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{intro to gunblade 1400 - 1700 / open to whoever's interested!}

[It's 1345. Fifteen minutes until the afternoon classes begin. It's still early and he doesn't expect any of the cadets to show up until five to. But by now, they should all be used to the strict schedule Garden adheres to and are just finishing their lunch in the Cafeteria. Squall's in one of the 2F classrooms. There are eight types of gunblades still in their leather and metal carrying cases with the lids down laid out over long tables that stretch out just in front of the main teacher's desk.

Once the cadets start coming in, if any, he'll open their cases and begin the class.

For now he's standing off to the side, arms crossed over his chest and lost in thought, dressed in his Commander's jacket. Outside it's not the best of afternoons for a Friday; gray, cloudy, the weather not sure if it wants to rain or storm.

Oddly enough, he isn't expecting many to show interest. But there's still fifteen minutes!]

[OOC; Hey there, October 1st! Cadets who are signed up or attending his INTRO TO GUNBLADES afternoon class have permission to miss out on their courses for that afternoon. How we're going to do this can be up to you; if you want to have your character talk with Squall just one-on-one, then let me know and mark it in your subject. If you want to do it party style and allow other cadets to join and threadjack, go for it! I'll be throwing him around everywhere in here so - lessgooooooo]

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[The door's going to slide open now and Akiela is going to poke her head in, glancing around uncertainly. When she spots him, she smiles and steps in.]

Introduction to gunblades... right?

[He turns to look back at the cadet and then turns to face them, nodding once.]

That's right.

Then you must be Commander Leonhart. [She crosses her arm over her chest, making a fist above her heart in salute.] Thank you for taking the time to instruct today.

[He gives her another nod.] Sit wherever you want.

[Right down to business, this one. She feels a little nostalgic at the thought of it.]

Yes sir. [Sorry Squall, until you nix the "Commander" bit, she'll go right on calling you that.]

Any questions before I begin?

[Considering how things have been lately, showing up late really does make sense right about now. Stubborn as ever though, Rinoa shows up fifteen minutes early, ignoring how common sense dictates she should handle this. Instead she's set on trying to act like nothing has changed and everything was like it always had been.If she behaves the same energetic way as normal then maybe he wouldn't pick up on the fact that there were still entirely too many things bothering her or that she's not been sleeping very well lately. She's also hoping that Laguna hadn't spilled the beans and told Squall about how she'd grilled him for new about her fa... about Caraway. ~~Really she's probably just lucky that there's class so he can't lecture her about about much because there isn't time.~~

So with that in mind, she walks up to Squall who's clearly spending entirely too much time in his head]

So should we be calling you Instructor Leonhart now or is it Commander Instructor Leonhart? [She smiles and tilts her head then, looking entirely too amused with the situation as a whole.] I'm surprised you agreed to do this, it's really nice of yuo.

[~~He did know that you couldn't teach a class with long amounts of silence and the occasional whatever, right?~~]

Edited 2010-10-01 13:12 (UTC)

[He should have known she would pop in for the class. Gunblades or not. And he has no problem with her sitting in and listening and learning; he's kind of looking forward to introducing the weapons and explaining them and all that classroom-y stuff. But after the whole situation that had gone down a while back between them- nothing has changed for him, he still cares for her, still wants to be friends. And hey - maybe they can work things out, who knows.

For now Squall turns at the sound of her voice and returns the smile with a brief one of his own.]

Commander is fine.

[Who could predict how Squall's going to react to finding out that she was super serious about learning how to use a gunblade? The situation in and of itself could end up going either very good or comically bad depending on how things went. Either way he'll find Rinoa to be an eager student at least, so there wouldn't be too much of a problem on that front.

Still the smile is unexpected, though a nice surprise. His words, also not expected, make her pause before she responds accordingly.]

I thought you hated being called Commander. Why the change of heart?

I'm not exactly Instructor material.

[His reply is a little on the dry side but it's true. He's hardly fit to be an instructor and teach a class. This was all Cid's idea to begin with.]

It's kind of funny. Wasn't it not very long ago that you were saying that you weren't Commander material?

[See this face? Rinoa's entirely too amused with the current situation. Of course it was Cid's idea. It's always Cid's idea, that's how he got stuck being Commander in the first place.]

I don't think it's funny at all.

[Like that was anything new.]

Of course you don't. [Make of that what you want to Squall.] Still, weren't you frowning at us not that long ago for daring to call you Commander? [Well not that long ago + twenty years, but that doesn't count.]

I take it you've gotten used to the position then?

Don't really have a choice in the matter.

[That was very like Squall, even Rinoa has long since realized that he could just walk away from the position at any time if he really wanted to. (and really who could have stopped him?) Of course, Squall just isn't the sort of guy who'd do that.]

I guess you're right. I still think you're going to be a great instructor though.

[Nope. And he wouldn't do that to the Headmaster, not when the guy seemed so sure of him and his ability to lead and take charge.]

... Thanks.

[Squall gives her a small smile. He can't help but wonder if things are better between them.]

[He's a dependable guy really, even if he does keep telling people not to count on him.]

You're welcome. It's just the truth though, so you really don't have to thank me you know.

[She smiles back, even as she wonders just how long ~~they~~ she can act like everything's okay. Maybe when everything is over, she'll try out for an acting career because she'll have had a bunch of practice.]

['Whatever' is on the tip of his tongue. He doesn't know what else to say. Things are awkward now.]

I don't think so...

[That's because he almost always falls back on that phrase whenever he doesn't know what to say. And considering how often he tends to say it, that means he normally doesn't know what to say.]

Maybe not for you, but it's my truth. So it should be fine.

Think so?

[Her truth.]

I do. After all truth doesn't have to be the same for everyone, right? [She smiles, eyes wrinkling a little at the corners.] Zell really likes hot dogs, probably thinks they're the best food ever. I think they're okay, but they're certainly not my favorite. Hot dogs being super delicious beyond compare? That's Zell's truth, but not mine. Same kind of thing, see?

[It's something she'd thought about a lot lately, after all everyone was sure it was the truth that sorceresses were dangerous and bad. Her truth, obviously, had to be something else entirely. She probably needed to stop reading books in the psychology section of the library for a while regardless.]

[Luki arrives with ten minutes to spare. She's excited enough about this class to be punctual and to actually care about making a good impression. Mostly because gunblades, in her mind, are one of the coolest inventions ever. She skips into the classroom with her gunblade. It's a fairly nice yet basic model, and she's decorated the hilt of it with black and pink ribbon.]

Are we going to learn something fun today? I already practiced a bit in the Training Center.

[Squall just blinks at the sight of her gunblade. And doesn't comment.]

Have a seat.

[Minato arrives right after Luki. Also wanting to make a good impression, he's wearing the cadet uniform this day (which isn't all that impressive, given how he alternates between wearing that and his Gekkoukan uniform) and had actually left his headphones in his room all day. He's wondering if Junpei will take this class as well - a gunblade sounds like something right up his alley.

He recognizes Squall from the few entrance ceremonies he had been sighted on, and, recalling last quarter's Garden Code class, gives the salute.]

Good afternoon, Commander.

[Obedience doesn't come naturally to Luki, but she takes a seat as instructed. It's right in the front row, and she's watching Squall with her mismatched eyes wide with barely contained enthusiasm. After a moment, she raises her hand. She doesn't wait to be called on to speak, but she's at least learning some manners.]

Are we going to go to the Training Center for part of the lessons, Mister Commander Leonhart Sir?

[There's multiple forms of proper address around here. Luki didn't pay attention to what was supposed to be used when, so she'll cover all of the ones she can]

[Squall nods to Minato.]

Good afternoon.

[Then he looks over at Luki, a furrow in his brow.]

It's possible.

[Minato goes over to take a seat, eyeing the cases along the way, to wait for the class to start.]

[Luki's practically bouncing in her seat now with the prospect of a hands on lesson in the Training Center. It's way more interesting than sitting through the academic classes]

[Squall moves to the front of the class where the cases sit. He begins to undo the latches, pushing up the lids one-by-one as he goes along, revealing eight different types of gunblades within the plush casing. Each one of them carries a round of six bullets off to the side.

Once that's complete he turns to address the small group of cadets.]

Introduction to Gunblades is a one-day only three hour long course. We'll go over the basics for now and possibly later on, a test run in the Training Center.

[Seeing as Rinoa was so intent on learning to use a Gunblade, Ryu figures he should learn a little about the weapon itself. After all, the mental image it brought up was Momo's bazooka attached to a sword, and he didn't see any way that could be practical.]

It's good to see you again.

[He offers Squall a wave, which turns into a salute. Military formalities are still a tad foreign to the boy, but he's learning.]

[Squall returns that wave-turned-into-salute with a short nod.]

Cadet.

You look well today, good. I should thank you, understanding the Gunblade a bit better might help me train someone.

You might need to check into specializing in bladed weapons if you want to train someone.

I'm fairly confident in my skills. I've been using a sword since I was a kid.

Ryu? [Rinoa notices him after a while and walks over to say hello.] I didn't really expect to see you here.

Hey, Rinoa. [Her greeting is met with a smile.] Well, I should learn whatever I can while I'm here, right?

I guess that makes sense. [She smiles back, tilting her head a little.] This wouldn't be partially so you can help me better at all, would it?

[He shrugs in response.] I guess I can't hide my intentions around you, can I?

No way! [She smiles at that, clearly pleased even if it's not the entire truth.] Maybe I should become a detective someday instead of a SeeD.

It might suit you. [The thought made him chuckle a little.] I figure that whatever I can learn here, maybe it can help people back home.

You really think so? [She just smiles, honestly glad that he's taking the class too.] I hope so, it'd be nice to at least get something out of this whole mess, right?

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{intro to gunblade 1400 - 1700 / open to whoever's interested!}

Want to talk to Squall but I never turn down a party~

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Alone's fine, but people joining in isn't so bad either.

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Whichever is fine~

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/inserts this in as a ~sometime after the intitial thread~ time slots

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