[Table One] [Gundam Wing] [Catherine Bloom]
Title: Character Study part. 11
Author: lil_1337
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Pairing: Gen with implied 1x2, 3x4. 6x9, 5xR
Table/Theme: Table One, themes 21- 25
Rating: G
Warnings:angst, humor and sap.
Disclaimer: Cathy has sharp knives and knows how to use them so there is no way I would claim to own her.
Beta: Thanks to darthanne
#21 - Proud as a peacock
The green dress shimmered as it caught the light, emphasizing Cathy's reddish brown curls where they brushed her shoulders. It was the most exquisite piece of clothing she had ever owned. The matching green heels fit her perfectly, cradling her feet, so they were as comfortable as wearing sneakers. She held her head high, looking around her, curious, as Trowa escorted her into the party on his arm. Though there were other invitations to dance, she insisted on sharing the first one with him.
#22 - Sandpaper eyes
One of the bad things about being with the circus was the long nights of travel. She could have slept while others drove, but she opted not to. She needed to see. To know where she was going and what was behind her. And to be sure there would be no battle this time.
#23 - Cup of coffee
Cautiously she approached as Trowa and his friend sat by the fire drinking coffee. They barely spoke, but the silence between them was not strained or uncomfortable. It was thoughtful. Two young men who did not need to fill the space between them with words. Not wanting to disturb them, she offered the soup she carried and hurried away.
#24 - Drop in the ocean
Cathy let go of the stone and watched as it descended in a smooth arc to drop almost soundlessly in the water below. It had been a while since she had seen the ocean. She loved touring the colonies and being in space, but Earth was home. There was something about the smell of the ocean, and the sound of the waves that made her feel safe and comforted. As if the heartbeat of Mother Earth was truly in the ebb and flow of the tide.
#25 - You’ve got a friend
As a child, Cathy struggled to make friends, even amongst the other children with the circus. She always felt she was different somehow. A part of the world around her and yet separate from the families. She finds irony in that more than anything in the world, she despises war. Yet, the people she feels are her friends and family are primarily ex soldiers.
Author: lil_1337
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Pairing: Gen with implied 1x2, 3x4. 6x9, 5xR
Table/Theme: Table One, themes 21- 25
Rating: G
Warnings:angst, humor and sap.
Disclaimer: Cathy has sharp knives and knows how to use them so there is no way I would claim to own her.
Beta: Thanks to darthanne
#21 - Proud as a peacock
The green dress shimmered as it caught the light, emphasizing Cathy's reddish brown curls where they brushed her shoulders. It was the most exquisite piece of clothing she had ever owned. The matching green heels fit her perfectly, cradling her feet, so they were as comfortable as wearing sneakers. She held her head high, looking around her, curious, as Trowa escorted her into the party on his arm. Though there were other invitations to dance, she insisted on sharing the first one with him.
#22 - Sandpaper eyes
One of the bad things about being with the circus was the long nights of travel. She could have slept while others drove, but she opted not to. She needed to see. To know where she was going and what was behind her. And to be sure there would be no battle this time.
#23 - Cup of coffee
Cautiously she approached as Trowa and his friend sat by the fire drinking coffee. They barely spoke, but the silence between them was not strained or uncomfortable. It was thoughtful. Two young men who did not need to fill the space between them with words. Not wanting to disturb them, she offered the soup she carried and hurried away.
#24 - Drop in the ocean
Cathy let go of the stone and watched as it descended in a smooth arc to drop almost soundlessly in the water below. It had been a while since she had seen the ocean. She loved touring the colonies and being in space, but Earth was home. There was something about the smell of the ocean, and the sound of the waves that made her feel safe and comforted. As if the heartbeat of Mother Earth was truly in the ebb and flow of the tide.
#25 - You’ve got a friend
As a child, Cathy struggled to make friends, even amongst the other children with the circus. She always felt she was different somehow. A part of the world around her and yet separate from the families. She finds irony in that more than anything in the world, she despises war. Yet, the people she feels are her friends and family are primarily ex soldiers.