[COMPLETE]
Characters: Quistis, Seifer
Location: Entrance courtyard
Time: Noon.
Content: Quistis arrives at Xavier Institute
Warnings: None so far.
The sensation was familiar.
A mixture of anxiety, dread, nervousness and a touch of excitement seemed to bubble in the pit of Quistis' stomach as her blue eyes calmly assessed the mansion in front of her. It was something she had experienced five years ago, the same feelings as she stood before the entrance of Garden. She was older now, a bit more experienced, and somewhat more confident- but the aspect of starting fresh at a new school still caused for her insecurities to flare up inside. It was better to get it over with though, than to try and stall the inevitable.
Tucking a strand of golden hair behind an ear, Quistis adjusted the weight of the backpacks' straps on her shoulders, the weight of the bag nearly causing her to topple over. She gained her balance though, and after straightening her posture she reached down to grasp the handles of her two suitcases, knuckles nearly white from the tightness of her grip.
Her eyes fixed on the doors of the institute, and with a deep breath, Quistis began her trek towards the entrance.
Time to get this over with.
Location: Entrance courtyard
Time: Noon.
Content: Quistis arrives at Xavier Institute
Warnings: None so far.
The sensation was familiar.
A mixture of anxiety, dread, nervousness and a touch of excitement seemed to bubble in the pit of Quistis' stomach as her blue eyes calmly assessed the mansion in front of her. It was something she had experienced five years ago, the same feelings as she stood before the entrance of Garden. She was older now, a bit more experienced, and somewhat more confident- but the aspect of starting fresh at a new school still caused for her insecurities to flare up inside. It was better to get it over with though, than to try and stall the inevitable.
Tucking a strand of golden hair behind an ear, Quistis adjusted the weight of the backpacks' straps on her shoulders, the weight of the bag nearly causing her to topple over. She gained her balance though, and after straightening her posture she reached down to grasp the handles of her two suitcases, knuckles nearly white from the tightness of her grip.
Her eyes fixed on the doors of the institute, and with a deep breath, Quistis began her trek towards the entrance.
Time to get this over with.