Silver: Hi I wanted to get this chapter out soon. *Mumbles* Not that
anyone cares.
Duo: Hey your friend always reviews all your chapters for all your stories.
Silver: That doesn't count we're friends we support each other and our stories.
Duo: *speechless*
Silver: That is a first. Well, while Duo is trying to find his tongue why don't you enjoy the story. Oh! yea I did get a review from Sadie Woods. Thank you, Sadie! Someone does like this! *happy* :-)) Hey by the way my word fixer person is going to end this. And when you see Ana it should be pronounced on-ya.
I don't own any thing but Taka and any unknown people.
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'I wish I could see my work in full splendor. Oh, well, at least I get to work on my own.' "Taka what are you thinking about." My thoughts were interrupted by someone I haven't seen in years. "Hey! Sonya how are you doing? I haven't seen you in years!" I jumped down from Nameless Gundam 6, the last I had to work on besides my own, and ran to my friend. "Can't believe how good you look!" She did look great with her long shiny fire hair and stunning green eyes.
"Me? You....well, you look like a grease monkey come on change so I can see the Nicole Taka Highland that I know and make fun of." Sonya was a friend all right but she never heard the proverb, "a polite lie is better than the forceful truth." I could only roll my eyes and agree. "Fine, but this grease monkey would like you to call her Taka, not Nicole like you tried." I turned to go. After all, I was done with my job, all I had to do was create a selection and first layer of armor not the whole thing. The poor excuse for men that I work for let me off early.
We walked in to my room. I loved this place! I headed to my closet while Sonay madee fun of the forest green walls and black carpet. "I like the colors you know," I yelled as I came out. Sonya turned to look at me from my book stack. It was so funny! Her jaw dropped, and I could've sworn that her eyes grew larger! "Wow! You look great Taka!" I looked at her like she had two heads "What do you mean its just me." She pulled out a mirror that can reflect a person in 3D.
I couldn't believe my eyes. My reflection was something I hadn't seen in a while. I knew I was 5'9. I also knew I wasn't fat, but I really didn't pay attention to the fact that I was very tone. 'I can't believe I forgot my own eye color.' The midnight early morning blue rimed eyes were like a lost memory. My hair had been up in a French braid and a hat for a while; now that it was down I could see it. My hair was down to my bottom, and it was as shiny as the oil I worked with.
"You look stunned, but look on the bright side. You're no longer the flat- chested girl I knew." "SONYA!" I yelled as my face reddened. "Aww, don't get mad. You may splotch that smooth semi-tanned face!" Oh, Sonya was so enjoying my discomfort. 'You shouldn't mess with an assassin Sonya,' I thought as I grabbed one of the throwing daggers by my bed and threw it close to her.
"Nicole! Are you trying to kill me?!" Sonya was still attempting to catch her breath and stop shaking. I decided to add a little bit of fright to her day. "Nope, If I were you'd be dead." It was funny to watch her go pale.
Sonya recovered and smirked. "How is it you forgot what you look like?" Sonya knew, but she wanted to hear me say it. "I've never really had the time to care. After a 20 mile run at 0400, I get a large breakfast then go straight to the Gundam hanger and work there till 1600. Then I come back hot, greasy, and sweaty, take a very fast shower, and eat another large and very good dinner. Then it's on to studying whatever I'm told to till 2000. Finally I sleep. Boring, no?" I must of looked sad while repeating my schedule, because Sonya looked almost satisfied. "When do you have the time to work on your deadly art?" I looked at her funny, but shrugged. "I have Sundays off." She turned to the colossal book on the table. "I have a gift for you. I'll bring it tomorrow. I wouldn't want to stop you from your study of health. So long and farewell, my old friend." I looked at her with joy at the thought of at my first gift. "Till tomorrow." It was the usual good-bye. She said the same thing and left. I looked at my book with dismay, but went to studying it.
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Sonya left Taka and went to her next victim. 'Let's see how little Zvezdana Anastasia Gilbertson is.' When Sonya entered the room she shivered. 'It is so cold. I'll have to make this fast.'
"Hey, Ana! How can you wear that?" Sonya asked. Ana looked up in surprise. "What ever do you mean? Are you cold?" She laughed and said, "Here, take the coat by the door." Sonya looked to her right and on a brass hook hung a warm leather and mink coat. "I thought you hated fur." Ana looked sullen. "It was the last gift from my father. I couldn't say no; I must free him and my comrades." Ana's normally calm, cold, green eyes were bright with the fire of determination. Sonya did her best to hide her glee behind a false sad face. 'I can't believe how well it worked! I don't even know if she has ever been in space, let alone a pirate! This is great; she is fighting to free people she never met! What a shock she'll have when she finds out the truth.' "I am sorry to hear that. For what it's worth, I know you'll free them and get your Daddy back." Sonya's training paid off, and Ana didn't get the false sympathy, only the encouragement. Ana looked down for a moment then up again with a false smile. "So what is wrong with what I am wearing?"
Sonya smirked. "Look in the mirror." Ana did, and didn't see anything wrong. Sure, it wasn't her favorite outfit. It was a tattered looking red and white skirt; some of the tears were so short that it reached her palms, while others were at her finger tips, and she wasn't a fan of the shirt. It was black so that made her happy, but it only came down to the end of her rib cage. The rest of what she was wearing suited her just fine. Her deep green hair came to her ears, and with her black bandanna with small red skulls that she almost always wore, you could hardly tell she had hair at all. She adored her emerald heart earrings a gift from her 'mother'. Ana had boots that the Military would wear. She also had a silver- chained necklace with small silver letters 'N' and 'A'. Ana couldn't remember who gave it to her but she knew whoever it was loved her. 'That necklace was one of the only things she had when we took her. I can't think of why the boss let her keep it.'
"I thought you hated outfits like that." Sonya really was interested. "I do. I just don't have a choice. The good thing is as a prisoner I have better outfits. That is the only good thing though; this just happens to be my only clean outfit at this time." Although Ana was being dead serious, they both had a good laugh over it.
Sonya got all she need from Ana and was more then happy to leave her in her wooden prison.
"So long my pirate friend. Please work hard on your Gundam and fighting skills. I look forward to the day you are a free bird." Sonya had a hard time saying that.
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Geez, this is alot of work.....Oh, hi. Name's Shadow. I'll be editing this little story from now on, so just blame any spelling/grammer mistakes on me.
Hey, it's more people for my muse to hunt down. :)
Duo: Hey your friend always reviews all your chapters for all your stories.
Silver: That doesn't count we're friends we support each other and our stories.
Duo: *speechless*
Silver: That is a first. Well, while Duo is trying to find his tongue why don't you enjoy the story. Oh! yea I did get a review from Sadie Woods. Thank you, Sadie! Someone does like this! *happy* :-)) Hey by the way my word fixer person is going to end this. And when you see Ana it should be pronounced on-ya.
I don't own any thing but Taka and any unknown people.
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'I wish I could see my work in full splendor. Oh, well, at least I get to work on my own.' "Taka what are you thinking about." My thoughts were interrupted by someone I haven't seen in years. "Hey! Sonya how are you doing? I haven't seen you in years!" I jumped down from Nameless Gundam 6, the last I had to work on besides my own, and ran to my friend. "Can't believe how good you look!" She did look great with her long shiny fire hair and stunning green eyes.
"Me? You....well, you look like a grease monkey come on change so I can see the Nicole Taka Highland that I know and make fun of." Sonya was a friend all right but she never heard the proverb, "a polite lie is better than the forceful truth." I could only roll my eyes and agree. "Fine, but this grease monkey would like you to call her Taka, not Nicole like you tried." I turned to go. After all, I was done with my job, all I had to do was create a selection and first layer of armor not the whole thing. The poor excuse for men that I work for let me off early.
We walked in to my room. I loved this place! I headed to my closet while Sonay madee fun of the forest green walls and black carpet. "I like the colors you know," I yelled as I came out. Sonya turned to look at me from my book stack. It was so funny! Her jaw dropped, and I could've sworn that her eyes grew larger! "Wow! You look great Taka!" I looked at her like she had two heads "What do you mean its just me." She pulled out a mirror that can reflect a person in 3D.
I couldn't believe my eyes. My reflection was something I hadn't seen in a while. I knew I was 5'9. I also knew I wasn't fat, but I really didn't pay attention to the fact that I was very tone. 'I can't believe I forgot my own eye color.' The midnight early morning blue rimed eyes were like a lost memory. My hair had been up in a French braid and a hat for a while; now that it was down I could see it. My hair was down to my bottom, and it was as shiny as the oil I worked with.
"You look stunned, but look on the bright side. You're no longer the flat- chested girl I knew." "SONYA!" I yelled as my face reddened. "Aww, don't get mad. You may splotch that smooth semi-tanned face!" Oh, Sonya was so enjoying my discomfort. 'You shouldn't mess with an assassin Sonya,' I thought as I grabbed one of the throwing daggers by my bed and threw it close to her.
"Nicole! Are you trying to kill me?!" Sonya was still attempting to catch her breath and stop shaking. I decided to add a little bit of fright to her day. "Nope, If I were you'd be dead." It was funny to watch her go pale.
Sonya recovered and smirked. "How is it you forgot what you look like?" Sonya knew, but she wanted to hear me say it. "I've never really had the time to care. After a 20 mile run at 0400, I get a large breakfast then go straight to the Gundam hanger and work there till 1600. Then I come back hot, greasy, and sweaty, take a very fast shower, and eat another large and very good dinner. Then it's on to studying whatever I'm told to till 2000. Finally I sleep. Boring, no?" I must of looked sad while repeating my schedule, because Sonya looked almost satisfied. "When do you have the time to work on your deadly art?" I looked at her funny, but shrugged. "I have Sundays off." She turned to the colossal book on the table. "I have a gift for you. I'll bring it tomorrow. I wouldn't want to stop you from your study of health. So long and farewell, my old friend." I looked at her with joy at the thought of at my first gift. "Till tomorrow." It was the usual good-bye. She said the same thing and left. I looked at my book with dismay, but went to studying it.
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Sonya left Taka and went to her next victim. 'Let's see how little Zvezdana Anastasia Gilbertson is.' When Sonya entered the room she shivered. 'It is so cold. I'll have to make this fast.'
"Hey, Ana! How can you wear that?" Sonya asked. Ana looked up in surprise. "What ever do you mean? Are you cold?" She laughed and said, "Here, take the coat by the door." Sonya looked to her right and on a brass hook hung a warm leather and mink coat. "I thought you hated fur." Ana looked sullen. "It was the last gift from my father. I couldn't say no; I must free him and my comrades." Ana's normally calm, cold, green eyes were bright with the fire of determination. Sonya did her best to hide her glee behind a false sad face. 'I can't believe how well it worked! I don't even know if she has ever been in space, let alone a pirate! This is great; she is fighting to free people she never met! What a shock she'll have when she finds out the truth.' "I am sorry to hear that. For what it's worth, I know you'll free them and get your Daddy back." Sonya's training paid off, and Ana didn't get the false sympathy, only the encouragement. Ana looked down for a moment then up again with a false smile. "So what is wrong with what I am wearing?"
Sonya smirked. "Look in the mirror." Ana did, and didn't see anything wrong. Sure, it wasn't her favorite outfit. It was a tattered looking red and white skirt; some of the tears were so short that it reached her palms, while others were at her finger tips, and she wasn't a fan of the shirt. It was black so that made her happy, but it only came down to the end of her rib cage. The rest of what she was wearing suited her just fine. Her deep green hair came to her ears, and with her black bandanna with small red skulls that she almost always wore, you could hardly tell she had hair at all. She adored her emerald heart earrings a gift from her 'mother'. Ana had boots that the Military would wear. She also had a silver- chained necklace with small silver letters 'N' and 'A'. Ana couldn't remember who gave it to her but she knew whoever it was loved her. 'That necklace was one of the only things she had when we took her. I can't think of why the boss let her keep it.'
"I thought you hated outfits like that." Sonya really was interested. "I do. I just don't have a choice. The good thing is as a prisoner I have better outfits. That is the only good thing though; this just happens to be my only clean outfit at this time." Although Ana was being dead serious, they both had a good laugh over it.
Sonya got all she need from Ana and was more then happy to leave her in her wooden prison.
"So long my pirate friend. Please work hard on your Gundam and fighting skills. I look forward to the day you are a free bird." Sonya had a hard time saying that.
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Geez, this is alot of work.....Oh, hi. Name's Shadow. I'll be editing this little story from now on, so just blame any spelling/grammer mistakes on me.
Hey, it's more people for my muse to hunt down. :)