Well, here it is! Don't worry...the story DOES get better, I just don't
wanna rush into things, cause that makes things worse...and about the
Seiftis board, skyx, the link didn't work _ I dunno how to make it work,
but the Seiftis board is an ezboard, themed with FF8, for Seiftis, or any
FF8 fans. ^_^
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Seifer walked into the small hotel at about 5:00pm. He was in the usual less-than-good mood, as he'd had not a catch after a whole afternoon of fishing. Raijin follwed him, a grin plastered on his face, proud over his bucket of fish.
Seifer grumbled something to himself and tossed his fishing pole on the ground to the side. He looked up to see that Fujin was not on in the room. He noticed the bathroom door wide open, no one occupied it.
"Hey what's this?" Raijin asked aloud, picking up a piece of notebook paper on a sidetable. Seifer snatched it away and looked down at it.
"Seifer and Raijin,
Instead of mailing the applications, I'm taking them there myself. If I take them personally, we can be sure they'll get there, and they'll get there fast. This is also an excuse to get out of our hotel room. Frankly, I can't stand the smell of fish a day longer, and I'm going to do something with my life. You ever want to know if you were accepted? Come to Garden.
Fujin"
It took a moment for what she'd said to sink in. Was this a challenge? She wasn't stupid. She knew that even if he didn't exactly want to go to Galbadia Garden, he'd HAVE to know if he was good enough anyway. That was just his nature, pride controlled him.
He cursed under his breath and threw the letter to the floor. As it drifted down, Raijin gave Seifer a confused look, then pick it up and began reading it. Seifer grabbed a beer from the small hotel fridge, and sat down on the bed.
Raijin finished reading as Seifer took his first swig of the beer, and put the letter on the sidetable. "So whata we gonna do?" Raijin asked.
Seifer shrugged. "You tell me."
Raijin thought over things for a minute. "Well...I say we follow her."
Seifer smirked. "What's the use? Waste of money, waste of time."
Raijin shook his head. "What if we do get accepted?" he asked.
Seifer grit his teeth and closed his eyes. 'For the last time, we won't. There is no chance."
Raijin scoffed. "Yeah, better chance of Squall winning a fight against an all-powerful sorceress, eh?"
Seifer considered things for a moment. "Fine. We leave tomorrow. Have things packed, and don't sleep in.". He sighed, how would people react to Seifer Almasy, attending Galbadia Garden? He'd always tried to pretend he didn't care what others thought of him. In truth, it was probably one of his biggest concerns.
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Quistis sighed and stepped out of the aircraft, which landed on the outskirts of Deling. The pilot jumped out and gave the bottom hatch on the plane a hard kick. It fell open, and the briefcase tumbled out. As Quistis picked up the briefcase, she was literally amazed it hadn't just popped open during the ride.
She gave the pilot a slight smile and began her walk into Deling City. Definitly not one of her more favorite places to be. Drug dealers, drunk soldiers, street prostitutes...none very unusual things to see in Deling.
She walked through into the city, pass the car rental shop, and boarded one of the public buses. Not much is to be said of the bus ride. The man sitting next to her had intense body odor that made her want to throw up her lunch, but other than that, not much.
She stepped off the bus in front of the Galbadian Hotel. She smiled, remembering how Rinoa cherished this place. Julia sung here, even when she was pregnant with Rinoa, or so Rinoa had told her.
She stepped up to the front counter. "I'd like a room." she said, opening her purse.
"That will be 100 gil." the woman at the desk said. Quistis handed over the amount necessary and took her room key. She walk into her room and threw the briefcase onto the bed, shut and locked the door, and headed back outside. At least now she was sure she had a place to stay for the night...
She glanced around the streets, soaking in every bit of Deling nightly activity that made the city so...unique. Yes, unique was the word.
She decided she'd better get clothes. Edea had instructed her to buy a completely new wardrobe, and besides, she hadn't brought any of her own clothes anyway. She headed for Trendy Inn, one of the more popular clothes stores in Deling.
Approximately four hours later, at about 9:00pm, she found herself carrying two large shopping bags full of clothes, grumbling painfully as each step sent a pounding pain in each foot.
She entered the Galbadian hotel, hair quite frizzed, makeup worn off, eyes sagging, and feet throbbing. The lower part, where people performed on Julia's stage (or so it had come to be called), was packed. It was only nine, yet she felt like a walking dead woman.
She painfully climbed the stairs and stumbled into her room. She threw the bags to the side, shut and locked her door, and climbed onto the bed for a good night's sleep.
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Seifer threw the last suitcase into the back of the rental and slammed the tailgate. It was six in the morning, and the fresh feel of night still hung in the air, while the first rays of the sun began tumbling over the horizon.
He ran up to the front and climbed into the passenger seat. As he shut the door, Raijin practically floored the gas, sending the truck flying down the small cobblestone road out of Balamb at what must have been twice the speed limit. No matter, it's not like they'd hit anyone.
Even though Seifer would have liked to take the train, they hadn't had enough money for tickets. Lucky for them both, Raijin had befriended the car rental dealer, and the man had givin them a discount as a favor to Raijin. Apparently the same man ran the car rental place in Deling, which is where they were headed, so they could just turn it in there.
About four hours later, at 11, give or take a few minutes, they came into the car rental shop hauling ass. Raijin had to floor the brakes to keep from hitting a redheaded woman.
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Quistis woke up, the sun hitting her face from the window. She looked over at the small bedside clock. 10:46am.
"Damnit!" she swore, snapping to a sitting position. She was supposed to be at the car rental place four hours ago! She got up and hurriedly changed her clothes. No time for a shower.
She grabbed the briefcase and the two shopping bags and ran downstairs, skipping steps. Her hair looked awful, she hadn't done a single thing with it. Her makeup was smeared, old makeup from last night. She probably looked like she'd just had a one night stand with some drunk Galbadian soldier. Go figure.
She set the key to her room down on the counter and said she was checking out, then hurried outside.
The bus headed down the street from about half a mile away. She stood, tapping her foot impatiently, and as soon as it came somewhere near what you would call a "stop" she pushed open the doors and climbed in, hauling her briefcase and huge shopping bags of clothes with her.
As soon as the bus stopped she ran out and across the asphalt, headed for the shop door. She felt a twisting pang in her ankle just as she heard a snap. She slowed her running and turned around, running back to pick up her broken heel, when a car screeched in front of her.
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The woman had the eyes of a petrified deer. Seifer looked over to see Rajin's face. It was whiter than he'd ever seen.
"What were you thinking? Do you know how to drive?!" Seifer immediatly began yelling.
"It was an accident! I didn't even see her!" Rajin defended.
Seifer opened the door and narrowed his eyes and Raijin, the slammed it shut. "Hey, you okay?" he yelled at the woman. He smirked. She looked like one of Deling's hookers.
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Quistis' face turned from total terror to total shock. Was this Seifer Almasy she was looking at?!
She was speechless for a few seconds, then bent down, to pick up the broken piece of the heel of her shoe, and in hopes her red curls would cover her face. She couldn't have Seifer figuring it out, it would ruin the entire mission. "Um..yes.." she managed.
Seifer watched to see what she was doing. "Looks like you broke something..." he said, noticing her damaged shoe.
She'd picked up the piece, and had no reason to remain kneeling. She slowly stood up, then hurriedly turned around. "Yes, well, I'll be on my way." she said, not even facing him.
Seifer nodded and walked back to the car. He climbed in, and shut the door.
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"She okay?" Raijin asked. Seifer's eyes followed the woman, stumbling awkwardly around to the back of the rental store.
"Yeah, sure..." he mumbled. Raijin looked at Seifer curiously.
Seifer watched her disappear behind the building. He suddenly realized where he was and what he was doing. "Well? Go!" he said to Raijin. Raijin nodded hurriedly and pushed his foot to the gas.
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Well?! They met!!!
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Seifer walked into the small hotel at about 5:00pm. He was in the usual less-than-good mood, as he'd had not a catch after a whole afternoon of fishing. Raijin follwed him, a grin plastered on his face, proud over his bucket of fish.
Seifer grumbled something to himself and tossed his fishing pole on the ground to the side. He looked up to see that Fujin was not on in the room. He noticed the bathroom door wide open, no one occupied it.
"Hey what's this?" Raijin asked aloud, picking up a piece of notebook paper on a sidetable. Seifer snatched it away and looked down at it.
"Seifer and Raijin,
Instead of mailing the applications, I'm taking them there myself. If I take them personally, we can be sure they'll get there, and they'll get there fast. This is also an excuse to get out of our hotel room. Frankly, I can't stand the smell of fish a day longer, and I'm going to do something with my life. You ever want to know if you were accepted? Come to Garden.
Fujin"
It took a moment for what she'd said to sink in. Was this a challenge? She wasn't stupid. She knew that even if he didn't exactly want to go to Galbadia Garden, he'd HAVE to know if he was good enough anyway. That was just his nature, pride controlled him.
He cursed under his breath and threw the letter to the floor. As it drifted down, Raijin gave Seifer a confused look, then pick it up and began reading it. Seifer grabbed a beer from the small hotel fridge, and sat down on the bed.
Raijin finished reading as Seifer took his first swig of the beer, and put the letter on the sidetable. "So whata we gonna do?" Raijin asked.
Seifer shrugged. "You tell me."
Raijin thought over things for a minute. "Well...I say we follow her."
Seifer smirked. "What's the use? Waste of money, waste of time."
Raijin shook his head. "What if we do get accepted?" he asked.
Seifer grit his teeth and closed his eyes. 'For the last time, we won't. There is no chance."
Raijin scoffed. "Yeah, better chance of Squall winning a fight against an all-powerful sorceress, eh?"
Seifer considered things for a moment. "Fine. We leave tomorrow. Have things packed, and don't sleep in.". He sighed, how would people react to Seifer Almasy, attending Galbadia Garden? He'd always tried to pretend he didn't care what others thought of him. In truth, it was probably one of his biggest concerns.
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Quistis sighed and stepped out of the aircraft, which landed on the outskirts of Deling. The pilot jumped out and gave the bottom hatch on the plane a hard kick. It fell open, and the briefcase tumbled out. As Quistis picked up the briefcase, she was literally amazed it hadn't just popped open during the ride.
She gave the pilot a slight smile and began her walk into Deling City. Definitly not one of her more favorite places to be. Drug dealers, drunk soldiers, street prostitutes...none very unusual things to see in Deling.
She walked through into the city, pass the car rental shop, and boarded one of the public buses. Not much is to be said of the bus ride. The man sitting next to her had intense body odor that made her want to throw up her lunch, but other than that, not much.
She stepped off the bus in front of the Galbadian Hotel. She smiled, remembering how Rinoa cherished this place. Julia sung here, even when she was pregnant with Rinoa, or so Rinoa had told her.
She stepped up to the front counter. "I'd like a room." she said, opening her purse.
"That will be 100 gil." the woman at the desk said. Quistis handed over the amount necessary and took her room key. She walk into her room and threw the briefcase onto the bed, shut and locked the door, and headed back outside. At least now she was sure she had a place to stay for the night...
She glanced around the streets, soaking in every bit of Deling nightly activity that made the city so...unique. Yes, unique was the word.
She decided she'd better get clothes. Edea had instructed her to buy a completely new wardrobe, and besides, she hadn't brought any of her own clothes anyway. She headed for Trendy Inn, one of the more popular clothes stores in Deling.
Approximately four hours later, at about 9:00pm, she found herself carrying two large shopping bags full of clothes, grumbling painfully as each step sent a pounding pain in each foot.
She entered the Galbadian hotel, hair quite frizzed, makeup worn off, eyes sagging, and feet throbbing. The lower part, where people performed on Julia's stage (or so it had come to be called), was packed. It was only nine, yet she felt like a walking dead woman.
She painfully climbed the stairs and stumbled into her room. She threw the bags to the side, shut and locked her door, and climbed onto the bed for a good night's sleep.
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Seifer threw the last suitcase into the back of the rental and slammed the tailgate. It was six in the morning, and the fresh feel of night still hung in the air, while the first rays of the sun began tumbling over the horizon.
He ran up to the front and climbed into the passenger seat. As he shut the door, Raijin practically floored the gas, sending the truck flying down the small cobblestone road out of Balamb at what must have been twice the speed limit. No matter, it's not like they'd hit anyone.
Even though Seifer would have liked to take the train, they hadn't had enough money for tickets. Lucky for them both, Raijin had befriended the car rental dealer, and the man had givin them a discount as a favor to Raijin. Apparently the same man ran the car rental place in Deling, which is where they were headed, so they could just turn it in there.
About four hours later, at 11, give or take a few minutes, they came into the car rental shop hauling ass. Raijin had to floor the brakes to keep from hitting a redheaded woman.
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Quistis woke up, the sun hitting her face from the window. She looked over at the small bedside clock. 10:46am.
"Damnit!" she swore, snapping to a sitting position. She was supposed to be at the car rental place four hours ago! She got up and hurriedly changed her clothes. No time for a shower.
She grabbed the briefcase and the two shopping bags and ran downstairs, skipping steps. Her hair looked awful, she hadn't done a single thing with it. Her makeup was smeared, old makeup from last night. She probably looked like she'd just had a one night stand with some drunk Galbadian soldier. Go figure.
She set the key to her room down on the counter and said she was checking out, then hurried outside.
The bus headed down the street from about half a mile away. She stood, tapping her foot impatiently, and as soon as it came somewhere near what you would call a "stop" she pushed open the doors and climbed in, hauling her briefcase and huge shopping bags of clothes with her.
As soon as the bus stopped she ran out and across the asphalt, headed for the shop door. She felt a twisting pang in her ankle just as she heard a snap. She slowed her running and turned around, running back to pick up her broken heel, when a car screeched in front of her.
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The woman had the eyes of a petrified deer. Seifer looked over to see Rajin's face. It was whiter than he'd ever seen.
"What were you thinking? Do you know how to drive?!" Seifer immediatly began yelling.
"It was an accident! I didn't even see her!" Rajin defended.
Seifer opened the door and narrowed his eyes and Raijin, the slammed it shut. "Hey, you okay?" he yelled at the woman. He smirked. She looked like one of Deling's hookers.
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Quistis' face turned from total terror to total shock. Was this Seifer Almasy she was looking at?!
She was speechless for a few seconds, then bent down, to pick up the broken piece of the heel of her shoe, and in hopes her red curls would cover her face. She couldn't have Seifer figuring it out, it would ruin the entire mission. "Um..yes.." she managed.
Seifer watched to see what she was doing. "Looks like you broke something..." he said, noticing her damaged shoe.
She'd picked up the piece, and had no reason to remain kneeling. She slowly stood up, then hurriedly turned around. "Yes, well, I'll be on my way." she said, not even facing him.
Seifer nodded and walked back to the car. He climbed in, and shut the door.
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"She okay?" Raijin asked. Seifer's eyes followed the woman, stumbling awkwardly around to the back of the rental store.
"Yeah, sure..." he mumbled. Raijin looked at Seifer curiously.
Seifer watched her disappear behind the building. He suddenly realized where he was and what he was doing. "Well? Go!" he said to Raijin. Raijin nodded hurriedly and pushed his foot to the gas.
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Well?! They met!!!