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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.)

Date: 2011-08-17 02:52 am (UTC)
life_inshadow: ([neu] are you kidding?)
From: [personal profile] life_inshadow
"To do what?" Tara asked, genuinely concerned. "I, um ... I haven't really talked to people, besides asking if I could stay with them."

Date: 2011-08-17 01:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
Squall shrugged. "I dunno. Stuff. Magic stuff. I'm not really sure how we ended up winning this time; just that it involved magic or whatever. More magic always helps."

Date: 2011-08-17 03:07 pm (UTC)
life_inshadow: ([neu] are you kidding?)
From: [personal profile] life_inshadow
"No, I mean -- what happened? Did something attack?" Tara's voice was concerned.

Date: 2011-08-17 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
"...I'm not sure," Squall answered. And the fact that he wasn't pained him.

"An evil meteor spread an infection that turned people into monsters and couldn't be cured, even by magic. Rinoa almost..."

(I can't bear thinking about it.)

"Anyway, it's over now."

Date: 2011-08-17 05:14 pm (UTC)
life_inshadow: ([neu] restless)
From: [personal profile] life_inshadow
"She didn't tell me," Tara frowned. "I'm sorry. That's horrible. I wish I could have helped."

Date: 2011-08-17 08:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com
"You weren't there," Squall answered with a shrug. "And you've had a bad summer, too."

Date: 2011-08-17 10:58 pm (UTC)
life_inshadow: ([neg] looking away)
From: [personal profile] life_inshadow
"Yeah, but ... I like helping. I couldn't, at home."

Tara gave a little hopeless shrug.

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