realityshifted | 002- The beach.

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002- The beach.

[White sand all around. Deathscythe appeared standing tall, it's active cloak closed around it's large frame. Yes, folks; there certainly is a sixteen meeter tall robot suit looming overhead, but it's not moving. It can't. The cockpit opens in it's navel area and Duo Maxwell emerges, pulling with him a rucksack as he grabs a tether ans moves on down.]

Looks like we made it, Deathscythe. [So where was Heero? Duo swings down on the rope and lands in the white sand, sliding down to sit atop of his gundam's foot, digging around the bag for an apple. Feeling hot, he slips out of the top half of that space suit, but while he does so, he finds that something is missing. He gropes his neck, feels back to his back, but whatever he's looking for, it's not there.] Shit!

Where is it?!

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[Another sixteen meter robot appears! Actually it's closer to seventeen.]

[Landing a little ways down from where Duo is sitting, Heero lands his mobile suit and emerges from the cockpit. Grabbing a tether with his good hand, he lowers himself down to the ground and lets go.]

[He looks around, amazed that there is actually a beach on the plane. He makes his way to Duo and pulls his helmet off.]

[Shit. Shit. His cross was gone. He dug around in the rucksack, pulling out the food, the jackets? No?] Aw hell.

[When Heero arrives, he slides down and offers him his jacket. Damn.] Here.

[He takes his jacket and drops it on the sand so he could work his space suit off. He pulls it down to his waist and then sits down on the sand.]

Something wrong?

[Duo looked visibly upset.]

Edited 2011-05-24 04:07 (UTC)

I lost my cross. Seen it? [He'd probably find it eventually, but it took him so long to find it in the first place after all that business at the Moon Base.]

Nng. Never mind. You hungry? [Duo pulls the food off from the foot then slides down onto the ground, the soft sand. He hands Heero one of the sandwiches.]

No. [Maybe it had been left at the apartment? They could always go back and look for it.]

[Heero took the sandwhich and set it on his lap for a moment. He remembered the pills he pocketed and wanted to take them. His arm was sore.]

Water?

[And have a water bottle. He sat there, tired from the trip. It really was a full day. Problem was though that he hadn't taken it off. He had it up til they put those space suits on. He knew it was there.] Crap.

[Duo took his own bottle and took a long swig from it.] We're we gonna get the supplies we need, I wonder?

You'll find it.

[Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled out the small bottle and popped the cap off. Dumping two small, white pills into his palm he quickly tossed them into his mouth and swallowed. Bitter tasting. Then he twisted the cap of the water bottle off and took a good drink of water.]

We can make a trip into my reality. All mobile suits were demolished, so the scrap yards are full of parts.

Edited 2011-05-24 04:38 (UTC)

That works to our advantage. Kind of convenient actually. [A small smile.]

We may as well stay here a while, til your arm's healed up? No reason to go into battle injured. [It's not like his performance was perfect. The injury in his own arm did seem to stunt his skills as a pilot, a testimonial to his imperfect landings from before.]

On the other hand, I think we did pretty damn well for ourselves.

I don't see the point. [His arm was fine and the pain ebbed with the aspirin. Stitches were something that never stopped him before. A broken leg, an even worse arm injury and all the other things never stopped him.]

I can still perform adequately.

[Unwrapping his sandwich, he took small bites from it and thought about just how they would obtain the parts for their suits.]

But time doesn't run in our worlds so long as we're here, didn't you know that? So long as we're here, we can pretty much just go right back into that battle and decimate their mobile dolls, then take the battle straight for the Moon base. [Made all the sense in the world, right? Taking out that base would be a crippling blow after all.]

[Well, that certainly explained why no one noticed him missing. It was if he had never left at all. That was definitely an advantage they had, even if it felt like cheating.]

Yeah.

[Taking another bite, he looked back towards Wing Zero and then wrapped the remains back up. Picking himself off the ground, he reached down and grabbed his discarded helmet and walked back to his suit.]

Leaving already?

You could at least finish eating. Sheesh.

It's all business with you, isn't it?

[He stopped and looked back at Duo.]

Is that a problem? [There was that annoyed tone again.]

You're not serious enough.

I'm plenty serious. I just know better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. [He stands and walks over to lean against Deathscythe's foot.]

And there's no problem. Guess I forgot you're not the unwinding sort of guy.

The same could be said of you. [After all, he had no gain in fighting this war with him. He could have just went back to the plane before it all started and left Duo to rot on that colony.]

[Food could wait until later. He never ate much anyway.]

Tou che.

Is it too much to ask for you to stick around a while? [The real question is, why's he even asking? Man, it felt like a desperate move even to try.]

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Why? [Duo would know better than anyone that he never participated much in conversations. They always ended up one sided.]

[But he knew the reason. Duo had barely any contact with anyone lately and was desperate for someone to talk to.]

Heero. Come on. Throw me a bone here. [His arms swung up and behind his head, he closed his eyes. If it were anyone else it would be a breeze. Then again, maybe it just had to be Heero.]

You don't like the whole talking thing. I get it. We can sit in total silence if you want. It'll drive me nuts, sure. But just hang with me for a while. Heck, catch a few Z's if you want. Whatever.

[Fine. But he wasn't going to stay that long. They needed to get those parts from his reality and get both their gundams operational. He didn't care if time stopped while they stayed on the plane. He didn't like sitting around doing nothing when mission details needed planning out.]

[He settled back down on the sand and unwrapped the remainder of his sandwich to finish eating.]

[A small victory as far as he was concerned. He slid down against the foot and flashed a smile at Heero, content to just share the space. He grabbed a handful of the sand and let it drift slowly to the ground before brushing it off and finishing his own food, tossing the apple core aside.]

How'd you guys do it anyway? World peace seems pretty impossible where I come from, even with Relena trying her best.

[He just ignored that smile and just decided to focus on eating his sandwich.]

Luck. [Things had just played out in the correct order for them to win. Sides had constantly shifted, new groups always forming. He believed it had been because of Relena that the world was now in peace.]

Oh, is that all? [He really tries to keep on smiling, but it fades only slightly.]

[Seems like he really isn't all that good at this conversation thing anymore, or maybe just not with Heero.] I think going back, fighting? Even if we did defeat OZ, it's still a losing battle. OZ has won the hearts and minds of the people, and they don't even know they're being taken advantage of anymore.

[Well wasn't that an unexpected change? Heero looked at Duo, seeing his smile falter a bit.]

It doesn't matter Duo.

[He was here to help now. Duo didn't have to fight alone anymore. It wasn't going to be easy, but they would somehow manage it. Even if the best they could do was damage bases and destroy suits, it was something. It might even rekindle everyone's hope of real world peace.]

We're good at fighting losing battles.

[Was that supposed to be a joke? He laughs, even if he's not supposed to. Even if Heero is being completely serious.] Ain't that the truth.

But it does matter. I'm not sure how long I can keep going. Even with your help, t'be honest.

[Not really. It was supposed to be more of a motivational message. It didn't matter though.]

As long as you need to.

[It was very possible that Duo wasn't going to live to see the end of the battle, but death was something every soldier knew could happen. They couldn't be afraid of it.]

[ZERO hadn't showed him anything yet. It was too soon to worry about that.]

[It was about as motivational as anything else, and just Heero being there was enough to get Duo fighting again, so that's something, right?]

Heh. Well, I think maybe we should just hit them where it hurts next time. Take out Romefeller, can't figure OZ will be long for the world afterward.

[He wouldn't be happy to know that. Too many people said he gave them hope, and he just didn't see it.]

We'll plan it out. [That was something he couldn't stress enough. It was a completely different battle now. They couldn't just run in and destroy stuff.]

Sure thing. [They'd be fools not to. Besides that, Duo still needed to fix his gundam and get used to piloting again. He still had it, but he had to account for his handicap.]

You think this place is as good as any to leave our Gundams? If so, we can head to your world. Any time is fine.

It'll be fine for now. [He doubted no one on the plane could operate them. They would just make sure they were secured.]

We've got time. [He wasn't ready to go back to his world just yet. His arm did need to heal. It would look suspicious and Sally would notice that he was more exhausted than he should have been.

He didn't want to deal with it.]

It would be suspicious if we went now. I have an appointment to see Sally Po.

[So now he says they've got time?] Heh, Sally Po? Pretty sure I've heard that name flung around a while back.

Back at New Edwards, right? What's she need to see you for?

[That's because he suddenly remembered he needed to avoid something.]

Sally Po is an agent at the Preventers now. She wants to give me another check-up.

Probably should. I doubt my playing nurse is as good as a real medic.

Even so, I don't blame you.

Your dressing is fine. [The stitches hadn't pulled yet and getting the wound closed was the important thing. His body would take care of the rest.]

I collapsed at the battle with Dekim. She's worried something else is wrong and trying to stop me from overexerting myself. [Which he was doing a great job of doing.]

She seemed to forget I had crashed in Wing Zero.

Hm? [Overexerting yourself, huh?]

So what if she's right? We may as well stick around here for a while and take it easy while we fix our gundams. It's okay to slow down so long as nothing needs our immediate attention.

Crashed... Man. Never let me say you guys had it easy.

[Even though he wants to say it.]

[He better not say it.]

She's not right. [There was nothing wrong with him. He refused to believe it even if it were true or not. He'd just work through it.]

We'll take it slow until my arm heals. Then we have things to do.

[Yeah yeah.]

Fair enough. I can do most of the heavy work anyway. Make a list and we'll go shopping.

Edited 2011-05-24 19:17 (UTC)

You don't need to do that. It's just stitches. [He didn't like people doing things for him like that. He could handle his own stuff fine.]

Stitches and a torn muscle. If you do over do it, we'll just be stitching it right back up, you know that.

[Like that's ever stopped him before.]

And?

And we'll need to spend even more time waiting on you to heal.

[Point taken. That doesn't mean he likes it.]

Do what you want.

Edited 2011-05-24 20:19 (UTC)

[Yeah. What he wants.]

Sure.

[Well that' settled. He will begrudgingly allow Duo to do all the heavy lifting while his arm heals.]

[Laying back on the sand, he tucked his hands under his head to support it.]

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