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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.
After his little encounter with Quistis, Seifer had ventured off to the training center in order to blow off a little steam. The creatures kept therein were hardly dangerous enough to be considered a vigorous workout, but being able to tear through fiends without regard for holding back in order to save face was surprisingly satisfying. No doubt this stemmed from the way he'd been told to parade around so that he might gain Squall's approval. Not surprisingly, Seifer found himself returning to the training center on a daily basis as a result, usually after lending a hand to the people of Wutai alongside Rinoa and Quistis.
Today had been no different. Already having worked up a light sweat from his series of endless encounters with fiends, Seifer was beginning to forget the fact that he was being made to jump through hoops. Apparently violence worked wonders for that sort of thing. As the last of the creatures he was currently facing went down, the blond youth paused to wipe his brow with the back of his sleeve. He could probably go another few hours or so. For the most part, the girls tended to leave him alone while he was in here--maybe because they actually understood his need to just let loose every now and then, as the anticipation built due to a seemingly endless wait to decide his fate.
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.
After his little encounter with Quistis, Seifer had ventured off to the training center in order to blow off a little steam. The creatures kept therein were hardly dangerous enough to be considered a vigorous workout, but being able to tear through fiends without regard for holding back in order to save face was surprisingly satisfying. No doubt this stemmed from the way he'd been told to parade around so that he might gain Squall's approval. Not surprisingly, Seifer found himself returning to the training center on a daily basis as a result, usually after lending a hand to the people of Wutai alongside Rinoa and Quistis.
Today had been no different. Already having worked up a light sweat from his series of endless encounters with fiends, Seifer was beginning to forget the fact that he was being made to jump through hoops. Apparently violence worked wonders for that sort of thing. As the last of the creatures he was currently facing went down, the blond youth paused to wipe his brow with the back of his sleeve. He could probably go another few hours or so. For the most part, the girls tended to leave him alone while he was in here--maybe because they actually understood his need to just let loose every now and then, as the anticipation built due to a seemingly endless wait to decide his fate.