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[herownhero]

Characters: Quistis, a Malboro, and anyone in the area who wants to join.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Quistis takes up a hunt to kill some freetime.
Location: Outskirts of Jidoor
Date: March 7th, 1804
Warnings: Sexy violence.

Comments

and then... there were two! :D

[hi_no_dansu]

When Sabin had caught wind of the hunt, he'd immediately decided to throw caution to the wind. He had sought out an airship to transport him to Jidoor and within hours, he was standing outside of the little piece of home. Besides, it wasn't like Figaro would be going anywhere in the near future so a little leisurely exercise with an unknown beast immediately sounded like the best way to spend his time. There wouldn't be time to worry about his brother's wellbeing or a certain clown who shall remain nameless if he was thrown into the heat of a battle.

With the recently acquired God Hand strapped to his right hand, the Prince immediately spotted the SeeD warming up for an upcoming battle. Sabin approached the woman quietly as he scanned the horizon for any signs of the Marlboro.

"Lovely day, wouldn't you agree?" He called out conversationally.

[herownhero]

Absorbed in her quick repetitions of overhand, underhand and backhand maneuvers, Quistis almost didn't catch the secondary presence-- at the last minute, her SeeD training kicked in, forcing her to turn abruptly. Her body tense as she expected a monster, the blond visibly relaxed when she was greeted by a male, and she quickly dropped the offensive stance she had adopted.

"It is." She answered. Her eyes briefly scanning the horizon, she turned to face she stranger again, a curious expression on her face. "Are you here for the hunt, as well?"

[hi_no_dansu]

Sabin nodded before giving his knuckles a good, healthy crack. He didn't know the blond woman but she seemed the stoic, serious type as Sabin sidled up beside the SeeD before closing his eyes to center himself. A battle was about to occur but the exact moment had to show itself. Exterminating a monster seemed like a walk in the park compared to the numerous fights with Kefka he'd managed to survive.

"I'm familiar with Jidoor but I'm quite surprised to find yet another piece of home here. So we're looking for a Marlboro... Shouldn't too much of a problem and besides," Sabin said with a confident look on his face. "An extra set of hands will come in handy, no?"

[herownhero]

She couldn't help but give the stranger a small smile. "Help would definitely be appreciated-- I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of their 'Bad Breath' alone." And to be honest, after the brief warm up she was beginning to think she had overestimated her abilities without her junctions. Even the simple exercise had caused for her arm to grow heavy with each additional snap of the whip, a problem she had never encountered back at home-- she never realized just how heavily she relied on the paramagic which coursed through her veins.

"I'm Quistis Trepe, by the way." If they were going to do the hunt together, they might as well make introductions. "You say 'another piece of home'... are you a Sky Person as well?"