But as you walked into my life you showed whta needed to be shown...
Seifer sat in the corner of the bar, taking a swig of his beer now and then, listening to idle bar conversation. He heard the men bustle around, and one say "I'm not gonna let a cocky blonde boss *me* around like that!" and they gathered their weapons and left. Seifer put a rinkled twenty gil note on the table for his two beers and exited the bar safe distance from the men, Hyperion in hand.
Quistis walked down the dark alley, and she was glad she hadn't worn high heels that night, instead of her leather black boots. She looked around nervously, especially behind her. She saw a cat jump right out at her from underneath its box and screamed, but soon noticed it was only a stray cat and calmed down.
The men heard a woman's scream and hurried down the alley, Seifer cautiously following.
Quistis knew she heard something behind her and turned around to see a group of men staggering toward her. Her heart pounding, she turned and ran. However hard, her running was in vain, the men caught up to her and one grabbed her by the arm and threw her to the muddy ground. Then the same man that had thrown her down yanked her back up and shoved her against the brick wall of some apartments. He covered her mouth so her screaming couldn't be heard.
"Think yer a smart one, do ya?!" he asked. Quistis's eyes glittered with tears, she didn't have Save The Queen.
"Well, its not suitabe for a mere woman to talk to a man like that! I hope you have better manners in your next life because this one is gonna be over!" the man whispered in her ear.
"Get away from her!!" Seifer yelled, running up with Hyperion firmly in his hand.
"Fuck you!" One of them yelled. Seifer's eyes narrowed and the battle begun. First he lunged at the one holding Quistis against the wall and killed him quickly with one slice at the neck. Then he quickly turned to stick Hyperion straight through the gut of another who was going to attack him from behind. The other three men ran away, realizing this was the traitor Seifer Almasy they were against. The one who'd almost completed time compression.
Seifer was breathing heavily, watching them run away. Quistis stood, staring at Seifer in shock.
"Weren't you sent to the D-District Prison?!" she almost yelled at him. Seifer laughed.
"You can never lock up Seifer Almasy and expect to keep him!!" he said triumphantly. Quistis's eyes narrowed.
"Its not something to joke about, Almasy." she said coldly. Seifer looked at her like she was crazy.
"Hey, I just saved your life Trepe. You could at *least* say "Thanks"!" he said, becoming annoyed. Quistis just shook her head slowly.
"I won't tell them you escaped...thats thanks enough." she said quietly. Seifer just glared. Quistis picked up her purse which was thrown aside amongst the commotion and walked the other direction the men ran in.
"So where are you off to?" he asked, almost no worry in his voice, just curiousity.
"Off to hitch a ride, because I'm so lucky tonight that my rented car has been stolen. That'll be a *real* nice thing to pay for, won't it?!" she said sarcastically.
"Want a ride?" Seifer said. Quistis turned and observed Seifer. 'He'll probably want something in return, after all he's still the same arrogant, greedy bastard he always was.' she thought to herself.
"No. I can take care of my self, I'm a big girl now, you know?" she said. Seifer shrugged.
"Have it your way then. I can't say I'll be around next time you're attacked though." he said unconcerned and walked the opposite way down the alley. Quistis just shook her head and continued walking. She'd been through a lot that night and she wasn't ready for more. She hitched a ride in a cab that would take her back out to the garden and safely to her dorm.
Upon entering her dorm she took two more stress pills. 'Its alright...you've been through a lot today....they'll help you sleep.' she thought, trying to convince her concious that she wasn't addicted.
She crawled into her bed, make-up on and all. She didn't have class the next morning and it didn't matter to her what time she got up.
As she tried to drift off to sleep all she could see was Seifer's face. Why had he helped her anyway? Hadn't he previously tried to kill her?
Seifer sat in the corner of the bar, taking a swig of his beer now and then, listening to idle bar conversation. He heard the men bustle around, and one say "I'm not gonna let a cocky blonde boss *me* around like that!" and they gathered their weapons and left. Seifer put a rinkled twenty gil note on the table for his two beers and exited the bar safe distance from the men, Hyperion in hand.
Quistis walked down the dark alley, and she was glad she hadn't worn high heels that night, instead of her leather black boots. She looked around nervously, especially behind her. She saw a cat jump right out at her from underneath its box and screamed, but soon noticed it was only a stray cat and calmed down.
The men heard a woman's scream and hurried down the alley, Seifer cautiously following.
Quistis knew she heard something behind her and turned around to see a group of men staggering toward her. Her heart pounding, she turned and ran. However hard, her running was in vain, the men caught up to her and one grabbed her by the arm and threw her to the muddy ground. Then the same man that had thrown her down yanked her back up and shoved her against the brick wall of some apartments. He covered her mouth so her screaming couldn't be heard.
"Think yer a smart one, do ya?!" he asked. Quistis's eyes glittered with tears, she didn't have Save The Queen.
"Well, its not suitabe for a mere woman to talk to a man like that! I hope you have better manners in your next life because this one is gonna be over!" the man whispered in her ear.
"Get away from her!!" Seifer yelled, running up with Hyperion firmly in his hand.
"Fuck you!" One of them yelled. Seifer's eyes narrowed and the battle begun. First he lunged at the one holding Quistis against the wall and killed him quickly with one slice at the neck. Then he quickly turned to stick Hyperion straight through the gut of another who was going to attack him from behind. The other three men ran away, realizing this was the traitor Seifer Almasy they were against. The one who'd almost completed time compression.
Seifer was breathing heavily, watching them run away. Quistis stood, staring at Seifer in shock.
"Weren't you sent to the D-District Prison?!" she almost yelled at him. Seifer laughed.
"You can never lock up Seifer Almasy and expect to keep him!!" he said triumphantly. Quistis's eyes narrowed.
"Its not something to joke about, Almasy." she said coldly. Seifer looked at her like she was crazy.
"Hey, I just saved your life Trepe. You could at *least* say "Thanks"!" he said, becoming annoyed. Quistis just shook her head slowly.
"I won't tell them you escaped...thats thanks enough." she said quietly. Seifer just glared. Quistis picked up her purse which was thrown aside amongst the commotion and walked the other direction the men ran in.
"So where are you off to?" he asked, almost no worry in his voice, just curiousity.
"Off to hitch a ride, because I'm so lucky tonight that my rented car has been stolen. That'll be a *real* nice thing to pay for, won't it?!" she said sarcastically.
"Want a ride?" Seifer said. Quistis turned and observed Seifer. 'He'll probably want something in return, after all he's still the same arrogant, greedy bastard he always was.' she thought to herself.
"No. I can take care of my self, I'm a big girl now, you know?" she said. Seifer shrugged.
"Have it your way then. I can't say I'll be around next time you're attacked though." he said unconcerned and walked the opposite way down the alley. Quistis just shook her head and continued walking. She'd been through a lot that night and she wasn't ready for more. She hitched a ride in a cab that would take her back out to the garden and safely to her dorm.
Upon entering her dorm she took two more stress pills. 'Its alright...you've been through a lot today....they'll help you sleep.' she thought, trying to convince her concious that she wasn't addicted.
She crawled into her bed, make-up on and all. She didn't have class the next morning and it didn't matter to her what time she got up.
As she tried to drift off to sleep all she could see was Seifer's face. Why had he helped her anyway? Hadn't he previously tried to kill her?