So hot they make steam look cool

[thatched]

Characters: Thatch and Selphie
Location: Balamb Town
Rating: Pg-13, just in case
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: Because every party needs a shopping trip to come first.


Thatch leaned against the car. His own that he'd spent a great deal of gil to build custom to his (and Namur's) larger frames, and almost about as expensive to ship from Trabia to Balamb. Still, it was worth it... Especially when they didn't want to get permanent cricks in their necks and knees from Garden transport. Since it was a relatively nice day, he'd reinforced his hair and decided to drive with the top down.

Now just to wait for the girl, though while he waited, he went through his mental shopping list, ticking off items they would need and balancing it against what he wanted to get but wasn't essential-- and wondering if he would have time to look for cigars. Though he wasn't sure if Selphie liked that kind of thing. Well he could get them later, probably.

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[selphie_t]

"Sounds pretty lively if you ask me! I think I would've liked it." She liked a good party and with that many people around, something was bound to happen. Usually though, when it came time to planning events with the GFC, she was usually coming up with one scheme or another to get the SeeD and cadets to part with their hard earned Gil to fund events and what not. Her current train of thought is derailed when the question of why she chose Balamb over Galbadia.

"Huh? Oh, you're thinking that I came here from Trabia recently. Nope, this was way before offworlders started appearing. Balamb was the only Garden where you could take the field exam to become a SeeD back then. I was lost in Time Compression for 22 years so all the offworlders are as new to me as they are to the rest of the world. Unlike the rest of the world though, I believe in giving people a chance.

"Besides," she continued before sticking her tongue out and turning her hand into a thumbs down position. "Galbadia can kiss my ass."

[thatched]

"I have no doubt you would have," he said with a laugh. "Though it was a pretty dangerous life aside from all that."

He listened to her story. Just another dandelion seed caught in the flow of time... on her own world even. How strange must that be to see how everything turned out ahead of you? He swallowed and tried not to think about it, instead latching onto the other topic and admiring her spunk.

"They can kiss mine, too." Same goes for half this world, really, but he wouldn't say as much. "Giving people a chance is important. That's what my Pops did, you know. Welcomed any scallywag in the four Blues-- Seas" he corrected himself. "So long as they really wanted to be his son. We're a heady mix of people, but we're also some of the strongest in the sea." Locked arm in arm with Red-hair, and even a nudge stronger, no matter what anyone said.

"Balamb is a little like that, I suppose." Though more community than family.

[selphie_t]

"And being a SeeD isn't?" Selphie shot back with a playful punch to his arm.

She turns his little story back on him, genuinely interested in learning about the other worlds that others have come from. She knows a little bit about Digimon so why not learn a thing or two about the world of pirates?

"So would your Pops take on a daughter or two then? Honestly though, that's what's really awesome about Balamb. Everybody keeps an open mind here and we can generally go with the flow. So it doesn't snow all that often. I can live with that as long as everybody here keeps that open mind. Between you and me though, before we went to Esthar, I thought that they were aliens from outer space. Really just goes to show that appearances can be deceiving."

Then she looks over at Thatch with a cheeky grin on her face. "Kinda like these gigantic pirate guys I'm becoming friends with."

[thatched]

"SeeDs don't generally have wanted posters, miss," he said with a grin. Being a pirate was a might more dangerous in his opinion. But also a hell of a lot more fun. They were closing in on the town now and he sighed inwardly, shoring himself up for the inevitable hunt for parking space. It was a wonderful car to drive but parking was a considerable pain.

"Pops calls everyone his sons regardless of gender. Though there aren't very many women to be sure. But women pirates aren't all that common. Granted, I've yet to see a crew that doesn't have one or two on board-- Whitey Bay has several I think, but being a woman herself that stands to reason."

Her cheeky grin is completely adorable and he can't help but grin back. She's going to be a heartbreaker if she isn't already.

"I can see why you would think offworlders were aliens, aye. It seems like there aren't many--" he tries to think of a word... "Types here. No Fishmen or Longarms or the like. Or giants either. Back at home I'm about an average tall. Pops is easily twice my size. Not to mention Oars Jr who is about fifty feet if he's an inch. He does border on the entirely too massive size, though."