Tori: WAIIIIIIIII! ^__^* I'm in love with American music!
Kegawa: What's new?
Tori: Current song obsessions: Everclear, Rancid, Smile DK, Prozzak, SUGARCULT!, and those sexy boys from the local underground, Toshi Keiyooshi!!! ((City Adjectives)).
Awa: City Adjectives…?
Tori: Yup. *laughs* It's a joke about profanity. And it rhymes! ^___^ Toshi Keiyooshi… Just rolls off the tongue… The word 'roll' on the other hand… Rorr… 'L' is such a crappy letter… ANY~HOO! ^___^*
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Quatre's eyes opened slowly, and he tapped Duet on her other shoulder with his free hand reassuringly until she looked up at him.
"You're alright!" she cried and collapsed against him. The blonde boy was startled for a moment until her realized she was just sleeping.
"Yeah…I'm fine," he smiled and ran a hand through her hair. A shadow fell over them and he startled again and looked up.
"Treize…?"
The former OZ leader nodded sadly and bent down to scoop up the sleeping angel.
"I trust you'll be able to handle the situation, Quatre?"
He turned, walked out the double doors and disappeared from sight.
"Situation…?" Quatre looked about him and spotted Kevin sitting dejectedly against the wall a few feet away. The man was older than Quatre, but seemed a hundred times more helpless. His wide brown eyes were filled to their irises with unanswered questions and he trembled in fear for his future. A smiled touched the blonde boy's lips and he walked to him and held out his hand.
"I'll take you to where you must go…"
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Trowa sat stone faced beside his young ward, clutching his fists in anger as her father reprimanded her on another arbitrary fault for what had to be the third time in their eight-minute car ride. Donna's lip began to tremble. He snapped.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" he yelled, slamming his fist into the back of the father's seat. It had no effect, instead passing through freely, and for the first time since his death, Trowa felt truly powerless. How was he supposed to guard this girl when he had no influence on anyone!?
The girl began to sniffle and she pawed at her eyes with delicate porcelain hands. Trowa's brow furrowed and he absent-mindedly gnawed at his thumbnail.
The situation called upon a combination of logic and compassion, his greatest strength and weakness. He shuffled the few half-sensible conclusions until his hand spelled something he could comprehend. He needed Duet's help. She promised she would come back. Where was she?
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Wu Fei sat on the counter by the cash register in the little deli, ebony eyes fixed on his ward. He felt a growing paternal fondness for her, even though he hadn't even been her guardian for a half hour yet. There was something about her that struck a chord in him, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
"Qué tal?" Maria smirked, bumping her shoulder into a tall black man's arm as she tied on her apron.
"No hablas espanol…" he replied, matching her smile.
Wu Fei blinked. He was positive they had not been speaking English...Or any Chinese dialect for that matter, but he had understood them. Ah, the perks of being an angel, he decided.
"Yeah, yeah, sure… That's what you say every day, Robbie…" she said in a thick Spanish accent, rolling her r's wonderfully. She had such a happy and carefree way about her he had to think for a moment exactly what her problem was. The social scene. Well, she didn't look like she was having much trouble, but he knew better than to make assumptions.
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Tori: Please excuse my broken Spanish… *bows* I'm learning from an English-to-Spanish disc, which means in my head I have to go Japanese-English-Spanish. But English is closer to Spanish so it's not as hard as…yeah. *laughs* You don't care, do you? ^___^ The only word that's the same is bread; 'pan' in Japanese and Spanish. O__O Mysterious…
Awa: *dramatic gasp* Does this mean KamikazeDucks doujinshi will soon be available ¿'en Español'!?
Tori: Um, no… It means I've maxed out the English program and I have to take another language next semester to get full credit for the year.
Awa: Oh…
