
The room echoed as the sound of a knock on the door resounded on the walls. 'Who is it?' Porthole asked, his voice bland.
'It's me Wufei.'
Porthole didn't say anything, so the man outside took it as acceptance and walked into the room.
'We want to speak to you in the office.'
'We as in?'
'You'll find out when we get there,' was Wufei's only reply as he walked out of the room, expecting Porthole to follow. He did.
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On seeing the arrival of the two Quatre greeted them. 'Hi Wufei. Hello, Mr...'
Porthole who had been gazing around the office suddenly looked straight into Quatre's eyes, 'Just call me Porthole.' With that he looked away again.
'Um-I see. Well we were wondering if we could ask you a few questions about yourself, as we haven't had time for this with the movement of bases and the enemy attack.'
....silence....
Duo leaned towards Quatre and whispered, 'Let me handle this Quatro.'
Turning to Porthole, the slight interrogation began.
'So Porthole, do you have any parents?'
'No. They're dead.'
'Okay, do you remember anything about yourself, and could you tell us why you are called Porthole?'
'I grew up in the asylum. They beat and starved me because I was apparently different. They called me Porthole by the way i came to the asylum.'
'And why's that?' Trowa asked.
'A huge porthole appeared in the ceiling and i dropped out of it onto the floor.'
'Ooooo, tough start!' A voice from the door exclaimed.
Naora stood by the door, slowly combing her thick, black hair and looking at Porthole in a strange way. 'Oh! sorry! Am i interupting something here?'
'It's okay Naora.' Wufei told her.
'Father told me to tell you that he's had slight problems in getting here, but doesn't think its that serious. Apparently, he sighted some enemy mobile dolls about 4000km away from here heading North-East. That must mean that we're safe, because they were heading in the opposite direction.'
'Thankyou Naora.'
Taking that to be a dismissal Naora made her way to the door. On reaching it she suddenly turned around and said. 'C-ya Porthole.'
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Outside, she leaned against the closed door, and thought disgustedly to herself, //Why did i just do that?//
Was that good people, i just thought it would be a good way of getting them to know Porthole and his abilities more and add something more to this fic.