New Century
Chapter II: The Knight and the Drunken
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Hello again. I hope you enjoyed the prologue, of a sort. I hope you like this next chappie.
Disclaimer: dunno the point of these. Anyway, don't own G Gundam, wish I did, believe me, wish I did. ________________________________________________________________________
Like I said before, I didn't know how close my musings were to the truth. And while I was busy doing my good share of falling head over heals for a cute guy, I knew I should have been asking "Why?"
As I neared the food court, I noticed that there was an uncharacteristic amount of people. I mean, a really, REALLY big crowd. Again, I forgot my hunger and started for the people. Heh, didn't really need to, because at that moment, I caught sight of red-orange hair, more importantly bangs that seem to defy gravity. _Wonder how much hair gel he uses every morn._ I wondered idly, getting closer. The swirl of a violet cape. I stopped. One word ran through my head: George. Then many more ran through my head: Oh my god! George de Sand.Here? Woa! That's so cool! I wonder if the others are here. Did Chibbody come? More importantly, is he still single.And on and on and on. I even got tired of my own thoughts, if you can believe. I knew I had to get him outta there, but how? I can't be open, no way! And yet I didn't know any sneaky way short of dragging him out. And personally, I don't think that's a good idea (professional fencer and all). I knew almost no swordplay skills, so I couldn't challenge him. Then I got an idea, a sneaky, crafty, almost-too-good-to-be-true idea. Heh, this would be good. I pushed through the crowd, hoping feverishly that I could pull this off. Well, I could be a good actress if I wanted to. I hoped.
"Move it peoples! Show's over! Go home!" I shouted. Heads turned. I pushed and shoved until I was in front of George himself. My heart was racing from excitement. _Maybe I can pull this off._ I thought. "Go on! Move! This show's over!"
"Show?" one of the people asked.
"Yeh." I answered. I gave George a look that I hoped said: Shut it, lemme take care of this. "Costume. Trying out a new costume."
"But it's not Halloween!" another person protested.
"Eh, so? Good head start on the competition makes it easier. Anyway, he," I jerked my finger at George, who was silent and confused, "wanted to make sure his costume was a hit, y'know?"
"It's a great costume!" one shouted.
"Yeah!"
"Keep it up!"
"Great, great. Now we gotta go!" I said. I grabbed George's arm and dragged him off, much like I had Kyoji. Once we were out of sight of that annoying crowd, I hauled George into a space between two buildings. I was about to explode with questions, but I could tell he had some of his own.
"How do you know my name?" George asked.
"How id you get into the 21st century?" I shot back. George sighed.
"Mademoiselle, please answer my question," he said. I guessed he was either unable or unwilling to tell me the answer to my question. I guessed it was the latter.
"Fine." I snapped. I guess I was acting younger than my age, but I had just so many questions. My age, by the way, is 20. "I know your name because you're my hero."
"Hero?" he muttered. "Domon said nobody would know us."
"Domon? He's here too?!" I asked excitedly.
"How do you know about us?" he asked, staring at me, trying to figure out how exactly I could possibly know about the Shuffles so way back in the past.
"You really wanna know?" I asked. He nodded. I took a deep breath, then began my "Shuffle Info" speech. I decided to mix it with my "People Info" speech. "George de Sand of Neo-France, 21, pilot of the Gundam Rose, and Jack of Diamonds in the Shuffle Alliance. Chibbody Crocket of Neo-America, 20, pilot of the Gundam Maxter, and Queen of Spades in the Shuffle Alliance. Argo Gulskii of Neo-Russia, 26, pilot of the Bolt Gundam, and Black Joker in the Shuffle Alliance. Sai Sici of Neo-China, 16, pilot of the Dragon Gundam and Ace of Clubs (or Club Ace) in the Shuffle Alliance. Domon Kasshu of Neo-Japan, 20, pilot of the Shining and Burning (or God) Gundams, King of Hearts in the Shuffle Alliance. Schwartz Bruder of Neo- Germany, mirror of Kyoji Kasshu, android, pilot of the Shadow (or Spiegel) Gundam, sometimes referred to as the "Wild Card" of the Shuffle Alliance. Kyoji Kasshu of Neo-Japan, brother of Domon Kasshu, 28, pilot of the Dark (or Devil)/Ultimate Gundam. Allenby Beardsly of Neo-Sweden, 20, pilot of the Noble Gundam, and when under the influence of DG cells, the Walter Gundam. Prime Minister Wong Yu-Fat of Neo-Hong-Kong, pilot of the Walter Gundam. Master Asia (or the Undefeated of the East, or Tohou Fuhai) of Neo- Hong-Kong, 50, pilot of the Hoaw and Master Gundams. Michelo Chariot of Neo-Italy, pilot of the Neros Gundam, and when under the influence of DG cells, the Raven Gundam. Gentle Chapman of Neo-England, pilot of the Royal (or John Bull) Gundam, and when under the influence of DG cells, the Grand Gundam. Major Ulube Ishikawa of Neo-Japan, pilot of the Grand Master Gundam. Rain Mikamura of Neo-Japan, 20, partner of Domon Kasshu, pilot of the Rising and Shining Gundams, and for a short period of time, the Dark (or Devil) Gundam, in love with Domon Kasshu. Princess Maria-Louise of Neo- France, in love with George de Sand. Janet, Shirley, Cath and Bunny of Neo- America, crew of Chibbody Crocket. Natasha of Neo-Russia, crew and prison warden of Argo Gulskii. Keoi and Zuisen of Neo-China, monks and crew of Sai Sici. Cecil Holgar of Neo-Denmark, in love with Sai Sici. Hans Holgar of Neo-Denmark and pilot of the Mermaid Gundam. Andrew Graham of Neo- Canada and pilot of the Grizzly Gundam. Dr. Mikamura of Neo-Japan, father of Rain Mikamura. Dr. Kasshu of Neo-Japan, father of Domon and Kyoji Kasshu, currently out of stasis. Commissioner Karato of Neo-Japan, fat and balding (sorry, had to add that). Seitt Gyuzelle of Neo-Turkey, pilot of the Minaret Gundam. Chico Rodriguez of Neo-Mexico, pilot of the Spike (or Tequila) Gundam. Kiral Mekirel of Neo-Napal, pilot of the Mandala Gundam. Gina Rodriguez of Neo-Mexico, brother of Chico Rodriguez. Romario Monini of Neo-Portugal, pilot of the Jester Gundam. Markirot Chronos of Neo- Greece, pilot of the Zeus Gundam. Dahal Muhammad of Neo-Egypt, pilot of Mummy (or Pharaoh) Gundam the VII (or VIII)."
George was gaping and speechless. I smiled innocently. "My speeches have that affect on people. Now can I start asking questions?"
"Um.er.uh." he said. I took that as a yes.
Again I took a big breath. "How did you get here? Why are you here? Is Domon here? Wait, you answered that already. Are Chibbody, Argo, Sai or any of the girls here? What is it like to pilot a Gundam? What is the MTS suit like? What is it like to be possessed by DG cells? Wait, don't tell me, I don't think I want to know. Did Rain and Domon get married? What about Argo and Natasha? Are Sai and Cecil dating yet? Ooooh! Has he proposed? Have you proposed to Maria-Louise yet? Is Chibbody still single? Do any of his girls have boyfriends? Did any of you change into something normal before going into public? Can you show me how to sword fight? That's one thing my instructor can't do. What about Domon? Can he show me anything? Can you show me your Shuffle Crest? You didn't bring your Gundams with you, did you? God, that would cause havoc! Hey, are you okay?"
George looked as if he was about to faint. "F--Fine, mademoiselle." He finally managed. He got his act under control. I hoped he would answer some of my questions. "We should go to the hotel, and you can.meet the others. I'm sure they'll be.ecstatic to meet you."
"Okay. What hotel are you staying at?" I asked. I bet I knew though.
"Rosary Inns." He said. How did I know? I'm psychic.mwahahahah! Kiddin'. It fit him, s'all. "Rose"ary Inns? Get it? Heh, tough crowd. Anyway, as I was saying, we began to walk to the Rosary Inns. On the way, we passed by some bars. On particularly caught my eye, and George's. It was normally a quiet pub, an Irish bar, but now you could hear the sounds of a brawl. _Wonder who could be making such a racket._ I thought idly. George was going to find out.
"Stay here, mon ami, for your own safety." He said, before sweeping into the bar, his violet cape almost getting caught as the door swung shut. _We'll have to something about that._ I noted. I was about to go in, that's how long he was taking, when he came out, pushing a drunk man in front of him.
"Chibbody, why do you get drunk so often?" George asked the man. Now I knew why his blue-and-pink hair, long fringed blue jacket and red shirt with a yellow star looked familiar. It was none other than Chibbody Crocket, Queen of Spades. I thought of a horrible nickname I'd try in him when he became sober and almost giggled. _Queenie, I'll call him Queenie!_ I thought. Oh yes, I was so cruel!
"The Chibbody Crocket?" I asked. Chibbody, being drunk, didn't notice anything different. I guessed he was used to being addressed so.
"Yeah, that I am!" he said, striking what he thought was a regal pose, but it just sent him off-balance and reeling backwards.
"Please, Chibbody, we're not in Future Century 60 anymore!" George said. Chibbody looked at him stupidly.
"We ain't?" he asked.
"No." George said in exasperation. "Hopefully Domon isn't drunk, or else we'll have a problem."
"Nah, he's probably spending time with Rain, sweet Rain." Chibbody said, getting a dreamy look in his eyes.
"And Argo never gets drunk." I injected.
"Nah, he just spends time with his lady-friend. She's pretty when she's not in that uniform." Chibbody said, his eyes again far away.
"Chibbody, Chibbody." George muttered, shaking his head in despair. "Please, miss.?"
"Kayla Anderson at your disposal.or indisposal.whatever." I said. I couldn't quite remember what it was I was supposed to say.
"Please, miss Anderson, if you would help me get him to the hotel.?" George asked me.
"Sure! I'd love to." I said. We both grabbed one of Chibbody's arms, hauling him in the right direction. _God,_ I thought. _This is going to be one hell of an adventure!_ ________________________________________________________________________
Well, hoped you liked it. Writing it was loads of fun. Hope you liked the speeches, they required some help from Danielle (ShadowTide). Read her stuff, it's good. Anyway, au revoir!
~*DarkDragon*~
Chapter II: The Knight and the Drunken
________________________________________________________________________
Hello again. I hope you enjoyed the prologue, of a sort. I hope you like this next chappie.
Disclaimer: dunno the point of these. Anyway, don't own G Gundam, wish I did, believe me, wish I did. ________________________________________________________________________
Like I said before, I didn't know how close my musings were to the truth. And while I was busy doing my good share of falling head over heals for a cute guy, I knew I should have been asking "Why?"
As I neared the food court, I noticed that there was an uncharacteristic amount of people. I mean, a really, REALLY big crowd. Again, I forgot my hunger and started for the people. Heh, didn't really need to, because at that moment, I caught sight of red-orange hair, more importantly bangs that seem to defy gravity. _Wonder how much hair gel he uses every morn._ I wondered idly, getting closer. The swirl of a violet cape. I stopped. One word ran through my head: George. Then many more ran through my head: Oh my god! George de Sand.Here? Woa! That's so cool! I wonder if the others are here. Did Chibbody come? More importantly, is he still single.And on and on and on. I even got tired of my own thoughts, if you can believe. I knew I had to get him outta there, but how? I can't be open, no way! And yet I didn't know any sneaky way short of dragging him out. And personally, I don't think that's a good idea (professional fencer and all). I knew almost no swordplay skills, so I couldn't challenge him. Then I got an idea, a sneaky, crafty, almost-too-good-to-be-true idea. Heh, this would be good. I pushed through the crowd, hoping feverishly that I could pull this off. Well, I could be a good actress if I wanted to. I hoped.
"Move it peoples! Show's over! Go home!" I shouted. Heads turned. I pushed and shoved until I was in front of George himself. My heart was racing from excitement. _Maybe I can pull this off._ I thought. "Go on! Move! This show's over!"
"Show?" one of the people asked.
"Yeh." I answered. I gave George a look that I hoped said: Shut it, lemme take care of this. "Costume. Trying out a new costume."
"But it's not Halloween!" another person protested.
"Eh, so? Good head start on the competition makes it easier. Anyway, he," I jerked my finger at George, who was silent and confused, "wanted to make sure his costume was a hit, y'know?"
"It's a great costume!" one shouted.
"Yeah!"
"Keep it up!"
"Great, great. Now we gotta go!" I said. I grabbed George's arm and dragged him off, much like I had Kyoji. Once we were out of sight of that annoying crowd, I hauled George into a space between two buildings. I was about to explode with questions, but I could tell he had some of his own.
"How do you know my name?" George asked.
"How id you get into the 21st century?" I shot back. George sighed.
"Mademoiselle, please answer my question," he said. I guessed he was either unable or unwilling to tell me the answer to my question. I guessed it was the latter.
"Fine." I snapped. I guess I was acting younger than my age, but I had just so many questions. My age, by the way, is 20. "I know your name because you're my hero."
"Hero?" he muttered. "Domon said nobody would know us."
"Domon? He's here too?!" I asked excitedly.
"How do you know about us?" he asked, staring at me, trying to figure out how exactly I could possibly know about the Shuffles so way back in the past.
"You really wanna know?" I asked. He nodded. I took a deep breath, then began my "Shuffle Info" speech. I decided to mix it with my "People Info" speech. "George de Sand of Neo-France, 21, pilot of the Gundam Rose, and Jack of Diamonds in the Shuffle Alliance. Chibbody Crocket of Neo-America, 20, pilot of the Gundam Maxter, and Queen of Spades in the Shuffle Alliance. Argo Gulskii of Neo-Russia, 26, pilot of the Bolt Gundam, and Black Joker in the Shuffle Alliance. Sai Sici of Neo-China, 16, pilot of the Dragon Gundam and Ace of Clubs (or Club Ace) in the Shuffle Alliance. Domon Kasshu of Neo-Japan, 20, pilot of the Shining and Burning (or God) Gundams, King of Hearts in the Shuffle Alliance. Schwartz Bruder of Neo- Germany, mirror of Kyoji Kasshu, android, pilot of the Shadow (or Spiegel) Gundam, sometimes referred to as the "Wild Card" of the Shuffle Alliance. Kyoji Kasshu of Neo-Japan, brother of Domon Kasshu, 28, pilot of the Dark (or Devil)/Ultimate Gundam. Allenby Beardsly of Neo-Sweden, 20, pilot of the Noble Gundam, and when under the influence of DG cells, the Walter Gundam. Prime Minister Wong Yu-Fat of Neo-Hong-Kong, pilot of the Walter Gundam. Master Asia (or the Undefeated of the East, or Tohou Fuhai) of Neo- Hong-Kong, 50, pilot of the Hoaw and Master Gundams. Michelo Chariot of Neo-Italy, pilot of the Neros Gundam, and when under the influence of DG cells, the Raven Gundam. Gentle Chapman of Neo-England, pilot of the Royal (or John Bull) Gundam, and when under the influence of DG cells, the Grand Gundam. Major Ulube Ishikawa of Neo-Japan, pilot of the Grand Master Gundam. Rain Mikamura of Neo-Japan, 20, partner of Domon Kasshu, pilot of the Rising and Shining Gundams, and for a short period of time, the Dark (or Devil) Gundam, in love with Domon Kasshu. Princess Maria-Louise of Neo- France, in love with George de Sand. Janet, Shirley, Cath and Bunny of Neo- America, crew of Chibbody Crocket. Natasha of Neo-Russia, crew and prison warden of Argo Gulskii. Keoi and Zuisen of Neo-China, monks and crew of Sai Sici. Cecil Holgar of Neo-Denmark, in love with Sai Sici. Hans Holgar of Neo-Denmark and pilot of the Mermaid Gundam. Andrew Graham of Neo- Canada and pilot of the Grizzly Gundam. Dr. Mikamura of Neo-Japan, father of Rain Mikamura. Dr. Kasshu of Neo-Japan, father of Domon and Kyoji Kasshu, currently out of stasis. Commissioner Karato of Neo-Japan, fat and balding (sorry, had to add that). Seitt Gyuzelle of Neo-Turkey, pilot of the Minaret Gundam. Chico Rodriguez of Neo-Mexico, pilot of the Spike (or Tequila) Gundam. Kiral Mekirel of Neo-Napal, pilot of the Mandala Gundam. Gina Rodriguez of Neo-Mexico, brother of Chico Rodriguez. Romario Monini of Neo-Portugal, pilot of the Jester Gundam. Markirot Chronos of Neo- Greece, pilot of the Zeus Gundam. Dahal Muhammad of Neo-Egypt, pilot of Mummy (or Pharaoh) Gundam the VII (or VIII)."
George was gaping and speechless. I smiled innocently. "My speeches have that affect on people. Now can I start asking questions?"
"Um.er.uh." he said. I took that as a yes.
Again I took a big breath. "How did you get here? Why are you here? Is Domon here? Wait, you answered that already. Are Chibbody, Argo, Sai or any of the girls here? What is it like to pilot a Gundam? What is the MTS suit like? What is it like to be possessed by DG cells? Wait, don't tell me, I don't think I want to know. Did Rain and Domon get married? What about Argo and Natasha? Are Sai and Cecil dating yet? Ooooh! Has he proposed? Have you proposed to Maria-Louise yet? Is Chibbody still single? Do any of his girls have boyfriends? Did any of you change into something normal before going into public? Can you show me how to sword fight? That's one thing my instructor can't do. What about Domon? Can he show me anything? Can you show me your Shuffle Crest? You didn't bring your Gundams with you, did you? God, that would cause havoc! Hey, are you okay?"
George looked as if he was about to faint. "F--Fine, mademoiselle." He finally managed. He got his act under control. I hoped he would answer some of my questions. "We should go to the hotel, and you can.meet the others. I'm sure they'll be.ecstatic to meet you."
"Okay. What hotel are you staying at?" I asked. I bet I knew though.
"Rosary Inns." He said. How did I know? I'm psychic.mwahahahah! Kiddin'. It fit him, s'all. "Rose"ary Inns? Get it? Heh, tough crowd. Anyway, as I was saying, we began to walk to the Rosary Inns. On the way, we passed by some bars. On particularly caught my eye, and George's. It was normally a quiet pub, an Irish bar, but now you could hear the sounds of a brawl. _Wonder who could be making such a racket._ I thought idly. George was going to find out.
"Stay here, mon ami, for your own safety." He said, before sweeping into the bar, his violet cape almost getting caught as the door swung shut. _We'll have to something about that._ I noted. I was about to go in, that's how long he was taking, when he came out, pushing a drunk man in front of him.
"Chibbody, why do you get drunk so often?" George asked the man. Now I knew why his blue-and-pink hair, long fringed blue jacket and red shirt with a yellow star looked familiar. It was none other than Chibbody Crocket, Queen of Spades. I thought of a horrible nickname I'd try in him when he became sober and almost giggled. _Queenie, I'll call him Queenie!_ I thought. Oh yes, I was so cruel!
"The Chibbody Crocket?" I asked. Chibbody, being drunk, didn't notice anything different. I guessed he was used to being addressed so.
"Yeah, that I am!" he said, striking what he thought was a regal pose, but it just sent him off-balance and reeling backwards.
"Please, Chibbody, we're not in Future Century 60 anymore!" George said. Chibbody looked at him stupidly.
"We ain't?" he asked.
"No." George said in exasperation. "Hopefully Domon isn't drunk, or else we'll have a problem."
"Nah, he's probably spending time with Rain, sweet Rain." Chibbody said, getting a dreamy look in his eyes.
"And Argo never gets drunk." I injected.
"Nah, he just spends time with his lady-friend. She's pretty when she's not in that uniform." Chibbody said, his eyes again far away.
"Chibbody, Chibbody." George muttered, shaking his head in despair. "Please, miss.?"
"Kayla Anderson at your disposal.or indisposal.whatever." I said. I couldn't quite remember what it was I was supposed to say.
"Please, miss Anderson, if you would help me get him to the hotel.?" George asked me.
"Sure! I'd love to." I said. We both grabbed one of Chibbody's arms, hauling him in the right direction. _God,_ I thought. _This is going to be one hell of an adventure!_ ________________________________________________________________________
Well, hoped you liked it. Writing it was loads of fun. Hope you liked the speeches, they required some help from Danielle (ShadowTide). Read her stuff, it's good. Anyway, au revoir!
~*DarkDragon*~