People always look at me and assume innocence. At first it's amusing then
it just gets irritating. There is
only so much I can stand of being told I look 12. This works to my advantage sometimes...well really
most of the time. Not only am I strong for my size...with my training I am stronger then most
individuals. When you go into combat with someone the first thing they do is size you up. When
fighting against a twelve year old boy...most tend not to give their all.there mistake because by the time
they realize I'm not ordinary it's too late.
Sometimes I think the others underestimate me as well. I 'm always the one to nurtured and watched
over. I'm pretty even tempered about it though .I mean coming from a family of 29 older sisters you get
used to the mother-hen act. But that does not mean I am weak.
If I were weak I would not be able to pilot and survive. Just because Sandrock is made of gundanium
alloy does not me it'' invincible. Just figure in the laws of physics any action has an equal and opposite
reaction.
When I am hit with missiles and bullets they may not pierce the armor but I feel the impact. I get most
of my bruises not from fighting but from being jostled about in the cockpit.
Once while piloting Sandrock had been literally thrown to the ground...he recovered, me.well the
harness held me in my seat but the force also managed to dislocate my shoulder. Now when you're in
battle you do not yell time out and go sit on the sidelines. the world does not stop because you want it
to..
I had to go on fighting. When we got back home I stayed in my gundam for about an hour doing systems
checks. This is to make sure there is no damage that just is not visible. We all do this there are very
complicated programs that come together to make a gundam invincible...one error becomes an arcilles
heel. When I got out everyone else had left. I went to my room and was in the process of preparing to
move my shoulder back in place when a knock came at my door
I replaced my shirt and answered it. Heero was stood there, first aid box in hand.
"yes Heero?" he merely side stepped me and my question and entered my room. I figured I would wait for
him to tell me what he wanted. I was not Duo I was not going to keep pestering until I beat it out of him.
"take off your shirt"
"Excuse me?" ok now we all know Heero is not known for his eloquent conversation but you can do a
little better than that.
"your shoulder"
"what about it?"
"you dislocated it"
"and your point would be?" now everyone agrees that I a m usually a very kind, patient person, but not
even God was prepared when Heero was born.
At this last remark Heero opened the case in hand. He took out some pain killers, an ice pack and some
bandages. When he was fully prepared he merely looked at me. I guess that meant I really had no choice.
Sighing I took a set upon my bed. Carefully I lifted my shirt one-handedly over my head. Heero grasped
my arm right above the shoulder and above the elbow joint. Quickly and carefully he moved my arm
out off it's awkward position and back in to the socket. The entire time he watched me, looking me right
in the eyes. Almost daring me to betray some sign of weakness. When that was done he bandaged it to
control swelling. He then took the ice pack and broke the barrier separating the chemicals. He then
handed it to me.
"What's this for, it's a little too late for ice" and it was, ice helps control and prevent swelling .after
finishing up the battle and checking Sandrock out, that little time window had slammed shut.
"your face" At this remark, my hand snaked up and felt all over. I paused when I felt a throbbing pain.
Kind of like a cut does not hurt until you look at it. Half of my face was swollen, I vaguely remembered
hitting it on one of the control panels. The harness was there to save your life. After that no promises.
I placed the pack over it. He then tried to give me the pain killers I refused. He gave me a long hard stare
and that point I began ignoring him. Hey give me a break I'm crabby when I'm in pain. However I don't
like to use medication unless I can't handle it.
Heero walked out at this point closing the door behind him. For a few minutes I lay there then I got up
and walked down the hallway to his room. He was stowing the kit away. I knocked. He looked up and
nodded in acknowledgment.
"Heero.I am sorry I did not mean to be rude or ungrateful...it's just I didn't think that anyone knew and
I disliked your being about to tell I was hurt. And I usually tend to my own wounds."
"I saw the way you climbed out of Sandrock. Together with that fall I witnessed in battle. I figured the
harness must have pulled something out." when I did not respond I guess he figured it best to elaborate.
"I figured you would need help replacing it. Why did you not take the medication, I assume the pain is
great"
"I can handle it"
now you wonder what was the purpose of this story. Here's the reason. Once duo got caught and was
imprisoned. When we found him he had been severely beaten.
Heero walked into the room were he was lying down placed a roll of bandages and some
antiseptic on the foot of the bed and walked out. I helped him dress his wounds when Heero left.
When Duo later could not find the kit, he asked Heero where he had placed the pain relievers. Heero told
him he could not take any because he needed to be alert. Besides being a gundam pilot he should be
used to the pain. WuFei told me this when he returned form some corner store with some medicine for
duo. He said all of this disdainfully then added his own opinion, if the pain was so bad duo wanted
medicine, WuFei rather have him sleepy from meds, than to pass out from pain. Being able to move
without fearing pain was better.
I did not believe that Heero had a sudden change of heart. He believed me weak and unable to cope, and
that pissed me off.
Oi.long chapter.sorry I did not update sooner college junk.I am once again asking for criticism and I am looking for someone to beta. I will beg if necessary. Any one who has an eye for detail and understands grammar and sentence structure better than I do! thanx
only so much I can stand of being told I look 12. This works to my advantage sometimes...well really
most of the time. Not only am I strong for my size...with my training I am stronger then most
individuals. When you go into combat with someone the first thing they do is size you up. When
fighting against a twelve year old boy...most tend not to give their all.there mistake because by the time
they realize I'm not ordinary it's too late.
Sometimes I think the others underestimate me as well. I 'm always the one to nurtured and watched
over. I'm pretty even tempered about it though .I mean coming from a family of 29 older sisters you get
used to the mother-hen act. But that does not mean I am weak.
If I were weak I would not be able to pilot and survive. Just because Sandrock is made of gundanium
alloy does not me it'' invincible. Just figure in the laws of physics any action has an equal and opposite
reaction.
When I am hit with missiles and bullets they may not pierce the armor but I feel the impact. I get most
of my bruises not from fighting but from being jostled about in the cockpit.
Once while piloting Sandrock had been literally thrown to the ground...he recovered, me.well the
harness held me in my seat but the force also managed to dislocate my shoulder. Now when you're in
battle you do not yell time out and go sit on the sidelines. the world does not stop because you want it
to..
I had to go on fighting. When we got back home I stayed in my gundam for about an hour doing systems
checks. This is to make sure there is no damage that just is not visible. We all do this there are very
complicated programs that come together to make a gundam invincible...one error becomes an arcilles
heel. When I got out everyone else had left. I went to my room and was in the process of preparing to
move my shoulder back in place when a knock came at my door
I replaced my shirt and answered it. Heero was stood there, first aid box in hand.
"yes Heero?" he merely side stepped me and my question and entered my room. I figured I would wait for
him to tell me what he wanted. I was not Duo I was not going to keep pestering until I beat it out of him.
"take off your shirt"
"Excuse me?" ok now we all know Heero is not known for his eloquent conversation but you can do a
little better than that.
"your shoulder"
"what about it?"
"you dislocated it"
"and your point would be?" now everyone agrees that I a m usually a very kind, patient person, but not
even God was prepared when Heero was born.
At this last remark Heero opened the case in hand. He took out some pain killers, an ice pack and some
bandages. When he was fully prepared he merely looked at me. I guess that meant I really had no choice.
Sighing I took a set upon my bed. Carefully I lifted my shirt one-handedly over my head. Heero grasped
my arm right above the shoulder and above the elbow joint. Quickly and carefully he moved my arm
out off it's awkward position and back in to the socket. The entire time he watched me, looking me right
in the eyes. Almost daring me to betray some sign of weakness. When that was done he bandaged it to
control swelling. He then took the ice pack and broke the barrier separating the chemicals. He then
handed it to me.
"What's this for, it's a little too late for ice" and it was, ice helps control and prevent swelling .after
finishing up the battle and checking Sandrock out, that little time window had slammed shut.
"your face" At this remark, my hand snaked up and felt all over. I paused when I felt a throbbing pain.
Kind of like a cut does not hurt until you look at it. Half of my face was swollen, I vaguely remembered
hitting it on one of the control panels. The harness was there to save your life. After that no promises.
I placed the pack over it. He then tried to give me the pain killers I refused. He gave me a long hard stare
and that point I began ignoring him. Hey give me a break I'm crabby when I'm in pain. However I don't
like to use medication unless I can't handle it.
Heero walked out at this point closing the door behind him. For a few minutes I lay there then I got up
and walked down the hallway to his room. He was stowing the kit away. I knocked. He looked up and
nodded in acknowledgment.
"Heero.I am sorry I did not mean to be rude or ungrateful...it's just I didn't think that anyone knew and
I disliked your being about to tell I was hurt. And I usually tend to my own wounds."
"I saw the way you climbed out of Sandrock. Together with that fall I witnessed in battle. I figured the
harness must have pulled something out." when I did not respond I guess he figured it best to elaborate.
"I figured you would need help replacing it. Why did you not take the medication, I assume the pain is
great"
"I can handle it"
now you wonder what was the purpose of this story. Here's the reason. Once duo got caught and was
imprisoned. When we found him he had been severely beaten.
Heero walked into the room were he was lying down placed a roll of bandages and some
antiseptic on the foot of the bed and walked out. I helped him dress his wounds when Heero left.
When Duo later could not find the kit, he asked Heero where he had placed the pain relievers. Heero told
him he could not take any because he needed to be alert. Besides being a gundam pilot he should be
used to the pain. WuFei told me this when he returned form some corner store with some medicine for
duo. He said all of this disdainfully then added his own opinion, if the pain was so bad duo wanted
medicine, WuFei rather have him sleepy from meds, than to pass out from pain. Being able to move
without fearing pain was better.
I did not believe that Heero had a sudden change of heart. He believed me weak and unable to cope, and
that pissed me off.
Oi.long chapter.sorry I did not update sooner college junk.I am once again asking for criticism and I am looking for someone to beta. I will beg if necessary. Any one who has an eye for detail and understands grammar and sentence structure better than I do! thanx