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"Ah, Instructor Trepe, come on in. You don't look to good, are you alright?"
"I'll be fine Headmaster. Thank you for asking." Quistis returned politely.
Cid waved his hand, dismissing Selphie and Rinoa who both squeezed Quistis' shoulders reassuringly before turning and leaving.
"You wanted to see me Headmaster?"
Cid nodded solemnly.
"Doctor Kadowaki informed me of your discovery of an injured person in the front foyer. Apparently, Doctor Kadowaki wasn't able to heal her. She went off to do a bit of research, and when she got back, both you and the girl had disappeared. I'm curious as to what happened."
"Well, last night, I heard a cry for help coming from the front foyer. I went to investigate, and found a girl lying there. She was seriously injured, so I took her to the Infirmary. As Doctor Kadowaki told you, she couldn't heal the girl, apparently her Curagas didn't work. When she went back to her office, the girl woke up, and seemed to be in a lot of pain, so I tried Curaga on her. My spell worked, but it also took a lot out of me, and I fainted. I then woke up to find myself in my dorm. From what people have been telling me, the girl carried me back to my room. I don't remember what happened in between the time that I fainted and the time that I woke up, so I can't justify the claim that the girl carried me back."
"You fainted? Are you alright?" Cid asked worriedly.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired, but I'll be fine in no time." Quistis replied, putting on a reassuring smile.
"Good to hear Instructor. Now. About the girl. What do you know about her?"
"She told me her name was Miranda. That's all the personal information I got out of her. She's short, about 5' 3", around 14 to 15 years old, has dark black hair and eyes, slightly tanned skin. She's probably wearing her black trench coat, dark coloured pants, and a white shirt."
"That's all you know?"
"Yes sir. She was reluctant to even share her name. It was the most I could have done."
"Very well Instructor."
"Oh, wait. She has a Gunblade."
"She's armed?"
"Yes. And very adequately too."
"With what kind of Gunblade? One of the Garden's?"
"No. I've never seen such a model until now. I think it's been customized just for her. She called it the Samurai's Last Wish. It's some sort of combination between a Japanese sword and a rifle. It could quite possibly be better than even Commander Leonheart's Lionheart."
Cid simply stared at Quistis in disbelieve.
"Is that... Is that even possible?"
"I guess it is now Headmaster."
"Is she a threat to the Garden? Or to SeeD?"
"No. At least, not from what I've observed. She helped me, if she was a threat to us, she would have left me in the Infirmary."
Cid nodded.
"True..."
KNOCK
KNOCK
"Come in." Cid called.
"Headmaster, there's a girl here who wants to see you." Cid's secretary said.
Cid arched an eyebrow.
"If she wishes to join SeeD, escort her to see Commander Leonheart."
"Sorry Sir, but she directly stated she wished to see you. And Instructor Trepe."
This time, Quistis arched an eyebrow.
"Well. Let her in." Cid replied.
The secretary disappeared, only to appear moments later, accompanied by none other than Miranda.
* * *
"Miranda?"
"Instructor. Headmaster." Miranda said, bowing her head to each of them in turn.
"So you're the girl who Instructor Trepe found last night."
"Yes. That would be me."
Cid looked long and hard at the girl standing before her. Though short, she had an aura of mystery and darkness, one that implied that she possessed immense power, and wasn't afraid to use it.
"Please, sit down." Cid said after a moment's silence.
Miranda silently sat down in the chair next to Quistis. Silence ensued, no- one said a word. Finally, Miranda spoke.
"Headmaster, I'd like to request admission to personal tutoring. Under Instructor Trepe."
Shock coursed through both Cid and Quistis.
"Um, what?" Quistis finally said.
'Great going Quisty, that was such an eloquent statement...'
"I said, I'd like to request personal tutoring under you."
Miranda turned and looked expectantly at Cid. A distant memory stirred in Cid's mind. He remembered a dream he had had once. About a girl, someone strangely similar to the one sitting in front of him now. A girl who didn't belong in this world, a girl who was from somewhere else, a girl from a different time period. He remembered a voice calling to him.
'You know what to do with her. She will help the lonely one, help save the world from another Sorceress' reign. You know what must be done.'
"Request granted."
Quistis blinked.
"What? Excuse me, I'm not trying to be rude here, but shouldn't I have a say in this as well?"
"I'm sorry Instructor Trepe, I'll explain later. Cadet Miranda, you're dismissed."
Miranda looked carefully at Cid.
"I'm glad you remembered. My ancestors certainly chose well."
With a swish of her trench coat, she left.
"Now, Instructor, I ask that you try to understand. I cannot explain how this has come to be, but it has. All I can tell you is that this is part of a bigger scheme, one that you are not meant to know of until the time comes. You are dismissed Instructor. As for the tutoring, I leave the matter in your more than capable hands."
Quistis, who was more than a little disgruntled and confused, stood up, saluted, and left the office.
"Ah, Instructor Trepe, come on in. You don't look to good, are you alright?"
"I'll be fine Headmaster. Thank you for asking." Quistis returned politely.
Cid waved his hand, dismissing Selphie and Rinoa who both squeezed Quistis' shoulders reassuringly before turning and leaving.
"You wanted to see me Headmaster?"
Cid nodded solemnly.
"Doctor Kadowaki informed me of your discovery of an injured person in the front foyer. Apparently, Doctor Kadowaki wasn't able to heal her. She went off to do a bit of research, and when she got back, both you and the girl had disappeared. I'm curious as to what happened."
"Well, last night, I heard a cry for help coming from the front foyer. I went to investigate, and found a girl lying there. She was seriously injured, so I took her to the Infirmary. As Doctor Kadowaki told you, she couldn't heal the girl, apparently her Curagas didn't work. When she went back to her office, the girl woke up, and seemed to be in a lot of pain, so I tried Curaga on her. My spell worked, but it also took a lot out of me, and I fainted. I then woke up to find myself in my dorm. From what people have been telling me, the girl carried me back to my room. I don't remember what happened in between the time that I fainted and the time that I woke up, so I can't justify the claim that the girl carried me back."
"You fainted? Are you alright?" Cid asked worriedly.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired, but I'll be fine in no time." Quistis replied, putting on a reassuring smile.
"Good to hear Instructor. Now. About the girl. What do you know about her?"
"She told me her name was Miranda. That's all the personal information I got out of her. She's short, about 5' 3", around 14 to 15 years old, has dark black hair and eyes, slightly tanned skin. She's probably wearing her black trench coat, dark coloured pants, and a white shirt."
"That's all you know?"
"Yes sir. She was reluctant to even share her name. It was the most I could have done."
"Very well Instructor."
"Oh, wait. She has a Gunblade."
"She's armed?"
"Yes. And very adequately too."
"With what kind of Gunblade? One of the Garden's?"
"No. I've never seen such a model until now. I think it's been customized just for her. She called it the Samurai's Last Wish. It's some sort of combination between a Japanese sword and a rifle. It could quite possibly be better than even Commander Leonheart's Lionheart."
Cid simply stared at Quistis in disbelieve.
"Is that... Is that even possible?"
"I guess it is now Headmaster."
"Is she a threat to the Garden? Or to SeeD?"
"No. At least, not from what I've observed. She helped me, if she was a threat to us, she would have left me in the Infirmary."
Cid nodded.
"True..."
KNOCK
KNOCK
"Come in." Cid called.
"Headmaster, there's a girl here who wants to see you." Cid's secretary said.
Cid arched an eyebrow.
"If she wishes to join SeeD, escort her to see Commander Leonheart."
"Sorry Sir, but she directly stated she wished to see you. And Instructor Trepe."
This time, Quistis arched an eyebrow.
"Well. Let her in." Cid replied.
The secretary disappeared, only to appear moments later, accompanied by none other than Miranda.
* * *
"Miranda?"
"Instructor. Headmaster." Miranda said, bowing her head to each of them in turn.
"So you're the girl who Instructor Trepe found last night."
"Yes. That would be me."
Cid looked long and hard at the girl standing before her. Though short, she had an aura of mystery and darkness, one that implied that she possessed immense power, and wasn't afraid to use it.
"Please, sit down." Cid said after a moment's silence.
Miranda silently sat down in the chair next to Quistis. Silence ensued, no- one said a word. Finally, Miranda spoke.
"Headmaster, I'd like to request admission to personal tutoring. Under Instructor Trepe."
Shock coursed through both Cid and Quistis.
"Um, what?" Quistis finally said.
'Great going Quisty, that was such an eloquent statement...'
"I said, I'd like to request personal tutoring under you."
Miranda turned and looked expectantly at Cid. A distant memory stirred in Cid's mind. He remembered a dream he had had once. About a girl, someone strangely similar to the one sitting in front of him now. A girl who didn't belong in this world, a girl who was from somewhere else, a girl from a different time period. He remembered a voice calling to him.
'You know what to do with her. She will help the lonely one, help save the world from another Sorceress' reign. You know what must be done.'
"Request granted."
Quistis blinked.
"What? Excuse me, I'm not trying to be rude here, but shouldn't I have a say in this as well?"
"I'm sorry Instructor Trepe, I'll explain later. Cadet Miranda, you're dismissed."
Miranda looked carefully at Cid.
"I'm glad you remembered. My ancestors certainly chose well."
With a swish of her trench coat, she left.
"Now, Instructor, I ask that you try to understand. I cannot explain how this has come to be, but it has. All I can tell you is that this is part of a bigger scheme, one that you are not meant to know of until the time comes. You are dismissed Instructor. As for the tutoring, I leave the matter in your more than capable hands."
Quistis, who was more than a little disgruntled and confused, stood up, saluted, and left the office.