Fourteenth File.

[clarities]

[ Action: Mayfield High. ]

[ Well, after things have been pretty much completed in her lab, Diana has taken the initiative to make a small cubby hole in the corner of a library and is pretty much sleeping in it. Now that her projects are done, she can finally let herself sit back and relax for once. There's a book over her face to block out the light and possibly the sounds too. Other than that, she actually looks peaceful for once. Do you wish to wake her up from this? ]

[ Though, if the library isn't your thing, later on she can be found in the music room by the piano and is playing Beethoven's Fur Elise just to warm herself up. She plans on spending quite a bit of time here just to unwind and relax even further. The door is open to hear this music playing. ]

[ Action: John Doe Park ]

[ To continue in her relaxation, Diana's taken to sitting under a tree and has her eyes closed. It appears as if she's meditating to help clear her mind. The quiet sounds of nature and the sounds of animals moving around ease her even more. Sure, she knows that her guard may be down, but she's diligent to open her eyes if anyone approaches her. ]

[ Phone | Filtered to custodismundi ]

Hey, Abel. Do you mind holding another lesson? This time, I want to try something a bit more difficult.

[ Phone | Filtered to princeofjunes ]

Mr. Yosuke, the stage is finished. When do you want me to deliver it?

[ Phone | Filtered to canhasfuhrer ]

Mr. Mustang, I've finished your gloves. When do you want me to deliver them?

Comments

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

That we can hope. In fact, that may be all we can do is just wait for them to send us home.

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

They brought us here for a reason, can't imagine they would willingly let us go. Still, nothing is impossible.

( I've seen that for myself. )

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

You can try to go under the radar while still being compliant of their rules and regulations.

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

( Is that really the only way? )

If you say so.

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

And I do, so there's that.

[ Whatever more she has to say falls flat as she continues playing her piece until it's done. ]

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

[ ...Well, nothing he can really say to that. He'll just go back to his usual silence, enjoying the soothing sound of the piano until she's done. ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ When she's done playing the piano, her fingers slide from the keys on to her lap before she turns over to look at Squall completely. ]

Do you like to play an instrument?

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

Don't have the talent for it. All I'm good at is...


( Carrying out orders. Is that really all I am now? )

doing my job.

[ Not exactly the most thrilling talent in the world, but hey. Everyone's got their thing. His just happens to be killing soldiers and monsters. ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

What job is that?

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

Doing whatever I'm ordered to do.

[ Yup. ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

... just that? Nothing else?

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

Is there something wrong with that? We're hired to do whatever our contractor asks of us, and we stay with them until their goal is complete. Not much else one can do when you've been trained for it your entire life.

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

Not... really, just --

[ Well, when he gives her that logic - how could she argue? ]

It's nothing.

[apathetic-lion.livejournal.com]

[ No, he can tell she finds it weird. He probably would himself, if he hadn't been raised the way he was. All he can really offer is a shrug. ]

Things are a little different here. We were only taught basics reading and writing, history, a bit of music and everything else was poured into combat training. There were no other talents really needed.

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Ah. Now she gets it. It's not something she's particularly well versed in, however.... ]

Mm, so I see. Well, I get it now, Mr. Squall.