator at his wrist and spoke into it. "Sally, they're taken Meilin and Isabel, we don't know where. License plate AF4439C."
"Aye, aye, cap'n," she nodded, typing something into a computer. "It seems to be headed for a private train station. If you can get yourselves a car, you can probably make it in time. It's departure time isn't static, they want out ASAP."
"Thanks, Sally," Wufei nodded and turned off the communicator. "Got any bright ideas?"
Ramsey was eyeing the trucks on the practice field being used to load up mobile suits. "I might."
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Isabel glared at the men as they poked at her with their guns, herding the two girls along the platform and towards a train. "I can WALK, damnit." She strode ahead a few paces and was instantly blocked by another. "What do you want, forward or back?" she snapped. "Make up your minds."
"Just keep going," the man sneered and stepped out of her way.
Meilin continued to sniffle and Isa fell back to walk at her side. It was just the two of them, now. The door of the car opened and Isa stared. "A BOXCAR!? A BOXCAR!? You expect us to travel all the way to god-only-knows-where in a BOXCAR?!"
"Get in," one of them poked her.
"This is ridiculous!" Isa protested, pulling Meilin in after her. "You can't be serious!" They merely grinned and let the door close. Meilin sank to the ground, beginning to cry again, but Isabel went immediately to the door on the opposite side. It wasn't locked- victory! "Meilin, help me move it," she called.
"Wh-what? Isabel, it's no use," the girl shook her head, pigtails swinging. "Whatever they want to do to us, they can and will. We're trapped."
"Damnit, girl, this is what I'm talking about!" Isabel snapped, fury in her eyes. "All you do is sit there and feel sorry for yourself! Let me tell you, if you want something fixed, you have to get up and do it yourself! Otherwise you're just a doormat for others to walk all over. Now get off your ass and help me!" Meilin stared at her and scurried to her feet.
Even together, the door was heavy and rusted, dirt caught in the sliding tracks and they strained against it. They made slow headway, only a few inches at a time, but they only needed a few to slip out. Their only enemy was time, and Isa listened to the train starting up with apprehension. Suddenly they both turned at the sound of gunshots and loud yelling. Something crashed onto the platform, splintering the double doors and the guns and people were closer.
"What in the hell-!?" Isa wondered.
A flushed face accented by yellow hair appeared in the gap they had made. Ramsey panted. "Quickly, get it open a little more- Wufei's holding them back for the time being.
"Ramsey!" Meilin cried with delight.
Isa had to admit, she felt like doing the same thing. "Quickly, Meilin, help me push again-" with Ramsey's help they got the door open enough more than enough. The gunshots became sickeningly closer and Wufei dashed up, his face strained.
"They're coming- we need to get out of here-"
The train lurched into movement, making both girls sway on their feet. "I don't think we can!" Isabel cried, peering out the doorway. The men immediately started to shoot at them. "Get in!" She cried, grabbing one of each of their hands and pulling them up.
"Ramsey, Wufei!" Meilin cried, running to both of them and throwing her arms around them.
"It's not over yet!" Isabel snapped, gunshots ringing off the mental frame of the door, bouncing inside dangerously. The boys pushed Meilin away and the three of them managed to close it. Isabel leaned against the door, breathing hard. "What took you so long?"
"This got in our way," Wufei answered dryly.
"…Um, anybody stop to think where this thing is headed?" Ramsey asked.
The communicator on Wufei's wrist beeped, as if on cue, and they all crowded around to see Sally's image appear. "Wufei, did you make it?"
"Mission Failed. Meilin, Isa, Ramsey and I are on the train and it's moving to fast now to get off," he answered.
"Damn. Hang on," she turned to a laptop on the desk next to her, typing furiously. "Alright, I think I know where you're headed now. Either Edin- or Sank."
"Edin or Sank!?" they all stared at the watch in disbelief.
"But that'll take a day and half to reach!" Isa cried.
"And we're stuck in a boxcar with nothing soft to sit on," Ramsey peered around unhappily.
"I'm sorry, guys, I can't do anything to help you," Sally said sadly. "Our troops will take too long to mobilize and by then you'll be halfway to Greece. Our only hope is for you to tough it out until you get there."
"Thanks, Sally," Wufei said grimly. "Take care of yourself."
"I should say the same to you!" she softened. "Be careful, all of you. I'll keep in touch." It switched off.
Isa groaned and leaned against the fall, sliding to the ground, not caring for the moment what it would do to her pale white coat. "I can't believe this…"
Ramsey moved to look at the piles of crates and other unknown artifacts. "Well, let's have a look at what we can find to make this more bearable, hm? Look, Meilin, there's a teddy bear here…"
"Oh, goody, let me see!" she raced to him.
Wufei, too, leaned his head against the dirty wall of the boxcar. "It's going to be a loooooooooong train ride."
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~End Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn~
Coming up next time on La Femmes:
Battle Chapter: Promise of the Thistle- Duo and Kyla head for L2 to do some reconaissance at a base that seems to be purely a business front for Markiah's organization. Kyla's idea of undercover is a little unconventional, but it works until they are discovered and Kyla takes off in the Thistle, Duo helpless to do anything. Will the ZERO system rear it's ugly head yet again? Find out next time on- Gundam Wing: La Femmes!!
Oh yeah- why it's La Femmes, rather then Les Femmes. Because I used the crappy translator at dictionary.com, that's why!!! Peice of crap... I would so much rather have a human being as translator but as I don't, I have to use crappy machines. *sigh* the damn things just don't work... My apologies, i really shoulda taken French instead of Latin.
*looks really, really sheepish* 'amore, no me ire'... Baby Snow Angel I am so sorry... see uh... *looks very embarassed* I wrote that part of the chp ages ago and uh... LOST the translation. Yeah, good authoring skills, huh? I know amore is love but the rest... beats me. *shrug* Anybody's guess. I truly do not know. Dictionary.com's giving me nonsense. *sigh* My apologies.
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
muy hermoso- very beautiful
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
poque usted lo ama- because you love him
princesa- princess
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)
*hugs* to all my wonderful readers! You make my day brighter!
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But thank you for reading anyway :)
-Lady Lye
v~.^
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.
YES! YES! THis is it! The final part to Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn!! WHOOO! YAY! And it only took me an hour and a half to write! YES!!! I'm on a roll!! In celebration, I really wanted to do something like say 'mark your calanders for a date next week and then IM me and we'll have a big, huge, gigantic la femmes chat!' But *sniffle* It won't happen because I have to go away again... So *sniffle* I can't post any more for a while or be online for a while (I don't think). Not predictably enough, anyway. So, *sigh* It'll just have to wait until some other time. But you guys can IM me anyway- AOL IM 'KawaiiLadyLye'. I'd love to hear from you! And don't forget to check out the website- (www.ladylye.50megs.com)- it's got stacks of great La Femmes stuff and I'm working to post all my fics there as well as here. (Just in case this goes down again o.o)
I'll see you all when I get back! Kudos and thank you! you guys are AWESOME!
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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 Eight, The final part!)
The sun was just beginning to rise as Wufei received a call on the comm.. He looked up from his coffee and book, sitting in a chair in a private sitting room, and reached over to switch it on and turn it towards him. His face lit into a smile. "I'll be right there."
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Isabel tiptoed down the stairs carefully, peering around the corner. She had never spent the night at ANYONE's house before and wasn't sure what the protocol was. She couldn't help it, she felt nervous. And her nerves were making her feel ill, which wasn't helping her state of mind. On top of it, she had to admit that she felt a little sore. 'But that's normal, right?' Her melancholy was pushed away when she saw that he was also not here. 'What the hell?! Did he run out on me or something!? That jerk-'
"Dame Isabel?" a maid was looking up at her. "Master Wufei said to meet him in the hanger when you were ready."
"Thank you," Isabel nodded kindly to her and she shuffled off. She still raged inside. She muttered to herself as she retraced her steps of last night to the hanger. The system recognized her immediately and let her in, and she headed down the stairs two at a time, slowing as their spiral became visible to the entire hanger. There was movement everywhere, though none of it showing any reason to panic. The most seemed to be focused on- "Hey! HEY! What do you think you're doing to my suit!?" she ran forward to shout up at the men working on the Thorn.
"You the pilot?" one guy tipped his hat at her. "I salute you, miss, you've got one fine machine here."
"I know that," she snapped. "What are you doing to it!?"
"Repairing it!" he went back to work.
Isa didn't have time to protest further. She turned swiftly, hearing her name called, and she primly walked over to Wufei, though she still wouldn't look him in the eye. "What's going on here?"
"Isa," he said, looking at her curiously. "I asked them to work on the Thorn. Don't worry, they know how, it's in good hands. This," he indicated a tall woman with honey-blond hair wrapped in two twisted pigtails walking towards them. "Is Sally Po, an old friend of mine and my partner in the Preventers."
"I take it you're Dame Isabel?" Sally smiled warmly and offered her hand.
Isa took it weakly, her already confused mind reeling. "Yes…"
"Sally's going to help us fight Markiah," Wufei informed her.
"I'm going to do all I can," she affirmed. "The first thing we need to do though is look at this mobile suit situation. With my men's fifteen Taurus's, how many do we have?"
"Another twenty Leos from me and the gundame," Wufei told her.
"What are you planning to do?" Isa pulled out her dazed state. They were talking about her suit as though they already had it's aid. 'Don't they?' That wasn't the point.
"Xiang's forces are mobilizing, we don't know what for," Sally said. "We do know that it can't be good and that we're going to need to be ready on a moment's notice."
"What happened to Meilin and Ramsey?" Isa looked sharply at Wufei.
"I don't know, I haven't heard anything from them," he shook his head.
"Then that's our first mission. We can't let the princesa get herself into any more trouble. I don't want to end up bargaining for her life," Isabel said firmly. "How are the repairs on the Thorn coming?"
"As good as can be expected, but it won't be ready for several more hours," a technician standing to the side informed her.
"Good," Isa nodded. "I don't need it now anyway." She started to walk back towards the stairs.
"Wait! Isa! Where are you going?" Wufei called after her.
She turned halfway, just enough to look at them. "I'm going to find them." She grimaced. "But first I'm going home to change."
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In under an hour, the sun was up and Isabel was ready in camel slacks and a silk tank, her white jacket blowing in the wind as she headed up the stairs to the Xiang front doors. Her eyes glittered dangerously behind her sunglasses. The sound of a car pulling up made her turn, and she instantly lost her composure.
"Fei!" she hissed.
"You didn't think I could really let you go in there alone, did you?" he said, looking at her critically. Why was she acting this way? Had it anything to do with…?
"Hmph. Fine. Come if you must. But don't get in my way," she turned huffily and continued on her way, not waiting for him to catch up. Mmm he looked so good… khakis and a dark shirt, under a long trench coat. Nice… he had such a sense of style- NO! She couldn't think this way! Not before a mission and not ever! They were reluctantly let in and let to an antechamber.
"Wait here, someone will be with you shortly," the man nodded.
"It had better be VERY shortly," Wufei told him, but received no further comment as the door closed.
Isa whirled, staring at the door. That soft click was undeniable. "The bastard- he locked us in!" she raced to the door.
"Predictable," Wufei rolled his eyes. He ignored Isa's examination of the lock and went to the window instead. "Do you know which room is Meilin's?"
"Second story, the three windows over the balcony facing the back garden. Are you seriously going to climb up there?!" she hissed as he opened the window.
"Why not? How else are we going to get anything done?" he leaned out and stared up at the side of the building. Stupid fools. It was covered in moldings and fancy accents, all of which looked tacky and all of which would help him. "I'll come back for you," he looked pointedly down at her shoes, practically yet still with a heel for appearances sake.
"Be careful," she blurted, before she had time to rethink them.
He smiled at her, warmly. She could feel her insides melt. "I promise." He swung himself onto the window ledge and started to climb.
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Master Xiang stuffed papers into a briefcase furiously. Others he threw onto the fireplace, built supposedly to ward off the early morning chill. A man entered and he looked up and snapped, "What is it?"
"Chang and Halcon are in the house, sir," the man saluted.
"What!? Curse it to the ancestors! Who let them in!? No, don't answer that… damn it all… now we have those two to contend with as well as Ramsey. Speed up the process- I want the entire entourage out of here within the hour, do you hear!?" the little man paced.
"Y-yes, sir!" the man snapped to attention and left swiftly.
Xiang's communicator buzzed, an all-too familiar face appearing on the screen. "Ah, Mr. Chisholm, how nice to see your honored face again," he simpered.
"Cut the crap, Xiang," Markiah snapped. "I heard about what's happened to you. I'm disappointed."
'HE'S disappointed!? He doesn't have the BRAINS to be disappointed,' Xiang thought bitterly. But like a true master, he never let his emotions show. "Ah, yes it is a pity-"
"No more excuses, Xiang," Markiah interrupted him. "Get your ass up here immediately."
"I had just given orders to do so, sir," Xiang bowed, disgusted that he should have to play up to this fool.
"Excellent," he sniffed. "I will see you tomorrow then. Don't fail me." The image winked out.
"Worthless front man… Lunatic," Xiang muttered to himself. "Try to play ME down as an inferior, will you?" he pressed a button on the communicator. "Get the train ready. We leave NOW."
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Ramsey stood back a distance as maids fluttered around a sniffling Meilin. He had an eye to all exits and entries and wasn't about to let anything happen to his charge. Something tapped at a window, and he looked over sharply to see a hand signal he hadn't used since his boyhood.
"Ladies," he went to the flock of women. "I think Ms Xiang would like to rest, now. You've done more than enough," he smiled at them all winningly. They giggled and tittered, whispering words like 'He's handsome!' and obeyed, leaving the room.
Meilin looked at him quizzically with her big doe eyes. "What are you doing, Ramsey?"
"Getting us out of here," he said, going to the window and throwing it open. He reached out an arm and helped Wufei climb in. "Good to see you, buddy."
Wufei nodded. "Isabel's still downstairs. They locked us into an antechamber, trying to keep us out. What's been happening here?"
"They're upset about something," Ramsey told him. "Meilin says some of her stuff and her suitcases are missing. I think they're going to move their operations."
"Figures," Wufei nodded moments before a weeping leach attached itself to his arm.
"Oh, Wufei!" Meilin wailed. "I was so scared without you here!"
"Sh, Lin!" Ramsey scolded, pulling her off him. "We don't want anyone to hear us, remember?"
She sniffled but looked up at him trustingly. He, Wufei, and Isabel were the people who were taking care of her. She trusted them all.
"We need to find out where they're going, then," Wufei said, recovering well.
Ramsey nodded. "I-"
A knock at the door. "Ms Meilin? Open the door, sweetheart, it's time."
Meilin turned wide, frightened eyes on both of them. She didn't know what was going on, but she had a good idea that if she let her grandfather do what he wanted, she would be taken away from her three new 'friends'. Her eyes widened when she saw Wufei disappearing over the sill again. "What's he doing!?"
"Sh, he's going back to get Isabel," Ramsey shushed her. "Go open the door."
Clinging to the moldings, Wufei kept himself close to the building. Ramsey has left the window open on purpose and he could hear every word.
"Come along, honey, it's time to go…"
"Go where?"
"Why, to meet your future husband, of course!"
"B-But I don't want to! I want to stay here!"
"Now, Ms Meilin, you know that's not possible…"
"But I don't want to go! Ramsey, tell her!"
"Ms Meilin, there is no choice in the matter! We're leaving immediately, now come along!"
"No! No, I don't want to! Ramsey!"
"Here, now, there's no reason to drag her!"
"Get away," there was the sound of Meilin's shriek and the door being slammed.
Ramsey appeared at the window, looking upset. "They took her."
Wufei nodded. "Just follow my lead," he began to carefully pick his way down the side of the building, able to hear the goings on through half open windows. Ramsey cautiously followed, and Wufei stopped at the room he had left Isabel in.
"Isa? Isa- Isa!?" the room was empty. "What in the hell!? If she ran off on her own, I'll kill her!"
Hearing noises at the front, Ramsey dropped the four feet to the ground and peered around the corner of the house. "I think they got to her, first." He said.
"I don't want to goooo!"
"Unhand me, you dirty hibrido! I can walk on my own!"
"Isa, tell them I don't want to go!"
"Sh, princesa, I can't do anything while you're whining! Look, you overgrown ape-"
"Get in the car."
"No…" Meilin wailed as she and Isa were shoved inside the car. Isa glared at the man from the back seat, a wall between them and the driver. Meilin continued to cry and Isa put an arm around her, letting the girl cry into her shoulder.
"Sh, muchacha… We'll find a way out of this," Isa murmured soothingly as the car started and pulled away. She looked back at the house mournfully. 'Fei…' "We'll get out of this… somehow…"
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Wufei flicked on the communicator at his wrist and spoke into it. "Sally, they're taken Meilin and Isabel, we don't know where. License plate AF4439C."
"Aye, aye, cap'n," she nodded, typing something into a computer. "It seems to be headed for a private train station. If you can get yourselves a car, you can probably make it in time. It's departure time isn't static, they want out ASAP."
"Thanks, Sally," Wufei nodded and turned off the communicator. "Got any bright ideas?"
Ramsey was eyeing the trucks on the practice field being used to load up mobile suits. "I might."
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Isabel glared at the men as they poked at her with their guns, herding the two girls along the platform and towards a train. "I can WALK, damnit." She strode ahead a few paces and was instantly blocked by another. "What do you want, forward or back?" she snapped. "Make up your minds."
"Just keep going," the man sneered and stepped out of her way.
Meilin continued to sniffle and Isa fell back to walk at her side. It was just the two of them, now. The door of the car opened and Isa stared. "A BOXCAR!? A BOXCAR!? You expect us to travel all the way to god-only-knows-where in a BOXCAR?!"
"Get in," one of them poked her.
"This is ridiculous!" Isa protested, pulling Meilin in after her. "You can't be serious!" They merely grinned and let the door close. Meilin sank to the ground, beginning to cry again, but Isabel went immediately to the door on the opposite side. It wasn't locked- victory! "Meilin, help me move it," she called.
"Wh-what? Isabel, it's no use," the girl shook her head, pigtails swinging. "Whatever they want to do to us, they can and will. We're trapped."
"Damnit, girl, this is what I'm talking about!" Isabel snapped, fury in her eyes. "All you do is sit there and feel sorry for yourself! Let me tell you, if you want something fixed, you have to get up and do it yourself! Otherwise you're just a doormat for others to walk all over. Now get off your ass and help me!" Meilin stared at her and scurried to her feet.
Even together, the door was heavy and rusted, dirt caught in the sliding tracks and they strained against it. They made slow headway, only a few inches at a time, but they only needed a few to slip out. Their only enemy was time, and Isa listened to the train starting up with apprehension. Suddenly they both turned at the sound of gunshots and loud yelling. Something crashed onto the platform, splintering the double doors and the guns and people were closer.
"What in the hell-!?" Isa wondered.
A flushed face accented by yellow hair appeared in the gap they had made. Ramsey panted. "Quickly, get it open a little more- Wufei's holding them back for the time being.
"Ramsey!" Meilin cried with delight.
Isa had to admit, she felt like doing the same thing. "Quickly, Meilin, help me push again-" with Ramsey's help they got the door open enough more than enough. The gunshots became sickeningly closer and Wufei dashed up, his face strained.
"They're coming- we need to get out of here-"
The train lurched into movement, making both girls sway on their feet. "I don't think we can!" Isabel cried, peering out the doorway. The men immediately started to shoot at them. "Get in!" She cried, grabbing one of each of their hands and pulling them up.
"Ramsey, Wufei!" Meilin cried, running to both of them and throwing her arms around them.
"It's not over yet!" Isabel snapped, gunshots ringing off the mental frame of the door, bouncing inside dangerously. The boys pushed Meilin away and the three of them managed to close it. Isabel leaned against the door, breathing hard. "What took you so long?"
"This got in our way," Wufei answered dryly.
"…Um, anybody stop to think where this thing is headed?" Ramsey asked.
The communicator on Wufei's wrist beeped, as if on cue, and they all crowded around to see Sally's image appear. "Wufei, did you make it?"
"Mission Failed. Meilin, Isa, Ramsey and I are on the train and it's moving to fast now to get off," he answered.
"Damn. Hang on," she turned to a laptop on the desk next to her, typing furiously. "Alright, I think I know where you're headed now. Either Edin- or Sank."
"Edin or Sank!?" they all stared at the watch in disbelief.
"But that'll take a day and half to reach!" Isa cried.
"And we're stuck in a boxcar with nothing soft to sit on," Ramsey peered around unhappily.
"I'm sorry, guys, I can't do anything to help you," Sally said sadly. "Our troops will take too long to mobilize and by then you'll be halfway to Greece. Our only hope is for you to tough it out until you get there."
"Thanks, Sally," Wufei said grimly. "Take care of yourself."
"I should say the same to you!" she softened. "Be careful, all of you. I'll keep in touch." It switched off.
Isa groaned and leaned against the fall, sliding to the ground, not caring for the moment what it would do to her pale white coat. "I can't believe this…"
Ramsey moved to look at the piles of crates and other unknown artifacts. "Well, let's have a look at what we can find to make this more bearable, hm? Look, Meilin, there's a teddy bear here…"
"Oh, goody, let me see!" she raced to him.
Wufei, too, leaned his head against the dirty wall of the boxcar. "It's going to be a loooooooooong train ride."
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~End Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn~
Coming up next time on La Femmes:
Battle Chapter: Promise of the Thistle- Duo and Kyla head for L2 to do some reconaissance at a base that seems to be purely a business front for Markiah's organization. Kyla's idea of undercover is a little unconventional, but it works until they are discovered and Kyla takes off in the Thistle, Duo helpless to do anything. Will the ZERO system rear it's ugly head yet again? Find out next time on- Gundam Wing: La Femmes!!
Oh yeah- why it's La Femmes, rather then Les Femmes. Because I used the crappy translator at dictionary.com, that's why!!! Peice of crap... I would so much rather have a human being as translator but as I don't, I have to use crappy machines. *sigh* the damn things just don't work... My apologies, i really shoulda taken French instead of Latin.
*looks really, really sheepish* 'amore, no me ire'... Baby Snow Angel I am so sorry... see uh... *looks very embarassed* I wrote that part of the chp ages ago and uh... LOST the translation. Yeah, good authoring skills, huh? I know amore is love but the rest... beats me. *shrug* Anybody's guess. I truly do not know. Dictionary.com's giving me nonsense. *sigh* My apologies.
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
muy hermoso- very beautiful
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
poque usted lo ama- because you love him
princesa- princess
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)
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