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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: Pagan Notes: Challenge 158. Baby Series 3 #249. Takes place a few minutes after Extraordinary Times. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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The Next Act It was not just the media who followed them. No one looked away, no one turned their backs on them. They were worthy of the attention paid to them. He could not deny that they were an exceptionally good looking group, but it was not their physical characteristics that drew the eye. It was their sense of presence; their persona's. Milliardo towered above them in physical stature as well as the force of his personality. A remarkably handsome man and at the moment he was definitely Milliardo Peacecraft, the same Milliardo Peacecraft who had threatened the planet to gain the undivided attention of their civilisation. Relena walked easily at his side, calm, confident, more than just a pretty face. She was the Princess Royal, a government sanctioned Minister, though she was to lay aside that portfolio. She projected `confident professional', assurance of her place amidst the movers and shakers of their times. Heero Yuy walked beside her acting as bodyguard and looking dangerous. He did that look exceptionally well. Sunglasses hid his intense glare, unruly hair not quite hiding the earpiece in his left ear. He looked armed and ready to spring into action at the first flicker of movement in their direction. His face was known. Three Gundam pilots. Chang, darkly exotic, wearing the sash that proclaimed him as Chang of Chang, but he flanked Milliardo in the position of a bodyguard. He moved like a dancer, graceful, precise, dangerous. Though no weapons were permitted in the Assembly hall this young man, in himself, was a weapon. As was the charming, smiling young man who flanked him. Duo moved with easy grace, his braid tied off with a velvet ribbon, his rangy body clothed in an expensive suit. He was far from the street rat from L2, walking as he was through the Assembly Hall as though he owned it, toward the seats set aside for the delegation from Sanc. He smiled, his blue eyes sparkled, but all too quickly those eyes could glint violet and the smile would be a deaths-head grimace and anyone he deemed a threat would be emotionlessly removed from the playing field. They were an extraordinary group of young people living in extraordinary times. They had plans both for their people and their personal lives, and they had the determination to go after their goals. "The box has been cleared of any threats and unobtrusive listening devices." Pagan caught Heero's eye and the faint nod and Heero stepped in front of the King and led the way into the great room that was the House of Representatives. Security was tighter after the incident at the manor and Pagan had heard enough of the grumbles from those discomforted by the increased security measures. It was time for the next act in the play. ~ * ~ |
