Nail in my hand from my creator.
Well I guess she closed her eyes and just imagined everything's alright.
Rinoa sat uncomfortably on Quistis's bed, yet again. She thought back hours before when she'd shared it with Squall. Another magical moment that she could put in her memory for eternity.
"So what did you want to talk about Rinoa?" Quistis asked as she pulled the metal hair straightener through her silky blonde locks.
Rinoa started fiddling with her fingers, trying desperately to think of a way to word this.
"Ummm, I was thinking about my family and what they would want me to do now." Rinoa started.
Quistis nodded and continued to straighten her hair.
"And I think that they would want me to join the church..."
"Hold on, back up. You want to become a nun?"
Rinoa nodded vigorously and smiled at Quistis.
"After we all risked our lives to get you out you want to become a nun?"
Rinoa nodded a little slower this time.
"...k..."
"Hello is Selphie there please?" Quistis asked into the phone politely.
"No sorry she's gone to Irvine's, can I leave a message?"
'Selphie's parents are so placid compared to her...' "Yes could you please tell her Quistis rung and it was urgent?"
"Sure Quistis. Bye."
"Bye."
Quistis hung the phone up and took a deep breath.
'Damn it, Selphie could knock this out of her; Selphie can knock anything out of anyone.'
Selphie walked up the stone steps leading to Irvine's front door and knocked three times on the large oak door.
She waited impatiently at the front door till finally she pushed it open just to make sure that they'd heard her.
Selphie felt an eerie silence through the house as soon as she walked it, which was unusual for Irvine's house. His house was usually loud with the sounds of his baby sister and his parents. Not to mention the noise pollution that Irvine's stereo produced.
"Hello?" Selphie called out.
She heard something muffled in one of the cupboards and went to investigate. Suddenly deciding this was a bad idea she turned around again to go up to Irvine's room. But she heard the muffled noise again.
Finding the nerve deep down inside her she walked down the dark hallway to the cupboard it was coming from. She opened it apprehensively and gasped loudly at what she saw.
She saw a tiny figure with a sheet draped over it, moving underneath it uncontrollably and crying out loudly.
Selphie scooped the baby up in her arms and held it to her chest protectively. On instinct Selphie ran into the kitchen and warmed the baby up some milk which it drank eagerly.
'Irvy's mum and dad would never do that. Neither would Irvine... something's not right here...' Selphie thought to herself.
Selphie tapped the baby lightly on the back as she walked up the stairs leading to Irvine's room.
Selphie was on edge and jumped at every creak the house made.
She opened the door to Irvine's room and peered in. then she heard footsteps behind her. They were fast and coming directly for her. Reacting quickly she dived into Irvine's room and locked the door.
She heard someone bang against the door hard and at that instant the baby started crying again. Selphie sat down in the corner of Irvine's room and rocked the baby back and forth.
"Shhhh, don't cry..."
"Ok Selphie's not home but if she was I'm sure she'd tell you all about what you'd be missing by becoming a nun. Like pizza and beer and stuff." Quistis continued.
Rinoa smiled softly at Quistis and shook her head.
"I'm sorry Quistis. Even though my father was slightly deranged this is what he'd want."
"What about what you want! Surely you don't want a life of servitude after we just got you out of your last one." Quistis paused before going on, "and slightly deranged?"
Rinoa chuckled lightly; she thought that Quistis of all people would understand.
"Look Rinoa, I just can't comprehend why you would give up what we can give you for the nunnery."
"I know it must seem slightly erratic but this is what my father would want."
"Why do you care? He's dead!" Quistis said letting her mouth get away with her.
She covered her mouth with her hand and instantly regretted it.
Rinoa's eyes welled up and she sniffed quietly.
"This is all the more reason why it is necessary for me to do this! Please understand Quistis. I need you to understand."
Quistis rubbed her eyes in frustration. How could she understand?
"The part I don't understand is how you can still care what your father would want. I thought you left because you didn't want to do what people wanted you to do anymore. Because you wanted to have your own free will."
"I do,"
"You're just a walking contradiction." Quistis sighed.
Squall let out a heavy sigh and rolled his eyes.
"I think she does this on purpose."
"Yep. Have you ever considered that it might be you?" Zell asked.
Squall glared at Zell then went back to complaining.
"She wants to be a fucking nun. Typical fucking women." Squall scowled.
"Cheer cheer to that. You set them free from their oppressive family only to have it shoved in your face with something like this." Seifer agreed.
"Oppressive? Someone's been hanging out with Quistis too much." Squall laughed.
"Speaking of hanging out with people. Where the hell has Irvine been?" Zell enquired.
Squall shrugged his shoulders and Seifer did the same.
"Its like he's dropped off the side of the planet or something."
Selphie closed her eyes to try and block the images out of her brain. She didn't want to remember this ever. That was if she lived through this. She tried to imagine that she wasn't there, that she was safe in her room. But every time she's come back to the panting, grunting figure on top of her.
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Rinoa sat uncomfortably on Quistis's bed, yet again. She thought back hours before when she'd shared it with Squall. Another magical moment that she could put in her memory for eternity.
"So what did you want to talk about Rinoa?" Quistis asked as she pulled the metal hair straightener through her silky blonde locks.
Rinoa started fiddling with her fingers, trying desperately to think of a way to word this.
"Ummm, I was thinking about my family and what they would want me to do now." Rinoa started.
Quistis nodded and continued to straighten her hair.
"And I think that they would want me to join the church..."
"Hold on, back up. You want to become a nun?"
Rinoa nodded vigorously and smiled at Quistis.
"After we all risked our lives to get you out you want to become a nun?"
Rinoa nodded a little slower this time.
"...k..."
"Hello is Selphie there please?" Quistis asked into the phone politely.
"No sorry she's gone to Irvine's, can I leave a message?"
'Selphie's parents are so placid compared to her...' "Yes could you please tell her Quistis rung and it was urgent?"
"Sure Quistis. Bye."
"Bye."
Quistis hung the phone up and took a deep breath.
'Damn it, Selphie could knock this out of her; Selphie can knock anything out of anyone.'
Selphie walked up the stone steps leading to Irvine's front door and knocked three times on the large oak door.
She waited impatiently at the front door till finally she pushed it open just to make sure that they'd heard her.
Selphie felt an eerie silence through the house as soon as she walked it, which was unusual for Irvine's house. His house was usually loud with the sounds of his baby sister and his parents. Not to mention the noise pollution that Irvine's stereo produced.
"Hello?" Selphie called out.
She heard something muffled in one of the cupboards and went to investigate. Suddenly deciding this was a bad idea she turned around again to go up to Irvine's room. But she heard the muffled noise again.
Finding the nerve deep down inside her she walked down the dark hallway to the cupboard it was coming from. She opened it apprehensively and gasped loudly at what she saw.
She saw a tiny figure with a sheet draped over it, moving underneath it uncontrollably and crying out loudly.
Selphie scooped the baby up in her arms and held it to her chest protectively. On instinct Selphie ran into the kitchen and warmed the baby up some milk which it drank eagerly.
'Irvy's mum and dad would never do that. Neither would Irvine... something's not right here...' Selphie thought to herself.
Selphie tapped the baby lightly on the back as she walked up the stairs leading to Irvine's room.
Selphie was on edge and jumped at every creak the house made.
She opened the door to Irvine's room and peered in. then she heard footsteps behind her. They were fast and coming directly for her. Reacting quickly she dived into Irvine's room and locked the door.
She heard someone bang against the door hard and at that instant the baby started crying again. Selphie sat down in the corner of Irvine's room and rocked the baby back and forth.
"Shhhh, don't cry..."
"Ok Selphie's not home but if she was I'm sure she'd tell you all about what you'd be missing by becoming a nun. Like pizza and beer and stuff." Quistis continued.
Rinoa smiled softly at Quistis and shook her head.
"I'm sorry Quistis. Even though my father was slightly deranged this is what he'd want."
"What about what you want! Surely you don't want a life of servitude after we just got you out of your last one." Quistis paused before going on, "and slightly deranged?"
Rinoa chuckled lightly; she thought that Quistis of all people would understand.
"Look Rinoa, I just can't comprehend why you would give up what we can give you for the nunnery."
"I know it must seem slightly erratic but this is what my father would want."
"Why do you care? He's dead!" Quistis said letting her mouth get away with her.
She covered her mouth with her hand and instantly regretted it.
Rinoa's eyes welled up and she sniffed quietly.
"This is all the more reason why it is necessary for me to do this! Please understand Quistis. I need you to understand."
Quistis rubbed her eyes in frustration. How could she understand?
"The part I don't understand is how you can still care what your father would want. I thought you left because you didn't want to do what people wanted you to do anymore. Because you wanted to have your own free will."
"I do,"
"You're just a walking contradiction." Quistis sighed.
Squall let out a heavy sigh and rolled his eyes.
"I think she does this on purpose."
"Yep. Have you ever considered that it might be you?" Zell asked.
Squall glared at Zell then went back to complaining.
"She wants to be a fucking nun. Typical fucking women." Squall scowled.
"Cheer cheer to that. You set them free from their oppressive family only to have it shoved in your face with something like this." Seifer agreed.
"Oppressive? Someone's been hanging out with Quistis too much." Squall laughed.
"Speaking of hanging out with people. Where the hell has Irvine been?" Zell enquired.
Squall shrugged his shoulders and Seifer did the same.
"Its like he's dropped off the side of the planet or something."
Selphie closed her eyes to try and block the images out of her brain. She didn't want to remember this ever. That was if she lived through this. She tried to imagine that she wasn't there, that she was safe in her room. But every time she's come back to the panting, grunting figure on top of her.
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