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FFVIII: Trouble
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Discretion and valour. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
drabbles100.
"Seifer?" Zell says, somewhat tentatively. Seifer doesn't bother to look at him: he's more focused on the three marlboros flanking them, looming rather threateningly. One, he could deal with. Two, perhaps. Three -- three is really pushing it, especially when he only has Zell with him. Zell clears his throat and nudges him. "I think we're in trouble."
"We're in something alright," Seifer says, and he still doesn't look at Zell. "And it's brown, and it stinks."
"Run?" Zell suggests, helpfully, as if Seifer hadn't thought of that.
"Run," he agrees. Discretion really is the better part of valour, sometimes.
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Discretion and valour. For
drabbles100."Seifer?" Zell says, somewhat tentatively. Seifer doesn't bother to look at him: he's more focused on the three marlboros flanking them, looming rather threateningly. One, he could deal with. Two, perhaps. Three -- three is really pushing it, especially when he only has Zell with him. Zell clears his throat and nudges him. "I think we're in trouble."
"We're in something alright," Seifer says, and he still doesn't look at Zell. "And it's brown, and it stinks."
"Run?" Zell suggests, helpfully, as if Seifer hadn't thought of that.
"Run," he agrees. Discretion really is the better part of valour, sometimes.