aznchika: Well, here's chapter two... I hope this is coming along
alright... though the reviews aren't!!! *tear* *tear* Oh well...
*sniffles* I guess not many people's reading this...
"Welcome! I am Schala. I will be guiding you through this mission. Tonight, you shall all rest in the Chicobo Hotel." She turned around and pointed at the big building labelled 'Chicobo Hotel'. "Your bags shall be brought up there for you. You're rooms are on floor 4f. Two to a room. The doors shall be unlock and two pairs of keys shall be inside the room. Tomorrow, you shall meet Miss Racaenni Evan'ture, where she will give you our mission briefing. If you have any questions," She looked at Jolith strangely as if he were a curse. "I shall provide you as much information as I can. I hope you shall enjoy your stay here." She then motioned for the bellhops to bring in the luggage.
'Oh hyne. I sound like a tourist guide.' She thought to herself and shook her head in disbelief.
"Hey, Where can I find the bar?" Victoria asked all of a sudden. She received several strange glances, one especially from tour guide Barbie herself, Stash, or Schala. Whatever. "I'm going to be thirsty!" She crossed her fingers that they didn't card here... or that one of these teammates were helpful in the age department. Schala decided to ignore that comment.
"I'm sure you're all exhausted from you're trip. I'll see you tomorrow." With that, Schala walked into the building.
After she finished talking, Celeste had enough time to think on her way up to her room, turning her disc man up louder. The trip here was quiet most of the way, everyone anxious and probably wishing to be somewhere other than on this hyne-forsaken mission. She felt the same way, and wished that she didn't let her brother borrow her guitar. Not because she didn't trust him or anything, but playing it made her relax. The elevator dinged, and the doors opened to the fourth floor. Picking up her duffle bag from the ground, she walked out and went to find her room.
* * *
Victoria landed a spot in her room rather quickly. Almost extremely anxious to meet her roommate. Almost as anxious as she was to get to the bar. She hadn't been drunk in a while, and drinking felt good. Especially good when she wasn't paying for it. So she grabbed a room... any room and walked in, hoping to see someone else occupying the room. Fortunately, there was someone else. The brunette was sitting on her twin-sized bed, doing nothing much that appeared to Victoria's eyes. It was beyond her how anyone could just sit.
Waiting... one of her least favourite things to do. And her least favourite thing about this situation was that she couldn't remember the girl's name... hyne. She hated that feature of the GF's. Memory recollection was horrible. Tori would have said something, anything, if only she knew the girl's name. She knew it started with... a G...Ginny...Guinevere... Yea. that was it. Guinevere
"Hey Gwen!" Victoria smiled. Guinevere looked up and nodded at her. As if to say, 'I am aware of your presence.' Victoria frowned. She needed to get out of here. Then the thought occurred to her. The bar!
* * *
Schala walked to the elevator. As she was waiting for the elevator, she began cursing under breath a lot.
"Why did I have to accept this fukkin' mission?! Argh, I swear, if it weren't for that thing we're looking for, I would have NEVER accepted it. Fukk. If all these people are as weird as that Victoria girl, I will die." Suddenly the elevator door slid open. She stepped in and pressed to '4f' button.
"Maybe first impressions aren't always the right impression. That Victoria girl could be a sweet lil angel for all I know. But then again, she could be the devil's left hand. I'm thinking too much. I shouldn't judge people before I know them... yes, that's right. That's what I'll do. I won't judge them until I get to know a little more of them." The elevator made a pinging sound and slid open. Schala walked into the corridor and went into the first room on the left. To her surprise, she saw Guinevere already occupying the room.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I walked into the wrong room." Schala quickly walked out of the room and into the third door on the left. "Shit. I probably made a fool of myself. Stupid Evan'ture. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have to stay here and 'watch' these SeeDs." Schala dropped her stuff on the floor and walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
* * *
Razamor and Lyra found Victoria's idea to be a good one, and took a corner booth in the bar. Razamor was fuming over the room arrangements.
"I have Jolith. What the hell?!"
"Jolith is the only other guy." Lyra shrugged, downing her drink in a gulp.
"We're still not allowed to have co-ed rooming arrangements? We're mature teenagers... what are we going to do that's so bad... dammit, I wanted a girl."
"You wanted me..." Lyra said with a sly grin. The drink was clearly already going to her head. She reached over for Razamor's drink, which was only half finished, but he pulled it out of her grasp.
"Who are you rooming with?" he asked, still quite annoyed.
"I've got... um..." she shook her head, trying to clear it. "Oh yeah, I got Celeste."
"Lucky...she's kind of cute." Razamor said with a sigh.
"You think every girl is cute. And like I care if she's cute, I'm *straight*!" Lyra was ready for a brawl.
"One can never tell, you never let guys near you," Razamor smirked. At her glare, he stood and helped her out of her seat. "Drinking on your first night on the mission... I better take you to your room before you get completely smashed."
'I wonder if Celeste is already there...' he wondered along the way.
* * *
Yuki threw her bag onto one of the two beds and sat down. 'I wonder who I'm rooming with' she thought. 'Oh that paper they gave me with my room number had it on there I think.." she said to herself searching through her pockets and bag for the paper before giving up. "Oh well I'll find out soon enough."
* * *
Guinevere had refused to go to the bar with Victoria, even though she had pleaded. She had important hacking work to attend to. That included scouring the information links that were provided by the Galbadian government. After a few hours later, she sighed. She was completely frustrated. She'd wasted an opportunity to 'get to know' her partners in this mission just for little more information on the assignment. Though she had found none.
The door suddenly swung open, and there stood Victoria, obviously drunk, leaning on Jolith's arm as he helped her walk. Guinevere slammed down the lid of her laptop, and walked over to Jolith, taking Victoria's other arm.
"How long has she been like this?" Guinevere asked Jolith, who only shrugged.
"I don't know... seems like she gets drunk fairly easily." Jolith replied.
Jolith helped Victoria onto her bed and shook his head in disgust. "Did you know half the SeeDs on this mission are down there, at the bar?" he asked, almost rhetorically. "I just hope they have a better tolerance for alcohol than she does." he said as he gestured to a totally plastered Victoria. After helping Victoria, Jolith left the Chicobo Hotel, only to find himself, 15 minutes later, walking in the familiar streets of Galbadia. Sure, he was glad to be on his first real mission, and he knew he'd have to visit Galbadia again eventually, but... Jolith stopped short in front of his old house he had lived in with his father before leaving for Balamb Garden. Shaking his head - - almost angry at himself for going there unconsciously - - Jolith spun around and walked back the way he came.
He had gone to Balamb to get *away* from that place, so why would he go back? Jolith started back toward the Chicobo Hotel, intent on turning in for the night.
* * *
Celeste sat cross-legged on her bed, flipping through a magazine. Victoria made a quick appearance, asking if she wanted to go to the bar with a few of them, but she declined, not in the mood for a drink. Just a few minutes after that, she saw see Jolith dragging Victoria to her room, who was passed out cold.
'Oh dear, what have I gotten myself into? If I'm not killed, I'll surely go insane by the end of this mission.' Telling herself to lighten up, she flipped to the next page of her magazine.
* * *
"BRRRRRRING! BRRRRRRRING!" rang Jolith's alarm early the next morning. Groaning and turning around, he sat up and turned off the annoyingly loud alarm clock. Blinking and rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes, Jolith yawned drowsily. Where was he...? Oh yeah. Galbadia - - this morning he would be meeting Racaenni Evan'ture for his first real SeeD assignment. Jolith sighed and stretched. He was not a morning person. He could see Razamor in the second bed waking up as well, probably from his alarm clock. "Dibs on the first shower." Jolith slurred sleepily as he started toward the bathroom.
* * *
Schala got up from her bed after she read the large red numbers on the bed stand. 6:30. She stretched her arms and yawned. She looked at her roommate, Yuki, who was still asleep. Hastily, Schala walked into the bathroom and stepped into the shower, throwing her clothes to the floor.
After her scalding hot shower, She put on a dark blue dress. The dress was sleeveless and reached to her ankles. The back her skin but stopped slightly above her waist and had a little angel halo with wings there. Next she blow dried her hair and put it into another unusual hairstyle. Today it formed a butterfly with a hair-stick in the middle to form its body, and to hold the hair up.
When she finished getting ready, she left room, but glancing at the clock first. 8:30. She quietly closed the door, making sure she wouldn't wake up Yuki. Next she entered the elevator, where she went straight to the little restaurant in the hotel. She was surprised to see Jolith already there.
"Good morning Jolith. Hope you slept well. Ready for the mission today?" She took a seat at his table, sitting right across from him.
Jolith looked up from his coffee at the table, and the uneaten apple lying next to it. She was... sitting with him? Surprising. He took a sip of his coffee, his face showing none of his surprise. He sighed. She'd learn how bad he was at conversation and all that social shit in time.
"Slept fine," he said offhandedly, an edge to his voice. "And I'm as ready as I'm ever gonna be..." he said, more than a bit surprised to find some of the nervousness he felt being portrayed in his voice. With that, he stood up and flipped his apple simply into the air and caught it again. A nervous habit. Abandoning his coffee, Jolith walked to the lobby and took a bite of his apple. 'Idle chit chat... bah, who needs it? I'll just wait in the lobby for everyone to come down.' He thought.
Schala looked back at Jolith who just suddenly left.
"Fukk! I was just trying to talk to him. What the hell is his problem?! Does he think I'm a monster or something?!" She muttered under her breath angrily as she went over to the concession to order an iced cappuccino. After she returned to her table and continued mumbling to herself.
"I'm gonna give that guy a piece of my mind later. Fukk!" She continued to curse under her breath. She decided to stop mumbling when she began to notice other guests started look at her strangely. 'What the hell are you looking at?' She thought as she glared at one of the people staring at her. Then she began cursing at Jolith in her head for making her so angry in the morning.
* * *
Guinevere was suddenly awoken by Victoria.
"Get up" She hissed into Guinevere's ear.
Guinevere struggled to get up, and propped herself up on her hand.
"What is it, Tori?" Guinevere asked.
"You're going to be late for the mission briefing!" Victoria then jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom.
"Argh..... Damn! This hangover..." Victoria muttered, placing a hand on her forehead. "I had too much to drink last night."
Meanwhile, Guinevere wrapped a large dressing gown around herself as she took some clothes out of her bag. When Victoria came out of the washroom, fully dressed, Gwen walked into the bathroom. She emerged, fully dressed three minutes later, towelling her hair dry.
"Let's go..." Guinevere said, only to notice her roommate already gone. She sighed slightly and exited her room.
* * *
Celeste slowly opened her eyes when a loud buzz came from beside her. Lazily reaching her hand over to the alarm clock, she went to press the snooze button, only not to find one. Sitting upright, she picked up the clock, looking all over it for a snooze button. Still not finding it, she sighed then got out of bed. She took a quick shower, and dressed into her usual attire. When she finished getting ready, she went downstairs to the small restaurant.
"G'morning! May I help you?" The lady behind the counter asked cheerfully.
"Uh... I would like a grande double shot iced mocha with non-fat whip creme and substitute the milk with soy milk please." The lady nodded, jotting down her order. Quickly making the coffee drink, she turned back and handed it to Celeste, who handed her some gil. Thanking the lady, Celeste went to find a table.
* * *
To say that Guinevere was bored was an understatement. She was as bored as the figurative Lady of Shallot, locked high in the tower in Camelot.
"Does anyone know how long they're gonna keep us waiting," Jolith grumbled, arms folded, leaning against the wall in a very Squall-esque pose.
"I don't know." Guinevere heard herself saying.
"Damn..." Jolith muttered, still in his position.
After downing some Advil, Victoria was back on the top of the morning. They were all sitting around in the lobby, doing next to nothing. Just waiting. And then Schala came down, ready to tell them exactly what they would be doing.
Schala stood in front of the group, feeling slightly uneasy, but she didn't show it. Clearing her throat, she began speaking.
"As you all already know, Miss Evan'ture is supposed to be briefing this mission, apparently, she had an urgent call this morning and is at Dollet right now. So I will brief our mission." She scanned the area to make sure all the SeeDs were present. When she saw Jolith, she glared at him for a brief moment and began cursing at him in her head... again.
"Approximately three nights ago, Galbadia was robbed. I'm sure you all know about this..." She looked at the SeeDs as they shook their heads 'no'. "Anyway, along with many missing furniture and study supplies - - which can be replaced - - we also lost our most valuable possession. The Grungir. It doesn't have much value, but it is fairly important to Galbadia, as it is somewhat, like the foundation of Galbadia." Schala swore at herself under her breath about how lame her little speech sounded.
"As for the Grungir, we have very little clues about its whereabouts. BUT... we believe that a man in Deling City may have the answer to its whereabouts. We believe, he was the one stealing it for some unknown person." She turned her head to face Gwen. "Miss Guinevere, I want to find out who this man is. He is believed to be in his mid 40's, has a missing arm, and a broken leg." Then she turned to face the whole group again.
"We will be heading to Deling in about half an hour. We will be proceeding on a train, and are undercover. Once we get to Deling, we'll split up in groups of 2 or 3. You will all bring your luggage, so it is recommended that you pack light. Now, is there any questions?"
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aznchika: Well here is chapter 2!! ^.^ I hope this is okay... I'll try to get the next chapter up soon... but I can't make any promises! And since I'll probably forget to ask this later... any specific pairings you want to see? I know there are only two guys... . But, I'd like to see which pairings most people would like to see... although... we've - - the RP people, mention in chapter 00 - - already have the pairings... I'll probably ask this question again later... . If I remember... lol... anyway, please review! It helps me A LOT when there's reviews...
also...
Do you like Seiftis/Quiefers? If you do, please read my other fic, Wanted Love, Unwanted Person. It is *almost* complete!
"Welcome! I am Schala. I will be guiding you through this mission. Tonight, you shall all rest in the Chicobo Hotel." She turned around and pointed at the big building labelled 'Chicobo Hotel'. "Your bags shall be brought up there for you. You're rooms are on floor 4f. Two to a room. The doors shall be unlock and two pairs of keys shall be inside the room. Tomorrow, you shall meet Miss Racaenni Evan'ture, where she will give you our mission briefing. If you have any questions," She looked at Jolith strangely as if he were a curse. "I shall provide you as much information as I can. I hope you shall enjoy your stay here." She then motioned for the bellhops to bring in the luggage.
'Oh hyne. I sound like a tourist guide.' She thought to herself and shook her head in disbelief.
"Hey, Where can I find the bar?" Victoria asked all of a sudden. She received several strange glances, one especially from tour guide Barbie herself, Stash, or Schala. Whatever. "I'm going to be thirsty!" She crossed her fingers that they didn't card here... or that one of these teammates were helpful in the age department. Schala decided to ignore that comment.
"I'm sure you're all exhausted from you're trip. I'll see you tomorrow." With that, Schala walked into the building.
After she finished talking, Celeste had enough time to think on her way up to her room, turning her disc man up louder. The trip here was quiet most of the way, everyone anxious and probably wishing to be somewhere other than on this hyne-forsaken mission. She felt the same way, and wished that she didn't let her brother borrow her guitar. Not because she didn't trust him or anything, but playing it made her relax. The elevator dinged, and the doors opened to the fourth floor. Picking up her duffle bag from the ground, she walked out and went to find her room.
* * *
Victoria landed a spot in her room rather quickly. Almost extremely anxious to meet her roommate. Almost as anxious as she was to get to the bar. She hadn't been drunk in a while, and drinking felt good. Especially good when she wasn't paying for it. So she grabbed a room... any room and walked in, hoping to see someone else occupying the room. Fortunately, there was someone else. The brunette was sitting on her twin-sized bed, doing nothing much that appeared to Victoria's eyes. It was beyond her how anyone could just sit.
Waiting... one of her least favourite things to do. And her least favourite thing about this situation was that she couldn't remember the girl's name... hyne. She hated that feature of the GF's. Memory recollection was horrible. Tori would have said something, anything, if only she knew the girl's name. She knew it started with... a G...Ginny...Guinevere... Yea. that was it. Guinevere
"Hey Gwen!" Victoria smiled. Guinevere looked up and nodded at her. As if to say, 'I am aware of your presence.' Victoria frowned. She needed to get out of here. Then the thought occurred to her. The bar!
* * *
Schala walked to the elevator. As she was waiting for the elevator, she began cursing under breath a lot.
"Why did I have to accept this fukkin' mission?! Argh, I swear, if it weren't for that thing we're looking for, I would have NEVER accepted it. Fukk. If all these people are as weird as that Victoria girl, I will die." Suddenly the elevator door slid open. She stepped in and pressed to '4f' button.
"Maybe first impressions aren't always the right impression. That Victoria girl could be a sweet lil angel for all I know. But then again, she could be the devil's left hand. I'm thinking too much. I shouldn't judge people before I know them... yes, that's right. That's what I'll do. I won't judge them until I get to know a little more of them." The elevator made a pinging sound and slid open. Schala walked into the corridor and went into the first room on the left. To her surprise, she saw Guinevere already occupying the room.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I walked into the wrong room." Schala quickly walked out of the room and into the third door on the left. "Shit. I probably made a fool of myself. Stupid Evan'ture. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have to stay here and 'watch' these SeeDs." Schala dropped her stuff on the floor and walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
* * *
Razamor and Lyra found Victoria's idea to be a good one, and took a corner booth in the bar. Razamor was fuming over the room arrangements.
"I have Jolith. What the hell?!"
"Jolith is the only other guy." Lyra shrugged, downing her drink in a gulp.
"We're still not allowed to have co-ed rooming arrangements? We're mature teenagers... what are we going to do that's so bad... dammit, I wanted a girl."
"You wanted me..." Lyra said with a sly grin. The drink was clearly already going to her head. She reached over for Razamor's drink, which was only half finished, but he pulled it out of her grasp.
"Who are you rooming with?" he asked, still quite annoyed.
"I've got... um..." she shook her head, trying to clear it. "Oh yeah, I got Celeste."
"Lucky...she's kind of cute." Razamor said with a sigh.
"You think every girl is cute. And like I care if she's cute, I'm *straight*!" Lyra was ready for a brawl.
"One can never tell, you never let guys near you," Razamor smirked. At her glare, he stood and helped her out of her seat. "Drinking on your first night on the mission... I better take you to your room before you get completely smashed."
'I wonder if Celeste is already there...' he wondered along the way.
* * *
Yuki threw her bag onto one of the two beds and sat down. 'I wonder who I'm rooming with' she thought. 'Oh that paper they gave me with my room number had it on there I think.." she said to herself searching through her pockets and bag for the paper before giving up. "Oh well I'll find out soon enough."
* * *
Guinevere had refused to go to the bar with Victoria, even though she had pleaded. She had important hacking work to attend to. That included scouring the information links that were provided by the Galbadian government. After a few hours later, she sighed. She was completely frustrated. She'd wasted an opportunity to 'get to know' her partners in this mission just for little more information on the assignment. Though she had found none.
The door suddenly swung open, and there stood Victoria, obviously drunk, leaning on Jolith's arm as he helped her walk. Guinevere slammed down the lid of her laptop, and walked over to Jolith, taking Victoria's other arm.
"How long has she been like this?" Guinevere asked Jolith, who only shrugged.
"I don't know... seems like she gets drunk fairly easily." Jolith replied.
Jolith helped Victoria onto her bed and shook his head in disgust. "Did you know half the SeeDs on this mission are down there, at the bar?" he asked, almost rhetorically. "I just hope they have a better tolerance for alcohol than she does." he said as he gestured to a totally plastered Victoria. After helping Victoria, Jolith left the Chicobo Hotel, only to find himself, 15 minutes later, walking in the familiar streets of Galbadia. Sure, he was glad to be on his first real mission, and he knew he'd have to visit Galbadia again eventually, but... Jolith stopped short in front of his old house he had lived in with his father before leaving for Balamb Garden. Shaking his head - - almost angry at himself for going there unconsciously - - Jolith spun around and walked back the way he came.
He had gone to Balamb to get *away* from that place, so why would he go back? Jolith started back toward the Chicobo Hotel, intent on turning in for the night.
* * *
Celeste sat cross-legged on her bed, flipping through a magazine. Victoria made a quick appearance, asking if she wanted to go to the bar with a few of them, but she declined, not in the mood for a drink. Just a few minutes after that, she saw see Jolith dragging Victoria to her room, who was passed out cold.
'Oh dear, what have I gotten myself into? If I'm not killed, I'll surely go insane by the end of this mission.' Telling herself to lighten up, she flipped to the next page of her magazine.
* * *
"BRRRRRRING! BRRRRRRRING!" rang Jolith's alarm early the next morning. Groaning and turning around, he sat up and turned off the annoyingly loud alarm clock. Blinking and rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes, Jolith yawned drowsily. Where was he...? Oh yeah. Galbadia - - this morning he would be meeting Racaenni Evan'ture for his first real SeeD assignment. Jolith sighed and stretched. He was not a morning person. He could see Razamor in the second bed waking up as well, probably from his alarm clock. "Dibs on the first shower." Jolith slurred sleepily as he started toward the bathroom.
* * *
Schala got up from her bed after she read the large red numbers on the bed stand. 6:30. She stretched her arms and yawned. She looked at her roommate, Yuki, who was still asleep. Hastily, Schala walked into the bathroom and stepped into the shower, throwing her clothes to the floor.
After her scalding hot shower, She put on a dark blue dress. The dress was sleeveless and reached to her ankles. The back her skin but stopped slightly above her waist and had a little angel halo with wings there. Next she blow dried her hair and put it into another unusual hairstyle. Today it formed a butterfly with a hair-stick in the middle to form its body, and to hold the hair up.
When she finished getting ready, she left room, but glancing at the clock first. 8:30. She quietly closed the door, making sure she wouldn't wake up Yuki. Next she entered the elevator, where she went straight to the little restaurant in the hotel. She was surprised to see Jolith already there.
"Good morning Jolith. Hope you slept well. Ready for the mission today?" She took a seat at his table, sitting right across from him.
Jolith looked up from his coffee at the table, and the uneaten apple lying next to it. She was... sitting with him? Surprising. He took a sip of his coffee, his face showing none of his surprise. He sighed. She'd learn how bad he was at conversation and all that social shit in time.
"Slept fine," he said offhandedly, an edge to his voice. "And I'm as ready as I'm ever gonna be..." he said, more than a bit surprised to find some of the nervousness he felt being portrayed in his voice. With that, he stood up and flipped his apple simply into the air and caught it again. A nervous habit. Abandoning his coffee, Jolith walked to the lobby and took a bite of his apple. 'Idle chit chat... bah, who needs it? I'll just wait in the lobby for everyone to come down.' He thought.
Schala looked back at Jolith who just suddenly left.
"Fukk! I was just trying to talk to him. What the hell is his problem?! Does he think I'm a monster or something?!" She muttered under her breath angrily as she went over to the concession to order an iced cappuccino. After she returned to her table and continued mumbling to herself.
"I'm gonna give that guy a piece of my mind later. Fukk!" She continued to curse under her breath. She decided to stop mumbling when she began to notice other guests started look at her strangely. 'What the hell are you looking at?' She thought as she glared at one of the people staring at her. Then she began cursing at Jolith in her head for making her so angry in the morning.
* * *
Guinevere was suddenly awoken by Victoria.
"Get up" She hissed into Guinevere's ear.
Guinevere struggled to get up, and propped herself up on her hand.
"What is it, Tori?" Guinevere asked.
"You're going to be late for the mission briefing!" Victoria then jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom.
"Argh..... Damn! This hangover..." Victoria muttered, placing a hand on her forehead. "I had too much to drink last night."
Meanwhile, Guinevere wrapped a large dressing gown around herself as she took some clothes out of her bag. When Victoria came out of the washroom, fully dressed, Gwen walked into the bathroom. She emerged, fully dressed three minutes later, towelling her hair dry.
"Let's go..." Guinevere said, only to notice her roommate already gone. She sighed slightly and exited her room.
* * *
Celeste slowly opened her eyes when a loud buzz came from beside her. Lazily reaching her hand over to the alarm clock, she went to press the snooze button, only not to find one. Sitting upright, she picked up the clock, looking all over it for a snooze button. Still not finding it, she sighed then got out of bed. She took a quick shower, and dressed into her usual attire. When she finished getting ready, she went downstairs to the small restaurant.
"G'morning! May I help you?" The lady behind the counter asked cheerfully.
"Uh... I would like a grande double shot iced mocha with non-fat whip creme and substitute the milk with soy milk please." The lady nodded, jotting down her order. Quickly making the coffee drink, she turned back and handed it to Celeste, who handed her some gil. Thanking the lady, Celeste went to find a table.
* * *
To say that Guinevere was bored was an understatement. She was as bored as the figurative Lady of Shallot, locked high in the tower in Camelot.
"Does anyone know how long they're gonna keep us waiting," Jolith grumbled, arms folded, leaning against the wall in a very Squall-esque pose.
"I don't know." Guinevere heard herself saying.
"Damn..." Jolith muttered, still in his position.
After downing some Advil, Victoria was back on the top of the morning. They were all sitting around in the lobby, doing next to nothing. Just waiting. And then Schala came down, ready to tell them exactly what they would be doing.
Schala stood in front of the group, feeling slightly uneasy, but she didn't show it. Clearing her throat, she began speaking.
"As you all already know, Miss Evan'ture is supposed to be briefing this mission, apparently, she had an urgent call this morning and is at Dollet right now. So I will brief our mission." She scanned the area to make sure all the SeeDs were present. When she saw Jolith, she glared at him for a brief moment and began cursing at him in her head... again.
"Approximately three nights ago, Galbadia was robbed. I'm sure you all know about this..." She looked at the SeeDs as they shook their heads 'no'. "Anyway, along with many missing furniture and study supplies - - which can be replaced - - we also lost our most valuable possession. The Grungir. It doesn't have much value, but it is fairly important to Galbadia, as it is somewhat, like the foundation of Galbadia." Schala swore at herself under her breath about how lame her little speech sounded.
"As for the Grungir, we have very little clues about its whereabouts. BUT... we believe that a man in Deling City may have the answer to its whereabouts. We believe, he was the one stealing it for some unknown person." She turned her head to face Gwen. "Miss Guinevere, I want to find out who this man is. He is believed to be in his mid 40's, has a missing arm, and a broken leg." Then she turned to face the whole group again.
"We will be heading to Deling in about half an hour. We will be proceeding on a train, and are undercover. Once we get to Deling, we'll split up in groups of 2 or 3. You will all bring your luggage, so it is recommended that you pack light. Now, is there any questions?"
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aznchika: Well here is chapter 2!! ^.^ I hope this is okay... I'll try to get the next chapter up soon... but I can't make any promises! And since I'll probably forget to ask this later... any specific pairings you want to see? I know there are only two guys... . But, I'd like to see which pairings most people would like to see... although... we've - - the RP people, mention in chapter 00 - - already have the pairings... I'll probably ask this question again later... . If I remember... lol... anyway, please review! It helps me A LOT when there's reviews...
also...
Do you like Seiftis/Quiefers? If you do, please read my other fic, Wanted Love, Unwanted Person. It is *almost* complete!