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Mayoke Nagisa
 Posts: 20 (12/15/01 11:42 pm) Reply |
"DAMN the man!!!" (Weiss Kreuz--MBV Style) A/N: Gomen ne, my friends, I just couldn't help myself! ^_~ I've been on a bender over this anime for a week, and I just *had* to write an MBV fic! For all the players: this is for you. Happy holidays. -ROLES- Weiss> *Aya - Seiken *Yohji - Panzer *Ken - Tai *Omi - Aubrey Schwarz> *Crawford - Guy *Schuldig - Yamato *Farfarello - Erik *Nagi - Trin Other Cast Members> *Manx - Skittle ************ Weary daylight filtered itself in through the closed curtains of "Kitty in the House" florist's, and the small apartment above it. Mingling with tiny flecks of dust, the wayward beams of warmth grew, slowly expanding themselves up the sheets and the face of a figure who lay, stone-faced and sleeping, in the bed. As the light gently caressed the sleeper's eyelids, they fluttered open, focusing blearily on the room. With a couple of blinks, the world became crisp and clear, and the man who moments ago lay sleeping sat up without hesitation, marching to the shower to begin his day. As he walked through his small room, his eyes flitted to his katana. It leaned sombrely against the wall, unused for quite some time, now. As he passed it, it glinted with the movement of himself versus the light. Seiken fidgeted. It had been three weeks since their last mission. All the peace began to make him nervous. Something was up with Schwarz... But he couldn't put his finger on it. Pausing slightly at the door, he took hold of the doorknob and remained in deep thought. The Weiss... the White Hunters in the Dark, sworn to protect the innocent from the clutches of the wickedness that plagued the world. Now fallen into disuse, they were nothing more than four charming youths, running a florists shop. Seiken shrugged. ...They were starting to seem normal. Even to themselves. He left the room to get a shower. Up far before anyone else, he had the entire house to himself; to relish the peace and tranquility while his three comrades slept on, oblivious to his alertness. But soon that solitude would be lost, as Aubrey would bound excitedly into the kitchen that morning, chatting animatedly about the new program she was designing, then bustling off to prepare the shop; Panzer would wake later in the morning, lazily trudging into the shop looking like hell, muttering about the success of his date the night before; and Tai would wake up last of all, but not the least exhuberant. Seiken gave until twelve o'clock for a soccer ball to soar through the shop and break something. If that instant did not come, Tai was *obviously* sick or something. With a quiet sigh, he slipped into the bathroom, planning to enjoy every last second of his shower. ~~~ "You're up early, Trinity." The small girl flitted her eyes upwards towards the doorway, to see the neatly-dressed, and seemingly perfect, Guy Mishima standing there, tall and proud. With her glance, the orange juice, which was busily pouring itself in a glass as it hovered in the air, nearly slipped, but she darted her eyes back to it and caught it with her gaze. It fluttered lightly down to sit on the table again. "Good morning, Guy." she said in a hushed monotone, glancing at her toast, which was smeared with peanut butter, and willing it to rise up so she could catch it in her hand. She took small bites of it, dainty as could be, and then let it float back down to her plate. "Keep that up," Guy warned in an impassive voice, "and you'll be too weak to fight." "...Is there a mission tonight?" she asked in that same quiet, husky voice. "Never know." quipped Guy stiffly, "I'm going out. Wake Erik up, and fix him if he's bleeding again. And don't let Yamato sleep half the day. God *knows* that little slut's tired himself out again, one way or another." With that brief exchange, Guy left the apartment. Trin sat there for a moment, gazing at the clock in scrutiny, and opened the fridge with her mind, gazing at the contents. Pasta, takeout... aha. She raised up the package of meat, wrapped in brown paper, and hovered it over to herself. Standing, she plucked it out of midair, and shut the fridge door with a thought. Quietly, she smoothed her school uniform out, and moved quietly, like a shadow, to the door of Erik's room. The doorknob turned without her touching it with physical hands, and swung open, allowing her entrance. The lightswitch flicked on. Erik sat in the corner of the sparse, white room, his lone eye closed. His collection of daggers was littered all around him, exposing that he was up late into the night, admiring them. He had a fresh cut on his cheek, but it was beginning to clot already, so she had no need to bandage it. She did, however, need to clean his face off. As she strolled into the room, the eye without a patch snapped open, and looked up towards her. Erik moved uncomfortably around in his straightjacket, and watched her intently as she put the package on the table, unwrapped it, and prodded uncomfortably at the raw meat inside. "....Daylight pleases God..." he spat out, after a few moments. Trinity made a sligh "hmm" in her throat. "Can't have that, now can we." she said softly, poking at the meat again, now with morbid fascination. "Calf's liver." she said with conviction, "Some small animal died to bring you your breakfast." Erik looked mildly thrilled. "Its death hurt God." he chimed wickedly. Trinity grunted. "Then eat up," she said softly, dropping the package in front of him with a dispassionate look, "and make him scream." With that, the young Schwarz member strolled back out of the room, leaving Erik to snarf down his food in whatever manner he saw fit, letting the door shut behind her, as if pushed by some strange gust of wind. ~~~ "SEIKEN-KUN!!!!" The tackle came earlier than usual. Seiken felt the small body collide with his own in a crushing, exhuberant hug. He "hmm"d to himself. Aubrey detatched herself from him, grinning up with childlike excitement. "OHAYO, Sekien-kun!" she chirped, saluting him slightly. Seiken nodded, and went back to watering the potted plants. Normally, one would feel shunned by such a cold response, but this was Seiken's way. He was never one for conversation. "I think I'm going to surf around in Kritiker's files today!" she declared, "And see what they have on us. Maybe erase any unkind data!" "We have to deal with the morning customers, first, Aubrey." he stated in his usual deadpan tone. Aubrey sighed audibly. "I know, I know..." she sighed, still smiling, "I'll take care of opening up shop first. Then maybe I can tackle Kritiker on my own time!" With that, she bounded off. Seiken shook his head. She seemed to be so carefree.... for one who had taken so many lives. **passage of time** "PANZER!!!!!" Aubrey's ears pricked up at the sound of Tai's high-pitched wail. There was a sharp slam of the door, and a muffled grumble, as Tai made his way down the stairs, clad in a pair of pyjama bottoms, ruffling his askew brown hair with a frown. "Panzer beat you to the bathroom again?" Aubrey asked, plucking up a plate of toast and shuffling over to him, holding out the plate. Tai nodded sheepishly, yawning. "What time is it...?" he muttered. Aubrey shrugged. "About 11!" she informed him, "Panzer's up later than usual." "I noticed..." Tai muttered, then raised his voice in a annoyance, "But my shift starts at noon! And he takes FOREVER in the shower! Do you KNOW how long it takes to DRY this hair????" He gestured to his masses of hair, and Aubrey laughed. "We could always hose you down," she offered, "Like the car!" Tai snorted. "Hah hah, very funny..." he muttered, when his ears pricked up at the chime of bells. Aubrey put down the plate of toast and smoothed her baggy sweatshirt out. She looked rather small in her often oversized outfits. ....Like a chibi raver, really. "Customer!" she chirped, "I'll get it!" The little girl bounded out into the shop area of Kitty in the House, beaming. "Ohayo!" she chirped with a closed-eye smile, "What can I do for yo--" The girl opened her eyes and blinked in sudden surprise. ".....Skittle?" The pink-haired woman stood looking at the bouquets, and turned at the mention of her name. She was dressed smartly in a black business suit, with a pair of black shades over her eyes. Trying to look normal, Aubrey supposed. "Good morning," she said softly, arching her eyebrows at him, "I would like to buy a bouquet of your finest 'ladykillers'." "There's nobody here," Aubrey laughed, "You don't have to speak in code." Skittle looked around nervously, then sighed in relief. "Hello, Bombay," she said with a relieved smile, "How's business?" "Great!" Aubrey chirped in return, "It looks real peaceful now, but in the morning, it's all in one big hurry! This is just the calm after and before the storm." As soon as she had finished saying so, there came an irritated shout from the living quarters behind the store. "PANZER!!!!" followed by a few sharp whacks of a fist on a door, "GET OUT ALREADY!!!!" "Mmmmm-hmm," Skittle chuckled slightly, "Peace and tranquility." "Gotta love it," Aubrey laughed in return, scratching the back of her head sheepishly, "So, what brings you here, other than my handsome friends, and the beautiful flowers?" Skittle's face suddenly fell. "We're having some communication problems," she informed the young assassin, "which is why we couldn't get the message to you formally. It seems somebody has been tapping into our files, and by the looks of it... it wasn't Schwarz.... They've been having the same problem. There's an information leak, and we're suspecting a gang of hackers in the underworld. We think they're using this information to traffic illegal information and drugs without us noticing.--" "--Aaaaand...." Aubrey finished for her, "you want US to stop these guys, before they cause anymore trouble?" Skittle nodded her head in approval. Aubrey nodded. "Of course, Skittle-sama," she agreed, "We're Weiss! This is what we do." Skittle gave the girl a bright smile, tossing back one pigtail back over her shoulder. "Great. We'll give you a call sometime this evening with the briefing, hai? See you then." "Mata ne, Skittle!" Aubrey chirped, turning to walk back behind the counters, when the woman stopped her with a sudden cry. "OhmyGOD!" she squealed. Instinctively, Aubrey found herself whipping around, arm reaching to her waistband, where she kept a few throwing darts handy, just in case. But instead of trouble, Skittle was admiring a bouquet of multicolored roses in pink, purple, and yellow, with admiration. "These are BEAUTIFUL," she gasped, and hugged them slightly, "I'll take them." Aubrey laughed nervously once more. ~~~ The door to the bedroom glided open effortlessly as a small shadow crept in. Without a sound, it made its way to the curtains and opened them, letting the dull morning light shine through, and onto the bed, where the slightly askew figure of the telepath lay in a half-naked heap in the bed. The lanky figure grumbled in his sleep, and the small telekenetic had to mentally give him a rousing shake, before he started to awaken. /Oi!/ the voice in her mind was indignant and grumpy, "What gives?" Yamato opened one eye and let it roam around the room before it finally fell upon Trinity. She stood, hands clasped, looking at him with a vacant expression. /Ah,/ his voice was snide, even inside her head, /The Chibi. Good morning, short stuff./ /Guy wants you awake for when he gets home,/ she informed him through his mental tap, /I think he had a vision about a mission./ Yamato stretched languidly, his long arms and legs sprawling everywhere. /He always plans too far ahead. The mission probably wont be for a while yet. In the meantime.../ he stretched out on the bed, in his masses of sheets, giving her a slightly "come-hither", Cheshire Cat smile. /You look beat. ...Why don't you come here and lie down?/ Trinity's expression was emotionless. "Well?" Yamato asked after a brief silence, running a hand through his hair. "Keep it in your pants, you pervert." Trinity said sharply, with an edge to her voice that wasn't there moments before. Yamato chuckled to himself. /You always say no.../ he whined mentally, /Why wont you play?/ "Get up, Yamato." the girl turned to leave, but in an instant, Yamato was in front of her, leering down at the small girl, blocking the doorway with his lithe body. /Just for a little while? I promise, it'll be fun.... more fun than you've ever had in your whole life..../ he sent her a perverse mental picture. Her face remained unchanged, and there seemed to be a breeze that push past her. Yamato suddenly found himself being lifted off the ground. "Don't tease." Trin warned coldly. Yamato's back was slammed into the wall. "Sheint...." Yamato hissed sharply. He was hovering there, above the ground, and watched helplessly, unable to struggle, as Trinity walked past him. She paused when she was right in front of him, though, in a profile, and he thought he saw her eye flicker with something. "....I might take you seriously, one of these days." her mouth curled up into a tiny little grin, and she left the room, the young telepath dropping to the ground. "Don't forget to get up..." came her soft voice from the hall, as the door closed, "We're going out for coffee." Yamato sneered at the door, and wandered to his closet to pick out some clothing. It was going to be a busy day at Schwarz. ~~~ "AUBREYYYYY!!!! AUUUUUUUUBREY!" The young, redheaded girl sat at her computer, her smile quirking down into a frown. What did Panzer want *now*??? The other assassin, Balinese, wandered into the back room, to see Aubrey seated there, at her computer, looking slightly perturbed. "Hey Aubs!" "j0." The hacker girl responded coolly. Panzer grinned. "Whatcha doin'?" he inquired, leaning over her shoulder to peer at the computer screen. "Playing EverQuest Online..." she said with a slight chirp to her voice. "Aa..." Panzer nodded in approval, followed by a long silence. "So... can you do me a favour?" he asked, finally. Aubrey sighed, and leaned over the keyboard, typing in a brief message to her friends in the game. "Gotta go, the boss wants coffee. Ja." She logged off swiftly, and held out her hand. "Cappucino, Mocha Latte, and Cafe Bailey's, ne?" she asked with a sigh. Panzer smiled and handed her the yen. "Clever," he smirked, "You catch on quick. Be back soon, and get some cinnamon straws or something." "Hai!" Aubrey sighed, slipping on a pair of shoes, and bounding out of the store. She passed a flock of schoolboys, on their way inside, and gave them a polite smile and a nod. The boys, who realized she was leaving for an errand, all stopped, grumbling, and walked away from the store with heavy hearts. ~~~ "Arigato!" Aubrey chirped lightly to the waiter, who handed her the order with a smile. She picked up the tray with the coffee, and the bag of cinnamon straws (and a cheese scone--Tai liked them a lot), and started walking back out, when suddenly, a familiar figure entered the store. Both figures caught sight of one another, and paused. /Kus'.../ she thought in disdain, /It's that Schwarz Telekenetic..../ /That Weiss brat.../ Trinity thought in disgust. They paused, glaring at one another for a while, until Trinity sneered. "Pleasure to see you again, Weiss..." she said haughtily, and pushed past the girl roughly, to get to the counter. Skittishly, Aubrey bustled out of the coffeeshop with a worried expression on her face. What was *that* all about....? *********** A/N: GYAAAAHHH!!! Booted! So, whaddaya think? Should I continue? Feedback, please! :D *End Part 1* Edited by: Mayoke Nagisa at: 12/16/01 11:39:39 am |
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EmperorConstantine
 Posts: 1691 (12/16/01 9:26 am) Reply |
Re: "DAMN the man!!!" (Weiss Kreuz--MBV Style)
Continue! By all means!
'tis very good........ I once saw, in a dream.... |
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Hana Takaishi
 Posts: 41 (12/16/01 1:59 pm) Reply |
Re: "DAMN the man!!!" (Weiss Kreuz--MBV Style) YES!! Keep going! I really like it! 
 ~*The New Protector of Hope*~ |
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TALLPANZER
 Posts: 1840 (12/22/01 1:09 pm) Reply |
Re: "DAMN the man!!!" (Weiss Kreuz--MBV Style) Is kewl, keep it up ^-^ j0 I've been to alturnet worlds, Demonic Dimentions, and the very most ends of my sanity. I've seen goblens, gods and every thing inbetween. And still, I'm the only thing that scaers me. |
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