For Rel
Note: I don't own Gundam Wing or the characters.
Hilde had thought that the college campus would be more or less like a high school campus, but she was wrong. It crowded, more than any high school would be, the students were dressed less than professionally, unlike her previous thoughts, and there really weren't any definite cliques, that she could make out at least. Keeping a low profile, or at least she had tried, by dressing in her formal Preventers clothes. All it did was make her stand out like a sore thumb, making her wish that she was wearing her black jeans, white shirt, and her rugged Preventer jacket instead of the black skirt, green blouse, and a Preventer blazer.
I feel so out of place here, she thought as she made her way down to the office. Good place as any to start digging up information.
Entering the office, Hilde stood at the counter waiting patiently for some assistance of some sort to just fall onto her lap instead of her having to ask. Finally, someone took notice of her standing there. "May I help you?" asked a woman with ear-length ebony hair and reading glasses hanging around her neck.
"I hope so, do you have access to student files at all?" questioned Hilde ready to pull out her badge if needed to.
"I would certainly hope so for I am the director of this college," smiled the woman turning to the office in the back of the main office. "Come inside." Not taking any chances on missing something important, Hilde followed her into the office and remained standing before a mahogany desk. Closing the door behind them the director ushered for Hilde to take a seat while she stood behind her desk facing Hilde. "Is there a reason why I should be allowing you to see any of the files of my students?" asked the director with suspicion in her eyes.
"Yes there is, for you shall be charged with withholding information for the Preventers," answered Hilde pulling out her badge and handing it over to the director. She took a glance down at it than nodded before handing it back to Hilde and going over to her filing cabinets, unlocking them with a key hidden in the inside lining of her blazer.
"What students do you need information on?" asked the director.
"Three of them; Draca Ison, Salimar Reigns, and Lynn Voc, Ma'am," listed Hilde watching as the woman began to flip through the files for the names.
"Call me Jo-jo, Miss."
"Schibecker, Hilde is fine though," supplied Hilde seeing a file being pulled out from the cabinet, most likely Draca's since her last name came first in the alphabet. "So, Jo-jo, got a child?"
"Three of them actually; Kaitlyn, Salem, and Joey," answered Jo-jo pulling out another file and stacking it on top of the first one.
"Do they attend here as well?" Hilde asked.
"No, they all live in America with my husband," answered Jo-jo retrieving the last file than gathering all three of them up and handing them to Hilde. "There you are Hilde, I shall need them back by the end of the week or sooner if possible."
Taking the files Hilde nodded in understanding and assured, "You shall have them back first thing tomorrow morning, Jo-jo." Getting up, Hilde took her leave from the office and made her way to her jeep so she could return to the hotel room and begin doing more research, this time on Adem and Seige Witt.
Reaching for the door outside, Hilde didn't notice that it was already opening and swing towards her until she felt her forehead hit the door and the files slip from her hands. Putting a hand to her forehead she could hear people apologizing, someone picking up the files for her, another one shooing away all the gawking bystanders, and the last one trying to coax her into removing her hand so that he or she may have a look at the wound, if there was one. Not being one to be stubborn when others were offering help, Hilde removed her hand and opened her eyes to see that it was Draca standing before her observing her head. Lynn was behind her, holding onto the files for Hilde and than Salimar was the one yelling for others to get on with their college lives.
Just my luck, Hilde thought bitterly as she felt Draca gently poking a finger at the forehead and making comments about there being a bruise and that there was a small "dent" in her forehead. Not my day, is it? Ow! That hurts!
"Oh hey, you're one of the girls we met last night at the bar!" pointed out Lynn after Draca was done poking at Hilde's head.
Observant, aren't they?! Hilde remarked sarcastically. "Yes I am."
"Was your name like Hildra or Hildre?" asked Salimar.
Way off there sister! retorted Hilde mentally. "Hilde actually," she corrected.
"Sorry, it's just we met so many people last night that we just can't keep the names straight except for Quatre Winner and Duo Maxwell, your boyfriend right?" explained Salimar blushing at her embarrassing attempts at Hilde's name.
"I guess I can buy that," smiled Hilde sympathizing with the girls, after all they did meet nine people out of nowhere the other night.
"Way to go Salimar, just go and get her name all messed up!" commented Draca.
"Oh, and you would have gotten her name correct?! Hn, I think you would have probably guessed something more along the lines of Sally or something," retorted Salimar.
"Actually…yeah I would've, but you saved me the trouble," grinned Draca. At that moment Lynn stepped forward and handed Hilde the files, which she took back but not without some resistance from Lynn's grasp.
"Thank you Lynn."
"What are you doing looking up information on us when all you have to do is ask us?" questioned Lynn.
Prefect, she read the names on the files! Now what am I going to tell them?! sighed Hilde. "This is for official business dealing with a missing person that, the agency I work for, is trying to find," claimed Hilde noticing how Salimar's eyes narrowed, Lynn's eyes turned stone cold, and Draca's were the only ones relaxed.
"Quite fascinating really, eh girls?" teased Draca with a playful smile as she turned to the other two and making both of their gazes soft, drastically.
"Very," nodded Lynn. "What kind of person?"
"A very special individual that happened to run away about five months back, with the help of someone from the outside," answered Hilde. This time there was no change in any of their eyes. Covering up for their folly I see, noted Hilde.
"Special…as in how? Was he, or she, a Princess or perhaps some billionaire of some sort, like your friend Quatre? A political person, or even a former terrorist from the war?" interrogated Salimar with a hint of humor in her voice.
"A politician actually, and it was a woman. She is 18 years old, blond hair that is waist length, blue eyes, and in great shape," described Hilde glancing over at Lynn. Lynn noticed it too and took a step back than stared wide-eyed at Hilde.
"That description sounds vaguely familiar," muttered Draca.
"It should, that's the description of Vice Foreign Minister Relena Darlian," proclaimed Hilde getting a unison gasp from all three of the girls.
"NO!" breathed Salimar.
"Why, did any of you know her by any chance?" There was an exchange of glances from all three girls before turning back to Hilde.
Who is Relena poll:
Draca: 2
Salimar: 2
Lynn: 1