Retreival [Whiteness all around her. The echoing footsteps of her friends.
Squall. She had to find Squall. The flower field. That’s what she had to focus on. They place they swore to meet. If she can just get there…
Wakefullness comes slowly in what doesn’t feel like a bed of flowers, but there are voices around her, so she must have made it.]
Squall! [ Her eyes snap open and she shoots up suddenly, looking around for that familiar face.]
...Squall?
[She can’t help the tears sliding down her face. No, this… this isn’t right at all. The field! Him! She had focused everything on it, she was sure of it, but it looks like she had failed and now she was… wherever this was. Whenever this was.
This has to be a dream, right? There… there’s still a way back to him, isn’t there?]
Curti Center [If there’s one thing Rinoa is good at, it’s stubbornness. She’s heard the Curti Center is the place to go for answers, and damn if she doesn’t have a thousand questions. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem to be going very well.]
What do you mean we can’t go home? I don’t want a house, I want to go back!
I’m very sorry, Miss, but there’s nothing we can do. We don’t really understand what’s going on ourselves.
Well someone has to! Let me talk to them!
[So far every attendant has given her the same answer and none have been any help. She’s losing her mind over here.]
Job - the other kind! [It had taken a while, but Rinoa had finally resigned to the fact that she was stuck here for a while, which unfortunately meant finding work. She’s doubtful that “I lead a rebel force” is going to get her anywhere here, so she’s settled as a waitress at a little cafe. Seemed easy enough and a job she wouldn’t feel guilty about leaving without much notice in case someone finds a way back.
She hears the bell ring, signalling someone has entered the shop. She turns to face them with a smile.]
Hi, what can I get for you?
Job - the other other kind [Upon learning that all of her summons were gone, it doesn’t take Rinoa long to sign up for the summoner’s guild. Apparently it starts with learning some magic, which she’s shocked she doesn’t have to draw from an elementally charged location first. Well that’s nifty!
The other shock, however…]
Wait, so I don’t just battle them and gain their loyalty if I win? This sounds a lot more complicated than I’m used to.
[She also apparently has to start from scratch and has to do a lot of bookwork since they speak their own language here too. This was not at all what she expected.]
Wild Card [Have something else in mind? Let’s do it!]
Rinoa Heartilly | FF VIII
[Whiteness all around her. The echoing footsteps of her friends.
Squall. She had to find Squall. The flower field. That’s what she had to focus on. They place they swore to meet. If she can just get there…
Wakefullness comes slowly in what doesn’t feel like a bed of flowers, but there are voices around her, so she must have made it.]
Squall! [ Her eyes snap open and she shoots up suddenly, looking around for that familiar face.]
...Squall?
[She can’t help the tears sliding down her face. No, this… this isn’t right at all. The field! Him! She had focused everything on it, she was sure of it, but it looks like she had failed and now she was… wherever this was. Whenever this was.
This has to be a dream, right? There… there’s still a way back to him, isn’t there?]
Curti Center
[If there’s one thing Rinoa is good at, it’s stubbornness. She’s heard the Curti Center is the place to go for answers, and damn if she doesn’t have a thousand questions. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem to be going very well.]
What do you mean we can’t go home? I don’t want a house, I want to go back!
I’m very sorry, Miss, but there’s nothing we can do. We don’t really understand what’s going on ourselves.
Well someone has to! Let me talk to them!
[So far every attendant has given her the same answer and none have been any help. She’s losing her mind over here.]
Job - the other kind!
[It had taken a while, but Rinoa had finally resigned to the fact that she was stuck here for a while, which unfortunately meant finding work. She’s doubtful that “I lead a rebel force” is going to get her anywhere here, so she’s settled as a waitress at a little cafe. Seemed easy enough and a job she wouldn’t feel guilty about leaving without much notice in case someone finds a way back.
She hears the bell ring, signalling someone has entered the shop. She turns to face them with a smile.]
Hi, what can I get for you?
Job - the other other kind
[Upon learning that all of her summons were gone, it doesn’t take Rinoa long to sign up for the summoner’s guild. Apparently it starts with learning some magic, which she’s shocked she doesn’t have to draw from an elementally charged location first. Well that’s nifty!
The other shock, however…]
Wait, so I don’t just battle them and gain their loyalty if I win? This sounds a lot more complicated than I’m used to.
[She also apparently has to start from scratch and has to do a lot of bookwork since they speak their own language here too. This was not at all what she expected.]
Wild Card
[Have something else in mind? Let’s do it!]