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 Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 7:43 pm
Irvine awoke, hearing Zell's loud mouth over everybody else's insults and curses.
"Shove it!"
He fell back asleep.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 7:50 pm
He strolled past the side-by-side dorms of Irvine and Zell. How Irvine managed to get a SeeD dorm, considering he'd never taken the field exam, was beyond him. He could speculate, but he'd much rather take on a T-Rexaur with his bare hands instead. The images would be a lot cleaner, too...
As the sound of their back and forth shouting reached out into the hallway, he stopped and looked toward the doors, then sighed and placed his hand on his forehead.
"Idiots..."
Then he continued right on past them, toward his dorm a few doors down the hall. If Irvine knew what was good for him, he'd keep it quiet...
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 7:52 pm
-Rinoa banged her fist on her dorm desk and shook it at the PA for breaking her concentration. She'd been studying all day long for the upcoming exam, and even Angelo was being a bother now, wanting to play while she read up on the island bestiary. She dropped her fist back onto the table and grabbed a nearby pencil, chewing on it while she read, and her mind started to wander again like it always did. She'd forgotten to eat again today in the course of her studies, and she knew that if she told Squall, he would get upset because she forgot to take care of herself again. Her head jerked up as an idea came to her mind, and the right side of her mouth quirked up in a mischievious grin that anybody in the Garden now knew to expect a dangerous or just plain silly result from. She shoved her chair back from the desk and beefed up Angelo's ego by petting him and cooing.-
Aww, you're the good boy, aren't you? You're the handsomest man I've met to date! Why, I bet all the girls in the dorms give you the eye when you walk around with me, huh? I bet we can make them all jealous if you do me just a TINY favor, sweetie. You've seen the blondie down the hall, right? The one who always brings her food to her room and leaves the trash around the door until she gets in trouble?
-Angelo basked in the attention and cocked his head, trying to remember the young lady in question. Upon the memory of the food smell, he wruffed his agreement and started wagging, sensing one of his favorite pastimes in the air: troublemaking! Rinoa laughed and scratched behind his ear while opening her door stealthily.-
Yeah, I bet she has a crush on you, too! How about you bring me one of her hot dog wrappers and empty cups so I can write her a love letter for you?
-Angelo knew it was a crock, but he slipped out the door anyway, because he knows that as long as it's simple things like paper cups and wrappers, his Lady isn't going to get hurt and she gets to be happy in the process. After a couple of minutes of Rinoa giggling at the snuffing and crackling noises in the hall followed by a shrill scream, Angelo loped back into the dorm and Rinoa shut her door behind him, cupping her hand tightly over her mouth to prevent her laughter from giving her breaking of lights-out away. She grabbed the cup and wrapper from his mouth and artfully arranged them on her desk, so that if Squall were to visit in the night (sigh... how romantic that would be! Which of course meant it wouldn't happen, but hey! A girl can dream...) or in the morning to wake her up for class, she could tell him she ate a square meal and got some good learning in the process. Squall would be so proud of her! After everything on her desk was clean and arranged, she wiggled out of her uniform and into a standard-issue set of pajamas, cuddling with Angelo for another minute or two before shutting off her lights, opening her curtains and crawling into bed.-
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 7:56 pm
Selphie woke up to hear Irvine, then Zell, then Irvine again. She could only imange what they where fighting about. She lay her head back on the pillow and fell back asleep in a few minutes.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 7:57 pm
Seifer sat, one ledg resting on the other, on his favourite nesting place..The bench to the east of the fountain.. He leaned back, his hands behind his head, Hyperion laid across his lap..A slight smirk was on his lips, as per the norm, as he pondered upcoming testings..
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 7:58 pm
-it was then that Rinoa realized after YEARS AND YEARS that Angelo was a girl, and she felt stupid.-
( biggrin )
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:01 pm
Zell grumbled slightly and tossed then turned, he never did like that Kinnease and the tempting idea of ratting him out to Selphie was something in his head. He snicked to himself and slowly slid off into dream land, hopefully not be bothered till the mornin and hopefully he would get a taste of those hotdogs then.
"Mmm ... hotdogs ..."
( Oh maybe I should get the mischeives Rinoa to help me on this xp )
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:06 pm
(just remember, kids, everything but the training grounds is off limits at night ;p unless you happen to be puberty-boy, our beloved fearless leader.)
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:06 pm
Croix Hunter Zell grumbled slightly and tossed then turned, he never did like that Kinnease and the tempting idea of ratting him out to Selphie was something in his head (-Clint Eastwood impression (I think)- Make my day, punk.) Ohh the naughtiness of Irvine's dreams... Any virgin would have puked in disgust, or go blind.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:16 pm
(good luck w/ that, Croix. the hotdogs, i mean. Rinoa is a prankster. and so is Rik... xd )
He didn't stay in his dorm for long. Only there long enough to put away his gunblade and shed his gore-encrusted leather jacket. Then he turned and headed back out of the dormitory area. As he passed the juncture, he looked down the hall toward the room Rinoa shared with one of her classmates, whose name he didn't know. The door was shut closed, and he couldn't see light peeking out of the cracks.
"She probably spent all day after class studying again... Probably forgot to eat too."
He wasn't going to lecture her in the morning, however. A year ago, he would've. But not anymore. She was a big girl and knew how to take care of herself. He would just gently remind her to eat in the morning...
The discourse of his thoughts carried him out of the dormitory area, and out into the Garden proper. He circled around to the east side of the rotunda, intending to head up to the headmaster's office to get information about where the next SeeD field exam would take place...
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:21 pm
Finally reaching the Garden. a dead flash light at her side it went out awhile ago. Heading towards the Turn styles she looked about in aw at the diffrent plants and misc things. Reaching to the turn styles she noticed it wouldnt open. The Watchman turned in his chair to look her over. He spoke in a friendly tone. "It's lights out, vistation is prohibited after dark. You can get a room at balamb in and come back tomarrow?" Sighing and looking depressed she turned around and begain her walk back to balamb. "wish I still had my T board." she mutted walking off into the darkness again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:23 pm
Seifer yawned, and looked oevr when he heard footsteps..Or rather..Bootsteps. His smirk turned into an arrogant grin, as he called out "Yo! Mister Leader! Watcha doin' out so late? Rinoa kick you out?" His green eyes where animate with malice, albeit playful malice..He and Squall where to say the least, much friendlier to each other then say, a year ago..Believe it or not.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:30 pm
His stormy grey eyes darted over to Seifer's reclining form as he came to a halt. He shouldn't have been surprised; Seifer never had been one to listen to rules, the curfew in particular. He simply shook his head at the question; Seifer already knew the answer.
You know she's in the student dorms, Seifer. And besides that, Garden regulations won't let us share a room.
There wasn't any form of regret or anything in his voice. He kept his tone neutral; having around 17 years of practice at it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:33 pm
Hah hah hah, But I bet you're not fond of that.. And having 17 years of practise hearing it, He was usually dead on at knowing what the younger man was feeling..He stood up, holding Hyperion loosely in his left hand.. So, what are you up to at this late hour, Chickenheart?
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 8:44 pm
"I could probably get the regulation changed, if I really tried.."
While he was thinking that, he narrowed his eyes at Seifer at the use of one of his less-flattering nicknames.
The field exam is coming up in a few weeks. We still don't have a client.
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