Train Station, Balamb, Tuesday Morning Fandom Time

[angelo_wings]

When Rinoa had received Tara's message, she had acted quickly. Her first call had been to Squall, and her second to Belle. She packed quickly left it to Squall to arrange the portal; he was quicker at organizing details than she could be, anyway.

Her house was depressing, and would mean talking to her father, which was complicated. So she had told Tara to meet her at Balamb Garden, which was currently docked near its original home on the island of Balamb. The flying school was big enough to allow for privacy; there were always extra students' quarters. And if she needed to get away from the crowd, they could take the Ragnarok out somewhere secluded.

For now, Rinoa was waiting just outside of the train station, where the portal was supposed to arrive. What if the portal didn't show up here, after all? Or what if it had shown up early and Tara had started wandering and gotten lost?

Okay, so Rinoa was worrying. Worrying was silly, so she was going to stop worrying and instead try waiting. The two didn't look much different to the untrained eye.

(for Tara (and Squall if he'd like as well) -- Squall and Tara-modding done with permission. NFB, since off-island.)