Shelled
As I said before Areida was dreary. It was drizzling constantly ever since we set down. My hair was beginning to become plastered to my face. Habitually I glanced overhead checking the sun for the time. A wry grin almost crept across my face. There were so many clouds you wouldn't be able to even detect a slight brightness.
My roving eye caught the glimpse of a braid and I straightened automatically. Perhaps the hour was up. With my usual grace I moved silently through the crowd until I was behind the boy. "Duo?" I shook my head slightly still unused to the notion of speaking to someone. Duo turned and nearly strangled a few strangers with his braid. It would have been extremely painful if it had hit someone's neck.
"Hey! Nice ta see ya again!" His violet eyes studied me frankly. "Think I know the perfect place for you. Well……maybe……If he doesn't kill me first…" I raised an eyebrow. Interesting. Duo grinned, "Ah don't worry man! We're best friends!" Duo started to walk away before pausing and looking back at me. "Ya comin?" I nodded and followed slightly behind giving me a chance to asses Duo again. Maybe I could figure something out.
As before Duo was dressed in a strange black costume, almost like a priests. The pants were baggy until they reached about knee level the became skin tight. This was matched to a black shirt, also loose, with a small nitch where a white collar, or undershirt, peeked out.
Maybe…he was from Maxwell Church… No. I had to stop thinking like that. As if the faceless soldier would meet someone that well known.
Duo stopped and I barely managed to avoid running into him. Curse my thoughts, I should have been paying attention to where we were going and instead I was thinking about my guide! I looked around trying to figure out where I was. And how I got here.
In front of me stood well…a shack. It looked as if a gust of wind could blow it down. On every side were buildings in better or worse repair. Duo smirked. "Meet your new home." I looked at him expressionless. The braided one just grinned and knocked on the door. "HEY!! CHANG WUFEI GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE!" Dear God! I winced and moved away slightly. Distance equals quiet. A piece of the wall came flying open, or maybe it was the door.
"Duo.." That one word held a world of warning in it. The newcomer, Chang Wufei apparently, stood in the doorway glaring at Duo. Again the sense of not being able to classify struck me. He was oriental in ethnicity with jet black hair sleeked back. In his hand he held on ancient type of sword, a katakana(SP?).
"Yeah Yeah You'll chop off my braid. I KNOW!" Duo sounded slightly irritated something not to be expected with his jokers attitude. "Look Fei. I need your help. This guy," Duo jerked a finger towards me "he helped me out a lot and he needs a place to stay and you're the only one that I could call a favor in on so I brought him here and-" 'Fei' cut him off.
"Do you even know who he is!? He could be anyone! SALLY!!!" I raised an eyebrow. This was almost definatly not what Duo had planned.
"BUSY! Deal with it!" Came the answer from inside the shack. A small smirk played across my face. It was clear who was the boss in this situation. 'Fei' as Duo had called him was an oriental boy no older no younger than Dou or I. His deep brown, almost black, eyes peered at me suspiciously.
"Look Fei. I trust him." Duo was perfectly serious. He wasn't joking or pleading, yet another facet revealed. The other boy looked uneasy but nodded stepping away from the door. That one phrase had done what reason did not. Yes…something was strange about these two. Without another word Duo shot a thankful glance at Chang Wufei and motioned me inside.
As I said before Areida was dreary. It was drizzling constantly ever since we set down. My hair was beginning to become plastered to my face. Habitually I glanced overhead checking the sun for the time. A wry grin almost crept across my face. There were so many clouds you wouldn't be able to even detect a slight brightness.
My roving eye caught the glimpse of a braid and I straightened automatically. Perhaps the hour was up. With my usual grace I moved silently through the crowd until I was behind the boy. "Duo?" I shook my head slightly still unused to the notion of speaking to someone. Duo turned and nearly strangled a few strangers with his braid. It would have been extremely painful if it had hit someone's neck.
"Hey! Nice ta see ya again!" His violet eyes studied me frankly. "Think I know the perfect place for you. Well……maybe……If he doesn't kill me first…" I raised an eyebrow. Interesting. Duo grinned, "Ah don't worry man! We're best friends!" Duo started to walk away before pausing and looking back at me. "Ya comin?" I nodded and followed slightly behind giving me a chance to asses Duo again. Maybe I could figure something out.
As before Duo was dressed in a strange black costume, almost like a priests. The pants were baggy until they reached about knee level the became skin tight. This was matched to a black shirt, also loose, with a small nitch where a white collar, or undershirt, peeked out.
Maybe…he was from Maxwell Church… No. I had to stop thinking like that. As if the faceless soldier would meet someone that well known.
Duo stopped and I barely managed to avoid running into him. Curse my thoughts, I should have been paying attention to where we were going and instead I was thinking about my guide! I looked around trying to figure out where I was. And how I got here.
In front of me stood well…a shack. It looked as if a gust of wind could blow it down. On every side were buildings in better or worse repair. Duo smirked. "Meet your new home." I looked at him expressionless. The braided one just grinned and knocked on the door. "HEY!! CHANG WUFEI GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE!" Dear God! I winced and moved away slightly. Distance equals quiet. A piece of the wall came flying open, or maybe it was the door.
"Duo.." That one word held a world of warning in it. The newcomer, Chang Wufei apparently, stood in the doorway glaring at Duo. Again the sense of not being able to classify struck me. He was oriental in ethnicity with jet black hair sleeked back. In his hand he held on ancient type of sword, a katakana(SP?).
"Yeah Yeah You'll chop off my braid. I KNOW!" Duo sounded slightly irritated something not to be expected with his jokers attitude. "Look Fei. I need your help. This guy," Duo jerked a finger towards me "he helped me out a lot and he needs a place to stay and you're the only one that I could call a favor in on so I brought him here and-" 'Fei' cut him off.
"Do you even know who he is!? He could be anyone! SALLY!!!" I raised an eyebrow. This was almost definatly not what Duo had planned.
"BUSY! Deal with it!" Came the answer from inside the shack. A small smirk played across my face. It was clear who was the boss in this situation. 'Fei' as Duo had called him was an oriental boy no older no younger than Dou or I. His deep brown, almost black, eyes peered at me suspiciously.
"Look Fei. I trust him." Duo was perfectly serious. He wasn't joking or pleading, yet another facet revealed. The other boy looked uneasy but nodded stepping away from the door. That one phrase had done what reason did not. Yes…something was strange about these two. Without another word Duo shot a thankful glance at Chang Wufei and motioned me inside.
