Age: 15
Eye color: Bluish- green
Weapon: Gundam Sandrock
Lea: Look! I get to talk finally!
Quatre: Wait, isn't this my page?
Lea: *blinks* Well, yeah...
Quatre: So, shouldn't I write?
Lea: Do you want to?
Quatre: Only if you want me to.
Lea: Well, do you want to?
Quatre: Only if we can do it without arguing.
Lea: We could share the page.
Quatre: That sounds like a plan!
Lea: Good, so now we can talk. Quatre is the sweetest guy in the Gundam show. He's the peace keeper and the man who solves all the problems. He's forgiving and well, perfect.
Lea: Uhhhh....*looks at Naomi*...yeah! *Naomi rolls her eyes*
Naomi, mocking Quatre: Sandrock helped me!
Quatre: *looks at Naomi* Are you okay? Are you sick or something? Can I get you soup or something?
Lea: *coos* That's so sweet!
Naomi: *snickers* Nah, nah I just drank too much non-alcoholic champange *feins a hicup*
Quatre: *blinks, then looks at Lea* What's she talking about?
Lea: *stifles a giggle* Nothing...just forget it happened.
Naomi: Hey, QUATRE, what did I just say?
Quatre: *gives blank stare*
Naomi: *grins*
Lea: NAOMI! Get the FUCK off my page!
Quatre: *stares opened mouthed at Lea* You...just cursed!
Lea: No, I didn't...*waves hand in front of face* Nothing happened.
Quatre: Lea..lea...why are you waving your hand like that?
Naomi: I guess the really dense aren't susceptable to the Jedi mind whammy.
Lea: That's enough out of you! *picks Naomi out of the chair by her ear and kicks her out the door*
Quatre: What's wrong with her...
Lea: Just ignore her, is there anything you want to tell the nice people who visited the webpage? (Thank you!!)
Quatre: Why are you thanking me?
Lea: I wans't...I was...oh never mind! So, the thing you wanted to say was....
Quatre: Thank you for not fighting.
Lea: What was that?
Quatre: uhh... Peace is a wonderful thing.
Lea: That was...really DUMB! Something else.
Quatre: *looks around nervously* Ummm... GO YANKEES! *holds up his fist in salute*
Quatre: I'm Arabian!
Lea: *pats Quatre on the back* That's true...I've been meaning to talk to you about that.
Quatre: About what?
Lea: WEll, you're Arabian yet you're so...uhh...You have such a fair complextion.
Quatre: Oh, that's simple. Shall we discuss it over some tea?
Lea: That would be lovely! *both walk off to have some tea* (get it Naomi?)
