open one door, and everyone wants in
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spokeDraco. Draco and little silver bunnies with green eyes, that so far are all warped fairy tales.
have you been talking to Laguna, buddy? because he's the only other person in here who does that to fairy tales.
speaking of Laguna, when he showed up a few days ago(and my brother has my copy of ff8-i'm blaming too much reading fanfic) he beelined for Irvine.
who tried to hide under the couch.
when Laguna got him out, i got this -
As they made thier way down the cavern, talk dwindled to nothing. Irvine kept giving Laguna sidelong looks, wondering what had caused the normally talkative man to grow silent. He was not going to push the issue, however. that got him into this predicament.
So they continued in silence, until Laguna stopped and stared at Irvine. "What?"
Irvine turned. "I didn't say anything. You hearing this too? Kind of soft whispering noise?"
Laguna crossed his arms. "Yeah... so why didn't you say anything? Earlier, I mean?"
Irvine grinned and started walking downslope. "What, and get you talking again?"
Frowning, Laguna jumped a bit to catch up. "Very funny, Kinneas."
"Shh!" Irvine held up a finger. "I'm tryin' to listen for the- whatever!"
Laguna rolled his eyes. "It's coming from that way." and he pointed. "Your gun is loaded, isn't it?" He moved towards the wall.
"Hey!" Irvine pushed Laguna behind him. "What do you think you're doing? I am not going to report back to Squall that I let his Dad get eaten by some monster in the middle of nowhere! Not to mention Esthar executing me for getting thier President killed and"
Laguna, arms crossed and grinning again, interrupted. "The wall is moving, Irvine."
"What?!" Irvine spun to see the rock rippling strangely. "Ookay... Rock doesn't do that. It really doesn't. Have you ever seen that before?"
He said over his shoulder.
"No. Interesting, isn't it? I'm pretty sure no one's seen it before." He tried to step around Irvine, who had not lowered Exeter, but Irvine just kept in front of him. He rolled his eyes. "I just want to see it, Kinneas. I'm not going to touch anything."
"No, you're not, because i'm not moving. What are you, suicidal? 'La la-ooo, I think I'll just go wandering through this canyon. Ooo, something is moving the walls! I think i'll wander around this occupied enemy base! No, it'll be fine, let's jump off the cliff!'" He turned for a moment to glare.
Laguna had the oddest look on his face. "How much of my past did you see?"
"Too much. You know- I was hungover when I caught you, or I would have gone straight to Kiros and Ward." The wall shook a little harder, and Irvine turned back to it.
"What, like they're babysitters?" Laguna demanded.
Further conversation was cut off as the canyon was filled with a roar. The first echoes had only begun to fade when the wall shattered, and they were thrown back.
When they struggled up, the first thing they noticed was that they were surrounded by a huge snake. The next was that it was rather transparent.
Laguna looked at Irvine, then the snake. "I think... it's a G.F." He stared up at it's eyes.
"Well, yes. But now what?" Irvine said, staring at Laguna.
Laguna shrugged. "One of us junctions it? I think it likes you."
Irvine stared. "Okay, first, you can't just tell what an unjuctioned G.F. is thinking. It's hard enough when they are junctioned. Second, I have enough company up here with Diablos and Siren and Doomtrain. I do not need a damn huge snake too!"
Laguna stared. "You have who? Wait, nevermind, I don't want to know. That's... just... yeah. I think the snake would be right at home, actually."
The coils shifted around them, growing less substantial as the snake's head lowered to Irvine. "Hello..." Irvine whispered, going completely still. A phantom tongue flickered out. Drawing back, the snake let out a low hiss like a train coming to a stop. Then it vanished.
Irvine stumbled back with a cry, and Laguna caught him. He'd held Irvine long enough to become concerned that he wasn't moving, when he heard a whisper. "Terrato. It's name is Terrato."
i'm not going to work on this thing until i get my copy of ff8 back from my brother, and i'm not rushing him. i've got enough to take care of trying organize, much less what i'm already trying to right, but...
it looks like Laguna's having a midlife crisis, and he's dragged Irvine along. excuse/i'm not having a midlife crisis- let's look for new G.F.s!
ouch. why, Laguna? why!
overheard as i was typing this-
Laguna, to Irvine "So why are all your G.F.s status effects? Mostly creepy status effects?"
Irvine, lying on the couch, apparently trying to recover from Terrato "Shut up before I sic this d*mn snake on you." pulls his hat over his eyes.
have you been talking to Laguna, buddy? because he's the only other person in here who does that to fairy tales.
speaking of Laguna, when he showed up a few days ago(and my brother has my copy of ff8-i'm blaming too much reading fanfic) he beelined for Irvine.
who tried to hide under the couch.
when Laguna got him out, i got this -
As they made thier way down the cavern, talk dwindled to nothing. Irvine kept giving Laguna sidelong looks, wondering what had caused the normally talkative man to grow silent. He was not going to push the issue, however. that got him into this predicament.
So they continued in silence, until Laguna stopped and stared at Irvine. "What?"
Irvine turned. "I didn't say anything. You hearing this too? Kind of soft whispering noise?"
Laguna crossed his arms. "Yeah... so why didn't you say anything? Earlier, I mean?"
Irvine grinned and started walking downslope. "What, and get you talking again?"
Frowning, Laguna jumped a bit to catch up. "Very funny, Kinneas."
"Shh!" Irvine held up a finger. "I'm tryin' to listen for the- whatever!"
Laguna rolled his eyes. "It's coming from that way." and he pointed. "Your gun is loaded, isn't it?" He moved towards the wall.
"Hey!" Irvine pushed Laguna behind him. "What do you think you're doing? I am not going to report back to Squall that I let his Dad get eaten by some monster in the middle of nowhere! Not to mention Esthar executing me for getting thier President killed and"
Laguna, arms crossed and grinning again, interrupted. "The wall is moving, Irvine."
"What?!" Irvine spun to see the rock rippling strangely. "Ookay... Rock doesn't do that. It really doesn't. Have you ever seen that before?"
He said over his shoulder.
"No. Interesting, isn't it? I'm pretty sure no one's seen it before." He tried to step around Irvine, who had not lowered Exeter, but Irvine just kept in front of him. He rolled his eyes. "I just want to see it, Kinneas. I'm not going to touch anything."
"No, you're not, because i'm not moving. What are you, suicidal? 'La la-ooo, I think I'll just go wandering through this canyon. Ooo, something is moving the walls! I think i'll wander around this occupied enemy base! No, it'll be fine, let's jump off the cliff!'" He turned for a moment to glare.
Laguna had the oddest look on his face. "How much of my past did you see?"
"Too much. You know- I was hungover when I caught you, or I would have gone straight to Kiros and Ward." The wall shook a little harder, and Irvine turned back to it.
"What, like they're babysitters?" Laguna demanded.
Further conversation was cut off as the canyon was filled with a roar. The first echoes had only begun to fade when the wall shattered, and they were thrown back.
When they struggled up, the first thing they noticed was that they were surrounded by a huge snake. The next was that it was rather transparent.
Laguna looked at Irvine, then the snake. "I think... it's a G.F." He stared up at it's eyes.
"Well, yes. But now what?" Irvine said, staring at Laguna.
Laguna shrugged. "One of us junctions it? I think it likes you."
Irvine stared. "Okay, first, you can't just tell what an unjuctioned G.F. is thinking. It's hard enough when they are junctioned. Second, I have enough company up here with Diablos and Siren and Doomtrain. I do not need a damn huge snake too!"
Laguna stared. "You have who? Wait, nevermind, I don't want to know. That's... just... yeah. I think the snake would be right at home, actually."
The coils shifted around them, growing less substantial as the snake's head lowered to Irvine. "Hello..." Irvine whispered, going completely still. A phantom tongue flickered out. Drawing back, the snake let out a low hiss like a train coming to a stop. Then it vanished.
Irvine stumbled back with a cry, and Laguna caught him. He'd held Irvine long enough to become concerned that he wasn't moving, when he heard a whisper. "Terrato. It's name is Terrato."
i'm not going to work on this thing until i get my copy of ff8 back from my brother, and i'm not rushing him. i've got enough to take care of trying organize, much less what i'm already trying to right, but...
it looks like Laguna's having a midlife crisis, and he's dragged Irvine along. excuse/i'm not having a midlife crisis- let's look for new G.F.s!
ouch. why, Laguna? why!
overheard as i was typing this-
Laguna, to Irvine "So why are all your G.F.s status effects? Mostly creepy status effects?"
Irvine, lying on the couch, apparently trying to recover from Terrato "Shut up before I sic this d*mn snake on you." pulls his hat over his eyes.
