She stood up and stretched her arms and took a few steps backward. Gain some speed before ramming into the door. Knocking it down would be little problem. She was a senshi after all. But first. . .Setsuna walked up to the door and shook the handle. The knob turned and the door swung open. "Hn." It was unlocked.
Sticking her head out the door, she adjusted the green buns in her hair and casually walked out of the room. There were only two possibilities. One, they didn't know it was unlocked, or two, they unlocked and decided her not to be a threat. Both of which seemed unlikely. There was one other possibility, but she would consider that later.
Walking casually down the passageways, she peeked in open doors and tried random door handles to see if they were locked. It would be a lot easier if she knew what this future had in store. But she was not the guardian of time in this world. So she was forced to walk randomly about the ship.
She walked for maybe a good 15 or 20 minutes. Damn. Another unfortunate side effect to being here. She had no idea how much time had passed. She never realized how dependant she had come to be on time.
After wandering about for. . .a while, she could only assume the five people she saw before were the only people on the ship. The place was almost deserted. What was surprising was the size of the ship. She would have thought a ship of this size would require a larger staff. But then, from what she saw of these people through the gates, she was not surprised of their abilities.
Her mind wandered. Just how did she come to be here? She had been able to view these other world and realities through the gate before. But she had never been able to travel to them before. Then again, did she ever try to before? She never really considered to before. Duty was always called to the present time and world.
Now it was called to this world. Weather she wanted to or not. Heero Yuy. The pilot of one of those giant metal robots. Of all the places she could come into this world, how is it she came to this ship? She supposed she should at least be thankful that she came to the ship and not found herself floating about space and dead.
She walked into what she could only assume to be an observatory deck on the ship. So many stars. Looking at them in space and looking at them from earth were two very different experiences. You could get lost in them out in space. It was a sight.
Heero walked over to the room where the woman was being held. He had a few more questions for her to answer. This time without the other pilots listening in on them. Turning the corner to the hall she was he, he stopped immediately when he saw the door was open.
Walking softly, he came to the door and peered inside. The room was empty. He moved his hand across the bed. It was still warm. She had only left recently. Before walking out, he checked the door handle to see how she got out. It was unlocked. "Duo." Was all he had to say.
His hand moved towards the alarm panel on the wall in the hall. His hand came just short of pulling it. Why didn't he pull it? For some reason, he didn't feel this woman to be a threat. Something familiar about her. The way her eyes looked.Putting his hand down, he walked down the passageway in search of her.
When he found her, she was standing on the observatory deck, looking at the stars. Her crimson eyes seemed to absorb everything she saw. He grunted his arrival. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye but continued to look out the window.
"You never answered my question." He stated and walked to stand next to her. Looking absently out the window. He didn't want to look at her eyes. They way they seemed to reflect his own unnerved him.
"I did. As I said, I am something of a historian. It is my job and duty to take special note of great things done throughout history. And people. You have made quite an impact on this world."
She was speaking the truth. Maybe not all of it but it was still truth. And he knew it. Why did that bother him? She knew him. Knew too much about him. About all of them. She was a liability. So why did he feel her to not be a threat?
"You get lost looking at all the stars like this. Looking at everything as if you had nothing to do with it. So easy to get lost." She said absentmindedly. Looking out these windows was like looking through the time gates. She hated it. And at the same time she could pry herself away from doing it.
Heero was unsure if she was referring to him or herself. It scared him to know that someone could read him so easily. And at the same time comforted to know that he was not alone in these feelings. Damn it! He should have better control over his emotions!
"Come." He turned around and made his way toward the door.
Setsuna tore her gaze away from the window and looked at him forcefully. She didn't like looking into his eyes like that. They were too familiar. It threw her off guard. "Where?" she asked him.
He stopped short of the door and turned away to face her. "To get you some food."
WuFei was busy arguing with Duo while Quatre and Trowa were busy eating and watching the spectacle with silent amusement. That is, until the strange woman walked in, followed by Heero. It suddenly became quiet, with the exception of WuFei's arguing. He hadn't seemed to have noticed that they had walked in yet.
"- and further more Maxwell. . . why did you stop talking all of the sudden?" WuFei looked around and saw the two walk in the galley. Duo cupped his hands over his crotch as she walked by. She couldn't help but smirk.
"Good evening Quatre Rebarba Winner, Duo Maxwell, Chang WuFei, Trowa Barton." She acknowledged them each with a nod of her head and sat down at one of the tables in the galley.
"Hey Setsuna." Duo said carefully. He didn't want to make the mistake of calling her anything other than her name again. His hands were still cupped over his sensitive area. "So Heero, what is she doing out?"
Heero glared at him. "Baka. You left her door unlocked."
Quatre stifled a laugh, as did Trowa. Duo smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Crap. He would most definitely here about this later from them. WuFei smirked at the glare Duo was receiving.
Serena beat the key shaped staff on the hard floor repeatedly. Getting really annoyed by now. She should have called the others by now. Why she didn't is a mystery to everyone including herself. "Come on! Work you stupid staff!" She beat it on the floor a few more times.
She gave up and pulled up her communicator. Using an all-broadband signal, she sent it to all the scouts. "Guys, come to the time gates right away. We, uh, have a problem." She turned it off before anyone could reply to her. She would hear enough as it was from them when they got there without getting an ear full over the communicator.
"Come on you stupid staff!" She knocked it against the hard floor a few more times. Futile hopes that it might just up and spring to life like the car did. When her father kicked at it. No such luck.
"Setsuna, you better be okay where ever you are."
"Who are you and who do you work for?" The light shined in her face, blinding her from seeing anything.
"Duo, we already went through that. Put the flash light away and let the woman eat." Quatre pulled Duo away from the table and out of the room. Needless to say, Duo resisted.
"Aw, man! I never get to interrogate the suspects!" He whined as Quatre forced him out the door.
Heero handed Setsuna a plate of food and sat down next to her with his own. WuFei and Trowa watched in confusion as the two sat there, eating their food, looking like they had not a care in the world.
"How did you get on the ship?" Trowa spoke up and looked at the woman. WuFei seemed to look at her curiously also. Heero had claimed that she arrived out of thin air.
"Actually, I'm not too sure about that myself." Setsuna answered coolly as she ate her food. Hey, she wasn't lying.
"Hmph. It doesn't matter. We should dispose of her. She is a liability and a threat." WuFei glared at the woman, who glared right back at him.
"She is no threat."
Everyone, including Setsuna, looked about suddenly at Heero. They guy who thinks everyone is an enemy? The guy who thinks everyone is a threat? The guy who doesn't even trust his closest comrades? Does not think a strange woman who appeared out of nowhere, right in front of the Gundams, doesn't think is a threat?
Quatre came back in without Duo and sat back down. "Heero is right. We cannot kill her."
"We will complete the mission. And then we will release her into the hands of the Preventors." Heero finished his meal and pushed the plate aside.
"Should we take turns standing guard at her door then?" Quatre asked.
"Negative. She is not a threat. All attention will be brought to the mission ahead of us." Heero stood up and left the room. Leaving Setsuna with Quatre, Trowa, and WuFei. They watched in shock. Was it just them, or was Heero acting a bit strange?
Setsuna walked about the ship, unwatched and unchecked. Considered not a threat. Even if she could be if she wanted to. It was Heero that had given her freedom over this ship and not locked in a room. This was unexpected of him. Nothing like his character that she had seen through the time gate.
He had a strange aura about him. One of familiarity. One that made her feel comfortable when she was around him. Comfortable like had never been before. Maybe it was because she was just a normal person here. Not the time guardian.
It was comforting in a strange way. She came to a large hanger. Most likely the hanger that she had first arrived in. Walking in cautiously, she looked about for her staff on the floor. Perhaps she had merely dropped it. No. They would have questioned her about it by now. Asking what it was or what it was for.
She looked up to see Heero sitting in the open cockpit of his Gundam. Most likely checking the systems and such, making sure they were in full working order. She smiled at him. Even though he could not see her. "Thank you." She left. Off to explore the rest of the ship.
Heero knew she was in the hanger with him. He could feel her gaze strait through the Gundanium armor. He wished he knew just why he felt so comfortable around her for no reason. It was just something about the way she looked at him. Her eyes. . . they were familiar. They were a soldiers eyes.