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Chapter 8
Seifer graoned when he heard the knock on his door. The red numbers on his clock showed 6:00. The knock sounded again, loud and persistent. He pulled the pillow over his head, it was too early. He growled when the knock came for the third time. 'Can' they come back later?' He'd been having such a nice dream. He didn't really remember what the dream was about it had made him feel warm and comforted. Like a child rapped in it's mother's embrace. The persistent knock turned to a loud banging, his wake up call was banging their fist on the door.
"All right I'm coming!" He yelled when the noise didn't' cease. He opened the door to find a very awake and annoyingly happy Eric smiling at him.
"Man you're hard to wake." Eric said as he invited himself into Seifer's room. "Hurry up and get your suit on, we've got to have breakfast then we have a meeting at 7:30." Seifer noticed for the first time that Eric was wearing a very stylish black suit complete with white shirt and red tie. His hair, that had been spiked the day before was now slicked down in a very professional look.
"Yeah, sure." Seifer said groggily, still half asleep. "I've got to take a shower first."
"No prob." Eric said off handily. "I'll go wake Quistis." We walked toward the door, stopped, and turned back to Seifer. "Umm.She is a morning person right?" He asked obviously nervous, which gained him a raised eyebrow from Seifer. "I've had a few bad experiences involving waking up a woman who wasn't a morning person." He said sheepishly.
"She's more of a morning person than I am." Seifer replied, hoping that he was right. Quistis was always early to her morning meetings, she'd have to be a morning person to do that right? He decided to play it safe. "Your guess is as good as mine." Eric gave Seifer a questioning look.
"You've been going for over a year, heck you've known her your entire life, but you don't know if she's a morning person." He said skeptically, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Hyne, I go out with her. I'm not married to her, I don't know her sleeping habits." He said clearly annoyed.
"Yeah, whatever man." Eric could tell it was a touchy subject so he dropped it. "Just be ready by 6:30." He left to go wake Quistis. Seifer quickly got undressed and got in the shower. He'd only been here for a day and already he hated this mission. He'd always hated missions like these, the ones that required more thinking than fighting. Don't get me wrong he's not stupid, actually he's a lot smarter and more oriented than you'd think and he was the perfect person to pull of the college student politician assignment. He knew Squall couldn't have done it. The guy hated politics, the public speeches and debates required most of all. Zell was too emotional to sit through a debate and Irvine was too much of a lady's man to play the devoted college student.
Seifer had become a SeeD to fight, to feel the adrenaline flow through his boy in the heat of battle, to make the split decisions on were or how to move that could mean life or death. He lived for the rush that battle brought, for the freedom the he experienced wielding Hyperion, his beloved blade moving with him, an extension of his arm. Moving, slicing in perfect harmony with each other.
But on missions like these the action was rare and usually short lived, in one word boring. Just like politics. When Seifer was twelve he had taken a great interest in politics, though he'd die before he'd let anyone find that out. He had been fascinated with the game of saying one thing and meaning another. But eventually the lack of honesty ground at him. If there was anything you could say about Seifer it was that he was honest to a fault. He said what he thought and the back alley words of politicians chewed at his nerves.
Seifer quickly got dressed in the suit that had been lent to him. He left his room to be greeted by a fully-dressed Quistis and a grinning Eric. Quistis had her hair up in a high ponytail, the two usual strands framed her face. She wore a pair of flare blue jeans and a baby blue t-shirt that brought out the lighter shades of blue in her eyes. Oddly enough her glasses were perched on her delicate nose, she had switched to contacts a few months back. She only looked to be half-awake to Seifer.
"Not a morning person huh?" He asked Quistis. She made attempted a grow., but I came out more like a back of the throat gurgle. "Hmmm, I'll take that as a yes." For some reason Seifer couldn't fathom, he was delighted to know these small bits of information about Quistis that no one else, including her friends, knew. He liked being the only one to know that miss perfect liked to get up at twelve like every other normal human being and that she felt compelled to play someone else every now and then.
Quistis stared at him blankly for a second before she took off her glasses and cleaned them on her shirt. She put them back on and stared at him again, this time her expression was one of amusement.
"Seifer, are you wearing a suit?" She asked, her face twisting strangely as she tried to contain her laughter.
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" Quistis's laughter burst out of her when she heard the irritation in his voice.
"You've never seen him in a suit before?" Eric asked clearly puzzled. Quistis tried to answer, but she was overcome with another fit of giggles. She rapped her arms around her now aching stomach.
"It's not funny. It's just a suit for Hyne's sake." Seifer stated, well beyond peeved now. He was actually surprised at Quistis's sudden outburst, he'd known her for a long time and he couldn't ever recall her laughing so hard. At his expense no less. It irked him to his core. He hated to be laughed at. Quistis soon managed to contain her laugher though her blue orbs sparkled with mirth. Abruptly she cleared her throat and stood up straight.
"Sorry." She said, serious now. "It looks good on you." She said before she made her way down the hall leaving both men scratching their heads. Eric looked at Seifer and saw the same confusion mirrioed in his eyes. He shrugged.
"Women." He said, as if that explained everything. They followed Quistis toward the dining facilities.
***
The meeting had just started an hour ago and Seifer was bored out of his mind. Why would anyone want to be a politician? All morning they had talked and talked about any and all issues from sewage problems to the crime rate in the city. Seifer stayed quiet for most of the meeting only offering his input on the matter when asked.
The conference room in itself was boring. It was a simple oval, white room with a long wooden table in its center. There was a spot with an office chair for each delegate and the crest of Dollet was painted on the wall behind the president's chair. In addition to al this, there was a TV and a projector screen rolled up on the wall opposite the president.
Seifer almost groaned out loud when the vice president and the president started too 'debate' again. They almost reminded Seifer of his and Squll's fights. Almost. These two men used their winding politician talk to do what he and Squall did with their gunblades. Personally Seifer found his way much more efficient. Finally, an hour later, the meeting was adjourned. Seifer silently thanked Hyne for small favors.
"Oh, Seifer, I need to talk to you." Said the president just as Seifer was about to step out into the hall and freedom. 'I spoke to soon' he groaned inwardly. 'He probably wants to know if we've got any leads and how long we'll take so that he can get back to his life.'
"Yes sir?" He said out loud.
" I'd like to meet with you and Quistis in my office tonight after diner, if you don't mind?"
"Of course not, sir. I'll go inform her right now." Inwardly he complained. 'I just sat in a boring meeting all day and you want me to go to another one after dinner?' He headed back to his room, not getting lost since Eric had provided him and Quistis with a map of the estate that morning. He had entertained himself during the meeting by discreetly memorizing it. He made it to the 'guest hall.' He made a quick stop to his room to change before he informed Quistis of the president's request. He changed into the first pair of jeans he saw and a black T-shirt, he left after he put on his boots. He made his way across to Quistis's room and knocked. No one answered. 'What if she isn't here?' He shook his head, 'where else would she be?' He knocked angrily.
"It's open!" Her voiced called, slightly muffled by the door. He opened her door to find her closing her closet and carrying two empty shopping bags to the garbage.
"What are you doing?"
"Just putting away the clothes I bought today." She said nonchalantly as she threw the bags away.
"You went shopping?" Seifer brow furrowed in displeasure. He'd been sitting in a meeting bored to death all day and she went shopping?
"Yeah, Emily dropped by and we went shopping for and hour or two."
"Emily?" He'd never heard of her before.
"Eric's girlfriend." She said amusement thick in her voice.
"A guy like that had a girlfriend?"
"Yeah, imagine that?" Quistis felt uncomfortable with how domestic their conversation was starting to sound. "What do you want? The pleasure of my company?" She teased. She smiled at him devilishly. In his mind Seifer swore, this woman got more complex by the moment. First she was prudish and stuck up, then she was bitching at him, next she laughed at him and now she was bantering him!
"You wish."
"Like you know anything about my wishes." She retorted.
"Whatever, look the president wants to meet with us after dinner tonight in his office."
"Did he say what for?"
"Nope."
"Great, he's probably going ask if we've come up with anything yet and we have nothing."
"What do you expect, we just got here."
"Still, we're SeeD we should have a small lead, and idea, something."
"Well we don't. Did you find time between your shopping to make the timeline?" He said, switching to what he felt was a more important subject. He couldn't avoid Eric's questions forever.
"I only went shopping for an hour and a half." She replied rolling her eyes. "It's on the desk in the bedroom." She retrieved the few pieces of notebook paper for him. "I've already memorized it, jus stick to that and we should be able to pull this off. Of course if you were less of an ass it would be a lot easier." Seifer let the remark pass because he knew it would get under her skin if he didn't answer.
"Oh, before I forget we should start a list of possible suspects. People that could possibly get passed the security system."
"Shit!" Quistis exclaimed. "That's what I forgot to do!"
"What?" He said looking up from the couch he was currently lounging on.
"I went for a 'walk' today to look around. I passed by the conference room ou were in and the guard by the door was eavesdropping."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. He definetly had his ear pressed against the key hole. I don't know how long he was there, but he straightened when he was me come around the corner. I'm pretty sure he doesn't know I saw him."
"Did you get his name?" Seifer asked, slightly excited now. If this was their man this damn mission would be over. Something tugged at Seifer's mind but he ignored it for now.
"Yeah Emerson. It was on his uniform." Seifer contemplated her story for a moment, the nagging though in the back of his head reared forward.
"It's too obvious." He mumbled.
"Huh?"
"It's too obvious." He said louder. "These attempts have been happening for what? A month a least? The guy behind this isn't stupid enough to get caught eavesdropping on a meeting. Did you find anything out about the security system?"
"I talked to the head of security today, before lunch. They couldn't' have a better security system if Squall was running it. The watch changes happen at different times everyday. And they don't follow a set pattern. The guards relieving those on watch are told their assignments an hour beforehand. None of the guards know when they will be called to stand. The only person who does know the schedule is the security chief."
"How far in advance does the security chief plan these things out?"
"About two weeks I think."
"Were does he keep the schedule? Did it ever turn up missing?"
"That's the beauty of it. There isn't an actual written schedule, the security chief has a photographic memory. He writes it down, memorizes it, then he deletes the information."
"Man, what happens when this guy dies?"
"Total chaos of course." Quistis said sarcastically. "We'll never find a flawless system." Seifer grinned wolfishly at her.
"Damn straight, otherwise we'd be out of a job."
***
Seifer and Quistis sat in the president's office waiting for him to arrive. The office reminded Quistis of Headmaster's office in Balmb. It was a fairly large room, very spacious. There was a nice oak desk, a chair for the president and two guest chairs facing his. There were plants in the corners and in the windows showed a nice view of the garden Eric had mentioned their first day. All in all the office had a very homey feel. And Quistis felt that the president must spend a lot of time there.
The president entered from the door behind Quistis and Seifer. This was the first time Quistis had a chance to get a good look at the man, since he sat at the other end of the dinner table. He was middle aged, maybe forty-five, with reddish brown hair that was starting to gray at the temples. Quistis wouldn't say that he was attractive, his blue eyes were a little to close together, his nose just a little too big, but he was not completely unfortunate looking. To Quistis he seemed like the right man to be the president, he carried himself with confidence and he set her at ease. His voice, when he spoke, was rich and gentle.
"How do you like it here so far? I hope your stay has been pleasurable so far?" He was pacing behind his desk, just like Cid did when he briefed seeDs on their missions.
"Cant' complain about the room." Seifer said smirking. The president smiled softly at this remark.
"I thought you might like it. It's the most I could do for your help."
"Thank you sir, though I'm sorry to tell you that we don't' have any leads yet." Quistis apologetically.
"Well, of course not! You've only been her two days!"
"What's the meeting for then?" Seifer asked a bit confused. 'What could he possible want?'
"It's about Eric." Quistis and Seifer shared a look. 'Eric?' they both asked themselves. "I just wanted to warn you to be extra careful around him. He's a very bright and observant young man. If anyone is going to blow your cover it'll be him."
"You called us here to tell us that?"
"And to tell you that Eric is going to ask you to go to a club in the area tomorrow. He asked my permission today. I suggest you take it. None of the other boys we had here ever refused. It would only feed Eric's suspicions if you don't go."
"Oh, Emily mentioned something about going to a club today." The president nodded his head still pacing.
"I figured she would, plus I think you all could use a break from the meetings." Seifer was still a bit doubtful, 'what if there was an attack while they were gone?'
"Well, if it's okay with you sir." Quistis said. The president smiled warmly and rubbed his hands together.
"Good, now that we have that out of the way. Do you happened to have any leads?" 'Knew it' though Seifer. 'He HAD to ask.'
"We have a few suspicions, but nothing definite." Quistis said.
"Oh, I've been meaning to ask." Seifer said. "Are the meeting always like that?"
"Like what?"
"The yelling. I really can't imagine how you people get anything done, with you and Mr. Montgomery at each other the whole time."
"Yes, well, we've been rivals since our dollge days. We were roomates you know. I got the presidency, he didn't and he became my vice president. It'a little complicated."
"Oh, I understand completely." Quistis said a sly smile on her lips. 'Just like Squall and Seifer. I think I understand their fighting now. Squall has everything Seifer ever wanted.' For the first time she felt sorry for the blonde. Seifer's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Well sire, if that will be all, it's getting late. We should get some rest."
"Yes, of course." The president said yawning himself. "I'll have to follow your example soon." Quistis and Seifer exited and made their way toward their rooms.
It was kinda long.sorry about that. There hasn't been much Seiftis action. I'm going to put some in the next chappy! PROMISE!!!.but only if you review!!!! mwahahaha
Chapter 8
Seifer graoned when he heard the knock on his door. The red numbers on his clock showed 6:00. The knock sounded again, loud and persistent. He pulled the pillow over his head, it was too early. He growled when the knock came for the third time. 'Can' they come back later?' He'd been having such a nice dream. He didn't really remember what the dream was about it had made him feel warm and comforted. Like a child rapped in it's mother's embrace. The persistent knock turned to a loud banging, his wake up call was banging their fist on the door.
"All right I'm coming!" He yelled when the noise didn't' cease. He opened the door to find a very awake and annoyingly happy Eric smiling at him.
"Man you're hard to wake." Eric said as he invited himself into Seifer's room. "Hurry up and get your suit on, we've got to have breakfast then we have a meeting at 7:30." Seifer noticed for the first time that Eric was wearing a very stylish black suit complete with white shirt and red tie. His hair, that had been spiked the day before was now slicked down in a very professional look.
"Yeah, sure." Seifer said groggily, still half asleep. "I've got to take a shower first."
"No prob." Eric said off handily. "I'll go wake Quistis." We walked toward the door, stopped, and turned back to Seifer. "Umm.She is a morning person right?" He asked obviously nervous, which gained him a raised eyebrow from Seifer. "I've had a few bad experiences involving waking up a woman who wasn't a morning person." He said sheepishly.
"She's more of a morning person than I am." Seifer replied, hoping that he was right. Quistis was always early to her morning meetings, she'd have to be a morning person to do that right? He decided to play it safe. "Your guess is as good as mine." Eric gave Seifer a questioning look.
"You've been going for over a year, heck you've known her your entire life, but you don't know if she's a morning person." He said skeptically, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Hyne, I go out with her. I'm not married to her, I don't know her sleeping habits." He said clearly annoyed.
"Yeah, whatever man." Eric could tell it was a touchy subject so he dropped it. "Just be ready by 6:30." He left to go wake Quistis. Seifer quickly got undressed and got in the shower. He'd only been here for a day and already he hated this mission. He'd always hated missions like these, the ones that required more thinking than fighting. Don't get me wrong he's not stupid, actually he's a lot smarter and more oriented than you'd think and he was the perfect person to pull of the college student politician assignment. He knew Squall couldn't have done it. The guy hated politics, the public speeches and debates required most of all. Zell was too emotional to sit through a debate and Irvine was too much of a lady's man to play the devoted college student.
Seifer had become a SeeD to fight, to feel the adrenaline flow through his boy in the heat of battle, to make the split decisions on were or how to move that could mean life or death. He lived for the rush that battle brought, for the freedom the he experienced wielding Hyperion, his beloved blade moving with him, an extension of his arm. Moving, slicing in perfect harmony with each other.
But on missions like these the action was rare and usually short lived, in one word boring. Just like politics. When Seifer was twelve he had taken a great interest in politics, though he'd die before he'd let anyone find that out. He had been fascinated with the game of saying one thing and meaning another. But eventually the lack of honesty ground at him. If there was anything you could say about Seifer it was that he was honest to a fault. He said what he thought and the back alley words of politicians chewed at his nerves.
Seifer quickly got dressed in the suit that had been lent to him. He left his room to be greeted by a fully-dressed Quistis and a grinning Eric. Quistis had her hair up in a high ponytail, the two usual strands framed her face. She wore a pair of flare blue jeans and a baby blue t-shirt that brought out the lighter shades of blue in her eyes. Oddly enough her glasses were perched on her delicate nose, she had switched to contacts a few months back. She only looked to be half-awake to Seifer.
"Not a morning person huh?" He asked Quistis. She made attempted a grow., but I came out more like a back of the throat gurgle. "Hmmm, I'll take that as a yes." For some reason Seifer couldn't fathom, he was delighted to know these small bits of information about Quistis that no one else, including her friends, knew. He liked being the only one to know that miss perfect liked to get up at twelve like every other normal human being and that she felt compelled to play someone else every now and then.
Quistis stared at him blankly for a second before she took off her glasses and cleaned them on her shirt. She put them back on and stared at him again, this time her expression was one of amusement.
"Seifer, are you wearing a suit?" She asked, her face twisting strangely as she tried to contain her laughter.
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" Quistis's laughter burst out of her when she heard the irritation in his voice.
"You've never seen him in a suit before?" Eric asked clearly puzzled. Quistis tried to answer, but she was overcome with another fit of giggles. She rapped her arms around her now aching stomach.
"It's not funny. It's just a suit for Hyne's sake." Seifer stated, well beyond peeved now. He was actually surprised at Quistis's sudden outburst, he'd known her for a long time and he couldn't ever recall her laughing so hard. At his expense no less. It irked him to his core. He hated to be laughed at. Quistis soon managed to contain her laugher though her blue orbs sparkled with mirth. Abruptly she cleared her throat and stood up straight.
"Sorry." She said, serious now. "It looks good on you." She said before she made her way down the hall leaving both men scratching their heads. Eric looked at Seifer and saw the same confusion mirrioed in his eyes. He shrugged.
"Women." He said, as if that explained everything. They followed Quistis toward the dining facilities.
***
The meeting had just started an hour ago and Seifer was bored out of his mind. Why would anyone want to be a politician? All morning they had talked and talked about any and all issues from sewage problems to the crime rate in the city. Seifer stayed quiet for most of the meeting only offering his input on the matter when asked.
The conference room in itself was boring. It was a simple oval, white room with a long wooden table in its center. There was a spot with an office chair for each delegate and the crest of Dollet was painted on the wall behind the president's chair. In addition to al this, there was a TV and a projector screen rolled up on the wall opposite the president.
Seifer almost groaned out loud when the vice president and the president started too 'debate' again. They almost reminded Seifer of his and Squll's fights. Almost. These two men used their winding politician talk to do what he and Squall did with their gunblades. Personally Seifer found his way much more efficient. Finally, an hour later, the meeting was adjourned. Seifer silently thanked Hyne for small favors.
"Oh, Seifer, I need to talk to you." Said the president just as Seifer was about to step out into the hall and freedom. 'I spoke to soon' he groaned inwardly. 'He probably wants to know if we've got any leads and how long we'll take so that he can get back to his life.'
"Yes sir?" He said out loud.
" I'd like to meet with you and Quistis in my office tonight after diner, if you don't mind?"
"Of course not, sir. I'll go inform her right now." Inwardly he complained. 'I just sat in a boring meeting all day and you want me to go to another one after dinner?' He headed back to his room, not getting lost since Eric had provided him and Quistis with a map of the estate that morning. He had entertained himself during the meeting by discreetly memorizing it. He made it to the 'guest hall.' He made a quick stop to his room to change before he informed Quistis of the president's request. He changed into the first pair of jeans he saw and a black T-shirt, he left after he put on his boots. He made his way across to Quistis's room and knocked. No one answered. 'What if she isn't here?' He shook his head, 'where else would she be?' He knocked angrily.
"It's open!" Her voiced called, slightly muffled by the door. He opened her door to find her closing her closet and carrying two empty shopping bags to the garbage.
"What are you doing?"
"Just putting away the clothes I bought today." She said nonchalantly as she threw the bags away.
"You went shopping?" Seifer brow furrowed in displeasure. He'd been sitting in a meeting bored to death all day and she went shopping?
"Yeah, Emily dropped by and we went shopping for and hour or two."
"Emily?" He'd never heard of her before.
"Eric's girlfriend." She said amusement thick in her voice.
"A guy like that had a girlfriend?"
"Yeah, imagine that?" Quistis felt uncomfortable with how domestic their conversation was starting to sound. "What do you want? The pleasure of my company?" She teased. She smiled at him devilishly. In his mind Seifer swore, this woman got more complex by the moment. First she was prudish and stuck up, then she was bitching at him, next she laughed at him and now she was bantering him!
"You wish."
"Like you know anything about my wishes." She retorted.
"Whatever, look the president wants to meet with us after dinner tonight in his office."
"Did he say what for?"
"Nope."
"Great, he's probably going ask if we've come up with anything yet and we have nothing."
"What do you expect, we just got here."
"Still, we're SeeD we should have a small lead, and idea, something."
"Well we don't. Did you find time between your shopping to make the timeline?" He said, switching to what he felt was a more important subject. He couldn't avoid Eric's questions forever.
"I only went shopping for an hour and a half." She replied rolling her eyes. "It's on the desk in the bedroom." She retrieved the few pieces of notebook paper for him. "I've already memorized it, jus stick to that and we should be able to pull this off. Of course if you were less of an ass it would be a lot easier." Seifer let the remark pass because he knew it would get under her skin if he didn't answer.
"Oh, before I forget we should start a list of possible suspects. People that could possibly get passed the security system."
"Shit!" Quistis exclaimed. "That's what I forgot to do!"
"What?" He said looking up from the couch he was currently lounging on.
"I went for a 'walk' today to look around. I passed by the conference room ou were in and the guard by the door was eavesdropping."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. He definetly had his ear pressed against the key hole. I don't know how long he was there, but he straightened when he was me come around the corner. I'm pretty sure he doesn't know I saw him."
"Did you get his name?" Seifer asked, slightly excited now. If this was their man this damn mission would be over. Something tugged at Seifer's mind but he ignored it for now.
"Yeah Emerson. It was on his uniform." Seifer contemplated her story for a moment, the nagging though in the back of his head reared forward.
"It's too obvious." He mumbled.
"Huh?"
"It's too obvious." He said louder. "These attempts have been happening for what? A month a least? The guy behind this isn't stupid enough to get caught eavesdropping on a meeting. Did you find anything out about the security system?"
"I talked to the head of security today, before lunch. They couldn't' have a better security system if Squall was running it. The watch changes happen at different times everyday. And they don't follow a set pattern. The guards relieving those on watch are told their assignments an hour beforehand. None of the guards know when they will be called to stand. The only person who does know the schedule is the security chief."
"How far in advance does the security chief plan these things out?"
"About two weeks I think."
"Were does he keep the schedule? Did it ever turn up missing?"
"That's the beauty of it. There isn't an actual written schedule, the security chief has a photographic memory. He writes it down, memorizes it, then he deletes the information."
"Man, what happens when this guy dies?"
"Total chaos of course." Quistis said sarcastically. "We'll never find a flawless system." Seifer grinned wolfishly at her.
"Damn straight, otherwise we'd be out of a job."
***
Seifer and Quistis sat in the president's office waiting for him to arrive. The office reminded Quistis of Headmaster's office in Balmb. It was a fairly large room, very spacious. There was a nice oak desk, a chair for the president and two guest chairs facing his. There were plants in the corners and in the windows showed a nice view of the garden Eric had mentioned their first day. All in all the office had a very homey feel. And Quistis felt that the president must spend a lot of time there.
The president entered from the door behind Quistis and Seifer. This was the first time Quistis had a chance to get a good look at the man, since he sat at the other end of the dinner table. He was middle aged, maybe forty-five, with reddish brown hair that was starting to gray at the temples. Quistis wouldn't say that he was attractive, his blue eyes were a little to close together, his nose just a little too big, but he was not completely unfortunate looking. To Quistis he seemed like the right man to be the president, he carried himself with confidence and he set her at ease. His voice, when he spoke, was rich and gentle.
"How do you like it here so far? I hope your stay has been pleasurable so far?" He was pacing behind his desk, just like Cid did when he briefed seeDs on their missions.
"Cant' complain about the room." Seifer said smirking. The president smiled softly at this remark.
"I thought you might like it. It's the most I could do for your help."
"Thank you sir, though I'm sorry to tell you that we don't' have any leads yet." Quistis apologetically.
"Well, of course not! You've only been her two days!"
"What's the meeting for then?" Seifer asked a bit confused. 'What could he possible want?'
"It's about Eric." Quistis and Seifer shared a look. 'Eric?' they both asked themselves. "I just wanted to warn you to be extra careful around him. He's a very bright and observant young man. If anyone is going to blow your cover it'll be him."
"You called us here to tell us that?"
"And to tell you that Eric is going to ask you to go to a club in the area tomorrow. He asked my permission today. I suggest you take it. None of the other boys we had here ever refused. It would only feed Eric's suspicions if you don't go."
"Oh, Emily mentioned something about going to a club today." The president nodded his head still pacing.
"I figured she would, plus I think you all could use a break from the meetings." Seifer was still a bit doubtful, 'what if there was an attack while they were gone?'
"Well, if it's okay with you sir." Quistis said. The president smiled warmly and rubbed his hands together.
"Good, now that we have that out of the way. Do you happened to have any leads?" 'Knew it' though Seifer. 'He HAD to ask.'
"We have a few suspicions, but nothing definite." Quistis said.
"Oh, I've been meaning to ask." Seifer said. "Are the meeting always like that?"
"Like what?"
"The yelling. I really can't imagine how you people get anything done, with you and Mr. Montgomery at each other the whole time."
"Yes, well, we've been rivals since our dollge days. We were roomates you know. I got the presidency, he didn't and he became my vice president. It'a little complicated."
"Oh, I understand completely." Quistis said a sly smile on her lips. 'Just like Squall and Seifer. I think I understand their fighting now. Squall has everything Seifer ever wanted.' For the first time she felt sorry for the blonde. Seifer's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Well sire, if that will be all, it's getting late. We should get some rest."
"Yes, of course." The president said yawning himself. "I'll have to follow your example soon." Quistis and Seifer exited and made their way toward their rooms.
It was kinda long.sorry about that. There hasn't been much Seiftis action. I'm going to put some in the next chappy! PROMISE!!!.but only if you review!!!! mwahahaha