QUISTIS

Quistis Trepe...Instructor Trepe...Lovely woman really. I mean it. She's beautiful...in every way. Maybe I should have dated her instead of Rinoa. Then again, it's against Garden policy for SeeD members or instructors to have any sort of "romantic" relationship with students. Actually, she's not even my type...no dick. That was crude...but oh so true.

I can't really tell if she feels any different about me now than she did before this whole thing started. I know she says that she doesn't blame me, that she forgives me for my mistakes, and that she's glad I came back to give SeeD another try...but I wonder if that's how she really feels. If it isn't...she's a damn good liar.

I've always admired her. Her success, in particular. I remember when we'd first come to Garden. I didn't know her, even though I should have. I remember watching her excel...and getting pissed when she made SeeD at 15. Her...a SeeD...and I was still getting bitched at because my trigger timing was off. I was positively livid when she became an instructor. Hell, she was my age...and I had to take orders from her! I tried to get out of her class...I didn't want to deal with her, but I wasn't allowed. They told me there were no other classes. Bastards. Still can't get away from her.

It was kind of a shock to realize that I had grown up with everyone that was fighting against me. The more I thought about it, the more I remembered, and the more astounded I was to learn that I had forgotten about most of my life. I don't have any "fond" memories of Quistis as a child...I just remember her bossing everyone else around and trying to protect everyone from me. She didn't like me much then and I don't think that's changed much at all.