The next morning, we were up at the crack of dawn. Erica wailing about a nightmare she had had. Selphie comforted her while I got her new clothes. I myself changed into a comfortable pair of sweatpants and a sweat shirt. We were up, so we might as well stay up.
We went to the cafeteria. No one was there at six in the morning on a Saturday. We went and got our breakfast. Cereal and waffles with syrup. We walked to a round table in the back of the cafeteria. Erica was spooning her cereal into her mouth hungrily. Selphie and I were poking at our waffles with the forks. Something about the shiney forks and syrupy waffles were amusing.
"HE just throws this mission at us," I said, poking the waffle straight through.
"This tis going to shed a whole new light on Seifer," Selphie giggled.
"Or burn out the old one."
"The old one could shine brighter."
"Uh- huh."
We sat in silence. There wasn't another sound for at least twenty minutes. After our prediction of the future, there wasn't much to do. Shortly after seven o'clock, for we were still there by seven, people started slowly filtering in. One of the first few was Zell. He got through the line and came to sit by us.
"Hey," he said.
I smiled. He looked like he just rolled out of bed and decided to go to breakfast. His blonde hair was untamed. His normal outfit, a blue shirt with flames on the side and blue shorts, were still wrinkled.
"You look like you just got out of bed, Zell," I observed.
"What?! I've been up for hours!" he said defensively.
"She's right, Dincht," Seifer said, standing right behind Zell.
Zell jumped. "Damnit, Seifer!"
I opened my mouth to say something, but Erica put her hand on my arm.
"It's all right, I hear it all the time," she said softly.
I shook my head and looked back to Zell and Seifer. They were still insulting each other quite rudely. Fujin and Rajin walked into the cafeteria, not bothering to get breakfast. They took up their usual positions beside Seifer. Seifer stopped insulting Zell when he got the 'Look' from Fujin.
"Ya hear the news?" Rajin asked.
"What news?" Seifer asked.
"SORCERESS WAR" Fujin said in her monotonously yelling voice.
"Yeah, and Galbadia, ya know?"
"I heard."
"All of it?"
"What do you mean?"
"The new Galbadian Sharpshooter, ya know?"
I stood up quickly. "Sharpshooter?"
"Yeah. Scye something. Or was it something Scye? Oh well, who cares, ya know?"
"Hm... Why'd they hire a new Sharpshooter? What happened to the old one?" I asked.
"Who, me?" I heard Irvine ask as HE walked up to us.
"Well, they did have other Sharpshooters," Zell said, backing me up.
"Still, I was a good sharpshooter for Galbadia, for a while. Then you hired me and I've been with you ever since," Irvine said, taking the chair I had been sitting in and sitting on it backwards.
"Irvine! That was my chair! I was sitting there!"
"And now I am."
"Ass....." I sighed and looked at Erica. She shrugged as if to say, "Whatever."
"Well I hear we're going to Galbadia soon," a random student said as he passed our table.
I grabbed him by the arm. "Galbadia?" I asked, as he turned around.
"Headmaster Cid just told us," the student said, a confused look on his face.
I let go of his arm. "Oh, okay, thanks," I mumbled.
The guy walked off, no doubt wondering why I had stopped him.
Everyone was looking at me. "What?!"
"Why'd you want to know about that?" Selphie asked.
"You know, its the Enemy's place, so you know what I mean?"
Everyone nodded.
I turned around.
"I'm going to take a....... walk," I said.
"all right," Selphie said.
"I'll be back later..." I walked out the door, taking a right, going to the front gate.
Well this was quite odd. I rarely took walks on my own, especially outside Garden. I walked on the path intending to go to Balamb City. i shook my head. i didn't want to go that far.
I walked a little ways off the path, sitting under an old pine tree, its trunk against my back. I was just about to close my eyes when there was a rustling in the bushes. I looked off to my right quickly. A man of maybe thirty stepped out. He had a dark green cloak on, so I couldn't see his face.
"Who are you?" I demanded, jumping up quickly.
"No one you need to know, Kay," the man said in a harsh voice.
"Wha- How'd you know my name?" I asked.
"I know a lot."
"What are you going to do?" I asked, suspicious.
"I'm supposed to dispose of you."
"Are you the new sharpshooter?" i asked calmly.
"Who me? Don't I wish. The Sharpshooter is on an undercover mission right now.
"Why are you supposed to kill me?"
"Orders," the man said, looking at his fingernails idly.
"Yeah? From who?"
"My boss."
I backed up.
"I'm sorry, I can't spare you," the man said, his arms outstreatched. "Goodnight, Hollywood."
Pain. Quick, the back of my head. I dubled over in pain, and everything went black.
We went to the cafeteria. No one was there at six in the morning on a Saturday. We went and got our breakfast. Cereal and waffles with syrup. We walked to a round table in the back of the cafeteria. Erica was spooning her cereal into her mouth hungrily. Selphie and I were poking at our waffles with the forks. Something about the shiney forks and syrupy waffles were amusing.
"HE just throws this mission at us," I said, poking the waffle straight through.
"This tis going to shed a whole new light on Seifer," Selphie giggled.
"Or burn out the old one."
"The old one could shine brighter."
"Uh- huh."
We sat in silence. There wasn't another sound for at least twenty minutes. After our prediction of the future, there wasn't much to do. Shortly after seven o'clock, for we were still there by seven, people started slowly filtering in. One of the first few was Zell. He got through the line and came to sit by us.
"Hey," he said.
I smiled. He looked like he just rolled out of bed and decided to go to breakfast. His blonde hair was untamed. His normal outfit, a blue shirt with flames on the side and blue shorts, were still wrinkled.
"You look like you just got out of bed, Zell," I observed.
"What?! I've been up for hours!" he said defensively.
"She's right, Dincht," Seifer said, standing right behind Zell.
Zell jumped. "Damnit, Seifer!"
I opened my mouth to say something, but Erica put her hand on my arm.
"It's all right, I hear it all the time," she said softly.
I shook my head and looked back to Zell and Seifer. They were still insulting each other quite rudely. Fujin and Rajin walked into the cafeteria, not bothering to get breakfast. They took up their usual positions beside Seifer. Seifer stopped insulting Zell when he got the 'Look' from Fujin.
"Ya hear the news?" Rajin asked.
"What news?" Seifer asked.
"SORCERESS WAR" Fujin said in her monotonously yelling voice.
"Yeah, and Galbadia, ya know?"
"I heard."
"All of it?"
"What do you mean?"
"The new Galbadian Sharpshooter, ya know?"
I stood up quickly. "Sharpshooter?"
"Yeah. Scye something. Or was it something Scye? Oh well, who cares, ya know?"
"Hm... Why'd they hire a new Sharpshooter? What happened to the old one?" I asked.
"Who, me?" I heard Irvine ask as HE walked up to us.
"Well, they did have other Sharpshooters," Zell said, backing me up.
"Still, I was a good sharpshooter for Galbadia, for a while. Then you hired me and I've been with you ever since," Irvine said, taking the chair I had been sitting in and sitting on it backwards.
"Irvine! That was my chair! I was sitting there!"
"And now I am."
"Ass....." I sighed and looked at Erica. She shrugged as if to say, "Whatever."
"Well I hear we're going to Galbadia soon," a random student said as he passed our table.
I grabbed him by the arm. "Galbadia?" I asked, as he turned around.
"Headmaster Cid just told us," the student said, a confused look on his face.
I let go of his arm. "Oh, okay, thanks," I mumbled.
The guy walked off, no doubt wondering why I had stopped him.
Everyone was looking at me. "What?!"
"Why'd you want to know about that?" Selphie asked.
"You know, its the Enemy's place, so you know what I mean?"
Everyone nodded.
I turned around.
"I'm going to take a....... walk," I said.
"all right," Selphie said.
"I'll be back later..." I walked out the door, taking a right, going to the front gate.
Well this was quite odd. I rarely took walks on my own, especially outside Garden. I walked on the path intending to go to Balamb City. i shook my head. i didn't want to go that far.
I walked a little ways off the path, sitting under an old pine tree, its trunk against my back. I was just about to close my eyes when there was a rustling in the bushes. I looked off to my right quickly. A man of maybe thirty stepped out. He had a dark green cloak on, so I couldn't see his face.
"Who are you?" I demanded, jumping up quickly.
"No one you need to know, Kay," the man said in a harsh voice.
"Wha- How'd you know my name?" I asked.
"I know a lot."
"What are you going to do?" I asked, suspicious.
"I'm supposed to dispose of you."
"Are you the new sharpshooter?" i asked calmly.
"Who me? Don't I wish. The Sharpshooter is on an undercover mission right now.
"Why are you supposed to kill me?"
"Orders," the man said, looking at his fingernails idly.
"Yeah? From who?"
"My boss."
I backed up.
"I'm sorry, I can't spare you," the man said, his arms outstreatched. "Goodnight, Hollywood."
Pain. Quick, the back of my head. I dubled over in pain, and everything went black.