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 9
After releasing the students for the vacation, Kiros called a meeting for the instructors who had not gone on Caraway's mission. He'd informed the five of them before they left of what he waited to tell the others. When the meeting convened, everyone stood or sat in the largest room in the Garden, even if the cafeteria didn't seem like it was worth much for privacy.
"Two months?" Selphie yelped, "We only got rid of them for two months?"
"Calm down," Kiros sighed, "We are going to restart the session at about the time the other Gardens will. Which is two months. I have already received messages from about twelve of the families stating that their children will not be returning."
"That takes us to sixty," Quistis noted, "But we're also getting about twenty more at the start of this next term. Which puts us back up to eighty."
"We are also going to get four more instructors," Kiros added, "And I've decided to set up a learning system a little different from the other Gardens'. Galbadia is much like a military school, and the students all fail if anyone can't keep up in class. Trabia is very forgiving in its grading, allowing anyone with grades as low as fifty percent correct to pass, and Balamb teaches somewhere in between, with students being required to maintain eighty percent or higher, and no one in a class can advance until all have reached that point."
"So how are we differing?" Irvine pushed his hat higher on his head.
"The students who reach eighty percent mastery will be allowed to advance, even if there are others in their year groups and classes who haven't," Kiros responded.
"In other words," Maria rolled her eyes, "We're going to have to keep up with the fast learning students while not neglecting the slower ones."
"Oh," Selphie blinked, "So we're going to be a 'move at your own pace' type of school. COOL!"
"But what's this about having to relocate for the break?" Xia read from the itinerary.
"The Shumi finished rebuilding Trabia Garden," Kiros noted, "So they'll be headed here to finish what has already been started, and to upgrade it."
"They're hoping that in two months the building will be complete," Squall shrugged, "At a capacity of about thirteen hundred."
"That's huge!" Selphie squeaked.
"Not really," Max shook his head, "both Galbadia and Balamb Gardens are larger by six hundred students, and neither of them have reached capacity."
"It just seems big to us because Trabia Garden's capacity is eight hundred, and the population hasn't reached even half that," Xia smiled, "Of course, what person in their right mind would want to live in a snow smothered Garden? Aside from Squall or Max."
"Who says they're in their right minds?" Seifer snorted, "After all, they've already put in transfer requests to Trabia."
"What?" Selphie squealed, "You're serious? ALL RIGHT!" she danced around the cafeteria for a minute or two.
"I assume that means she's happy with this," Max looked back and forth among the other instructors.
"That's a safe assumption," Rinoa giggled at the shorter girl's antics.
"Now I REALLY have a reason to go back home!" Selphie giggled and wrapped her arms around Max, squeezing him as hard as she could, "I might be able to get the two of you to loosen up, you act like you've got sticks up your,"
"Selphie," Quistis covered the hyper brunette's mouth, "Those are dangerous things to say around here, with children possibly in range."
After blinking twice to make sure that he was still in some form of reality, Max relaxed slightly from the 'deer in headlights' stance he'd taken the instant Selphie's arms had trapped him, "Chances are, whatever you're trying to shield them from, they've already heard. Remember she is in charge of them for a good portion of any given day... Anything she's capable of saying in front of us, she likely has gotten 'kid tested,' and 'kid approved.' No matter how dangerous it is."
"Wait," Maria paused, looking at him steadily with her dark brown eyes, "You actually don't know what would have finished that phrase?"
"Not a clue," Max shrugged, "I don't keep up with a lot of the colloquialisms. Then again, I do have a year's worth of back-log in everything that I still haven't caught up on."
"So," Kiros rolled his eyes, "Getting back to the subject we were originally dealing with," he sent a light glare Selphie's way, "While we wait for this Garden to be completed, we will stay at one of the other three. Supposedly, we are recruiting students, but I feel we would be better off trying to recruit other instructors. The five on a mission will also carry this out, if they get their task completed before the two months are through."
"Which of us go to what Garden?" Rinoa glanced around the room, "because I kind of like the idea of visiting Trabia again."
"Fine," Kiros smiled, "You'll go to Trabia with Zell, Eric, Ariadne, and Seifer. Quistis, Maria, Xia, and Selphie will travel to Galbadia Garden, and Max, Squall, Lynne, Irvine, and Edgar will go to Balamb. I have to return to Esthar."
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It is starting to move around in a weird way, so I can't even hope to tell you what the intent is... ~It's kind of sad how short this one is shaping up, word wise, not that it really matters much~
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 9
After releasing the students for the vacation, Kiros called a meeting for the instructors who had not gone on Caraway's mission. He'd informed the five of them before they left of what he waited to tell the others. When the meeting convened, everyone stood or sat in the largest room in the Garden, even if the cafeteria didn't seem like it was worth much for privacy.
"Two months?" Selphie yelped, "We only got rid of them for two months?"
"Calm down," Kiros sighed, "We are going to restart the session at about the time the other Gardens will. Which is two months. I have already received messages from about twelve of the families stating that their children will not be returning."
"That takes us to sixty," Quistis noted, "But we're also getting about twenty more at the start of this next term. Which puts us back up to eighty."
"We are also going to get four more instructors," Kiros added, "And I've decided to set up a learning system a little different from the other Gardens'. Galbadia is much like a military school, and the students all fail if anyone can't keep up in class. Trabia is very forgiving in its grading, allowing anyone with grades as low as fifty percent correct to pass, and Balamb teaches somewhere in between, with students being required to maintain eighty percent or higher, and no one in a class can advance until all have reached that point."
"So how are we differing?" Irvine pushed his hat higher on his head.
"The students who reach eighty percent mastery will be allowed to advance, even if there are others in their year groups and classes who haven't," Kiros responded.
"In other words," Maria rolled her eyes, "We're going to have to keep up with the fast learning students while not neglecting the slower ones."
"Oh," Selphie blinked, "So we're going to be a 'move at your own pace' type of school. COOL!"
"But what's this about having to relocate for the break?" Xia read from the itinerary.
"The Shumi finished rebuilding Trabia Garden," Kiros noted, "So they'll be headed here to finish what has already been started, and to upgrade it."
"They're hoping that in two months the building will be complete," Squall shrugged, "At a capacity of about thirteen hundred."
"That's huge!" Selphie squeaked.
"Not really," Max shook his head, "both Galbadia and Balamb Gardens are larger by six hundred students, and neither of them have reached capacity."
"It just seems big to us because Trabia Garden's capacity is eight hundred, and the population hasn't reached even half that," Xia smiled, "Of course, what person in their right mind would want to live in a snow smothered Garden? Aside from Squall or Max."
"Who says they're in their right minds?" Seifer snorted, "After all, they've already put in transfer requests to Trabia."
"What?" Selphie squealed, "You're serious? ALL RIGHT!" she danced around the cafeteria for a minute or two.
"I assume that means she's happy with this," Max looked back and forth among the other instructors.
"That's a safe assumption," Rinoa giggled at the shorter girl's antics.
"Now I REALLY have a reason to go back home!" Selphie giggled and wrapped her arms around Max, squeezing him as hard as she could, "I might be able to get the two of you to loosen up, you act like you've got sticks up your,"
"Selphie," Quistis covered the hyper brunette's mouth, "Those are dangerous things to say around here, with children possibly in range."
After blinking twice to make sure that he was still in some form of reality, Max relaxed slightly from the 'deer in headlights' stance he'd taken the instant Selphie's arms had trapped him, "Chances are, whatever you're trying to shield them from, they've already heard. Remember she is in charge of them for a good portion of any given day... Anything she's capable of saying in front of us, she likely has gotten 'kid tested,' and 'kid approved.' No matter how dangerous it is."
"Wait," Maria paused, looking at him steadily with her dark brown eyes, "You actually don't know what would have finished that phrase?"
"Not a clue," Max shrugged, "I don't keep up with a lot of the colloquialisms. Then again, I do have a year's worth of back-log in everything that I still haven't caught up on."
"So," Kiros rolled his eyes, "Getting back to the subject we were originally dealing with," he sent a light glare Selphie's way, "While we wait for this Garden to be completed, we will stay at one of the other three. Supposedly, we are recruiting students, but I feel we would be better off trying to recruit other instructors. The five on a mission will also carry this out, if they get their task completed before the two months are through."
"Which of us go to what Garden?" Rinoa glanced around the room, "because I kind of like the idea of visiting Trabia again."
"Fine," Kiros smiled, "You'll go to Trabia with Zell, Eric, Ariadne, and Seifer. Quistis, Maria, Xia, and Selphie will travel to Galbadia Garden, and Max, Squall, Lynne, Irvine, and Edgar will go to Balamb. I have to return to Esthar."
~
It is starting to move around in a weird way, so I can't even hope to tell you what the intent is... ~It's kind of sad how short this one is shaping up, word wise, not that it really matters much~