Accusations
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Thanks for being so understanding, Akilah said.
Well, a similar thing happened to me, so I understand how
you feel.
D'arcy and Akilah were lying on their stomachs over the last
of their lunch. You know, you're the first girl to
become my friend, D'arcy said.
And you're the first person I've really talked to
who knows what it's like to fight your way up from the
bottom.
D'arcy sighed. Well, I've got
something I have to do this afternoon. I think Duo's going
to stay here for today. See if you can bother him into teaching
you some new maneuvers. You'd make a great Gundam
pilot.
Thanks, D'arcy.
Welcome, Kilah. Be seeing you.
D'arcy got into her Gundam and flew off, and Akilah went to
bug Duo.
~~~
Master Quatre, are you sure this new girl is all
right? Rashid asked. He was still lying on a bed with
bandages around his ribs.
Quatre said. She explained it all to me.
She was just so startled, she let fly.
A tall girl with dark brown hair, slightly yellowish skin, and
dark brown almond eyes came in. She wore a turquoise tee-shirt
and jeans. Her boots were black, and there was a dark green band
around her upper right arm. She moved very gracefully.
Hello, Rashid, she said in a soft voice. How
are you doing?
Much better, thank you. The three talked for a while,
and then the girl stood.
I really must be going, she said.
So soon? Quatre asked. She nodded. My name is
Quatre Rabera Winner. What's yours?
I'm Vingte. She smiled, and turned away again.
THUD.
There was a second thud, then the sound of someone running.
Quatre and Vingte looked out of the tent. A figure, silhouetted
by the sun, had a long braid, and was running up to them. Quatre said.
Vingte pulled a gun, and trained it on the figure. Once it was
within range, she said, Don't move.
Hey, don't mind me. I'm here to see one
particular person, a girl's voice said. I
don't have any weapons on me. She walked towards them
a bit, and Vingte shot her in the arm. The bullet bounced off
with a ping.
Vingte slowly lowered the gun, and the other girl walked forward.
They could see now that she had purple hair, and her sleeves
weren't rolled up. The green was fading from her light brown
eyes, but there was still a bit there. She was just a bit taller
than Quatre. She stopped just before Vingte. Could you tell
me where Quatre is? We've never met, but I have some
business with him.
I've already taken care of all my business for the
month, Quatre said.
You're Quatre?
This has nothing to do with the head of the Winner family.
This has to do with the pilot of Gundam Sandrock, labeled, first
by OZ, and then by many others, as model 04.
I'm not selling it.
This doesn't have anything to do with money either.
Besides, I've already got my own. Model 06.
Yes. I'm D'arcy Collins. My friend,
Akilah—
Vingte asked.
Yes, Akilah. Do you know her?
Yes.
Well, I'm coming on her behalf. She tells me that
about a year ago, the Gundam Model 04 blew up her parents'
house, with them inside. Since you are the pilot of that Gundam,
it is logical to assume that you are responsible.
Now, as damning as the evidence may be in her eyes, I
believe in hearing both sides of a story before convicting
anyone. What's your version?
I don't remember blowing anything up since—
D'arcy's eyes were almost shut, and her voice was
quiet, but she still cut him off easily. Don't give me
that crap. Do you expect me to be as trusting as you're
reputed to be?
At least Quatre's able to forgive! Vingte said.
So am I, D'arcy replied. I just need a
little proof, that's all.
Do you want to see my files? Quatre asked.
D'arcy turned to him, surprised. Oh! You're
giving me permission. Thank you. She pulled something out
of a pocket, unfolded it, and started typing on the laptop. The
laptop just hung in the air. I hate breaking into
people's computers without their permission, she said.
Data scrolled across the computer screen. Then D'arcy
sighed, and closed the laptop up, then returned it to her pocket.
She smiled down at Quatre. Thanks. Sorry if I was a bit
rude. She turned away.
Aren't you going to stay a while? Quatre asked.
Nope. Gotta go, she said airily. She scrambled up
onto her Gundam, climbed into the cockpit, and took off.
~~~
Duo was standing watching his Gundam take down some targets when
D'arcy landed. She took her usual jump/fall down and came up
behind him. She's good, isn't she?
D'arcy said.
Yes. She's trained before, too.
Just then, Deathscythe Hell stopped, and knelt. Akilah opened the
cockpit door and stood. She started to climb down, but slipped on
something. She fell. D'arcy ran forward and caught her, but
the force of Akilah's fall sent her tumbling backwards. The
roll should have broken her foot, but even as Duo came up to
them, she stood, and helped Akilah get up.
How's your foot? Duo asked.
D'arcy looked puzzled. It's fine, she said.
But that roll should have broken it.
Look, I'm standing on it. Am I screaming?
Then it's not broken.
They helped Akilah back to her tent. She insisted that she was
fine, but D'arcy told her sternly that she needed rest, and
made her take a pill that put her to sleep. Duo closed the
curtains, darkening the room somewhat, and left Trowa to look
after her.
Duo and D'arcy walked a little way to the edge of the camp.
You know, D'arcy, you're really an incredible
girl.
Am I?
Yes. I've lost everyone I ever cared for, but even
though I know it'll end badly, you make me forget that it
will.
What will?
He gestured all around him. he said.
You're my friend, so I know I'll lose you, just like
all the others.
She reached up and brushed a speck of something off his cheek.
No wonder you don't want to remember, she said.
You sometimes have nightmares. You keep on begging someone
in your dream to not make you remember.
I thought nobody knew about them.
No one does, other than me.
Duo stared into the distance, remembering.
Duo? Wake up!
She gave a little sigh. Yes, I'm here.
You're not going to die, are you? Promise me you
won't die!
I promise you. I won't die.
He stared into her eyes. Thank God, he whispered, and
kissed her.
