"I accept," Zechs said, through gritted teeth. "Very well. Let us fight, Heero Yuy."
Heero didn't wait for any more challenges, launching his Gundam towards the other fighting suit. He threw himself into the air to give his charge momentum, and Zechs, after an instant's hesitation, leapt backwards to avoid his attack. His weaker fighting suit couldn't stand up to a battering from the Gundanium very long, and they both knew it. Tallgeese reached for its beam saber, but Wing barreled in close, keeping the range too short to be effective.
The two mechs crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. For a moment, the embattled suits vanished from view; then Wing suddenly burst out of the dust cloud, climbing rapidly away from the engagement. Tallgeese followed its flight with a tightly-aimed arc of missile fire, forcing Wing to twist and dodge in the air to evade it. Explosions rocked the battlefield, filling the air with fire and dust; sparks leapt forth as the mechs crashed into each other again.
"Calico, isn't she?" Quatre was saying, leaning in towards his vidscreen to try and get a good look. "Oh -- she's so tiny! When did you find her, Duo? She can't be more than six weeks old!"
"Kick his ass, Blondie! Don't let him give away my baby!" Duo yelled over the com. He clutched the kitten fiercely in his hands; it was staring with a great deal of wide-eyed interest at the flashing vidscreens. "You'd better win! Wait a moment, the mission. Kick his ass, Heero! No, gah, you can't win either. You both suck, eat shit and die!"
Quatre made ktch-ktch noises at the kitten, who pricked her ears forward in response. "Duo, you can't be cheering for Zechs," he remembered to protest. Eventually.
"He wants to give my baby to that rat bastard!" Duo was ranting, hands clenching on the mecha controls. "No way! No how! He's an OZ goon, for God's sake! He probably adopts kittens from shelters and dissects them for a hobby!"
"Come on now, Duo," Quatre tried to placate him. "Be fair. He's a soldier, not a politician."
Duo and Quatre were diverted by a sudden shrill, high alarm. "We've got company," Quatre exclaimed with dismay.
"Shit!" Duo said, doing a double take at the mess of bogeys coming down on them from the north. "Reinforcements! We've got to get out of here, now!"
"What?" Zechs' voice came over their coms, filled with unfeigned shock. "Bastige!"
Re: Sucker for a Stray
Date: 2006-02-21 07:44 am (UTC)"I accept," Zechs said, through gritted teeth. "Very well. Let us fight, Heero Yuy."
Heero didn't wait for any more challenges, launching his Gundam towards the other fighting suit. He threw himself into the air to give his charge momentum, and Zechs, after an instant's hesitation, leapt backwards to avoid his attack. His weaker fighting suit couldn't stand up to a battering from the Gundanium very long, and they both knew it. Tallgeese reached for its beam saber, but Wing barreled in close, keeping the range too short to be effective.
The two mechs crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. For a moment, the embattled suits vanished from view; then Wing suddenly burst out of the dust cloud, climbing rapidly away from the engagement. Tallgeese followed its flight with a tightly-aimed arc of missile fire, forcing Wing to twist and dodge in the air to evade it. Explosions rocked the battlefield, filling the air with fire and dust; sparks leapt forth as the mechs crashed into each other again.
"Calico, isn't she?" Quatre was saying, leaning in towards his vidscreen to try and get a good look. "Oh -- she's so tiny! When did you find her, Duo? She can't be more than six weeks old!"
"Kick his ass, Blondie! Don't let him give away my baby!" Duo yelled over the com. He clutched the kitten fiercely in his hands; it was staring with a great deal of wide-eyed interest at the flashing vidscreens. "You'd better win! Wait a moment, the mission. Kick his ass, Heero! No, gah, you can't win either. You both suck, eat shit and die!"
Quatre made ktch-ktch noises at the kitten, who pricked her ears forward in response. "Duo, you can't be cheering for Zechs," he remembered to protest. Eventually.
"He wants to give my baby to that rat bastard!" Duo was ranting, hands clenching on the mecha controls. "No way! No how! He's an OZ goon, for God's sake! He probably adopts kittens from shelters and dissects them for a hobby!"
"Come on now, Duo," Quatre tried to placate him. "Be fair. He's a soldier, not a politician."
Duo and Quatre were diverted by a sudden shrill, high alarm. "We've got company," Quatre exclaimed with dismay.
"Shit!" Duo said, doing a double take at the mess of bogeys coming down on them from the north. "Reinforcements! We've got to get out of here, now!"
"What?" Zechs' voice came over their coms, filled with unfeigned shock. "Bastige!"
"You're telling us?" Duo demanded.