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hyperionswrath-a Β· 2 years
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"Is there anything you haven't told us?"
Quistis doesn't particularly like being in the DC penitentiary, but it's not like she's got a choice, and it's not like Seifer's allowed to leave, clad as he is in the blood-red jumpsuit with a number stenciled on the breast pocket.
So, she sits across from him, a tablet and his file opened in front of her, and reminds herself that she's doing this for him, not just as a favor to Xu. Garden has been generous in the years since the war ended-- it's not like she's a newly-minted lawyer anymore, a dozen trials and countless settlements between Garden operatives and the jurisdictions they had upset in the line of duty under her belt.
She can't help but wonder, though, if this might be easier for everyone to just let him stay here and rot.
"Because now is not the time to hide any information, Seifer. I need every detail you have." -charmenerveux
@charmenerveux
Just like Seifer has been pondering - maybe if he just stayed behind and let the Galbadians have their will, the rest of them could finally get some sense of normality back instead of constantly jumping through hoops just to keep him somewhat… safe. Of course such ponderings are not the kind that Seifer Almasy would openly show, none of the others are for the wiser about his attitude that he very much seems to expect just that - everyone jumping hoops because he is damn well worth the effort. Not that he needs to play pretend much anyway, no one ever asks what he thinks to begin with. Just like during the war, they made up their mind about him and from thereon out just assume. Fine by him. When Quistis inquires further, some of his already thin patience slips and he huffs in annoyance, running both shackled his hands through his blond hair and brushing it back in the same motion, before his elbows land on the table that separates them as he slightly leans in, head tilted, brow quirked. β€œSeriously Trepe, what does it even matter? Let Caraway have his Caraway, they already made up their mind. And you bailing me outta here won’t change jack shit β€˜bout it. If he can’t get me now he’ll try β€˜n get me another time.” I sacrificed his daughter to Adel, for fuck’s sake. That last part is not spoken out loud and he instead shakes his head, huffing again. Quistis should know he is right, there is no way that the General would stay off his warpath. Not just because of Rinoa which on its own is a valid enough reason in Seifer’s book, but also because he lost good men, fellow Galbadians in that war. Their blood is on Seifer’s hands. β€œBut to answer your question - I told ya all I know. It was a boring ass boat ride up until we reached that small bend right at the end of it, almost made it out. I told Mi- … Xu it might be a good idea to take the river because we could use some men to sneak up on the rebels asses if we circle them. Best laid plans β€˜n all…” He falls silent for a long moment, then slowly leans back, his expression almost calm for the first time in Hyne knows when. β€œThis don’t look good for me Quistis an’ you know it. Might as well just play the part of the villain again.”
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