Chapter 3: My Home
Feeling.How am I? I don't want to. I'm too scared to. I'm scared of pain, fear, love, and hate. For eternity I have waited for a soul.yet, now I am scared. I hate it! It is such a strong emotion.hate.
As Quistis and Laguna drove down the road, the sun beamed down in Quistis' eyes. Nothing was said on the drive there. No one wanted to. Quistis was too nervous and Laguna was too scared to make her even more nervous. It was hard for the both of them. Harder than either of them could handle.
Once they arrived, Quistis was a bit more relaxed than before. When she stepped out of the car, cool breezes surrounded her. She couldn't help but smile. At the sight of her smiling, Laguna smiled. He wanted to see her happy. He wanted to see her smile.
After a few minutes of standing outside under the, accompanied by the heavenly cool breezes, Dr. Grey finally met up with them.
"Ah, fine day isn't it?" Dr. Grey asked
"Oh, absolutely magnificent," Quistis said smiling at him.
She was happy, carefree, and wild. Dr. Grey didn't know she had the strength in her to smile. Quistis was truly amazing.
"Now, shall we go in?" Dr. Grey asked.
Laguna and Quistis nodded. Soon, they were off to see what Rinoa would seem like now. How would she react to them? Scared? Happy? Would she even want to see them or would she be too vulnerable? It seemed impossible for those questions to be answered at the moment.
As they stepped into the building, it looked larger to Laguna and Quistis. Probably because the lack of people in the building. The secretaries behind the desks weren't as crazy as they were the last time they visited. In fact, it was so quiet, all you could hear were the sound of the taps of their shoes.
Soon, Dr. Laurens accompanied them. "Hello," she said politely.
"Hello Miss Vita," said Quistis. This time when Quistis spoke, her voice sounded saddened and disturbed. Quistis, however, tried to hide behind a false and weak smile.
"Now, we all know why we are her. So, let us begin," Dr. Laurens announced. "Please, follow me if you will."
All of them did as Dr. Laurens requested. They did follow her, although, not into the room in the far back, all by its lonesome. Instead, they followed Dr. Laurens into a room that kind on blended in with the rest of the rooms.
When they stepped inside the room, they immediately noticed how neat and organized it looked. It might not have looked like the other room because it was so tidy, but it did look kind of odd like the other room. Once again there was a small tube, which looked like it could contain a human inside it. It was scary to Quistis because the room was just so empty, dark and cold. The walls and doors were like metal. Cold. Dark. Hard.
It was just too much for Quistis to handle so she closed her eyes as her emotions ran cold. Right then, all she could feel were the intense beatings of her heart. That was all she wanted to feel really. She didn't want to open her eyes. She was scared to. Scared? Of what? Why?
"Miss Trepe?' It was Dr. Grey's voice hard, still, yet at the same time, sympathetic.
She stared at him expressionless. A smile, frown, laugh, or even a wink could satisfy him. But there was nothing. Nothing but killer silence drowned the room full of fear, pain, love, and joy. At last, she spoke quietly, "Yes, Sir?" she asked. She wiped away a gentle tear that managed to slip out. Whenever she was there, it always brought back such painful childhood memories of when she had to think of her life like that. Motherless. Fatherless.
"Are you alright, Ma'am?" Dr. Grey asked, concerned.
All Quistis did was nod. She didn't say anything. She was too scared to.
"Very well," said Dr. Laurens. Her voice was non-sympathetic, non-caring. Her voice was firm. Hard almost. She continued. "Follow me." She walked slowly in the cold room. Quistis thought she was going to stop at the container, but she didn't. She was surprised. Then, Dr. Laurens walked over to a thick door, probably the thickest. From the outside, facing the door, it looked like a closet or storage room. However, inside, it was the complete opposite. There was plenty of room to move around in, not small like closets.
The inside of the door actually looked like a laboratory. It looked like one of those rooms you only read of hear about from a cartoonist or a book. It was definitely not serious.
They passed up many scientific-looking projects and bottles full of dangerous chemicals. It seemed like something it would take forever to build, for such a huge building with irregularly large rooms such as the laboratory. Everywhere they stepped there was a maze, so they were careful not to lose track of the two doctors. After a while, they stopped, Dr. Laurens and Dr. Grey standing in front of a thick wall
"No," Dr. Laurens began. "Remember, she is still extra fragile. Do not make any quick moves and don't walk fast. Another item, do not speak loud; it alarms her."
Quistis nodded. Laguna, however, said loudly, "Yes, Ma'am." He then received a cold look from Quistis. All he did was shrugged.
She stood in front of something that looked familiar to Quistis. It was something lit up. It was like a firefly, except it was pink.
Then, as time came, Quistis got more and more dizzy. She didn't know whether she was going faint or what. So she waited. She waited till the moment, feeling lost and dazed. Her heart beat so fast, she felt as if it was going to pop right out of her, or even stop. When the moment arrived, nothing happened to her. She just stood there as she stared back at deep, dark eyes.
There, before her, stood project 458609, also known as Rinoa. She was completed. A mere feeling of a smile came to Quistis. It was her own. The smile was hers.
Then, Quistis realized she had been pointlessly standing there, at her own will. Before Quistis could speak, Rinoa did.
"Hello," she whispered. Her voice was hoarse, quiet, and quite pretty. She continued. However, she kept her sentences brief. "I am Rinoa. . . Who are you?" IT didn't sound robotic. It sounded like a polite young lady.
"I am. . . Quistis. . ." she spoke quietly, remembering that loud noises frighten her.
A smile came upon Rinoa as well, "I am very pleased to meet you Quistis."
"Charmed," Quistis replied.
"Who are you?" Her eyes stared upon Laguna. She entranced him by her gaze.
It was funny to watch Laguna because he was so nervous he might do or say something wrong. Finally, he spoke, "I am Laguna Loire."
"I am happy to meet you, Mr. Loire," she said.
He smiled back. " You too. . ."
Quistis knew what it meant when he flashed that smile, so she gave him a nudge. After that, she whispered something gentle in his ear. So gentle, no one else could hear it besides the two. . . Although, maybe some one else might have heard too.
"Right, so, I'm Laguna, and I need to go now. . ." He stuttered along and tried to find his way back. Straight ahead, he told himself. Straight ahead.
Laguna managed to find his way out after a long time of searching. He stood outside the waiting room and remained there for a couple of minutes. He then felt the need to call someone, anyone. . . Who would he call? An idea popped into his head. Then, he rushed to the phone booth, which was located in the office.
Within the next hour, Laguna was laughing all over the place. He had called Zell because he was the most hyper person he could think of, besides Selphie. But she couldn't talk about 'guy stuff' like Zell could. Zell and Laguna also got along quite well too.
The two boys had covered a lot of ground in the 'guy stuff' area. They already had acted like complete retards and it seemed like no one noticed because they themselves joined in from time to time. However, the boys straightened up when they noticed someone coming from the hall. They weren't sure who it was, but they were both in a hurry to get Zell out of the building since Quistis had told Laguna that she probably wouldn't be able to handle a lot of people all at once. So Zell listened, willfully pushing himself out because Quistis was worst when she was mad.
Sure enough, there was Quistis pushing her way along and helping Rinoa stand. She was so helpless. She was almost like a naive child. Laguna laughed.
"Are you two ladies ready?" Laguna asked, in his usual appealing voice.
Quistis nodded.
Once they exited the building, they were off to take Rinoa home. . .
My home. . .
Feeling.How am I? I don't want to. I'm too scared to. I'm scared of pain, fear, love, and hate. For eternity I have waited for a soul.yet, now I am scared. I hate it! It is such a strong emotion.hate.
As Quistis and Laguna drove down the road, the sun beamed down in Quistis' eyes. Nothing was said on the drive there. No one wanted to. Quistis was too nervous and Laguna was too scared to make her even more nervous. It was hard for the both of them. Harder than either of them could handle.
Once they arrived, Quistis was a bit more relaxed than before. When she stepped out of the car, cool breezes surrounded her. She couldn't help but smile. At the sight of her smiling, Laguna smiled. He wanted to see her happy. He wanted to see her smile.
After a few minutes of standing outside under the, accompanied by the heavenly cool breezes, Dr. Grey finally met up with them.
"Ah, fine day isn't it?" Dr. Grey asked
"Oh, absolutely magnificent," Quistis said smiling at him.
She was happy, carefree, and wild. Dr. Grey didn't know she had the strength in her to smile. Quistis was truly amazing.
"Now, shall we go in?" Dr. Grey asked.
Laguna and Quistis nodded. Soon, they were off to see what Rinoa would seem like now. How would she react to them? Scared? Happy? Would she even want to see them or would she be too vulnerable? It seemed impossible for those questions to be answered at the moment.
As they stepped into the building, it looked larger to Laguna and Quistis. Probably because the lack of people in the building. The secretaries behind the desks weren't as crazy as they were the last time they visited. In fact, it was so quiet, all you could hear were the sound of the taps of their shoes.
Soon, Dr. Laurens accompanied them. "Hello," she said politely.
"Hello Miss Vita," said Quistis. This time when Quistis spoke, her voice sounded saddened and disturbed. Quistis, however, tried to hide behind a false and weak smile.
"Now, we all know why we are her. So, let us begin," Dr. Laurens announced. "Please, follow me if you will."
All of them did as Dr. Laurens requested. They did follow her, although, not into the room in the far back, all by its lonesome. Instead, they followed Dr. Laurens into a room that kind on blended in with the rest of the rooms.
When they stepped inside the room, they immediately noticed how neat and organized it looked. It might not have looked like the other room because it was so tidy, but it did look kind of odd like the other room. Once again there was a small tube, which looked like it could contain a human inside it. It was scary to Quistis because the room was just so empty, dark and cold. The walls and doors were like metal. Cold. Dark. Hard.
It was just too much for Quistis to handle so she closed her eyes as her emotions ran cold. Right then, all she could feel were the intense beatings of her heart. That was all she wanted to feel really. She didn't want to open her eyes. She was scared to. Scared? Of what? Why?
"Miss Trepe?' It was Dr. Grey's voice hard, still, yet at the same time, sympathetic.
She stared at him expressionless. A smile, frown, laugh, or even a wink could satisfy him. But there was nothing. Nothing but killer silence drowned the room full of fear, pain, love, and joy. At last, she spoke quietly, "Yes, Sir?" she asked. She wiped away a gentle tear that managed to slip out. Whenever she was there, it always brought back such painful childhood memories of when she had to think of her life like that. Motherless. Fatherless.
"Are you alright, Ma'am?" Dr. Grey asked, concerned.
All Quistis did was nod. She didn't say anything. She was too scared to.
"Very well," said Dr. Laurens. Her voice was non-sympathetic, non-caring. Her voice was firm. Hard almost. She continued. "Follow me." She walked slowly in the cold room. Quistis thought she was going to stop at the container, but she didn't. She was surprised. Then, Dr. Laurens walked over to a thick door, probably the thickest. From the outside, facing the door, it looked like a closet or storage room. However, inside, it was the complete opposite. There was plenty of room to move around in, not small like closets.
The inside of the door actually looked like a laboratory. It looked like one of those rooms you only read of hear about from a cartoonist or a book. It was definitely not serious.
They passed up many scientific-looking projects and bottles full of dangerous chemicals. It seemed like something it would take forever to build, for such a huge building with irregularly large rooms such as the laboratory. Everywhere they stepped there was a maze, so they were careful not to lose track of the two doctors. After a while, they stopped, Dr. Laurens and Dr. Grey standing in front of a thick wall
"No," Dr. Laurens began. "Remember, she is still extra fragile. Do not make any quick moves and don't walk fast. Another item, do not speak loud; it alarms her."
Quistis nodded. Laguna, however, said loudly, "Yes, Ma'am." He then received a cold look from Quistis. All he did was shrugged.
She stood in front of something that looked familiar to Quistis. It was something lit up. It was like a firefly, except it was pink.
Then, as time came, Quistis got more and more dizzy. She didn't know whether she was going faint or what. So she waited. She waited till the moment, feeling lost and dazed. Her heart beat so fast, she felt as if it was going to pop right out of her, or even stop. When the moment arrived, nothing happened to her. She just stood there as she stared back at deep, dark eyes.
There, before her, stood project 458609, also known as Rinoa. She was completed. A mere feeling of a smile came to Quistis. It was her own. The smile was hers.
Then, Quistis realized she had been pointlessly standing there, at her own will. Before Quistis could speak, Rinoa did.
"Hello," she whispered. Her voice was hoarse, quiet, and quite pretty. She continued. However, she kept her sentences brief. "I am Rinoa. . . Who are you?" IT didn't sound robotic. It sounded like a polite young lady.
"I am. . . Quistis. . ." she spoke quietly, remembering that loud noises frighten her.
A smile came upon Rinoa as well, "I am very pleased to meet you Quistis."
"Charmed," Quistis replied.
"Who are you?" Her eyes stared upon Laguna. She entranced him by her gaze.
It was funny to watch Laguna because he was so nervous he might do or say something wrong. Finally, he spoke, "I am Laguna Loire."
"I am happy to meet you, Mr. Loire," she said.
He smiled back. " You too. . ."
Quistis knew what it meant when he flashed that smile, so she gave him a nudge. After that, she whispered something gentle in his ear. So gentle, no one else could hear it besides the two. . . Although, maybe some one else might have heard too.
"Right, so, I'm Laguna, and I need to go now. . ." He stuttered along and tried to find his way back. Straight ahead, he told himself. Straight ahead.
Laguna managed to find his way out after a long time of searching. He stood outside the waiting room and remained there for a couple of minutes. He then felt the need to call someone, anyone. . . Who would he call? An idea popped into his head. Then, he rushed to the phone booth, which was located in the office.
Within the next hour, Laguna was laughing all over the place. He had called Zell because he was the most hyper person he could think of, besides Selphie. But she couldn't talk about 'guy stuff' like Zell could. Zell and Laguna also got along quite well too.
The two boys had covered a lot of ground in the 'guy stuff' area. They already had acted like complete retards and it seemed like no one noticed because they themselves joined in from time to time. However, the boys straightened up when they noticed someone coming from the hall. They weren't sure who it was, but they were both in a hurry to get Zell out of the building since Quistis had told Laguna that she probably wouldn't be able to handle a lot of people all at once. So Zell listened, willfully pushing himself out because Quistis was worst when she was mad.
Sure enough, there was Quistis pushing her way along and helping Rinoa stand. She was so helpless. She was almost like a naive child. Laguna laughed.
"Are you two ladies ready?" Laguna asked, in his usual appealing voice.
Quistis nodded.
Once they exited the building, they were off to take Rinoa home. . .
My home. . .