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Character(s): Rinoa, and Squall
Content: Rinoa and Squall meet up for the first time in Paixao. Or atleast the first time as far as Rinoa's concerned.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Week 32
Warnings: None for the moment
Having wandered off from it earlier, Rinoa made her way back to the gate, trying to make it easier for Squall to eventually find her. She would have to ask him more when he got to her, but right now, the last thing she wanted was to chat with him through a journal. She wanted to see him in front of her. Wanted physical proof that he was really here. No, she needed it.
When she reached the gate, she chose a spot to wait for him, already knowing that her black hair and brown eyes stuck out like a sore thumb in the sea of blond hair and blue eyes.
She pulled out the electronic journal, talking to others as she waited for Squall to arrive, not really sure how long it would take him to get to her. Still, she would wait. She would always wait for him to find her.
Content: Rinoa and Squall meet up for the first time in Paixao. Or atleast the first time as far as Rinoa's concerned.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Week 32
Warnings: None for the moment
Having wandered off from it earlier, Rinoa made her way back to the gate, trying to make it easier for Squall to eventually find her. She would have to ask him more when he got to her, but right now, the last thing she wanted was to chat with him through a journal. She wanted to see him in front of her. Wanted physical proof that he was really here. No, she needed it.
When she reached the gate, she chose a spot to wait for him, already knowing that her black hair and brown eyes stuck out like a sore thumb in the sea of blond hair and blue eyes.
She pulled out the electronic journal, talking to others as she waited for Squall to arrive, not really sure how long it would take him to get to her. Still, she would wait. She would always wait for him to find her.
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As the time ticked by, her hand moved up to grip the Griever ring out of a habit. So many questions wandered through her mind. Some of those questions had been answered by others over the journal, but that hardly seemed to lessen the amount of them. Perhaps when Squall arrived he would be able to clue her in more.
The moment she spotted him, the thoughts in her mind instantly vanished for the moment and were replaced by Squall as she quickly moved forward to meet him, her hand waving in the air to make sure he saw her, even if she already knew he did. "Squall!"