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Disclaimer: The golden thread that signifies my rights to FF8 have snapped, because I will never own it.
Author's Note: I'm trying to lay off the heavy language, replacing you-know-what with frickin'. So, what'd you think of chapter two?
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Continuing onto day two of our experiment, we have yet to plan new variables to affect our factors. A list was quickly suggested, however its contents did not merit enough to satisfy our tastes. After much deliberation, we remembered yesterday's plan to converse with the factors' friends. We would interview Factor B's companions first, as they probably were sociable and pleasant just like herself.
OURSELVES: GOOD MORNING. WE ARE THE NEW GUESTS OF BALAMB GARDEN, COMMANDER… LEONHART, AM I CORRECT?
LEONHART: YES, THE HEADMASTER HAS INFORMED ME. OF US ALL, I'D LIKE TO EXTEND AN OLIVE BRANCH TO YOU AND YOUR TEAM FOR VISITING OUR GARDEN. THE BLACK-HAIRED GIRL IS RINOA HEARTILLY, THE BROWN-HAIRED ONE IS SELPHIE TILMITT-
TILMITT: BOOYAKA!
LEONHART: [GLARES AT TILMITT] THE BLONDE-HAIRED BOY IS ZELL DINCHT AND THE COWBOY IS IRVINE KINNEAS.
KINNEAS: ANY PRETTY GIRL SCIENTISTS? [TILMITT PUNCHES HIM ON THE SHOULDER- WE CONCLUDE THEY ARE HAVING A PETTY RELATIONSHIP THAT HAS SOME POTENTIAL]
DINCHT: WHAT TIME IS IT? I DON'T WANNA MISS OUT ON HOT DOGS AGAIN! [WHINES IMMATURELY]
OURSELVES: [CLEAR THROATS] AHEM, WE'D LIKE TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT THIS GARDEN AND ITS ELITE MEMBERS, IF YOU WILL.
HEARTILLY: WELL, QUISTIS [FACTOR B] IS BUSY GRADING PAPERS- SHE LOST HER JOB AS AN INSTRUCTOR A LONG TIME AGO BUT GOT IT REINSTATED. NOW SHE TEACHES ABOUT JUNCTIONING AND MONSTERS. SHE'S ALSO A SUBSTITUTE, JUST IN CASE, YOU KNOW.
TILMITT: ANYWAYS, THIS GARDEN IS MODERN AND IT'S ONLY 25 YEARS OLD. OUR HEADMASTER CID KRAMER WAS THE ONE WHO CONCEIVED THE IDEA AND WITH SOME… UH OUTSIDE FUNDING, IT WAS BUILT.
OURSELVES: THANK YOU. NOW WHAT ABOUT THE POPULACE?
KINNEAS: THERE'S ONLY ABOUT 350 PEOPLE TOTAL. 200 OF THEM ARE SEEDS. 50 ARE STAFF AND 100 ARE SEED CANDIDATES.
DINCHT: I'M A SEED! [COMMENT IS MET WITH DISGRUNTLED DEMEANORS AND ROLLING EYES]
LEONHART: OF THE 200 SEEDS, ONLY 50 ARE ELITE MEMBERS, INCLUDING US ALL AND QUISTIS.
OURSELVES: AH, VERY INTERESTING. IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU'D LIKE TO TELL US?
HEARTILLY: HM… THERE'S A TRAINING CENTER WHERE REAL MONSTERS ROAM, BUT YOU GOTTA BE CAREFUL, THERE'S NASTY T-REXAURS IN THERE AND ZELL "ACCIDENTALLY" INTRODUCED SOME MARBOROS AND HEXADRAGONS.
DINCHT: HEY! IT WAS NOT MY FAULT- IN FACT IRVINE WAS THE ON-
TILMITT: [INTERRUPTS] WE HAVE A QUAD WHERE FESTIVITIES CAN HAPPEN AND I'M PLANNING A MIDSUMMER FAIR RIGHT NOW, AND YOU CAN ALL HELP! [GRINS]
OURSELVES: WE'D LOVE TO, BUT IT DEPENDS ON OUR SPARE TIME, MISS TILMITT. [WE STRONGLY DOUBT THE TIME]
LEONHART: IS THAT ALL? [IMPATIENT]
OURSELVES: OF COURSE, AND THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING COURTEOUS. [ENDS]
Overall, this proves that Factor B and her coterie of friends are extremely considerate and willing to help. Now, we are going to communicate with Factor A's comrades who are listlessly milling about.
OURSELVES: GREETINGS TO YOU THREE.
ALMASY: [FACTOR A] AW CRAP, THESE "SCIENTISTS" ARE BACK. FUUJIN, RAIJIN, REMEMBER I TOLD YOU 'BOUT THEM? [FUUJIN IS APPARENTLY THE SILVER-HAIRED GIRL PLAYING DISTRACTEDLY WITH A PINWHEEL AND RAIJIN IS THE BURLY DARK-SKINNED MAN]
FUUJIN: CONCEITED. [STARES FIXEDLY AT US]
RAIJIN: WHAT ARE Y'ALL DOIN' HERE 'ROUND OUR CRIB?
OURSELVES: [RAIJIN'S CRUDE LANGUAGE SUFFOCATES HIS WORDS] WE STRONGLY DOUBT THE FACT OF YOU THREE OWNING THIS SMALL AREA BY THE DIRECTORY.
FUUJIN: POSSE.
RAIJIN: HEAR THAT SEIFER? THEY THINK THEY'RE SO SMART WITH THEIR BIG WORDS AND FANCY WHITE COATS. HELL- THEY THINK WE ARE THE THREE OR SOMETHING. PFT, LOSERS. WE'RE THE POSSE.
ALMASY: TCH, I KNOW RIGHT? WHY DON'T YOU ALL TAKE YOUR FRICKIN' BRAINS ELSEWHERE TO BE DROOLED OVER. WE ARE NOT MEMBERS OF THE FAN CLUB DEDICATED TO THE "WHITE-COATED SCIENTISTS ARE COOL!"
FUUJIN: AFFIRMATIVE. [EVIDENTLY, SHE SPEAKS IN ONE-WORD PHRASES]
OURSELVES: WE ARE MERELY TRYING TO EDUCATE OURSELVES MORE IN THE NATURAL ROUTINE OF THIS GARDEN AND ITS INHABITANTS.
ALMASY: WHAT DID I SAY TO YOU FRICKIN' BRAINIACS? CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THE WORDS, "GO AWAY" OR "LEAVE US BE?"
OURSELVES: ALAS, WE ARE DISGUSTED ENOUGH WITH YOUR IMPUDENCE AND WILL LEAVE TH-THIS GROUP ALONE. [ENDS]
Having recorded the previous two conversations, we set out to making a complicated yet detailed mapping chart of our next day's plans. The experiments will be thought out and we shall begin to conduct them tomorrow.
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Author's Note: Read and review. Btw, do Raijin and Fuujin have official last names? And yet again- 2 more reviews??? ~.*