01 | action, arrival

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

[This place again? Well, it isn't so bad. Of course, she'll probably later get an earful for tracking dirt on the freshly polished quad floor. Oh well. If the janitory wants to pick a fight, that is just fine with her. He should just know that Fran is in no real mood to start a squabble. But then...when is she ever? Unless Balthier's butt is on the line, she's content to be idifferent.

She walks over the nearest bench and drops her duffles and carry-ons. She'd traveled light for the trip in the first place, so she'd only taken one and two packs that weren't heavily filled or very large in weight.]

Hmm.

[She pulls the letter from Cid from her pocket and seats herself next to her bags. She's already read it once, but she'll re-read it again until someone comes by. She's not really a social kind of person, but one thing she's learned while at Garden that forever remains a constant? You never really can have a moment to yourself.

So Fran welcomes interruption.]

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[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

['Nother day hangin' out in the quad, kickin' his blitzball around, and --]

[Whoa!]

[Not sure exactly what he's seeing here, but whatever she is, he's in favor of it!]

Hey there! Y'must be new, I know I'd have noticed if I saw you around before!

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

I have been before.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Musta been while I was out tryin' ta find a decent Blitzball Stadium, 'cuz I know I'd remember you!

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

Really.

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Trust me, ya kinda stick out. [That's just a turn of phrase. It's not a reference to her ears. Or anything else. Swear.]

I know it's a long shot, but they got Blitzball where ya come from?

[bahamutgal.livejournal.com]

New one, eh?

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

Not at all.

[werepanther]

[Running and smoking had never been the best combination in the world. Although Tom's learned this lesson a million times, it always hurt to learn it again. So, after a slightly dramatic sigh and attempt to catch his breath, he flops down beside Fran and offers her a sheepish smile.]

Hey. Don't think I've seen you in a while! [Or at all, but Tom's too friendly to admit it outright.]

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

Hello, Thomas.

[werepanther]

How's it going? [Nope, not going to leave her alone until she asks.] Mission went well, I'm hoping?

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

It was acceptable. [Eyes go to him.] You have gotten taller.

[werepanther]

Seriously? But I thought I stopped growing... [Still, the compliment makes him blush.]

What're you doing in the meantime? Relaxing or whatever it is you vieras do?

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

Training. I am always training, Thomas.

[werepanther]

Right. How could I forget? [slight laugh as he rises to his feet] I know! You want me to meet you in the Training Center later?

[eiusumbra]

[On his usual rounds around Garden, Shadow spots ears. Rabbit ears. That's unusual, even for him.]

If you're lost, you won't get far staying here.

[shotgunbunny.livejournal.com]

I am not lost.