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The smell of a campfire mixes in wth the smell of dried blood and sweat. It drifts easly along the trapped stale air. Wakeing Rin with it's foul smell. Rin wrinkles her nose, and blinks, trying to clear her head. It hurt, but no more so then the rest of her body. Disdainly she discovers her hands are bound, and she was in a rockey out crop. The moutinus area in which if you wanted to hide, you could easly.
Strong hands grab her shoulders and she is dragged along the ground. Two men drag Rin across the stoney ground. Up ahead by the campfire sits their commander. Their they dump rin on the ground.
"She dosn't seem like a Leonhart. Leonharts fight." A voice snaps.
Rin lays still, uncertian of waht to do. The woman grabs a stick. Thoughtfully she twists the tip in the falmes. Her hetes intent on Rin. Pulling out the stick. She stares at the glaowing tip. Glowing brightly ready for it's next meal. A evil jeolous thought fills her mind.
"Leonhart, or not." She pokes the hot tip into Rin's exsposed skin. "You will be made a exsample of."
Two arms grabs Rin and strips her jacket off of her. They drag her to two boulder out crops. Cutting her hands free they secure them to two chains tossed down. With a yelp two men jump down from the out crop snapping Rin up into the air. Her shoulders poping in protest, feeling like they are torn off. The chain is secured, and anouther boulder hangs from Rin's feet to keep her from kicking.
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The woman opens her eyes and peaks around. The people had all gone, taking Rin with them. She sits up and brushes her self off. People scoffed at her for carring fake blood, it was situations like this is why she did. Needing no toher incouragement she runs off towards the Almsy house. Leary of anyone who might be fallowing.
She runs up to the house. A worried Mrs. Almsy runs out and greats her. Mrs. Almsy always keeping her viglant watch over everyone. Just like she did in the library all the years in the Garden.
"What happened, your covered in blood Saran," Mrs. Almsy gasps.
"I'm fine, beside for me and Rin the others are dead." Saran responds.
"Where's Rin?"
"S... She's been taken." Saran says bluntly.
"Oh my," Mrs. Almsy covers her mouth.
"I'm sorry, the mission failed." Saran says eyes watering.
"No it didn't. The base is safe, now lets go inside and update the situation." Mrs. Almsy comforts.
"Yes, ma'am."
Saran, fallows Mrs. Almsy to the basement. She bows politly and runs down the stairs. Everyone seems happy to see her, who wern't to busy. The happiness lowered as they noticed her missing comrades. Seth surpressed all his bad thoughts and stands up strait. His face asking if Rin was upstairs.
"I'm the only one not dead or captured, other then that the mission was a sucsess." Saran reports.
"Rin?" Squall asks.
"Captured." Saran answers.
Squall lowers his head in deep thought. So does Seth, but Seth collapses into the chair. Feeling feelings for guilt both want to burst out and find her. Seifer sighs and motions for Saran to go wash up. Saran thanks him and runs off to the basment corner to free herself of filth and fake blood. Seifer turns and faces Squall. His face stone cold and determined.
"I'm sorry Squall, we have no time to look for her." Seifer mentions.
"I know that." Squall glares at him. "Seth where do we strike next?"
"I hear theres a frcation of these poor excuses on the ourside of Timber. I agree we strike," Seth takes command try to surpress the urgency to save Rin.
"Yo, Sethy I'll take Dirk with me, an' we'll git my parents." Yojin breaks in.
"Who are your parents?" Squall asks.
"Raijin and Fujin." The group answers to gether.
"What dey said." Yojin says grabing Derks arm. "Donna worry, we can handle them."
Derk and Yojin run up the stairs. Squall stares at them awhile, oddly enough the idea of Raijin and Fujin having kids scared him, exspecially together. Shakeing his head clear of the thought he looks at Seifer. His heart still blamed all this on him. After all his son tainted his daughter. Before him Rin would have never run away. Seifer looks up and matches his stare.
"I hope you know I blame this all on you." Squall spits out inadvertingly.
"Yeah, sure blame this all on me." Seifer growls back chalangingly. "If you wern't such a bad father Rin would have stayed home."
"It was your son who tainted her thoughts." Squall counters coolly.
"Meaning your daughter was weak from the begining." Seifer seems to have a glint in his eye.
Before Squall can respond Mrs. Almsy drops something on the floor. It was just like woman to figure out when things reached there tensest moment. Natural womanly instinct you just had to love it. Squall and Seifer try to crush each other with one last look before shifting off to there corners.
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Being asked to put this out so I am.
Disclaimer I do not own FF 8
The smell of a campfire mixes in wth the smell of dried blood and sweat. It drifts easly along the trapped stale air. Wakeing Rin with it's foul smell. Rin wrinkles her nose, and blinks, trying to clear her head. It hurt, but no more so then the rest of her body. Disdainly she discovers her hands are bound, and she was in a rockey out crop. The moutinus area in which if you wanted to hide, you could easly.
Strong hands grab her shoulders and she is dragged along the ground. Two men drag Rin across the stoney ground. Up ahead by the campfire sits their commander. Their they dump rin on the ground.
"She dosn't seem like a Leonhart. Leonharts fight." A voice snaps.
Rin lays still, uncertian of waht to do. The woman grabs a stick. Thoughtfully she twists the tip in the falmes. Her hetes intent on Rin. Pulling out the stick. She stares at the glaowing tip. Glowing brightly ready for it's next meal. A evil jeolous thought fills her mind.
"Leonhart, or not." She pokes the hot tip into Rin's exsposed skin. "You will be made a exsample of."
Two arms grabs Rin and strips her jacket off of her. They drag her to two boulder out crops. Cutting her hands free they secure them to two chains tossed down. With a yelp two men jump down from the out crop snapping Rin up into the air. Her shoulders poping in protest, feeling like they are torn off. The chain is secured, and anouther boulder hangs from Rin's feet to keep her from kicking.
****
The woman opens her eyes and peaks around. The people had all gone, taking Rin with them. She sits up and brushes her self off. People scoffed at her for carring fake blood, it was situations like this is why she did. Needing no toher incouragement she runs off towards the Almsy house. Leary of anyone who might be fallowing.
She runs up to the house. A worried Mrs. Almsy runs out and greats her. Mrs. Almsy always keeping her viglant watch over everyone. Just like she did in the library all the years in the Garden.
"What happened, your covered in blood Saran," Mrs. Almsy gasps.
"I'm fine, beside for me and Rin the others are dead." Saran responds.
"Where's Rin?"
"S... She's been taken." Saran says bluntly.
"Oh my," Mrs. Almsy covers her mouth.
"I'm sorry, the mission failed." Saran says eyes watering.
"No it didn't. The base is safe, now lets go inside and update the situation." Mrs. Almsy comforts.
"Yes, ma'am."
Saran, fallows Mrs. Almsy to the basement. She bows politly and runs down the stairs. Everyone seems happy to see her, who wern't to busy. The happiness lowered as they noticed her missing comrades. Seth surpressed all his bad thoughts and stands up strait. His face asking if Rin was upstairs.
"I'm the only one not dead or captured, other then that the mission was a sucsess." Saran reports.
"Rin?" Squall asks.
"Captured." Saran answers.
Squall lowers his head in deep thought. So does Seth, but Seth collapses into the chair. Feeling feelings for guilt both want to burst out and find her. Seifer sighs and motions for Saran to go wash up. Saran thanks him and runs off to the basment corner to free herself of filth and fake blood. Seifer turns and faces Squall. His face stone cold and determined.
"I'm sorry Squall, we have no time to look for her." Seifer mentions.
"I know that." Squall glares at him. "Seth where do we strike next?"
"I hear theres a frcation of these poor excuses on the ourside of Timber. I agree we strike," Seth takes command try to surpress the urgency to save Rin.
"Yo, Sethy I'll take Dirk with me, an' we'll git my parents." Yojin breaks in.
"Who are your parents?" Squall asks.
"Raijin and Fujin." The group answers to gether.
"What dey said." Yojin says grabing Derks arm. "Donna worry, we can handle them."
Derk and Yojin run up the stairs. Squall stares at them awhile, oddly enough the idea of Raijin and Fujin having kids scared him, exspecially together. Shakeing his head clear of the thought he looks at Seifer. His heart still blamed all this on him. After all his son tainted his daughter. Before him Rin would have never run away. Seifer looks up and matches his stare.
"I hope you know I blame this all on you." Squall spits out inadvertingly.
"Yeah, sure blame this all on me." Seifer growls back chalangingly. "If you wern't such a bad father Rin would have stayed home."
"It was your son who tainted her thoughts." Squall counters coolly.
"Meaning your daughter was weak from the begining." Seifer seems to have a glint in his eye.
Before Squall can respond Mrs. Almsy drops something on the floor. It was just like woman to figure out when things reached there tensest moment. Natural womanly instinct you just had to love it. Squall and Seifer try to crush each other with one last look before shifting off to there corners.
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Being asked to put this out so I am.
