Cid made his way back to the ship, where most of the soldiers were taking a break along the beach. The leader noticed Cid, as soon as the man stepped onto the beach. He walked over and saluted Cid, and then asked, "Did you find what you were looking for?"
"No." Said Cid, still upset about what the Galbadians did. "I need some money quickly. Do you have any idea where I might get some?"
The leader thought for a moment, and then said, "There might be some opportunities at the capital of Galbadia, Deling City."
"No." Cid said. "I won't go to the capital of Galbadia."
The leader looked confused at Cid's answer, but, quickly, made another suggestion. "The men living in Fisherman's Horizon have some nice skills. Maybe they can help you with something." He said.
Cid considered the thought, and then nodded his head. The leader, then, made a gesture to his men to turn the ship toward FH. Cid, however, only walked to the back room to wait until they've reached their destination. He sat at the table, once he entered the room and watched as Ellone taught Watts and Zone how to play Triple Triad. The trip was short and Cid was off of the ship in no time. He stood near the ship, glancing around at the rust colored town. After a few moments, he began walking about the town, taking notice of everyone's skills, despite the anger he still felt for the Galbadians. Most of the residents of FH were skilled technicians. It was clear how skilled they were when Cid reached the docks. There in the water, floated a large base of some sort. It looked like a large baby's toy; three rings with the smaller on top and the larger on the bottom. FH technicians stood atop ladders, painting some designs on the bottom of the 'base'. Cid looked up at the 'base', as he walked along the rusty path. Once he came to the technician that seemed to be in charge, he asked, "Excuse me. My I ask what that is?"
The technician turned to face the other man, and then said, "That's our shelter."
"Why do you need a shelter?" Cid asked.
"Well, we need some place to stay, until we make FH livable."
Cid nodded in understanding, and then began making his way back to the ship. When he passed by the hotel, a strange looking man walked out of the hotel. The man was bald with pale yellow skin and he wore a green robe. "What are you looking at?" The man asked Cid.
"Oh, nothing." Cid responded.
The man was about to walk away, when he said, "You look like you're here for a reason."
Cid remained silent, unsure of whether to tell the man why he was there in the first place. "Need any help?" The man asked.
"I'm just looking for some people to build a military academy. That's all. My wife said that a military academy would be perfect to help protect the innocent." Cid said.
"Military academy?" The man asked. "Well, this is your lucky day. I know a few good technicians that could help you out."
"You do?"
"Yeah." The man said. "And I'll get them for you."
"Why are you helping me?"
"You need money to build a military academy, right? I'll take of the technicians and the funding for you."
"Yeah, but, why?"
"I think what your wife said is true. That a military academy would be just what we need."
"Well… thanks for your help. May I ask your name?"
"Oh, sorry. I'm Norg." The man introduced. "Well, let's get started. We can use that shelter for a foundation."
Cid looked up at the shelter, and then at Norg. "Where will the technicians stay?" He asked.
"Oh, I'm sure they can scrounge up some tents." Norg said.
Selphie: Sorry this chapter was short guys. But I can't continue on with Cid. I'm going back to the orphanage with the next chapter. Oh, and Norg didn't evolve into the fat tub of lard, yet, so don't flame me for that. So, how was this little chappy?