If Walls Could Talk
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Category:
Final Fantasy VIII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
952
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Talking to a Brick Wall
A/N:
Well I guess this is another FF8 story that I'm going to try to take a crack at. This time beSeifSeifer/Squall. I mite have more difficulte writing Seifer so I'd appreciate any tips in writing his character. I think I can do Squall fine (even Zell) but Seifer is just so different from my own personality that I can't seem to make his POV believable.
Oh well, you get what you... wait a minute you don't pay to read these just like I dont get paid to write them. So.. you get what you read for free. And you know everything thats free is never good. :)
Not much in the first chapter, but this is basically a teaser just to see nyonnyone likes it or not. So please be kind and review. :)
Warning: POVs change often, but I think they're fairly easy to follow once you get the hanf o it ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own FF8 and it's characters, Squaresoft does. But one day... ;)
On with the story that seems like so many others out there already. :)
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Chapter 1: Talking to a Brick Wall
[Squall]
I watch as the blood begins to pool around me. I slit another cut, diagonal from the first one. This one spurts more blood. I watch sadly as my life is drained from me. Having no more energy left in me, I silently fall to the concrete. Darkness surrounds me, I sigh in relief.
[Seifer]
"Is he going to be okay doctor?" we all swiftly got up as Dr. Kadowaki came into the room.
"He should be out for another week or so. He's lost a lot of blood and he's lucky that you found him when you did. But at the moment that's all I can get from him until he wakes up." The doctor walked out of the infirmary room, leaving us to our privacy.
"Why do you think he did it?" Quistis, straight to the point once again.
"He was bored?"
"Seifer!"
"Yeah I know, now's not the time to start. You know I don't mean it... why don't you guys get some rest and I'll stay here for the night."
Leaving no room for argument, I quickly entered the room that Squall was now occupying. Closing the door behind me, I made my way over to the bed, gingerly sitting down in the wooden chair beside it.
"So Leonhart, guess you finally managed to get the guts to try to kill yourself. I bet you're thinking it's to bad that I found you. Of course I couldn't let you die, only I'm allowed to kill the great Squall Leonhart." Taking one glance at Squall you would already think of him as dead.
What with his pale skin, now even paler than before. His sculpted chest barely rising in an imitation of sleep. Cris-crossing red lines running up and down both of his muscular arms and the battle scars, along with some unknown scars, lining his chest and legs. I was almost tempted to check his pulse, just to be sure he was still with me--us.
"Well come on Leonhart. Wake up. You know all your friends are waiting for you and they're so worried it's making me sick. So either get up or I'll make you get up." Watching for any reaction, my head dropped in defeat. It was like talking to a brick wall.
Well I guess this is another FF8 story that I'm going to try to take a crack at. This time beSeifSeifer/Squall. I mite have more difficulte writing Seifer so I'd appreciate any tips in writing his character. I think I can do Squall fine (even Zell) but Seifer is just so different from my own personality that I can't seem to make his POV believable.
Oh well, you get what you... wait a minute you don't pay to read these just like I dont get paid to write them. So.. you get what you read for free. And you know everything thats free is never good. :)
Not much in the first chapter, but this is basically a teaser just to see nyonnyone likes it or not. So please be kind and review. :)
Warning: POVs change often, but I think they're fairly easy to follow once you get the hanf o it ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own FF8 and it's characters, Squaresoft does. But one day... ;)
On with the story that seems like so many others out there already. :)
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[Squall]
I watch as the blood begins to pool around me. I slit another cut, diagonal from the first one. This one spurts more blood. I watch sadly as my life is drained from me. Having no more energy left in me, I silently fall to the concrete. Darkness surrounds me, I sigh in relief.
[Seifer]
"Is he going to be okay doctor?" we all swiftly got up as Dr. Kadowaki came into the room.
"He should be out for another week or so. He's lost a lot of blood and he's lucky that you found him when you did. But at the moment that's all I can get from him until he wakes up." The doctor walked out of the infirmary room, leaving us to our privacy.
"Why do you think he did it?" Quistis, straight to the point once again.
"He was bored?"
"Seifer!"
"Yeah I know, now's not the time to start. You know I don't mean it... why don't you guys get some rest and I'll stay here for the night."
Leaving no room for argument, I quickly entered the room that Squall was now occupying. Closing the door behind me, I made my way over to the bed, gingerly sitting down in the wooden chair beside it.
"So Leonhart, guess you finally managed to get the guts to try to kill yourself. I bet you're thinking it's to bad that I found you. Of course I couldn't let you die, only I'm allowed to kill the great Squall Leonhart." Taking one glance at Squall you would already think of him as dead.
What with his pale skin, now even paler than before. His sculpted chest barely rising in an imitation of sleep. Cris-crossing red lines running up and down both of his muscular arms and the battle scars, along with some unknown scars, lining his chest and legs. I was almost tempted to check his pulse, just to be sure he was still with me--us.
"Well come on Leonhart. Wake up. You know all your friends are waiting for you and they're so worried it's making me sick. So either get up or I'll make you get up." Watching for any reaction, my head dropped in defeat. It was like talking to a brick wall.