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Mar 13, 2015 13:44

Rinoa should have talked to Squall. That would have been the easy, logical choice, right? Talk to Squall, tell him what was going on, ask to borrow Quezacoatl.

Except ...

Except Squall didn't understand. He couldn't. He didn't know what it was like, not knowing who or even what you were. He might have said no, or I'll think about it, or only if I ( Read more... )

lying to squall (!!!), i'm a sorceress now, event: i _need_ it, knights: squall

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whateverknight March 13 2015, 17:45:16 UTC
When Squall woke up, he -- as he did most mornings -- laid in bed for a few moments with his eyes closed, went over the day's upcoming events, Junctioned his Guardian Forces, and then opened his eyes and got up. Except... today, his favorite GF wasn't there.

It wasn't like he needed every GF, but... He always Junctioned Quezacoatl. Rinoa didn't need to Junction anymore, and he wasn't sure if his friends back home could take a GF from so far away. Sure, the godlike beings were free to leave his head if they wanted... but they didn't.

He walked out of the room with a frown on his face. "Hey," he greeted Rinoa. "You didn't Junction Quezacoatl this morning, did you?"

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angelo_wings March 13 2015, 17:47:13 UTC
"Hey," Rinoa said, jumping at the sound of his voice. She dropped the butter knife, and it clattered on the counter. Deep breath, Rinoa.

"Junction?" she asked, looking at him like she didn't understand. Her voice sounded odd to her own ears. "I don't exactly need to Junction any more, Squall."

That wasn't a lie. Technically. So why did she feel like throwing up?

"Is something wrong?"

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whateverknight March 13 2015, 19:10:17 UTC
"I don't know yet," Squall answered. "Quezacoatl is missing. If you didn't take him, then I don't know where he is." He crossed his arms, frustrated. "Do you think Jono would have Junctioned him?"

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angelo_wings March 13 2015, 19:13:24 UTC
"I don't know if Jono even knows how," Rinoa said, which was true. "And he would have asked first, anyway."

So would she, in any situation other than this one.

"Maybe you've misplaced him," she said, lifting her shoulders in a careless shrug. "Maybe he had somewhere he had to go."

Maybe your girlfriend stole him.

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