category: Gundam SEED
disclaimer: I don't own it.
TWELVE.
No one bothered clearing the massive wreckage on the moon for nearly a year after the Second Treaty of Junius Seven was signed. All parties were too engrossed in their rebuilding and respective recoveries to care much about the rubble.
Two weeks after the end of the war, when they were still on temporary leave from the military, Shinn and Lunamaria took a shuttle to the moon. They wore their uniforms, freshly pressed, and visited the ruins of Messiah.
"Chairman Gilbert Durandal." Shinn's voice rang clear among the silence. Their right arms went up in a firm salute.
"Commander Talia Gladys." Another salute.
There was a long pause, in which Lunamaria glanced at Shinn peripherally and noticed his arm trembling.
"Pilot Rey Za Burrel." She spoke in his place, and he managed stand straight for the full three-second duration of a proper salute before he crumpled to the ground.
"It's okay," Lunamaria kneeled down next to him and tried not to remember the faces of comrades they had both lost. Rey had been their friend since the academy; the captain was kind and capable; the chairman was intelligent and charismatic and strong. "It's okay."
notes: I feel like this qualifies as one of the most random things I've ever written. But this image of Shinn and Lunamaria saluting these huge mountains of debris just wouldn't leave me. Thanks for putting up with my unpredictability, everyone.
NEXT PHASE: The four main members of the Le Creuset Team had known each other since childhood, and yet none of them would quite admit their relationship was anything more than amicable.