by Lady Aishiteru
"Ahhhh...Justice. There's just something about that word. It makes me want to get out my katana and open up a can of..."
"Hey, where are you going? *sigh* Come back! I just....get a little excited, I guess."
"My name is Wufei Chang, and if you're still here, then you want to learn more about that noble word called Justice. Welcome to the school of Justice."
"Justice is for the STRONG, and the strong must be RIGHT! Even if you are wrong, just ignore it and carry on your merry way. Hey, it worked for me in Endless Waltz. Even though I'm never wrong, unless you've been talking to that pig-headed Woman."
"If you want to deal out some serious Justice, then I suggest you get yourself a Gundam. I suggest you name it affectionately, and wash and wax it lovingly before each battle. A shiny Gundam is very intimidating.(Not as intimidating as my Nataku....SNIFF...) Ah...where was I? Oh yeah, and if all else fails, you can blind your enemy with the sheer luminence of your Gundam.
"Now who is in need of some serious Justice? Braided Gundam pilots that talk waaay too much for starters. I know of one that is in dire need of Justice. He's always coming into my office, prattling on and on about absolutely nothing at all. It doesn't even help if I ignore him. I think he just likes to hear the sound of his own voice. On and on he goes, 'Why don't you come to L2 and see us, Wufei? You need to get a girlfriend, Wufei. Hey, put AWAY the katana, Wufei.' Baka. In this situation, I reccomend giving him a complete buzz cut. If all goes well, he won't speak to you for at least a week."
"Who else is in need of Justice? WOMEN! Weak onnas, always whining about cramps and freaking out whenever they gain an ounce. WOMEN! Always dragging me off to baby showers, weddings and Christmas parties. I'm a BUDDHIST for goodness sake! One woman I know is in serious need of some Justice in her life "Heero, come kill me! Heero, save me!" Ugh. That kind of love he doesn't need. For cases like this, I think that she would fit quite nicely under the heel of Wing Zero."
"And then there's Sally Po. Now SHE can deal out some Justice! Even though she does have the habit of calling me a male chauvanistic pig....damned woman."
"Okay," said a woman in a white lab coat. "We can talk more about this 'justice' next week." she said.
Two burly security guards tried gently lifting Wufei, but he would have none of it. "AAAAAARGH! INJUSTICE! DAMN YOU HEATHEN WOMAN! ; HOW DARE YOU PROFANE THE NOBLE WORD JU..."
Dr. Smith sighed, obviously used to Wufei's 'school of justice' rants. "It's useless to interrupt him now. He's on a roll. Put him in another strait jacket and take him to his room until he cools off."
"Yes, Dr. Smith," said the guard. The guards dragged Wufei off, kicking and screaming, to the white room with padded walls at the end of the hall.
Dr. Smith shook her head. 'That is one angry Chinese guy,' she thought. She jotted down something on her clipboard and got ready for the next patient.
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