Chapter 8. Yup. I had nothing else better to do, so I thought I might
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Chapter 8- Arriving.
The hydrolics let out a defining hiss as the ship settled on the landing pad of Esthar Air Base. It had been a while since they had came just for the sake of coming to the techno city. A few times had been for little missions and Selphie's birthday last year.
It was almost night and the sun made the city glow with unimaginable shades of red and orange. No one who ever visited Esthar was no impressed how the bulidings reflected the rays of the sun during the day, and the moon and night. A few changes had been made, a few roof top plant gardens, a few more streets and the beginings of a park near the presidental building. Esthar truly was a sight to behold.
If it wasn't a ear splitting scean of chaos as workers welded and hammered and drilled and bolted, more then likly getting ready for the festival the day after tomorrow. All but Squall and Fujin were covering their ears due to the loudness. "It's too loud!" Selphie yelled.
Irvine looked at her and yelled back "Can't hear you! Workers too loud!"
"Cram it, the both of you! C'mon, here's our ride to Laguna's place." Zell yelled, as an extreamly long limo pulled up. Solid black and very, very long, it stopped after a few minutes as the doors automaticly opened and everyone rushed in. As soon as the doors closed, all noise from outside was silenced. "Plush." He said, running his hand along the dark leather of the seat.
"Sir Laguna went all out for us." Selphie said, laying down on one of the extreamly long seats and kicking off her boots.
Quistis bent down and walked along a bit until she found a small fridge and poped it open. "We got...orange soda, grape, regular and diet. Ohh. Cashews." She smiled and removed the small container of peanuts and sat down, popping open the top and munching happily.
Squall, on the other hand, didn't seem to impressed. "He did this last year with Selphie's brithday. He even had the lights shut off through out the city to read "Happy Birthday Selphie." "
"Yep! It was so sweet. Sir Laguna is such a nice guy. Handsome and kind sensitive..." Sighing deamrily, Selphie sat up and hugged Irvine tightly around the neck. "But he's not my Irvy-poo!"
"Irvy-poo?" He mouthed, looking at everyone, who only shrugged and sat back, enjoying the silent ride.
Fujin, who be silent for most of the trip to Esthar, finally spoke up. "A BIT MUCH."
Sighing, Squall leaned back against the leather seat and rested his hands behind his head. "Thats just his way. The best thing to do is to try and get used to it. It grows on you in time."
"LIKE FUNGUS."
"Very funny." He said as he closed his eyes.
Simply shrugging, Fujin moved over to Squall's side and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes and letting herself drift asleep. Gently, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as his head rested on hers, allowing himself to do the same.
******
"...And move an extermination squad to level 3." The president sighed and placed his hands on his back, bending backwards with a loud number of cracks ringing from his body. "Ah, man. That feel good. Yo, Kiros. Where's my boy at?" He asked as he looked around his office.
"The Ragnarok just landed and the limo picked them up a few minuets ago. Squall and his friends should be getting here pretty soon. Don't you think you're over doing things?" He asked as he walked over to a large couch and sat down. "Everytime they come here, you send limos to pick them up and pay off anyone in the best resturants to vacate so they can have a quiet meal."
Laguna arhced an eyebrow. "What's your point?"
Laguna's life long friend sighed and shook his head, rubbing his temples. "Never mind."
With a simple shrug, Laguna went back to poping any random body part her could. His back still ached a bit, caused from hunching over his desk for three hours stright. He put his hands back on the small of his back and quickly tossed his upper body back to make one final loud pop. But it didn't go as he had planned. His eye go wide as he hold his position, tears of pain begining to sting his eyes. "Kiros?" He said in a low, squeaky voice. "Help."
Looking up, Kiros cocked an eyebrow and looked at the president in his humorus state. "What happened?" He said as he got up.
//Dammit all, I'm getting to old for this.// He thought to himself as he tried to strighten himself out. "I uh...I kinda threw my back out." He squeaked as his body fell compleatly backwards, earning a scream of pain from the leader os Esthar.
What almost seemed like chuckle came from his best friend as he grasped his hand and pulled him up, letting his arm drape over his shoulder as he carryed him over to the couch. "I told you that would happen one day. But when did Laguna start caring about what people said would happen to him?" Dropping Laguna on the couch without a thought for him, he waved him off as he went to go get the doctor.
With a painfilled squeak as Kiros let him fall on the couch, Laguna wheezed out. "You're fired." It was a joke, but sounded serious.
******
About an hour later, after traffic, pit stops, gas, and a collpased road, the limo pulled up to the insanly large preidential palace. Everyone exited the car and looked at the large dwelling. Either it got bigger or they got smaller, because Selphie could swear there were cloud floating around the top floor windows. "It's so big." She said as she tried to bend back just to see the sky above it.
A small swish is heard as the doors open, but no one steps out. Everyone gives a strange look to each other but decided to step in anyway. They all take a seat on the lift as the small pink bubble surrounds it and makes its accent to the upper levels. "Please keep your arms and leg inside the ride at all times. No flash photogrophy, please." Zell joked.
After the contraption set down and everyone got off, a sudden wail came from Laguna's office. Everyone goes into a dead sprint to the office, bursting through the doors and having their weapons ready.
A woman, tall with dark red hair in a nurses uniform, stands next to Laguna, who is lying face down on a table, the nurse massaging his back, and apparetnly doing a very good job. "A little to left, please." Laguna said. The nurse nodded and gently rubbed her elbow between his shoulder blade, earning a loud moan and a slight yelp.
Squall just sighs, as well as Fujin, while Irvine eyes the nurse, causing Selphie to beat him with her nunchucku while Quistis was trying her hardest to keep her hand over Zells eyes, but he wouldn't have it. "Hellooooo Nurse!" Irvine yelled. A loud crack rang through the office, but not from the nurses' massageing.
Selphie had knocked Irvine over the head with her weapon, actually cracking it. Irvine fell to the gound, totally knocked out with his tongue hanging out of his mouth with an extreamly goofy grin on his face.
Laguna looked up at the sound of the clonk and saw most everyone standing there, save for Irvine who was passed out on the floor and Fujin, who was shyly hiding behind Squall. "Oh. Hey guys. Uh...go ahead and get yourselves seated and I'll catch...mmmmm....you guys in a couple of hours" Everyone nodded as they walked out and began to seperate to their rooms, making idle chat abpout what they were going to do when the festival started. "Hey! Could someone help me get this lunk head!?" Selphie yelled out, dragging Irvine down the hall by his feat and giving his back a nasty rug burn.
******
And cut and print! Good job, if I do say so myself. I'd like to thank everyone who's been reviewing and say thats for the support, this fic aint stopping soon! And now for my little segment, "Word From the Ton." Ladies and gentlemen, Tonberry!
*crowd cheers and applauses as Tonberry walks out*
Tonberry: *adjusts microphone and clears throat* There once was a man from Nantucket...
O_O *dives on Tonberry and tapes his mouth shut* Later everybody! *Tonberry struggles; shoots Tonberry with a tranqilizers; Tonberry falls asleep*
Tonberry: *shoots him with a tranquilizer* Shush...
*falls over and snores* Enjoy...
Chapter 8- Arriving.
The hydrolics let out a defining hiss as the ship settled on the landing pad of Esthar Air Base. It had been a while since they had came just for the sake of coming to the techno city. A few times had been for little missions and Selphie's birthday last year.
It was almost night and the sun made the city glow with unimaginable shades of red and orange. No one who ever visited Esthar was no impressed how the bulidings reflected the rays of the sun during the day, and the moon and night. A few changes had been made, a few roof top plant gardens, a few more streets and the beginings of a park near the presidental building. Esthar truly was a sight to behold.
If it wasn't a ear splitting scean of chaos as workers welded and hammered and drilled and bolted, more then likly getting ready for the festival the day after tomorrow. All but Squall and Fujin were covering their ears due to the loudness. "It's too loud!" Selphie yelled.
Irvine looked at her and yelled back "Can't hear you! Workers too loud!"
"Cram it, the both of you! C'mon, here's our ride to Laguna's place." Zell yelled, as an extreamly long limo pulled up. Solid black and very, very long, it stopped after a few minutes as the doors automaticly opened and everyone rushed in. As soon as the doors closed, all noise from outside was silenced. "Plush." He said, running his hand along the dark leather of the seat.
"Sir Laguna went all out for us." Selphie said, laying down on one of the extreamly long seats and kicking off her boots.
Quistis bent down and walked along a bit until she found a small fridge and poped it open. "We got...orange soda, grape, regular and diet. Ohh. Cashews." She smiled and removed the small container of peanuts and sat down, popping open the top and munching happily.
Squall, on the other hand, didn't seem to impressed. "He did this last year with Selphie's brithday. He even had the lights shut off through out the city to read "Happy Birthday Selphie." "
"Yep! It was so sweet. Sir Laguna is such a nice guy. Handsome and kind sensitive..." Sighing deamrily, Selphie sat up and hugged Irvine tightly around the neck. "But he's not my Irvy-poo!"
"Irvy-poo?" He mouthed, looking at everyone, who only shrugged and sat back, enjoying the silent ride.
Fujin, who be silent for most of the trip to Esthar, finally spoke up. "A BIT MUCH."
Sighing, Squall leaned back against the leather seat and rested his hands behind his head. "Thats just his way. The best thing to do is to try and get used to it. It grows on you in time."
"LIKE FUNGUS."
"Very funny." He said as he closed his eyes.
Simply shrugging, Fujin moved over to Squall's side and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes and letting herself drift asleep. Gently, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as his head rested on hers, allowing himself to do the same.
******
"...And move an extermination squad to level 3." The president sighed and placed his hands on his back, bending backwards with a loud number of cracks ringing from his body. "Ah, man. That feel good. Yo, Kiros. Where's my boy at?" He asked as he looked around his office.
"The Ragnarok just landed and the limo picked them up a few minuets ago. Squall and his friends should be getting here pretty soon. Don't you think you're over doing things?" He asked as he walked over to a large couch and sat down. "Everytime they come here, you send limos to pick them up and pay off anyone in the best resturants to vacate so they can have a quiet meal."
Laguna arhced an eyebrow. "What's your point?"
Laguna's life long friend sighed and shook his head, rubbing his temples. "Never mind."
With a simple shrug, Laguna went back to poping any random body part her could. His back still ached a bit, caused from hunching over his desk for three hours stright. He put his hands back on the small of his back and quickly tossed his upper body back to make one final loud pop. But it didn't go as he had planned. His eye go wide as he hold his position, tears of pain begining to sting his eyes. "Kiros?" He said in a low, squeaky voice. "Help."
Looking up, Kiros cocked an eyebrow and looked at the president in his humorus state. "What happened?" He said as he got up.
//Dammit all, I'm getting to old for this.// He thought to himself as he tried to strighten himself out. "I uh...I kinda threw my back out." He squeaked as his body fell compleatly backwards, earning a scream of pain from the leader os Esthar.
What almost seemed like chuckle came from his best friend as he grasped his hand and pulled him up, letting his arm drape over his shoulder as he carryed him over to the couch. "I told you that would happen one day. But when did Laguna start caring about what people said would happen to him?" Dropping Laguna on the couch without a thought for him, he waved him off as he went to go get the doctor.
With a painfilled squeak as Kiros let him fall on the couch, Laguna wheezed out. "You're fired." It was a joke, but sounded serious.
******
About an hour later, after traffic, pit stops, gas, and a collpased road, the limo pulled up to the insanly large preidential palace. Everyone exited the car and looked at the large dwelling. Either it got bigger or they got smaller, because Selphie could swear there were cloud floating around the top floor windows. "It's so big." She said as she tried to bend back just to see the sky above it.
A small swish is heard as the doors open, but no one steps out. Everyone gives a strange look to each other but decided to step in anyway. They all take a seat on the lift as the small pink bubble surrounds it and makes its accent to the upper levels. "Please keep your arms and leg inside the ride at all times. No flash photogrophy, please." Zell joked.
After the contraption set down and everyone got off, a sudden wail came from Laguna's office. Everyone goes into a dead sprint to the office, bursting through the doors and having their weapons ready.
A woman, tall with dark red hair in a nurses uniform, stands next to Laguna, who is lying face down on a table, the nurse massaging his back, and apparetnly doing a very good job. "A little to left, please." Laguna said. The nurse nodded and gently rubbed her elbow between his shoulder blade, earning a loud moan and a slight yelp.
Squall just sighs, as well as Fujin, while Irvine eyes the nurse, causing Selphie to beat him with her nunchucku while Quistis was trying her hardest to keep her hand over Zells eyes, but he wouldn't have it. "Hellooooo Nurse!" Irvine yelled. A loud crack rang through the office, but not from the nurses' massageing.
Selphie had knocked Irvine over the head with her weapon, actually cracking it. Irvine fell to the gound, totally knocked out with his tongue hanging out of his mouth with an extreamly goofy grin on his face.
Laguna looked up at the sound of the clonk and saw most everyone standing there, save for Irvine who was passed out on the floor and Fujin, who was shyly hiding behind Squall. "Oh. Hey guys. Uh...go ahead and get yourselves seated and I'll catch...mmmmm....you guys in a couple of hours" Everyone nodded as they walked out and began to seperate to their rooms, making idle chat abpout what they were going to do when the festival started. "Hey! Could someone help me get this lunk head!?" Selphie yelled out, dragging Irvine down the hall by his feat and giving his back a nasty rug burn.
******
And cut and print! Good job, if I do say so myself. I'd like to thank everyone who's been reviewing and say thats for the support, this fic aint stopping soon! And now for my little segment, "Word From the Ton." Ladies and gentlemen, Tonberry!
*crowd cheers and applauses as Tonberry walks out*
Tonberry: *adjusts microphone and clears throat* There once was a man from Nantucket...
O_O *dives on Tonberry and tapes his mouth shut* Later everybody! *Tonberry struggles; shoots Tonberry with a tranqilizers; Tonberry falls asleep*