Lens Flare
Title: Lens Flare
Fandom: FFVIII
Characters: Quistis Trepe
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Quistis hates her glasses.
She hates her glasses. They're always falling off or sitting weirdly on her nose even though she's worn them every day for ten years. The lenses are dirty now, but that's because she just diagrammed how to properly kill a Wendigo in bright white chalk across the board. She fumbles with them, takes them off and cleans them on her shirt, and then scowls at the chalk dust against the black uniform.
Her glasses settle back onto her nose, and she narrows her eyes at Seifer, who's taken advantage of her distraction to pelt Zell in the head with a succession of paper balls. He smirks and shrugs and goes back to ignoring her. Squall, slightly blurred through her left lense--damn, missed a spot--just stares back at her. Neither will admit to anything; it's ridiculous how much Quistis misses because of these stupid frames.
Maybe she should ask Dr. Kadowaki about contacts.
Fandom: FFVIII
Characters: Quistis Trepe
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Quistis hates her glasses.
She hates her glasses. They're always falling off or sitting weirdly on her nose even though she's worn them every day for ten years. The lenses are dirty now, but that's because she just diagrammed how to properly kill a Wendigo in bright white chalk across the board. She fumbles with them, takes them off and cleans them on her shirt, and then scowls at the chalk dust against the black uniform.
Her glasses settle back onto her nose, and she narrows her eyes at Seifer, who's taken advantage of her distraction to pelt Zell in the head with a succession of paper balls. He smirks and shrugs and goes back to ignoring her. Squall, slightly blurred through her left lense--damn, missed a spot--just stares back at her. Neither will admit to anything; it's ridiculous how much Quistis misses because of these stupid frames.
Maybe she should ask Dr. Kadowaki about contacts.