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When; The night when Feldt arrives at the apartment! 8)
Rating; PG
Characters; Feldt Grace (

sendmeback ) and Setsuna F. Seiei (

denyinurgod )
Summary; Feldt has something to tell Setsuna about what happens 4 years later
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Of course, he already knew that the world at present was not the world they had been fighting for.

Still, hearing that Celestial Being had been rebuilt (who initiated it, he wondered?) to fight the A-Laws elicited conflicting emotions from him.

And as he stood outside the apartment, observing the stars on that cold, January night, he wondered: Had he really waited that long to fight again? Perhaps he had been hoping, waiting, for change (because the world needed to change, it had to). And from what he had heard from Feldt, four years after the battle at Lagrange 3 and that change never came.

Nevertheless, it was good that Celestial Being had returned to fight conflict; that meant that they were at least still aiming for a better world, and that they were still there, still alive (Tieria, Allelujah, Feldt... Who else had survived?). On the other hand, it merely confirmed that even after four years, the world's distortion was still present, that the world hadn't changed at all despite Celestial Being's efforts.

Perhaps they had been wrong, when they said they could change the world...

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She released her anxious grip on the drapes, watching the view of Setsuna disappear briefly from the window. Though she'd been acquainted with him for quite some time, his aloof nature made him slightly intimidating.

He was a brave man, that was certain, and he seemed to have Lockon's respect. As Feldt fastened the scarf around her neck, she prepared herself for any negative outcomes that this conversation would bring about. She wasn't afraid of some explosive temper, or some tense disagreement, so she found her tentative approach and anxiety a bit uncharacteristic. Something to rid herself of.

Perhaps it was because this entire situation was so jarring. Maybe it was because she couldn't get Lockon's words out of her head about Christina Sierra arriving. Then again, with both being of the more introverted nature, she'd never really connected with Setsuna, or any of the Meisters after his death.

She stepped outside, shutting the door gently behind her; careful to be quiet.

This weather could take some getting used to.

"It's quiet tonight." She said over her shoulder, turning to look at Setsuna.

Edited 2009-01-15 08:01 (UTC)

"Ah."

He's never been used to quiet. And his life in The City was composed of something between investigating on how to end the deities, getting through curses, and... somewhat of a resemblance of peace.

A false peace. Although it felt... good, somehow.

Still, it was a fake peace, as fabricated as the peace in their world back home. So even here, he felt as if he must fight, and he should; fighting was the only thing he knew.

He turned to Feldt, wondering what the girl wanted to tell him. He had a few questions of his own, as well.

She rubbed her hands together, partially of the desire to create some warmth and friction, and partially of the desire to direct her fidgeting into something that looked less pathetic. She liked that Lockon was a talker. The man could fill any silence with words, yet somehow it never came off as babbling.

She wasn't so good at filling in silence. However, she could try. This wasn't a casual conversation, this had purpose, and it was anything but light-hearted. In spite of this, Feldt found herself smiling at Setsuna a bit nervously. It somehow managed to be genuine, anyway.

"I guess because it's so cold," she pulled her scarf up a bit, trying to cover the lobes of her ears, "I should get to the point."

She looked back at the window, just to make sure no one was watching.

"I wouldn't want to waste your time."

Edited 2009-01-15 08:40 (UTC)

He blinked upon hearing her last statement, eyes widening slightly.

"You're not."

And he noticed the smile, as well. He never saw her smile back then. Not that he had been especially observant of the actions of his fellow comrades, but some changes were hard to miss. That, and how her hair was styled in a highly similar way to that of Christina Sierra. And he recalled the explosion of the Ptolemaios, a distant burst of light during that last battle.

So some crew members of the Ptolemaios had not made it after all...

He fell silent once more, waiting.

She averted her gaze briefly, feeling foolish at making such assumptions about Setsuna's patience. Her smile uncomfortably twitched off of her face, and her expression became more stoic as he caught her gaze. He was realizing something; she wasn't sure what, but she could tell he was processing something already.

"You may be wondering why we've reassembled four years later," Feldt started, resting a hand on her hip, "and I suppose you've not enough information on the A-Laws, though they had been slowly forming at that time."

She let out a sigh, as it was hard not to feel upset about this seemingly hopeless situation. Was ending war a realistic goal at all, in the first place? Or just ending the current wars going on? Was there any way to keep the peace? It seemed against nature, and yet ...

"They are an organization that stemmed from the Earth Sphere Federation, a successor to the UN. Most independent states have had their armies replaced with Peacekeeping Organizations from the Federation, and the A-Laws are under the false pretense of unifying all nations." She wished she had pockets about now, as her fingers were starting to feel a bit frozen.

"They're an oppressive regime, and pockets of rebellion are forming in response. Of course, we've been obliged..."

She once again looked back at the window.

So this was the A-Laws... A lot more dangerous than he had initially anticipated. In order to maintain the unification of all nations, the world had resorted to oppressive tactics, generating conflict of a different kind. Was this the price of the peace that Celestial Being had fought and sacrificed so much for?

Maybe we had been wrong, he thought again, gritting his teeth and turning away from Feldt. His eyes fell on the patches of snow that lined the banisters, dirty white against the dark, rough surface. Maybe they had been the cause of all this. Nevertheless...

"Celestial Being and the Gundams exist to eradicate all sources of conflict," he stated, turning back to her, eyebrows knitting together. "If the A-Laws are the cause of pain in the world, then we will fight it."

That's right; For the people who have died, and to right the current world, it had to be done. There was no other way.

His presence was certainly commanding, she had to admit. His words were obviously from someone willing to throw every inch of their will into a goal. With the wrong goal, that could be dangerous.

He was, however, a great pilot, and from what she'd gathered, a relatively intelligent guy. When he'd told her that Haro was going to be the one who would suffer from true loneliness after Lockon's passing, Feldt was interested. Interested that he could have such consideration for something that technically wasn't living, that he'd put his own guilt and pain aside. It had temporarily taken her out of her grief, to consider everything and everyone around her.

He had a hardened exterior, like most of the Meisters. She'd not pretend she understood what was beneath.

"Yes," she nodded, the faith in her voice betraying the uncertainty of her future, "you're right. Our battle is focused on giving our lives, not taking others."

She found herself smiling again, though she wasn't sure why. There was no wave of relief or comfort that washed over her, despite the bravado and unwavering confidence in his words. She was still frightened inside, but something tugged at her to smile. It could be because, through him and others, she could see Lockon's influence. Oh, how that man lingered...

"Hm, I bet you're wondering about Lyle..."

And here he blinked again. Yes, there was the issue of the younger brother Lockon had briefly mentioned to him, back when he was still alive: that he fought so that his brother could live in a better world. But that world had yet to arrive.

And her mention of Lyle getting recruited into Celestial Being. He knew that much now. However, did... something happen? His eyes were questioning, wondering what she had to say about Lyle, wondering who found him and recruited him.

Edited 2009-01-15 10:39 (UTC)

"Setsuna," Feldt started, taking a step closer in the snow, "you apparently sought out Lyle."

She changed her tone to be more reassuring as she rubbed her hands together once again.

"But...I'm sure you had your reasons." She blew against her knuckles, glancing down at the snow-covered ground, then back up at Setsuna's eyes.

His eyes widen in surprise. He... did? But he knew how important this person was to Lockon, that being in Celestial Being meant risking his life to fight for the peace they might never live to witness firsthand.

He looked away, as well, and for a long while, he was silent. He wondered if this was aligned with Lockon's wishes, and whether Lockon would understand why he did what he did. Would be doing.

But she was right; perhaps he did have certain reasons then that he currently did not know of. Perhaps then, it would make sense.

And in the corner of his mind, recruiting Lyle Dylandy... It somehow felt apt.

He glanced back at her, and then finally noticed how cold she was becoming. Without thinking much of it, he took off his scarf and handed it to her.

"Setsuna?" She stared with an inquisitive look at him, then down at the scarf. Really, how did men simply ... not need these things? It's not as if he had layers of fat or bulk on his body.

Oh.

He was being courteous.

Surprised, but unquestioning, Feldt took the scarf and wrapped it around her hands, nestling them in.

"Thank you." Her words came out quietly. A small shiver ran through her body, but the scarf had been helping quite a bit.

"So ..." She trailed off, wondering if she should bring up Lockon, and just how much he should and shouldn't know. When was the right time? She didn't feel she'd be a good judge of any of this.

He nodded in acknowledgment, noting that the scarf had been useful to her, and turned away again.

The events that had occurred during that day, at their base on the beach shortly after Johann Trinity revealed that Setsuna had been a member of the KPSA, flashed in his mind. Lockon had calmed down and Tieria had left, and that's when he first found out about Lockon's younger twin brother.

"My younger brother is still alive. For his sake as well, I want to change the world."

He thought about it for a while. To bring Lyle along, to Celestial Being. Something like that... Could he be forgiven for doing such a thing?

And then something occurred to him, something he hadn't previously realized. "Lyle Dylandy... What is his codename?"

A disdainful look passed over Feldt's features, and she held her hands up to cover her mouth as she spoke.

"Lockon Stratos." She did not have to vehemently spit out the words; after all, the man was a good man, and he was someone Lockon had cared about. Who cares if a million other things about him rubbed her the wrong way?

Edited 2009-01-15 19:19 (UTC)

He gave her a sideways glance as he picked up the aversion. "Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing," she laughed embarrassedly, "I just am taking longer to adjust, I guess."

She stepped a bit closer again, unsure if he had any more questions.

"He's not much like ... Lockon."

He blinked, slightly confused. "Should he be?"

She pondered that for a moment. Apparently she was the type to hold that against someone, despite them not being able to help it. What he had said to her ... was rude, even if she did somehow invite it in his own justification by comparing him to his brother. The situation probably meant nothing to Lyle -- a passing incident. To her, it was humiliating and degrading.

Yet he was who he was, and she could either accept it or continue to pout. It wasn't something she could talk about, especially not with Setsuna.

"I guess not."

He held his stare for a while longer. He wanted to explain why he agreed to recruit Lyle Dylandy, but it was strange enough that he were talking to a Feldt four years in the future, of things that have yet to occur, about things he had yet to do.

And even back then, before he came to the city and when he had been wandering around the world (unsure of whether anyone from Celestial Being was still alive, disappointed by the way the world was turning out), he had not thought that far: that Celestial Being would be reborn (although he knew that if they did, he would return immediately. After all, fighting was all he knew).

He looked away again, to the snow-covered streets before them. A few seconds passed before he finally uttered:

"We should inform Lockon Stratos."

Because he knew he couldn't keep something like that from Lockon, because he was certain that whatever his reasons were for bringing Lyle into Celestial Being, it would be what he thought was right.

Edited 2009-01-16 06:16 (UTC)

She nodded in agreement, knowing she wouldn't have been able to keep too many secrets from him anyway, regardless of Setsuna's decision.

"... He's going to be angry, isn't he?" It was more of a statement, since she wasn't very questioning of the fact. Setsuna was obviously ready to face any consequences, and trusted in his own judgment. She felt somewhat more confident because of that.

"Understandable," he responded. What he really wanted to know, though, was whether Lockon was going to forgive him for what he had yet to do. Or would Lockon demand that he never involve Lyle, when the time finally came that he return to his world, now equipped with information of things yet to come?

Whatever Lockon's reaction, he will have to face it.

"We shouldn't delay."

"Mmhm."

Feldt walked past him rather quickly, eager to get back inside. She held the door open for Setsuna, glad that the other two residing in the apartment (and Haro. Especially Haro) were fast asleep.

Setsuna followed her back into the apartment, resting a hand on the opened door once he got in.

"I'll lock it."

A pause, and then:

"We'll tell him tomorrow."

Edited 2009-01-16 07:06 (UTC)

She smiled at him, unwrapping his scarf from her hands. She contemplated putting it back on his neck, but decided that involved too much personal space invasion. So instead, she held it out to Setsuna.

"Yes, tomorrow." She gave a tiny yawn as she placed the scarf against his hand that was resting on the door.

"... Have a good night, then."

His eyes drifted down to the scarf, and he held his gaze for a while before taking it and swinging it over his shoulder.

He gave her a nod and turned to the door, closing it shut and double-checking the locks.

He knew Feldt was right; Lockon would be mad if he knew. But there was little he could do outside telling him, and he couldn't even explain why, at least not right now. Maybe the time will come, when four years will have passed and he finally could give his reasons, but he wondered if Lockon would ever get the chance to hear it.

And deep inside, he felt a tinge of sadness when he considered the possibility that maybe Lockon never will.

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asddfs going home now so al;ksdfjsdfkl tag you back tomorrow? xD

|D Sure thing <3!!

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Because she is a gentleman :)

aklsdf a-awwww feldt 8D

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