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concoursec2012-06-20 07:40 pm
fallacies) wrote in concoursec2012-06-20 07:40 pm
the best laid schemes of mice and men--
Characters: Cid and Claire.
Location: Primarily in Trabia? Possibly in a few other locations.
Rating: PG-13?
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed.
Summary: It's not a difficult job, really, so what's the point of sending two Sanctum l'Cie off on such a mission?
To have two back-to-back missions was a bit odd. Difficult? Not really, no, but a surprise, yes. After having been assigned to so few operations since the beginning of his teaching tenure, it struck Cid as… strange, really. Admittedly, though, the weirdest part had to be whom the headmaster had decided to pair him off with for this particular job.
Faint prickles of irritation threatened to overtake his thoughts as he sat on the passenger car, his seat opposite of one Claire Farron. His eyes were trained outside the window, and he lightly drummed his fingers against the window sill as the scenery passed them by. Cid didn’t understand it; this was a ridiculously easy job. There was no need to send two l’Cie out to complete it, even if he did comprehend the reasoning behind the headmaster choosing them to go.
The Blobra infestation in one of Trabia’s chocobo forests had been plaguing their Garden for quite some time now, and in the end, they’d called upon the assistance of Balamb Garden, which in turn sent Cid and Claire along: two individuals who could easily create barriers with their unnatural magic. The idea, then, was to herd all of the Blobra and exterminate them before they could start dividing once more.
To him, though, this was a job that could have easily been done by one of them alone.
Nonetheless, that had been Headmaster Cid’s request, and so, here they were, en route to their snowy destination. Cid sighed quietly and turned toward Claire, doing his best to appear polite. They were to be a team here, even if he honestly didn’t think they’d need to be one; he could at least be civil for that reason.
“Should we review our plans again?” he asked, rather abruptly breaking the long silence that had settled between them. A faint but humorless smile pulled at his lips, here one second and gone the next. Cid would just treat this like any other military exercise; there’d be nothing to it.
Location: Primarily in Trabia? Possibly in a few other locations.
Rating: PG-13?
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed.
Summary: It's not a difficult job, really, so what's the point of sending two Sanctum l'Cie off on such a mission?
To have two back-to-back missions was a bit odd. Difficult? Not really, no, but a surprise, yes. After having been assigned to so few operations since the beginning of his teaching tenure, it struck Cid as… strange, really. Admittedly, though, the weirdest part had to be whom the headmaster had decided to pair him off with for this particular job.
Faint prickles of irritation threatened to overtake his thoughts as he sat on the passenger car, his seat opposite of one Claire Farron. His eyes were trained outside the window, and he lightly drummed his fingers against the window sill as the scenery passed them by. Cid didn’t understand it; this was a ridiculously easy job. There was no need to send two l’Cie out to complete it, even if he did comprehend the reasoning behind the headmaster choosing them to go.
The Blobra infestation in one of Trabia’s chocobo forests had been plaguing their Garden for quite some time now, and in the end, they’d called upon the assistance of Balamb Garden, which in turn sent Cid and Claire along: two individuals who could easily create barriers with their unnatural magic. The idea, then, was to herd all of the Blobra and exterminate them before they could start dividing once more.
To him, though, this was a job that could have easily been done by one of them alone.
Nonetheless, that had been Headmaster Cid’s request, and so, here they were, en route to their snowy destination. Cid sighed quietly and turned toward Claire, doing his best to appear polite. They were to be a team here, even if he honestly didn’t think they’d need to be one; he could at least be civil for that reason.
“Should we review our plans again?” he asked, rather abruptly breaking the long silence that had settled between them. A faint but humorless smile pulled at his lips, here one second and gone the next. Cid would just treat this like any other military exercise; there’d be nothing to it.
no subject
Drawing enemy fire from an ally had, in some aspects, been a part of his training back with the GC, but it was not, admittedly, something that becoming a l'Cie had actively encouraged--not until he started working as a SeeD here though. All the same, the action had been so fluid that it'd not been until after he'd already thrown haste and protect on himself that he realized that he was drawing the creature away from the lieutenant to give her some time to recover--what little of it that she needed, at least. It wasn't that he was regretting the action, but considering the hostility that had built up between them, Cid was perhaps a bit surprised that it still came so naturally.
Cid had no time to dwell on the matter now, though, as a hand lifted from the snow, rising up and up before slamming down toward the ground; he was forced into a defensive position as the fingers threatened to crush him. His gaze searched for Claire in the mess of monster limbs, chunks of falling snow and ice, but every time he thought he spotted a flash of pink hair, the vysage would draw his attention once more with a grotesque sound or a deadly swipe.
Once or twice, he'd manage to toss out a spell--another ruin, a deprotectga--but again and again, he'd be forced back into a guarding stance. Cid didn't dare call out to Claire lest the monster's attention returned to her, but he did wonder... He knew she wasn't the sort to back down from a fight. That said, would she leave him to fend for himself? It didn't feel like she harbored murderous thoughts toward him anymore, but the doubt was deep-seated enough for him to question her loyalties.
With that thought in mind, he thew a poisonga at the creature, only for it to be cured away a moment later. So the plan of slowly but surely chipping away at the thing's life seemed to have backfired rather stupendously. A sardonic grin pulled as his lips as Cid rolled away from another blow from one of the hands. Hmph. Hopefully his "partner" here was just waiting for the most opportune moment to strike. Cid didn't much fancy dancing around with his opponents.