Goodbye LJ...
Feb. 20th, 2006 06:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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: Spoil of War, prologue
Date: 2006-02-27 11:33 pm (UTC)“Of course,” Heero responded, and, with one last look at Duo, he stepped aside. Reluctantly, he moved down to his chair at the end of the table, leaving the way clear between his ward and his friend.
Wufei’s coal-smouldering gaze locked on Duo, and the younger boy couldn’t contain a flinch at the anger of it; one of Wufei’s lips curled slightly at this display of weakness. “For the last two years, you have been living among the Oz soldiers, is this correct?” he started without preamble.
Duo nodded, and backed up his assent verbally. “Yes. That’s right,” he said. An involuntary shudder ran up and down his back, at the memories, but he managed to control it before the older man could see.
“And most of that time, you spent with Treize Khushrenada?” Wufei continued, his voice and his eyes hard.
“Yes.” Duo swallowed hard. Dammit, it was only the second question of the interview and he was already tense as a wire. He had to relax.
“Do you recall hearing the Oz soldiers speaking of a man named Zechs Marquise?”
Duo was silent. Heero shot a glance between Wufei and Duo, and half-rose from his seat. “Sit down, Yuy!” Wufei snapped. “Well? Do you?”
“I’m thinking!” Duo exclaimed, struggling down on the edge of panic. “Let me remember... I’m trying to think...”
The words were said only to buy him time; he was not reaching through his memories, but trying to get hold of his racing thoughts. The darkness in his mind crept steadily closer; desperately, Duo closed his eyes, and almost without conscious thought the memory came to his mind and flowed out his lips. “Yes. Yes, I remember. Sixteen months ago...” He paused, struggling to pin down the association. Zechs Marquise, Marquise... “A group of men were -- the water game. One of them mentioned a new -- a new envoy coming to talk to Treize. Some kind of higher-up, he said, calling himself the Lightning Count. Marquise.”