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Quatre Winner ([personal profile] 04_after) wrote2012-03-20 11:08 pm
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The ten-year-old boy who walks into the bar has been here before; his blond hair is mussed from crawling under a tight space, and his blue dress shirt (pants merely khaki dress trousers, today) is a bit dusty.

He blinks at the Bar, irritated expression disappearing into mildly pleased curiousity. This is a way better place to hide from his father than the attic.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-21 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
. . .

Ah. This again.

The man at a nearby table has another sip of coffee, in silence.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-21 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre brightens, as he notices him. "Marhaban," he says, approaching. "Trowa, wasn't it?"

One acquires a talent for remembering names early, and for a long time, when exposed to parties as often as Quatre has been. It helps than Trowa shares his name with the heir to L3.

(He doesn't remember much else, other than living on Earth, and a circus. Maybe something about elephants?)
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-21 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Of course he approaches.

Trowa doesn't mind -- better him than someone who might be dangerous to an as-yet-civilian child, or say more about the future than they should -- but of course Quatre approaches.

"Marhaban bik," he says, and nods slightly.


He says it as if there's any question; as if he's mostly sure he's remembering something.

(Trowa is, when he cares to be, an excellent liar.)
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-21 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre has a sort of odd feeling about Trowa, like he's on not entirely stable ground, but it's barely noticeable -- especially as it's overwhelmed by the knowledge that Trowa is a good person and trustworthy.

Quatre tends to trust the soul of the universe's advice completely.

He nods. "How are you?"

He expects, if Trowa would prefer French and/or Arabic, he will ask to switch.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-21 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa, when speaking with the ten(?)-year-old pre-Eve-Wars version of his best friend and boyfriend, is entirely okay with speaking the language he's best at nuance in.

"Fine," he says. He likes that answer because it's always true!

"And you? It's been a while."

You're looking taller. And old enough to reach all a Leo's controls older.
Edited 2012-03-21 03:57 (UTC)
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-21 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre's face falls briefly, before evening out. He's not doing so great, and isn't quite as good at hiding it as he will be.

"The same," he says, lightly. He gives Trowa a questioning glance, then takes the seat opposite when he realizes Trowa doesn't mind. "It's been two years, I think? Is -- your troop okay?"

Earth hasn't ever really been at peace, but Quatre is far more aware of the wars than he was last time they met.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-21 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Troo-- oh, right, the circus troupe.

(Unlike the troops Trowa was actually with, in the time that's present tense for this Quatre.)

"They're all fine," he says. "We're on break for a couple of weeks right now."

Quatre's lying. Trowa notes it, but doesn't react; inside, he's hypothesizing.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-21 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre relaxes, a bit. "I'm glad," he says, sincere. "I don't think many people at home realize how much Earth is hurting, too."

The fact that the United Earth Sphere Alliance are hurting it burns strangely in Quatre's heart; in one way, it is less painful than the control of the colonies -- L4 is his home, and deserves its freedom and safety. But the people of Earth are the Alliance's responsibility; to hurt ones own civilians strikes him as doubly wrong.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-21 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
It's so strange to see Quatre like this. He's young and civilian, with a pure blind idealism unshadowed by real experience -- and he's so Quatre.

He nods, though.

"Wars hurt everybody," he agrees. "Whether they're fighting or not."
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-21 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," Quatre says, after a moment, with the feeling he might've misstepped. "I suppose you know more about that than I do."

Central L4 is very safe.

"It must be nice to have a break," he says, dutifully reverting to neutral small talk.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-21 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa's eyes crease, very slightly, in reassurance.

"Yes," he says, "but you're not wrong."

Inexperienced people can (occasionally, if they're sensible) be right about things, after all. And experienced people can (sadly commonly) be dead wrong.

Not that Trowa's judgey or anything.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-21 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre smiles, slightly, back at him. "Some people--," he hesitates. "I don't know very much," he allows. "But I'm not sure -- telling people that war hurts everyone ... stops it. I mean, you have to -- fix the root of the problem. But I don't think anyone really knows what that is. Well," he pauses, thoughtfully, "I don't, and if someone else does they're -- not getting through broadcast controls."
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-23 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
What stops war is a spoiler, tiny Quatre.

Trowa nods.

"Yes," he says. "The root is complicated, and a lot of people have very strong feelings. And habit. You'd have to somehow convince all the people of the world to look for a better way."

He thinks about saying something about pacifism and war; he doesn't. He has too much knowledge of Quatre's past and future for that to be an innocent comment, and he doesn't know what's too much to say.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-23 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre knows people could be convinced of it, but the task seems too immense for him -- he can't even convince his father that not fighting back against bullies (and the Alliance are bullies) is like saying it's okay for them to do that.

Words seem like an inadequate defense against weapons. But --

Weapons seem like an inadequate defense of peace.

He nods, jerkily, instead.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-28 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa could discuss this with Quatre now; he could discuss this with any other ten-year-old child.

He can't with ten-year-old Quatre, before the Gundam project, before Operation Meteor, before so many things. He's curious to -- it would be fascinating to hear the younger opinions that will develop into the thoughts of the Quatre Trowa knew in the war -- but he can't hold up his end of this conversation.

"It's complicated," he agrees.

That much is safe, and obvious.

A subject change would be too abrupt, but he can start the shift away to easier topics. "Do Earth's wars get talked about a lot on L4?"

He knows some of the answer, of course, but not firsthand, not in AC 190. And he's curious about Quatre's perspective on it.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-28 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
It's a question Quatre's not really sure how to answer. "I don't know how it's talked about other places," he says, thoughtful. "But -- we don't get details, much? I think the Alliance would prefer we didn't know about them at all, but they can't stop -- independent transmissions. So they have to tell us some things."

The concept of independent radio stations on unaffilliated spacecraft is something that makes his voice hush a bit with awe. It is so cool. Maybe he will be a radio station person someday. He's not allowed to listen according to his dad-- too young to understand bias, or something, though Bernie usually lets him listen with her.

His face goes serious, suddenly, and a bit embarrassed. "Some of them might overdo it, though. The ones -- well, some people like to pretend that people on Earth aren't --" he looks for the right word in English, "civilized?" he adds, uncertain of both his word choice and the good manners of telling Trowa that.

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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-31 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa was on Earth, at this age, and couldn't really comprehend a life that didn't involve war.

However: in a few years, Quatre will learn that Trowa is nearly impossible to offend with bad manners! So he just nods in matter-of-fact comprehension.

"Sometimes Earth people think that about the colonies too."

"It's stupid. But sometimes people find it easier to be ill-informed."

Trowa has Standards.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-31 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre's mouth pulls flat at this. "I guess," he says, having doubts about whether being ill-informed is easier. He feels ill-informed about the situation, and it just makes him more frustrated.

Then his expression clears a bit, as he realizes something. "Maybe they think-- knowing about it would hurt them."

He still doesn't understand ignoring it, but he understands the desire to not have your heart hurt.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-31 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
The difference, tiny Quatre, is that you're not an idiot.

Says Trowa, the non-judgmental and unbiased.

"Some of them probably do," he agrees.

It's a stupid reason, but people have a wide variety of stupid reasons for the things they do!
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-31 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre nods.

He hesitates slightly then asks, neutral: "Would you consider yourself well-informed?"

The circus travels a lot, he knows. And he wants to learn.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-03-31 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa considers that seriously.

(Also considers the likelihood of being asked again to explain his thoughts on How To Stop War by Quatre Raberba Winner, Aged Probably Ten-ish.)

"About some things," he answers, which is truthful anyway.

"Not everything."
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-03-31 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre still has the uncomfortable feeling that Trowa is not telling him everything, or that he knows more than he wants to say.

Then things click, and his eyes widen very slightly -- the travelling, the knowledge that exceeds what he's willing to share. A spy.

For and on who isn't clear, but -- as the universe assures him, deep in his bones, that Trowa is trustworthy (but he doubts Trowa has any way of knowing Quatre is trustworthy -- and yes, Quatre believes himself capable of knowing what to do with state secrets at age 10) it's probably best to just leave that line of questioning alone.

He smiles instead, sincerely interested but perhaps a shade too late. "What sort of things?"
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-01 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa would be amused if he knew what Quatre had concluded. Especially since it's not entirely wrong; just necessarily incomplete.

However, he doesn't, not for sure. He can tell that Quatre's come to some conclusion, and he has some idea what kind of conclusion it might be if Quatre's so hastily allowing the subject to be changed.

(Some years later, Quatre will be a lot better at discreet conversational steering.)

He shrugs a little.

"The circus, of course. And I'm the main mechanic for our equipment, so I try to stay informed about developments there. Politics where I can, but there's a lot to keep track of."

And the physical sciences, but talking about that means keeping track of what was new in AC 190; and a whole lot of political developments that haven't happened for Quatre yet; and tactics and strategy and mobile suit piloting, but, well.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-01 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Being a mechanic sounds fun," Quatre says, expression brightening. "Mostly, my father lets me go see what the engineers are doing, when we visit -- asteroid outposts, for mining and agriculture."

He finds mining suits fascinating, and hydroponics, and basically everything.

(He is very, very interested in programming.)
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-01 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Asteroid outposts," Trowa supplies.

Every conversation can be a language lesson!

"Do they let you observe hands-on?"

Trowa has doubts about the usefulnees of any other method of learning this kind of thing. But his upbringing and early education was very, very different from Quatre's.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-01 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre nods, quickly, at Trowa's offered English replacement.

"Not right away," he says, "but after a little while."

A bit defensive: "I learn really fast by watching, though."

(He doesn't think watching is as good as hands on, either, but it takes ages for anyone to trust him enough to actually work on things, it seems like.)
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-01 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa nods.

"Bar can probably give you some parts to examine sometime, if you want. And there's a garage downstairs."

"Watching's useful too, though."
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-01 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
"What sort of things does the garage have?" he asks, curiousity piqued.

The Bar could give interesting parts, but -- well, he doesn't know how to ask for things he's not already familiar with.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-01 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Lots of vehicles from different worlds."

"I've seen motorcycles, cars, trucks, and hovercraft. And some construction equipment."

And mobile suits.

"Some of it's pretty historic."
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-01 09:15 am (UTC)(link)
He looks around. Milliways is fairly busy, but not by any means full -- and not really a big enough space that even if half of everyone drove here, the garage would count as lots of vehicles.

"Are they a collection?" he says, interested but also somewhat dubious. Collections are heavy. And-- probably a collection owner wouldn't let him look at it.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-01 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa shrugs.

"I guess."

"No one seems to know whose they are, if so. But it's open for general use."
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-02 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you -- do you think we could go look at it?"

Quatre is trying not to sound entirely enchanted about the idea, and pretty much failing.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-02 03:44 am (UTC)(link)

Trowa was IN NO WAY setting things up for this distraction from philosophical questions!

With another kid, he might be more hesitant to encourage wandering off into mysterious garages with strange adults. (Not that Trowa himself wouldn't have done that confidently at age ten, but he's aware that most people's childhoods feature more nurturing and less weaponry.) But he knows Quatre turns out all right.

He rises. There's an elevator across the bar over there.

"Want me to grab a toolkit?"

He knows the answer, of course.
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-02 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre stands, quickly.

"If you'd like to," he says, which is stand-in for yes, please.
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[personal profile] 3nanashi 2012-04-02 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
It seems like it'd be useful.

(Also: Quatre at this age is really obvious when eager. And, in certain respects, predictable at any age.)

Accordingly, Trowa nods, and heads towards Bar. Basic toolkit coming up!
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[personal profile] mm_tl 2012-04-03 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Quatre follows and watches, interested, as the toolkit appears.

"Thank you," he tells the Bar, glancing up briefly to Trowa to make sure that was appropriate.