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I Feel Fantastic
Who: Laguna and everyone!
What: Laguna is celebrating the return of his arm and
When: October 14th
Where: All over the Terminal!
[It had been a while since Laguna had been out and about...not since Dante's party to be specific. Perhaps it had been the regeneration of his arm, but he'd been feeling overly sluggish since that night and had spent most of his days either in bed or trying to work himself back into decent shape. Today however his arm was finally back in all of its arm-y glory and he was feeling absolutely fantastic! With a newfound pep in his step and his smile now firmly set in place, Laguna took his first step out of his apartment in a long while.
It might have been nothing but a digital world...but today just seemed absolutely perfect. The sun was shining, the heat was mild, there was a steady breeze to keep everything comfortable, and everything just smelled like fall; he could hardly think of a better time of year. So without a care in the world and Raine right behind him, he began to walk aimlessly around the Teriminal, simply content with enjoying the day at hand.]
"Man, it feels good to be out and about again! I'm glad I shook off that funk before I missed all this awesome weather."
""Me too...I'm just glad you're alright now Laguna!"
"Heh...sorry about that, I'll be more careful from now on, don't you worry."
What: Laguna is celebrating the return of his arm and
When: October 14th
Where: All over the Terminal!
[It had been a while since Laguna had been out and about...not since Dante's party to be specific. Perhaps it had been the regeneration of his arm, but he'd been feeling overly sluggish since that night and had spent most of his days either in bed or trying to work himself back into decent shape. Today however his arm was finally back in all of its arm-y glory and he was feeling absolutely fantastic! With a newfound pep in his step and his smile now firmly set in place, Laguna took his first step out of his apartment in a long while.
It might have been nothing but a digital world...but today just seemed absolutely perfect. The sun was shining, the heat was mild, there was a steady breeze to keep everything comfortable, and everything just smelled like fall; he could hardly think of a better time of year. So without a care in the world and Raine right behind him, he began to walk aimlessly around the Teriminal, simply content with enjoying the day at hand.]
"Man, it feels good to be out and about again! I'm glad I shook off that funk before I missed all this awesome weather."
""Me too...I'm just glad you're alright now Laguna!"
"Heh...sorry about that, I'll be more careful from now on, don't you worry."
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[ His eyes sharp and annoyed. ]
Fine. Whatever.
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[This was something strange indeed; all the time it felt like Squall was pushing for an end to the conversation...but now he seemed upset? He wouldn't deny him if he wanted to hang out more...but it seemed rather sudden.]
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[ He snaps back and turns on his heel. ]
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[Laguna put his hands on his hips and sighed; first the kid doesn't want anything to do with him and now he's getting up in arms because he asked if Seifer was around...he almost sounded like Raine during her times of the month.]
Look, I'm sorry. Its been a while since I've been out and about so my tact is a little rusty; it was my bad.
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[ He still sounds pretty annoyed, but his shoulder's aren't as hunched back as they were. He didn't like the fact that he mentioned Seifer. Everyone always asked him how Seifer was or where was Seifer. Seifer wasn't the only one around okay. He wasn't!]
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[He'd been planning on going out for food anyways...and perhaps Squall would like something as well; he certainly didn't mind paying for him either...even if he wasn't in such a bad mood.]
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[ He shoves his hands angrily into his pockets and waits for Laguna to start walking. ]
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[Laguna didn't know quite how to start the conversation, especially considering Squall's mood at the moment. He seemed definitely off from his usual brooding self, but that seemed like a barrel of monkies that was best left untouched, at least for the moment at any rate]
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[As he tallied off Squall's traits and mannerisms, he kept his tone casual; he wasn't trying to insult Squall after all, these were just some casual observations he'd picked up over the years.]
Also the jacket. People who wear Leather usually do so for its durability; something indicative of an active and interesting life.
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.... I just... like the jacket?
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[He might not look it...or act like it sometimes, but his years both in the military and as a president had lent well to his powers of observation. It just had to be a conscious process...something he still had trouble with if he was being honest.]
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[ He gives Laguna a weird look as he shoves his hands back into his pockets. He was sporting a new jacket too, but this one hasn't been broken in much yet. Not to mention he still felt kind of weird in it because he apparently likes his clothing to fit him tightly and this jacket wasn't all that tight at all. Still cool though. ]
Why have you been observing me?
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[Laguna afforded himself a small chuckle, but more directed towards his statement than at Squall's expense. His mystery was drew people to him...but once they got past the hardened exterior, they found a stalwart friend worth staying around; even if Squall himself didn't think so.]
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.... I do.
[ Do what? Squall you have to be more clear with your words sometimes. ]
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[Laguna wasn't quite sure about that reaction...what exactly was he saying that in reference to? Did he want people to take the time to get to know him? Did he want to get to know himself? Hopefully Squall would illuminate the matter for him.]
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[His tone was non-judging, some people did keep mental notes of the people they met or knew; it wasn't bad or wrong, it just wasn't how he went about his own affairs.]
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It's.... not important.
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[Who knows? Maybe Laguna would actually benefit if he ever bothered to take notes about people...]
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[ he looks away feeling a bit embarrassed. He basically just admitted that the people he was keeping track of made some kind of impact on him in some way. And feeling embarrassed annoyed him. ]
5'9". Black Hair. Green eyes. Hair length past the shoulders. Age Unknown possibly early to mid 40's.
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