The gang sat together in the library, discussing new identities. All kept
their first initial the same, and switched surnames. They finally decided
on the following names:
Seifer: Salvador Kinneas
Quistis: Quinlan Almasy
Selphie: Saffron Heartilly
Irvine: Ian Trepe
Squall: Saxton Tilmitt
Zell: Zane Leonhart
Rinoa: Risa Dincht
That settled, they all decided on outfits for everyone:
Seifer: In a word, preppy. Hair dyed black, green short sleeve button-down shirt, white tank underneath, cargo shorts, and sneakers.
Quistis: Baggy jeans, tight red shirt that exposed her midriff, revealing a (fake) bellybutton piercing, triple pierced ears, sneakers, and a brown wig, in a bun.
Selphie: Red bellbottom pants, black boots, black tank top, and hair up in two high buns (one on each side—like Sailor Moon ^^)
Irvine: Hair let out (he refused to wear a wig or get it cut), glasses with tape and everything, pocket protector, red suspenders, brown loafers, and Urkel-style highwaters, complete with white socks.
Squall: Hair dyed blonde, jeans, sneakers, and t-shirt.
Zell: Hair messed-up, leather pants and jacket, combat boots, and chains. (A/N: I can imagine him wearing this--^--,^ Me drooling)
Rinoa: Jeans, sporty sneakers, pink halter, hair up in a ponytail.
After they finally determined everything, they set off to Balamb with their disguises in a big bag. As they filed into the cars, Irvine complained, "Why am I such a geek? Why can't I be cool like Zell?" Selphie giggled and said, "We had to cover up your handsome exterior. You're known worldwide for your awesome looks, so we really had to disguise you!" He bought the story, ran a hand through his hair and said, "Yeah, I guess I AM pretty hot…" Selphie rolled her eyes and thought, 'Yeah right. I just told him that to shut him up!'
~*~
They all ran to the Balamb Train Station. The next train to Timber was to leave in two minutes. Zell lagged behind; he was carrying the immense load of disguises. "H-Hey guys? A little help?" he panted. Seifer grabbed the bag and said, "Sure, Wheezy." They paid for their tickets and boarded the train.
As they approached their stop, they donned their costumes and prepared to get off. Seifer couldn't resist the temptation to flick Quistis' bellybutton ring. She giggled and said, "Hey, I'm ticklish!" He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at her. "We'll see just how ticklish you are later on!" Squall looked over and said, "Knock it off. I don't want to know about you love lives, so keep it to yourselves." Seifer said, "Oh really? How's THIS?" as he pulled Quistis into a long kiss. He dipped her toward the floor, and her wig fell to the floor. She blushed as she grabbed her wig to put it back on, and the train stopped. "Remember your names. We'll split up and look for the thief. We'll meet at the Timber Maniacs building at 8:00 tonight. If you find him, apprehend him and notify me. Let's move out."
~*~
By noon, Quistis was getting frustrated. She had run into everyone at least twice; she had to defend Irvine about 5 times from muggers. Nobody had any success yet. She sat in the pub with a Bloody Mary, talking to the drunks for information. Her work finally paid off. The bartender knew the thief; he frequented the bar often. When she asked him for more information, he wouldn't tell her. She gave up hope and got up to leave. She turned around in her barstool, and bumped her nose right into a man's chest.
"Ow! I'm so sorry!" she apologized as she looked up to the man's face. He was very attractive, with black hair, almond eyes, clear fair skin, and a white smile. She looked closer, and immediately recognized him. He was the thief! Or at least, it looked a whole lot like the picture. The man laughed and said, "No harm done. You OK?" She nodded her head. He said, "I haven't seen you here before, I'm Kyle." He extended his hand to her, and she took it. "I'm Quinlan." He grinned and asked, "Can I buy you a drink?"
She shook her head and said, "No, I was just leaving. Nice to have met you, Kyle." She turned to leave, and she definitely felt his eyes following her out the door. Then she broke into a run, to alert Squall and the others.
Kyle sat at the bar, holding a Scotch. He muttered to himself, "Quinlan, eh? You'll be mine by Saturday" as he downed his drink on one swift gulp.
~*~
Quistis was getting frustrated. 'Where is everyone? Right when I need them, I can't find them!' She looked over her shoulder while she was running. Suddenly, she slammed right into Squall. About 30 dreamy-eyed girls were following him, asking for his digits. She whispered in his ear, "I found what we're looking for." He asked with an urgent tone, "Where?" She replied, "the pub." He thought for a moment, and said, "I'll check it out, and you notify everyone else. We'll meet outside the pub." She nodded and ran off again, and was nearly trampled by Squall's entourage.
~*~
Within ten minutes, she had found everyone, and they stood outside, chatting. Squall had gone in, and they awaited his return. "You sure you saw him?" asked Selphie. "Maybe you mistook him for someone else…" Quistis shook her head. I'm sure it was him. He introduced himself as Kyle, and we briefly talked. He matched the picture exactly."
Zell said, "You TALKED to him? I'm surprised he didn't attack you!" She replied, "It's not like I had a choice. I bumped into him—literally—and he started the conversation." Seifer stepped in and said, "He better not be getting TOO friendly" while cracking his knuckles menacingly. Just then, Squall came out. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sorry. Couldn't find him." They all groaned. "Back to square one" Selphie said. They split up and kept their search on. Before she left, Squall told Quistis one thing: "Now we know for a fact that Kyle is here. Do all you can to keep him here, if you see him again."
~*~
An hour later she was beginning to lose hope. She had been in every building at least twice, the pub five times. She walked down the street, lost in thought, when a man came up behind her. He called, "Quinlan!" She turned and came face-to-face with Kyle! He had a smirk on his face; 'Almost like Seifer' she thought. He said, "How are ya? Good to see you again!" he said with a smile. "You ran off before I got to compliment you. I really dig your piercings. Where'd you get 'em?"
Quistis' heart was beating fast. She needed to stand and keep him talking; eventually, she hoped that one of the others would come by. She couldn't arrest him on her own; she didn't want to risk being overtaken, beaten, or possibly raped. She couldn't tell around this guy. "Oh, I got these done in Balamb" she lied. Kyle thought and said, "I'll have to go later on. Maybe I'll pierce my tongue…" Quistis gave a fake smile and said, "Sounds pretty wicked."
Kyle moved closer to her and said, "So, are you from around here? Nobody as good lookin' as you 'round here" he said. She let out a nervous chuckle and said, "Thanks. I'm from Deling City. But, um, I really need to go. I'm late for a meeting! See ya!" and she ran off. He raised an eyebrow and licked his lips. His brown eyes sparkled in the light, and he ducked into an alley.
Seifer: Salvador Kinneas
Quistis: Quinlan Almasy
Selphie: Saffron Heartilly
Irvine: Ian Trepe
Squall: Saxton Tilmitt
Zell: Zane Leonhart
Rinoa: Risa Dincht
That settled, they all decided on outfits for everyone:
Seifer: In a word, preppy. Hair dyed black, green short sleeve button-down shirt, white tank underneath, cargo shorts, and sneakers.
Quistis: Baggy jeans, tight red shirt that exposed her midriff, revealing a (fake) bellybutton piercing, triple pierced ears, sneakers, and a brown wig, in a bun.
Selphie: Red bellbottom pants, black boots, black tank top, and hair up in two high buns (one on each side—like Sailor Moon ^^)
Irvine: Hair let out (he refused to wear a wig or get it cut), glasses with tape and everything, pocket protector, red suspenders, brown loafers, and Urkel-style highwaters, complete with white socks.
Squall: Hair dyed blonde, jeans, sneakers, and t-shirt.
Zell: Hair messed-up, leather pants and jacket, combat boots, and chains. (A/N: I can imagine him wearing this--^--,^ Me drooling)
Rinoa: Jeans, sporty sneakers, pink halter, hair up in a ponytail.
After they finally determined everything, they set off to Balamb with their disguises in a big bag. As they filed into the cars, Irvine complained, "Why am I such a geek? Why can't I be cool like Zell?" Selphie giggled and said, "We had to cover up your handsome exterior. You're known worldwide for your awesome looks, so we really had to disguise you!" He bought the story, ran a hand through his hair and said, "Yeah, I guess I AM pretty hot…" Selphie rolled her eyes and thought, 'Yeah right. I just told him that to shut him up!'
~*~
They all ran to the Balamb Train Station. The next train to Timber was to leave in two minutes. Zell lagged behind; he was carrying the immense load of disguises. "H-Hey guys? A little help?" he panted. Seifer grabbed the bag and said, "Sure, Wheezy." They paid for their tickets and boarded the train.
As they approached their stop, they donned their costumes and prepared to get off. Seifer couldn't resist the temptation to flick Quistis' bellybutton ring. She giggled and said, "Hey, I'm ticklish!" He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at her. "We'll see just how ticklish you are later on!" Squall looked over and said, "Knock it off. I don't want to know about you love lives, so keep it to yourselves." Seifer said, "Oh really? How's THIS?" as he pulled Quistis into a long kiss. He dipped her toward the floor, and her wig fell to the floor. She blushed as she grabbed her wig to put it back on, and the train stopped. "Remember your names. We'll split up and look for the thief. We'll meet at the Timber Maniacs building at 8:00 tonight. If you find him, apprehend him and notify me. Let's move out."
~*~
By noon, Quistis was getting frustrated. She had run into everyone at least twice; she had to defend Irvine about 5 times from muggers. Nobody had any success yet. She sat in the pub with a Bloody Mary, talking to the drunks for information. Her work finally paid off. The bartender knew the thief; he frequented the bar often. When she asked him for more information, he wouldn't tell her. She gave up hope and got up to leave. She turned around in her barstool, and bumped her nose right into a man's chest.
"Ow! I'm so sorry!" she apologized as she looked up to the man's face. He was very attractive, with black hair, almond eyes, clear fair skin, and a white smile. She looked closer, and immediately recognized him. He was the thief! Or at least, it looked a whole lot like the picture. The man laughed and said, "No harm done. You OK?" She nodded her head. He said, "I haven't seen you here before, I'm Kyle." He extended his hand to her, and she took it. "I'm Quinlan." He grinned and asked, "Can I buy you a drink?"
She shook her head and said, "No, I was just leaving. Nice to have met you, Kyle." She turned to leave, and she definitely felt his eyes following her out the door. Then she broke into a run, to alert Squall and the others.
Kyle sat at the bar, holding a Scotch. He muttered to himself, "Quinlan, eh? You'll be mine by Saturday" as he downed his drink on one swift gulp.
~*~
Quistis was getting frustrated. 'Where is everyone? Right when I need them, I can't find them!' She looked over her shoulder while she was running. Suddenly, she slammed right into Squall. About 30 dreamy-eyed girls were following him, asking for his digits. She whispered in his ear, "I found what we're looking for." He asked with an urgent tone, "Where?" She replied, "the pub." He thought for a moment, and said, "I'll check it out, and you notify everyone else. We'll meet outside the pub." She nodded and ran off again, and was nearly trampled by Squall's entourage.
~*~
Within ten minutes, she had found everyone, and they stood outside, chatting. Squall had gone in, and they awaited his return. "You sure you saw him?" asked Selphie. "Maybe you mistook him for someone else…" Quistis shook her head. I'm sure it was him. He introduced himself as Kyle, and we briefly talked. He matched the picture exactly."
Zell said, "You TALKED to him? I'm surprised he didn't attack you!" She replied, "It's not like I had a choice. I bumped into him—literally—and he started the conversation." Seifer stepped in and said, "He better not be getting TOO friendly" while cracking his knuckles menacingly. Just then, Squall came out. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sorry. Couldn't find him." They all groaned. "Back to square one" Selphie said. They split up and kept their search on. Before she left, Squall told Quistis one thing: "Now we know for a fact that Kyle is here. Do all you can to keep him here, if you see him again."
~*~
An hour later she was beginning to lose hope. She had been in every building at least twice, the pub five times. She walked down the street, lost in thought, when a man came up behind her. He called, "Quinlan!" She turned and came face-to-face with Kyle! He had a smirk on his face; 'Almost like Seifer' she thought. He said, "How are ya? Good to see you again!" he said with a smile. "You ran off before I got to compliment you. I really dig your piercings. Where'd you get 'em?"
Quistis' heart was beating fast. She needed to stand and keep him talking; eventually, she hoped that one of the others would come by. She couldn't arrest him on her own; she didn't want to risk being overtaken, beaten, or possibly raped. She couldn't tell around this guy. "Oh, I got these done in Balamb" she lied. Kyle thought and said, "I'll have to go later on. Maybe I'll pierce my tongue…" Quistis gave a fake smile and said, "Sounds pretty wicked."
Kyle moved closer to her and said, "So, are you from around here? Nobody as good lookin' as you 'round here" he said. She let out a nervous chuckle and said, "Thanks. I'm from Deling City. But, um, I really need to go. I'm late for a meeting! See ya!" and she ran off. He raised an eyebrow and licked his lips. His brown eyes sparkled in the light, and he ducked into an alley.