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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: Duo Notes: Challenge 181. Baby Series 3 #317. Takes place at the same time as A Treasure. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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A Gesture of Respect //Hot damn! Never expected Fei would have them eating out of his hand in the first thirty seconds! That's my man!// It was, of course, far too early to tell, but the initial reaction from those who had come to Sanc was promising; at least Duo thought so. As the seconds ticked by one by one, two more clan survivors seemed to come to a decision and bowed from the waist. Duo did not know a great deal about oriental culture but he did know enough to recognise the bow for a gesture of respect. //From memory the deeper the bow, the greater the respect being offered. Cool.// There had been no more than a second or two following Wu Fei's opening address before they had begun to react. He could not tell who the first person was to make the gesture, it seemed to him that four or five had moved at the same time. But the important point was that they had acted. Couples exchanged glances, communicating silently with each other in that curious connection peculiar to those with honest and open love for each other. Some of the people who had entered the reception room on their own paused to exchange glances with others, seeking, Duo suspected, to gauge how others reacted before making up their own minds. //And Fei was flipping out and spinning his jets because he had no idea how to deal with them! Guess deep down he knew what to say, he just didn't realise it until it was time.// Communicating was simple really. All you had to do was open your mouth and let the words come out. If you were honest with yourself and with others, then Duo had found it was never hard to find words. At least not for him. Communications had always come easy to the boy from L2; he admitted in his more mature years that in his youth he had had no trouble cheeking authority figures and when you were born on the streets everyone was an authority figure. He did acknowledge though, that not everyone had the `gift of the gab', but regardless of that deficiency, people could still talk. Of course it took more than just verbally speaking. Simply opening your mouth and expecting the mouth to engage could lead you down the path to certain destruction… if you walked in the exulted circles Duo now found himself inhabiting that was. Unguarded use of the vocal cords could lead to wars in these environs. But not here, and not now, he was sure. More than a half of the people who had come here to start a new life had acknowledged the speech with this show of respect. Not one of them, including the unknown element of the Elder, had disregarded the words as so much pretty politics. Their eyes were too serious, too curious. It was a good beginning, but it was just that; a beginning. They had a long road to walk. ~ * ~ |
