Hey! I Could Be A Messenger From Hyne, Ya Know!-
A Misadventurous Romance Story
Chapter Five-Ew! That's Gross!
AN~Well, I'm happy to know that everyone but one reviewer(firestarter) has reviewed this little insignificant thing called a ficcy to let me know how much they enjoyed it. Once again(as per my custom), I'd like to shout a big THANX to all my reviewers! *shouts out big THANX* This chapter is dedicated to Aika-Naoki121, Jackie Almasy(go read her stuff, NOW!) and Dog Face(go read some more of stuff, too! NOW!), another trio of my constant reviewers(if you review me more than twice, chances are, I'll dedicate a chapter to you). Well, I'm just sitting back and relaxing to my Pearl Jam CD('Betterman' is the song I'm listening to). Also, I'd really like it if you sent me an E-mail telling me things you think would make this ficcy better, or even just to tell me you liked it(I love E-mails, LoL). Well, enjoy!*smiles* ~tigerofthewind~
Have you ever seen something so disturbing that it makes you want to vomit, laugh, cry, and knock yourself unconcious with a hopefully-placed- nearby hard object all at once? That was what I saw today when I walked into Seifer's office.
The morning shift had come and gone without too much event, and it was during my lunch hour when I was thoughtfully sipping a carton of chocolate milk that I remembered I was supposed to meet the Beast up in his office regarding some unknown subject. I hoped that Balamb hadn't somehow found out some info they weren't supposed to, because then he would blame it on me, and I didn't really have the time or the patience to deal with that right now. 'Peace! Love! And Happiness!' was quickly fading into nothing but a memory.
I was still tired from my lack of sleep the past few days, so I was surprised that I remembered it at all. Between junctioning tutorials(Hyne, those were so boring!) and the upcoming written exam, my head felt ready to explode. I suppose it would have been a cool sight to see, my head exploding, but since that would invoke my clear and utter demise, I fervently prayed to Hyne that it didn't happen.
My point is, I just didn't have time or patience left to expend. Not to mention the fact that I'd been feeling strangely all day, a mixture of fatigue and nausea. I hoped I wasn't coming down with something, like a fever or something weird. Although how I would, since it was the middle of summer, was beyond me.
I inserted my keycard into the elevator(again, the ID system like Galbadia) and hit the button for the third floor. The third floor was nothing at all like Balamb's. In Balamb, there was just Headmaster Cid's office, and later, the bridge. But in here, there was a bridge(and the fireman's pole that went down into Seifer's room, tee hee), a ton of receptionist desks, several cubicles with people hard at work in them, Headmaster Chanton's office, and Seifer's office.
Gathering my courage, I grasped the ornately-designed handle of the door and turned, pushing the heavy mahogany open.
As soon as I entered, Seifer and the petite little blonde receptionist whom he'd been busy making out with both looked up at me, his hand still up her shirt and her hand still stuffed down his pants. The girl turned the most violent shade of red I'd ever seen. Seifer didn't even have the decency to even look embarrassed.
I wanted to keel over laughing, and just plain keel over all at once. I chose instead to do the latter, making this harsh gagging noise and dropping to my knees, before falling over on my side.
"Oh, no! Hey, are you---?"The receptionist started towards me, but Seifer cut her off.
"Teia. Back to work."
"But sir---"
"Back. To. Work."
Knowing no other option, the girl cast one last look at me before fleeing, still trying to straighten her skirt and her hair. I think she thought that somehow he'd managed to kill me(you know, if looks could kill?). I closed my eyes, wishing the sight of the two of them ramming their tongues down each other's throats away.
"Tilmitt, you all right?"Instead, I concentrated on the pretty flower field that went along with my The End limit break.
"............Yes, sir."Okay, it was working. I was able to get to my feet again, shaking my head dizzily."You wanted to see me, sir? Ordinarily, I would have never DREAMED of interrupting..........."
I shut up for two reasons. Number one, Seifer looked ready to kill, which was never a good thing. Number two, I felt the urge to vomit arise in me again.".............Yeah. It's about one of your students."
"Oh?"He motioned for me to have a seat, and I did so, gratefully."Which one?"
"Student No. 1014, Vienna Loire."
"Vienna LOIRE?!"I cried, my eyes bulging out in shock. The death look on Seifer's face was quickly replaced by one of amusement."She's Sir Laguna's DAUGHTER?!"
"Of course. President Loire enrolled her not long before you arrived, messenger girl."
"But........but..........she SAID she was an orphan!"What was going on?! Who was lying here, Vienna or Seifer?! Okay, I was willing to put my money on the fact that Vienna was telling the truth, as of now.
"She would. She doesn't like people knowing who her father is. That's why she enrolled under a different name---Vienna Casanova."
"Oh..........."I guess she didn't want people to treat her different just because her father was the president of Esthar. I think that if I was faced with the same thing, I'd do exactly what she did, too. I smiled and tried to inject some cheerfulness into my voice."Okay. What about her?"
"............Her training. Raijin told me you excluded her the other day."
"Erm, I kinda had to. Her weapon's a---"
"Gunblade, I know,"he finished, glowering at a spot on his desk, if it was possible to glower at something thoughtfully."I called her up to my office not long ago, to get her to tell me more about it, and any other training President Loire might have set her up for. I believe she told you that the blade was her mother's, correct?"He looked up at me but went on before I had the chance to say anything."It was actually Loire's. Used it a long time ago, back during his basic training. Named Nemeris, after the mythical city of the underworld."
He leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the desk."Apparently, she hasn't had any training in close-range combat at all. A few archery lessons, but a gunblade is a totally different story---I should know."He picked up the Hyperion and turned it around at all angles, to the light hit it. Since it was usually too busy slicing me up into dinner-sized pieces, I never really got to appreciate how fine a weapon it was.
"Sir, what do you propose I do about this? You know I can't instruct her-- -I'm having a diffucult time as it is with the other students and their fairly simple weapons. Something as complicated as a gunblade.........."
He nodded, and replaced the Hyperion at it's spot leaning up against the wall."I know, Tilmitt. You won't be teaching half of those students any more, anyway. Because of the newest funds we received not long ago, I hired some new instructors---shuriken specialists, martial artists---that sort of deal. Only the students with nunchaku will be left to your devices."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, a load was off of my shoulders."Other classes?"
"Basic studies and the junior classmen still stand. You'll have two free periods a day for lesson planning, lunch, what have you."
"Sir, what about Vienna? You came to talk to me about her?"
He snapped his fingers together, and the expression on his face was one of the lights just coming on upstairs."Oh, yeah! There's seven periods a day, you know that. Two frees, two basic studies, one combat training, and one junior classmen class. And the other one is..........well, it's specialized training. You're gonna help me train President Loire's daughter. Who knows? If we do a good enough job, we might get more sponsors."
"Hmmm.........."Well, at least I would have time to myself again. But Vienna? I wondered if she was quite cut out to be a gunblade artist.
"It's not an option, Tilmitt. Meet me at the training center tomorrow morning during your first free. Dismissed."
And he went back to shuffling through his papers, just like that! I snorted haughtily and stomped my foot on the floor before stalking out, now having another worry to be added to my list. This job was more than it was worth, sometimes! And it didn't even pay well, either!
"Instructor T.!!!"I heard Mira boom behind me, her heeled boots clicking on the polished floors as she came running up behind me."I heard that you've canceled half of your classes!"She looked distraught, and with veritable reason. Mira's weapon of choice was a quarterstaff.
"I haven't canceled them,"I told her brightly, trying to look better than I felt."Just switched a lot of them around. You're still in basic studies, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but now we have to have Instructor Tora as our combat specialist, and he's SO MEAN!!!"
"Hey, it'll be okay! I'm not a quarterstaff specialist, you know. But I'll tell you what, okay? I've got two free periods a day, now. I use up one for lunch and grading, but during the other one, I'll still give you some basic training, okay?"
Mira's face brightened, and she nodded."Thanks, Instructor T.! You rock!"
I laughed and waved as she ran away."Ha ha ha...........oh, Hyne."My laughter quickly faded into a groan.
"What's wrong, Instructor?"I turned around at the sound of Vienna's quiet, polite voice. Now that I thought on it, she did look a bit like Sir Laguna---brown-haired and of relatively average build. But her eyes she must have inherited from her mother, for they were a deep, steely gray.
"Nothing's wrong. It's me, of course! You know my philosophy! Peace! Love! And Happiness!"
Vienna laughed."I'm sorry, Instructor. I just thought that maybe you were in some sort of trouble, because Commander Almasy canceled a lot of your classes."
I shook my head."I'm not scared of that big dork! Besides, it was only two of my classes. You've still got basic studies with me, remember? Oh!"I dug around in my bag and pulled out a piece of paper, handing it to her."Your GF report. Full marks, Vienna."I didn't try to hide my pride."I especially liked the way you called Griever the 'Lord of the Shadows'. I think you must be quite taken with him."
She turned red, just like I thought she would."Yeah....I, um, I really like Griever."
"You should meet my friend Squall. He likes Griever, too. He's got a ring with Griever on it."
"Really? I'd like to meet him, Instructor. One of these days."
But there was something off-putting about the way she said it. I decided not to think too much of it, because thinking sometimes gives me a headache. I didn't want to end up looking like Quisty, you know!"Okay, Vienna. Oh, by the way, the Beast told me that we're starting training with you tomorrow morning."
"The Beast? C-Commander Almasy? You CALL him that? And he, um, he lets you get away with it?"
That just set me to laughing some more. For some reason, Vienna's shy demeanor always puts me in a good mood."No, he just doesn't know that I do."I shook my finger at her in a mock-stern way."So you'd better not tell him!"
Finally! A tiny laugh escaped her lips."Don't worry, I won't."A pause."I'm really glad you're helping me with my gunblade training, Instructor. It makes me feel better."
"Why? I don't know anything about using one, that's Squall and Seifer's department."
"No, it's, um.........."She looked to be at a loss for words, then lowered her voice at me confidentially."It's Commander Almasy, you know? I'm---I'm............really scared of him. I mean, everyone around here knows what he did and everything, but..........."She shook her head, and swallowed hard."He's just always prowling around here trying to catch kids who are getting into trouble, and stuff like that. He's got that wicked SCAR, not to mention the fact that he's always glaring at something one way or another..............."
I frowned, letting it all sink in. Vienna didn't wait for me to respond."That's why I'm glad that you'll be there, Instructor. I don't think I'll be so scared, that way."
I put on the most reassuring smile that I could."Don't sweat it, Vienna. I'll help you tame the Beast!"
And she smiled and laughed, before waving and heading off to her dormitories. Inside, I was just as deeply disturbed that she was. To tell the truth, I honestly think that Seifer didn't KNOW that he scared people. I mean, he'd probably take great joy and delight in the fact if he knew, but he didn't know. Maybe I could say something to him before tomorrow.
Classes went by uneventfully. I actually had time to sit and ENJOY my lunch, and grade papers. Seifer came in. Yelled about something I didn't pay any attention to. Told me that I was still under strict supervision, and thus was supposed to report to his room after classes and stay there. Made a face and threw a rice cake at him. Had storytime with the kids. The junior classmen, for once, didn't throw food at me when class was over. Cleaned up mess from building blocks and Super-glue(oh Hyne, whoever invented Super-glue must not have had children in mind when they made it).
Packing up my briefcase(and nearly slipping on a banana peel that some smartass had left by the door), I headed back to Seifer's room, dreading sleeping on the hard, hard floor(whoever invented floors must not have had me in mind, either).
The room was dark when I got there. Tee hee! I'd been looking forward to finally getting to play with the Clapper that was in the lair of the Beast, and now I had my chance! Knowing that I must be standing out in the hall grinning like a maniac, I yanked open the door.
"Clap on!"I shouted, smashing my hands together like those little babies you see on TV advertising baby food or diapers or something. At my behest, the lights came on.
I stared at Seifer and the redheaded receptionist for a total of five seconds before I clapped the lights back off, slammed the door shut, and sank down next to it in the hallway."Ew! That's gross!"I whispered to no one in particular, grimacing and closing my eyes. I don't know how I managed to fall asleep with the horrendous images of the two of them practically swallowing one another whole butt naked stuck in my mind, but I managed to do it anyway, albeit the horrid nightmares I had that night.
Thank Hyne I'm not one of Seifer's receptionists.
AN~Tee hee! Well, what does everyone think of this? I know it was short, but there wasn't a whole lot to be established in this part. Basically, it was a lot about Vienna. Oh definitely, as you might have guessed, there's more to her than meets the eye. So basically, there's nothing really particularly funny or plot-breaking in this part(you can flame me now, and tell me how much you hate it!, LoL). Vienna's fascination with Griever's a bit interesting(she has one because *I* have a fascination with Griever, tee hee). Next---'Could Things Get Worse?' Oh, yeah! You bet they can! ~tigerofthewind~
Chapter Five-Ew! That's Gross!
AN~Well, I'm happy to know that everyone but one reviewer(firestarter) has reviewed this little insignificant thing called a ficcy to let me know how much they enjoyed it. Once again(as per my custom), I'd like to shout a big THANX to all my reviewers! *shouts out big THANX* This chapter is dedicated to Aika-Naoki121, Jackie Almasy(go read her stuff, NOW!) and Dog Face(go read some more of stuff, too! NOW!), another trio of my constant reviewers(if you review me more than twice, chances are, I'll dedicate a chapter to you). Well, I'm just sitting back and relaxing to my Pearl Jam CD('Betterman' is the song I'm listening to). Also, I'd really like it if you sent me an E-mail telling me things you think would make this ficcy better, or even just to tell me you liked it(I love E-mails, LoL). Well, enjoy!*smiles* ~tigerofthewind~
Have you ever seen something so disturbing that it makes you want to vomit, laugh, cry, and knock yourself unconcious with a hopefully-placed- nearby hard object all at once? That was what I saw today when I walked into Seifer's office.
The morning shift had come and gone without too much event, and it was during my lunch hour when I was thoughtfully sipping a carton of chocolate milk that I remembered I was supposed to meet the Beast up in his office regarding some unknown subject. I hoped that Balamb hadn't somehow found out some info they weren't supposed to, because then he would blame it on me, and I didn't really have the time or the patience to deal with that right now. 'Peace! Love! And Happiness!' was quickly fading into nothing but a memory.
I was still tired from my lack of sleep the past few days, so I was surprised that I remembered it at all. Between junctioning tutorials(Hyne, those were so boring!) and the upcoming written exam, my head felt ready to explode. I suppose it would have been a cool sight to see, my head exploding, but since that would invoke my clear and utter demise, I fervently prayed to Hyne that it didn't happen.
My point is, I just didn't have time or patience left to expend. Not to mention the fact that I'd been feeling strangely all day, a mixture of fatigue and nausea. I hoped I wasn't coming down with something, like a fever or something weird. Although how I would, since it was the middle of summer, was beyond me.
I inserted my keycard into the elevator(again, the ID system like Galbadia) and hit the button for the third floor. The third floor was nothing at all like Balamb's. In Balamb, there was just Headmaster Cid's office, and later, the bridge. But in here, there was a bridge(and the fireman's pole that went down into Seifer's room, tee hee), a ton of receptionist desks, several cubicles with people hard at work in them, Headmaster Chanton's office, and Seifer's office.
Gathering my courage, I grasped the ornately-designed handle of the door and turned, pushing the heavy mahogany open.
As soon as I entered, Seifer and the petite little blonde receptionist whom he'd been busy making out with both looked up at me, his hand still up her shirt and her hand still stuffed down his pants. The girl turned the most violent shade of red I'd ever seen. Seifer didn't even have the decency to even look embarrassed.
I wanted to keel over laughing, and just plain keel over all at once. I chose instead to do the latter, making this harsh gagging noise and dropping to my knees, before falling over on my side.
"Oh, no! Hey, are you---?"The receptionist started towards me, but Seifer cut her off.
"Teia. Back to work."
"But sir---"
"Back. To. Work."
Knowing no other option, the girl cast one last look at me before fleeing, still trying to straighten her skirt and her hair. I think she thought that somehow he'd managed to kill me(you know, if looks could kill?). I closed my eyes, wishing the sight of the two of them ramming their tongues down each other's throats away.
"Tilmitt, you all right?"Instead, I concentrated on the pretty flower field that went along with my The End limit break.
"............Yes, sir."Okay, it was working. I was able to get to my feet again, shaking my head dizzily."You wanted to see me, sir? Ordinarily, I would have never DREAMED of interrupting..........."
I shut up for two reasons. Number one, Seifer looked ready to kill, which was never a good thing. Number two, I felt the urge to vomit arise in me again.".............Yeah. It's about one of your students."
"Oh?"He motioned for me to have a seat, and I did so, gratefully."Which one?"
"Student No. 1014, Vienna Loire."
"Vienna LOIRE?!"I cried, my eyes bulging out in shock. The death look on Seifer's face was quickly replaced by one of amusement."She's Sir Laguna's DAUGHTER?!"
"Of course. President Loire enrolled her not long before you arrived, messenger girl."
"But........but..........she SAID she was an orphan!"What was going on?! Who was lying here, Vienna or Seifer?! Okay, I was willing to put my money on the fact that Vienna was telling the truth, as of now.
"She would. She doesn't like people knowing who her father is. That's why she enrolled under a different name---Vienna Casanova."
"Oh..........."I guess she didn't want people to treat her different just because her father was the president of Esthar. I think that if I was faced with the same thing, I'd do exactly what she did, too. I smiled and tried to inject some cheerfulness into my voice."Okay. What about her?"
"............Her training. Raijin told me you excluded her the other day."
"Erm, I kinda had to. Her weapon's a---"
"Gunblade, I know,"he finished, glowering at a spot on his desk, if it was possible to glower at something thoughtfully."I called her up to my office not long ago, to get her to tell me more about it, and any other training President Loire might have set her up for. I believe she told you that the blade was her mother's, correct?"He looked up at me but went on before I had the chance to say anything."It was actually Loire's. Used it a long time ago, back during his basic training. Named Nemeris, after the mythical city of the underworld."
He leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the desk."Apparently, she hasn't had any training in close-range combat at all. A few archery lessons, but a gunblade is a totally different story---I should know."He picked up the Hyperion and turned it around at all angles, to the light hit it. Since it was usually too busy slicing me up into dinner-sized pieces, I never really got to appreciate how fine a weapon it was.
"Sir, what do you propose I do about this? You know I can't instruct her-- -I'm having a diffucult time as it is with the other students and their fairly simple weapons. Something as complicated as a gunblade.........."
He nodded, and replaced the Hyperion at it's spot leaning up against the wall."I know, Tilmitt. You won't be teaching half of those students any more, anyway. Because of the newest funds we received not long ago, I hired some new instructors---shuriken specialists, martial artists---that sort of deal. Only the students with nunchaku will be left to your devices."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, a load was off of my shoulders."Other classes?"
"Basic studies and the junior classmen still stand. You'll have two free periods a day for lesson planning, lunch, what have you."
"Sir, what about Vienna? You came to talk to me about her?"
He snapped his fingers together, and the expression on his face was one of the lights just coming on upstairs."Oh, yeah! There's seven periods a day, you know that. Two frees, two basic studies, one combat training, and one junior classmen class. And the other one is..........well, it's specialized training. You're gonna help me train President Loire's daughter. Who knows? If we do a good enough job, we might get more sponsors."
"Hmmm.........."Well, at least I would have time to myself again. But Vienna? I wondered if she was quite cut out to be a gunblade artist.
"It's not an option, Tilmitt. Meet me at the training center tomorrow morning during your first free. Dismissed."
And he went back to shuffling through his papers, just like that! I snorted haughtily and stomped my foot on the floor before stalking out, now having another worry to be added to my list. This job was more than it was worth, sometimes! And it didn't even pay well, either!
"Instructor T.!!!"I heard Mira boom behind me, her heeled boots clicking on the polished floors as she came running up behind me."I heard that you've canceled half of your classes!"She looked distraught, and with veritable reason. Mira's weapon of choice was a quarterstaff.
"I haven't canceled them,"I told her brightly, trying to look better than I felt."Just switched a lot of them around. You're still in basic studies, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but now we have to have Instructor Tora as our combat specialist, and he's SO MEAN!!!"
"Hey, it'll be okay! I'm not a quarterstaff specialist, you know. But I'll tell you what, okay? I've got two free periods a day, now. I use up one for lunch and grading, but during the other one, I'll still give you some basic training, okay?"
Mira's face brightened, and she nodded."Thanks, Instructor T.! You rock!"
I laughed and waved as she ran away."Ha ha ha...........oh, Hyne."My laughter quickly faded into a groan.
"What's wrong, Instructor?"I turned around at the sound of Vienna's quiet, polite voice. Now that I thought on it, she did look a bit like Sir Laguna---brown-haired and of relatively average build. But her eyes she must have inherited from her mother, for they were a deep, steely gray.
"Nothing's wrong. It's me, of course! You know my philosophy! Peace! Love! And Happiness!"
Vienna laughed."I'm sorry, Instructor. I just thought that maybe you were in some sort of trouble, because Commander Almasy canceled a lot of your classes."
I shook my head."I'm not scared of that big dork! Besides, it was only two of my classes. You've still got basic studies with me, remember? Oh!"I dug around in my bag and pulled out a piece of paper, handing it to her."Your GF report. Full marks, Vienna."I didn't try to hide my pride."I especially liked the way you called Griever the 'Lord of the Shadows'. I think you must be quite taken with him."
She turned red, just like I thought she would."Yeah....I, um, I really like Griever."
"You should meet my friend Squall. He likes Griever, too. He's got a ring with Griever on it."
"Really? I'd like to meet him, Instructor. One of these days."
But there was something off-putting about the way she said it. I decided not to think too much of it, because thinking sometimes gives me a headache. I didn't want to end up looking like Quisty, you know!"Okay, Vienna. Oh, by the way, the Beast told me that we're starting training with you tomorrow morning."
"The Beast? C-Commander Almasy? You CALL him that? And he, um, he lets you get away with it?"
That just set me to laughing some more. For some reason, Vienna's shy demeanor always puts me in a good mood."No, he just doesn't know that I do."I shook my finger at her in a mock-stern way."So you'd better not tell him!"
Finally! A tiny laugh escaped her lips."Don't worry, I won't."A pause."I'm really glad you're helping me with my gunblade training, Instructor. It makes me feel better."
"Why? I don't know anything about using one, that's Squall and Seifer's department."
"No, it's, um.........."She looked to be at a loss for words, then lowered her voice at me confidentially."It's Commander Almasy, you know? I'm---I'm............really scared of him. I mean, everyone around here knows what he did and everything, but..........."She shook her head, and swallowed hard."He's just always prowling around here trying to catch kids who are getting into trouble, and stuff like that. He's got that wicked SCAR, not to mention the fact that he's always glaring at something one way or another..............."
I frowned, letting it all sink in. Vienna didn't wait for me to respond."That's why I'm glad that you'll be there, Instructor. I don't think I'll be so scared, that way."
I put on the most reassuring smile that I could."Don't sweat it, Vienna. I'll help you tame the Beast!"
And she smiled and laughed, before waving and heading off to her dormitories. Inside, I was just as deeply disturbed that she was. To tell the truth, I honestly think that Seifer didn't KNOW that he scared people. I mean, he'd probably take great joy and delight in the fact if he knew, but he didn't know. Maybe I could say something to him before tomorrow.
Classes went by uneventfully. I actually had time to sit and ENJOY my lunch, and grade papers. Seifer came in. Yelled about something I didn't pay any attention to. Told me that I was still under strict supervision, and thus was supposed to report to his room after classes and stay there. Made a face and threw a rice cake at him. Had storytime with the kids. The junior classmen, for once, didn't throw food at me when class was over. Cleaned up mess from building blocks and Super-glue(oh Hyne, whoever invented Super-glue must not have had children in mind when they made it).
Packing up my briefcase(and nearly slipping on a banana peel that some smartass had left by the door), I headed back to Seifer's room, dreading sleeping on the hard, hard floor(whoever invented floors must not have had me in mind, either).
The room was dark when I got there. Tee hee! I'd been looking forward to finally getting to play with the Clapper that was in the lair of the Beast, and now I had my chance! Knowing that I must be standing out in the hall grinning like a maniac, I yanked open the door.
"Clap on!"I shouted, smashing my hands together like those little babies you see on TV advertising baby food or diapers or something. At my behest, the lights came on.
I stared at Seifer and the redheaded receptionist for a total of five seconds before I clapped the lights back off, slammed the door shut, and sank down next to it in the hallway."Ew! That's gross!"I whispered to no one in particular, grimacing and closing my eyes. I don't know how I managed to fall asleep with the horrendous images of the two of them practically swallowing one another whole butt naked stuck in my mind, but I managed to do it anyway, albeit the horrid nightmares I had that night.
Thank Hyne I'm not one of Seifer's receptionists.
AN~Tee hee! Well, what does everyone think of this? I know it was short, but there wasn't a whole lot to be established in this part. Basically, it was a lot about Vienna. Oh definitely, as you might have guessed, there's more to her than meets the eye. So basically, there's nothing really particularly funny or plot-breaking in this part(you can flame me now, and tell me how much you hate it!, LoL). Vienna's fascination with Griever's a bit interesting(she has one because *I* have a fascination with Griever, tee hee). Next---'Could Things Get Worse?' Oh, yeah! You bet they can! ~tigerofthewind~