[Action] Lobby

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

[Attention Garden! Get this: You now have a gleaming bronze man-god amongst you.]

[Specifically, Jecht has taken up a pose in the lobby near the directory, where he has inexplicably stuck his massive sword into the floor to lean against. That T-shaped pommel is good support. He's acting like he owns the place, of course, reading the newsletter as he idly bounces a lumpy sort of ball off the ground with perfect accuracy despite not really paying attention.]

[One line for autographs, please.]

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[xwheresmacrown.livejournal.com]

[ Not impressed. Instead you get a sigh and a slight eyeroll from this princess. Ah great. There's a bronze man-god near the directory just when she needed to go look something up. ]

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

[Jecht looks up from the newsletter with one of those grins that made him look about twenty years younger.]

Problem, little lady?

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Oh look. We found the lobby! Again. Hm. John was pretty sure he'd already gone through here. Was he going in circles!? Arrrrgh.]

[Jecht may obvious the blue clad kid have a rather dramatic display of his frustration.]

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[Squall's on his way back up to his office when he spies Jecht leaning against the weapon. He pauses and backtracks, sighing to himself as he heads over to the so-called bronze man-god.]



There are plenty of walls around for that.

SCREW AUTOGRAPHS! WE'RE GETTING PICTURES!

[redcinemareel]

[Peers right over his shoulder, reading as if it were second nature to be doing so like this. His old fashioned camera in hand.]

Oh look! They noticed my little column~!

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

[SIIIIIIIGH.] No wonder they keep cutting my budget.

[Really, Jecht, you are hot if too old for Sharpay's tastes and that rhythm in the ball bouncing is quite impressive, but that hole in the floor the sword is making!!]

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Gleaming bronze man-god, huh?]

Having trouble standing on your own?

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Hey kid. It's a circle.

[That isn't a mean comment, just an offhand one. Jecht hadn't looked up from the newsletter to say it, either.]

You lookin' for something?

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Hey, chief.

[He looks down at the blitzball, then shrugs, catching it one-handed by sheer force of his grip.]

I suppose I could bounce it off a wall... Oh, hey. That reminds me. Catch.

[He lobs the ball underhanded towards Squall. Of course, just because Jecht made it look easy didn't mean it was -- blitzballs were meant to travel underwater at high speeds. That sucker is heavy.]

He will then sign the pictures.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Oh, you wrote one'a these? Which one?

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Trust me, when we get this thing started, it'll sell tickets and move money like you won't believe.

[Jecht had not understood what she meant at ALL.]

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

[This isn't enough to get Jecht's goat up yet; he doesn't even look up from the newsletter.]

You lose any sleep thinkin' that one up?

POSE for the camera~

[redcinemareel]

[Points to the article talking about the 'Fashion Police'] They're talking about my informative little number I did not too long ago.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[Squall manages to catch it but not without taking it hard to the chest first. He ends up caught off-guard by how heavy it is and coughs out, shooting Jecht a glare.]

I wasn't talking about this... thing.

[He holds onto it, not handing it back, but nods towards the sword in the ground.]

[turnaboutmentor.livejournal.com]

[Every day's a new adventure. As she passes by, Mia glances over at Jecht, then the sword, and back again.]

... I trust that you have a good reason for putting your sword there.

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

[That much is obvious.]

What are you talking about?

Perpetually.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Hmm. You just a fashion writer, or do you write all sorts of stuff?

[redcinemareel]

[Shrugs casually]

I write what comes to mind.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Aww, c'mon, that was a basic throw! You gotta build yourself up, boss! Sure, you're not just a twig, but ya can do better!

Gimme a hard one. [He holds his hands out, grinning.] I'll show ya how to catch a pass in Great Jecht-style.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Heh?

[He looks down to the sword, then back again.]

What's wrong with it?

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

You don't worry your pretty little head. Once they build the Blitzball stadium, this Garden'll be rolling in dough.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Well here's an article for ya.

[He spreads his hands in the universal 'headline' gesture.]

Ace Blitzball Star, the Great Jecht, Back in Garden.

[redcinemareel]

[FOLLOWS THOSE HANDS.]

Ah~! A sports star? [Leers] You certainly have the physique for it. Any momentous victories? [SNAPS A PHOTO]

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

Blitzball? [There's a new one.]

[xwheresmacrown.livejournal.com]

[ Nope. Still not impressed despite the smile but she'll give him points for panache. The fan snaps closed as she glances at the directory before turning her attention to Jecht with a teeny smile. ]

I was about to check if I was headed in the right direction... though I don't seem to recall seeing you around.