The Price of Tomorrow (the_seer) wrote in ffviii_100, @ 2010-05-23 09:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: the_seer, prompt: conventions |
Prompt: Conventions. In Your Dreams...Not
Title: In Your Dreams...Not.
Characters/Pairings: Zell, Seifer
Team: Galbadia
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: It was super hard paring this down from 150 words to 100! Gah!
Zell stared in horror around the conference room. What sort of convention was this?
Dozens of people wearing grey trench coats. Familiar red crosses, and even more familiar scars. Gunblades shining under fluorescent lights.
"A Seifer convention?" whimpered the blond.
Then, as if everyone had heard him, they simultaneously locked their gazes on him, "Hey Chicken-wuss!"
With a scream, Zell jerked back -- and promptly fell off his seat.
"You okay, Zell?" Quistis asked, concerned.
Just a nightmare.
Getting up, Zell turned to his instructor, and let loose a high-pitched scream. It was Quistis' body alright, but with Seifer's head.