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Character(s): Noel Vermillion
Location: Headmaster's Office
Rating: N/A
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: This is a trial thread for Yurka for the second sample of Noel Vermillion's application. Headmaster Cid welcomes a new arrival to the Final Fantasy VIII world.

[ Every day, more potential cadets arrived at Balamb Garden. It was a steadier stream than what the staff were used to, but the Headmaster saw a delight in having the opportunity to help those that had been misplaced from their homes. He looked at the list again, double-checking the name of the next candidate before reading it aloud. ]

Vermillion, please?

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[There was an awkward hold between the Headmaster's calling and the actual arrival of the called, as the cadet in question had nearly dozed off before her name delayingly rung in her head.]

Huh? Ah! That's my name...

[The former Lieutenant frantically presented herself, nodding her head respectfully at the Headmaster.]

S-Sir. Noel Vermillion reporting...

[wrnpcs]

[ Cid looked from the list to the girl, smiling warmly. ]

At ease, Noel. And 'Cid' will be fine.

Tired, were you? This won't take long; when we're done, one of the Faculty will take you to the dorms and you'll be able to sleep as long as you'd like.

Now, let's see here... ah. Tell me about yourself, Noel.

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No... it's not that... [She sighed to herself, abruptly choosing not to explain. It would be bad to admit she was so easily distracted.]

Myself...? Like what...?

[wrnpcs]

[ He wondered what exactly 'it' is that she feels she can't elaborate on, but decided it'd be best not to get sidetracked for the moment. ]

Well, to start, why don't you tell me about your world, and your job if you had one...?

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We're still recovering from a war which took place one hundred years ago, and spanned nearly an entire decade... During the Dark War, the entire world was threatened by a powerful being known as the Black Beast. It reigned for ten years, and killed over half the world's population within that time.

It wasn't until humanity learned to utilize Armgagus - that is... a combination of magic and technology - that we were able to dispel the Beast. Ever since then, the Novus Orbis Librarium, otherwise known as the Library, has assumed control over the planet.

I work for the Library as a Fourth Division Lieutenant of the Praetorian Guard.

[wrnpcs]

Lietenant, is it? I'm sorry to hear about your world's tragedies. However, your experience with combat and the military sounds promising.

[ He glanced down at his desk, flipping through a couple of memos. ]

This... Bolverk. Why don't you tell me more about it?

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Ah... Bolverk. Bolverk is my Nox Nyctores... I've had it for a long time...

When I fight with Bolverk, it's almost as if it takes control of me... s-sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm ever in control at all...

[wrnpcs]

[ Cid leaves the memos for a moment and stares at the girl curiously. ]

Are you in control now? Are you able to make the distinction?

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Y-Yes. It's only during combat... I'm positive that I'm in control of my actions otherwise...

[She shifted her eyes nervously, hoping she didn't give off the wrong idea, there.]

[wrnpcs]

That's good to hear.

By what circumstances do you define combat?

[lacking-assets.livejournal.com]

Any situation where I'd need to resort to Bolverk during physical confrontation...

[wrnpcs]

I see...

[ He looks concerned to hear the information. After a pause, he speaks again. ]

Perhaps it would be best to keep this between you and me, for now.

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Understood.

[wrnpcs]

[ He nods, rising from his seat to properly welcome her to the Garden. ]

I don't believe I have any more questions for you. I think you'll find that you'll fit in fine here at Garden, Cadet Vermillion.

[lacking-assets.livejournal.com]

Understood, sir--I-I mean... Cid. I'll try my hardest to prove my worth here.

[She cracks a somewhat nervous smile, nodding her head slowly to the Headmaster.]

OOC note

[wrmods.livejournal.com]

Alright! That should cover it. We'll get to your application ASAP!

PS: We apologize for the multiple tense changes throughout the log! We switched moderators several times throughout due to schedule conflicts so we incurred inconsistencies. I hope it wasn't too irritating.