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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: Milliardo +Wu Fei + Duo + Heero Notes: Challenge 169. Baby Series 3 #281. Takes place following Odd Goings On. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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Real Ghosts "I know the difference between memories and ghosts." "I have heard psychological arguments and I have noted religious observations on the supernatural, and I am well enough aware of the scientific need to measure and explain everything. If it can not be explained… then it does not exist." Wu Fei scowled. "Thinking that spirits wander the earth to torment us is stupidity in the extreme. When you survive a war some people expect to be haunted by the victims of war. I choose not to look constantly over my shoulder and imagine something invisible, or simply lurking out of plain sight, is reaching out with claw and fang to rend me." "Shit Yuy, I'm not talking about horror movies and the walking dead. That's all a load of crap," Duo growled. "I'm talking about `real' ghosts." "There are no such things." "Theories suggest it is our regrets that haunt us, giving rise to suggested shapes and sounds in darkened places. Our subconscious playing tricks." Wu Fei sipped his tea. "In many cultures the Ancestors watch over us." "I am hardly religious and I choose not to believe in what I can not see." "Maybe that's why you have problems interacting with people, Yuy. You refuse to see what is not plainly visible and sometimes can only be sensed." "Ridiculous." "Nah, Heero, it's not. You can't always see a girl smile or frown, especially around these nobles and rich girls. They're taught not to show what they really feel. Sometimes you have to `feel' it." "So if I develop my sensitivity I can understand women and will be driven mad by memories masquerading as ghosts? Charming. No thanks." Duo grabbed his head as though in pain and snarled. "Shit you can be literal and bloody stupid sometimes." "I don't see that I have to believe in ghost stories to…" "Hey, all I said was…" Yuy almost snarled. "I don't want to hear it! If I can not see it, feel it or talk to it then it does not exist." "We all have our personal view, but I understand what Maxwell is talking about. Have you heard of any unusual events happening in the palace? Anything… potentially odd." Wu Fei hoped to cut off the budding fight before it became dangerous. "Such as?" Maxwell and Chang exchanged long and pointed looks, shifting uncomfortably. Neither looked at the other two, choosing instead to examine the interiors of their respective cups. "Odd… noises, maybe? Footfalls, cold spots moving around the place, creaking's and groaning maybe? Disembodied voices? Furniture moving around?" "Houses settle, especially where temperatures are known to hit extremes. A building as large as the palace would do a great deal of settling. No house is draught proof, there has to be an odd breeze every now and again, and with the number of staff, guests and residents in the palace is it surprising that furniture might be moved and someone not know about it?" ~ * ~ |
