Final Fantasy VIII: The Fallen Six

[Juss]

Richard was running with everything he got, he was pushing himself to his limit, running almost faster then a normal sized Seed... somehow it seemed amazing that he was able to pull so much out from his body, not even thinking about the heavy armor or his gauche body. But it all paid a high price, his face, sweat was dropping form every cell it had, pain, tiredness and affliction, everything hidden in his face together with sorrow caused by the mercenary who had shot his friend.

''How he dears!'' He wondered, but there wasn't much time for wondering, he needed to move fast, as fast as possible as it was damn sure that the mercenaries are coming after him and not by foot , without a doubt with car or something. That way, the forest was only place to hide or move on. But first he had make his way trough the canyon. It was a beautiful passageway between two big mountains. The air was so fresh and invigorating that if one would come to the passageway, he would sit down and just enjoy the cold fresh air of mountains filled with the smell of winter or snow. Then, Richard heard something. Without a moment of thinking, he jumped to his left, in to a big bush. By reflect, he spruced up the bush a bit so it wouldn't seem too suspicious. Then, something happened.
A motorcycle had stopped in front of Richard. Slowly, the man shut the engine down and stepped down from the bike.

'' Mr. Richy Rich, come out where ever you are...'' The man said while revealing his face. He took his helmet off and dropped it on to ground. His face was filled with bloodlust and happiness, his eyes reflected the hunger for killing.

'' Afraid of me huh? You know... your footsteps end around here... being as huge you are you should know that you leave so many tracks behind you.. or what ya think?'' The man said with his powerful voice fused with the tone of darkness. Richard wasn't breathing at all... he was quiet as quietness itself. That could be why the man turned away and picked helmet up.

'' Shit... He played with me... jumped to the bush for a moment while knowing that I will waste time here.. He is smarter than I thought!'' The man mumbled, put his helmet on and jumped on his bike. Next thing Richard saw was the guy driving further away from him. He knew he had to move on, but to where? He couldn't follow the man with bike or could he? While thinking these things, he jumped up and started running, maybe even faster than before. At least it seemed that way to him.

The legs, they wanted to stop at all cost, but Richard only raised tempo when he felt he needs to rest. That way, he was able to get to the forest edge before he understood that he was there. A ref bike of the man before was standing still next to a tree. For a second, Richard thought that it would be best to steal the bike, but then when he just made himself to the bike, he turned away and started running inside the forest. A voice or two had appeared somewhere near his location.

'' Who the hell. ...'' He wondered while gave a glance to back. It was headmister together with the mercenary. Richard quickly jumped to a bush and started listening. He knew that it was a wrong thing to do, but his body had already reached it's limit if not crossed it. That was the reason he needed to rest even if it could had been dangerous for him.

'' I repeat... I am sorry mister Douglas! I do everything I can to help you to find the boy... I swear it. Should this repay my loan from you?'' Headmaster told with quite sad voice. But those words, they shocked Richard more than one could presume. Headmaster had always supported him, after all he saved headmasters life. He always talked about being honest and being just, but now look at him... Richard would have been alright if the headmaster hadn't interrupted himself in the conflict, but why he betrayed him now? It was like a child who doesn't have a single coin losing his candy.

[Fehrant]

(OOC: Permission granted from Caije to do some things with his character in this post)

Rayne's eye twitched. Her teeth cringed. Her fist curled into a ball of anger. She was in charge of an entire group, and she wanted nothing to do with it. Was this a joke? Is this some kind of bloody joke? She pondered. Right as the headmaster was announcing her name, the shock completely took her aback, and left her dumbfounded. She didn't say anything; she couldn't say anything.

"So Team Leader... what do we do?"

Rayne glared up, meeting Isken's eyes. Sarcasm. She cringed, then glanced to see whether or not the Headmaster was watching. He wasn't, but he was nearby. I'm going to take the bloody ponytail of yours, ram it up your arse, and take it out of your bloody throat, you miserable sod. Let's see if you make any jokes after that, arsewipe. Inside her mind, she was seething with anger. Under different circumstances, that would've been as far as dialogue would've gone. She would've socked him one, no questions, no insults, no nothing. But right now, it was different.

She grabbed Isken by the collar, even though he was taller than her. In a quiet voice between her teeth she said, "You don't bloody like me being the leader? Guess what, you wanker? I don't either. Now, let's get over it, and be done with this piece of utter shit before I puke my lungs out in your sodding face at the notion of having to work with someone like you."

Isken pulled his head backwards away from the grip of his shirt. "Hey, I didn't know you were a dominatrix. That's a total turn on..." He countered with a cocky grin.

Rayne's face twisted half in anger, half in disgust. "You think you're a pretty smart wanker, aren't you?" She tightened the grip. "If you pull off a retarded attitude like that and **** up the mission, I swear to you I'll take someone's gun, and shoot you repeatedly in the balls until your puny wank turns blue and you can't even take a sodding piss from it for the rest of your life." Rayne released her grip. "Got that?"

Turning her face, she searched for the other team members. "Squad A, come closer," she called.

Rayne thought for a moment, closing her eyes. "Our mission relies heavily on stealth," she explained to the rest. "We aren't just waltz in like a bunch of muppets with our dorky SeeD uniforms. Get changed. Considering we're arriving late at night, early morning, we should take mostly black clothes. Nothing too dodgy, though, like a bloody ninja suit; at least plain clothes might make a couple hesitate to see who we are before attacking us."

"Be here in 20 bloody minutes, no more."

With those orders, she left the group.

She quickly reached her dorm, all the while shaking her head internally at the situation that had placed her as the leader of the squad. Even before barking out orders, she already had issues with some of the squad members. "After the mission is done, if that wanker makes it out alive, I'll have him talk to my fists for a bit," she contemplated.

Rayne took off her uniform, and got a black tank top, and green camo pants. She removed her "formal" hairstyle, letting it loose, pulled it back, and used a long black headband to hold most of it in place. She got a couple of fingerless, leather gloves, and quickly returned to the rendezvous point.