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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing:Pairing: Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 129. Baby Series 3 #158. Takes
place at approximately the same time as a Proper Toast. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
A Toast //Pagan has given me a clue, I am sure of it.// Wu Fei skimmed quickly along the hallway, feet silent on the old carpet. He was careful not to catch a foot in the floor covering and repeat his already less than graceful `almost' face plant. He must see that the embarrassing footage was erased before it made the rounds of the security guards. He needed to secure it before it fell into the hands of his braided idiot. He could well imagine the fun Maxwell would have teasing him if he ever saw a copy of it. //The stairway will take me to the third floor and position me relatively close to the West Wing. The question then should be what do I do when I arrive?// Milliardo would not be standing still for long in any one place as he had a lot of ground to cover to reach the designated targets within each wing. The King was very unlikely to keep to the main hallways, though he might well have done so initially to gain some needed distance. //If he is in the West Wing now he must soon return. I need to determine where he is most likely to exit. He might use a secret entrance in the West Wing to exit on another floor, then enter the Central Wing. If so, above or below? Thereafter would he choose to ascend to complete the Centre Wing? The East Wing provides the furthest point of the run; potentially the point from which it would be hardest to access the kitchens.// The man would be a cunning opponent and it would not be easy to second guess him. The building itself was a rabbit warren of hallways and secret passages and he suspected Milliardo had made it his business to know most, if not all, of the known ways. He had known of a passage security had not discovered, the one exiting from his suite, so who was to say he did not know of more? //This will not be easy, but I will certainly toast the man if he manages to elude both Maxwell and I.// At the side of the stairway up, Wu Fei found a water cooler and mini tower of paper cups and, taking the time to pause, he poured himself a half a cup of water. Studying the cup he considered his best options and grinned and raising the cup in a toast. "Cheers, Milliardo! Salute! The hunt is on." Downing the liquid in one gulp Chang crushed the cup and tossed it in the small bin beside the water cooler, turning to take the stairs two to a stride, in the exact centre of the staircase, well clear of the edges of the carpet muffling his light footfalls. One thing he was not intending to do was artfully, and speedily, descent the stairs because he tripped over a carpet. Again. If Milliardo eluded him, there was always Maxwell he could bring down.
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