Chapter 2
"Hey, if you don't listen to cartoon tigers, then there is no hope for you."
-Quistis Trepe
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Cue jaw dropping unto my lap. Did I just hear that right? Surely he didn't just call me up here to push this 'important mission that only we could do' in my face, and say, 'Whoops! Wrong person, I needed someone that was actually good at their job.'
The excitement left my body in a flash, anger filling up the empty spot. What was that I had said about winning the war against the world? Way to burst my bubble, Cid. Thanks for being the bearer of bad news, once again. I'm starting to not trust this guy.
"What?" It was all that I could sputter out without knocking something over.
"Don't worry," He laughed nervously, "I still have a mission for you."
I un-tensed myself in my chair, and released the death grip I had on the arms. Needless to say, that statement relaxed me a little. I would still be able to kill things. Hurrah.
"For now, I only need three SeeD's to investigate Trabia Garden. As Zell so kindly stated, there are already SeeD's stationed there." Only three. The best. Not me. "I called you up because a SeeD has been requested in the Desert Prison area."
Desert Prison? That's a hell of a lot farther away from Trabia. Looks like I wont be fighting any stronger bred monsters anytime soon.
"I'm really sorry Quistis, I should have told you in the beginning, to prevent this confusion." He apologized. Your damn right you should have. Not only did I get passed up for an important mission, I get traded up at the last minute, in front of the guys. How demeaning.
"So.. Why is a SeeD being requested for the Desert Prison area?" I asked uneasily. I could only imagine the glory of it all.
Cid settled back into his chair, once again becoming comfortable. "At the moment, there is an archaeological dig in the process. The scientists requested a SeeD to protect the group from surrounding monsters."
Great. Instead of battling super-beasts, I'd be taking off those damn sand fish. If there's one thing I don't like, it's sand fish. Not that they're hard to kill, but they always manage to get sand in my eyes. Cheap shot bastards. So along with gritty eyes, I suspected I'd be playing water girl, and scorching in the unmerciful sun. I don't think this is going to help that whole urge to kill thing.
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I walked out of the office alone, as the boys remained inside being briefed on their important mission. This was cheap. I should be going on that mission. I sighed to myself. Maybe it would be better to not go. Who knows, perhaps they'd end up eating old Hoagies and get stomach indigestion for the next week. For what it was worth, I hoped they did.
For now, I would have to pack up to leave by supper time. Not a whole lot of notice, no, but I didn't mind that much. Who am I to leave scientists to the sand fish's mercy? If I had a choice in that, I would send Squall and his 120 pound bracelet with him. By that I mean Rinoa of course.. If you hadn't noticed, she's a wee bit clingy.
So now I found myself walking down Balamb's corridor once again, even more moody than I had started out as. Yes, anything is possible. Although a rumbling in my stomach made me think elsewhere. I hadn't eaten all day, and I felt as hungry as Zell when he begins to scarf down 20 hotdogs.
Fortunately, animal entails and old shoe leather rolled up into wieners didn't really catch my fancy today. I think I'll stick with the regular breakfast foods. So with that, I headed for the cafeteria.
I entered the room in which SeeD, student, and teacher alike eat their lunches. It almost brings a tear to my eye how damn sweet it all is; for we are all equal in the eyes of the lunch lady. Everyone gets the same choice in 'food', and everyone sits together. If only the world was like this cafeteria, what a world it would be.
Perhaps not though... the cafeteria always had this thing about smelling like molded cheese and Lysol. Not really an enchanting combination.
Bad food and odors aside, I sat down and begin to eat my lunch of Frosted Flakes and orange juice. You did know that Frosted Flakes were great, right? Hey, if you don't listen to cartoon tigers, then there is no hope for you.
With the food entering my stomach, I begin to feel a little bit better. Amazing what food can actually do. I sat back and surveyed the room, for I knew I wouldn't be back here to support my favorite breakfast spokesperson for a nice while. Everyone seemed very happy.. Laughing and chatting with mouths full of food. Haven't they ever been told to not talk with their mouths full? ...Well, I haven't either.. But it just came to me as the right thing to do. Luck, I suppose.
I spotted Rinoa and Selphie talking to Seifer. Seifer was back at the Garden? Well, that's a surprise for you. Looked like he had made a big mistake though. Poor guy, with those girls talking a mile a minute, it looked like he wouldn't be able to make his escape for a long time. I entertained the thought of rescuing him... but then again, if they even made eye contact with me, I'd be sucked it the warp known as Rinoa and Selphie breakfast gossip. I shuddered at the thought. As much as I would like to hear who mooned the Dr, and what's the latest trend, I figured it would be safer if I got up and left without disaster. Slowly, and casually, I began to exit the cafeteria.... only to be stopped by those annoying Trepies.
"Oh my Gawd! There's Quistis!" A girl with a black ponytail shrieked. I winced. So much for a quiet escape. The whole cafeteria looked up at me, including Rinoa Selphie and Seifer. I slapped my forehead mentally. I didn't need this right now. They were approaching, I had to escape! Run Quistis! Move those legs!
I sped past the small group of Trepies, narrowly missing an outstretched hand aimed for my lower quarter. Damn these freak kids! But all was good, I was approaching my room, with no one chasing after behind me. I stalked into my room and leaned on my door to catch my breath.
I was starting to believe that the desert sand would serve as fine new surroundings.
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A/N: thanks for the reviews guys! I can't promise how long it will take me to put out the next chapter, but I'll try and do it quickly :). Please review!
"Hey, if you don't listen to cartoon tigers, then there is no hope for you."
-Quistis Trepe
***
Cue jaw dropping unto my lap. Did I just hear that right? Surely he didn't just call me up here to push this 'important mission that only we could do' in my face, and say, 'Whoops! Wrong person, I needed someone that was actually good at their job.'
The excitement left my body in a flash, anger filling up the empty spot. What was that I had said about winning the war against the world? Way to burst my bubble, Cid. Thanks for being the bearer of bad news, once again. I'm starting to not trust this guy.
"What?" It was all that I could sputter out without knocking something over.
"Don't worry," He laughed nervously, "I still have a mission for you."
I un-tensed myself in my chair, and released the death grip I had on the arms. Needless to say, that statement relaxed me a little. I would still be able to kill things. Hurrah.
"For now, I only need three SeeD's to investigate Trabia Garden. As Zell so kindly stated, there are already SeeD's stationed there." Only three. The best. Not me. "I called you up because a SeeD has been requested in the Desert Prison area."
Desert Prison? That's a hell of a lot farther away from Trabia. Looks like I wont be fighting any stronger bred monsters anytime soon.
"I'm really sorry Quistis, I should have told you in the beginning, to prevent this confusion." He apologized. Your damn right you should have. Not only did I get passed up for an important mission, I get traded up at the last minute, in front of the guys. How demeaning.
"So.. Why is a SeeD being requested for the Desert Prison area?" I asked uneasily. I could only imagine the glory of it all.
Cid settled back into his chair, once again becoming comfortable. "At the moment, there is an archaeological dig in the process. The scientists requested a SeeD to protect the group from surrounding monsters."
Great. Instead of battling super-beasts, I'd be taking off those damn sand fish. If there's one thing I don't like, it's sand fish. Not that they're hard to kill, but they always manage to get sand in my eyes. Cheap shot bastards. So along with gritty eyes, I suspected I'd be playing water girl, and scorching in the unmerciful sun. I don't think this is going to help that whole urge to kill thing.
****
I walked out of the office alone, as the boys remained inside being briefed on their important mission. This was cheap. I should be going on that mission. I sighed to myself. Maybe it would be better to not go. Who knows, perhaps they'd end up eating old Hoagies and get stomach indigestion for the next week. For what it was worth, I hoped they did.
For now, I would have to pack up to leave by supper time. Not a whole lot of notice, no, but I didn't mind that much. Who am I to leave scientists to the sand fish's mercy? If I had a choice in that, I would send Squall and his 120 pound bracelet with him. By that I mean Rinoa of course.. If you hadn't noticed, she's a wee bit clingy.
So now I found myself walking down Balamb's corridor once again, even more moody than I had started out as. Yes, anything is possible. Although a rumbling in my stomach made me think elsewhere. I hadn't eaten all day, and I felt as hungry as Zell when he begins to scarf down 20 hotdogs.
Fortunately, animal entails and old shoe leather rolled up into wieners didn't really catch my fancy today. I think I'll stick with the regular breakfast foods. So with that, I headed for the cafeteria.
I entered the room in which SeeD, student, and teacher alike eat their lunches. It almost brings a tear to my eye how damn sweet it all is; for we are all equal in the eyes of the lunch lady. Everyone gets the same choice in 'food', and everyone sits together. If only the world was like this cafeteria, what a world it would be.
Perhaps not though... the cafeteria always had this thing about smelling like molded cheese and Lysol. Not really an enchanting combination.
Bad food and odors aside, I sat down and begin to eat my lunch of Frosted Flakes and orange juice. You did know that Frosted Flakes were great, right? Hey, if you don't listen to cartoon tigers, then there is no hope for you.
With the food entering my stomach, I begin to feel a little bit better. Amazing what food can actually do. I sat back and surveyed the room, for I knew I wouldn't be back here to support my favorite breakfast spokesperson for a nice while. Everyone seemed very happy.. Laughing and chatting with mouths full of food. Haven't they ever been told to not talk with their mouths full? ...Well, I haven't either.. But it just came to me as the right thing to do. Luck, I suppose.
I spotted Rinoa and Selphie talking to Seifer. Seifer was back at the Garden? Well, that's a surprise for you. Looked like he had made a big mistake though. Poor guy, with those girls talking a mile a minute, it looked like he wouldn't be able to make his escape for a long time. I entertained the thought of rescuing him... but then again, if they even made eye contact with me, I'd be sucked it the warp known as Rinoa and Selphie breakfast gossip. I shuddered at the thought. As much as I would like to hear who mooned the Dr, and what's the latest trend, I figured it would be safer if I got up and left without disaster. Slowly, and casually, I began to exit the cafeteria.... only to be stopped by those annoying Trepies.
"Oh my Gawd! There's Quistis!" A girl with a black ponytail shrieked. I winced. So much for a quiet escape. The whole cafeteria looked up at me, including Rinoa Selphie and Seifer. I slapped my forehead mentally. I didn't need this right now. They were approaching, I had to escape! Run Quistis! Move those legs!
I sped past the small group of Trepies, narrowly missing an outstretched hand aimed for my lower quarter. Damn these freak kids! But all was good, I was approaching my room, with no one chasing after behind me. I stalked into my room and leaned on my door to catch my breath.
I was starting to believe that the desert sand would serve as fine new surroundings.
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A/N: thanks for the reviews guys! I can't promise how long it will take me to put out the next chapter, but I'll try and do it quickly :). Please review!