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final fantasy x: jecht

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Character(s): Luna and Jecht
Location: The Quad
Rating: PG-13 ish
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Luna has found out that her old buddy is around and decides to hang about and pester him in the best way she knows how.

Luna couldn't help her excitement as she perched herself on the stage, rolling onto her back and spreading her wings beneath her. This was the most 'fun' she would allow herself, grinning at the ceiling above her, amused about how familiar everything still was to her. Everything had barely changed, leaving her with her memories of what was around and how to get there.

Now it was a matter of waiting for Jecht to get there, knowing full well that she'd probably pester the man as much as she possibly could. He messed about just as much as she did, even if Luna never really let that side of her be seen to the general public.

Legs pulled in close to her body, tail flicking back and forth against the floor in anticipation.

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Completely oblivious, the Swimming Instructor came wandering into the Quad with his attention fixed fully on his blitzball. He was hurling it into walls and obstacles as he walked, catching the rebounds easily. Hey, it was training, he had to keep in shape!

He had NO idea what was in store for him.

That poor, poor man. He should have known better than to be oblivious in a seemingly empty part of the Garden. A tiny smirk crossed the mare's face, rolling onto her stomach to get herself into the air. Considering he was so fixed upon that silly ball she figured she had more than enough time.

In her best attempts she tried to remain silent, even managing just how much noise her wings would make, steadily lowering herself down towards him, grabbing onto the back of his bandana and tugging harshly on it with her mouth.

"Whoa! Hey!" Jecht stumbled backwards, the bandana coming right off so his hair flopped around in a mess on his head. Half-blinded, he spun around to try to find the culprit -- then paused as he failed.

He hadn't thought to look UP.

Everything going according to plan, perfect. Taking to the sky she took the piece of fabric to an overhanging piece of the structure, laying down on it and just looking down at him. The piece was firmly in her hooves, head tilted at him curiously.

"Getting old in your age, Jecht?" She cooed towards him, wings fluttering to adjust before folding back against her body.

He snapped his gaze up -- then relaxes, chuckling as he brushed his hair back from his forehead.

"Well I'll be. If I'd known you were comin' back, I'd've hung some flypaper! And who are you to talk about 'old age'?"

Old age, psh, as if that had any effect on her in the slightest. Shrugging at him she makes her way back down, landing effortlessly in front of him and holding the bandana in her hoof (somehow) out to him.

"As if some flypaper would hold us, you surely know better than that." She paused a bit, nudging at his leg with her head, careful of the horn.

"You also know that We aren't old, a bit over a thousand is nothing to us."

Jecht accepted the bandana with one hand -- then with the other arm, reached out with that still-incredible speed of his to catch the pony's neck and haul her down. Gently, of course.

"That's pretty old for a human, though, ya ancient mare," he said, bonking her head with his knuckles lightly. "So when'd you get back? And how many announcements of it did I miss?"

Give her a moment, she kind of has to squeal as she's caught and squirm about in a terrible attempt to get out from his grasp. Unsuccessfully of course, she knows better than to think he's going to harm her by now.

"Come on, now! I am hardly ancient! Our sister is older than We are, so We still have a good long time to go!" He'll get a pout in return, wriggling to get a glance up at him.

How long had it been, now...

"We think about a week or so, it was not that long back. Luckily for you We have only made one announcement of it so far."

"Heh... sorry, I've been distracted. Trying to get a blitz team together, y'know."

Having adequately tormented her, such as it was, for stealing his bandana, he let the alicorn go, then swept his hair back again to tie it back once more. "You did all right out there? No one gave ya too hard a time 'cuz you're a pony?"

"Anyone interested in it? We would be if We... had... hands. Though it would be awkward to be underwater with wings anyway."

Oh good, he let go. She huffs a bit at him, hovering a bit to actually look him face-to-face this go around. "Not for the most part. We had a few try to attack us thinking We were a beast, though they were... Quickly dispatched of."

"Heh, serves 'em right. Whatever they were thinkin', they were stupid for thinkin' it. You probably let 'em off easier than I would've," he said, flexing a fist.

"So you back to teachin', now?"

"We felt little need to do much damage to them, merely put them in a tree with no way down." No, Luna, that is not being nice to anyone, what even.

"We are, yes! Drama as well as Speech and Conduct, appropriate, no?"

"Hey, don't tell too many of your student to use that voice," he said, putting a hand to his bandana like he was afraid of losing it (just like he had the first time she'd used the full Royal Canterlot Voice on him, way back when. Damn thing went flying!).

"Drama, though... hey, you pick somethin' interesting and maybe even I'll come see it!"

Oh come on now, it wasn't that bad since it only made the bandana go flying and nothing else. Pony sure had a set of lungs on her when she wished to.

A small bit of a laugh is what he gets in return, raising one hoof in a dramatic mocking manner. "Oh heavens We wouldn't ever think of picking something boring for the sportsman. Of course it will be full of drama and action."

"But no sports, huh? I dunno..." Jecht made a show of great consideration, as if seeing her students' performance really hinged on that.

"Come, come, you know there is more to life than sports. They are all well and good, but there is something to be said of theatre and other intellectual ventures." Really, she wasn't taking this serious, particularly considering she made a show of moving to his side and bumping at him with her hips.

Jecht crossed his arms stubbornly, refusing to be checked by her bump.

"Name one thing better than blitzball."

Try to ignore the mischievous gleam in his eyes, it will be easier to take him seriously if you do!

Yeah, she's not really believing any of this and is having more fun just poking at him. Probably the most fun she's had lately.

"Me, of course," she replied, faking a soft little huff.

"Theatre does have a charm to it, it makes one think. Though We admit it sounds rather interesting to watch this blitzball of your's."

That claim earned a good-natured laugh out of Jecht. "Ain't any swimming involved in dealin' with you!" he said, elbowing the pony a little more firmly than a Princess was typically treated.

"Still, probably not gonna be much blitzball to watch any time soon, so I guess I'm gonna be seeing your plays instead."

Which got a bit of a squeak out of her, moving away from his side and poking her hoof at his shoulder.

"Swimming perhaps not, but flying is another story. Not that you can do much of that, hm?~" She teased in turn, though her joking comment died down for her next bit.

"If We can get anyone interested in it. May take an unconventional route and teach others about the history of Equestria, it's quite fascinating."

"Heh. You know, I kinda think I don't like history."

Can you blame him? Once he'd found out Spira's own...

"Still, I guess a land of happy ponies can't be ALL bad. Probably a little less horrible than Spira."

"Oh shush, the history is very fascinating." Even if part of it involved how awful she'd been at one point. Whoops.

"Mmn. It is all rather nice other than the founding, Discord, my... little stunt as Nightmare Moon, and Discord's return."

"And all that ended well," Jecht said, mostly to himself.

He'd been told that his own story ended... decently, he supposed. But there was a difference between hearing it and living it. Till he did the latter, it was hard to believe things could get better.

"We would not think so. My time as Nightmare Moon ended with our being imprisoned on the moon for a thousand years, returning to seek vengeance upon my older sister, and an attempt to make it remain night forever."

If that was ending well, then she sure wondered what ending badly would look like.

"Though We suppose it did eventually lead to us being ripped of those evil times and being able to come back into society as ourself."

"Yeah, that's what I mean. In the end, despite all the stuff that happened, it worked out okay. You're here, not a monster, and you actually exist. Pretty good ending even if it was rough gettin' there," Jecht said with a thoughtful frown.