paixaorpg | Woo, FF9 orgy!

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Woo, FF9 orgy!

Characters: Garnet, Steiner, and Zidane
Time: Afternoon
Setting: Paixao Central Station
Summary: Garnet goes to the Central Station to meet Steiner, and instead meets Zidane. WTF-ery ensues.
Warnings: Well, we'll get to that when we get to that.

Garnet sighed as she waited at the central station for Captain Steiner. She hadn't honestly expected anyone she knew to be there, but perhaps it was just as well in this case that Steiner was there for her. However, the things he said, she had to admit, were eerily disturbing. This talk of her being queen... Certainly, that would be nothing less than treason, wouldn't it?

At the worst, it would mean something had happened to her mother in the past twenty four hours, and she didn't want to consider that for a second. She sighed, reclining against a pillar, her white cloak drawn over her face. She hadn't meant to leave Yoda behind, but this was assuredly something she would have to do herself. She would have to straighten things out for Steiner.

How much longer would it take him to arrive, she wondered, idly? At least it was a pleasant day outside... The festival would be coming up in three days. This, she knew, would be the best time to search Paixao, while everyone else was distracted.

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A rough ride was one way to look at it. When his feet met ground again, he all but nearly fell over, but his tail balanced him out, and instead he slumped forward, air sizzling and crackling around him. Zidane brought a hand up to his head; it was as though he could feel it throbbing beneath his gloved fingers.

The journal - which had made its way to his pocket, somehow - ironically was what he felt the most, weighting down on him.

He was sweating, and things were blurry again. The darkness that brought him there - where? - evaporated and he groaned at the pain it caused him. Certainly something to never do again, even if he never meant to do it in the first place.

When he looked up, he was certain that the experiments had been messing with him, because he saw that familiar white cloak, and... this had to be a dream. Had to be. There was no way that Larxene had been telling the truth about Garnet. They were just messing with him again!

A part of his mind screamed NO. He tried to focus. Believe this was real. He took steps near the girl - pain coursed through his body and his limbs shook - and whispered out weakly, "D-Dagger...?" and then his legs gave out and he fell to the ground in a loud heap. He continued to shake; his nerves twitched something awful, as though they couldn't remember how to work, couldn't remember how to move.

There it was again! The second time she'd been called that name! She turned to look at the other, a polite smile in place to tell him that he had the wrong girl, but that smile vanished into a look of shock, and she ran forward to catch him from falling.

He looked deathly ill, and Garnet was, at worst, an extremely kind person. She guided him to one of the benches, to let him sit down, her eyes full of worry. She hesitated. "Are you alright...?" No, he wasn't, she could see old stains of blood and badly patched wounds.

She cooed. "Hold still, I will heal your wounds for you, sir." She took a step back. "Cure...!" she said, casting the spell, letting the glow from her hands extend to his stomach, healing the wound entirely, and giving her much relief.

That should help him, and if not, she could always repeat the spell if necessary. That crisis out of the way, she smiled. "I am Garnet, and you are, sir?"

There was something not right about a Cure spell hurting, but when he felt the familiar magic dance across his skin, he bit his lip, hard, to keep from crying out. But after a few minutes of feeling the darkness within him go at war with the light-energy, he felt it subside, for now, after the wound healed.

His breathing was still irregular, and he slouched back, closing his eyes.

What's with calling me sir?

His tail curled around one of his legs and he opened his eyes again to look at her. "Dag - fine, fine... Garnet. Sheesh, I know who you are... and what's up with you asking who I am...? That's not... funny..." He frowned and looked at her, hard, and didn't see any signs of 'this is a joke' coming from her. And Zidane knew jokes. Him and Blank had a good ol' time with them...

"It's Zidane. ...Remember?"

Garnet hesitated and looked him over once more, to make certain that he was still alright. No, his wounds were most certainly gone, she ascertained, but he was still insisting on calling her Dagger-- more importantly, insisting that he knew her.

She could recognize his face, in the same manner she recognized faces she had seen once or twice in a very recent time period-- but she was certain she had never actually spoken to him in her life, and his tone was a cause for concern.

Zidane... She knew no one by the name of Zidane. She took a step back from him, lest he try to get too familiar with her, especially given that they'd just met. Her polite smile returned, and she folded her hands in front of her.

"I have never met you, Zidane. I am afraid you may have the wrong girl."

Yes. Certainly Larxene only showed up as to torture him. This was another one of her cruel ploys, and she was probably back at that lab room with Zexion and Lexaeus, laughing up a storm. Because this was funny, right? Everyone was just a toy for her to break, wasn't it?

Too cruel.

Something in him twisted and nearly snapped. He stared at her blankly, for a few, drawn out moments.

And then he blinked - for a split-second they were yellow and then the blue returned - and he hung his head and glanced away, mumbling. "Of course you're the right girl. We met in Alexandria... and traveled Gaia, and Terra... and we managed to save Gaia - not Terra... - and then, after time, and separation... we were together again..."

Zidane turned narrow eyes on her. They looked green. Conflicted. "How can you not remember?" His voice cut, sharp. It surprised him the moment he said anything, and he quickly looked away again, trying to reason with himself.

Captain Adelbert Steiner had been watching from afar, understanding all too truly how sweet love was to interrupt the heartfelt reunion of his Queen and her apparent consort, Zidane. Steiner's own heart warmed in his broad chest and he smiled, remembering how he felt when he discovered that he had fallen in love with Beatrix.

However, something had changed as the Captain monitored the young couple. Zidane became increasingly agitated and the Queen more confused. Steiner had to step in and do something, and fast. His Queen may be in danger...

He cleared his throat and strode uncertainly (and loudly) toward his comrades, an awkward smile on his face, hoping to lighten the mood before he had to draw and calm Zidane down by force...

"Ah, Milady, Zidane. How are you both?"

Garnet looked up at Steiner, a relieved smile crossing her face. At least, a familiar face in this place! However, it would be terribly inconvenient when, and if, she returned to her home world. No doubt, Steiner would take her back to Alexandria, and not to Lindblum as she wished.

Nonetheless, she did have to express some shock at Steiner knowing the name of this strange man, who had been insisting he knew her. No, that would be silly! Of course Stiener would not know him. Unless he was a new applicant for the Knights of Pluto?

Perhaps. She hesitated anyway, unsure because Steiner had been acting strangely himself before they had agreed to meet. "Captain Steiner!" She said, unsure in what she could possibly say. "You have met this gentleman?"

It didn't seem possible, but nothing really did seem all that possible here in Paixao.

Startled, Zidane looked up at the very loud, familiar, rustic sound. Well, ok, maybe not as "rustic" as it had been when Zidane first met the man, but he couldn't just go around calling him Shiny so suddenly instead of Rusty. It just didn't fit.

Zidane's eyes slowly became blue again.

Surprised, Zidane gaped. "...Rusty?" The tin-man was here too? Then maybe he could help Dagger understand! Certainly there was just something a bit... wrong with her. Maybe she was ill? That had to be it... There's no way Dagger could just forget about their times together...

Unless Larxene did something with that, too. Haha funny, funny, yeah...

No. Zidane blocked out his own mind and paid attention to the present. "Dagger, of course he knows me..." Zidane mumbled to her. He looked skeptically to Steiner. "I think she's sick. She has no idea who I am."

A little perturbed at Zidane's comment, Steiner let it slide for the time being, a slight smile pulling at the edges of his mouth. He was here as a mediator for his Queen, and to tell her of her forgotten past, not get into a shouting match with a rude, uneducated monkey.

"Greetings, Zidane. I wasn't expecting to see you here." his smile melted into one of concern. "I see you've discovered what's wrong with the Queen?" His weathered gaze shifted from Zidane to Garnet slowly. He had decided he must explain these things in as delicate of a way as possible, so as to not harm Her Majesty-- He had no idea how strong she was at this point.

"Milady..." He turned to Garnet and sighing, that same concern written on his face. "I have much to tell you."

Garnet frowned at the both of them, her hands fisting at her sides. She was not queen! That title was still reserved for her mother, and she dearly wished Steiner would stop saying such treasonous things! She would not allow this to continue anymore.

She was worried about her mother, not trying to usurp her throne, and it would do Steiner well to remember that fact! Not to mention this Zidane fellow, whom she could swear to both of them, she had never met him in her life, much less have been called Dagger! Why would she changer her na--

The idea struck her as rather smart rather suddenly. She would have to filter it away for later, for a more appropriate time.

"Captain Steiner, I will again insist that you do not speak such treason! My mother is still queen, and it is you who are mistaken!" She spoke firmly, brooking no questions.

Then her glance traveled to Zidane. "And I am afraid you are mistaken as well, Zidane."

"Your mother is dead," he said so bluntly. He blinked and then rose a hand up to rub the back of his neck. Smooth, Zidane, real smooth. Way to deal with a woman. Losing your touch, hm? Losing his mind, really. Bit by bit... "What...ah... I mean to say is, well see, she was killed. In battle. The Rose Red was taken down by my pesky brother and one of your eidolons. Ah... well..."

Internally, he could picture himself digging a hole for himself. A gravestone saying ZIDANE TRIBAL boldly and grim on it. Though also internally, something was laughing at him, and it wasn't that Garland-voice that entered his mind back on Terra.

"Not really one of your eidolons. It wasn't at all your fault... See... things just happen. And a lot of bad things had happened before anything on Gaia got better again. And things did get better..."

He swallowed and avoided meeting their gazes.

Steiner cringed visibly as Zidane openly stated the tradgedy that had happened. While the late and insane Queen Brahne was driving her country inexorably toward open war with the whole world, he knew this was still a tragic loss for Queen Garnet.

He shook his head and interjected softly, with a reassuring voice. "It's true, milady. You mother, Queen Brahne is dead. She died in battle with honor." Tears welled up in his eyes slightly as he saluted in the typical fashion of the Alexandrian military, with the right hand thumping the heart.

Garnet looked between the two of them, her face a picture of dubious disbelief. She was quite convinced that the both of them were utterly mad. "None of this has happened, Steiner, Zidane. You should know, I am still firmly in possession of my eidolons."

She turned away from them, holding her white cloak close to her. "In fact, I have heard of no such attack, and I would not know of your brother! Why, the last thing that I have seen happen in Alexandria is the play--"

Garnet stopped. Ah, so that was where she recognized the other! He was one of the actors in the play! She had hardly been paying attention to the play, though it was her favorite. She had been far too wrapped up in her own thoughts and worries to care.

"Aha!" she said turning to face Zidane with a smile. "So that is where I recognized you from! You're one of the actors in the play, aren't you? How silly of me to forget..."

Garnet had one thing right: he was indeed utterly mad. Or at least becoming so. Shadows made faces at him and he wanted to make them back. But... now that would be silly.

"Well they all came back to help you..." he muttered to the side, as if it was obvious. First Ramuh... and then others... though Zidane's memory on the matter was fuzzy, like most of his mind, but at least he could feel his nerves reconnecting again.

The play? I Want to Be Your Canary? How could... that be? So much... had happened since that play... and that's all she's seen? Even Steiner knew what Zidane was talking about... so surely he wasn't over-the-top-utterly-mad!

"That's right... the play..." he watched her, awkwardly. "You see... Cid sent us there to, well, kidnap you, as it was the only way to get you from Alexandria and he knew things were getting... weird. Though funny thing! You actually came with us willingly! ...Boy was Rusty pissed." Zidane smirked towards the tin-man. "Though your mother shot our airship down and we crash-landed in the Evil Forest. That was pretty crazy. Apparently, your mother was really peaved with you running off with 'her' royal pendent or whatever. But yeah... uhhh right. Died with honor, and the sort."

"What...?" Garnet demanded, still at a loss for the words coming out of Zidane's mouth. No, he had to be wrong! Except for the fact that he had had the fact completely right that she intended to go with him. She hesitated and looked away.

"Do you not know tact?" She asked, trying to decide what was true, and what was false among all the things that Zidane had said. But she was positive nothing he said had happened. Her mother could not possibly be dead, not in a battle that she knew had not happened! "To speak of family so carelessly... You ought to be ashamed of yourself."

Steiner had faded into the background for her, she was so intent and focused on Zidane, with her hurt start.

(( Snappage~ He prob won't be here much longer. ))

Him? Tact? Of course he knew tact! He was Zidane Tribal! Tact was his middle name! And now she could barely look at him? A chill ran down his spine, traveling all the way to the tip of his tail. He felt cold; very, very cold.

Family...

Ashamed...

The hurt in her eyes. He jerked forward, hands on her shoulders, gripping them tightly, and then quickly he recoiled, his own eyes wide with something akin to fear. "It's not like that!" he snapped. "It's not carelessly if it's the truth!" he cried, uncertain of his words as they rolled off his tongue. "And you know my ties to 'family' barely even exi -" he stopped and looked away, upset - whether with her or himself, he couldn't pinpoint. His head throbbed. He wanted to hit something. Or someone. "You're supposed to know."

When he looked at her again, one of his eyes was a radiant yellow, his skin around it darkening. He growled lightly under his breath. "Don't you understand? Can't you?! You've lived a life! Traveled with others! You're a queen! I know you're the same person... I know it..."

He was looking around rapidly, stumbling a bit in small circles. "LARXENE!" he yelled through the station. "Larxene, is this your doing?! Is this all your fault?! Come out and face me, dammit! COME ON! This isn't fair... this isn't... gooddddddd make this stop..." He was clutching the side of his face where the darkness was licking at his skin, shaking uncontrollably. "Goddammit!" he bit out.

Almost like a cornered animal, he turned his gaze to her, eyes both yellow now, narrowed strongly at her.

Garnet hesitated and took a step back from him. "No, you must believe me when I say I do not remember!" She would fight against him if she had to, even if her strength was not on par with his. In the back of her mind, she could hear the eidolons calling to her, offering reassurance that they would protect her and her resolve grew.

"I am no queen, and you would do well to remember your place when addressing me, Zidane!" Garnet said firmly, trying her best to understand the outburst, why he was screaming at Larxene. A glance around, expecting some imaginary enemy to show up, and Garnet knew it was a bout of paranoia.

"There is no one here besides us, Zidane. It would not do to shout so." She tried to calm him, to pacify him, but she honestly believed that wouldn't be happening. Not now, nor any time soon. He looked as though he were ready to run already, at any rate...

No one else... no one else...

He groaned, slumping down. "This is terrible," he slurred, not quite addressing Garnet. He was not calming down, not at all, even as he mentally berated himself that he wasn't like this, that he would never react to Garnet in this way. Ever. No matter the circumstance.

...Why was he acting like this?

He felt like he was fading. Like he was losing an important part of himself, but he could barely grasp it. The yellow still burned wildly in his eyes. He took a step, and then another, towards her, reaching a shaking hand towards her. "Garnet..." his voice strained. "Please, I..."

He shook his head.

No, no, no... he couldn't stay here. He couldn't risk it. What if he hurt her? Surely, at the rate he was going... he would. Yes, she could defend herself, but it should never, ever come to that.

"I'm sorry," he choked, and the darkness pooled down around his feet, sweeping up and gathering around his body. He jerked once, and then was off in a speed much unlike him, skittering across the floor and making for the exit; he stopped momentarily at the closed double doors, an unholy, dark force building up in front of him and putting a hole in them, large enough for him to get through.

And then he was gone, a faintness of darkness lingering where he had been.

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