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Chapter 12
They were trapped in a dimension where time crawled and all actions ceased. Staring with awe, Squall watched her wings unfold and the white feathers float around her. Her wings had grown bigger; spanning at least a long 6 foot each; it was impressive. Together with the rest, Squall watched in a daze like state as Rinoa continued to float higher and higher until all of them had to arch their neck to see her. It was such a beautiful moment even though they could only see her back. Everyone was deathly quiet, even Angelo. Nothing could ruin this beautiful moment. . . until Ragnarok started shooting at Rinoa. Strangely all of them knew that no harm will come to her; she was strong.
Squall watched as Rinoa continued to ascend until she was almost hovering almost 15 foot off the ground. Still in a daze, they watched her dive down wards like a graceful swan. But as soon as Rinoa hit the water, the spell abruptly shattered and Squall heard himself screaming her name in the empty silenced that took over.
"Rinoa!!!" Throwing his gunblade down onto the ground, Squall ran to the edge of the island and jumped into the water. Squall had only one thing in his mind: Rinoa.She must not die. Frantically, he dived in and out of the ocean hoping to catch a glimpse of something in blue. Once or twice, he thought he had found her only to realize that he had found a few more rotting corpses.
Following close behind, Selphie also threw her nunchaku down on the ground and dived into the water together with Zell. Quistis managed to snap out of her shock and knelt by the edge of the island, her eyes wild with panic and worry. Half dazed, Quistis patted Angelo who was going mad, whining and barking at the water. Right beside Quistis, Irvine was cursing at his own inability to swim and peering in to the water, hoping to see one of the swimmers swimming up to the surface with Rinoa.
Selphie was the first one to find Rinoa. Half dragging her and half drowning, Selphie almost did not make it to the surface. Bursting out of the water, she gasped for air and made a desperate wave at Zell who was nearer to her. Zell immediately swam towards Selphie as fast as he could. "Hang on Selph!" He spluttered out the words in between gulps of sea water. Behind him, Zell could make out Irvine voice shouting something that sounded like,"We found her Squall!" and Quistis's, "Over here!" Taking Rinoa from Selphie's arms, Zell swam as fast as he could towards the small island with Selphie following behind him. As soon as he reached the side, Quistis and Irvine dragged Rinoa up. With the last bit of his strength, Zell pulled himself and Selphie up and then the two of them collapsed on the ground, panting and soaked to the bone.
Squall who had pulled himself out of the water a few seconds ago was already beside Rinoa, placing his palm on her abdomen and pushing all the water out her stomach. But there was no response from her. Worriedly, Angelo nudged Rinoa's face repeatedly using her nose while whining softly. Quistis was holding Rinoa's wrist, feeling for her pulse which was there but faint. "Squall, she's not responding, her pulse is weak" Quistis looked frantically at Squall who was now doing the standard CPR on Rinoa but she was still not responding. Irvine stood aside not wishing to be a hindrance and feeling like one.
"We've got to bring her back to the Garden NOW." Squall tone conveyed the urgency of it, Carrying Rinoa at his back, he started towards the Ragnarok, pausing only to pick up his LionHeart on the way. Behind him, the rest trudged along with Quistis supporting Zell and Irvine supporting Selphie. The two divers were tired and most probably need to sleep and have a change of clothes, Quistis noted. But the other half of her mind noticed how strangely protective Squall was of Rinoa. "Even until now, he still cares so much for her." She observed with a pang of sorrow. At that moment, a vision of a bird flying away crossed her mind. "What a fitting analogy" Quistis thought ironically.
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In the Ragnarok, Selphie went straight up to the pilots' seat and knock them cold before asserting the controls. Grimly, she set a straight course for Balamb Garden at the fastest speed possible. In less than a second, Ragnarok dropped its entire disguise as airplane and became what it was in the beginning, a formidable spaceship. Beside her, Irvine helped to tie the pilots up and radioing the Garden asking them to land near Balamb, saying that it was an emergency. Below at the cabin was Zell sitting beside Rinoa looking after her. Everyone was doing something except for Quistis and Squall.
Squall had disappeared to some other part of the Ragnarok and Zell guessed that he was most probably brooding about the recent turn of events. Most probably Quistis too was off somewhere thinking about a LOT of things. Sigh, Zell wondered how someone as capable and awe-inspiring as Squall could be so darn slow in the emotional department. He wondered what would happened if Selphie had not found Rinoa first. "Would Squall live in regret for the rest of his life, knowing that he still loved her? Darn it, he was so close to losing Rinoa!" Shuddering at that horrible thought, Zell remembered Amy and at that moment he missed her so much. Vowing to himself, Zell promised that the next time she comes back from Esthar, he's going to tell the whole world about the relationship and bring her home for Ma to inspect. He was NOT going to be the next Squall. Never.
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Squall lay down on one of the benches scattered around the storage room in the Ragnarok. He felt at home with the numerous amounts of weapons and ammunitions here. It was something familiar to him, as compared to matters of the heart. Frowning, he tried to unknot the emotions and thoughts lurking in his mind. Squall was never very good at dealing with the more personal stuff of life and right now, he was experiencing a gigantic headache.
Again and again, his mind replayed the moment when Rinoa's body hit the water and always at that thought, he felt fear coursing through his mind. Fear that she will die. Can he honestly say that he did not love Rinoa? That would be a lie. Can he honestly say that Rinoa had become part of his past and memory? That would be another lie. Can he say that Quistis will make him happier than Rinoa? "Another lie." Squall thought grimly.
Squall stared at the gray metal ceiling of the room, his mind remembering only Rinoa and seeing only her. But could it be that he was never a person who let go of the past easily? Is that the reason why he still thinks that he love Rinoa? Could it be? No, that would be lie. He was getting too good at lying, Squall decided. But could he make Rinoa happy again? Does she still love him? Why did she want to commit suicide? And. . . could he bear to give up all he had to be with Rinoa? Squall had no answers to all that, his head was pounding too much.
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Quistis stood in the middle of the hallway, looking out of the glass paneled sides at the blue sky and white clouds. "The Ragnarok must be flying at full speed." She thought absently. Fingering Griever, she wondered why the ring was always so cold to touch. Its searing iciness burned her fingers. "Just like Squall, but he burned. . .my heart" The very moment he had dived into the water, she had lost all hope. But then strictly speaking, she was never in the competition at all. Rinoa had always won this race whether she was or was not present. Squall loved her when she was there, and he still loved her even when she was not. The kiss last night he gave her was proof of that. His kiss was polite and emotionless. She was merely a tool to help him get over the past.
Eyes shining brightly with unshed tears, Quistis frowned at that thought when she heard a sound behind him. Her heart quickening, Quistis hoped that it's Squall coming to tell her that she was the one, the only one for him. Turning around, Quistis saw Irvine instead with his cowboy hat that clashed horribly with his SeeD uniform. Quistis tried to smile but she could not.
"Quisty. . ." Irvine began, his face mirroring his concern for her. Within their little group, Quistis was closest to Irvine. He was very much like Seifer, Squall and to a certain extent her own self. They were all lone wolfs, who tried to deal with life the best way they could. Seifer hid it behind a mask of arrogance and pride, while Squall mask was a mask of ice. Irvine had a different tactic; he hid his own true self from the prying eyes of the others by acting like a flirt. It had fooled a lot of people, but not Quistis.
"Irvine, do you think he loves me?" Quistis asked pleadingly, she wanted to hear an answer that will comfort her, but Irvine never coddled anyone.
Truthfully, Irvine shook his head.
"Not even a bit?" Quistis whispered as she leaned her forehead against the cool glass. Her heart was breaking but bravely, she held back her tears.
Looking at Quistis, Irvine felt his heart ache for her. It was never easy to see your friend falling into the ageless trap of love and suffer emotionally. Bridging the gap between them with quick step, Irvine embraced Quistis in a hug full of warmth.
"Quistis, Squall loved Rinoa. You have to accept it." Irvine told her forcefully; it's the only way she could get over this hurdle.
"But I could make him forget her. I could Irvine!" Quistis fired back desperately. Yes she could, couldn't she?
"Quistis, stop lying to yourself, it will make the wound hurt even more." Irvine took her by the shoulders and shook her gently.
"But Irvine. . ." Quistis wanted say more, but in the end she collapsed into Irvine's embrace, still holding back her tears. Wordlessly, Irvine hugged her tightly wanting to comfort her as much as he could. Hyne, he wished Nida was here; he would do a better job of comforting Quistis.
After a moment, Quistis finally found her voice back again. "Irvine, I would like to be alone for a while, please?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
Smiling softly, Irvine nodded and gave her a brotherly kiss on her forehead. "Stay strong Quisty." He whispered before exiting the room. Quistis remained standing at where she was, still staring out at the sky.
Chapter 13
Seifer swore that he will die if could not get his daily dose of 6 hours of sleep. After the dust and all the bloody commotion had died down, he and Fujin were on their way back to their suite. "Raijin was most probably snoring in his bed already." Seifer thought resentfully. Then, IT happened. Fujin's pale complexion turned green, and she started looking for a place to throw out whatever she had eaten for breakfast. The path to motherhood was not easy, Seifer decided. Quick as lightning, he whipped out a paper bag from the folds of his trench coat and passed it to her. Right in the middle of the Esthar Garden, the Commander's wife emptied her stomach. Seifer was so glad he brought his paper bag out; he had learnt well from his past lessons. Patting Fujin's back soothingly, Seifer wished that he could do something about her morning sickness. The first time that had happened, he was frantic with worry and sent her to the Garden doctor immediately, and when the doctor told him that it was normal and some expecting mothers do get them, Seifer was ready to hammer the doctor into the ground using his Hyperion.
"Better?" Seifer asked sympathetically as he passed Fujin his handkerchief to wipe her mouth.
Smiling weakly, Fujin nodded her head and accepted his handkerchief gratefully. Sighing, Seifer threw away the paper bag into one of the rubbish bins before giving Fujin a hug.
"TIRED. SLEEP." Fujin managed to say out those two words after a few moments. As one golden eyebrow arch upwards, Seifer grinned evilly. "Are you sure Fuu? I was thinking of doing something else other than sleeping, you know?" he whispered in her ear and watched with pleasure when her cheeks flushed slightly. Damn, wasn't he a charming angel?
Possessing a devil-may-care attitude, Seifer lifted his wife off the ground and started walking with big strides to his suite in front of other people. Whistling a happy jig, he could not be bothered with the others' shocked and bemused expression. Fujin apparently did care.
"DOWN. NOW. TYRANT." She argued loudly.
"Me, tyrant? Now, let's not be so mean Fuu, least you get it later." Seifer teased her mercilessly. "Well, Seifer, Seifer, you never change do you? Always a rascal at heart." Seifer smiled at that thought. True, he had come a long way from the misguided boy; time had changed him into a man who was more restrained and less impulsive but all these changes was partly due to Fujin. He was saved from insanity by her more than once. She was the solid pillar in his life, she and Raijin. Thank Hyne for his friend and wife.
Still grinning, Seifer finally reached their suite door. But someone was there waiting for him a SeeD cadet with an urgent message at hand. Grimacing, Seifer reluctantly put Fujin down and approached the cadet.
"Sir, there was an order to get Sorceress Rinoa back from the Island Closest to Hell at roughly an hour ago. Apparently, she was the one responsible for last night and Esthar had ordered her capture with backings from the other nations. But now, she is about to brought back to Balamb Garden instead. President Laguna wanted you to bring back Sorceress Rinoa to the Memorial in 3 days time." The cadet gush everything out so fast that it took Seifer a while to register it. The fact that Rinoa was the one who made the tsunami happened did not shocked him, she was a strong sorceress. However, he was really confused why Rinoa would be in Balamb Garden, when a stinking suspicion occurred at the back of his mind.
"COMMANDER SQUALL. SENT. CORRECT?" Fujin asked before Seifer could open his mouth.
"Yes Instructor Fujin." The cadet confirmed Seifer's suspicion. Seifer was right now openly frowning and making the cadet really nervous. Truth to be told, most of the cadets were afraid of their Commander, all the horror stories they heard about him in the second sorceress war were not helping Seifer's image at all.
"Is Rinoa injured?" Seifer asked in a rather menacing tone. Backing a step away, the cadet nodded her head nervously. "Bloody hell!!" Seifer growled before he started snapping out orders.
"Get the Ragnarok II from Laguna and be ready in half an hour's time. Inform Raijin that he will be in charge of the Garden for this time. Put me on to President Laguna in 10 minutes. And I want Dr Odine's research data on the sorceresses faxed to me now!" Barging into his room, Seifer started packing as fast as he could together with Fujin.
"Fuu, come with me please?" he asked after a moment of silent and furious packing. Fujin remained still for a while before nodding her head. Going back to Balamb Garden would mean so much to Seifer and he will need some support emotionally. That place had too many memories for Seifer, and Fujin was determined that he should not face them alone.
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Chapter 12
They were trapped in a dimension where time crawled and all actions ceased. Staring with awe, Squall watched her wings unfold and the white feathers float around her. Her wings had grown bigger; spanning at least a long 6 foot each; it was impressive. Together with the rest, Squall watched in a daze like state as Rinoa continued to float higher and higher until all of them had to arch their neck to see her. It was such a beautiful moment even though they could only see her back. Everyone was deathly quiet, even Angelo. Nothing could ruin this beautiful moment. . . until Ragnarok started shooting at Rinoa. Strangely all of them knew that no harm will come to her; she was strong.
Squall watched as Rinoa continued to ascend until she was almost hovering almost 15 foot off the ground. Still in a daze, they watched her dive down wards like a graceful swan. But as soon as Rinoa hit the water, the spell abruptly shattered and Squall heard himself screaming her name in the empty silenced that took over.
"Rinoa!!!" Throwing his gunblade down onto the ground, Squall ran to the edge of the island and jumped into the water. Squall had only one thing in his mind: Rinoa.She must not die. Frantically, he dived in and out of the ocean hoping to catch a glimpse of something in blue. Once or twice, he thought he had found her only to realize that he had found a few more rotting corpses.
Following close behind, Selphie also threw her nunchaku down on the ground and dived into the water together with Zell. Quistis managed to snap out of her shock and knelt by the edge of the island, her eyes wild with panic and worry. Half dazed, Quistis patted Angelo who was going mad, whining and barking at the water. Right beside Quistis, Irvine was cursing at his own inability to swim and peering in to the water, hoping to see one of the swimmers swimming up to the surface with Rinoa.
Selphie was the first one to find Rinoa. Half dragging her and half drowning, Selphie almost did not make it to the surface. Bursting out of the water, she gasped for air and made a desperate wave at Zell who was nearer to her. Zell immediately swam towards Selphie as fast as he could. "Hang on Selph!" He spluttered out the words in between gulps of sea water. Behind him, Zell could make out Irvine voice shouting something that sounded like,"We found her Squall!" and Quistis's, "Over here!" Taking Rinoa from Selphie's arms, Zell swam as fast as he could towards the small island with Selphie following behind him. As soon as he reached the side, Quistis and Irvine dragged Rinoa up. With the last bit of his strength, Zell pulled himself and Selphie up and then the two of them collapsed on the ground, panting and soaked to the bone.
Squall who had pulled himself out of the water a few seconds ago was already beside Rinoa, placing his palm on her abdomen and pushing all the water out her stomach. But there was no response from her. Worriedly, Angelo nudged Rinoa's face repeatedly using her nose while whining softly. Quistis was holding Rinoa's wrist, feeling for her pulse which was there but faint. "Squall, she's not responding, her pulse is weak" Quistis looked frantically at Squall who was now doing the standard CPR on Rinoa but she was still not responding. Irvine stood aside not wishing to be a hindrance and feeling like one.
"We've got to bring her back to the Garden NOW." Squall tone conveyed the urgency of it, Carrying Rinoa at his back, he started towards the Ragnarok, pausing only to pick up his LionHeart on the way. Behind him, the rest trudged along with Quistis supporting Zell and Irvine supporting Selphie. The two divers were tired and most probably need to sleep and have a change of clothes, Quistis noted. But the other half of her mind noticed how strangely protective Squall was of Rinoa. "Even until now, he still cares so much for her." She observed with a pang of sorrow. At that moment, a vision of a bird flying away crossed her mind. "What a fitting analogy" Quistis thought ironically.
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In the Ragnarok, Selphie went straight up to the pilots' seat and knock them cold before asserting the controls. Grimly, she set a straight course for Balamb Garden at the fastest speed possible. In less than a second, Ragnarok dropped its entire disguise as airplane and became what it was in the beginning, a formidable spaceship. Beside her, Irvine helped to tie the pilots up and radioing the Garden asking them to land near Balamb, saying that it was an emergency. Below at the cabin was Zell sitting beside Rinoa looking after her. Everyone was doing something except for Quistis and Squall.
Squall had disappeared to some other part of the Ragnarok and Zell guessed that he was most probably brooding about the recent turn of events. Most probably Quistis too was off somewhere thinking about a LOT of things. Sigh, Zell wondered how someone as capable and awe-inspiring as Squall could be so darn slow in the emotional department. He wondered what would happened if Selphie had not found Rinoa first. "Would Squall live in regret for the rest of his life, knowing that he still loved her? Darn it, he was so close to losing Rinoa!" Shuddering at that horrible thought, Zell remembered Amy and at that moment he missed her so much. Vowing to himself, Zell promised that the next time she comes back from Esthar, he's going to tell the whole world about the relationship and bring her home for Ma to inspect. He was NOT going to be the next Squall. Never.
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Squall lay down on one of the benches scattered around the storage room in the Ragnarok. He felt at home with the numerous amounts of weapons and ammunitions here. It was something familiar to him, as compared to matters of the heart. Frowning, he tried to unknot the emotions and thoughts lurking in his mind. Squall was never very good at dealing with the more personal stuff of life and right now, he was experiencing a gigantic headache.
Again and again, his mind replayed the moment when Rinoa's body hit the water and always at that thought, he felt fear coursing through his mind. Fear that she will die. Can he honestly say that he did not love Rinoa? That would be a lie. Can he honestly say that Rinoa had become part of his past and memory? That would be another lie. Can he say that Quistis will make him happier than Rinoa? "Another lie." Squall thought grimly.
Squall stared at the gray metal ceiling of the room, his mind remembering only Rinoa and seeing only her. But could it be that he was never a person who let go of the past easily? Is that the reason why he still thinks that he love Rinoa? Could it be? No, that would be lie. He was getting too good at lying, Squall decided. But could he make Rinoa happy again? Does she still love him? Why did she want to commit suicide? And. . . could he bear to give up all he had to be with Rinoa? Squall had no answers to all that, his head was pounding too much.
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Quistis stood in the middle of the hallway, looking out of the glass paneled sides at the blue sky and white clouds. "The Ragnarok must be flying at full speed." She thought absently. Fingering Griever, she wondered why the ring was always so cold to touch. Its searing iciness burned her fingers. "Just like Squall, but he burned. . .my heart" The very moment he had dived into the water, she had lost all hope. But then strictly speaking, she was never in the competition at all. Rinoa had always won this race whether she was or was not present. Squall loved her when she was there, and he still loved her even when she was not. The kiss last night he gave her was proof of that. His kiss was polite and emotionless. She was merely a tool to help him get over the past.
Eyes shining brightly with unshed tears, Quistis frowned at that thought when she heard a sound behind him. Her heart quickening, Quistis hoped that it's Squall coming to tell her that she was the one, the only one for him. Turning around, Quistis saw Irvine instead with his cowboy hat that clashed horribly with his SeeD uniform. Quistis tried to smile but she could not.
"Quisty. . ." Irvine began, his face mirroring his concern for her. Within their little group, Quistis was closest to Irvine. He was very much like Seifer, Squall and to a certain extent her own self. They were all lone wolfs, who tried to deal with life the best way they could. Seifer hid it behind a mask of arrogance and pride, while Squall mask was a mask of ice. Irvine had a different tactic; he hid his own true self from the prying eyes of the others by acting like a flirt. It had fooled a lot of people, but not Quistis.
"Irvine, do you think he loves me?" Quistis asked pleadingly, she wanted to hear an answer that will comfort her, but Irvine never coddled anyone.
Truthfully, Irvine shook his head.
"Not even a bit?" Quistis whispered as she leaned her forehead against the cool glass. Her heart was breaking but bravely, she held back her tears.
Looking at Quistis, Irvine felt his heart ache for her. It was never easy to see your friend falling into the ageless trap of love and suffer emotionally. Bridging the gap between them with quick step, Irvine embraced Quistis in a hug full of warmth.
"Quistis, Squall loved Rinoa. You have to accept it." Irvine told her forcefully; it's the only way she could get over this hurdle.
"But I could make him forget her. I could Irvine!" Quistis fired back desperately. Yes she could, couldn't she?
"Quistis, stop lying to yourself, it will make the wound hurt even more." Irvine took her by the shoulders and shook her gently.
"But Irvine. . ." Quistis wanted say more, but in the end she collapsed into Irvine's embrace, still holding back her tears. Wordlessly, Irvine hugged her tightly wanting to comfort her as much as he could. Hyne, he wished Nida was here; he would do a better job of comforting Quistis.
After a moment, Quistis finally found her voice back again. "Irvine, I would like to be alone for a while, please?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
Smiling softly, Irvine nodded and gave her a brotherly kiss on her forehead. "Stay strong Quisty." He whispered before exiting the room. Quistis remained standing at where she was, still staring out at the sky.
Chapter 13
Seifer swore that he will die if could not get his daily dose of 6 hours of sleep. After the dust and all the bloody commotion had died down, he and Fujin were on their way back to their suite. "Raijin was most probably snoring in his bed already." Seifer thought resentfully. Then, IT happened. Fujin's pale complexion turned green, and she started looking for a place to throw out whatever she had eaten for breakfast. The path to motherhood was not easy, Seifer decided. Quick as lightning, he whipped out a paper bag from the folds of his trench coat and passed it to her. Right in the middle of the Esthar Garden, the Commander's wife emptied her stomach. Seifer was so glad he brought his paper bag out; he had learnt well from his past lessons. Patting Fujin's back soothingly, Seifer wished that he could do something about her morning sickness. The first time that had happened, he was frantic with worry and sent her to the Garden doctor immediately, and when the doctor told him that it was normal and some expecting mothers do get them, Seifer was ready to hammer the doctor into the ground using his Hyperion.
"Better?" Seifer asked sympathetically as he passed Fujin his handkerchief to wipe her mouth.
Smiling weakly, Fujin nodded her head and accepted his handkerchief gratefully. Sighing, Seifer threw away the paper bag into one of the rubbish bins before giving Fujin a hug.
"TIRED. SLEEP." Fujin managed to say out those two words after a few moments. As one golden eyebrow arch upwards, Seifer grinned evilly. "Are you sure Fuu? I was thinking of doing something else other than sleeping, you know?" he whispered in her ear and watched with pleasure when her cheeks flushed slightly. Damn, wasn't he a charming angel?
Possessing a devil-may-care attitude, Seifer lifted his wife off the ground and started walking with big strides to his suite in front of other people. Whistling a happy jig, he could not be bothered with the others' shocked and bemused expression. Fujin apparently did care.
"DOWN. NOW. TYRANT." She argued loudly.
"Me, tyrant? Now, let's not be so mean Fuu, least you get it later." Seifer teased her mercilessly. "Well, Seifer, Seifer, you never change do you? Always a rascal at heart." Seifer smiled at that thought. True, he had come a long way from the misguided boy; time had changed him into a man who was more restrained and less impulsive but all these changes was partly due to Fujin. He was saved from insanity by her more than once. She was the solid pillar in his life, she and Raijin. Thank Hyne for his friend and wife.
Still grinning, Seifer finally reached their suite door. But someone was there waiting for him a SeeD cadet with an urgent message at hand. Grimacing, Seifer reluctantly put Fujin down and approached the cadet.
"Sir, there was an order to get Sorceress Rinoa back from the Island Closest to Hell at roughly an hour ago. Apparently, she was the one responsible for last night and Esthar had ordered her capture with backings from the other nations. But now, she is about to brought back to Balamb Garden instead. President Laguna wanted you to bring back Sorceress Rinoa to the Memorial in 3 days time." The cadet gush everything out so fast that it took Seifer a while to register it. The fact that Rinoa was the one who made the tsunami happened did not shocked him, she was a strong sorceress. However, he was really confused why Rinoa would be in Balamb Garden, when a stinking suspicion occurred at the back of his mind.
"COMMANDER SQUALL. SENT. CORRECT?" Fujin asked before Seifer could open his mouth.
"Yes Instructor Fujin." The cadet confirmed Seifer's suspicion. Seifer was right now openly frowning and making the cadet really nervous. Truth to be told, most of the cadets were afraid of their Commander, all the horror stories they heard about him in the second sorceress war were not helping Seifer's image at all.
"Is Rinoa injured?" Seifer asked in a rather menacing tone. Backing a step away, the cadet nodded her head nervously. "Bloody hell!!" Seifer growled before he started snapping out orders.
"Get the Ragnarok II from Laguna and be ready in half an hour's time. Inform Raijin that he will be in charge of the Garden for this time. Put me on to President Laguna in 10 minutes. And I want Dr Odine's research data on the sorceresses faxed to me now!" Barging into his room, Seifer started packing as fast as he could together with Fujin.
"Fuu, come with me please?" he asked after a moment of silent and furious packing. Fujin remained still for a while before nodding her head. Going back to Balamb Garden would mean so much to Seifer and he will need some support emotionally. That place had too many memories for Seifer, and Fujin was determined that he should not face them alone.
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