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[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Teaching.

It was, in all honesty, not a profession Cid had ever thought he'd be able to add to his resume. It wasn't because he lacked the skills necessary; he could rally and lead men to battle--surely teaching students could not be any more difficult than that. No, it was simply that Cid had had more pressing matters then, matters that tied to him to a certain fal'Cie. For this reason, he turned down multiple offers from the Academy, citing his duties on board the Lindblum as his excuse.

But here in the Garden with his brand burned white, Cid had both the time and leisure to teach.

Of course, teaching based purely on his own experiences in leadership and political science was somewhat different from instructing on what was found in a textbook. Prior to leaving on a string of missions for the Garden, Cid had started on a syllabus and toying with the course curriculum but had had little time to work on it since then. With a mind to finish what he had started, he found himself a bench in the quad, a small pile of texts at his side and a notebook in his hands.

It wasn't the prettiest day outside, but for a man who had spent so much time in the air, there was no better place for him than under the open sky. Besides, it'd be easier for him to see old and new faces out here in the open instead of hiding away, lost behind rows upon rows of shelves in the library.]

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[haha-steelguard.livejournal.com]

[Just when he thought he couldn't get any more shocked -- after time compression had taken him back to Shadow's world, after Lightning had showed up practically begging for a fight with the filthy Pulse l'cie...]

Seems like there's another person from Cocoon here every week lately.

[The statement is amused and warm but not perfectly welcoming, yet, as Snow walks towards him with that confident hero's stride he has. Lightning's return had put him just a bit on edge, and if Cid was under Dysley's control when he was taken...]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid lifted his head at the sound of a familiar voice, and from there, it wasn't exactly hard to pick out Snow from the crowd, given the other's height.]

Snow? [An apologetic look flickered across his face before he offered a somewhat warmer smile; he hadn't forgotten his last meeting with the Pulse l'Cie, not by a long shot. He stood after setting his notebook down and offered his hand.] So, it would seem I am not the only one to have ended up here.

[haha-steelguard.livejournal.com]

[That welcome makes him relax. He grins as he shakes the man's hand.] Not by a long shot. Vanille, Hope, Sazh, even Serah. I'm glad to see you.

[Seems the whole trying-to-kill-them thing is forgiven?]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

As am I. It is always a pleasure to see a familiar face.

[Cid's posture relaxed a little; if Snow was willing to forgive him, who was he to say no?]

You all are well, I assume?

[He didn't say it directly, obviously, but he was particularly interested in the arrival of Serah. After all, she had been crystal the last time he had seen her.]

[werepanther]

[There's someone he hadn't seen in a while (no thanks to Time Compression and what-not). Spending last week in Edge's former kingdom hadn't exactly been the greatest experience ever... After a moment of hesitation, Tom jumps to Cid's side and oh so carefully taps him on the shoulder.]

Hard at work as usual, I see.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid inclined his head to see who had tapped him on the shoulder. Seeing that it was Tom, he offered the other a smile before chuckling softly.]

Teaching is unfamiliar territory for me. Forgive me if I feel the need for extra preparation. [He snapped his notebook shut.] Have you been well?

[werepanther]

[He can't help making a face. Tom, do work? Unfathomable.]

Actually, yeah! Can't say I'm missing the start of term. The extended break's been pretty nice. [completely aware it's because he's world hopping all the time.]

[balladofgales.livejournal.com]

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Is that fun?

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid looked up from the text he had been looking over.]

Fun? [He paused, looked back down at the book, and then smiled.] I suppose it would depend on your definition of fun. Would you care to make a decision yourself?

[Cid offered the other the book, holding it out to him.]

[balladofgales.livejournal.com]

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It doesn't look like much fun. Why are you working when everyone's taking a break?

[subjected]

[ While Claire definitely makes a point of paying attention to things, at first it actually took the young woman a while to realize just why one of the names listed on the roster now seemed so familiar. Perhaps part of that is due to the stress of the apparent time compression issues recently, but it has been well over a year since she's heard anything of him, too....

One way or the other, even if she knows it could be coincidence, she's awfully curious as well. Fortunately, it's not long before she finds the man the name belongs to and-- yes, it is him! Not that... she's entirely sure how to go about approaching someone who, even if he was Guardian Corps and their titles now mean very little here, still outranked her by something like half a dozen promotions, but--

Not important. In the end, she simply walks up to him, clearly unhesitating and dressed in her altered - but still recognizable - lieutenant's uniform. She's no reason to be afraid, after all. That isn't it. ]

... I didn't expect to see you here. [ She stops a short distance away, putting hands behind her back. ] Brigadier General Raines, of the 'Cavalry'... correct?

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[The words "Sergeant Farron" nearly escaped his lips, but Cid caught himself in time.

The uniformed woman standing before him was definitely Lightning Farron, but the question remained: why was she in PSICOM colors and when had she been promoted to lieutenant? Yes, Cid had to admit that she was very accomplished and likely did deserve a promotion, but that still did not solve the matter of PSICOM. And when was she to be promoted during the hunt for a l'Cie?

Perhaps she had, for some reason or another, joined after they parted ways in the Ark? No, that didn't fit either; Cid clearly remembered seeing her and the rest of the Pulse l'Cie arriving in Eden--it had been all over the news after all.

Nothing was adding up, so he gave her a stiff nod instead and answered.]

I am, Lieutenant. You are... [His gaze flicks up and down her uniform once more.] With PSICOM?

[subjected]

-- Yes sir.

[ That seems an odd thing to ask after, but nevertheless, it's not enough to cause more than a moment's worth of suspicion. There are any number of reasons why he might ask about PSICOM, right? Particularly since he's GC instead and all.

She offers a salute, but it's unusually slow and deliberate in contrast to the brisk form those of the Guardian Corps are taught to always use... and the short bow that accompanies it is distinctly PSICOM-esque - and practiced - as well. She's clearly not just imitating it here. ]

Lieutenant Claire Farron, if you'll recall. [ As in she's pretty sure everyone on Cocoon knows who she is after the incident in Nautilus, but it seems best to stick to the rails in this case. Yeah, she's being awfully formal in demeanor and speech... though really, not as much as she could be. As soon as she straightens, she lets out a breath. ]

... Although it's just Instructor Farron, now.

[toomanyverses.livejournal.com]

...working, already?

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

I prefer to be prepared. [A brief smile.] Is it that unusual to be working at this time?

[toomanyverses.livejournal.com]

I know many people who would avoid working at any time.

[These people being Greece and a great deal of his population, but shh, no one needs to know.]

[legendarycharm.livejournal.com]

[After spending a year on the road going from one mission to another, it feels rather odd to be inside Garden once again.

Feeling oddly caged in Mae heads for the Quad for some fresh air. Finding Cid working away is honestly just a bonus as far as she's concerned.

>1. Isn't this nostalgic?
2. Worried about the new quarter?
3. You should really lighten up, Raines.]

Well isn't this nostalgic? [She's teasing as she kneels down to get a look at the books in his little pile.] You always have had a penchant for the quad, haven't you? Even when we were cadets.

[Standing up she brushes the knees of her pants absently.]

It's good to see that some things haven't changed at least.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid looks up from the text he's reading, closing the book after a moment and folding his gloved hands over the cover.]

I am a man who loves the open sky. If I cannot be in it, then let me at least look at it. [He offers Mae a smile and gestures at the bench.] Please, have a seat.

Have you settled back into the Garden yet?

[legendarycharm.livejournal.com]

That's right. You've mentioned that your world has ships that fly in the sky. It's still a little hard for me to imagine, but from how you've described it, it must be wonderful.

Thank you. [She settles down onto the bench with a smile, turning slightly to face him her hands settling neatly onto her lap. It seems court manners die hard sometimes.]

I have. It's quite a bit easier to get settled in now than it used to be. I guess I've finally adapted to this world.

What about you? I hear you haven't been back very long either.

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

[Botan was just coming through the Quad, her own notebooks and texts in hand, when she saw something familiar and... well, she just couldn't resist. Grinning like the cat she could be, she snuck up behind him and peeked over Cid's shoulder.]

My, don't you have quite the deal planned this upcoming semester~

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

Botan!

[Cid jerked his head over to look at her, but his surprise quickly gave way to a smile.]

It will be my first time teaching, so I would like to start off on the right foot.

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

[Botan pulled back slightly, putting a kimono clad hand to her mouth as she gave a soft laugh at Cid's reaction. It was quite a guilty pleasure of hers to be able to do that, at times.]

Well then, hello Instructor! [Teasing. She steps to the side and comes around to sit next to him, setting her own books down.] Ah, it's not as bad as it seems. Most of the cadets are quite lovely, just like from our years. Hmm~ What are you teaching?

... let's just pretend that this isn't ridiculously late? ;;

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[As he's walking through the quad, Sazh spots someone he recognizes.]

Look who we have here.

Late? What is this late you speak of? ;D

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid glances up from the notebook he's writing in. He looks a little apologetic as he offers Sazh a small smile.]

Sazh. What a pleasure to see you here.

;; <33

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

Hey, same for you. [He sits down next to Cid.]

Are you taking notes for your class?