A/N: Chapter 3 is UP!! Whoo hoo!!
DAP: Yepo you are my first and only reviewer so far… I'm glad you like it so far! If you have any suggestions etc etc feel free to say so ^_^
Well seeing as someone actually read the story and took a few seconds to review, I'm going to continue on this loony ride. It'll get more action soon, promise. Again I still don't nor ever will own GW but the chicks are mine and mine and my sister Kat's. ^_^
Now onto the story … Enjoy!
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"Well that was fun…" Panted Morgaine, leaning on her 5'6" sword that gleamed happily in the fake moonlight, blood tainting its edges and dripping thickly from the tip to dark ground.
"Fun? I hardly call that fun," Angelina said sourly, her breast falling with every deep breath she took. A longer sword was clutched over her knees as she doubled over.
"We're out of shape," Morgaine said playfully as she tore a scrap of cloth off one of her attackers to clean her precious sword. "They've gone and messed up my sword. Cocky little bastards." Her voiced hinted with a long fading British accent still lingering as she spoke.
"That's all you can call them?!" Angelina exclaimed breathlessly as she nodded.
"Well…" The word crawled out of the younger girl's lips. "I could call them more but what's the point. They're dead. Come on," The blade was slid into it sheath across her back. "Let's go close out early tonight." Angelina nodded finishing cleaning then sheathed her sword pulling out her gun just as Morgaine jerked hers out from beneath her enormous pant legs.
"You always get us in trouble," Angelina mumbled, Morgaine's retort back was lost the raves sound abyss.
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Three cars pulled into an ample driveway and three figures, cloaked in night's embraces loitered around a shinning sliver car.
"Did the real disk get taken away?" A voice asked through a great yawn.
"No… I can't be sure though till I boot this up," The figure leaning up against the driver's side door held up a small optical disk that flashed in the generated starlight.
"So what are we standing around here talking about it for? I'm hungry anyway," The third figures stomach griped and two sighs of air attended it.
"That's Duo… always thinking about his appetite,"
"You should know that by now, Barton," The soft ring of jingling keys could be heard and the snap of a lock opening was heard.
"You guys want something?" Duo asked as Heero trawled for the light switch.
"No, shut your stomach up, Maxwell." Trowa stated and sat down on the sofa. The chase those false cops had given them has worn him out. Heero didn't say anything, only mounted the flight of steps and returned soon with a phone cord, laptop and encryption disk in hand. While the clatter of some untrained person could be heard in the kitchen, it didn't seem to be noticed by anyone, not even the curses of when something was dropped on the "chef's" foot.
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Heero plugged the disk into his CD reader and opened it up.
"Well?" Trowa's voice floated to Heero's ears.
"I'm not that fast," Heero, snapping irritably, part of his older personality that would never disappear, as the mad click of keys filled the room and drove Trowa to the point of insanity. The sound's okay when you're typing but when it's someone else… then it's a different story. Grumbling lowly the crazy haired man stood up and walked over to Heero's extensive entertainment stand. Pressing play on the disk changer he lapsed into a near by lounger. Without opening his eyes he caught the Pepsi that soared trough the air. "Thanks." Emerald green eyes never opened as REM filled the room. There was a grunt of reply and the crunch of lettuce as white teeth sunk into a large sandwich by the sounds. Mumbles of enjoyment only added to the clashing sounds in the living room of Heero's establishment.
Heero smirked as a chibi form Morgaine came running out on the screen, the animated sword held at Heero. "Sorry bub…" The voice was Morgaine's. "Either you give me the password, the correct one or I demolish your bloody computer!" The chibi beauty threatened with a tattletale smile on her animated face. Pulling out the piece of paper Angelina had given him Heero began to read the long, eccentric words.
"Guild of PuzzlesRiddlesCrosswordsMazesLabyrinthsParadoxesScrabbleFeminieLogicandPoliticans wonders: Why Is It When You Wash Two Socks You Only End Up With One? Is there Life after Death? And Where Did The Other Sock Go?" Duo, in mid bite, and Trowa both looked up stunned at the juvenile declaration Heero had just made.
"Aop!" The animated Morgaine turned on her heels and walked towards Heero's wallpaper, slicing it open. Stepping through the slice clatter of chips and buzzes of electricity came over the speakers. "I guess…" A computer chip was thrown out of the cut along with a bunch of wires and sparks. "I'm gonna…" more computers chip, wires and sparks. Heero looked in terror as his computer screen started to flash odd colors and black out momentarily. Frantically he started to search for the back up disk. "I'm gonna…" The strained, slightly accented voice spoke and the screen came back on. "Have to let you in!" Instantly a program came to life. Computer technical read outs went screaming down the view screen and all three young men knew what it was. A publication inhibitor.
"Hello I'm Tour Guide Barb-" The little animation now dressed in a very short tour guide outfit came walked onto the screen. "Eep! I've been watching Toy Story a bit too much…" A Japanese animation sweat drop appeared over her head. Duo chuckled in gratitude to the girl's humor. "I'm going to be how you're going to find your way around this crazy disk, Heero and Company. In this disk you'll find information on the one and only," The animation of Morgaine paused and pulled out a trumpet, letting out a battle charge call. "Me!" Trowa looked at Heero.
"Is this girl an escape from a loony bin?" Trowa asked. Duo was chuckling.
"She's got a sense of humor… I'm amazed they still let her keep that." The braided haired boy informed.
"Anyway…" The animation snapped its fingers and it was now dressed in an abdomen exposing spaghetti strap shirt, black and lined with green and enormous rave pants. "I've been programmed to react to key words. Here's and example, Say picture."
"Picture," Heero repeated. A car flashed on screen and with a squeal of tires the little Morgaine sped away, in her tracks a picture of Morgaine and Angelina appeared on screen. "See?" The animation poked her head from the side of the screen. "Now all you have to do is ask, nicely and I'll get you what you want." A desk dropped from the top of the screen and landed. "Morgaine" now dressed in a professional suit, yet still short skirt, walked out and sat down at the desk.
"Weird…" Trowa shook his head.
"It is not!" snapped the animation that was typing away on a computer.
"Bring up the bio on Morgaine," Heero ordered. "Morgaine" raised a finger, and not a nice finger, and went back to her "work". "Bring up the bio on Morgaine, please," Heero repeated with an annoyed sigh.
"That's better," The screen changed with a snap of her fingers and now a complete bio was shown to him.
Duo, who was roaring in laughter, watched Heero who was scowling whole-heartedly.
"I can't believe," Duo gasped. "That Heero was flipped off by a computer animation!" Duo roared with more laughter and ducked as Heero's fist came swinging through the air in order to clip him around the head.
Everyone set to reading while the animation pulled out a bed and curled up in it.
Heero looked at the picture section next and a list of a few random things came up. One of Morgaine playing the piano, flute, violin and guitar, a couple of Angelina and her playing together Angelina playing flute, piano, and bass. The rest were still shots of her single or her and Angelina.
"She didn't say she played the guitar in the bio…" Duo noted. Heero just shrugged and went back to studying the disk.
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Angelina yawned and shifted in the bucket seat of her friend's car. "Are they done yet?" The oldest girl whined and shifted again in the seat of the Blazer.
"No…" Morgaine yawned and dropped back her seat, putting her feet up on the dash of steering wheel. "Not yet… don't ask any more. You're driving me crazy,"
"You already were," Angelina snorted and rested her head against the cool glass of the window.
"Was not."
"I wouldn't have to argue with you if you would let me sleep!" Angelina grumbled and started to play with the radio stations.
"Bitch, whine and moan that's all you ever do… don't you EVER shut up?" Morgaine demanded and started to re do the braid that wrapped around the foot of her extensive ponytail.
"No! Not until I get some sleep!"
"Then close your damn eyes and your mouth! You're the one that sided with T about me needing to meet him so shut up or put up!" Morgaine purposefully flung her hair out and smacked her friend in the face with it.
"One of these days," Angelina growled. "You're going to wake up and all you're beautiful hair will be gone!"
"Touch my hair," Morgaine yawned and her hand moved faster than anyone other than Angelina could possibly follow and gun was pointed at the former. "And I'll kill you."
"And that I don't doubt," Angelina chuckled and rolled down her window.
"Get us ready to go home to earth,"
Morgaine moaned up pulled out a data pad.
"Angelina Shade, cars: Toyota Supra. Weapons: one sword, 12 guns random models, several knifes, explosives. Authorized." Angelina spoke into the mike Morgaine held in front of her.
"Morgaine Keef, cars: Chevy Blazer. Weapons: 15 guns random models, one sword, numerous knifes, explosives. Legal." Morgaine added
Later on Morgaine would alter their voices so they sounded like an administrator permitting them to transport in the armaments.
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Duo yawned and flexed his muscles to relive his tension. "You done yet?" Duo asked. Heero blinked groggily numerous times and yawned broadly, stretching his arms over his head and leaning back in the chair so his torso arched showing his well produced physique.
"Almost…" The perfect soldier shook his head and rubbed his eyes. Duo nodded and selected up the weights he had been using. The click of a battery clock sounded in the hushed space, over powering the hum of the laptop on the glass tabletop.
"I seriously doubt she meant for you to read it all buddy," Duo yawned once more. "I think she only meant for you to get to know her a little bit and then track her down… I mean you're trying to peace together her personality."
"I suppose," Heero shook his head. "Go make some coffee or something to wake me up."
"Sure… I could go for that…" Duo nodded and stumbled down the stairs, falling down the last flight.