wishing you were somehow here again...

[torn_up_card]

Who: Relena and Heero (with a guest appearance by Relena's mum), the Wingboys (Duo and Trowa) popping up later, NPC assassns
What: tl;dr: Relena learns the truth and goes out into the city. Heero stalks follows.
Where: Somewhere in Clairbourn
When: Thursday Evening (predated)
Warnings: PG-13 for Angst, maybe some Heero!comfort?

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[happy_reaper]

Part of him was excited. Part was nervous. Most was, to put it politely, freaking the fuck out. Something about the way Heero was talking about this... well, he could only call it a mission. It put him on edge. Though, that was likely the plan.

When he had a moment or two to himself, he grabbed his gun from it's place under the bed, sliding it and a pair of clips into his pocket. Getting a coat and baseball cap from the closet, he shrugged into the warmer covering, and adjusted the cap to barely cover his features, unless someone was staring him directly in the face. As he left, he gave May a kiss on the cheek, smiling. "Gonna go do guy stuff with Heero, Princess. Be back later!" Without really waiting for a response, he flew down the stairs, then out the front of the church.

He'd walked about a block to ensure that he wasn't being followed, then cut back around, making his way to the alleyway behind the church. Stooping on one knee, he kept one hand on the brim of his hat, the other near his gun. To anyone passing, he'd look like a homeless person, sitting out behind the church, hoping for a handout. Which was just how he wanted it.

[xxxg01w]

The sirens were audible about a block and a half before he ever appeared- and off before he came within view; just as he wanted it. Heero drove around the back street of the block the church was on; eyes peeled for Duo-

There.

He came to a quick by quiet halt in front of the other boy, kicking open the door. "Get in." He scooched out of the driver's seat, drawing his own gun- and motioned towards it. "Drive. Trowa's house." He moved to the back, at first ignoring Relena in order to stare out the back windows- eyes narrowing. He thought. Then he sat across from her, still staring out the tiny windows in the back. "We'll be followed. There is no doubt," he announced. But where were they? He had noticed their patterns neither beside nor behind since he had begun to drive- but he knew, he had this definite feeling they were there. Where?

[torn_up_card]

The blond sat quietly, thinking over what her mother had told her. Or would it be best to refer to her as her foster mother? Even after she had insisted that no matter what her parentage, Mrs. Darlian thought of Relena as her daughter. Deep down she knew that she felt the same. Her parents were the ones that raised her, even if they weren’t biologically related. But at this time she only felt that she had lost her father all over again.

Relena looked up as Heero moved into the back and watched him. “Why me?” She asked quietly, watching him with blank eyes. She looked away and curled in on herself. “Why me… what significance am I to anyone..?”

[happy_reaper]

Duo didn't hesitate as the door opened, sliding into place behind the wheel. "Got it." He adjusted the mirrors before pulling forward, his eyes darting between looking behind him, Heero, and Relena. "Far be it from me to question you, but seriously, an ambulance? If we survive this, I am getting in so much trouble when they catch me driving this." A smirk crossed his lips as he turned onto the main road. He fumbled for a moment before flicking the sirens on, mentally calculating the best route to Trowa's. "You want the quick trip, or the winding-weaving way?"

His eyes darted up as Relena spoke, but decided against saying anything. Better to let Heero work his magic, whatever that was.

[xxxg01w]

His voice was low, and whispering. "You are the daughter of a highly influential political figure; the word is to groom you to take his place. Assuming that you would hold similar political beliefs, you also pose a threat to the enemy." His eyes were low, but flicked up again, the gaze resting on her for the moment.. somehow calm- perhaps trying to calm her as well.

"The ambulance will be destroyed or impounded following this operation. You will not get in trouble; Any record stating your involvement will be destroyed and silenced." Heero changed up the clip in his gun, then pulling out another few and loading them. He took a practice aim through the window and looked up again.

"Quick. We should not try weaving maneuvers until they are in sight."

[torn_up_card]

"He's not..." She trailed off, thinking it wise to keep silent for the moment. It was true, her parents had disscussed her involvement in the political spotlight. Mrs. Darlian had insisted that they wait until after she graduated high school before introducing her into that world. The wait would, they decided, allow their daughter to interact with others and perhaps let her own ideals form.

Her eyes widened at seeing him with a gun in his hands. Without thinking her hand shot forward and grabbed his wrist. "Heero... Please don't..." Her eyes pleaded with him to put the thing away.