✗ what an entrance

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

[standing, arms crossed, supporting himself on Hyperion and looking oh so happy to be there]

I've got one question.

Who the hell decided it would be a good idea for me to be stuck with all of these goddamn retards? I thought the chickenwuss was annoying..

Leonhart! Supposedly you're out there somewhere, if I can believe anything I'm hearing. Even your angsty self is better than this. And hawkthings? If you try to give me candy one more fucking time you'll get a firsthand demonstration of why this is called a gunblade.

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[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

Thanks, genius. [rolls his eyes. Fucking Leonhart, always the same] Why?

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

[His look goes from bored confusion to slight bafflement -- the hell is Seifer doing talking to him, and the hell makes him think it's apparently wrong to sit?]

[deadpan:] Because I'd rather not stand. [Snorts] What are you on about?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

So you're fine with this? [all-encompassing hand gesture with the arm that isn't holding on to Hyperion]

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

[he takes a look around, just for kicks... and then shrugs a shoulder]

No. But what does it matter?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

[Seifer shakes his head, part baffled part .. still annoyed.]

Do you care about anything?

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

[He's not answering that, because either answer lands him a branch of conversation he doesn't really want to have.]

What do you think is wrong with it?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

What's right with it? Obviously you haven't seen the freaks with the candy obsession.

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

Apparently I haven't. Don't plan on it, either.

[He's still wondering why Seifer is deigning to speak to him]

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

What rock did you crawl under, anyway?

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

Didn't. Not staying in one place long enough to "crawl under a rock." Besides, why do you want to know?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

Rinoa's asking, Selphie's asking. Hell, even the cowboy and Fuujin asked. I don't remember anybody telling you to disappear.

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

[Wants to ask why, but figures that won't turn out so well.]

Don't remember anybody telling me to stay.

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

Well, what if somebody told you to come back?

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

Don't know. Guess it depends. ... Why?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

Answer the question first.

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

[... what the hell.]

I did.

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

You dodged it. If someone walked in right now and told you to come back, would you or wouldn't you?

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

["It depends." ... Wait, that apparently didn't work last time.]

... Sure. Yes.

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

So come back. [Look, that was simple.]

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

.... Alright. Why?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

[Dammit, Squall, stop asking so many questions]

Why not?

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

[Silence -- he's trying to find a way to explain himself in as few words as possible...]

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought.

[brokenbladed.livejournal.com]

... I'm afraid to ask, what's in it for you?

[firexcrossed.livejournal.com]

You've obviously never seen Selphie when she's not getting something she wants.