Oblivious
A/N: Er...I don't know what happened on this chapter! Here's the real Chapter 3.
Chapter 3
"Priestess Masako! Such a pleasure to finally meet you!"
Quistis, in her full Priestess attire, walked straight up to the President of Esthar, giving him a soft hug. "President Laguna, the pleasure is all mine." They both knew it was an act, and Laguna, the idiot he was, gave her a soft wink. Her eyes bolted open, almost revealing too much. "President, I'm positive you have met these two SeeD members."
There was a script. He knew it almost all too well. "Of course, I do, Priestess Masako. Irvine, good to see you again." Irvine walked up, bags in hands.
"Hey, Laguna!" he said while continuing to walk on. Squall followed closed in on the two authorities, ignoring his father fully. Laguna shrugged and held out his arm for Quistis to take. She took it gratefully, following his steps.
"Allow me to show you to your quarters for the week, Priestess." He walked onto the chair lift, waiting for Irvine and Squall to take their seats. Squall sat next to Irvine, who sat next to Laguna, and Quistis was the last.
"Have the other Priestesses arrived yet?" Laguna nodded, being lifted into the airshaft. "Any other letters?" she said, quickly shifting to business.
"Nope. The Priestesses are weirded out that there'll be SeeDs here as well. Especially Victoria."
"Who's she?" Irvine asked. Any sexy name intrigued the playboy.
Laguna laughed. "Don't push it, kid. She's about my age."
Irvine cocked a grin. "I like my women just like my wine; aged to perfection."
"We'll see what you'll do, then, won't we?" Laguna joked to him. "But, High Priestess Victoria is none too thrilled that you requested SeeD here. I told her that you were acquiring threats from the delegates. And she accepted it."
"Alright." Quistis sighed and scratched her legs. "This dress is itchy..."
~*~
The trio walked into the exquisite room. A chandelier hung from the ceiling, a grand sized bed rested up against the wall, two couches were right under the chandelier, a TV set, a bookcase, a bathroom, a dining area, and not to mention the fireplace. Irvine dropped all three bags and darted for the bed. Squall rolled his eyes, placing the bags in the corner. Quistis turned to him and grabbed his shoulder. "You ok? You didn't say one word to your father."
"Yea, fine. Whatever..."
Quistis glared at him and walked over to Irvine. "Sweet! We had to have gotten the best room in this place! This bed must be made of goose feathers!"
Quistis glared at Irvine. "Too bad you won't be sleeping on it."
"Huh?" Irvine sat up with the blankets wrapped around him. "What do you mean?"
"Why do you think there's two couches?" she said, yanking the blankets off of him.
"You mean...no snuggle time, sweetie?" Quistis groaned and pushed him off the bed. Squall walked into the bathroom, checking under everything. "What are you doing, man?"
"Checking for wires. Don't you remember what we have to do?" Irvine shrugged. "This isn't party time, Irvine. We have to protect Qu...Priestess Masako and..."
Irvine groaned and pushed himself off the floor. "Ok, ok! I get it! Sheesh..."
There was a knock on the door and Squall immediately answered it. A tall woman wearing a long, dark red dress and a large rose headdress walked in. From behind, black strands of hair flown out from the headdress. Quistis stood up, blinking softly at the woman. The woman's dark brown eyes blinked back. "Priestess Masako?"
Squall and Irvine looked at each other, their weapons at hand. Quistis stood up from the bed and walked over to her. "Yes?"
"It's so nice to meet you. I am Head Priestess Victoria." Victoria held out her head. Quistis took it and bowed gently and politely. "I have come to accompany you to dinner. Shall we be off?"
Quistis blinked. 'Dinner already?' Quistis muffled a sigh and nodded her head, putting on her best smile. "Gentlemen, shall we be off?" Irvine and Squall nodded, quickly holding the doors open for the two. Victoria walked by first, holding her head up high in the air. Squall walked next to Quistis and whispered in her ear.
"I don't like this woman."
~*~
Quistis sat there, her leg bouncing up and down softly. All who were there were Priestesses, and one Priest. Not to mention the numerous amounts of bodyguards, none of which were SeeD. Irvine and Squall sat patiently, staring at every single person. Any of them could be the assassin. Quistis tried to gain everyone's attention, which was easy. First she met Miyoko who was the Priestess from Trabia and she was beyond innocent. Then, she met the only Priest, Douglas, who seemed too weird to be an assassin. Following Douglas, she met Alexia, the Priestess from Timber.
There were so many, half of which she couldn't remember their names. Irvine winked at one of the Priestesses, who began to blush a deep crimson. Quistis elbowed him in the ribs and he let out a small yelp. Ward and Kiros walked in, following President Laguna. Behind him, was a familiar face. "Evening, Priestesses. May I introduce our first delegates to arrive, President Caraway and his daughter, Rinoa."
Squall choked on his soup as the bombshell walked in. She wore the familiar short cut dress that gained his attention in the first place. Quistis' eyes went wide. 'She's not supposed to be here!'
One of the attendants walked in front of the two and showed them to their seats, which were right across from Squall, Quistis, and Irvine. Rinoa winked at Squall whose eyes were wide. He finally spoke. "What ARE you doing here?" he semi-whispered.
She giggled. "When you told me you were assisting Priestess Masako," another wink, "I decided to accompany my father."
A Priestess walked by, bumping her rather large heel into Rinoa's chair. Quistis finally spoke. "Rinoa, it's not safe for a Sorceress to be here."
High Priestess Victoria walked right behind Rinoa. "Especially since all the Sorceresses mercilessly killed hundreds of thousands of people," she hissed into Rinoa's ear. "Priestess Masako, you are more than welcome to accompany the believers of life and Hyne down at the other end of the table."
Caraway stood up, poking his chubby finger at the High Priestess. "Now you see here, lady! I do NOT appreciate you talking to my daughter like that! We did nothing to you!"
"Hah!" She pressed her finger against his chest, forcing him to sit back down. The trio gawked at her. "Nothing? The apple never falls far from the tree!"
She swished her dress around and marched towards the others. Quistis' eyes blinked open after the argument. "Damn," Irvine mumbled out. "You all really hate each other..."
"Rinoa, we're moving our seats to the more sophisticated end of the table. Masako, I can see you're one of the kind Priestesses."
He stood up and marched down to Laguna, throwing his hands mindlessly. Rinoa pouted and winked at Squall, rushing to her father's side. Quistis placed her hands on her head and moaned. She felt two hands rub her back. "Chill, girl, it's cool." Irvine placed his nose right next to her ear. "Just ignore everyone. You know why we're here."
"Yea, I kn...get your tongue out of my ear..."
Irvine chuckled and winked at Squall who gave him an odd look. "Squall, Rinoa is motioning for you to go over to her."
Squall turned his head and moaned softly. "You two gonna be ok?"
Quistis looked up at him and frowned. "This isn't get-your-girlfriend-back mission, Squall."
He nodded his head and shook his head no to her. "Go on man," Irvine said to him. Quistis sat up and sighed. "See? She agrees! Go!"
A/N: Er...I don't know what happened on this chapter! Here's the real Chapter 3.
Chapter 3
"Priestess Masako! Such a pleasure to finally meet you!"
Quistis, in her full Priestess attire, walked straight up to the President of Esthar, giving him a soft hug. "President Laguna, the pleasure is all mine." They both knew it was an act, and Laguna, the idiot he was, gave her a soft wink. Her eyes bolted open, almost revealing too much. "President, I'm positive you have met these two SeeD members."
There was a script. He knew it almost all too well. "Of course, I do, Priestess Masako. Irvine, good to see you again." Irvine walked up, bags in hands.
"Hey, Laguna!" he said while continuing to walk on. Squall followed closed in on the two authorities, ignoring his father fully. Laguna shrugged and held out his arm for Quistis to take. She took it gratefully, following his steps.
"Allow me to show you to your quarters for the week, Priestess." He walked onto the chair lift, waiting for Irvine and Squall to take their seats. Squall sat next to Irvine, who sat next to Laguna, and Quistis was the last.
"Have the other Priestesses arrived yet?" Laguna nodded, being lifted into the airshaft. "Any other letters?" she said, quickly shifting to business.
"Nope. The Priestesses are weirded out that there'll be SeeDs here as well. Especially Victoria."
"Who's she?" Irvine asked. Any sexy name intrigued the playboy.
Laguna laughed. "Don't push it, kid. She's about my age."
Irvine cocked a grin. "I like my women just like my wine; aged to perfection."
"We'll see what you'll do, then, won't we?" Laguna joked to him. "But, High Priestess Victoria is none too thrilled that you requested SeeD here. I told her that you were acquiring threats from the delegates. And she accepted it."
"Alright." Quistis sighed and scratched her legs. "This dress is itchy..."
~*~
The trio walked into the exquisite room. A chandelier hung from the ceiling, a grand sized bed rested up against the wall, two couches were right under the chandelier, a TV set, a bookcase, a bathroom, a dining area, and not to mention the fireplace. Irvine dropped all three bags and darted for the bed. Squall rolled his eyes, placing the bags in the corner. Quistis turned to him and grabbed his shoulder. "You ok? You didn't say one word to your father."
"Yea, fine. Whatever..."
Quistis glared at him and walked over to Irvine. "Sweet! We had to have gotten the best room in this place! This bed must be made of goose feathers!"
Quistis glared at Irvine. "Too bad you won't be sleeping on it."
"Huh?" Irvine sat up with the blankets wrapped around him. "What do you mean?"
"Why do you think there's two couches?" she said, yanking the blankets off of him.
"You mean...no snuggle time, sweetie?" Quistis groaned and pushed him off the bed. Squall walked into the bathroom, checking under everything. "What are you doing, man?"
"Checking for wires. Don't you remember what we have to do?" Irvine shrugged. "This isn't party time, Irvine. We have to protect Qu...Priestess Masako and..."
Irvine groaned and pushed himself off the floor. "Ok, ok! I get it! Sheesh..."
There was a knock on the door and Squall immediately answered it. A tall woman wearing a long, dark red dress and a large rose headdress walked in. From behind, black strands of hair flown out from the headdress. Quistis stood up, blinking softly at the woman. The woman's dark brown eyes blinked back. "Priestess Masako?"
Squall and Irvine looked at each other, their weapons at hand. Quistis stood up from the bed and walked over to her. "Yes?"
"It's so nice to meet you. I am Head Priestess Victoria." Victoria held out her head. Quistis took it and bowed gently and politely. "I have come to accompany you to dinner. Shall we be off?"
Quistis blinked. 'Dinner already?' Quistis muffled a sigh and nodded her head, putting on her best smile. "Gentlemen, shall we be off?" Irvine and Squall nodded, quickly holding the doors open for the two. Victoria walked by first, holding her head up high in the air. Squall walked next to Quistis and whispered in her ear.
"I don't like this woman."
~*~
Quistis sat there, her leg bouncing up and down softly. All who were there were Priestesses, and one Priest. Not to mention the numerous amounts of bodyguards, none of which were SeeD. Irvine and Squall sat patiently, staring at every single person. Any of them could be the assassin. Quistis tried to gain everyone's attention, which was easy. First she met Miyoko who was the Priestess from Trabia and she was beyond innocent. Then, she met the only Priest, Douglas, who seemed too weird to be an assassin. Following Douglas, she met Alexia, the Priestess from Timber.
There were so many, half of which she couldn't remember their names. Irvine winked at one of the Priestesses, who began to blush a deep crimson. Quistis elbowed him in the ribs and he let out a small yelp. Ward and Kiros walked in, following President Laguna. Behind him, was a familiar face. "Evening, Priestesses. May I introduce our first delegates to arrive, President Caraway and his daughter, Rinoa."
Squall choked on his soup as the bombshell walked in. She wore the familiar short cut dress that gained his attention in the first place. Quistis' eyes went wide. 'She's not supposed to be here!'
One of the attendants walked in front of the two and showed them to their seats, which were right across from Squall, Quistis, and Irvine. Rinoa winked at Squall whose eyes were wide. He finally spoke. "What ARE you doing here?" he semi-whispered.
She giggled. "When you told me you were assisting Priestess Masako," another wink, "I decided to accompany my father."
A Priestess walked by, bumping her rather large heel into Rinoa's chair. Quistis finally spoke. "Rinoa, it's not safe for a Sorceress to be here."
High Priestess Victoria walked right behind Rinoa. "Especially since all the Sorceresses mercilessly killed hundreds of thousands of people," she hissed into Rinoa's ear. "Priestess Masako, you are more than welcome to accompany the believers of life and Hyne down at the other end of the table."
Caraway stood up, poking his chubby finger at the High Priestess. "Now you see here, lady! I do NOT appreciate you talking to my daughter like that! We did nothing to you!"
"Hah!" She pressed her finger against his chest, forcing him to sit back down. The trio gawked at her. "Nothing? The apple never falls far from the tree!"
She swished her dress around and marched towards the others. Quistis' eyes blinked open after the argument. "Damn," Irvine mumbled out. "You all really hate each other..."
"Rinoa, we're moving our seats to the more sophisticated end of the table. Masako, I can see you're one of the kind Priestesses."
He stood up and marched down to Laguna, throwing his hands mindlessly. Rinoa pouted and winked at Squall, rushing to her father's side. Quistis placed her hands on her head and moaned. She felt two hands rub her back. "Chill, girl, it's cool." Irvine placed his nose right next to her ear. "Just ignore everyone. You know why we're here."
"Yea, I kn...get your tongue out of my ear..."
Irvine chuckled and winked at Squall who gave him an odd look. "Squall, Rinoa is motioning for you to go over to her."
Squall turned his head and moaned softly. "You two gonna be ok?"
Quistis looked up at him and frowned. "This isn't get-your-girlfriend-back mission, Squall."
He nodded his head and shook his head no to her. "Go on man," Irvine said to him. Quistis sat up and sighed. "See? She agrees! Go!"