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Part VII
Seifer is persistent, I'll give him that much. He's distracted me from my work for twelve days now, trying to get me to tell him what happened to my back. I really wish he would leave well enough alone. Rinoa has been bugging me, demanding an explanation and I had to have Seifer send her away more than once when she wouldn't leave our room. That drove me to the brink of insanity, that she wouldn't leave me alone. She just yammers on about absolutely nothing. I felt like running her through with Lionheart so many times. I swear if she could read my mind, she would have run away shrieking. But of course she can't, although Seifer is getting very good at it.
"Brooding again?"
"Go away!" Squall spun to find Seifer standing behind him, his familiar smirk on his lips as he met Squall's gaze.
"Starting to sound like a kid again ..."
"SHUT UP!" Squall growled at him and stormed from the room, snatching Lionheart from it's case and heading into the training centre.
"Oh Squall ..." Squall turned to see Selphie bouncing on her toes, a cigarette clasped between two fingers as her eyes drifted past him and focused on something, her fingers moving in a kind of fucked up wave.
"Selphie, how many times did I tell you not to smoke crack on school grounds?"
"Aw, Squallie! It's just a little fun ..." Squall rolled his eyes at her and made his escape before she remembered what she wanted from him. Once in the training centre he ran into something much worse than Selphie on crack ...
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Squall dove for the cover of the bushes and stopped, praying she hadn't seen him.
"Oh Squallie-poo."
"Damn." Today was just not Squall's day. First he had to put up with Angelo gnawing his favourite belt into tiny little pieces, then Seifer annoying him for six straight hours, followed by running into Selphie (on crack, which was worse than a normal Selphie) and now Rinoa, his own personal stalker. He stood up from his sprawl in the dirt and brushed some of the mud off his trousers and shirt, trying to look casual like he hadn't just dove into the bushes.
"Oh, Squallie-poo, are you hurt? That fall must have been SO painful! You should watch where you're walking sweetums!"
"I'm fine. Selphie was looking for you." Squall lied to her, as everyone knew that Selphie couldn't STAND Rinoa, for the time she kissed Irvine ... ... Selphie still hadn't forgiven her and when Selphie was on crack, Selphie was violent ... Squall hoped she'd keep Rinoa occupied for long enough. He managed to escape her as she drifted off after several attempts at a goodbye kiss.
I swear that girl doesn't know a single thing about anything. A T-rexaur charged Squall as he swung Lionheart up and out, countering it's movement with a heavy blow. It staggered back and roared at him as he settled into his battle stance and waited for its next attack. It wasn't long in coming. He blocked the tail with Lionheart. It hacked a reasonable length from the end of the T-rexaur's tail. He enjoyed the fight, finding release from all the pent up anger and stress from having to deal with Seifer and Rinoa and a high on crack Selphie all in one day. He was just going in for the kill when teeth clamped on him from behind. He roared himself in pain as he brought the gunblade down on the first T-rexaur, killing it as he removed its head from its body before he turned to face the second one and had its tail smack him fair across the face. He went flying and collided with a tree.
"Ok, time to play." Squall growled the words as he staggered to his feet, letting the green glow of the Curaga fade only a little before the yellow glow of the Aura stone came into effect. He closed his eyes and waited as his limit-break charged up in a second. He extended one hand as he waited for the power to come up fully.
"FATED CIRCLE!" He charged in, letting the limit-break take over as he pulled the trigger on every strike. The T-rexaur fell down dead at the end of the battle. Squall drew a deep breath and turned away from the corpse, feeling relieved now that he wasn't full on pent up anger. The sound of booted footsteps caused his shoulders to tense as he turned and waited for the person to show themselves.
"Awesome fight." Squall jumped and turned, surprised that his hearing had fooled him. Seifer stood off to the right of where he had been looking. Squall dipped his head in acknowledgment and felt something wet run down his right cheek. Seifer's widened eyes gave him the clue that it was blood.
"You're bleeding." Seifer kept his voice level as Squall reached up to touch his ear. His fingertips came away bloody and he cursed softly, knowing he was out of curative spells. He felt his balance going and as everything turned black the last thing he could recall was the shocked expression on Seifer's face.
Part VII
Seifer is persistent, I'll give him that much. He's distracted me from my work for twelve days now, trying to get me to tell him what happened to my back. I really wish he would leave well enough alone. Rinoa has been bugging me, demanding an explanation and I had to have Seifer send her away more than once when she wouldn't leave our room. That drove me to the brink of insanity, that she wouldn't leave me alone. She just yammers on about absolutely nothing. I felt like running her through with Lionheart so many times. I swear if she could read my mind, she would have run away shrieking. But of course she can't, although Seifer is getting very good at it.
"Brooding again?"
"Go away!" Squall spun to find Seifer standing behind him, his familiar smirk on his lips as he met Squall's gaze.
"Starting to sound like a kid again ..."
"SHUT UP!" Squall growled at him and stormed from the room, snatching Lionheart from it's case and heading into the training centre.
"Oh Squall ..." Squall turned to see Selphie bouncing on her toes, a cigarette clasped between two fingers as her eyes drifted past him and focused on something, her fingers moving in a kind of fucked up wave.
"Selphie, how many times did I tell you not to smoke crack on school grounds?"
"Aw, Squallie! It's just a little fun ..." Squall rolled his eyes at her and made his escape before she remembered what she wanted from him. Once in the training centre he ran into something much worse than Selphie on crack ...
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It was ...
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Rinoa.
Squall dove for the cover of the bushes and stopped, praying she hadn't seen him.
"Oh Squallie-poo."
"Damn." Today was just not Squall's day. First he had to put up with Angelo gnawing his favourite belt into tiny little pieces, then Seifer annoying him for six straight hours, followed by running into Selphie (on crack, which was worse than a normal Selphie) and now Rinoa, his own personal stalker. He stood up from his sprawl in the dirt and brushed some of the mud off his trousers and shirt, trying to look casual like he hadn't just dove into the bushes.
"Oh, Squallie-poo, are you hurt? That fall must have been SO painful! You should watch where you're walking sweetums!"
"I'm fine. Selphie was looking for you." Squall lied to her, as everyone knew that Selphie couldn't STAND Rinoa, for the time she kissed Irvine ... ... Selphie still hadn't forgiven her and when Selphie was on crack, Selphie was violent ... Squall hoped she'd keep Rinoa occupied for long enough. He managed to escape her as she drifted off after several attempts at a goodbye kiss.
I swear that girl doesn't know a single thing about anything. A T-rexaur charged Squall as he swung Lionheart up and out, countering it's movement with a heavy blow. It staggered back and roared at him as he settled into his battle stance and waited for its next attack. It wasn't long in coming. He blocked the tail with Lionheart. It hacked a reasonable length from the end of the T-rexaur's tail. He enjoyed the fight, finding release from all the pent up anger and stress from having to deal with Seifer and Rinoa and a high on crack Selphie all in one day. He was just going in for the kill when teeth clamped on him from behind. He roared himself in pain as he brought the gunblade down on the first T-rexaur, killing it as he removed its head from its body before he turned to face the second one and had its tail smack him fair across the face. He went flying and collided with a tree.
"Ok, time to play." Squall growled the words as he staggered to his feet, letting the green glow of the Curaga fade only a little before the yellow glow of the Aura stone came into effect. He closed his eyes and waited as his limit-break charged up in a second. He extended one hand as he waited for the power to come up fully.
"FATED CIRCLE!" He charged in, letting the limit-break take over as he pulled the trigger on every strike. The T-rexaur fell down dead at the end of the battle. Squall drew a deep breath and turned away from the corpse, feeling relieved now that he wasn't full on pent up anger. The sound of booted footsteps caused his shoulders to tense as he turned and waited for the person to show themselves.
"Awesome fight." Squall jumped and turned, surprised that his hearing had fooled him. Seifer stood off to the right of where he had been looking. Squall dipped his head in acknowledgment and felt something wet run down his right cheek. Seifer's widened eyes gave him the clue that it was blood.
"You're bleeding." Seifer kept his voice level as Squall reached up to touch his ear. His fingertips came away bloody and he cursed softly, knowing he was out of curative spells. He felt his balance going and as everything turned black the last thing he could recall was the shocked expression on Seifer's face.