I Feel Fantastic

[bewarethefaeries]

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."

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[innermonologues]

Whatever.

[ He shoves his hands angrily into his pockets and waits for Laguna to start walking. ]

[bewarethefaeries]

So...been up to anything interesting since the party?

[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]

[innermonologues]

What part of me looks like someone who does things interesting?

[bewarethefaeries]

Your facial expression, your posture, the way you move, you lack of eye contact, the way you seem completely disinterested in your surroundings. All traits shared by someone who's on his way to do something both important and secretive, and mystery as we both know, breeds curiosity.

[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.

[innermonologues]

[ He seemed to slightly calm down just a bit but he is really confused right now as he listens to Laguna continue to rattle off descriptions. ]

.... I just... like the jacket?

[bewarethefaeries]

Oh I know that, but to someone who doesn't know you, they just have to go off on first impressions. People who tend to travel a lot wear leather because it doesn't rip easily, keeps in warmth better...especially in black might I add, and once its broken in it gives all of those things with relative ease of movement. So based on that, without even having met you, I could tell you're someone who's been around...and as a SeeD, that's actually pretty accurate, right?

[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.]

[innermonologues]

....I guess that's somewhat accurate...

[ 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?

[bewarethefaeries]

I haven't been meticulously recording every little thing about you if that's what you mean; these are just little things I've picked up in our time together, just little mannerisms of yours. Likely anyone you talk to would be able to draw the same conclusions I have, which is probably why you draw so many people to you; they wanna get to know the man behind the mystery.

[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.]

[innermonologues]

( So recording every little thing isn't a good thing? That's exactly what I've been doing for everyone I talk to. Even you. Is that weird or something? )

.... I do.

[ Do what? Squall you have to be more clear with your words sometimes. ]

[bewarethefaeries]

You do...?

[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.]

[innermonologues]

Recording...

[bewarethefaeries]

Oh. For any particular reason? Or do you just kinda find yourself doing it on reflex?

[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.]

[innermonologues]

[ Unfortunately they weren't just mental notes. He has notebooks in his room that have lots of information and thoughts on people. ]

It's.... not important.

[bewarethefaeries]

S'alright, some people take notes, whatever helps you get your thought process in order.

[Who knows? Maybe Laguna would actually benefit if he ever bothered to take notes about people...]

[innermonologues]

It's not like that.

[bewarethefaeries]

Oh? Care to share or would you rather not get into it?

[innermonologues]

[ He stares at Laguna and gives him a look that clearly says "You'll just laugh at me," ]

[bewarethefaeries]

[And Laguna stares back, completely non-judgmental. If Squall wants to talk about it, he will. If not, Laguna didn't see a point in pushing.]

[innermonologues]

Look I just want to keep track of some people okay!

[ 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.

[bewarethefaeries]

[That would earn an impressed whistle and a quick round of applause from Laguna...that was pretty accurate, very impressive indeed.]

Wow, you have a better eye for detail than I do! Color me impressed...I'm 44 actually if you're wondering.

[innermonologues]

.... Noted.

[ And he will be changing that when he gets back home. ]

And it's not that impressive I just keep track... ( of people who've struck my interest. )

[bewarethefaeries]

Well I find it impressive and knowing you? You're putting what you know to good use.

[Squall never was one for doing things without some sort of purpose behind them he'd found...unless it was Triple Triad; but Triple Triad was always the exception.]

[innermonologues]

How am I going to put your age and height to good use?

[bewarethefaeries]

Dunno, you'll think of something. What sounds good to you, burger's or pizza?

[Smooth.]

[innermonologues]

I don't like Pizza.