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Relena's Detour
Summary: While on vacation for a number of years after the war Relena gets to work on a new Gundam. Relena/Duo
Relena brushed the sweet from her brow. She had been working on the newest still of Gundum for weeks. She did not even what to ask how this particular Gundum came about. Questions of that nature where classified. Gundaniam is rare after all. All she could think about is this is a Gundum for the age of War. Over the past months she thought about blowing up the thing. That would only mean a lot of angry people angry with her and that would do nothing to stop the production of a Gundum.
Relena went by the nickname R.E.D. Even going so far as to have a fake identity made for her. Now, she was Rea Emilia Dunston. Rea did sound like a red heads name but who is to say that she didn't die her hair red with blond highlights.
She could not take her old life. That is why she not only ran away but changed her name. Ok, so she was really on vacation, but telling herself she had run away made her feel better. One day, she just found this place. Was it faite? She would never know.
The first thing she did when she saw the mammoth Gundum was touch it. It is real, she tought. A man walked up to here and asked if she was there for the survive of the new Gundum. She did not answer only smiled. He told her that this new Gundums are nothing like the old ones and she would have to be trained all over, again.
Relena now Rea asked the man when she could start. If I can't avoid the war then I guess I will help. I just don't want to be driving this thing.
The man kindly looked at her as an equal and traing started the next day. With a little luck she would never see any of the ignorant pilots form her past again. Or, so she told herself for comfort.
*********Present*******
Rea (Relena) yelled out again, "Darn this thing. Oh, now I see." She had connected some wires wrong in the arm and the Gundum looked as if it was flicking people off. Laughing softly she read the manual and quickly as possible (an hour later) the hand acted normally. "Yes, I knew you loved me, baby." She patted the Gundam, softly. Soon the arms moved properly. Clapping her hands. "You know how I like it." Now, only if the legs worked properly. I don't care if people think I am insane. I will talk to this Gundum anyhow. "Now, let me try this." "No." Two hours and one bathroom brake later. "That is a good Gundum." Good thing I am not the only one working on this thing.
A man with a long braid approached her. "Hey, Women" She just continued to work on the Gundam. "Do you have a name?" He taped her on the shoulder, which scared the stuffing out of her causing her to drop some of her tools.
Rea (Relena) did not even look up. Why look up anyhow? She felt like crying. She picked up her tools. "The arms are working perfectly. The legs will be looking good when I am done with them." Waiting for him to speak, she just contiuned picking up her tools. That manual might as well be written in code. I hope I can get this thing ready on time.
The braided haired man (You know it is Duo) finally spoke up. "You still have not told me your name?" He tried to get a name for a second time. She has her hands on my Gundum. Just stay calm. My poor, Gundam. I will resest the earge to kill her.
Relena's Detour
Summary: While on vacation for a number of years after the war Relena gets to work on a new Gundam. Relena/Duo
Relena brushed the sweet from her brow. She had been working on the newest still of Gundum for weeks. She did not even what to ask how this particular Gundum came about. Questions of that nature where classified. Gundaniam is rare after all. All she could think about is this is a Gundum for the age of War. Over the past months she thought about blowing up the thing. That would only mean a lot of angry people angry with her and that would do nothing to stop the production of a Gundum.
Relena went by the nickname R.E.D. Even going so far as to have a fake identity made for her. Now, she was Rea Emilia Dunston. Rea did sound like a red heads name but who is to say that she didn't die her hair red with blond highlights.
She could not take her old life. That is why she not only ran away but changed her name. Ok, so she was really on vacation, but telling herself she had run away made her feel better. One day, she just found this place. Was it faite? She would never know.
The first thing she did when she saw the mammoth Gundum was touch it. It is real, she tought. A man walked up to here and asked if she was there for the survive of the new Gundum. She did not answer only smiled. He told her that this new Gundums are nothing like the old ones and she would have to be trained all over, again.
Relena now Rea asked the man when she could start. If I can't avoid the war then I guess I will help. I just don't want to be driving this thing.
The man kindly looked at her as an equal and traing started the next day. With a little luck she would never see any of the ignorant pilots form her past again. Or, so she told herself for comfort.
*********Present*******
Rea (Relena) yelled out again, "Darn this thing. Oh, now I see." She had connected some wires wrong in the arm and the Gundum looked as if it was flicking people off. Laughing softly she read the manual and quickly as possible (an hour later) the hand acted normally. "Yes, I knew you loved me, baby." She patted the Gundam, softly. Soon the arms moved properly. Clapping her hands. "You know how I like it." Now, only if the legs worked properly. I don't care if people think I am insane. I will talk to this Gundum anyhow. "Now, let me try this." "No." Two hours and one bathroom brake later. "That is a good Gundum." Good thing I am not the only one working on this thing.
A man with a long braid approached her. "Hey, Women" She just continued to work on the Gundam. "Do you have a name?" He taped her on the shoulder, which scared the stuffing out of her causing her to drop some of her tools.
Rea (Relena) did not even look up. Why look up anyhow? She felt like crying. She picked up her tools. "The arms are working perfectly. The legs will be looking good when I am done with them." Waiting for him to speak, she just contiuned picking up her tools. That manual might as well be written in code. I hope I can get this thing ready on time.
The braided haired man (You know it is Duo) finally spoke up. "You still have not told me your name?" He tried to get a name for a second time. She has her hands on my Gundum. Just stay calm. My poor, Gundam. I will resest the earge to kill her.