I'm trying to write the story I had originally intended.
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the six newbies are mine.
I don't know what Caraway's character is like, so he's going to wind up really snooty... I have no idea why.
I'm not sure whether you wanna call it Rinoa bashing or what, but I'm sure I'm not exactly nice to her...
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Chapter 8
"How did we get into this mess?" Lynne muttered as they arrived in Deling, "I honestly don't see how we rate as strong."
"Perhaps," Edgar paused, "perhaps he went with physical strength."
"That makes sense," Eric snorted, "In a twisted, vengeful sort of manner."
"Well," Zell rolled his eyes, "At least they asked what exactly we were meant to do."
"Even if sending us was meant almost expressly to anger Caraway," Eric rubbed his forehead, "at least it won't be very difficult."
"We hope," Ariadne shook her head.
"I still don't see why he sent you instead of the ones who worked with my daughter," Caraway continued to fume.
"Because he wanted his strongest SeeDs," Eric rolled his eyes behind the older man's back.
"Of the lot of you," Caraway glared at them, then focused on Zell, "only he fought in that altercation."
"So?" Lynne glared back, leaning slightly on his staff to remind the general of their status as warriors.
"The rest of you have not proven yourselves," Caraway snorted.
"So we have to save the world to be real SeeDs?" Eric snorted, "Even though both Lynne and I have been instructors for three years prior to our assignment to Centra Garden?"
"Haven't fought any world-threatening evils, have you?" Caraway growled.
"No, but we helped lock away the magic that would have forced us to fight hundreds of others in the course of time," Edgar grinned, "Besides, being a hero isn't all it's hacked out to be, to quote Squall himself."
"Well here's your chance to become heroes," Caraway glared at the taller, blonde man, for his bad timing of humor.
"In your book," Lynne growled low enough that Caraway didn't catch it, "Rogue Elementals that you think are supposed to be Guardian forces when there are no more forces."
~
"I still don't quite understand that," Lynne muttered, as they wandered through the ruins known as the 'Tomb of the Unknown King,' "Why again did we put magic out of common use by eliminating the Guardians?"
"It wasn't a conscious decision," Eric drawled lightly, "Or even a real choice. They freed Max from the remnants of the spell Ultimecia had put him under, and then took it as a given that they'd earned their freedom."
"Which kind of leaves those of us without Max's gift for using magic without them, up a river without a paddle," Zell rolled his eyes.
"Done that before?" Edgar joked, "The last time I did it, I had loads of fun going over a waterfall."
"You really have a weird sense of humor," Lynne shrugged, and then turned left, "This place was geared toward single directional turns, right?"
"We are supposed to follow the hallways until we encounter the rogue Elemental," Eric nodded.
"Um, fill me in again on the Elemental's description," Zell peered around one of the corners.
"It was ice blue in color," Ariadne read off from the report, "Standing about seven feet tall, and had silver eyes, no pupils. It appeared to have long red hair, and six arms. It wore a crimson cloak, and bore a sword in four arms. The other two were always crossed in front of it. It only,"
"That's fine Ari," Zell turned back to the others, "I think it found us."
"Why not 'we found it?'" Edgar blinked at the other blonde man.
Zell backed up as a creature almost matching the description given walked around the corner he'd been peering at.
"Oh," Edgar blinked, and looked up, "That's why."
~
That's clearing up a few things.
Okay, I'm not sure what to do with the Interludes, (Interruptions of the Past) so I'll ask you all. Should I turn those into a story line of their own, or continue to have them as Interruptions? Yes, there will be more. ~Increasingly important they are, I find.~
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the six newbies are mine.
I don't know what Caraway's character is like, so he's going to wind up really snooty... I have no idea why.
I'm not sure whether you wanna call it Rinoa bashing or what, but I'm sure I'm not exactly nice to her...
~
Chapter 8
"How did we get into this mess?" Lynne muttered as they arrived in Deling, "I honestly don't see how we rate as strong."
"Perhaps," Edgar paused, "perhaps he went with physical strength."
"That makes sense," Eric snorted, "In a twisted, vengeful sort of manner."
"Well," Zell rolled his eyes, "At least they asked what exactly we were meant to do."
"Even if sending us was meant almost expressly to anger Caraway," Eric rubbed his forehead, "at least it won't be very difficult."
"We hope," Ariadne shook her head.
"I still don't see why he sent you instead of the ones who worked with my daughter," Caraway continued to fume.
"Because he wanted his strongest SeeDs," Eric rolled his eyes behind the older man's back.
"Of the lot of you," Caraway glared at them, then focused on Zell, "only he fought in that altercation."
"So?" Lynne glared back, leaning slightly on his staff to remind the general of their status as warriors.
"The rest of you have not proven yourselves," Caraway snorted.
"So we have to save the world to be real SeeDs?" Eric snorted, "Even though both Lynne and I have been instructors for three years prior to our assignment to Centra Garden?"
"Haven't fought any world-threatening evils, have you?" Caraway growled.
"No, but we helped lock away the magic that would have forced us to fight hundreds of others in the course of time," Edgar grinned, "Besides, being a hero isn't all it's hacked out to be, to quote Squall himself."
"Well here's your chance to become heroes," Caraway glared at the taller, blonde man, for his bad timing of humor.
"In your book," Lynne growled low enough that Caraway didn't catch it, "Rogue Elementals that you think are supposed to be Guardian forces when there are no more forces."
~
"I still don't quite understand that," Lynne muttered, as they wandered through the ruins known as the 'Tomb of the Unknown King,' "Why again did we put magic out of common use by eliminating the Guardians?"
"It wasn't a conscious decision," Eric drawled lightly, "Or even a real choice. They freed Max from the remnants of the spell Ultimecia had put him under, and then took it as a given that they'd earned their freedom."
"Which kind of leaves those of us without Max's gift for using magic without them, up a river without a paddle," Zell rolled his eyes.
"Done that before?" Edgar joked, "The last time I did it, I had loads of fun going over a waterfall."
"You really have a weird sense of humor," Lynne shrugged, and then turned left, "This place was geared toward single directional turns, right?"
"We are supposed to follow the hallways until we encounter the rogue Elemental," Eric nodded.
"Um, fill me in again on the Elemental's description," Zell peered around one of the corners.
"It was ice blue in color," Ariadne read off from the report, "Standing about seven feet tall, and had silver eyes, no pupils. It appeared to have long red hair, and six arms. It wore a crimson cloak, and bore a sword in four arms. The other two were always crossed in front of it. It only,"
"That's fine Ari," Zell turned back to the others, "I think it found us."
"Why not 'we found it?'" Edgar blinked at the other blonde man.
Zell backed up as a creature almost matching the description given walked around the corner he'd been peering at.
"Oh," Edgar blinked, and looked up, "That's why."
~
That's clearing up a few things.
Okay, I'm not sure what to do with the Interludes, (Interruptions of the Past) so I'll ask you all. Should I turn those into a story line of their own, or continue to have them as Interruptions? Yes, there will be more. ~Increasingly important they are, I find.~