I'm trying to write the story I had originally intended.
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the six newbies are mine.
I have the pictures of my original characters on my system, so if you want to see the folks you aren't familiar with, go to thao5.tripod.com/galleries/mydraws, and at the end of that address, type in the name of the character '.jpg' and you should see them.
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Chapter 1
"I am sooo glad that Lynne, Selphie and Zell are in charge of keeping the youngsters busy after classes," Maria sighed, sitting in a plush chair in what was affectionately called the 'teacher's lounge.'
"They can just barely manage it as it is," Quistis shuddered from her seat nearby.
"Which makes me wonder," Xia looked up from the book she was taking notes from, "How did our instructors keep up with us?"
"Simple," Eric leaned against a table in the room, "There are more instructors in the other three Gardens than there is here in Cetra Garden."
"There are only thirteen of us," Xia nodded, "And at least twice that many for each gender in the other three."
"Doesn't help any that all the kids think they have to go here because the heroes of the battle with Ultimecia are here," Maria shrugged, then rolled her shoulders, "Ugh, now that I've had my little sit down, I have that tutoring session to suffer through."
The dark-haired woman stood and left the room. Irvine slumped through the door as she let it close, "An' I thought that havin' to clean my own gun was hell!"
Quistis laughed, "Now you know how Eric, Maria, Lynne and I have all felt!"
"Ugh," Irvine shuddered as he collapsed into the heavily padded chair that Maria had vacated, "I'd have just as soon not have known."
"We really weren't given much choice," Xia groaned, "But I certainly can't wait until this place is complete, then we'll have help!"
"Maybe," Eric snorted, "They might just decide that since we've already survived one year, and are guaranteed to survive at least one more, we won't need the help."
"What?" Xia sent a shocked look at Eric.
"Then how the heck are we gonna deal with the next set that comes in this year?" Irvine drawled, "Do they think we're all superhuman?" he dropped his head against the back of the chair, "I just wanna find a nice secluded spot, an disappear off the face of the planet."
"Good luck there," Quistis rolled her eyes, "If you find one, let me know!"
"I'm just waiting for Zell or Lynne to have breakdowns," Xia sighed, "Those two really have it bad, with all the littlest ones using them for jungle gyms, and hide-and-go-seekers."
"They're more likely to have the breakdowns because of the first aid classes," Irvine rubbed his forehead, "Those littluns still think that the words 'boy' and 'girl' are followed immediately by 'yuck!' An Selphie's not helpin' any."
"So what happened to our triumvirate of leaders?" Xia looked at Quistis, "Are they still locked up in the Headmaster's office, trying to figure out those reams of paperwork?"
"It's not easy translating Cid-speak, Shumi-speak, and Lagunese," Quistis shook her head, "Kiros is working on the Lagunese, while Squall and Max are struggling with Cid-speak and Shumi-speak. They've been working at it for five hours, and they aren't even a quarter of the way through!"
"That's some encrypted text," Eric snorted, then laughed, "Maybe when we give the children their lessons for decryption, we should use these things."
The other three laughed at his joke.
"Have you gotten your monthly letter?" Xia sat up in her chair, "How's Merinda doing?"
"She's learned her alphabet," Eric laughed a bit more, "And actually wrote part of the letter. Her handwriting, at four, is better than mine ever will be!"
Irvine snorted, "I've read yours, it's not hard to get better!"
"Mother's thinking fairly seriously of sending Mer to live here," Eric shook his head, "But I told her that she couldn't live here unless she were a cadet, and she couldn't try for that until she was nine. She's still got five years."
"I'd love to hear more about Merinda," Quistis stood slowly from the squishy chair, "But I have a class. I have to co-teach this one with Seifer, so wish me luck. He'll contradict everything I say just because I said it."
The others rolled their eyes and grinned.
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Yeah, nothing's happening now, but I think that's gonna change. After all, there are the encrypted papers to figure out... And a whole bunch of people whose viewpoint as teachers that haven't been seen...
I hope those questions get answered...
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the six newbies are mine.
I have the pictures of my original characters on my system, so if you want to see the folks you aren't familiar with, go to thao5.tripod.com/galleries/mydraws, and at the end of that address, type in the name of the character '.jpg' and you should see them.
~
Chapter 1
"I am sooo glad that Lynne, Selphie and Zell are in charge of keeping the youngsters busy after classes," Maria sighed, sitting in a plush chair in what was affectionately called the 'teacher's lounge.'
"They can just barely manage it as it is," Quistis shuddered from her seat nearby.
"Which makes me wonder," Xia looked up from the book she was taking notes from, "How did our instructors keep up with us?"
"Simple," Eric leaned against a table in the room, "There are more instructors in the other three Gardens than there is here in Cetra Garden."
"There are only thirteen of us," Xia nodded, "And at least twice that many for each gender in the other three."
"Doesn't help any that all the kids think they have to go here because the heroes of the battle with Ultimecia are here," Maria shrugged, then rolled her shoulders, "Ugh, now that I've had my little sit down, I have that tutoring session to suffer through."
The dark-haired woman stood and left the room. Irvine slumped through the door as she let it close, "An' I thought that havin' to clean my own gun was hell!"
Quistis laughed, "Now you know how Eric, Maria, Lynne and I have all felt!"
"Ugh," Irvine shuddered as he collapsed into the heavily padded chair that Maria had vacated, "I'd have just as soon not have known."
"We really weren't given much choice," Xia groaned, "But I certainly can't wait until this place is complete, then we'll have help!"
"Maybe," Eric snorted, "They might just decide that since we've already survived one year, and are guaranteed to survive at least one more, we won't need the help."
"What?" Xia sent a shocked look at Eric.
"Then how the heck are we gonna deal with the next set that comes in this year?" Irvine drawled, "Do they think we're all superhuman?" he dropped his head against the back of the chair, "I just wanna find a nice secluded spot, an disappear off the face of the planet."
"Good luck there," Quistis rolled her eyes, "If you find one, let me know!"
"I'm just waiting for Zell or Lynne to have breakdowns," Xia sighed, "Those two really have it bad, with all the littlest ones using them for jungle gyms, and hide-and-go-seekers."
"They're more likely to have the breakdowns because of the first aid classes," Irvine rubbed his forehead, "Those littluns still think that the words 'boy' and 'girl' are followed immediately by 'yuck!' An Selphie's not helpin' any."
"So what happened to our triumvirate of leaders?" Xia looked at Quistis, "Are they still locked up in the Headmaster's office, trying to figure out those reams of paperwork?"
"It's not easy translating Cid-speak, Shumi-speak, and Lagunese," Quistis shook her head, "Kiros is working on the Lagunese, while Squall and Max are struggling with Cid-speak and Shumi-speak. They've been working at it for five hours, and they aren't even a quarter of the way through!"
"That's some encrypted text," Eric snorted, then laughed, "Maybe when we give the children their lessons for decryption, we should use these things."
The other three laughed at his joke.
"Have you gotten your monthly letter?" Xia sat up in her chair, "How's Merinda doing?"
"She's learned her alphabet," Eric laughed a bit more, "And actually wrote part of the letter. Her handwriting, at four, is better than mine ever will be!"
Irvine snorted, "I've read yours, it's not hard to get better!"
"Mother's thinking fairly seriously of sending Mer to live here," Eric shook his head, "But I told her that she couldn't live here unless she were a cadet, and she couldn't try for that until she was nine. She's still got five years."
"I'd love to hear more about Merinda," Quistis stood slowly from the squishy chair, "But I have a class. I have to co-teach this one with Seifer, so wish me luck. He'll contradict everything I say just because I said it."
The others rolled their eyes and grinned.
~
Yeah, nothing's happening now, but I think that's gonna change. After all, there are the encrypted papers to figure out... And a whole bunch of people whose viewpoint as teachers that haven't been seen...
I hope those questions get answered...