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[ Here's a Lightning, walking - more like marching - her way down the circular path of the first floor, her destination in mind being the 2nd Floor. Her stride is brisk and long, the red cape of her attire flowing in her wake, and if one notices, there's a small frown on her face. The reason for this face? Why, it's mission time! ]

Bullying... Hn.

[ In a way, taking on this Mission (2) was more Snow's thing... But Lightning also isn't very lenient about bullying, so if anyone wants to join her for whatever reason, feel free! ]

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I don't know...they might get a little stubborn.

[Like Snow. As they climb the stairs to the second floor, Hope keeps his eyes peeled for someone big and bully-like.]

Which reminds me of a certain stubborn idiot...

[ She also keeps on the lookout for anyone suspicious. Maybe the bully's preying on another hapless victim? They shall find out! ]

[After a few steps, Hope stops, spotting something. Rather, it's really hard not to spot them, considering they're large and rotund enough to be blocking half the hallway with their frame, especially as the large, slimy-looking student bends over, trapping a frightened-looking female student against the wall.]

Hey, you!

[ Lightning's eyes spot that, too, and marches over to the student. Without warning, she grabs his shoulder and pulls him off of the female student. ]

That's enough.

Where's the card!

[Just like a good little sidekick, this one. Plus, he's not about to go...searching the guy for it. The culprit, caught red-handed, mumbles something about not having one, though.]

[ Aw, Hope going tough. Her frown deepens and she nudges - more like slaps - the guy in the shoulder. ]

We don't have time for your games. We know you have the card.

[That's right, the kid has some mettle, even if he'd bounce right off all that flab if he tried what Lightning did. Like most bullies, the cadet cowers in the face of someone who is clearly stronger and not about to take any of his intimidation farce, and just as he does, the sliver of something peeks out from the corner of his chest pocket. Hope jumps up to snatch it up, but unfortunately doesn't manage to escape the suffocating circle of the student's arms as he tries to get back the stolen goods.]

What- hey! Let go! Get off!

[ On instinct, Lightning moves to tear the bully off of Hope immediately, which she does with little effort because she is much stronger and much more trained than this lowly cadet. In a flash, Lightning has the bully down on the floor, face pressed to the clean ground and her knee pressing into the back of his spine. She keeps up the pressure before glancing back at Hope. ]

Hope, are you all right?

[Hope stumbles once free, rubbing at his stomach. That student had a surprisingly strong grip, for someone otherwise so weak. He looks a little sheepish at having to be saved, but he's grateful.]

Yeah, I'm fine.

[He holds up the card. Its shiny coating reflects in the light.]

Is this the one?

[ Narrows her eyes at the card, scanning it, then nods, putting one final squeeze on the bully before she finally lets off of him. ]

Don't let us catch you do anything again.

[Like a scared mouse (a very large one), the bully makes a squeak and bolts off as soon as he's free. The student he had been harassing, after watching the entire scene unfold, turns large, admiring eyes to Lightning and blushes, murmuring her gratitude. Hope turns to her.]

You okay?

[Sorry, too starry-eyed to notice the boy, apparently. She nods mutely, still transfixed, and Hope looks between her and his friend for a moment, stifling a laugh behind his hand.]

[ Lightning watches the bully scurry away with his tail tucked in between his legs before turning to the girl. She blinks at the way the girl is looking at her, but brushes it off. ]

If he harasses you again, contact the staff, or us. [ Gestures to her and Hope. ] I'm Lightning; he's Hope.

[Flushing a little, the girl nods and scurries off almost as quickly as the bully had, except in the opposite direction. After watching her go, Hope holds out the card to Lightning.]

Here. You need this to collect, right?

[ Takes the card with a nod of thanks. ]

Not necessarily for me. [ Pauses. ] Thank you, Hope.

[Oh, a rare 'thank you' indeed. Not having expected it, Hope blinks wide-eyed at her for a second before it registers.]

No, uh! It's...it was nothing.

Come on. We need to deliver this to our requester to complete the mission.

[ Begins walking back to the elevator. ]

[Right then, following right after her, before he catches himself bounding off like a puppy on her heels. After that, Hope stiffens, and schools himself into walking much more calmly, adult-like, and mature, and all that jazz. Yeah.]

[ Glances back. ] How are you doing in your classes, Hope?

They're fine. Didn't think I'd get back into the routine of school this soon again, but it's not that bad. How about yours? I don't see you around as much as the others.

They're easy enough. The drills they put us through remind me of my own cadet days.

[He smiles to himself; it figures that Light the Soldier would always take things in stride.]

All our running around has made things easier. The hardest thing is not to use l'cie magic without using their 'junctioning' system. I still haven't gotten used to that yet.

[Hope lifts his head.]

By the way, has yours stopped growing? Your brand.

[He pulls the cloth higher on his arm to examine his own, which hasn't budged since arriving here, and in fact, has started to take on a frosted appearance, like Fang's. Then, what he says catches up with him, and he realizes that Lightning's brand is in a less convenient location.]

Umm, I mean. If you've seen it. You don't have to check it now.

[ She gets what he means, yeah. She nods. ]

Mine is frozen over. Seems like that's how things turned out for us all who are here.

Maybe even the fal'cie couldn't keep up with the Time Compression business. If it's stronger than the fal'cie, maybe it even has something to do with that Maker that Barthandelus keeps on talking about.

[Well. Isn't that heavy conversation for a normal afternoon. Hope shakes his head, clearing it.]

Anyway, let's just return that card for now.

[ Lightning actually does try to think on that line, but at Hope's dismissal, she might as well follow suit. She nods. ]

Right. [ And to the elevator they go. ]

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you're a hero, light

and you're an sidekick, hope

QUICK, LIGHT. TO THE AWESOMEMOBILE.

AKA MY PONY AND YOUR FORTRESS

ABOUT THAT...Alexander's not that great at moving...

He can... be a shield.

...That's about...all he CAN be.

Or a squishy wizard.

Safer to go with Alexander the Shield.

But what about Hope?

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