Goodbye LJ...
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windandwaterThis is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.
So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;
Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!
♥
So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;
Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!
♥
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Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:55 am (UTC)"Ms. Pierson?" she greeted her. The tall, dark-skinned woman looked to be about middle aged, her clothes neat and subtly expensive. She smiled in return as she held her hand out for Relena to shake.
"Yes, that's me. You must be Ms. Peacecraft."
"I don't use that name much any more," Relena said, shaking her hand. "Just call me Relena."
"Ah, I see. That's what the records have you down as, though. It's a pleasure to meet you, Relena. May I come in?"
"Come right in," Relena replied courteously, keeping her smile on "The pleasure's all mine, but I do wish that this wasn't necessary."
Ms. Pierson sighed as she stepped inside, allowing the door to close behind him. "I'm afraid that it is, Relena. The Preventers need him to testify in this case, to make the charges iron-clad. We must make the case against this man as clear as possible away, for the security of the Earth Sphere."
Relena shook her head as she moved past the woman into the hallway. "I respect your concerns, and of course I agree, but why do you need Heero especially?"
"As the only surviving witness..."
"Surely there were other witnesses!"
"There are, and there is enough other evidence, but Heero Yuy was the only one target to come to close to one of his attacks and survive. Besides, as a former Gundam Pilot, his credibility is very important."
Relena's mouth tightened into a line, the smile faltering. "I can understand your concerns, Ms. Pierson. You can be sure that I have more desire than almost anyone else to see the culprit punished for his actions. But I must make you understand --" Her voice caught slightly, and she took a deep breath. "Necessity or no, Heero Yuy cannot testify. Not will not, cannot."
The older woman gave her a cool glance, but not without sympathy. "That is what I am here to affirm."
Relena could only nod.
She took a deep breath, and then remembered her role as a hostess. "Can I
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:55 am (UTC)"Call me Anna, and no, nothing right now, thank you. I'd rather get straight to the point." The dark woman smiled.
Relena sighed, and smoothed her hands over her skirt in an almost nervous gesture. "He's in the other room. I've told him you were coming to see him today, but don't be surprised if he doesn't remember. And please, I beg you --" She caught at the other woman's sleeve, a clear look of pleading on her face. "Whatever you do, don't mention the name Duo Maxwell."
The government official looked surprised, catching the sincere warning in Relena's face and voice. "Not mention Duo Maxwell? But Relena, that's exactly what we need to question him about!"
Slowly, Relena shook her head, not releasing the sleeve. "No. I've had this argument, over and over, on the phone. You're not here to take his statement, Ms. Pierson -- you're just here to confirm whether he is fit to testify or not. Don't try to do any more than that."
The woman glared for a bit, but then slowly relaxed and nodded. "Yes, you're quite right, Relena. I will be careful."
"Thank you." Exhaling heavily, Relena released her grip on the older woman's sleeve, then placed a guiding hand lightly on her shoulder. "Then, I'll show you in to him."
Heero Yuy. Despite all her cool, professional demeanor, Anna's heart beat a little faster as she followed the young blonde through a living room and into another doorway. The saviors of the Earth according to some, half-way to terrorists according to others, there could be no doubt that the Gundam Pilots were famous, larger-than-life players on the stage of history.
Relena showed her into an airy, well-lit room, decorated in hues of rose and grey. Curtains fluttered in the draft of the air-conditioning; next to one of the windows sat an unexpectedly small figure, looking out into the yard. Briskly, Anna seated herself in the proferred chair accross from this armchair, and avidly turned to study its occupant.
She was barely able to conceal her shock, as he at last turned away from the window to look at her. Despite all the warning she had, the reports that she read and the briefings she'd been given, she was still expecting to see the handsome, stoic face of the young man whose face had decorated the newsfronts so often. There hadn't been much video footage of the elusive Heero Yuy, but she
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:55 am (UTC)The bomb that had been placed in his mailbox had gone off just as he stepped onto the front porch of his home. He hugged his right arm, curiously shrunken and shrivelled, close to the side of his chest; his legs were covered with a brightly colored afghan, but she knew that the right leg was paralyzed, useless. The blanket was draped in a peculiar, awkward way across his lap; the explosion had flung him with such force against the brick wall that his hipbone had shattered, and enough bone fragments had been lost or destroyed that not all the desperate doctors who tried could repair it quite right. The left side of his face was subtly deformed; despite several plastic surgeries, the scar still remained from the sheet of red-hot tin that had partially wrapped itself about his head.
Blue eyes met hers, as piercing and clear as they ever had been, but guileless. And that, Anna realized with a faint sense of alarm, was the most important difference at all.
Still, she kept her cool, and managed to smile in a friendly way and hold out her hand to shake. "Good afternoon, Mr. Yuy. My name is Anna Pierson. It's a pleasure to meet you at last."
His brows drew together in a frown. "Who the hell are you?" he said angrily, ignoring her extended hand. His own moves restlessly on the afghan, plucking at loose, brightly colored threads.
Her smile faltered, and she dropped her hand, shifting about to reposition the clipboard on her lap. "I'm from the UESN official department of investigations, Mr. Yuy, acting on behalf of the Preventers. I was just hoping to have a nice little chat with you..."
"I don't like you," he interrupted her, his voice rising easily over hers. "Go away. I don't want to talk to you."
With that, he turned away from her, staring out the window once more. Determined, Anna cleared her throat and tried again. "Mr. Yuy -- Heero -- I really do need to talk with you. It's a matter of safety for the entire Earth Sphere. The Preventers need you to come into court, to testify on --" she barely caught herself in time, and substituted "-on -- on a terrorist case."
That word appeared to have no effect on him. He ignored her, staring intensely out the window, his hand twitching on the edge of the blanket. "Mr. Yuy --
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:55 am (UTC)The bomb that had been placed in his mailbox had gone off just as he stepped onto the front porch of his home. He hugged his right arm, curiously shrunken and shrivelled, close to the side of his chest; his legs were covered with a brightly colored afghan, but she knew that the right leg was paralyzed, useless. The blanket was draped in a peculiar, awkward way across his lap; the explosion had flung him with such force against the brick wall that his hipbone had shattered, and enough bone fragments had been lost or destroyed that not all the desperate doctors who tried could repair it quite right. The left side of his face was subtly deformed; despite several plastic surgeries, the scar still remained from the sheet of red-hot tin that had partially wrapped itself about his head.
Blue eyes met hers, as piercing and clear as they ever had been, but guileless. And that, Anna realized with a faint sense of alarm, was the most important difference at all.
Still, she kept her cool, and managed to smile in a friendly way and hold out her hand to shake. "Good afternoon, Mr. Yuy. My name is Anna Pierson. It's a pleasure to meet you at last."
His brows drew together in a frown. "Who the hell are you?" he said angrily, ignoring her extended hand. His own moves restlessly on the afghan, plucking at loose, brightly colored threads.
Her smile faltered, and she dropped her hand, shifting about to reposition the clipboard on her lap. "I'm from the UESN official department of investigations, Mr. Yuy, acting on behalf of the Preventers. I was just hoping to have a nice little chat with you..."
"I don't like you," he interrupted her, his voice rising easily over hers. "Go away. I don't want to talk to you."
With that, he turned away from her, staring out the window once more. Determined, Anna cleared her throat and tried again. "Mr. Yuy -- Heero -- I really do need to talk with you. It's a matter of safety for the entire Earth Sphere. The Preventers need you to come into court, to testify on --" she barely caught herself in time, and substituted "-on -- on a terrorist case."
That word appeared to have no effect on him. He ignored her, staring intensely out the window, his hand twitching on the edge of the blanket. "Mr. Yuy --
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:56 am (UTC)Helplessly, Anna glanced around, and her gaze crossed Relena's, standing by the doorway and watching them. The younger woman's expression was resigned and worried. "Heero -- please -- Mrs. Pierson has come to visit you on some very important business."
"Make her go away," Heero said loudly, a touch of anger in his tone. "I don't fucking want to talk with her. Tell her to go the fuck away and leave me alone."
Relena trailed off into helpless silence, and gave Anna a desperate, "what else can I do?" look.
Anna sighed, but squared her shoulders and faced Heero again. Her doubts as to Relena's claim of disability were obviously not unfounded, but Anna refused to give up so soon. She'd faced hostile interviewees before. "All right, Heero," she said calmly, switching gears. "You don't have to answer any questions about that if you want. I just wanted to talk with you about -- about Duo Maxwell."
She heard Relena hiss sharply, saw her stiffen with unhappiness, but she kept her attention on Heero. He had come alive, swinging back to look at her fully and lean forward eagerly in his chair. "Duo? You know Duo?" he said with some excitement.
"Yes," Anna lied easily. To be truthful, she only knew of him, mostly through this case. Now that they had gotten started, she flipped back the first sheet on her clipboard, and quickly scribbled something down.
"Oh," Heero said. "Are you from L2? He, he came from there, you know. It's his home."
"Yes, I know that," Anna said, smiling encouragingly at him. But her smile held a puzzled edge to it, at the way Heero was referring to Mr. Maxwell. Still, this seemed to be the only way to get a response from him. "Why don't you tell me more about that?" she suggested.
"He went back there after the war," Heero told her, confidingly as a child. "I didn't think he would. He told me how much he hated it there, how miserable it was. But he went back anyway. He said he had to try and do something about it. I thought that was a brave thing to do. But I didn't tell him so. I told him it was a stupid thing to do."
"He seems to have told you a lot," Anna said in a neutral, encouraging tone. She made a quick note on her clipboard. "How did you know each other?"
Heero dropped his eyes, hands fiddling with his blanket again. For a frustrated moment Anna thought she had lost him, but after a moment he said,
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:56 am (UTC)Helplessly, Anna glanced around, and her gaze crossed Relena's, standing by the doorway and watching them. The younger woman's expression was resigned and worried. "Heero -- please -- Mrs. Pierson has come to visit you on some very important business."
"Make her go away," Heero said loudly, a touch of anger in his tone. "I don't fucking want to talk with her. Tell her to go the fuck away and leave me alone."
Relena trailed off into helpless silence, and gave Anna a desperate, "what else can I do?" look.
Anna sighed, but squared her shoulders and faced Heero again. Her doubts as to Relena's claim of disability were obviously not unfounded, but Anna refused to give up so soon. She'd faced hostile interviewees before. "All right, Heero," she said calmly, switching gears. "You don't have to answer any questions about that if you want. I just wanted to talk with you about -- about Duo Maxwell."
She heard Relena hiss sharply, saw her stiffen with unhappiness, but she kept her attention on Heero. He had come alive, swinging back to look at her fully and lean forward eagerly in his chair. "Duo? You know Duo?" he said with some excitement.
"Yes," Anna lied easily. To be truthful, she only knew of him, mostly through this case. Now that they had gotten started, she flipped back the first sheet on her clipboard, and quickly scribbled something down.
"Oh," Heero said. "Are you from L2? He, he came from there, you know. It's his home."
"Yes, I know that," Anna said, smiling encouragingly at him. But her smile held a puzzled edge to it, at the way Heero was referring to Mr. Maxwell. Still, this seemed to be the only way to get a response from him. "Why don't you tell me more about that?" she suggested.
"He went back there after the war," Heero told her, confidingly as a child. "I didn't think he would. He told me how much he hated it there, how miserable it was. But he went back anyway. He said he had to try and do something about it. I thought that was a brave thing to do. But I didn't tell him so. I told him it was a stupid thing to do."
"He seems to have told you a lot," Anna said in a neutral, encouraging tone. She made a quick note on her clipboard. "How did you know each other?"
Heero dropped his eyes, hands fiddling with his blanket again. For a frustrated moment Anna thought she had lost him, but after a moment he said,
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:56 am (UTC)"Dating?" That shocked her proufoundly, enough that she couldn't quite hide it.
"Yes!" He glared at her angrily now, scowling. "There's nothing fucking wrong with that. It's a good thing. He likes me a lot and I like him too. I don't goddamn care about the rules. Why shouldn't we be dating? That's not wrong."
"No, no, not at all," she soothed him automatically, while her mind was still shaken by this revelation. She didn't dare sneak a glance at Relena, but she could feel her frozen unhappiness radiating from the doorway.
She took a deep breath to steady herself, and tried to get back on track. Automatically, she made another notation on her board. "When did you and he start... dating?"
"During the war." The antagonism seemed to have faded away, and once again he was almost shy.
"Why did he go back to L2? If you were dating?" she prompted him. Her uneasily feeling about all of this was intensifying.
"He didn't go back for good!" That was almost snarled, as he leaned forward intensely. "Just for a little while. He had some things to do. But he won't be there much longer."
"What?" She didn't think she could be so surprised twice in an interview, but that one caught her by surprise.
"He's going to come and visit me soon," Heero told her confidently. "As soon as he can get away, he said, he'll come and visit me. He called to tell me. He sent an e-mail saying he's coming soon. I'll see him again soon. He'll come any day now."
For a long moment she just stared at him. He looked back at her earnestly, the left side of his expression not quite matching the right.
After a while, "I see," she said quietly, and closed the clipboard. "Thank you, Mr. Yuy. I won't bother you any further. You've been very helpful."
"Oh." Heero seemed to lose interest, turning back to watch the street out the window. Trying to keep her expression pleasantly neutral, she rose from her chair and turned to face Relena.
The young woman's face was a stony mask, but Anna managed to keep smiling politely in the face of it. "I'll be going now, Relena. Thank you again for your time."
"I trust you got what you needed, Mrs. Pierson?" Relena's voice was tightly
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:56 am (UTC)"Dating?" That shocked her proufoundly, enough that she couldn't quite hide it.
"Yes!" He glared at her angrily now, scowling. "There's nothing fucking wrong with that. It's a good thing. He likes me a lot and I like him too. I don't goddamn care about the rules. Why shouldn't we be dating? That's not wrong."
"No, no, not at all," she soothed him automatically, while her mind was still shaken by this revelation. She didn't dare sneak a glance at Relena, but she could feel her frozen unhappiness radiating from the doorway.
She took a deep breath to steady herself, and tried to get back on track. Automatically, she made another notation on her board. "When did you and he start... dating?"
"During the war." The antagonism seemed to have faded away, and once again he was almost shy.
"Why did he go back to L2? If you were dating?" she prompted him. Her uneasily feeling about all of this was intensifying.
"He didn't go back for good!" That was almost snarled, as he leaned forward intensely. "Just for a little while. He had some things to do. But he won't be there much longer."
"What?" She didn't think she could be so surprised twice in an interview, but that one caught her by surprise.
"He's going to come and visit me soon," Heero told her confidently. "As soon as he can get away, he said, he'll come and visit me. He called to tell me. He sent an e-mail saying he's coming soon. I'll see him again soon. He'll come any day now."
For a long moment she just stared at him. He looked back at her earnestly, the left side of his expression not quite matching the right.
After a while, "I see," she said quietly, and closed the clipboard. "Thank you, Mr. Yuy. I won't bother you any further. You've been very helpful."
"Oh." Heero seemed to lose interest, turning back to watch the street out the window. Trying to keep her expression pleasantly neutral, she rose from her chair and turned to face Relena.
The young woman's face was a stony mask, but Anna managed to keep smiling politely in the face of it. "I'll be going now, Relena. Thank you again for your time."
"I trust you got what you needed, Mrs. Pierson?" Relena's voice was tightly
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:56 am (UTC)The older woman's smile wavered, and softened into somethin more compassionate. "Yes. Yes... I did. I'm sorry for causing such a disturbance in your house, but... Ah... I'll be going now," she finished awkwardly.
"Please do, Mrs. Pierson." Stiffly courteous, Relena escorted her to the front hallway. As the dark woman stepped out of the door, she moved so as to block the entrance. "You won't be bothering us again," she said.
"I hope not," the government worker said sincerely.
"That wasn't a question," Relena said, and shut the door.
Behind the panelled wood, Relena snapped the deadbolt in place, then reattached the chain and the locks. That done, she took a deep breath and leaned her head against the door, and closed her eyes.