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[burntglory.livejournal.com]

["...if you have any further questions please do not hesitate to contact myself or a SeeD."]

[Seifer isn't pleased after he skims his letter and rereads everything twice. Was this a joke? This had to be the worst joke ever. Considering where he had just been and what he had done? And now he was back here of all places?

Something wasn't right, something was definitely not right. And it was in the form of "Unfortunately you have been transported to our time via Time Compression by the work of a powerful Sorceress...".

Fuck. His. Life.

What is his life? Setting himself up to be fucked over by sorceresses, that's what.

So before the Faculty can find him and snatch him up to escort him to the Headmaster's office, Seifer's going there on his own free will... even if he can't access 3F himself.]

[ooc: wednesday: sorry replies are slow! it's inventory @ work today&tomorrow so we're kind of busting tail on getting everything marked and counted. it's really not fun but thank you for your patience ♥;; ]

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[gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com]

[In passing on the way to the cafeteria, Maria happens to glance by at the figure stalking angrily towards the elevator.]

[And stops.]

[And begins to follow, quite unsubtly, her eyes wide as can be.]

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Oh Seifer's pretty ticked off, that's for sure. He's that pissed that he doesn't realize there's someone following him, his letter and course catalog clenched in his fist.]

[gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com]

[That's okay! Like a teenage girl with a pop idol, it doesn't even occur to him that he WOULD notice her attention!]

[This is so cool! Oh, oh! Did he have his gunblade with him?]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Quistis spots that familiar grey trench coat.. and for the first time in quite a while, she actually feels relief upon catching sight of it. Which is amazing in itself, considering all the things that he had done to them in the past.

But that doesn't matter at the moment. Because seeing Seifer back means that Squall could be back, as well.

Nonetheless, she approaches him, a stack of papers in her arms.]

Where have you been, Seifer?

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Seifer tenses at the sound of that voice, stopping in his tracks. He turns to look at the blond, inwardly cringing. Hard not to considering that she'd had a hand in handing him his ass on a silver platter.

The muscle in his cheek flexes as he grits his teeth.]

Stupid question to ask, don't you think? You know where I've been.

[She's just wasting his time.]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Her brows furrow-- she's definitely familiar with this hostile side of Seifer, though there seems to be something else beneath it all. It's a bit unsettling, but Quistis refuses to back down.]

What are you talking about? No, I don't know where you've been. Rinoa has been looking for you ever since you disappeared weeks ago.

[brightens]

[ Vanille was walking down the stairs off the elevator when she spots him and smiles, waving. ]

Hi! Feeling any better-?

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Who is this bright-haired girl waving at him? Seifer directs his scowl onto her instead.]

Who the hell are you, and why are you talkin' to me like we're best friends?

[brightens]

[ Lowers her arm, and tilts her head instead. ]

It's, ah... Vanille, remember? [ They were never best friends, though... She's just friendly. ]

I guess you're not feeling okay after all.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[Japan doesn't recognize Seifer. All he recognizes is that he's headed towards the 3rd floor. And that there's a letter in his hand... A familiar type of letter...

He had met a lot of faculty, and this person didn't seem to match up. Okay no, he was quite certain that a person with that sort of appearance and expression couldn't be a teacher. He was definitely a student! So going to the 3rd floor... That wasn't allowed, was it? Well a helpful reminder couldn't hurt, right? sob Japan I thought you could read the atmosphere]

Ah... Excuse me. Going to the third floor requires clearance from a faculty member.

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Brow twitching Seifer stops and turns to look at whoever is stopping him.]

You don't think I don't know that?

[He looks him up and down and thrusts out the letter in his hand.] The hell is this crap anyways?

[fierybluebird]

Oi Seifer. Welcome back.

[Shoves a small stack of paperwork on him. That's right, random drive-by accosting from a pineapple man. Business as usual.] Not that it's possible, but if you disappear again a contingency plan would be nice. Trying to sort through all this is a bit of a hassle. Even with less classes this semester.

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Seifer doesn't have much time to react to the pineapple man pushing the paperwork on him, but it's reflex to try to grasp at the papers, grabbing them away from his chest.]

What do I look like to you? Do your own bloody damn homework!

[rebellingheart]

[Speaking of Rinoa's who'd been looking for him, guess who just found him? Right when she hadn't been looking for him even so it takes her a moment to register that Seifer is, indeed, right where he should be more or less.

Marching up to him, she waggles a finger at him while trying to manage a mock frown. It doesn't work too well as she's feeling pretty smile-y at the moment.]

Next time if you're going to go off you could at least tell us first. Do you know how many hours I spent looking for you?

[She leans back, not even bothering to hide her smile now.]

I'm glad you're back and okay. So.. where'd you go? It couldn't have been a mission, because you're not a SeeD yet either.

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[The last thing Seifer remembers about Rinoa was how he'd held onto her so tightly, insisting that it was Ultimecia's wish for the sorceresses to be one. He remembers the entire scene perfectly, the terror and hurt in her eyes, her pleading expression and voice...

...Squall defeating him earlier and then following, shouting--

This was a nightmare all coming back to him, it had to be. One minute he was so close to feeding her to Adel and then the next... here she is, smiling at him, chastising him for having kept her waiting all this time. She was... happy? Happy to see him? Happy to have him back?

It's in that brief moment of staring down at her, into her face, that his emotions are clear; disbelief, confusion, a touch of anguish at what he had nearly done to her.

Without thinking Seifer takes a step away from her, the emotions from seconds ago replaced by a furrowed brow and the fact that he's trying to mask what came through earlier.]

...why?

[moogle-ribbon.livejournal.com]

[]

Do you ever smile?

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

What the hell's growin' outta your forehead?

[Stares down at her with a confused scowl.]

[redcinemareel]

Hi, Seifer~! [Passes by him, waving with her usual sharp grin.]

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Another redhead... But on closer inspection Seifer's not too thrilled at the sight of those sharp teeth.]

Anyone ever tell you filin' your teeth down like that's bad?

[killurseawitch.livejournal.com]

[She was passing by, but... he looks kind of roughed up.]

Are you alright?

[Going to his side right away, she doesn't really get everything about this place yet, but nobody likes to see others in this state at least she doesn't.]

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[Woah, who knew Garden was harboring smokin' hot redheads! Too bad that doesn't deter Seifer who shoots Ariel an annoyed scowl. Just how many more people are going to stop him?]

What do you care? You don't know me and I don't remember you, go find someone else to bug.

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[Figures the slagged dreg's wandering around. Robin immediately presses himself against the nearest wall and tries not to attract any attention.

... It might've worked, had he not kicked over a houseplant in the process.]

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[The crash causes Seifer to pause and throw a look over his shoulder in its direction. He narrows his eyes; why should he care what goes on around this dump? He's no longer welcome here, he no longer thinks of this place as 'home.']

[shops-a-lot.livejournal.com]

[Seifer's looking pretty banged up. She has to wonder where he's been, but wherever it was, it probably wasn't pleasant.]

You should go to the infirmary, Seifer.

[burntglory.livejournal.com]

[It should be a good thing, shouldn't it? That everyone seems to know his name and know who he is. Well it's not, he's just about fed up.]

Unless the Headmaster's in there, I don't need to.