(Read previous chapter for disclaimers)
Cupid's Arrow
Chapter 3
Tara whisiltled carelessly while she waited at the front door out in the heat. She clutched a sheaf of papers in her hands and glanced down at them. Orders for Quatre and Trowa. She smiled again and looked towards the horizan. Slowly a cloud of dust rose from the desert and two trucks appeared on the horizan. Back already.
Quatre looked out the window uneasily. Leia had insisted on driving his truck back and made him ride with Trowa. Something about always being able to find her way where as Trowa might not. Not that he was complaining about riding with Trowa but still......
Trowa glanced over at the blond pilot.
"We are going the right direction.." He let his voice trail off indicating his question without really asking.
"Hmm?" Quatre turned towards him startled a bit. "Oh yes. I'm sure we're going the right way." Quatre smiled and Trowa's breath seemed to get stuck. "At least I hope I know the way home since I travel it often." Trowa merely nodded and turned his eyes back to the desert. There was no road but apparently Quatre didn't need one. A slight frown crossed his face. It would be very easy to get lost in here...perhaps that was why Quatre's base was located here.
Quatre bolted straight up and pointed out the window.
"Turn left there. Right between those sand dunes." Trowa maneuvered the truck perfectly. Within seconds a base seemed to spring up out of the sands. It seemed like an ordinary house but Quatre knew better than to trust appearances. Beneath the shifting sands lay an extensive facility for training repairing and building mobile suits but to keep up one in particular. A small hanger was just to the left and almost hidden by a sand dune.
The other truck accelerated suddenly and raced towards the house. Just before it would be to late to stop the truck swerved and slammed on its breaks. Quatre relased a sigh of relief.
"Strange...I didn't think she was so reckless." Trowa spoke calmly enough for the wreck that had barely been averted. The two Gundam pilots watches as the lion-haired girl jumped out and embraced the other girl waiting on the steps. The ice coloring of the other girl contrasted sharply with the warmth of Leia. Slowly Trowa brought the truck to a stop near the other one and climbed out, closely followed by Quatre.
"That's Tara. She's the one that contacted me." Quatre spoke quietly to Trowa not wanting to inturrupt the two. A hint of sadness seeped through his voice at the sight. Trowa picked up on this and glanced at him his expression the same as always.
Wondering what had upsetted the smaller boy Trowa merely turned his gaze back to the two girls approaching them.
"Trowa, meet my twin sister, Tara." Leia said her voice sounding brighter than it had before. The ice girl bowed and glanced back up smiling.
"It is an honor to meet you Trowa. I'm afraid that we have orders for you two already." Tara glanced at Quatre including him in the conversation. "And we have to go get the rest of the team ourselves."
Quatre nodded. "What are the orders?"
Leia picked up from Tara. "Nothing to out of the ordinary. Like I told Trowa, our enimeis are the same." She took the papers from Tara and handed them out to Trowa and Quatre.
Trowa shook his head watching the undercurrents play out between the two. At first it seemed as if Tara were the dominant twin with the way she automatically took charge. Then the roles switched and Leia was leading. Very interesting.
Quatre barely had time to grasp the papers before a rather large man in a pale pale purple outfit burst through the door.
"Master Quatre!" Quatre looked at Rashid alarmed. "Please, this way. We must speak in private. It's very urgent."
Tara and Leia traded a look. "You have more than one truck right Quatre?" He nodded in response to Leia's question. "Then why don't Tara and I use this one to round up the rest of the team. Trowa can leave now with the other truck and you can follow him when your done with ...the purple guy? Whatever his name is."
Tara glanced at her sister with a slightly questioning look but nodded her agreement. "It does make sense." She pointed out.
With a sigh Quatre looked down at the orders and back to Rashid. "Allright..."
Oy didn't quite get to where I wanted to on this chapter but here's as good a stoping place as any. What's up with Rashid? And does he really wear purple?! (he does in all the pictures I found! ^^) Will anyone actually review this!?! All this and a bag of chips in the next chapter of....*dramatic music* CUPID'S ARROW!!!!
Cupid's Arrow
Chapter 3
Tara whisiltled carelessly while she waited at the front door out in the heat. She clutched a sheaf of papers in her hands and glanced down at them. Orders for Quatre and Trowa. She smiled again and looked towards the horizan. Slowly a cloud of dust rose from the desert and two trucks appeared on the horizan. Back already.
Quatre looked out the window uneasily. Leia had insisted on driving his truck back and made him ride with Trowa. Something about always being able to find her way where as Trowa might not. Not that he was complaining about riding with Trowa but still......
Trowa glanced over at the blond pilot.
"We are going the right direction.." He let his voice trail off indicating his question without really asking.
"Hmm?" Quatre turned towards him startled a bit. "Oh yes. I'm sure we're going the right way." Quatre smiled and Trowa's breath seemed to get stuck. "At least I hope I know the way home since I travel it often." Trowa merely nodded and turned his eyes back to the desert. There was no road but apparently Quatre didn't need one. A slight frown crossed his face. It would be very easy to get lost in here...perhaps that was why Quatre's base was located here.
Quatre bolted straight up and pointed out the window.
"Turn left there. Right between those sand dunes." Trowa maneuvered the truck perfectly. Within seconds a base seemed to spring up out of the sands. It seemed like an ordinary house but Quatre knew better than to trust appearances. Beneath the shifting sands lay an extensive facility for training repairing and building mobile suits but to keep up one in particular. A small hanger was just to the left and almost hidden by a sand dune.
The other truck accelerated suddenly and raced towards the house. Just before it would be to late to stop the truck swerved and slammed on its breaks. Quatre relased a sigh of relief.
"Strange...I didn't think she was so reckless." Trowa spoke calmly enough for the wreck that had barely been averted. The two Gundam pilots watches as the lion-haired girl jumped out and embraced the other girl waiting on the steps. The ice coloring of the other girl contrasted sharply with the warmth of Leia. Slowly Trowa brought the truck to a stop near the other one and climbed out, closely followed by Quatre.
"That's Tara. She's the one that contacted me." Quatre spoke quietly to Trowa not wanting to inturrupt the two. A hint of sadness seeped through his voice at the sight. Trowa picked up on this and glanced at him his expression the same as always.
Wondering what had upsetted the smaller boy Trowa merely turned his gaze back to the two girls approaching them.
"Trowa, meet my twin sister, Tara." Leia said her voice sounding brighter than it had before. The ice girl bowed and glanced back up smiling.
"It is an honor to meet you Trowa. I'm afraid that we have orders for you two already." Tara glanced at Quatre including him in the conversation. "And we have to go get the rest of the team ourselves."
Quatre nodded. "What are the orders?"
Leia picked up from Tara. "Nothing to out of the ordinary. Like I told Trowa, our enimeis are the same." She took the papers from Tara and handed them out to Trowa and Quatre.
Trowa shook his head watching the undercurrents play out between the two. At first it seemed as if Tara were the dominant twin with the way she automatically took charge. Then the roles switched and Leia was leading. Very interesting.
Quatre barely had time to grasp the papers before a rather large man in a pale pale purple outfit burst through the door.
"Master Quatre!" Quatre looked at Rashid alarmed. "Please, this way. We must speak in private. It's very urgent."
Tara and Leia traded a look. "You have more than one truck right Quatre?" He nodded in response to Leia's question. "Then why don't Tara and I use this one to round up the rest of the team. Trowa can leave now with the other truck and you can follow him when your done with ...the purple guy? Whatever his name is."
Tara glanced at her sister with a slightly questioning look but nodded her agreement. "It does make sense." She pointed out.
With a sigh Quatre looked down at the orders and back to Rashid. "Allright..."
Oy didn't quite get to where I wanted to on this chapter but here's as good a stoping place as any. What's up with Rashid? And does he really wear purple?! (he does in all the pictures I found! ^^) Will anyone actually review this!?! All this and a bag of chips in the next chapter of....*dramatic music* CUPID'S ARROW!!!!