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Character(s): Rinoa Heartilly, Squall Leonhart
Location: Around Garden
Rating: G? PG?
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: They need to talk. Whether it's about the situation concerning the sorceresses and accusations thrown around about Garden. Or the gossip column. It's talk time!

It had to be a little past four. It was Thursday. Classes were scheduled to begin the following Monday while a game of Hide and Seek was scheduled for the day before. Squall wasn't exactly sure about games being played around Garden when they had much bigger things to deal with. But who was he to just stomp on their fun and tell them 'no', Commander or not. Their classes this quarter were harder than before. Longer morning sessions, and the quarters had been extended in time as well. At the moment he was on the search for Rinoa. Irvine had nudged him earlier that week to speak with her. He wasn't sure whether Irvine meant about the sorceress situation or the gossip column, but either way Squall couldn't keep avoiding it forever.

Maybe it was a good thing Quistis couldn't remember much. And maybe it was an even better thing that Xu refused to speak of what had happened that night whenever asked. Of course nothing big had happened. Xu had somehow managed to slip a full bottle of vodka into his room, insisting that the fun and games were far from over. And they'd had a Triple Triad game, or two. Which of course then ended up as Strip Triple Triad as soon as Xu brought the challenge to the table. Quistis being as competitive as she was didn't back down at all and had taken up Xu on the challenge.

Squall had chosen to sit out of that, choosing to sit in the armchair across from the table and glare at them most of the time.

A complete party pooper is what Xu had dubbed him. Until he had stumbled to the door to slap a hand on the lock and follow the two into the bedroom. But like he cared. Nothing had happened. But how to tell that to everyone who read the newsletter or received a copy of it...?

Squall was grateful for the main floor of Garden being as empty as it was at that moment. But he wondered where she could be, stopping near the elevator to take a look around. She had no idea he was looking for her which no doubt made the search for her all the more difficult.

Threaded | Flat

After everything that had happened and all the conversations she'd had with people, Rinoa had finally decided on her class schedule. She'd rewritten it about three different times before finally cementing the it. It wasn't exactly an easy schedule and she still had a few doubts about several of the choices she'd made, most of which were well out of her comfort zone.

A gunblade? Her? It had seemed like a good idea when she'd first thought about it, but it certainly wouldn't be the easiest thing to learn. She was average at best with swords after all since she was so used to the distance weapons like her blaster edge. Still it would be fun to learn something that at least looked cool and even if it didn't work out it wasn't that big of a deal.

That explained why she was currently cloistered in the library. Tucked in a nook she had her nose buried rather deeply into a book on the history of gunblades since she admittedly didn't know all that much about them. Would Squall frown when he found out? She couldn't help but wonder if he'd find it foolish. (Well it probably was, but the last thing she wanted right now was to see that face frown at her in pinched disapproval.) Though she was beginning to think that maybe he didn't care what she did and that it wouldn't matter. Rinoa had seriously debated causing some sort of gossip worthy scandal, maybe makeout with some random, hot cadet or something else as rash. The idea wasn't entirely appealing though so she'd thrown it out in favor of doing nothing. ~~Silly Rinoa.~~

Squall? Talking or at least trying to? How cute. ;)