AN: All right! Some studying for Semesters have made he busy, but tonite
I'm writin' again. O, an, I know my spelling's horrid, but its not a school
assignment, so I'm not worried bout spellin', so there ^_^
"Here's the picture, Fujin. I don't know why the heck you need it, but if it makes my like easier, fine with me." Seifer handed the wallet-sized photo to the albino.
"Wait and see. You're leaving tomorrow, correct? I'll get you the skin-"
"Da, what?"
"Skin. It's like a full body mask, but extremely detailed. I'll give you some more info 'marrow at around noon. I got this thing with 12-o clock. Got it? Good." With that, Fujin left with what seemed to be the wind, and Seifer stood alone at the balcony.
"Everybody's givin' me orders lately! Sheesh." Seifer sighed, as he swore he heard a faint laughter coming from the wind.
The next morning Seifer arranged his few things (an extra trenchcoat, extra gloves, and his gunblade(and gunblade polish, of course) and some other stuff like his pin- er BLUE toothbrush.)
"Noon. Alright, Fuj, you'd better be here."
"What, thought I lied?" Fujin's form appeared, holding what he thought to be some sort of blanket.
"Listen, Seifer. This thing" She pointed to the blue fabric laying in her arms,"is a Skin. Once on, it will make the wearer look like the figure, the Galabadian in this case, for exactly three weeks. After that, the soldier in the Galabadian Garden's gunna be a normal ol' Balambian. You got it? 24 days. Good luck." Gone.
"Thanks a lot, Fujin."
"Seifer, have you got your disguse ready? You still haven't told me what it is
, but it better be good. And I'm starting to wonder who the heck you're talking to.." Quistis was sudden;y at his side,
" You think I don't got an idea, the great Seifer? I thought you knew me, Quistis. I got everythin' under control, don't you worry" And at that moment, the boat's horn sounded, alarming all pasengers to get their butts aboard.
"That's my call, Quisty. Adios!" he ran to the boat gate, leaving Quistis to stand there alone, wondering why he was so trustworthy in his disguse, as it seemed he didn't even have one...
Fujin looked through the trees on the top of the cliff overlooking the harbor. She was worried that the Skin would only last for a few days, not the three weeks she needed it to. She was using much of her power for her physical body, and this had been so sudden she had only been able to make a weak model of the usually more powerful Skins.
"Well," she said aloud to no on in particular, "I guess I'm gunna hafta follow him." With that, she turned into a figure of a young girl, a figure she had used long ago. The girl had raven black hair, hence her name was Raven. She was around eight or nine, and had cerulean blue eyes. Slowly, Raven made her way down the cliff and disapeered, reappereing on the deck of the S.S.Annmarie, the same boat Seifer was unpacking his lugage.
Hours later, the Annmarie pulled up to the Galabadian harbor, and Seifer slipped on the Skin. It felt like he was diving into a cold pool or something like that, but in seconds the sensation was gone. Seifer looked into the mirror, and saw he was no longer Seifer Almasy, but Hunter Maten, and was decked out in the full Galabadian uniform, and the helmat lay near his feet.
"Here we go."
AN: okay, that's it. Cuz I say so. Kna. I should be done real soon with the next chap, don't worry ^_^ I know this was short
"Here's the picture, Fujin. I don't know why the heck you need it, but if it makes my like easier, fine with me." Seifer handed the wallet-sized photo to the albino.
"Wait and see. You're leaving tomorrow, correct? I'll get you the skin-"
"Da, what?"
"Skin. It's like a full body mask, but extremely detailed. I'll give you some more info 'marrow at around noon. I got this thing with 12-o clock. Got it? Good." With that, Fujin left with what seemed to be the wind, and Seifer stood alone at the balcony.
"Everybody's givin' me orders lately! Sheesh." Seifer sighed, as he swore he heard a faint laughter coming from the wind.
The next morning Seifer arranged his few things (an extra trenchcoat, extra gloves, and his gunblade(and gunblade polish, of course) and some other stuff like his pin- er BLUE toothbrush.)
"Noon. Alright, Fuj, you'd better be here."
"What, thought I lied?" Fujin's form appeared, holding what he thought to be some sort of blanket.
"Listen, Seifer. This thing" She pointed to the blue fabric laying in her arms,"is a Skin. Once on, it will make the wearer look like the figure, the Galabadian in this case, for exactly three weeks. After that, the soldier in the Galabadian Garden's gunna be a normal ol' Balambian. You got it? 24 days. Good luck." Gone.
"Thanks a lot, Fujin."
"Seifer, have you got your disguse ready? You still haven't told me what it is
, but it better be good. And I'm starting to wonder who the heck you're talking to.." Quistis was sudden;y at his side,
" You think I don't got an idea, the great Seifer? I thought you knew me, Quistis. I got everythin' under control, don't you worry" And at that moment, the boat's horn sounded, alarming all pasengers to get their butts aboard.
"That's my call, Quisty. Adios!" he ran to the boat gate, leaving Quistis to stand there alone, wondering why he was so trustworthy in his disguse, as it seemed he didn't even have one...
Fujin looked through the trees on the top of the cliff overlooking the harbor. She was worried that the Skin would only last for a few days, not the three weeks she needed it to. She was using much of her power for her physical body, and this had been so sudden she had only been able to make a weak model of the usually more powerful Skins.
"Well," she said aloud to no on in particular, "I guess I'm gunna hafta follow him." With that, she turned into a figure of a young girl, a figure she had used long ago. The girl had raven black hair, hence her name was Raven. She was around eight or nine, and had cerulean blue eyes. Slowly, Raven made her way down the cliff and disapeered, reappereing on the deck of the S.S.Annmarie, the same boat Seifer was unpacking his lugage.
Hours later, the Annmarie pulled up to the Galabadian harbor, and Seifer slipped on the Skin. It felt like he was diving into a cold pool or something like that, but in seconds the sensation was gone. Seifer looked into the mirror, and saw he was no longer Seifer Almasy, but Hunter Maten, and was decked out in the full Galabadian uniform, and the helmat lay near his feet.
"Here we go."
AN: okay, that's it. Cuz I say so. Kna. I should be done real soon with the next chap, don't worry ^_^ I know this was short