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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: Trowa + Quatre + Milliardo Notes: Challenge 151. Baby Series 3 #225. Takes place a few minutes following Anything But Comfortable. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
National Identity "There have been great changes since the formation of the ESUN as we now know it. Following the world economic crash the stock markets have made considerable recovery and the economy has stabilised." "There has been considerable improvement, I agree, but there is still room for further improvement." Quatre inclined his head, agreeing. "There is always room for improvement. No matter what you do, or how efficiently you do it, there are always those who point out what has not been done." Milliardo set his cup aside, moving his hand to lightly stroke the kitten's ears, earning an almost soundless mew for the attention. "There are always places and people forgotten in the rush to change the greater part of society. We are not miracle workers, Wizards or Djinn capable of instantaneously effecting change. It is simply human nature for those who feel neglected to voice their objection and demands." Trowa remained as still as a statue. His eyes were centred on the long haired blonde and the casual fingers stroking the indolent cat. Quatre sat before him, seemingly unaffected by this impromptu morning tea, but Trowa could read the tension in him. Throughout the meeting there had been undercurrents that disturbed him and all he really wanted to do was leave. That Quatre was getting more out of the conversation than he, he had no doubt. They were not just passing the time of day, though the conversation seemed innocuous enough. "There are a number of countries held back in the forward march of advancement. Small countries who have no representation in the Council of Representatives because they were lumped in with a larger area's field of influence in the division of planetary zones. With no native representative their needs are subjugated beneath the representation of the larger sphere. Resentment is all too often the result." "Sanc was a member of the European Union, North Western zone. Miss Relena was satisfied with the designation and the advancements and improvements funded by the restructuring committee." "Relena had much to distract her and unfortunately failed to understand the somewhat unique needs of the people. Hardly her fault as she was not reared to Sancian ways. Because one becomes a part of a larger whole, does not necessarily mean one must lose one's national identity. Sanc has lost too much and while many dismiss our identity and determine us now to be European Union, North Western zone, some of us find the designation… dehumanising." "Dehumanising? It is simply a designation for a corner of the greater continent." "Ah, Quatre, you are too colonial in your outlook. Hardly your fault. One has to be born into one of these little pockets of humanity to understand the ties that bind one to the land; to one's nation's history. You are what your surroundings make you to be and Sancian's are proud of who and what they are. Those who invaded us under the auspices of the Alliance and Romefeller's Oz failed to understand that." ~ * ~ |
