concoursec | Saturday afternoon (frontdated)

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Saturday afternoon (frontdated)

Characters: Sharpay and Mercedes
Location: Sharpay's office
Rating: G
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Sapphire kids gotta stick together! Sharpay introduces herself in person and tries to make it worth Mercedes's while.

Sharpay's office was difficult to mistake for anyone else's: Much of the upholstery was hot pink. The shelves held more CDs and media than books. And there was at least one framed photo of the instructor on every surface.

As the overture to her latest musical played softly from speakers on the desk, Sharpay was playing with her Yorkshire terrier on the floor as she waited for Mercedes instead of grading the week's music homework. The door was half-open; Sharpay was more concerned about welcoming her fellow Sapphire student than being caught with a tiny dog.

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The questions made Mercedes look away as emotion came to her so strongly that she could not answer right away. Mentioning Odin in passing was one thing, but having to explain why she was fighting him that was different. It made her remember what had happened... and what could possibly be happening while she was stuck in this world.

"He..."

Her voice was soft and her head lowered, her mood quickly switched over to concern as she worried about what could happen to her country if Odin harnessed the Cauldron's power.

"He is a great danger to my kingdom." Oops, she's gonna have to answer the Psypher question later because right now... fret, worry, worry.

Coming from a peaceful corner of the world - the war on terror had never touched her in Albuquerque - people from more dangerous places always made Sharpay feel out of her depth, especially when it appeared to affect them as much as this simple question seemed to hit Mercedes.

"You must really love your kingdom if you were trying to defeat someone who was a danger to it," she said gently. Considering she'd never even thought about joining the armed forces at home, coming here had instilled her with a good deal of respect for those who actively tried to make a difference.

Mercedes did not lift her head for another few silent moments, though when she did, it was apparent that she was trying to look as strong as she possibly could. "He killed my mother... and he would kill every fairy if it suited him."

A moment later, a scent she had not noticed before got her attention. Her nose twitched slightly as she sniffed the air, then her eyes settled on the tart at Sharpay's desk. Well, hello. How did she miss that? Oh. Right. Talking about Odin and reviving her desire for revenge against him.

She became torn, because she was deeply worried about her country and she hated the man that killed her mother more than she could possibly say... but... they were there, and she was here. And so was that delicious smelling tart.

Mercedes held her hands against her stomach when it grumbled softly, reminding her that the last time she ate was hours ago. Before she would completely give in, she at least wanted to say one final thing about her conflict back home. "I have to protect my people and stop him from using the Cauldron at any cost."

"I'm sorry to hear about your mother," Sharpay murmured. She didn't know what she'd do if her own mother died. "And I'm sure you'll be able to stop him. You seem to be a capable girl."

She smiled to see Mercedes noticing the tart, and slid a serving across the desk to her.

"I hope it's up to your standards. I imported the berries from Dollet and had someone in Balamb make the tart."

There was a flicker of a smile on Mercedes face after Sharpay's assurance. Even though she rarely doubted she would be able to achieve her objective, still, sometimes it all felt too much and she got overwhelmed by it. Hearing someone encourage her was always welcomed.

Mulberry Tarts are always welcomed as well and she reached out to pull the plate in front of her to examine more closely. It did not look exactly like the ones made by the Pookas back home, but it was similar enough, and she was starting to get homesick enough, that she nodded and picked up a fork to eat it. "It will do."

Once she had a bite in her mouth, she closed her eyes and chewed several times... and it appeared as if she enjoyed it. As soon as the bite was swallowed she looked back to Sharpay and seemed to have warmed up a little. But her words still came out a little harsh and serious. "What was your reason for this meeting?"

Fair question. Sharpay would've been alarmed to be called to the office of an instructor who didn't even teach her.

"I'm sure you're aware that the Sapphire sponsorship values loyalty within the group. So I take an interest in cadets with my old sponsor. As a SeeD and faculty member, I like to be available to Sapphire cadets if they need any help with anything, whether it's something you need SeeD assistance on or even just where's the most comfortable seat in the library. I wanted to introduce myself and get to know each other a bit."

Mercedes ate another bite of her tart as Sharpay spoke, her eyes on the woman as she kept her mouth closed and savored a mouthful of tart. Once her mouth was clear, she spoke immediately. "You have completed the training that we are currently going through... so you are offering to help guide us and be aware of our well being?"

Not exactly the words that she was told, but that's what Mercedes heard. It was a lot like how she thought she should behave, because it seemed very 'Queenly' to her. That made her favor Sharpay a little better, far more than any tart ever could.

"I know very little of my sponsorship, but I agree with loyalty being very important because a person can not succeed without the support of others." After saying that, she set forth to finish off her tart.

Sharpay nodded. "Exactly. I've tried to go it alone and it just doesn't work."

As Mercedes ate the tart, Sharpay tried a bite of her own.

"I can see why you like these," she admitted after a moment.

Once she was done with the tart, Mercedes set down her fork and took a moment before she spoke. "There is something missing from them... but I suppose it would be unfair to expect them to be like the tarts from the Pooka village."

She glanced around the room before adding, "There is nothing that I need that you can help me with. For all I want is to return home... but..." She trailed off, a thought coming to her as she spoke, and with only a sort pause, she corrected herself. "Unless you can help me with obtaining another Guardian Force."

Sharpay raised an eyebrow, interested. As an instructor very much rooted in the arts rather than the battling side of Garden, she didn't often get requests like this.

"Did you have a particular GF in mind that you needed support for, or do you mean in general?"

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Saturday afternoon (frontdated)

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