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Character(s): Quistis Trepe, Squall Leonhart
Location: Squall's room
Rating: G
Open/Closed/Finished: Finished.
Summary: Quistis goes to inform Squall about the six cadets who broke curfew, and to talk about Terra as well as Hope. (Backdated to after this.)


Quistis was well aware of what the of the night -- or rather, morning -- it was. However, the knowledge didn't stop the blond from boarding the elevator and pressing the button to the third floor, as the matter she had to discuss with the Commander was far too pressing to wait for the morning; after all, six cadets had broken curfew and ventured of to the Fire Cavern, of all places. Not only that, but the matter of what she had witnessed with Terra had to be discussed, as well as her tutoring session with Hope, a topic which had yet to be touched upon since their run in at the Training Center.

Still dressed in her Garden issued sweats and tank top with the track jacket long disrobed due to the uncomfortable heat of the Fire Cavern, Quistis draped the piece of outerwear over her arm just as the elevator gave a light 'ding' to signal it's arrival to the third floor. The doors slid open just in time for the SeeD to spot the Commander emerging from his office, and she wasted no time in drawing his attention.

"Squall, I need to talk to you."

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Her gaze dropped down to the table, where she absentmindedly rubbed her thumb against the glass cup. "I'm not so much worried about him being stupid, I know he's a good kid. It's just, these new arrivals... with Cadet Bradford, and now Hope. It's a little unsettling that the Time Compression has brought such foreign powers to our world. If words get out of Garden that the newcomers can use such powers, the public may get a bit worried." Could this have been an intentional doing of Ultimecia? Quistis didn't want to believe so, but at this point she didn't want to rule out the possibility.

Squall's last comment caught her by surprise, and her eyes briefly flickered upwards to catch his gaze. Quistis held it for a moment, and finally gave a small nod before rising from her chair. "You're right-- it's been a long night. Sorry to have kept you up, Squall."

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Squall watched her stand. He moved to grab up the glass, returning it to the counter next to the restroom. "As their Commanding Officer-- their safety and well-being is my main priority." That was his way of nicely saying 'save your apologies'.

"..And thanks for bringing the incident to my attention." He moved back to the table, half wondering if he should walk her to the door or let her show herself out. Even if he had a feeling she would hold her chin up and leave on her own.

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"It's not a problem-- I figured you would want to know about this immediately." Quistis spoke as she walked to the door. Once at the entrance, she turned around to give the Commander a small nod as he remained by the table. "Goodnight, Squall."

She had turned around to step through the opening once the door slip open when she suddenly remembered something. There was a pause as she straightened her posture, and without turning around fully Quistis glanced over her shoulder to speak back to Squall.

"I'm sorry if that story in the gossip column caused any problems for you." It wasn't really her place to apologize for the rumor as she didn't start it-- but still,s he felt compelled to make some sort of apology. Without another word, she continued to make her way out, the door making a soft "whirr" sound as it slid shut behind her.