[CLOSED] ♞ This is the scene where you swear your undying hatred for me!
Who: Seifer Almasy & Squall Leonhart
What: Sulking and brooding and info sharing, oh my
When: July 4th, 2013, evening
Where: Meeting Hall cafeteria
[ Seifer's not really sure why he keeps spending so much time in the cafeteria of all places when he could pore over his notes just as easily in his apartment. He supposes the familiarity of a cafeteria is a little nice. It's not that he's homesick; rather, he feels incredibly out of his element. The only people here who could do anything were the Digimon and they weren't even humans. He had to rely on others entirely and it was killing him.
He misses the glory of leading Galbadia's military. Of being important. Of having loyalty to someone, no matter the consequences. Now he was just here with a Digimon he didn't care for and who couldn't even Digivolve in the first place. Sure, he'd gotten used to the annoying little pixie, but he was far, far from liking him.
Impmon's been watching Seifer, wondering just how long his partner was going to glare off into the distance. Maybe he's going for a record? But sitting here's pretty boring and Seifer won't even touch the food he made Impmon get him in the first place. ]
What: Sulking and brooding and info sharing, oh my
When: July 4th, 2013, evening
Where: Meeting Hall cafeteria
[ Seifer's not really sure why he keeps spending so much time in the cafeteria of all places when he could pore over his notes just as easily in his apartment. He supposes the familiarity of a cafeteria is a little nice. It's not that he's homesick; rather, he feels incredibly out of his element. The only people here who could do anything were the Digimon and they weren't even humans. He had to rely on others entirely and it was killing him.
He misses the glory of leading Galbadia's military. Of being important. Of having loyalty to someone, no matter the consequences. Now he was just here with a Digimon he didn't care for and who couldn't even Digivolve in the first place. Sure, he'd gotten used to the annoying little pixie, but he was far, far from liking him.
Impmon's been watching Seifer, wondering just how long his partner was going to glare off into the distance. Maybe he's going for a record? But sitting here's pretty boring and Seifer won't even touch the food he made Impmon get him in the first place. ]