Mission: Fix the Robot [Open]

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Character(s): Chii, Seifer, Selphie
Content: Getting Chii fixed!
Setting: Venturing to Luigi at Folios.
Time: Saturday evening
Warnings: none yet!



So they went on a mission. A mission to fix Chii, the robot, who Selphie still swore up and down was Seifer's girlfriend. She wondered why he wasn't more worried about her, she shrugged it off as that he wasn't an emotional guy but was really and truly worried deep inside. She smiled to herself as they walked. There was little conversation, in fact, Selphie said maybe two things to him the whole way. Of course, Selphie had wanted to chat lots more to the man who was from the same world as her, but refrained. It wasn't a good time.

Selphie had absolutely no idea where she was going, but her idea of where to go even though she had never been in this town before seemed to work.

"This looks like it might just be it!" Selphie pointed to the sign, and gave Seifer one of her special happy grins. She gave a happy jump of victory and winked at Seifer.

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His eyes widening in surprise as an orange plushie suddenly invaded his personal space, Seifer leaned back ever so slightly in reaction to the assault. But the charizard was not in his face for more than two seconds before the annoyed, flustered blond swiped it out of Luigi’s hands. Glaring at the thing for a moment (and deeming the plushies totally ridiculous), he sourly stomped over to where the rest of the dolls were kept and tossed it in with a distasteful look. He opened his mouth to snidely let the man know how stupid he was making himself look with both the plushies and his comments, but Selphie managed to chime in before he got any words out himself.

"No, we're not here to pay with a person," the girl started, speaking more professionally than Seifer would have thought she was capable of. "This is our friend Chii, she's broken. We were referred to you. Can you fix her? Please?"

Satisfied to be getting down to business, Seifer didn’t see any need to add anything on to Selphie’s request. What with the man’s strange penchant for plushies, he figured that those two would get along much better anyway. So he merely glanced over at the ‘broken’ girl... to notice that his jacket was hanging off of her at an all too inappropriate angle.

Treading over to where Chii was laying (and trying to pass it off as simple concern), Seifer adjusted the gray trenchcoat to a more acceptable position and turned back towards Luigi in anticipation of his response.