Author's note: to my reviewers PistGurl and SxS fan: thanks for reviewing and for complimenting the names for my oc's. If there are any readers with the same nationality as mine, they should know the origin of those names... =)
-Squall's POV-
I've never been in G-Garden before. It's huge. It's beautiful. Not as beautiful as B-Garden, tho.
We wait for the Headmaster on the front yard. Laxell walks around nervously, Langh is practising poses with her sword and Quistis is rubbing her head with one hand a few yards away from the rest of us. I'm sitting next to Seifer on a bench next to some flower bed.
"I'm having that feeling again, Seif."
He looks at me worried. "That.. feeling?"
I'm not sure whether that's a question or just a statement, but I nodd anyway. "Yeah.. It's getting stronger."
"Can you describe it?"
I sigh. It's.. it's wrenching my stomach, making my head dizzy, making me want to hold on to everything I know and love. "It's difficult."
"Is it more physical than mental? Or the other way 'round?"
"It's both."
He shakes his head and looks at the others. "Do you have any idea what it means?"
"Something's gonna happen. Soon. Something bad. Something that will change.. a lot of things."
He nodds and looks at me again. "Alright. The Sorceress kidnapping a SeeD is quite a bad sign."
I nodd. "Yeah. I just hope.. I hope it's nothing serious."
We meet HeadMaster Martine, who gives us a mission: to assassinate the Sorceress. This makes everyone gasp.
"But.. she's not even ruling yet," Langh says.
"So? She's obviously evil," Martine says.
This seems kinda cold. I hope he hasn't made this decision based only on the kidnapping.
"Anyhow, this wasn't my decision," Martine says.
"Then whose? The president's?" Quistis asks.
Martine shakes his head and smiles a little. "No, not his. Cid Kramer's."
"What?!" Quistis shrieks. "Cid would never give such an insane order!"
Martine tries to look understanding. "I'm sorry, ms Trepe, but he did. Anyhow, you will be taking one of our SeeDs with you, because you will be needing a sharp-shooter on this mission, and he is one."
"I'm afraid I have---" Quistis begins.
"Mr Kinneas! This way!" Martine shouts.
Everyone look at that direction. What we see is an auburn-haired cowboy in a long coat with a rifle on his shoulder and a butterfly on his fingertip. He looks like a major pain in the ass.
Seifer's leans a little closer to me. "I hate him already," he says quietly.
"I know what you mean," I mumble.
The cowboy comes to us. "Hullo ev'ryone, my name is Irvine Kinneas and I will be your sharp-shooter on this mission," he says with a stretching accent. "Pleased to work with y'all."
Quistis steps closer, offering her hand. "I'm Instructor Quistis Trepe, leader of this mission."
Kinneas flashes a big smile and kisses her hand. "I will be happy to take orders from you, ms Trepe. Anything you want."
Quistis nodds. "Good. Disobedience will not be tolerated."
"What's the punishment? A little spanking?" he asks, glancing at the whip on her waist.
"Alright, Irvine, that's enough," Martine says. "I have to get back to my duties, but I wish you good luck. Go to Deling City, then go meet General Caraway. He will explain the rest." He bows a little and goes back inside.
"Mr Kinneas, this is our team: Squall Leonhart with Seifer Almasy on the bench there, and these two are Langh and Laxell Jocans."
Kinneas tips his hat and bows. "Howdy."
"We better get going if we want to get to Deling City before nightfall."
Author's note: There. This is all I have for now. I'm gonna try and get some writing done, but I can't promise anything... So even if I don't update for a while, you won't forget me, will ya? =)
-Squall's POV-
I've never been in G-Garden before. It's huge. It's beautiful. Not as beautiful as B-Garden, tho.
We wait for the Headmaster on the front yard. Laxell walks around nervously, Langh is practising poses with her sword and Quistis is rubbing her head with one hand a few yards away from the rest of us. I'm sitting next to Seifer on a bench next to some flower bed.
"I'm having that feeling again, Seif."
He looks at me worried. "That.. feeling?"
I'm not sure whether that's a question or just a statement, but I nodd anyway. "Yeah.. It's getting stronger."
"Can you describe it?"
I sigh. It's.. it's wrenching my stomach, making my head dizzy, making me want to hold on to everything I know and love. "It's difficult."
"Is it more physical than mental? Or the other way 'round?"
"It's both."
He shakes his head and looks at the others. "Do you have any idea what it means?"
"Something's gonna happen. Soon. Something bad. Something that will change.. a lot of things."
He nodds and looks at me again. "Alright. The Sorceress kidnapping a SeeD is quite a bad sign."
I nodd. "Yeah. I just hope.. I hope it's nothing serious."
We meet HeadMaster Martine, who gives us a mission: to assassinate the Sorceress. This makes everyone gasp.
"But.. she's not even ruling yet," Langh says.
"So? She's obviously evil," Martine says.
This seems kinda cold. I hope he hasn't made this decision based only on the kidnapping.
"Anyhow, this wasn't my decision," Martine says.
"Then whose? The president's?" Quistis asks.
Martine shakes his head and smiles a little. "No, not his. Cid Kramer's."
"What?!" Quistis shrieks. "Cid would never give such an insane order!"
Martine tries to look understanding. "I'm sorry, ms Trepe, but he did. Anyhow, you will be taking one of our SeeDs with you, because you will be needing a sharp-shooter on this mission, and he is one."
"I'm afraid I have---" Quistis begins.
"Mr Kinneas! This way!" Martine shouts.
Everyone look at that direction. What we see is an auburn-haired cowboy in a long coat with a rifle on his shoulder and a butterfly on his fingertip. He looks like a major pain in the ass.
Seifer's leans a little closer to me. "I hate him already," he says quietly.
"I know what you mean," I mumble.
The cowboy comes to us. "Hullo ev'ryone, my name is Irvine Kinneas and I will be your sharp-shooter on this mission," he says with a stretching accent. "Pleased to work with y'all."
Quistis steps closer, offering her hand. "I'm Instructor Quistis Trepe, leader of this mission."
Kinneas flashes a big smile and kisses her hand. "I will be happy to take orders from you, ms Trepe. Anything you want."
Quistis nodds. "Good. Disobedience will not be tolerated."
"What's the punishment? A little spanking?" he asks, glancing at the whip on her waist.
"Alright, Irvine, that's enough," Martine says. "I have to get back to my duties, but I wish you good luck. Go to Deling City, then go meet General Caraway. He will explain the rest." He bows a little and goes back inside.
"Mr Kinneas, this is our team: Squall Leonhart with Seifer Almasy on the bench there, and these two are Langh and Laxell Jocans."
Kinneas tips his hat and bows. "Howdy."
"We better get going if we want to get to Deling City before nightfall."
Author's note: There. This is all I have for now. I'm gonna try and get some writing done, but I can't promise anything... So even if I don't update for a while, you won't forget me, will ya? =)