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[FWD] Fic: Challenge: Baby 4: Progress Report 129/??? by Karina

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  • gw-ficmirror-owner@yahoogroups.com
    Hey there Second fic in the set written for the 224th 500 word challenge issued by the 5x6ml. Hope you enjoy. Sorry for the delay. Title: Progress Reports
    Message 1 of 1 , May 2, 2014


      Hey there

      Second fic in the set written for the 224th 500 word challenge issued by the 5x6ml.  Hope you enjoy.

      Sorry for the delay.

      Title: Progress Reports

       

      Author: Karina

       

      Rating: PG

       

      Pairing: Pagan + Duo

       

      Notes:  Challenge 224.  Baby Series 4  #129.  Takes place approximately one hour following Details.

       

      Spoilers: None

       

      Warnings:

       

      Many thanks to ShenLong Deb for her work betaing this set oif fics.

       

      Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine.

       

      Title: Progress Reports

       

      Duo nodded briefly to Pagan as the old man entered the control room, his attention remaining focused on the screen before him.  Technically he was not supposed to be in the security control room, but he had agreed to stand in when a request had come in for more personnel to assist in the evacuations.  Three of the control room staff had been sent in response, and Pagan was not one to leave security short.

       

      Duo manned one of the general link terminals, coordinating the efforts underway around the palace estate.  Conditions were rapidly deteriorating and the latest meteorological data suggested the storm would impact on them hours earlier than they had hoped.  It would not be bad, not for hours yet, but it was enough encroachment to make conditions more than difficult as they struggled to lock down the entire country.

       

      “Are there any reports of concern, Mr. Maxwell?”

       

      “It has gone far more smoothly than I expected.  The only reports I have received of problems came from the business district.” At Pagan’s arched eyebrow Duo snorted softly. “A mini riot at the stock exchange which has now been dealt with.  All parties have been removed to secure lock down.  The stock exchange was closed down, as per the schedule, despite the best efforts of some of the brokers, who seemed to think they could continue on to close out the day despite the evacuation order.  The schools and University are in lock down, and the University shelter is at three quarters capacity.  There have been reports from two of the highland shelters that there has been a lot of animal activity.  Everything on four legs, or with wings, seems to be heading for the mountain passes.”

       

      Pagan grunted, settling into place behind a vacant terminal. “That does not surprise me.  The wildlife knows when to beat a hasty retreat, unlike the so called superior humans who insist on thinking they are capable of ruling nature.  Any word from Mr. Chang?”

       

      “Fei has returned safely to supervise the final intake and subsequent lock down of the complex.  He reported he was pleased with the operation thus far, and the Clan were working to welcome those who were seeking shelter in the old base.  Capacity there is at fifty eight percent.”

       

      “Good.  All in all, the evacuation is proceeding according to plan.” The old man’s fingers flew across the keyboard and he propped a pair of glasses on his nose, peering at the data called up on the terminal.

       

      For a few minutes the only sound to fill the control room was the hum and chatter of the computer terminals.  Duo shunted updates through to Pagan’s terminal and waited in silence.

       

      “Contact Mr. Chang.  He is authorised to sound stage three of the evacuation.”

       

      “Initiate stage three.”  Duo echoed, reaching for his headset as he switched frequencies. “Roger that.”

       

      It would not be long before the air raid sirens installed at the old military base howled, echoing over the city. 

       

      End

       

      Karina Robertson  2013

       

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