Characters: Rinoa, OPEN
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Galbadia Garden visits Figaro. This log is open to all Garden and Figaro folks! Feel free to start new subthreads, threadhop etc.
Location: Figaro
Date: April, 1804
Warnings: None
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Hanging out in Figaro. )
As she walked through the streets of Figaro, Quistis absentmindedly let her eyes wander from store to store, though nothing in particular held her interests. However, several paces later a gap between buildings forced Quistis to stop her strides as she caught sight of a familiar setting-- cobbled stone steps lined with large pillars leading into a grand, white house. Edea's Orphanage...? Blinking rapidly, Quistis glanced back to the space between the shops, but her sight was only met by a dark alleyway.
Obviously a trick of the mind.
Thinking little of it, Quistis continued her leisurely walk through the city, deciding to reach the end of town before making her way back to Garden.
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"Hi, Rinoa. How are you?"
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"I'm eighteen. Why?"
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"I've felt like I was thirty since I was seventeen." Quistis tried to joke with a smile. Several moments passed, before she tried another attempt to comfort her friend. "Come on, Rinoa-- you're more lively that the rest of us. Age is nothing but a number."
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She paused, and Angelo whined softly, sensing her mistress' mood. Rinoa hadn't dwelt much on any of this, but now it seemed to all tumble out of her.
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"I'm not sure if we'll keep our memories, Rinoa." Quistis spoke softly, her hands folding on her lap. "But Squall's feelings for you-- they're in there, somewhere. Even if it might take a while for them to emerge here, he fell in love with you in his future-- and he will again."
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She shifted over to lean against her friend's shoulder. Quistis wasn't particularly demonstrative, but Rinoa didn't think she'd mind. At least, the Quistis she knew wouldn't. It was one of those confusing things again. Years blurred together - how different was the eighteen-year old Quistis to the one she knew? Probably not that much, but when time passed normally, you didn't tend to notice those changes...
"It's just weird to think that it might be all for nothing. All the friends we've made, all the amazing places we've seen..."
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"I know. I've thought about this before." There was a small sigh as her fingers played with a couple blades of grass she had plucked from the patch they sat by. "But we might as well enjoy our experience here while we can, right? Even if we do forget it all, at least we're living in the moment now."
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"Yeah." She nodded. "That's what I'm doing, for sure. I just wish things were easier... I saw a mirage in the desert earlier. It looked like the flower field Squall and I made our promise in. Then I remembered that Squall hasn't seen that yet. He doesn't know we made a promise..."
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Quistis reached up to stroke Rinoa's hair, hoping that the simple action would sooth her friend somewhat. "I have a feeling nothing on Gaia is meant to be easy... but you're strong. We all are. We'll get through this all alright. He might not know about the flower field now, but one day he will-- and he'll know the importance of it. All that matters is that Squall made that promise once upon a time, and he'll make it again."
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