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Entry tags:
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.
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.
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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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.
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"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...