I put up a picture of Janiyra on the art site and the pic of Reise that CursedAngelofSephiroth sent. ::purrs:: He's a cutie!! Oh, and his antennae didn't get cut off! Where doe sit say that? ::looks around, confused:: sorry if it does!! .
BTW: In game time its about February 20, 2100 ^_^. The Sanria blast was February 18. And they are currently in the compound in France (or where France is today) and because of the war, the weather is bizarre. Snowing one day, warm the next. (something was done to try to control the atmosphere and it backfired, screwing everything up. -.-;)
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Alex and Wakka walked back to the training grounds, both of them frowning. "I can't see how you can play with your feet, ya?"
"Well, in soccer it's illegal to use your hands unless you're the one manning the goals."
"Isn't it strange to play and actual game on land, and not in water?"
"We can't breath water."
"Ya, well, couldn't you like add extra oxygen to it?"
"No. Not that I know of."
"How can you even hit the object accurately?"
"It's easy. Well, years of practice. But I can aim the ball wherever I want to know." Alex put the black and white soccer ball on the ground. "Pick a spot. I guarantee I'll hit it."
Wakka looked around and saw a rock near the "pond." "Hit that rock over there." Alex nodded and took a step back before running forward and launching the ball into the air with his foot. The ball soared and hit the rock, bouncing off and stopping near the water's edge. "Cool."
"See. I told you."
"Yeah, but you can't get the ball to come back to you." Alex shrugged and Wakka demonstrated, throwing the blitzball at the nearest tree. It hit and bounced back to him. He caught it.
"So I guess they both have their advantages and disadvantages." Wakka nodded.
Lexiter walked around the halls before running into Seifer and Squall. Both were carrying their gunblades. "Hello." Lexiter said, stopping in front of them. "Are you boys looking for somewhere to train?"
"Actually, yes." Squall said. She repressed a grin. So he did talk after all.
"Good. I was wondering if I would ever be able to see you fight with those. They're very interesting."
Seifer grinned. "Maybe I could give you a personal demonstration. See, Squall here isn't a master. But I am."
"Oh? Is that so? I guess I'll have to find out for myself." Squall glared at Seifer and followed Lexiter down the hall and up the stairs.
They entered a different room, this one bare and dull looking with no pads anywhere. "Just one thing. I don't know if those guns actually shoot, but don't in here. It would be highly unwise." Seifer shrugged and moved opposite Squall, grinning at him.
"Finally, we have some time to 'practice.'"
". . ."
Lexiter moved to her place against the wall and watched as the boys circled each other, concentration on their faces. Squall took a step back before rushing forward and swinging the blade at Seifer, who raised his, grinning to block. He spun around as Squall pulled the blade back and swung again, Seifer getting on a knee to block it, kicking his leg out. Squall jumped over his leg and landed a step back.
Squall ran at him again, swinging the blade angrily. A piece of Seifer's white jacket was ripped and he glared. "Getting a little close, now aren't we Squall?" Squall just stared at him, frowning. Seifer laughed and rushed Squall, swinging the blade rapidly a few times. Squall blocked but was pushed back each time.
Lexiter watched with amusement. 'Both of them are very powerful, and command perfect skill with their weapons. If we really are going to be choosing a leader from each of the new groups, it's going to be hard to decide between these two. Although, they do seem to like Squall more.' She grinned and then stepped forward. "Boys had enough yet?" Seifer and Squall stopped reluctantly, happy to have had the opportunity, but disappointed it was over so soon.
Aeris and Spike left their rooms, meeting up with each other on the way up to Brenton's office.
"Did you get called too?" Spike asked. She nodded, clipping the silver phone back onto her waist.
"I wonder what this it about now." She sighed and they boarded the elevator that led directly to Brenton's office. Once outside they knocked and heard a voice calling for them to come in. They did and shut the door behind them.
The room was a warm chocolate brown with leather seats. A little fancy for Aeris' taste, and she wrinkled her nose a second at the new smell. He apparently enjoyed spending his money, not well deserved if you asked her.
"Ah yes. Spike, Aeris. I have a huge favor to ask you."
"Oh?"
"Yes, please, have a seat." He motioned for them to sit, but they declined.
"What sort of "huge favor" may this be?" Spike asked, standing protectively near Aeris. She raised an eyebrow and frowned at him.
"One of the Circle was spotted in Pierrespoint."
"And this concerns us why?"
"I need you to go and check it out."
"Why us? Why not someone else, like Chaos Angel?"
"This is a delicate situation, and you two are the best for the job." The words Jen had spoken at the meeting the other day rang through Spike's head. They couldn't go.
"Well, I don't know-"
"Of course we'll take it." Aeris said sweetly, almost gagging herself. He clapped his hands together.
"Excellent! You'll need to leave at once. Make sure you report when you find them.
"Of course, Brenton." Aeris smiled and turned pushing Spike out of the door ahead of her. She shut the door behind her and coughed.
"Jen said-"
"I know what she said. You think I'm going to listen to what he tells me to do? I've been wanting to get rid of him forever. Let's go tell Bennett. Then we'll ACT like we're going there." She grinned evily and Spike followed her, smiling.
"I love the way you think, you know?"
"Yes, Spike."
Bennett paced the floor in front of the two, shaking his head. "You aren't going, right?"
"No. We're going out though to make it look like we left."
"Good. It sounds fishy. What would anyone of the Circle be doing in Pierrespoint? It's such a tiny town!"
"Exactly. So, we're heading out now. See you later." She said coolly and tossed the keys to her bike in the air, catching it. Bennett watched as the two leaved to go to the parking garage, their bikes waiting for them. Bennett paced some more before deciding he had better tell someone. But Jen wasn't well, and he couldn't bother her. He groaned at the thought of BlackJack, so he headed off to find Daniel.
Daniel was eating in the café when Bennett came storming through with urgent news. "Brenton tried to send Spike and Aeris to Pierrespoint on an errand."
"They didn't go, did they?"
"Of course not. You should know they hate following orders, especially those delivered by Brenton."
"Alright. Where did they go?"
"They just said they were going out. Make it look like they went there."
"They're too smart sometimes. I'll let Jen know later. Just alert Arlington and tell him to keep and ear open for the news. Have him alert me immediately if something happens in Pierrespoint."
"Alright." Bennett turned and left Daniel to eat in peace.
Zell sat on the edge of the bed, looking around the room while Jen talked. "I'm really sorry you had to see him like that."
"It's alright. I've seen that sort of thing before."
"I'm really, REALLY-"
"Jen. It's okay. I understand."
"Thanks for staying and all, but you should go. I need to rest a bit. Tomorrow's going to be a long day, and I need the sleep. I haven't been able to the past few days. Now that I can finally say goodbye, maybe I'll be able to."
"Are you sure you'll be alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Thanks for asking though." Zell nodded and stood, taking her hand squeezing it a bit before turning to the door.
"If you need anything, I'll see if I can help." He smiled and she nodded, giving a half grin. As soon as he left and shut the door, Jen hoped out of the bed and ran into the bathroom, not realizing he never completely shut her door.
Jen ripped off her gloves and unwrapped the gauze around her wrist, looking at all the healed scars. She grabbed the little knife and sighed. "Fuck. Three more." She pressed it into her left arm twice and her right once, trying to balance it. She watched as it bled before sticking it under the warm, running water.
Vincent just happened to be walking past her room and noticed the door was open. He looked in and saw she wasn't in her bed, and heard the running water. "Fuck. Three more," he heard her say, and worried he went in silently, realizing he shouldn't invade her privacy. Standing outside the door to the bathroom he waited and heard her shut the water off, sniffling.
Jen pulled two more large band-aids out of the box and slapped them on, grabbing her gloves and gauze. She left the bathroom and nearly screamed as she saw Vincent standing there, looking emotionless.
"What are you doing in my room? How did you get in here?"
"The door was opened and I heard you. Decided to check on you. What are those?" He looked down at her arms and saw them horribly scarred, part of them covered with the bandages.
"None of your damn business." She started to re-wrap her hands and pulled the gloves on.
"I'm not going to criticize you for doing it. I feel the need to atone for my own sins. So what are each scar for?" Jen felt a wave of relief crash over her. So they had something in common besides their guns.
"Each one is a failed mission, or the death of someone in my company, or knew very well."
"Do you remember each one?"
"Of course I do. That's why they're there. I don't want to forget that I'm a failure. I don't want to do stupid things that will endanger anyone else. They serve as that reminder."
"I'm sure you are not a failure. Would you mind telling me what each one was?" Vincent gently guided her to the bed and sat her down, taking a place next to her. She smiled slightly. She could finally confess everything to someone, even if she didn't know him that well.
Unwrapping the gauze again she started her long tale. "The first two are my parents. They were killed by Aerick Bosnar. This one is from a friend of mine when we were cadets. She was killed in a raid. And this one is from my first captain. It was when Lexiter, Daniel and I were cadets with Damon, Janiyra, Sypher and a few others."
"What was his name?"
"Adrian Irons. He infiltrated the Circle's current residency at the time and managed to take out a few of them before he was caught. We tried to stop him. We should have done something! We really did try. Told him it was suicide, but he wouldn't listen to us. Brenton gave him the orders, and he said he would do it, no matter what the risk if it meant the end of the fucking war. He shouldn't have done it alone. Damn Brenton for sending him alone! But Adrian was never one to not take an order. He never came back." Vincent nodded and she continued her list, finishing with the three cadets killed just a few days ago.
Badguy paced around the hospital room after putting the bodies away, frowning. "Something needs to be done. And I have just the idea." He stopped pacing and pulled off the coat, carelessly draping it across a chair.
He entered the hall with some of the dorms and stopped in front of Zuzu's room. He knocked and she pulled it open.
"Hey there! What brings ya round my neck of the woods?" She winked. He grinned.
"I have this great fucking idea. What do you say we drag Jen out of her sorrow and bring her and the others out to a club?"
"Sounds great, but I dunno if she'll like that idea."
"So we force her to go. And the other captains too. They need the break."
"Ya, they do." She grinned.
"Great. You work on Jen and I'll use my charm to get the other bastards in the mood." Zuzu laughed.
"You do that." She shut the door as she walked away. "Alright! We gonna have some fun and bring those Captains outta their funk!"
Sypher wandered out of his room only to be pounced on by Zuzu a little later. "Whoa! What the fuck?"
"Badguy had this great idea. We're gonna make Jen happy and bring her to the clubs."
"Oh yeah? She's not going to like that."
"You are helping. We HAVE to make her! Maybe it'll make her feel better. Come on Syph. What do you say?"
"Of course I'll help. Hell, I want to go too. I'm just saying it might not work."
"Don't be so damn negative. Come on. Let's go get her."
A few minutes later they were inside the room staring at a very unhappy Jen. "Come on babe. It'll be fun." She glared at Sypher.
"Call me babe one more time and the answer is a definite no, and you loose something precious to you." Sypher shut his mouth, moving towards Zuzu to hide behind her. There was a knock at her door and Lexiter stood there.
"I don't know how the fuck he convinced me, but we're going out tonight. That means you too, Jen. If I have to suffer through this shit, you do." Jen sighed and hung her head in defeat.
"Persistent bastards." Zuzu grinned and grabbed her hand.
"Good. Now let's go get you some cute clothes girl."
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"
"Please. We won't go there." Jen glared at Zuzu.
"Fuck you."
"Fuck you too." Jen was dragged from her room and Lexiter looked at Vincent.
"You going to go?"
"No. I'm quite alright remaining here, thank you. But I'm sure Cid would be pleased to go." She nodded and started to go around to the other dorms, banging on the doors, demanding they all come out.
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Well I hope you like it. If you want your character to be included in the fun little romp just let me know. ^_^ But these are the people that HAVE TO GO!! Jen, Daniel, Lexiter (I have plans for the three of them), Badguy, Zuzu, Sypher, Severine, Zell, Cid, Blade, Alessa, Alex and Reise. ^_^ If you want your character to go and they are not listed just tell me! I'll gladly add them in, it just seemed the weren't the party type. Oh, and a few other FF characters are going, like Rikku. Dunno about others yet though. But if they don't go, don't worry. They will not be left out. I'll have little flashbacks to the base. Hehehehhee! ^_^ Anyway, later!!