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[bastard]

Characters: Seifer Almasy and Sorceress Ultimecia.
Progress: In progress.
Summary: Ultimecia pays her knight a visit.
Location: Galbadia Garden's training center.
Date: January - While they're still waiting on the rest of the FF8 crew to show.
Warnings: Mind-rape ahoy.

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[kursetheseeds]

And for quite some time, he was left entirely alone, just as he wished. He could brood in private, rage at his foes, grumble about having to prove himself-

-only to have it interrupted in the last way he wanted.

A laugh, a familiar laugh that he could have just imagined passed through his mind. There were several seconds of silence after that, close to a full minute.

Then the voice actually spoke.

Feeling better, are we, boy?

[bastard]

The laugh alone was enough to give him momentary pause, though Seifer couldn't be sure what had brought it on what with the way it left him like a fleeting thought. He ignored the chill that he felt at the back of his neck, and took up Hyperion again, ready to seek out the next group of fiends ... only to stop dead in his tracks when that familiar voice rang out in his mind.

"Not exactly the way I'd put it," mumbled mostly to himself as he turned to glance back at the area that he'd already covered. He knew that it was useless to try and pinpoint a location, but he seemed unable not to. Force of habit.

"I probably should have seen this coming."

[kursetheseeds]

There was nothing around him, nothing that could be seen - or heard. The voice came directly into his mind, wasn't anything he could shut out, even if he tried.

Yes, but you didn't, did you, boy? I am most disappointed in you.

A sharp pain burst into his mind, brief and fleeting, but more than enough to show her displeasure.

You must not fail me again, or you will face the konsequences.

[bastard]

That wasn't fun. However brief, it still hurt like a motherfucker--enough to cause him to nearly stagger forward as he reached up to grip at his head. Seifer really hadn't missed that. It took him a moment, but when he was sure another wasn't coming, he finally spoke up--though he was careful to keep from voicing his immediate thoughts. What could you possibly need me for? What is it you hope to accomplish here?

"I get it, you don't have to remind me."