WHO: Heero Yuy and Trowa Barton
WHERE: Somewhere in Northern India.
WHEN: March 28, sometime around late sunset
WARNINGS: None... yet? Depends, I guess?
SUMMARY: Heero's tracking down his friend, finally. And it's taken him a while to find him. Time to break the news about recent goings-on...
FORMAT: Flexible. Probably third-person, but idc.
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But what's left to possibly lose here? )
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Despite his personal desire to keep away from the life he'd had in the City, he knew he had to at least listen to what the other teenager had to say. Trowa still trusted Heero, although the Porter's having repeatedly pulled the other out of the City did make it rather difficult at times. If this was something able to force even his hand, then it was clearly important, and that was that.
Being reminded by a stranger that the answers he wanted couldn't be found just by taking off to distant places had certainly helped enforce the idea, too ( ... )
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"It could have been faster."
And for the moment, he left it at that. Near as he could tell, the ball was in Trowa's court anyhow.
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Trowa knew how to read the other fairly well; this was just about the reception he'd expected. Typical of Heero to deflect compliments, though. It amused him, up until he remembered that something serious was going on.
Putting that and other thoughts and feeling aside, he slid under the mask of a professional soldier once again before moving to approach the other. Trying to see if there were any visual clues that would give him the answer instead of having to ask it outright, Trowa narrowed his eyes and gave Heero a quick glance-over--but he didn't really see anything huge. No broken legs. No mass of head bandages. No missing arms.
No. He'd have to go the obvious way.
"Why now?"
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Truth be told, he still didn't fully understand the magnitude of the situation, and he was especially fuzzy on the details, much to his dismay and severe annoyance. He could only hope that in informing Trowa, he could then learn more from him, as hopefully his friend would be capable of putting the pieces together much easier than Heero could hope to in his position.
He stood still, much like a soldier giving a report after a mission. "It's about Quatre."
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But if one was missing, and the other was here, talking up to him like this...
He straightened up, stiff posture making clear all the concern his face did not show, and stared with no small degree of cold intensity at the dark blue eyes of one person he could trust to be truthful and blunt. Whatever had originally forced him to run away was forgotten, childish reasons swept away before the trained instincts that ordered him to take care of the unit he'd been so obviously neglecting up until that point.
Any other time, he might wonder how Duo would work everything into being a joke about lions and prides, but this wasn't the time for such small amusements.
"What
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