Relena had called Une over the phone and demanded to know where Zechs was, because he had not been answering his phone. When Une in-not-so-many-words asked her just why she wanted to talk to Zechs in the first place, Relena had firmly told her off and decided that if Zechs is not at home, he is at work, and thus, she must go to Preventer
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"Cookies?" Something rather like a giggle escapes her throat with that. It's such an odd thing for Zechs to say when they're both bawling their eyes out because they're apologizing for having the worst brother/sister relationship on the face of the Earth Sphere. But then again, they're both cracked anyway.
"Of course I'll drive you home, and you will keep your promise for cookies." Pauses. "You live across from Heero, correct?"
'Yeah.' Zechs winces at the movement, then steadies himself and picks up his duffel bag. He roots around in it for a while until he comes up with a set of keys, which he hands to Relena. Then he takes out a pair of loose black pants and pulls them on over his shorts, followed by his Preventer jacket.
'You remember the way to the entrance... Mine's the black one parked closest to the door. Hopefully you weren't mad enough to punch it on your way in.'
"Surprisingly, even after threatening Une with various forms of vulgarity, she let me access without so much as a fire fight and stray MS falling from the skies." It was a bit strange. She clearly remembered the woman's face over vid. Une had actually looked worried, if barely. Relena was sure that at this point, anything to do with Zechs was not something Une let herself worry about
( ... )
The innards of the car is even more beautiful than the outside of it. Which is saying something, considering that the car itself is beautiful indeed. Relena is a girl who cares very much about appearence (her limo IS pink, after all), but she knows all about the guts of things. She knows exactly what she's looking at.
"The response time on this thing... it must be insane! And the speed, dear lord..." She clears her throat and forces herself to stop drooling. "Well, it is good to know that your efforts have not been in vain." She grins. "Or perhaps it has, but I wouldn't hold it against you."
Zechs closed the lid again, and she takes the keys back from him and immediately hops into the driver's seat. Insert key, turn ignition... and it fucking purrs"You do realize you're going to modify my limo, now?" Oh yes. Even if she has to chain him to the hood
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'I've been spoiled with mobile suits,' Zechs replies. 'And I had to make sure the response time was up to my standards. They had a hell of a time keeping me in mobile suits because I kept complaining that everything was too sluggish. Turned out that the suits weren't really at fault, I just surpassed their capabilities without trying.' The idea of a power-packed pink limo, however, simply amuses him
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Zechs' apartment is, to say the very least, unexpected. From the hooks by the front door hung black satin pointe shoes, dangling by matching black ribbons. A large cage containing two very pretty finches by the window, and against the other wall, the large upright piano, lid still open to reveal the strings and hammers of a real working instrument... something that even the Darlians bothered with, though they forced her to take lessons. She had worked on an expensive keyboard complete with over 500 different tones, but there was something about a real piano with real working parts not involved the digital age that just made her feel good
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'I do mean it about the car, and I'd love to be there if you did tell them that,' Zechs replies, hanging up his jacket and ducking into the bedroom to change, 'but Une might have some definite Words to say on the matter.' The sound is muffled as he pulls a t-shirt over his head. 'After all, I'm technically still dead, as far as the world is concerned
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Relena watches her brother's hands prepare the food in an ease only associated with chefs born with a chopping blade attached to their fists. She remembers past times spent in the Darlian's kitchen, and the old cook that had resided there. The woman had been wrinkled and somewhat sharp about her words, but Relena had grown to like her because she'd been one of the few and the first to scold the girl when she did wrong. For all of Darlian's tender care, the couple did not know how to discipline. It was wonder, then, why she'd had any manners at all
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Zechs nods and heads back into the kitchen, grinding coffee beans and loading them into his coffee maker. Then he returns to his sister.
'Andromeda and Josephine,' he replies with a smile. 'They're not usually awake at this time of day, but they like company.' Zechs settles next to her on the sofa and looks at the pair of birds in their flight cage. 'Treize loved birds, and I grew to like them as well. I'm not sure that I could deal with anything else, really. I'm don't have the temperament for it.'
He looks up when the coffee maker signals that it's finished, and hurriedly prepares a tray with two cups, a creamer and sugar bowl, and two elegant silver spoons, stamped with a crest that both of them know, even if they haven't actually lived under it for a while. He carries it into the living room and pours a cup for Relena.
'I'll let you doctor it to your liking,' he says with a smile. 'I never did hold with the whole "one lump or two" question. Too easy to mess things up.'
"The Darlians didn't have pets. I remember wanting this stray dog once that I'd found on the way back from classes... they wouldn't let me have him because they said he would distract me from my learning." She shook her head, refusing to go down those thoughts. It didn't end well. "I have a pufferfish now. It's not a dog, but he acts like one." She grins. "His name is Marcus. You should stop my place sometime, I'll introduce you. Assuming we don't end up in the Bar again
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The silver spoon intrigues her even more as she learns of her history with it, and though the moment is sad, it is not without a sense of relief. It's true that she could not remember her mother and father the way Zechs could, and it's true she had only bothered to understand her brother until this night... but that makes it all the more precious. Finally, after a lifetime of separation, Relena had her spoon back. The thought made her smile, if still shaken.
As Zechs leaves for the kitchen, she wipes her own eyes, and takes deep breaths to calm herself. They keep this up, and she'll be a master of meditation and breathing techniques.
When he comes back with cookies, she steals one and promptly melts at the explosion of heaven inside in her mouth. Dear god. Chocolate chip and toffee, what a combination. "This is good!" She's so excited that she speaks with a mouthful of food, and when she discovers this, the Lady in her forces herself to giggle and swallow it down
( ... )
Zechs grins. 'I'm glad that you like them,' he says, nibbling on one himself. 'They're my favoutites, but I don't make them all too often because then I'd actually eat them.' He takes a sip of his coffee.
'And I would love it, if you could help me select a fish. It is indeed a bigger office, so some company wouldn't go amiss.'
She takes from the plate and frowns thoughtfully as she chews. "Frustrating," she finally answers after a moment, and shrugs. "The people want to depend upon Preventer to prevent more war, but they don't want it to be another Alliance. They give Lady Une the power over the world's largest military force, and then they give her men swiss army knives in replacement of swords. I have learned quite a bit since the Eve Wars, Zechs... Heero and the others taught me a lot about the flaws a world solely based on total pacifism. I don't believe that taking all the guns away is the answer anymore, but I don't believe that giving them back their weapons is the answer, either. The people need a balance, brother
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"Of course I'll drive you home, and you will keep your promise for cookies." Pauses. "You live across from Heero, correct?"
She takes his hands and pulls him to his feet.
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'You remember the way to the entrance... Mine's the black one parked closest to the door. Hopefully you weren't mad enough to punch it on your way in.'
His voice is actually teasing.
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The innards of the car is even more beautiful than the outside of it. Which is saying something, considering that the car itself is beautiful indeed. Relena is a girl who cares very much about appearence (her limo IS pink, after all), but she knows all about the guts of things. She knows exactly what she's looking at.
"The response time on this thing... it must be insane! And the speed, dear lord..." She clears her throat and forces herself to stop drooling. "Well, it is good to know that your efforts have not been in vain." She grins. "Or perhaps it has, but I wouldn't hold it against you."
Zechs closed the lid again, and she takes the keys back from him and immediately hops into the driver's seat. Insert key, turn ignition... and it fucking purrs"You do realize you're going to modify my limo, now?" Oh yes. Even if she has to chain him to the hood ( ... )
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'Andromeda and Josephine,' he replies with a smile. 'They're not usually awake at this time of day, but they like company.' Zechs settles next to her on the sofa and looks at the pair of birds in their flight cage. 'Treize loved birds, and I grew to like them as well. I'm not sure that I could deal with anything else, really. I'm don't have the temperament for it.'
He looks up when the coffee maker signals that it's finished, and hurriedly prepares a tray with two cups, a creamer and sugar bowl, and two elegant silver spoons, stamped with a crest that both of them know, even if they haven't actually lived under it for a while. He carries it into the living room and pours a cup for Relena.
'I'll let you doctor it to your liking,' he says with a smile. 'I never did hold with the whole "one lump or two" question. Too easy to mess things up.'
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As Zechs leaves for the kitchen, she wipes her own eyes, and takes deep breaths to calm herself. They keep this up, and she'll be a master of meditation and breathing techniques.
When he comes back with cookies, she steals one and promptly melts at the explosion of heaven inside in her mouth. Dear god. Chocolate chip and toffee, what a combination. "This is good!" She's so excited that she speaks with a mouthful of food, and when she discovers this, the Lady in her forces herself to giggle and swallow it down ( ... )
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'And I would love it, if you could help me select a fish. It is indeed a bigger office, so some company wouldn't go amiss.'
He pushes the plate closer to her.
'How has work been for you?'
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