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"Here! Right here, is where Agent Maxwell decides to space Preventer protocol." Une barked as she thrust a pointer at the large vid of Duo going into a rebel installation, all guns blazing. "I've already reprimanded him and put him on report, but I thought that I should show this to my other top agents. i want you to realize that, despite your expertise, you are not above protocol. It was created for a reason, to keep agents and civilians, alike, safe."
"There weren't any civilians on that drilling station, commander," Wu Fei pointed out. "The rebels had taken it over completely."
"And Maxwell is now God, that he should have known that going in?" Une demanded as Duo, in a skin tight flight suit, that left nothing to the imagination, expression fierce, and pulse gun firing, was making his single handed assault on the rebel force. The on station cameras were high resolution, even showing the stray wispy hairs coming off of his swinging braid.
"He thinks he is," Quatre chuckled as he watched the vid with barely concealed appreciation.
The vid ended. There was a pause while Une waited expectantly for comments, and then Heero asked, in a strained voice, eyes appreciating Duo's firm outlines, under his suit, far more than Quatre, and certainly far more than Wu Fei, as he asked, "Could I see it one more time?"
Wu Fei sighed in exasperation, but Quatre smiled and said, "Yes, could we, commander?"
"Five times isn't sufficient?" she asked icily.
"There are still some... fine points... that I might be missing," Heero replied as Une restarted the vid and Duo again made his attack on the station.
"Can't miss the finer points," Quatre agreed eagerly, ignoring Heero's glare.
"I commend your dedication," Une said as she settled in her chair and watched the vid herself.
"I'm going for tea," Wu Fei growled in disgust as he rose from his chair.
"You, on the other hand, Agent Chang, could learn a few things from the dedication of your fellow agents," Une criticised sharply.
Wu Fei snorted in disgust. "I am as dedicated, commander. I simply don't have an interest in their particular focus on certain details of that vid."
Quatre snickered and then covered it with a cough.
They ignored him. Wu Fei muttered something unpleasant and then heard Heero say, as he left the room, "Right there, commander. Freeze it right there. I think that's the 'focus' of our interest."
"Definitely," Quatre agreed.
"It's Maxwell's backside," Une said in confusion.
"In tight, tight spandex," Quatre groaned.
"Very tight," Heero agreed.
"Agents!" Une thundered, "You will not make a farce of this proceeding... they are very tight, aren't they? My God! I don't think Maxwell is wearing any underwear!"