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OHN, FUCK OW -
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I'm...not sure.
[A lie. She shakes her head. She's had some time to think about it, that's what jobs are good for, let alone getting zapped because you were frustrated and took it out on the poor innocent wires.]
No. That's not right...
Epyon.
Zechs, why is Epyon here?
[Her gaze centers again, as if trying to convey everything she wasn't sure how to express. Noin had always been one to take things upon herself, but that had led her into a circle called being a clam. Probably why there was the drinking thing. But she never told him about the year she spent with Sally and Une. She was still young, and that kick, despite believing in her heart's reaction, all came from her head. Pilots don't just survive explosions like that. Physics, logic, mathematic probability - all said the same thing. When she saw him alive again, it was a huge relief. Words didn't even begin to describe the elation she felt at being right despite the insanity it entailed. Maybe that's what she was, just insane. A bitter chuckle at her own thoughts.]
[And Epyon? She heard him scream, rage, had been on the opposing side of that...that suit's... Noin was never one to blame a system, but something genuinely had creeped her out about it. It's power, just...raw. And so personal, Noin had had to swallow terror back. She had to watch. Watch as this red...thing seemed to replace an image of someone she cared about.]
I saw it yesterday when I went down to the hangar to help fix a malfunction.
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Treize brought it here.
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[Her purple eyes narrow, her lip barely curling.]
I...see.
[She looks away again.]
An accident then, I assume.
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It's...the memories associated with it.
When it disappeared, it was easy to let it go. That chapter...ended with it.
I suppose I just have a lot on my mind.
I'm sorry, I haven't been thinking about how this would affect everyone else.
[Her brow knits and her eyes close.]
You're right, again.
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But...he won't voice this to Noin.]
You have a right to react the way you did. Being right isn't my goal. I'm worried about you, and I now know the root to your behavior.
[Pauses before smiling wryly]
Do you want company? I'd probably get in your way, though.
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However, you made a correct observation, and I managed to piss off Une because I was so bullheaded about getting out and doing something to forget being useless for a while.
[She chuckles.]
Some rumors I'm making.
[Her brow quirks.]
In a good way, I would hope, Zechs..
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You'd be useless if you injured yourself more.
[Oh, here we are again at that subject. Shakes his head in amusement.] I thought men are supposed to have one track minds?
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That is obvious, let alone what it seems to do to Une when I'm not around to get her randomly drunk.
[She looks amused.]
Do you even remember the women in flight school?
At all?
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[Raises an eyebrow, because what kind of question is that?] Why are you asking?
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Perhaps...
[A perfectly legitimate question in her mind. But...Zechs had been inordinately busy, hadn't he. Always distracted, always doing something. But she could always have counted on at least a small horde of assorted cadets to secretly try to follow him around, or at least discuss him in not very quiet voices.]
Because that stereotype was never the truth.
A couple of my roommates over the years I remember were fairly interested in you...
[And by fairly interested, they'd spend hours discussing what he was growing up into, what he wore, how he talked.
It drove Noin vaguely crazy in the middle of all of her work.]
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I really try not to pay attention to the swarms of them.
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And you would have had more if you'd just have smiled more often, but that was never your thing, to be like our Instructor.
[And by that, she meant Treize. Damn bastard was too charming for his own good. She doesn't mind this, in fact, it was a bit of a relief.]
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[Glory, for Treize, would have been a vital asset in his scheme. For Zechs, it would only bring unwanted attention.]
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Hens were they?
Noble girls out trying to play matchmaker on their own not fun for you?
Let alone their mothers and fathers..
[Let's not even get into Noin's avoidance schemes. But wait, maybe we should.]
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I could care less about that.
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