I'm trying to write the story I had originally intended.
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the newbies are mine.
To warn you, this is starting to get gory, or at least getting really violent.
The Rinoa bashing is revving into overdrive. I promise it's unintentional. Or at least, it started that way...
My apologies for the long wait, if anyone's still watching. Due to computer and server problems, I couldn't access this for three weeks... so I'm only now able to add on.
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Chapter 23
"Sir, we have not received any reports from the troops stationed at Galbadia Garden," a soldier fearfully informed General Caraway.
"None?" a deceptively calm response.
"Yes sir," the soldier knew better though, and mentally prepared himself to run as fast as he could as soon as he was allowed to leave the office, "Not since 800 hours."
"That was four hours ago," Caraway's voice dropped into a growl, "Why wasn't I informed sooner?"
The soldier coughed, really hoping that the General had been in a good mood before. He was known to fire the messenger, even if he didn't kill them, if they brought bad news of this magnitude, "We tried, sir. Your secretary informed us that we would have to wait through proper protocol until it reached the proper urgency."
"And you let that stop you?"
Another cough, "Yes sir. After the first failure to report, she deemed it only a C class emergency."
"And you would allow a civilian's judgment stand above yours in military proceedings?"
The soldier began to feel ill, though he didn't show it, "Yes sir, we didn't see any other alternative."
"Now that you have relayed the information of the failure of my men to report, you can relay to the other messengers under your command, and the command of your direct superior, that every last one of you is discharged."
The soldier left the room and as soon as the door closed behind him, allowed his head to sag. He really hated being in a military unit whose commander was like a corporation's CEO. Job security was almost nonexistent.
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The dark-haired woman consulted her chronometer for the time, then burrowed just a bit deeper into the heavy clothing she wore to guard against the cold. -I can't wait until I reach Estharian lands. It's too damn cold out here for my tastes.-
She traveled on the chocobo until she reached the coastline. Pausing for a bit, she pushed the large bird into the shallows to run onto the northern peninsula of the Centran continent.
As soon as she reached it, she released the chocobo to go back to its forest, and started to walk to her own secret lab. -Time to release myself from this little fool. I'm tired of playing stupid. I'll leave her somewhere where she won't get killed, as I may need to use her again later, but for now, she is utterly useless.-
Upon reaching the small structure, the dark-haired woman pulled a panel from one of her multiple pockets and pushed a button. The door sounded with a series of chirps, and she echoed them with the device in her hand. It then slid open to reveal a long cot, and an older woman lying on it.
The younger woman suddenly collapsed to the floor, and the older woke to the sound. Climbing out of the cot, she pulled a spare from the wall, and placed the fallen girl on it. She then walked to a back wall in the small building and typed a sequence of characters via a keyboard that was embedded into it. After typing the sequence, the woman staggered back to her cot and fell back to sleep.
~
For once, I'm ahead of you guys in what's going on! I know what's happening now... kinda. At least with the old woman and the younger one. Tee hee.
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the newbies are mine.
To warn you, this is starting to get gory, or at least getting really violent.
The Rinoa bashing is revving into overdrive. I promise it's unintentional. Or at least, it started that way...
My apologies for the long wait, if anyone's still watching. Due to computer and server problems, I couldn't access this for three weeks... so I'm only now able to add on.
~
Chapter 23
"Sir, we have not received any reports from the troops stationed at Galbadia Garden," a soldier fearfully informed General Caraway.
"None?" a deceptively calm response.
"Yes sir," the soldier knew better though, and mentally prepared himself to run as fast as he could as soon as he was allowed to leave the office, "Not since 800 hours."
"That was four hours ago," Caraway's voice dropped into a growl, "Why wasn't I informed sooner?"
The soldier coughed, really hoping that the General had been in a good mood before. He was known to fire the messenger, even if he didn't kill them, if they brought bad news of this magnitude, "We tried, sir. Your secretary informed us that we would have to wait through proper protocol until it reached the proper urgency."
"And you let that stop you?"
Another cough, "Yes sir. After the first failure to report, she deemed it only a C class emergency."
"And you would allow a civilian's judgment stand above yours in military proceedings?"
The soldier began to feel ill, though he didn't show it, "Yes sir, we didn't see any other alternative."
"Now that you have relayed the information of the failure of my men to report, you can relay to the other messengers under your command, and the command of your direct superior, that every last one of you is discharged."
The soldier left the room and as soon as the door closed behind him, allowed his head to sag. He really hated being in a military unit whose commander was like a corporation's CEO. Job security was almost nonexistent.
~
The dark-haired woman consulted her chronometer for the time, then burrowed just a bit deeper into the heavy clothing she wore to guard against the cold. -I can't wait until I reach Estharian lands. It's too damn cold out here for my tastes.-
She traveled on the chocobo until she reached the coastline. Pausing for a bit, she pushed the large bird into the shallows to run onto the northern peninsula of the Centran continent.
As soon as she reached it, she released the chocobo to go back to its forest, and started to walk to her own secret lab. -Time to release myself from this little fool. I'm tired of playing stupid. I'll leave her somewhere where she won't get killed, as I may need to use her again later, but for now, she is utterly useless.-
Upon reaching the small structure, the dark-haired woman pulled a panel from one of her multiple pockets and pushed a button. The door sounded with a series of chirps, and she echoed them with the device in her hand. It then slid open to reveal a long cot, and an older woman lying on it.
The younger woman suddenly collapsed to the floor, and the older woke to the sound. Climbing out of the cot, she pulled a spare from the wall, and placed the fallen girl on it. She then walked to a back wall in the small building and typed a sequence of characters via a keyboard that was embedded into it. After typing the sequence, the woman staggered back to her cot and fell back to sleep.
~
For once, I'm ahead of you guys in what's going on! I know what's happening now... kinda. At least with the old woman and the younger one. Tee hee.