Myself

If life was a game, could I win in the end? And if I were sane, would I fuck it up all over again? These Questions and answers won't help me redefine myself.

Taproot, Myself

Irvine sat in the cell, all four walls blank, white and opaque. There was no window the only light coming from the unnatural fluorescent strips above him and the pale light that seeped through the air holes that ran along the bottom of the wall where the door was.

The door began to open as Irvine stared at it from his bunk and Seifer stepped in, locking the door behind him. Irvine glanced at him with a look of hatred but could see no smirk or pity in Seifer's face only the glaze of sorrow in his eyes.

'Why are you here?' Irvine snapped.

'To talk.' Seifer said softly.

'About what?' Irvine replied bitterly.

'This. The fact you'll be transferred to Galbadia Prison.' Seifer stated.

'What?' Irvine exploded jumping up from his bed.

'You murdered that cadet Irvine, even if it was in a fit of rage it's still murder.' Seifer told him softly, not moving.

'Unlike the cold calculating way you killed Raijin.' Irvine snapped.

'Raijin was a murderer, he killed Rinoa in cold blood and who knows who would've been next.' Seifer told him.

'So are you going to kill me then?' Irvine sneered.

'No.' Seifer replied calmly.

'You're no different than me so why are you free and I'm locked in this cage?' Irvine raged.

'You killed an innocent.' Seifer replied his gaze unwavering.

'And how many have you killed Seifer? You have no right to judge me!' Irvine yelled angrily strolling up and down what little space he had.

'I'm not the one judging. The Garden Committee did that and decided you had to spend ten years in Galbadia Prison as punishment.' Seifer explained.

'What?! Squall chose to put me away? Fuck!' Irvine growled and collapsed onto his bunk.

Seifer sighed 'Squall didn't chose anything, he was over-ruled due to his relationship with you.' Seifer told him.

'He didn't abandon me?' Irvine said softly.

'No-one has abandoned you Irvine. We want to help but it's out of our hands. The minimum amount of time you'll be there is three years. It's the best we could do.' Seifer said trying to console him.

'Three years minimum? What do you mean?' Irvine said softly tears creeping into his eyes.

'If you control your temper and be a "model" prisoner then your sentence will be reduced.' Seifer explained.

'I see.' Irvine said softly.

'Are you ready to go?' Seifer said softly.

Irvine stood and nodded.

'Okay.' Seifer replied and opened the door to lead him to his new life.