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Space.
Space was like hell to me.
I really hate space, I do. It's so dark. . .and big. . .and. . . .it reminds me of Rinoa.
I sigh deeply as the medical crew in Esthar put the three of us in 'cold sleep'.
. . . .And then the dreams and floating thoughts start.
I don't know why they call in 'cold sleep' because it doesn't knock you out cold. You just think about stuff like old memories or cleaning your room. You might have a dream. I didn't have one last time, so I doubt I'll have one now.
I bet Zell will dream.
Heh. Zell.
He was having a fucking fit when they were putting the case over him to put him into 'cold sleep'. It scared him really. He can't stand not knowing what is going on. He liked to be right in the middle of everything.
That's Zell for ya. Seifer kept telling him everything would be alright, but of course the blond punk wouldn't listen.
How did Seifer know what 'cold sleep' was like?
I'll ask him when we get into space.
Oh yeah, let me tell you how we are going to capture the satellite and get on it. First we are going to land at a space station housing complex that Esthar has developed, then we hop onto a shuttle, find the satellite by radar, grab it and hop on.
Sound simple?
I only wish it were.
I just hope the damn thing doesn't have any monsters on it, like the Propagators on the Ragnarok. That was one fucked up deal. Try finding them suckers on your own with Rinoa.
I abruptly feel a jolt through my body and I become light-headed. I open my eyes and sit up. Coming out if this 'cold sleep' is different from the last one. You don't float around or anything, you're still laying in the pod you were in when you were shot into space, but the lid is opened and you are in a room that looks like a small storage room.
I hop out of my pod and slowing walk over to Seifer's. His is in the middle and mines is to the right of his.
The pods are on a convattor belt type of thing that leads of a huge, closed door. A tube is sticking into each of the pods from the top.
Seifer is still asleep, his arms crossed over his chest, Hyperion strapped to his side.
"I dun wanna do dat again..."
I hear someone say sluggishly from the pod on the other side of Seifer.
Zell sits up and rolls out of the pod, landing on the hard floor with a 'thud'. He crawls over to me on hands and knees, breathing rather erratically.
"I...I hate you....Squall...." He says through gulps of air, then he reaches up and pulls himself up on Seifer's pod, hanging their like a discarded shirt on a chair.
"Ah, you don't mean that Chicken-wuss."
I look at Seifer who is now fully awake and pushing Zell off his pod.
Zell gets up off the floor once more and glares at Seifer, taking deep breaths.
"If you weren't so jumpy when they put you into 'cold sleep' you wouldn't have having such a hard time breathing. You should have relaxed." Seifer says and get out of his cream colored pod.
"I don't like small spaces."
Seifer looks at me. "You ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
He smiles at me. "Ok."
"Hello? What about me? Don't I get a 'how are you?' or 'would you like any help?' I am a person here too!" Zell yells from beside us.
Seifer glances at him, his eyes glistening with humor. "What kind of person?"
Zell tightens his fist and narrows his eyes.
"Can we just please get this over with so we can get back to Earth?" I ask, not really feeling like seeing Zell get the shit kicked out of him by Seifer.
"Wanna get back on the ground?" Seifer asks.
"It ain't like you can't fuck in space." I heard Zell mumble.
I roll my eyes at both of them and we walk over to the automatic doors, where outside we meet a man in a white lab coat.
"Aa, welcome to Esthar Research and Housing Space Station. I hope everything if ok?"
I nod, Seifer yeps, and Zell ask where the bathroom is because he thinks he needs to hurl.
The man in the white lab coat laughs and says the bathroom is two doors to the left.
Zell doesn't even nod, he just bolts to that direction.
"I see Mr. Dincht is a little space sick. We'll wait for him to return then I'll explain everything in detail."
"Um....what is your name?" Seifer asks.
"Oh! Silly me! I totally forgot to say! I'm Dr. Kellemes. Please, call me Dr. K, I hate being formal."
Dr. Kellemes looks like a man that would play Santa Clause at Christmas time, white beard and all. His cheeks are flushed red and his eyes are a deep brown. He has a shiny bold spot on the top of his head, white hair just surrounding the sides.
Zell comes wobbling back to us, his complexion an light olive green color. He is holding his stomach and gulping.
Dr. Kellemes raises his bushy eyebrows at Zell's appearance. "Maybe you all should get some rest first. That satellite isn't going anywhere. We'll have some bring the poor fellow some medicine."
With that, he lead us to some dorms in the research area.
Zell couldn't make it all the way, so Seifer gave him a piggy back ride.
I almost laughed when he asked Zell if he needed one.
"What? The dude is obviously not able to handle his weaknesses." Seifer grinned at me as Zell climbed onto his back.
"I'll get you....for zat....when I get better." The smaller blond mumbled at Seifer as we walked down the corridor to the room.
"And here we are. This room has three beds, so, get some rest and just come down to Lab 3. Sleep tight boys." Dr. Kellemes walked off.
Seifer carried sick Zell into the room and I closed the door behind us. He laid Zell down on the bed right across from the bathroom, just in case he needed. The shorter boy fell asleep right away. Seifer then turned his attention to me.
"We need to get some sleep. Come on." He put his hand out to me and led us to the bed closest to the door. There was a bed in between Zell's bed and ours.
I lay with my back from Seifer and he snuggled against me from behind since the bed was rather small. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. He leaned over, placed a soft kiss my cheek.
"Sleep well." He whispered.
I sighed in contempt. "How could I not?"
I heard him chuckle faintly. "I'm glad."
We said nothing more and feel asleep shortly after that.
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Space.
Space was like hell to me.
I really hate space, I do. It's so dark. . .and big. . .and. . . .it reminds me of Rinoa.
I sigh deeply as the medical crew in Esthar put the three of us in 'cold sleep'.
. . . .And then the dreams and floating thoughts start.
I don't know why they call in 'cold sleep' because it doesn't knock you out cold. You just think about stuff like old memories or cleaning your room. You might have a dream. I didn't have one last time, so I doubt I'll have one now.
I bet Zell will dream.
Heh. Zell.
He was having a fucking fit when they were putting the case over him to put him into 'cold sleep'. It scared him really. He can't stand not knowing what is going on. He liked to be right in the middle of everything.
That's Zell for ya. Seifer kept telling him everything would be alright, but of course the blond punk wouldn't listen.
How did Seifer know what 'cold sleep' was like?
I'll ask him when we get into space.
Oh yeah, let me tell you how we are going to capture the satellite and get on it. First we are going to land at a space station housing complex that Esthar has developed, then we hop onto a shuttle, find the satellite by radar, grab it and hop on.
Sound simple?
I only wish it were.
I just hope the damn thing doesn't have any monsters on it, like the Propagators on the Ragnarok. That was one fucked up deal. Try finding them suckers on your own with Rinoa.
I abruptly feel a jolt through my body and I become light-headed. I open my eyes and sit up. Coming out if this 'cold sleep' is different from the last one. You don't float around or anything, you're still laying in the pod you were in when you were shot into space, but the lid is opened and you are in a room that looks like a small storage room.
I hop out of my pod and slowing walk over to Seifer's. His is in the middle and mines is to the right of his.
The pods are on a convattor belt type of thing that leads of a huge, closed door. A tube is sticking into each of the pods from the top.
Seifer is still asleep, his arms crossed over his chest, Hyperion strapped to his side.
"I dun wanna do dat again..."
I hear someone say sluggishly from the pod on the other side of Seifer.
Zell sits up and rolls out of the pod, landing on the hard floor with a 'thud'. He crawls over to me on hands and knees, breathing rather erratically.
"I...I hate you....Squall...." He says through gulps of air, then he reaches up and pulls himself up on Seifer's pod, hanging their like a discarded shirt on a chair.
"Ah, you don't mean that Chicken-wuss."
I look at Seifer who is now fully awake and pushing Zell off his pod.
Zell gets up off the floor once more and glares at Seifer, taking deep breaths.
"If you weren't so jumpy when they put you into 'cold sleep' you wouldn't have having such a hard time breathing. You should have relaxed." Seifer says and get out of his cream colored pod.
"I don't like small spaces."
Seifer looks at me. "You ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
He smiles at me. "Ok."
"Hello? What about me? Don't I get a 'how are you?' or 'would you like any help?' I am a person here too!" Zell yells from beside us.
Seifer glances at him, his eyes glistening with humor. "What kind of person?"
Zell tightens his fist and narrows his eyes.
"Can we just please get this over with so we can get back to Earth?" I ask, not really feeling like seeing Zell get the shit kicked out of him by Seifer.
"Wanna get back on the ground?" Seifer asks.
"It ain't like you can't fuck in space." I heard Zell mumble.
I roll my eyes at both of them and we walk over to the automatic doors, where outside we meet a man in a white lab coat.
"Aa, welcome to Esthar Research and Housing Space Station. I hope everything if ok?"
I nod, Seifer yeps, and Zell ask where the bathroom is because he thinks he needs to hurl.
The man in the white lab coat laughs and says the bathroom is two doors to the left.
Zell doesn't even nod, he just bolts to that direction.
"I see Mr. Dincht is a little space sick. We'll wait for him to return then I'll explain everything in detail."
"Um....what is your name?" Seifer asks.
"Oh! Silly me! I totally forgot to say! I'm Dr. Kellemes. Please, call me Dr. K, I hate being formal."
Dr. Kellemes looks like a man that would play Santa Clause at Christmas time, white beard and all. His cheeks are flushed red and his eyes are a deep brown. He has a shiny bold spot on the top of his head, white hair just surrounding the sides.
Zell comes wobbling back to us, his complexion an light olive green color. He is holding his stomach and gulping.
Dr. Kellemes raises his bushy eyebrows at Zell's appearance. "Maybe you all should get some rest first. That satellite isn't going anywhere. We'll have some bring the poor fellow some medicine."
With that, he lead us to some dorms in the research area.
Zell couldn't make it all the way, so Seifer gave him a piggy back ride.
I almost laughed when he asked Zell if he needed one.
"What? The dude is obviously not able to handle his weaknesses." Seifer grinned at me as Zell climbed onto his back.
"I'll get you....for zat....when I get better." The smaller blond mumbled at Seifer as we walked down the corridor to the room.
"And here we are. This room has three beds, so, get some rest and just come down to Lab 3. Sleep tight boys." Dr. Kellemes walked off.
Seifer carried sick Zell into the room and I closed the door behind us. He laid Zell down on the bed right across from the bathroom, just in case he needed. The shorter boy fell asleep right away. Seifer then turned his attention to me.
"We need to get some sleep. Come on." He put his hand out to me and led us to the bed closest to the door. There was a bed in between Zell's bed and ours.
I lay with my back from Seifer and he snuggled against me from behind since the bed was rather small. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. He leaned over, placed a soft kiss my cheek.
"Sleep well." He whispered.
I sighed in contempt. "How could I not?"
I heard him chuckle faintly. "I'm glad."
We said nothing more and feel asleep shortly after that.
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