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Witches Reign NPCs ([personal profile] wrnpcs) wrote in [community profile] witchesreign2010-07-27 04:50 am

Docked in Dollet - OPEN to everyone in Garden

[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. :)]

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[She's pinching the bridge of her nose now, her mind clouded-- she has to clench her eyes shut, as everything was beginning to look unsteady and strange. When she finally looks up, she begins to slide out of her chair.]

I think... it's time we head back.

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He ignores Xu and also rises out of his seat, ignoring the way the alcohol just slams him with a head rush and some dizziness. But he does take a step back just to pause and make sure he's got his balance still. It's feeling a little hot in the pub as well, so getting outside for some fresh air is probably a good thing.]

Agreed. Fresh air will do us all good right about now.

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[This was the moment of truth. If she could stand without swaying it would be a small victory tonight. She stands, placing her hands flat on the table. Eyes closed, breathe deeply... oh man, the room's spinning.

Another breath.]


It's really warm in here too. Let's get out of here.

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
[She has to grip the side of the table when she fully stands, her world a little off balance now. She attempts to right it by closing her eyes for a fleeting moment, but when her lashes flutter open, it's like she's in a permanent state of vertigo.]

The sooner we get back to Garden, the better.

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Moving away from the table and the girls, Squall goes to pay his tab. Twelve shots of gin, or at least that's how much he calculates. His shoulder's still a little stiff from earlier and he idly rolls it, returning to them.]

... Let's go.

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[She paid her rounds at the bar when she bought them, so there's nothing to worry about. The first step is tentative, to make sure she's okay walking. There will be no straight lines, however.]

We should be okay. No embarrassing moments in front of Cadets... just a quiet walk back to Garden.

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Quistis doesn't even bother to reply to Xu, too focused on the task of walking. She manages to make it to the door without any incidents, and when she's met by the cool breeze brought in by the evening, she can't help but give a content sigh.]

Much better.

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
[He couldn't agree more, grateful that they were so agreeing with leaving the pub. Maybe now the fresh air would help clear their minds. Squall shrugs out of his jacket without thinking about it, the leather stifling, and decides to carry instead, dressed in just the usual leather pants (which feel as equally suffocating) and white wife-beater (yes. a wife-beater).]

. . .

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, if the leather pants were suffocating, he really should take them off. Just saying.

She takes in a deep breath, feeling a little bit better.]


You know what would be perfect right now? A game of Triple Triad.

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite her hazy head, Quistis manages to shoot Xu a look.]

You're kidding, right?

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
Psh, whatever. You're just mad cause I'd probably beat you, Quistis.

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
[And that makes her stop dead in her tracks. She gives Xu a long look, before smirking.]

Hardly. But if you're so desperate to lose some of your most prized cards, then I am more than willing to accept your challenge.

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He tunes them out, not caring to listen to their bickering about cards. Instead he focuses his eyes on the sky above; Squall didn't think the evening would pass by as fast as it had.]

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I wasn't necessarily thinking losing cards, but more articles of clothing...

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
['Come again?' is exactly what Squall's thinking, his attention jerked away from the sky over to Xu. He's looking at her like she's just lost her mind, both brows lifted in surprise at the suggestion.]

... What...?

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Xu stared at them both incredulously. Really. Really? They were all drunk and the both of them were still going to be lumps on a log? Ugh. SO frustrating!]

Well, it seems like a good idea. It's exciting, at least.

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-05 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[She's just going to keep walking now (very unsteadily), pretending she didn't hear Xu's suggestion.]

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-05 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Squall glances at Quistis. Knowing her she's likely to trip. He doesn't expect Xu to grab her.]

What you two do, that's your business.

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-07 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Psh Squall. She'd catch Quistis if she fell... and probably fall as well. Oh well. It was the thought that mattered.]

It had been an idea to include you, but no matter. We'll just have to come up with something else to do. Right Quistis?

[identity profile] whiplashings.livejournal.com 2010-08-07 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
I plan on taking a long nap.

[identity profile] renzokukens.livejournal.com 2010-08-07 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[And he stayed quiet the entire time they talked.]

[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com 2010-08-07 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Xu rolled her eyes, sighing melodramatically. Hyne, her friends were so lame sometimes.]