Disclaimer: I don't own this--and neither do you.brbr
I would just like to apologize in advance for the little bit toward the end that is almost completely in German. I guess I was just thinking in German when I wrote it. There is a full translation though, so don't worry, you'll be able to understand it.
Inside Preventor HQ, Lady Une sat shocked and shattered. Her eyes fluttered from the mound of paper, to the television screen, while stopping briefly at the video-screen in between. (Judas had just finished a report from his location at the Peacecraft Mansion in the Sanc Kingdom.)brBr
She didn't know what flustered her more, the fact that something like this had crept under her nose yet again, or the fact that the President had called an emergency meeting with her and the Vice Foreign Minister. This was an inconvenience for two reasons. One was because this meeting would leave her little or no time to meet with her subordinates before the end of the day. The second reason this meeting was inconvenient was because she would not have much time to prepare her information adequately, and would therefore get chewed out. It was likely that this could be the end of her job--if not the end of the Preventors.brBrBr------------BrbrBr
One might think that in the even of a war threat, a society might arm itself against and all said threats. Though, the particular culture in which Trowa Barton currently resided did not have the means by which to arm itself.brBr
Two years before, complete disarmament took place throughout the Earth Sphere. The only people across the population that were allowed weapons were the Preventors. Even these weapons were considered meager by previous technological standards.brBr
Though he and his fellow gundam pilots had the knowledge by which to create the fanciful beam-particle weapons of the not-so-distant past, they chose not to, knowing that it would be worse for everyone. Instead, he and his fellow warriors stuck with their own ancient pistols and machine guns, the occasioal rocket launcher, and of course, grenades. Other than that there were few weapons available to the few who were allowed to have them.brBr
It was often, still, that he thought about fighting. Not really that he wanted to fight anymore, but more remembering what it had been to fight, and how the definition of fighting had changed in the eyes of the world since the birth of Relena Darilan into the world of politics. It was like the second coming of Heero Yuy.
/i"Finally, all of you, live in Harmony with one another; be sympathetic, love as brothers, be compassionate and humble. Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, becuase to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing. For, 'Whoever would love life and see good days must keep his tongue from evil and his lips from deceitful speech. He must turn from evil and do good; he must seek peace and pursue it. For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer, but the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.'"[1]brBrbr-----------brBrBr
Green Envy.brBr
Envious of a handicapped Chinese girl. She was standing in the kitchen, reading the latest report Lady Une had faxed in from the World Capitol.brbr
Jealousy pulsated throughout her lean body. Through her concentration, she heard the low murmurs of the two Chinese decedents chattering. Something in their dialog almost sounded argumentative. These seemingly hostile whispers though, made less sense than her jealousy. Her partner and her patient had known each other for little over twenty-four hours... Still, her thought wondered from her work while her ears strained to reach the living room where the two were stationed.brbr
Meilun had shied away from most everyone, except the occasional exchange with Hilde. Sally could no longer ignore Wufei's voice, mingled with the small injured woman's.brbr
She scorned herself for even allowing the jealousy to creep into her. She and Wufei were nothing but partners, but it was no secet that she had feeling for him. Damn her foolish womanly emotions.brbrbr--------brbrBr
"What do you know of this war?" Wufei demanded.brBr
"Multiple terrorist attacks do not exactly assemble a war," Meiran countered.brBr
"There iwill/i be a war, and I iwill/i be called to fight just as I have been before," Wufei's voice calmed solemnly.brBr
"You don't want to fight..."brbr
"i am a warrior for the bounty of peace. I put out fires before they spread and engulf the world." Wufei repeated, his forehead parallel to the floor.brBr
There was a dense silence between husband and wife. Meiran bit her lip, considering how the former statement was meant to be taken.brBr
"Humans cannot prevent the inevitable. Some things have to happen Wufei." Her tone was not sweet, nor matter of fact, neither was it threatening , nor sympathetic. Only slight did she resonate the Meiran he had once known. Instead, she revealed a more mature, honorable woman.brBr
"I have failed," the young man whispered, ashamed.brbr
"No," Meiran's authoritative voice beckoned him to raise his head. "You have not failed Wufei-san."brbr
His eyes studied her sturdy face, blemished by scabs and bruises. Somewhere buried beneath the wreckage, he found an encouraging sincerity. Hope.brBr
"It is I who has failed," she began. "It was my womanly weaknesses that caused all of this. If I hadn't tried to prove to you that I was strong, I wouldn't have started what I did."brBr
"Instead of probing farther and pursuing the matter, he grasped his wife's hand. "You have changed Meiran, but you have always had a strong sense of justice. I know you only did what you knew to be right and just."brbr
Knowing better than to pull her hand away from her husband's awkward grasp, Meirna nodded grimly, agreeing with him instead.BrBr
br----------brBrBR
Sally leaned over the table, checking to make sure her partner wasn't upsetting her patient too badly. She lost all the muscle control in her jaw at the sight and quickly sat back, so as not to be noticed. Then, just to clarify what she'd seen, she glanced back. This time, rather than spying a small bit of hand holding, she spotted Wufei leaning over the girl, as if he were about to kiss her. Not one to easily overreact, she forced herself to sit back in her seat, calmly gather her thoughts and emotions, and enter the living room.brbr
"How's my patient doing?!" Sally said brightly, shoving Wufei aside.brbr
"i'm doing much better," Meiran smiled falsely. brBr
"I think it's about time to change some of those bandages, what do you say?" Her voice sounded just a little itoo/i cheery.bRbr
Meiran only nodded as Sally shoved Wufei into the kitchen, reminding him to look over the newly faxed information.brBrbr---------brBrbr
"Have you heard the newest order from Phoenix?"brbr
Judas and Legion conferred in a dimly lit restaurant not far outside Constance.brbr
"The man has gone insane. How long do you think we can keep our puppet going?" Judas asked earnestly.brBr
"I'm not sure. Phoenix doesn't realize that he's simply a diversion--disposable. The orders aren't coming from him."brBr
"So when do you think?" Judas asked.brBr
"The sooner the better. He's not making sense anymore. This stupid terrorist stuff was never our original intent. Like you said though, the man's insane."brBr
"Consider him gone," Judas nodded dismally.brBrBr---------brBrBR
Quatre sat quietly in his hotel room, watching the numbers on his computer flicker with the batting of his eyes. So far 244 people had been killed by these nonsensical terrorist attacks. He saved the data and closed the paper thin laptop.brBr
Tragically he shook his head. "When will all the killing stop?"brBr----------brBrbr
"Hilde?" Duo asked the darkness.brBr
Silence....brBr
"Hilde? You there?" The voice of the braided pilot asked, only slightly worried.brBr
Opening the door a little further, he found his girlfriend coiled up in a corner. Her arms were stretched firmly around her legs, head down.brbr
"Hilde, why are you crying?" he inquired uncertainly, stooping down next to her.brbr
"Ich moechte Deutsch Sprechen." (2) She muttered, tears streaming.brbr
"Dann sprechen wir Deutsch." (3) His German was fair, thought most of his sentences were phrased simply.brBr
"Warum schreist du?" (4) he asked, regarding his sobbing girlfriend.brbr
"Ich verstehe dieser Krieg night." (5)brBr
"Dieser Krief night genau," (6) sounding much like an American trying to speak German, he tried to phrase a sentence for which he did not know the correct word order. It was good for a beginner. brbr
"Der Krieg ist night jetzt hier, aber er ist nahe." (7)brbr
"Richtig...Alles dann jetzt ist gut." (8)brBr
"Ja...jetzt, aber...den morgen...naechste woche...oder naechste Jahr..." (9)brBr
Duo broke in, pulling Hilde from her cornered haven. "This isn't like you," he sighed.brbr
"Ich weiss... Ich weiss nicht wir tun..."(10)brBr
"Mir auch...Mir auch meine kleine Freundin..."(11)brbr
hr
[1]--1 Peter 3:8-12 (Internal quote from Psalm 34:12-16)br
[2]-- "I want to speak in German"br
[3]-- "The German it is!"br
[4]-- "Why are you crying?"br
[5]-- "I do not understand this war"br
[6]-- "This isn't exactly a war." (Literally: This isn't exactly war.)br
[7]-- "The war isn't here now, but it is near.br
[8]-- "True, everthing is fine now."br
[9]-- "Yeah, now, but.. in the morning.. next week, or even next year..."br
[10]-- "I know. I don't what we're going to do."brbr
[11]-- "Me either...Me either my little girlfriend. (It's an endearing term. He's being sweet.)brBr
I would just like to apologize in advance for the little bit toward the end that is almost completely in German. I guess I was just thinking in German when I wrote it. There is a full translation though, so don't worry, you'll be able to understand it.
Inside Preventor HQ, Lady Une sat shocked and shattered. Her eyes fluttered from the mound of paper, to the television screen, while stopping briefly at the video-screen in between. (Judas had just finished a report from his location at the Peacecraft Mansion in the Sanc Kingdom.)brBr
She didn't know what flustered her more, the fact that something like this had crept under her nose yet again, or the fact that the President had called an emergency meeting with her and the Vice Foreign Minister. This was an inconvenience for two reasons. One was because this meeting would leave her little or no time to meet with her subordinates before the end of the day. The second reason this meeting was inconvenient was because she would not have much time to prepare her information adequately, and would therefore get chewed out. It was likely that this could be the end of her job--if not the end of the Preventors.brBrBr------------BrbrBr
One might think that in the even of a war threat, a society might arm itself against and all said threats. Though, the particular culture in which Trowa Barton currently resided did not have the means by which to arm itself.brBr
Two years before, complete disarmament took place throughout the Earth Sphere. The only people across the population that were allowed weapons were the Preventors. Even these weapons were considered meager by previous technological standards.brBr
Though he and his fellow gundam pilots had the knowledge by which to create the fanciful beam-particle weapons of the not-so-distant past, they chose not to, knowing that it would be worse for everyone. Instead, he and his fellow warriors stuck with their own ancient pistols and machine guns, the occasioal rocket launcher, and of course, grenades. Other than that there were few weapons available to the few who were allowed to have them.brBr
It was often, still, that he thought about fighting. Not really that he wanted to fight anymore, but more remembering what it had been to fight, and how the definition of fighting had changed in the eyes of the world since the birth of Relena Darilan into the world of politics. It was like the second coming of Heero Yuy.
/i"Finally, all of you, live in Harmony with one another; be sympathetic, love as brothers, be compassionate and humble. Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, becuase to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing. For, 'Whoever would love life and see good days must keep his tongue from evil and his lips from deceitful speech. He must turn from evil and do good; he must seek peace and pursue it. For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer, but the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.'"[1]brBrbr-----------brBrBr
Green Envy.brBr
Envious of a handicapped Chinese girl. She was standing in the kitchen, reading the latest report Lady Une had faxed in from the World Capitol.brbr
Jealousy pulsated throughout her lean body. Through her concentration, she heard the low murmurs of the two Chinese decedents chattering. Something in their dialog almost sounded argumentative. These seemingly hostile whispers though, made less sense than her jealousy. Her partner and her patient had known each other for little over twenty-four hours... Still, her thought wondered from her work while her ears strained to reach the living room where the two were stationed.brbr
Meilun had shied away from most everyone, except the occasional exchange with Hilde. Sally could no longer ignore Wufei's voice, mingled with the small injured woman's.brbr
She scorned herself for even allowing the jealousy to creep into her. She and Wufei were nothing but partners, but it was no secet that she had feeling for him. Damn her foolish womanly emotions.brbrbr--------brbrBr
"What do you know of this war?" Wufei demanded.brBr
"Multiple terrorist attacks do not exactly assemble a war," Meiran countered.brBr
"There iwill/i be a war, and I iwill/i be called to fight just as I have been before," Wufei's voice calmed solemnly.brBr
"You don't want to fight..."brbr
"i am a warrior for the bounty of peace. I put out fires before they spread and engulf the world." Wufei repeated, his forehead parallel to the floor.brBr
There was a dense silence between husband and wife. Meiran bit her lip, considering how the former statement was meant to be taken.brBr
"Humans cannot prevent the inevitable. Some things have to happen Wufei." Her tone was not sweet, nor matter of fact, neither was it threatening , nor sympathetic. Only slight did she resonate the Meiran he had once known. Instead, she revealed a more mature, honorable woman.brBr
"I have failed," the young man whispered, ashamed.brbr
"No," Meiran's authoritative voice beckoned him to raise his head. "You have not failed Wufei-san."brbr
His eyes studied her sturdy face, blemished by scabs and bruises. Somewhere buried beneath the wreckage, he found an encouraging sincerity. Hope.brBr
"It is I who has failed," she began. "It was my womanly weaknesses that caused all of this. If I hadn't tried to prove to you that I was strong, I wouldn't have started what I did."brBr
"Instead of probing farther and pursuing the matter, he grasped his wife's hand. "You have changed Meiran, but you have always had a strong sense of justice. I know you only did what you knew to be right and just."brbr
Knowing better than to pull her hand away from her husband's awkward grasp, Meirna nodded grimly, agreeing with him instead.BrBr
br----------brBrBR
Sally leaned over the table, checking to make sure her partner wasn't upsetting her patient too badly. She lost all the muscle control in her jaw at the sight and quickly sat back, so as not to be noticed. Then, just to clarify what she'd seen, she glanced back. This time, rather than spying a small bit of hand holding, she spotted Wufei leaning over the girl, as if he were about to kiss her. Not one to easily overreact, she forced herself to sit back in her seat, calmly gather her thoughts and emotions, and enter the living room.brbr
"How's my patient doing?!" Sally said brightly, shoving Wufei aside.brbr
"i'm doing much better," Meiran smiled falsely. brBr
"I think it's about time to change some of those bandages, what do you say?" Her voice sounded just a little itoo/i cheery.bRbr
Meiran only nodded as Sally shoved Wufei into the kitchen, reminding him to look over the newly faxed information.brBrbr---------brBrbr
"Have you heard the newest order from Phoenix?"brbr
Judas and Legion conferred in a dimly lit restaurant not far outside Constance.brbr
"The man has gone insane. How long do you think we can keep our puppet going?" Judas asked earnestly.brBr
"I'm not sure. Phoenix doesn't realize that he's simply a diversion--disposable. The orders aren't coming from him."brBr
"So when do you think?" Judas asked.brBr
"The sooner the better. He's not making sense anymore. This stupid terrorist stuff was never our original intent. Like you said though, the man's insane."brBr
"Consider him gone," Judas nodded dismally.brBrBr---------brBrBR
Quatre sat quietly in his hotel room, watching the numbers on his computer flicker with the batting of his eyes. So far 244 people had been killed by these nonsensical terrorist attacks. He saved the data and closed the paper thin laptop.brBr
Tragically he shook his head. "When will all the killing stop?"brBr----------brBrbr
"Hilde?" Duo asked the darkness.brBr
Silence....brBr
"Hilde? You there?" The voice of the braided pilot asked, only slightly worried.brBr
Opening the door a little further, he found his girlfriend coiled up in a corner. Her arms were stretched firmly around her legs, head down.brbr
"Hilde, why are you crying?" he inquired uncertainly, stooping down next to her.brbr
"Ich moechte Deutsch Sprechen." (2) She muttered, tears streaming.brbr
"Dann sprechen wir Deutsch." (3) His German was fair, thought most of his sentences were phrased simply.brBr
"Warum schreist du?" (4) he asked, regarding his sobbing girlfriend.brbr
"Ich verstehe dieser Krieg night." (5)brBr
"Dieser Krief night genau," (6) sounding much like an American trying to speak German, he tried to phrase a sentence for which he did not know the correct word order. It was good for a beginner. brbr
"Der Krieg ist night jetzt hier, aber er ist nahe." (7)brbr
"Richtig...Alles dann jetzt ist gut." (8)brBr
"Ja...jetzt, aber...den morgen...naechste woche...oder naechste Jahr..." (9)brBr
Duo broke in, pulling Hilde from her cornered haven. "This isn't like you," he sighed.brbr
"Ich weiss... Ich weiss nicht wir tun..."(10)brBr
"Mir auch...Mir auch meine kleine Freundin..."(11)brbr
hr
[1]--1 Peter 3:8-12 (Internal quote from Psalm 34:12-16)br
[2]-- "I want to speak in German"br
[3]-- "The German it is!"br
[4]-- "Why are you crying?"br
[5]-- "I do not understand this war"br
[6]-- "This isn't exactly a war." (Literally: This isn't exactly war.)br
[7]-- "The war isn't here now, but it is near.br
[8]-- "True, everthing is fine now."br
[9]-- "Yeah, now, but.. in the morning.. next week, or even next year..."br
[10]-- "I know. I don't what we're going to do."brbr
[11]-- "Me either...Me either my little girlfriend. (It's an endearing term. He's being sweet.)brBr