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fractured_sun) wrote2008-04-12 10:23 pm
One character- Sally Po: 11- Hunger, 8- Traps and 4 Perfect
one_characterPrompt: 11. Hunger
Title: Cake
Rating: G
Words: 331
Pairings: None
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Spoilers for the end of the series
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is a copy of the series.
Beta: none
A/N: Post series pre EW,
The death of Treize Kushrienada and the destruction of Libra had marked the end of the war and the beginning of an uneasy and fragile peace. It had been the former Oz officer Lady Une who had pressed for the creation of the peacekeeping agency the Preventers but Noin and Sally had been among the earliest to sign up taking over the responsibility for the peace that five boys had carved out in blood before scattering. Sally and Noin had been quickly partnered and sent off to investigate rumours and deal with trouble spots.
Sally sipped her tea waving to the café waiter to bring her chocolate cake across the table from her Noin sighed “I will never understand how you manage to stay so slim when you eat so much chocolate Sally.”
“Chocolate is good for you, it helps regulate hormone levels, trust me I’m a doctor.” Sally bit in to the cake with relish keeping one eye on the warehouse across the road, tapping her finger on the table in signal as a truck left
“That’s the sixth one today” Noin remarked keeping the tone light so any eavesdropper would assume they were still discussing cakes “It’s not good.”
Sally looked up at her partner “I’ll take plenty of exercise to work it off, I’ll go over to the gym later and see what equipment’s there.”
Noin drained her tea and stood up “That’s probably best, I need to go collect a package and ring home I’ll see you later.”
Sally watched her partner walk off to radio HQ and collect their packs for later, she looked longingly down at the last of her cake before pushing it away, Noin was right she was eating too many. It would be embarrassing to have to relieve herself of duty due to high cholesterol brought on by comfort eating over worry about teenaged ex pilots. Besides she had a warehouse to break into.
Prompt: 8. Traps
Title: Missions
Rating: PG
Words: 1619
Pairings: None
Warnings: None really
Spoilers: Spoilers for the end of the series
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is a copy of the series.
Beta: none
A/N: Post series pre EW, occurs just after Cake
Sally slipped round to the back of the warehouse jumping up and slipping through a window careful to make no noise, and thankful for the practice running around collecting Gundams and clearing up after their pilots. She crouched behind a pile of boxes watching people working over conveyor belts. Sally was no mechanic but she recognised the mobile suit parts being assembled and packed so she reached down to her radio releasing the prearranged signal of static bursts. Sally slipped back over to the window freezing and holding her breath as a group of workers passed within 2 feet of her scanty hiding place. Her hand reached for her stun gun automatically, fingers clasping over it even as she prayed she would not have to break cover to use it. To Sally’s relief they passed on without noticing her allowing her to slide out of the warehouse leaving the arms traders with no idea of her presence.
Meeting up with Noin two streets away she climbed gratefully into the jeep passenger seat to wait for the coming reinforcements whilst filling the woman in on the details. “Are we leading the assault?”
“We have two units heading this way now to hit the warehouse standard armaments, Une wants us to bring them in for questioning.”
“What about the trucks we’ve seen leaving?”
“Apparently Heero Yuy is taking care of them.”
Sally grinned “Hmm.. Well guess we don’t have to worry about them then. I wonder if he’ll be around HQ for awhile before disappearing again, I’ve been trying to do a medical exam of him for months but he’s never around for long enough.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it Sally he seems to handle the missions he gives himself just fine.”
Sally frowned “That’s exactly the problem everyone, including him assumes he’s invulnerable he pushes himself too hard. He pops up every few weeks to give us some new information or takes on a suicide mission before disappearing again to work on who knows what on his own, with no back up.”
“The peace is only six months old, we’re all working hard to ensure it continues.”
The chirp from the radio interrupted the well worn argument signalling the arrival of the reinforcements. Sally grinned looking over at her more subdued partner “Looks like it’s show time.”
The assault on the warehouse had quickly descending into chaos as the sleeping gas they had used had proved ineffective. Sally swore running to provide covering fire for the Preventers unit caught between a line of soldiers and the pile of rubble that had once been the back wall of the warehouse. Sometimes she wondered if she had grown too dependent on explosives and the timely but unpredictable arrival of a gundam that had helped out in the war. As she fired another non lethal dart into the line of soldiers, she took just enough time to check on Noin who was creating havoc over the other side of the building before diving behind a pile of bricks.
Sally noted the grenades as they sailed into the centre of the firefight and was relieved to hear a familiar cocky voice come over the radio “Hiya all, heard the ruckus, I’m hurt no one invited me to the party,” She just had time to recognise the effects of sleeping gas before she collapsed too.
She woke up to the smiling face of Duo Maxwell “Hi Sal, how ya doin’? ‘Ro’s been talking about a bunch of arm traders over this way so I thought I’d better check things out too, just as well you’d made a real mess of that.” Sally cringed at the accusation but quickly turned her mind to the more important thoughts.
“Someone switched our sleeping gas canisters,” she told him quietly trusting that Duo would understand the implications, she watched his face turn serious for a moment, he nodded calmly indicating his understanding before the grin returned and he walked off to check on the other Preventer agents and the line of arm traders sitting in restraints. Sally always the doctor turned to her partner propped up against the wall, her face cleared as she checked her pulse and she sat back to wait for Noin to wake before checking on the other agents one of whom was almost certainly a traitor.
Une had not been pleased to receive their report and had immediately begun rechecking personnel files and the Preventer security system. Sally had been given the thankless task of cross checking the families of each of the agents, she was running on her tenth cup of coffee and had a migraine developing but agreed that they could not afford to trust the task to anyone else, leaving Sally, Noin and Une to run through all the details themselves.
Heero had disappeared to God knows where after delivering an address he had left the trucks and drivers and Duo had skipped off back to L2 with a jaunty wave and not even a backwards glance. Sally was fairly sure that both boys were following their own leads but who knows what that would yield or if they would bother to share what they discovered, so in the meantime Sally was left scouring files for clues and drinking bad coffee.
Noin sat down sighing “Nothing, If any of the prisoners know anything useful they are hiding it well. They are nothing but pawns in a bigger game.”
“Nothing here either, it would help if I knew what I was looking for though.”
“Looks like we have to wait for someone to make a mistake but we’ll get them, hard work and perseverance.”
After two weeks of endless paper trails and fruitless interrogations Sally was beginning to think they would never find the rebellion, nevertheless she looked up as Noin walked in keeping her complaints about endless piles of paperwork and asked “So have they found anything new?”
“Heero found a hole in the network security, he’s making changes now and Duo is following the trace back to its source.”
Sally smiled in relief “Finally getting somewhere, all it took was a couple of Gundam Pilots. We really have to persuade them to join full time, so what do we know so far.”
“A revolutionary group has been growing based in
It felt like a very long time since Sally had last visited
“Through out history where there have been people there have been wars and where there is a war there is the possibility of increased power. Relena’s ideals take time to adjust to I suppose. It is our job to see to it that they get that time.” Noin replied checking the map of the area around the target “We can fill the base with sleeping gas through the air vent system easily enough but we’ll need to block their escape. This base has several major access routes we’re going to need to control if we want to block them in.”
“Yes I’ve been thinking about that, the road to the north is fairly narrow if we overturn a lorry in that corner the road will be completely blocked, that leaves the west road and the airstrip, we’ll have to split up and take on one each.”
“I can sabotage the air escape, if I take out the planes in the hanger they’ll be left with only the west road in and out.”
“That’s where I’ll be then with the rest of the back up.”
One thing almost all soldiers have in common is a hatred of the dead time just before a firefight. The anticipation grates upon the nerves of even the most experienced soldiers and Sally was no exception, waiting in her jeep for the action to start had her on edge. Sally breathed a sigh of relief as the flash of red in the sky indicated that Noin had started, the prearranged signal over the radio indicated everything was going to plan and Sally sat up drawing her gun for her part.
Sally had took out the escaping trucks with a familiar ease, avoiding injuring the passengers had been a new challenge but the explosions and guns had a sure familiarity and pattern to them and Sally found herself sliding comfortably into the old role of guerrilla warfare. Barely twenty minutes later the trucks were smouldering and the men inside them were seated with their hands behind their heads under the watchful eyes of the dozen men Sally had led. Sally leant back in satisfaction, she hated wars but she was a soldier and well executed action still satisfied her. She just hoped that the drudgery of the paperwork and clean up would end up on someone else’s plate
Prompt: 4. Perfect
Title: Medical exam
Rating: PG
Words: 340
Pairings: None
Warnings: Implied past medical experimentation
Spoilers: None really
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is a copy of the series.
Beta: none
A/N: Post series pre EW, an interlude during Missions (prompt 8). A fairly plotless little drabble giving a slice of life.
Sally shared a glance with Noin before returning to glare at Heero. Heero didn’t appear to notice her displeasure something that had Duo Maxwell softly giggling. Heero frowned his typing slowing as he looked up at Duo irritated, who merely jerked his thumb in Sally’s direction. Heero turned his focused attention to Sally. Used to Heero’s intensity Sally merely placed her hands on her hips unconsciously mimicking her mother
“Yuy, medical bay now! I’ve been trying to examine you for the last six months the lap top can wait 20 minutes whilst I clear you for active duty. You aren’t going to find anything in that time that we missed in two weeks of looking.”
Having finally dragged the scowling boy to the infirmary Sally had run her tests and sat staring at the results even more shocked now than when Heero had first crashed his way into her hospital all those years ago. The data she had collected just didn’t match the expected figures. Heero had always been exceptional and she had expected the high strength, endurance and disease resistance but it appeared that Dr J had made modifications to Heero that had far exceeded even what had been done to the other boys by their scientists. Duo jokingly called him the perfect soldier and Sally was beginning to see why. She couldn’t help shuddering at the thought of the different modifications that would be needed to change a child to that degree.
Refusing to dwell upon the more gruesome aspect Sally ever practical sat down to list the changes made and consider any effects on his health. The high muscle mass of course would leave him with a high metabolic rate and an absolute requirement for a high protein diet which presumably Heero was already following, she made a note to discuss it with him anyway. The readings taken indicated that some modifications had been made to compensate for the increased strain upon his heart and lungs but Sally would have to do regular checks for signs of strain, she doubted that life expectancy was something J concerned himself with too much. She doubled checked her list and inventory before ordering a range of drugs to which he was not resistant so that she could treat him for any injuries, the price of his strength and endurance.
On to next set of Sally stories
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thanks for shedding some light!
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I did see this essay on her someone had written about the lack of Sally based fiction and they pointed out that she was the most normal and well balanced character which doesn't really give an obvious angle for a writer to work on and so she tends to get overlooked.
I suppose in a way that's true but you know I think I can admire her for that (if one can admire fictional characters) I mean she isn't fabulously wealthy, super strong, or a trained elite, but she's tough and smart and follows her principles even when the world's going nuts. She's also willing to chase down the details and clear up the mess left behind, when it doesn't seem to occur to anyone else.
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