Dawn was approaching quickly, creating a silent orange hue across the water. The only people who were stirring at this time were those of the fisherman status, men who had to ship out early in order to catch the large catches. The nets tightened and the load was lifted, the normal haul of fish this time of the season… but something else caught the sailor's eyes. A flash of blue and blonde amid the mount of flopping grey could be visibly seen by all those working on deck. There was a bustle as they pulled whatever it was from the nets and onto deck, men gathered to catch a glimpse of the soppy body. 'She's still alive!' Some one shouted as they began to perform a CPR on the women to clear her lungs of water before her fate changed. Darkness began to wager and slowly voices, light, warmth… if you could call it warmth… came creeping back in. Air rushed in a quick gasp causing everything else to be spat out instantly. They rolled her over lightly as she chocked and spit up all the water that had seeped into her lungs. 'Quick call the captain!' One shouted out of the crowd when they saw he stir to semi life. A man with auburn hair dashed off to the cabin and threw the door open and before anything could be said about knocking instantly sputtered into words. 'Captain a women was found in the water, she's still alive!'
A man with blonde hair opened his emerald eyes and turned to face the jittery fisherman, giving him a placid look before inquiring further. "What about this woman?" He asked quietly hand still folded behind his back the way a captain of navy ship would.
"Well sir she's quite pretty from what we can see, though she wet and soppy. Looks as if she was thrown over board not more then an hour or two ago! Blonde hair she has… haven't seen her eyes yet! The men want to have fun with her if she's in the right state, but they be asking for yeah." The boy came back taking his tub hat off and fiddling with it whilst he spoke.
The man sighed and unfolded his hand when he came back to the reality that he was nothing more then the captain of a boat full of fishermen. He nodded to the boy and waved his hand as he walked past him out the door to where the men were gathered around the strange catch.
Consciousness could be found, it came with shivers and sights that were slowly focusing. She flipped her still wet hair out of her face and looked around at the faces peering at her; it caused her to scream as none of them she recognized. "Where am I?" She sputtered out as she backed up against the boats wall, shivering like there was no end.
The Captain had expected something completely then what he saw, the men moved aside as he walked towards them and the girl in the soppy blue gown. When his gaze finally fell on the girl in widened, there shivering from cold terror, was none other then his old instructor. A woman he thought was almost mentally indestructible, yet here she was in a tacky wet dress shivering on his boat. He kneeled down in front of her with a slight smirk at the situation, he was expecting her to yell at him or try to give him an order but instead she looked at him in confusion.
"Who are you?" She asked with a slight bit of fear in her voice as she looked at him. She didn't where she was or how she got there, or how she was soaking wet in a tacky blue what looks to be like a bride's maid dress.
He was taken a back slightly. True his hair had grown out a bit and it had been to years, but did she really not recognize him at all?
Actually when she thought about she couldn't remember anything about herself, how old am I? Where am I from? What's my name? "Who am I?" She finally asked of the blonde man that for some reason seemed to be a comforting presence… almost like he was familiar.
His eye brows furrowed lightly as she asked this, what had happened to her? He never in his wildest dreams would have ever thought he would find Quistis Trepe shivering with fear and not remembering her own name. Thoughts ran through his head about what to do, she would never play a game like this he knew he well enough to know she was not like that. Should he bring her back to garden? No, they would think it was his fault in the first place. Squall had already told him he would take him out the first chance he got… He was angry because he slid on the death sentence, yet he only slid because of her.
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"Members of the council we take a vote, it must be a clean 'Yes' or 'No' from every member. If you can all agree on the same answer then it will be so, one disagreement and then death can not be sentenced." The judge told the six members picked in the council the statement twice before taking a seat. The courtroom was packed with people behind the banisters, wanting to see the fate of the 'traitor' as he was labeled.
He sat cuffed at a tabled with Ethsarian guards on either side for good measure. Seifer Almasy stood accused of murder, high treason, betrayal, attempted murder, assault… the list went on and the accusation kept flying. The council was composed of people he knew, or thought he knew, to have wanted him to be sentenced to death. On the far right of the panel sat the new head of Galbadia, to his left sat the head of Trabia, to his left sat head of Balam, to his left sat Commander Squall Leonhart, to his left sat President Laguna of Ethsar, and on the very sat his ex instructor Quistis Trepe. One after the other they stood to declare either 'Yes' to death or 'No'.
The first Stood, "Yes" he sat.
"Yes"
"Yes"
"Yes" It was said with spite, causing him to flinch in his seat.
"Yes"
There was a pause as everyone stared at the blonde who stood slowly and looked directly at her old pupil for a second. It all came down to this, should she sat yes the judge would bang his mallet and he would be dragged off to an antagonizing death. The crowd hushed as the tension grew. She turned her gaze from him and looked at the crowd. "No" she sated quite bluntly and with no emotion what so ever. His head shot up at the word, whispers began through the crowd. She knew she would get harassed for this later but she didn't care.
He stared her down, trying to get a reason for it but all she did was sit up stiff as a board looking like the perfect doll as she stared straight into space.
The judge banged his mallet and tried to quite the crowd. "Death sentence over ruled… Seifer Almasy you are hereby banned from Garden and revoked of any weapon usage what so ever. You may never join SeeD or step foot in a Garden… Court dismissed."
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"Captain Almasy, can we play with her since she don't know who she is?" Asked one of them as he stared at her almost exposed bosom and licked his lips.
"NO!" He yelled louder then he meant, what was he too do?
She wasn't really hearing what they were saying as darkness was beginning to take a hold of her again. She went to pull her self up but ended falling back to the deck weakly.
"Aw why not cap'?" Another one asked.
It came to him before he could stop himself, "because she's my wife!" They looked at him curiously but nodded, they knew not to poke a prod when he was in this mood. "Take us back to port…" He said in a less harsh tone as he picked up the shivering women who was hot with fever and took her to the cabin, "and be quick about it!"
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The boat pulled in the rest of its nets quickly before it was turned and hurried back to the ports at fisherman horizon. In only took them a quarter of an hour to reach the pier once more, and once the rope hit the wood so to did the blonde man named Seifer carrying his so called bride to the small clinic in the small fishing village.
"What is her name?" The nurse asked as she filled out some papers behind her desk, Quistis already in a hospital bed being treated.
"Quistis Tr…" He was going to say he last name but thought better of it. It they knew who she really was then they would call garden. "Almasy… Quistis Almasy…" He said to the nurse who wrote the name down quickly. He leaned against the high risen counter and waited while the nurse got up and went into the room they were tending to her. Moments later the doctor came out and smiled at the young man before him, "She's going to be ok… We got her fever down and she's resting right now as she keeps coming in and out of consciousness. We are going to request that we keep her, Mr. Almasy, for the night to be sure… We suspect she has been in the water for over 2 hours, how she survived it a mystery still. Tests should be in tomorrow morning…" That doctor said softly to the boy.
He nodded and looked out the window, what had gotten into him… why was he lying? Maybe because if the people of fisherman horizon found out whom she was and contacted garden then they would find out who he was… No one here had recognized him so far and he had been given a second chance at life. He would not let anyone screw that up… though because no one knew about his past it would be easy to say she was a wife he had believed to have gone missing… With a half smile to the doctor he nodded again and walked out of the Clinic. If Quistis really had lost her memory he was going to have to make her believe she was really his wife or she would start to question. This meant he needed to go get some things…