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 Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:56 pm
"I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain …away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
You've gone away
You don't feel me here....anymore
The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn
And no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone ...away
You're gone away
You don't feel me here....anymore"
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 4:22 pm
Quistis was in her room, doing jumping jacks of all things, listening to the radio unsure of the song as her focus was kept with her new workout schedule. Since they had returned from the defeat of the Sorceress, Rinoa returning as the new one, she had been placed as a temporary Instructor until another could be found. Perhaps that what was bothering her. Being a SeeD now.. certain rules had to be taken into affect. Blue eyes taking a quick glance to her calendar, she sighed as August was ending and the fall would soon be upon her.
She wasn't in her regular red attire, gloves and boots, but barefoot in white shorts and a matching tank top. All her hair collected into a high ponytail, her glasses set on her desk. She wasn't sure about how many jumping jacks she had been doing, as she lost count when her thoughts took hold of her attention. She was sweating, a healthy red flooded her face as she breathed heavily, heart pounding.
(don't feel like getting new clothes for this brief time. razz )
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 7:47 pm
Dante stops infront of the gate, and looks up... "Hmmm... this a big place...." Dante let the cool night air hit his face, and the bit of blood drip from his blade, from his 2 mile hike to the Garden.
As he entered the gate he was stopped by an old guy on the other side of the gate. "Hey, whats your business son?" The old man said "I'm here to register... let me guess, I am too late right?" The old man smiles and laughs "Yer darn tootin yer too late, but I'll tell ya what... fill out this sheet, and take this key. The old man handed him out an exstensive boring long application, after about 40mins into the application he finished, and turned it in... "There you go..." Dante replied "Well lets see..."Another 10 mins passed as the man made sure he qualified to join the garden. "Alright sonny, here ya go... the dorms are all the way in the back, your room number is 204." Dante nods quietly and walked into the gates heading into his dorm... after walking there he threw down his gear forgetting to really close the door, and fell right to sleep on the bed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 9:23 pm
"GAH!!! I can't sleep..." The nightmares came back haunting Dante once more... restless and angered he grabbed his gear, his blade and his armor. Dawning it all he walked out of the Dorm facility and headed to the training room... "What the hell does it mean?!.." He whispered lowly under his breath
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 9:59 pm
Raven was in his dorm, sleeping happily. No one had mistook him for a Galbadian soldier since one wouldn't be dumb enough to march in Balamb Garden alone.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:15 am
She could feel the movements of her dream in haste as everything had been pressed by the fastforward button. Faces blurry, she caught no significant features, only viewing them as faceless objects. Her body felt weak but that didn't stop it, didn't stop the overwhelming need to keep forging ahead. There was something up ahead, or perhaps someone she had to get too. If she tried to turn left or right, she was welcomed by the warm heat of a raging fire on either side, her body dripping in sweat due to this fact. Her heart pounded so loudly she could feel it in her ears, and her adrenaline combined with the danger and heart wrenching fear inside of her didn't help along this fact. Why couldn't she move faster? There wasn't enough time and she knew it. Her arm outstretched in front of her, mouth opening up to scream, to let that someone know she was coming, but no voice came. Her footsteps bringing her up to a hill, she only made it to see the sword hung over the man's head, hands clenched tightly around it ready to kill his enemy laying practically lifeless before him. She pushed herself forward, but was too late. She felt herself beginning to scream.....then.....nothing.
NO!! Quistis cried as she sat up in bed, her sheets tangled around her legs and some even scrunched together in her hands, knuckles white. Blue eyes looked around anxiously, telling herself she was back in her room and not out on the battlefield anymore. Still it didn't comfort her as she would have liked. Bringing her legs up, she braced her elbow on her thigh, forehead in hand, breathing heavily as she tried to regain her composure. This was the fifth night in a row. The same dream. The same ending. She could never reach him in time and the result had always been the same -- his death. Quistis wasn't even sure she knew exactly who this 'he' was, and if she ever came to know, would fear her dreams even more. She sat there in silence once she managed to control her breathing, deep in thought as always.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:50 am
After a few mintues to calm down, she slowly moved her blanket to the side, getting up and beginning the process to remove her bed sheet and pillow cases. Once she had done that and placed fresh sheets and a new covering for her pillows, she walked quietly to the bathroom. Flicking on the lights she looked at her pale reflection in the mirror, uncertain of the person in front of it. Almost laughable. How could she not know who she was? She was Quistis Trepe. 19 year-old SeeD and temporary Instructor for Balamb Garden. At the age of 15 she became a SeeD, then at age 17 she earned her Instructor's liscense.
She sighed heavily. It was even an automatic response as to who she was in her thoughts. Everything she was was Garden. Her entire life was practically here. But soon she'd be 20... and then where would she go?
She turned on the taps, cupping the rushing water into her palms to splash across her face. This effect didn't seem to calm her any as she turned them off and returned to her bed. Getting underneath the covers, she held the blanket close to her, letting sleep take her once again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 4:31 am
SwayPandora Upon landing with discomfort, Delan managed to shy away from the two jabs, but wasn't lucky or fast enough to dodge the uppercut. It sent her staggering a couple steps back, but the real reason why she fell had nothing to do with the pain she just received.
"Wait, hold on!" she urged, waving her hands up to Zell. With flimsy hands did Delan attempt to tie her shoelace up again, and she took one second too long that she just moaned and yanked the other bow loose. Wiggling her feet out of the bulky combats, Delan tossed them to the side with an audible 'thunk', and she rose back up again, resuming her first stance.
"Thanks," she finally spoke, mind too focused on how to beat Zell that she didn't have time to feel embarrassed for a mere compliment. It was her turn to await his attack, and Delan not only gave her right arm a thrust into the air but also nodded heavenward to the SeeD. "Keep your guard up, don't think a enemy would ever give ya a chance like that!" Zell smirked and jumped forward as his fists pulled back, he was going to follow up quickly but depending on her next actions it mite cost him.( Croix has returned, rejoice, have fun, Training Room resumed asthough time was frozen >>; )
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:03 pm
(Now, lets get down to business)
Dante walked past a couple of guys, he thought to himself (Seems I am not the only one around here who stays up past their bedtime...) quite and swift, his cape followed behind him... The two guys stopped for a moment, casting Curaga on one another and looked to Dante.
"Can you really swing that blade, kid?" Guy#1 asked...
"Nah, no way... he's asking to get killed... He isnt even a SeeD" Guy#2 replied.
Dante was not slowed by their comments and pushed the double doors, and walked through the mechanized entrance without hesitation.
As he stood there looking about and gazing through the room, he noticed blood stains covered on the ground, there was no doubt that some people may very well have died here. He looked at the paths of blood and headed directly to the right, "There seems to be more blood from that direction than anywhere else. So that must be the greatest challenge."
Rushing into things as he always did he continued to the right, passing through another mechanized door.
Into the desolate jungle area of Garden's training center he walked for a while, over the gate which looked like it had been torn down by something a few times. Unaware of any kind of creatures he was to face. He thought for a moment about his magic, then he sighed. "I don't need to magic, asides... I'm not a heavy magic user as is." He told himself as he grasped the branch to a tree, climbing higher and higher, swiftly from one branch to the next, until finally he had the view.
"Hmm..." He looked up towards the garden noticing a few students who seemed to be out late as well, at the top of the tower looking over at the Garden. "Thats a nice view...." He took a moment to gaze at the stars and hushed himself in silence and revely, focusing.
Quietly he climbed down the tree, almost forgetting where he was, until *SMACK* right on his shoulder a grat pulled Dante down to the ground and slammed him into the soil "GAH!" Dante bit as hard as he could and the Grat screamed losing one of it's tentacles.
Quickly to his feet Dante entered combat, he felt the sharp sensation of pain creep up his shoulder like a sunburn, a bad switch that mothers used on their disobedient children. His pierced his eyes at the grat who was dancing about... "Hmm?" He thought to himself, and yawned a bit... "Is that?..." Before the man finished his sentance, he dozed off again.
*SMACK!* again.... "SON OF A b***h!" yelled Dante who was growing infuriated!. "I am going to end your life you walking Palmeado!" Dante felt a rush of energy surge through his body as he gripped the leather strapped hilt and swung forward the Large blade right down on the other two tentacles on his legs. "RRRRRAAAA!!!HHH!!" The creature withdrew and began running into the bushes.
"Where do you think your going!?" Dante closed his eyes for a moment chanting then placing his hand to his forhead he pointed at the creature with a fast finger "BURN!!" As the Grat tried to escape it only found its self shrivling up into old dry grass whitering away in the light breeze.
Dante stood there for a moment, watching the steam seeps from his fingers... "Damn Grat's...." He knelt down for one moment leaning his weight up against his sword, and was unaware of the true reason the Grat withdrew...
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:22 pm
Turning around, he saw it... slowly moving and quietly backing away the huge dinosuar staring down at him like a good snack.
"....." Dante stood there watching the beasts movements, and looked forward... "This is Dante, dont get killed!" He rushed in forward with his blade hanging over his shoulder, he propelled himself into the air, getting ready to slam his blade into the T-Rex, when *WHAM!!* His tail slammed into his ribs... *crack* He felt it... his ribs were just broken... he slammed into the tree bark and feel to the ground holding his blade off to the side... "Ugh... not.. yet..."
The T-Rex walked in with a loud roar for victory "RAAAAAOOOOOARR!!" It screamed leaning down to Dante about to take a bite, when a greenish tint covered his body, encasing him... "FAORE!" He stood up shouting.
Clouds of Grey covered the sky, broken by a green light flickering around Dante, his body disappeared, as the GF appeared and stood before the T-Rex, she chanted a few words as lighting struck around her in a surge of violent flashes like a thunderstorm with neon lighting on the ground... and she dispersed with her 30 ft. Wings reaching out towards the heavens as the green pixie powder seemed to fall into place where Dante stood...
"Eh.. EHHH... ARGGH!!!" Dante saw blood red, his vision was blurred by hate, his only thought was survival, the T-Rex had to go. He tensed up as he felt his invunarbity drop to magic resistance, and his defense he knew was weakining, but he felt the rush of stamina, as if he could go on, as if he could inflict serious damage on the beast.
"AHHHH!!!!" Dante chraged forward holding the greatsowrd to his side, and as soon as he was close enough for impact, thrust it forward into the Rex's gizzard.... "GRRRAAAAAAAAARHH!!!!" The beast bellowed... swinging it's tail in a violent frenzy of panic, it slammed Dante once more even harder into the tree, and turned the other direction running off, however it would get too far... the Blood loss was quite increasing as the huge gash in his gizzard bled profusley...
Dante winced in the pain unable to speak, and saw his vision grow dim.. he held onto his blade as his last bit of strength and fell...
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:37 pm
(..."You know, that wasnt very smart...") "...?"
(..."Don't know who I am?"...) "...No.."
(..."Shouldn't worry too much, you will find out soon enough, thats a hell of a wound you got their."...)
"...Yeah, guess I went overboard."
(...."Your mother was the same way"...)
"....Mother?..."
Dante's eyes opened as the doc stood over him. "You should be more careful boy... I see, your a new face, and already... your here? You met the local bullies eh?"
Dante sat up feeling the imense pain in his body, feeling as though his body was crushed... "Gahe.." "Hey!" The doc shouted. "You shouldn't even be moving... lie down you need to let your wounds heal..." she replied...
"Hmmm..." Dante replied... "Whats your name?" Asked the Doc... "Dante... Dante Corvisca" He replied in a low tone... "Ah, thats an unusual name... Dante? not from here are ya?" She exclaimed "No.. this is my first time leaving home, however... I see that, yeah... seems like I have a bit to learn about this continent, its nice not having any Galbadians here.." He said...
"The Galbadians... a menace.." She replied... "Anyhow... I am going to get your medication, so stay still... heh, nvm guess you wont be going anywhere will you?" She stood up and walked out nodding.
"..........Oh?" Dante gripped and pulled the bedsheets tightly as he pushed his body up hearing slight cracking noises... "Gehh... ahh... ehhmm..." He whined... "Must, get going...." Dante raised his body off the bed, and stood, holding a near by cruch to lift him...
"Ahhh!.. oh... eh..." Dante panted, as he stood with the bandages covering his body, and the cruch holding him up... He looked about, and reached for his gear... wincing and whining as he put it on, and limped out of the infirmary with serious wounds... He winced at the pain and his vision began to blurr, but despite his pain he wouldn't give up... he walked, or limped rather, with the cruch all the way to his dorm...
After reaching his dorm he sat on his bed and cringed as he bent down to sit, "AHhhhh ....ha.....haaa..." Panting more at the pain, he felt inside... "That Rex... wonder if he lived?..." He wondered. No sooner than that did he hear the Balamb P.A. come on... "Dante... Corvika?, oh Corvisca!?... please report back to the infirmary for your medication..." The female voice said, knowing it wasnt the doc...
"Hmm..." Thought Dante... "I should be fine..." He attempted to close his door, as he fell to his bed, turning up his radio a bit as disturbed came on... "gah.." He thought as his vision grew dim, and began falling asleep... not realizing the door wasnt closed all the way...
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 12:57 pm
-Rinoa sits in the library, her hands clenched under the spine of some book she picked off the shelf as an excuse to sit in a quiet place. She left Angelo in her room today, with food, water and a box with paper in the bottom... Rinoa doesn't feel like Angelo would be safe with her right now. Rinoa doesn't feel safe today at all. Last night she had another dream... she was floating, she was over a city, and people were candles in a storm. She was trying to be the umbrella, but one by one, she saw her candles fizzling out in the rain, and every candle that went out put another bloody hole in her wings. Needless to say, she woke up today crying. Squall's going to be here soon, though, and when he is, she can tell him about her dreams and he'll wave them off as gibberish and she'll feel better. That's how it always is. She tries to focus on the book in front of her- the subject is somethnig along the lines of how to refine magic from ores, which is something she never really cared about until she met Squall, and SeeD, over a year ago. Right now it couldn't get her attention if it were to reach up and backhand her, but she reads words anyway. Squall's coming home soon and then she can stop swallowing ice every time she inhales. Then she can be okay again.-
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 1:30 pm
(Now to poorly explain my poor attendence here...)
Haiiro had spent alot of time with his little project... He had been looking about the Garden for potential sniper locations... simply investigating and hiding out...
It seemed like a good idea at the time, anyway...
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 6:45 pm
The young woman stands in her own room as usual, arranging things here and there. She smooths out a poster in some unusual language..it had cost her a lot to get it but she had it..a woman stands on it, holding a white owl, surrounded by several brooms. The woman is dark haired with a soft expression. She'd been in this Garden for a little while, and what money she'd managed to get had all gone to that poster. It was a damn antique..which is why she had it framed.
A pale, delicate hand brushes back her long raven hair..her dark gray eyes gaze around her dorm..sitting down, she puts her head down on her knees..those bad feelings were still there..she felt it..there was something coming..but..what did she care? She'd just run like always..it's all she could do. Morrina looks up at the poster again..sighing, her faint lilting accent heard through the artificial voice the choker on her throat produces..
"Lady..what would you do in a time like this..probably what I never could.."
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 8:03 pm
Click-Click-Click...could be hears from one of the class rooms. Selphie was typeing away in her journal. 'Mostly everyone got to be a SeeD...Irvine,Rinoa, and Sefier some other people I never talked to...! Maybe I should talk to them. I will one day! Well...not much to write about...so..till next time... -Selphie' :Is what she wrote in her journal. She cracked her knuckles before standing up.
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