Outlook
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"Cherish the time you have right now, because you never know what the future holds in store for you."
Those words were said by ex-Captain Murrue Ramius, who insisted Miriallia to call her Murrue by the time the war ended. Captain's eyes had also flickered playfully to Buster's direction when she said this. But Miriallia had also realized how red and puffy Murrue's eyes were, and as they said their goodbyes, she noticed Murrue glanced into the remnants and scraps of Strike they had collected from outer space. Miriallia knew it took all of Murrue's strength to just be there. Someone irreplaceable and he was no longer here, Tolle also meant that much for her. And no matter how much she cried or screamed, he wouldn't come back.
Miriallia's first photo was taken at Archangel's hangar, where pilots and technicians were mingled together in worn out uniforms and post-war activities. Kira and Athrun were in the middle of it with their backs on the camera, in front of their Mobile Suits. But Miriallia had taken this picture unbeknownst to the people in the hangar, and on the photo's left corner, Dearka Elthman's face was barely seen. Surprisingly, he was looking at the camera, though the distance should have been normal to miss the person taking the photo.
Dearka left whatever's he's supposed to be working at by the time he noticed the camera's flash blinked, and he was in front of Milly in no time. On the other hand, Milly turned her camera's aim to another object, and pretend to not notice his presence until the pilot called her and blocked the camera's vision purposely.
Her reaction was simply Miriallia-ish as she lowered the gadget, "Why are you still here?"
Dearka blinked at this. "Athrun's still here and you didn't try to kick him out."
"Well, he still has unfinished business," Milly replied, raising the camera. "You don't."
"Who said that I don't?"
Milly watched through the lens as Cagalli appeared beside Athrun, and she lowered the camera again.
"It could be you," She heard Dearka said under his breath.
Miriallia averted her glance from the lens to the man in front of her. "What?"
"Nothing."
She wanted to push it further, if only he wasn't blushing. Before she knew it, she had pressed the shutter and the flash blinked brightly in front of Dearka's face. Dumbfounded, the ZAFT pilot stared at her as she lowered the camera again, this time to look at him straight in the eyes.
"Tell me where your address is, and I'll send the photo to you," Ducking her head slightly, she added, "Or If you want to, maybe after all of this is over, we can go somewhere and chat about how... ugly you look in here."
Dearka chuckled upon hearing this, and Miriallia thought that for a while she has a glimpse of her future.
