Docked in Dollet - OPEN to everyone in Garden

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[At 0900 hours, the announcement bell chimes and once again a voice much more youthful than the Headmaster's begins to speak.]

Good morning, inhabitants of Balamb Garden! This is your pilot Nida speaking. Now that we're docked in Dollet, it's time to get our vacation on! That's right - everyone's free to leave Garden and stretch their legs. Hyne knows I will! [He sounds so eager and can't help but give a little laugh.]

Please remember to stay safe while exploring and don't go getting into too much trouble! Oh! I forgot - curfew. I know I know. Not something you want to hear, s-sorry! Anyways. About that curfew. Good news! All cadets are given an extra half-hour in which they must return to Garden for the remainder of the night. Instead of having to check in at 2300 hours, curfew for this week is 2330 hours.

Don't worry though. We'll be here all week! Plenty of time to sight see and whatever else you want to get done.

Have fun, everyone! Maybe we'll bump into each other.

[The announcement ends, and the intercom clicks off.]


[Mod note: Here's the kick off to the week of vacation for the cadets! For those who are unfamiliar with Dollet, information about the city can be found here. Students are free to roam around the city or keep within Garden if they so desire. The second term will start August 1st-- until then, it's vacation time!

Party-style tags/threads are more than welcome. Mingle, chat, action!

Also note; if there are any interested in trying their hand at getting Siren while in Dollet, more information can be found here. Feel free to PM us and we'll help you set that up. :)]

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[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[Another groan from the Commander and he drags a hand down his face, not bothering to look at the girls as they scurry out of the pub. Squall glances at Quistis and says nothing, taking in her disheveled state. Then he's tearing his eyes away and clears his throat, shifting to right the chair and then pull himself up, one hand cupping under her arm to help her to her feet.]

... This can't be good.

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[She picks up the fallen hair clip just before Squall helps her up, and she can't help but be surprised by the gesture. But at his words, Quistis gives a heavy sigh. No, this definitely couldn't.]

Well, what's done has been done. [She gives a small shrug, a hand tucking her hair behind an ear.]

Right, I think we've had enough for the day-- time to head back.

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

[Xu just sits. Might as well finish her drink... cause she has a feeling there's going to be a lot of gin in her future. Oh well. She and the bathroom are going to get well acquainted again.]

Well, we know what happened... that's all that matters.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

That's besides the point. [Squall sits in his chair and takes up his mug. He chugs it, literally, and in a matter of moments the alcohol is all gone and he's pushing his empty mug to the center where the shot glasses sit.]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Seeing that both of her companions had taken back to drinking again, Quistis slides back into her own chair, though she doesn't touch her mug.]

Well, there's nothing we can do about it now.

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

[Drinking was the only way to get their mind off of this, Quistis! She slid her mug to the center, leaning back in her chair.]

Exactly. Might as well get our mind off of it.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

You two can deal with that yourselves. [And Squall stands, rubbing the shoulder he had landed on with Quistis falling on him.]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Geez Squall, you're like a hot potato with all that sitting and standing. Quistis then looks over at Xu, crossing her arms over her chest.]

Am I really going to have to be the one to carry you back to Garden?

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

[If Squall wanted to be a party pooper, then fine. This was something to laugh at. So what if there was gossip? They knew what really happened.]

I'm not the one red in the face, Quistis.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure she's done for the night. [Looks between Xu and Quistis, eyes settling on her. She is pretty red in the face.]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[She lifts a hand to touch her cheek, but she's also frowning.] I'm not red in the face. I'm completely fine. And I think Squall's right-- no more drinks for you.

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

[Xu scowled, crossing her arms over her chest.]

Whatever. I could drink the both of you under the table.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

... I was actually referring to you. Quistis. [Lifts a brow at his former instructor.]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Well. The mistaking of his words only causes Quistis to flush a bit deeper-- has she really had that much? She averts her gaze while trying to appear dignified.] Like I said, I'm fine.

[And a sip of her untouched beer for emphasis.]

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh, sure. If you were fine, you wouldn't be sipping.

She gives Quistis a sage nod. Xu knew what she was talking about.]

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[Squall watches her sipping her beer and sighs, rolling his eyes. No other choice. He sits back down, bringing up a leg to cross over the other with his ankle rested at his knee.]

. . .

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes flicker at her best friend's words.]

Is that a challenge, Xu?

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

I'm just saying that if you weren't that drunk, you wouldn't be sipping your beer.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[At the back of his mind Squall wonders who's turn it was to buy rounds. He says nothing about it, though, and hopes they'll keep him out of their little pissing/drinking challenge.]

. . .

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Without another word, Quistis finishes off the mug of beer, not even pausing for a breath.]

There. Happy?

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

[SMug look is smug. That was her plan all along.]

I knew you could do it.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[A part of him feels bad for his former instructor. Squall can't stand beer. Even if he had chugged it back earlier just to humor them. He leans back in his chair and glances over at the bartender before looking back at the girls.]

. . .

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[She frowns at that smug look she's so familiar with.]

We're not done. [And she looked over to Squall now, giving him a pointed look.]

It's your round.

[heartranked.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah, it was his turn to buy drinks. Though Xu was really hoping he wouldn't bring back any more gin.

She didn't want to burn the rest of her internal organs tonight, really.]

How much longer do you plan on going, hm?

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

... This is the last round you're getting, understood? [And he pushes himself out of the chair, frowning to himself, to go to the bar and look at the selection of bottles along the back wall.]