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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.
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Yet, here they were anyway... and Claire found herself mentally repeating just how hard-pressed they'd be to find a less favorable situation for her. On paper the task sounded relatively easy; of course, she was originally PSICOM-trained rather than Guardian Corps, and so he undoubtedly had much more experience with the goal of taking out troublesome monsters. But still... that didn't cover the issues in compatibility here- in trapping her in close proximity to someone she distinctly didn't get along with.
It all left a bitter taste in her mouth, and a sinking miserable feeling in the pit of her stomach. She offered her insight only reluctantly, avoided eye contact... and kept to herself, staunchly attempting to simply shut off whatever she was feeling about this, the temptation to lash out like some sort of cornered animal.
Grasping for any sort of relief, in addition to the reports provided, she'd gone to the library and taken all of the books she could find on blobras and on the northern chocobo forests to bring with her-- along with several others detailing habitats in general as well. Nobody could be entirely certain why that particular type of monster had appeared so far out of their normal range, and while she was no expert and stood little chance of discovering something others had not, she was certainly not going to turn down the slightest hint of a clue or the chance to be prepared. Even she could adopt a strategy more patient than simply rushing in at times.
... One of those books laid open in her lap now, but her eyes had been distractedly fixed in one spot for several minutes now. Rather than sitting straight, she'd soon turned sideways, one leg pulled up almost to her chest with the heel of her boot on the edge of the seat, an arm propped agasint it. Even like that, however, and even dressed more warmly than usual, already she was feeling chilled, and the knowledge that before long she'd have to go out in the cooler air wasn't helping her mood any.
Then Raines finally broke the silence. She started to look up, but then resisted following through, eyes landing on the floor between them. Review their plans...?
"Why?" she asked after a moment, low enough that it could almost be lost behind the sound of the train's wheels on the track below. She let her gaze slide back down, to the dog-eared corner of the page she was currently on; a frown creased her brow. "Did you think of something else?"
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part the second
If this kept up, it would really only be a matter of time before Claire finally set the entire forest on fire- not just to feel a little warmer, but to be able to declare once and for all that this mission was finished. Her toes and fingers felt numb and her nose was running as she sighed and leaned against a tree, lifting a hand to press the back of it against her burning face.
Just because she was determined not to let the chill affect her usefulness didn't mean she wasn't going to be thoroughly miserable about it the entire time, after all.
If she tilted her head slightly, she could see the glimmer of her barrier through the trees some way off, attempting to pin in any more of the targeted monsters here; keeping it at such a wide radius - and for so long - was unusual for her, and the more time that ticked by, the more she was starting to feel the effort seeming to tug at the Brand etched onto her chest. Agitating the creatures that were supposed to be there didn't help.
That said, while the thought that there would likely never be an end to the beasts was only trumped in frequency by her hate of the cold, she was finally starting to feel like they might just be done at last. She'd seen no more blobras since very early that morning, and the things weren't exactly known for their ability to remain stealthily hidden, right...?
Huffing a visible breath, she pulled out the long knife she'd brought along from its sheath at her hip, turning to etch out an X on the bark of the tree she'd chosen to lean on- beneath one already carved there. This was the second time she and Raines had been by this particular pseudo-clearing.
"I say we give it up for the day," she said carefully, voice raised just enough to be heard over the quiet sounds of condensation shifting the boughs of the surrounding trees, "If there's any more here, the evidence will be more obvious after they've been left alone for a few hours."
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