Gundam: Holstein Theory (Ended)

[Zahzi]

"You know, usually when someone wants to 'defend your honor', women are usually ecstatic..." Gil said with a tired look, slumping over.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well don't get me wrong, I am. I'm also curious as to why you're hunting down a man from two years ago."  

[Zahzi]

"Because some French-Fry insulted my girlfriend..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"French-Fry..." Demi chuckled. "Good one."  

[Zahzi]

"Seeing as he's French, he's probably scrawny..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He was a stick, if I remember correctly." Demi nervously laughed, scratching the back of her head.  

[Zahzi]

"Yep. French Fry."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Demi only chuckled more, before staring out behind Gil, blinking a few times.
"...In fact... I think I see him right now..."  

[Zahzi]

"...Where?" Gil asked, his head suddenly shooting up.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"That one with the beret and the curled mustache." Demi said, pointing over his shoulder to a man that matched Demi's description. It was obvious right off the bat too he was a Frenchmen...  

[Zahzi]

Gil then suddenly had a combat knife in his hand.
"Well, I have work to do." he said, walking off.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Be nice Gil." Demi nervously laughed, following behind him at a distance.

"...And what do you want?" The man said with a heavy French accent, curling his nose as Gil got closer.  

[Zahzi]

"Sir, have you ever been to Side 11..?" Gil asked, hiding the knife behind him.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes. I use to live and work there in a beautiful jewelry shop owned by a b*****d who calls himself Alex Charmeine." He grunted, giving Gil a dull stare.
"Why does it matter to you?"  

[Zahzi]

"Did you ever meet his daughter..?"