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caughtinanetwork2012-04-25 01:26 am
unshelledbullet) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-04-25 01:26 am
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[dream] // [video] - How The Lion Got His Scar and Other Stories
[Squall's dream starts out with him (minus his infamous scar) dueling a blond man wearing a trench coat, both of them holding Gunblades. After clashing a few times, the blond man gets in a hit, slicing Squall diagonally across the face. This is clearly the injury that would later become his scar. Through the pain and the blood, Squall swings the Revolver upward, giving the man a mirror image of the wound. Everything fades to black.
Fireworks explode into the darkness and a ballroom comes into view. Squall, wearing the SeeD uniform, is standing off to the side and watching the festivities. Rinoa Heartilly, clad in a beautiful evening dress, approaches him and drags him over to the dance floor. But the scenery changes and instead of a ballroom, they're dancing on top of a train. One with an extraordinarily shoddy paint job. Squall Leonhart does not dance, and the dance goes embarrassingly badly due to his awkwardness. When the dance is finished, the train car they're standing on is disconnected and fades into the distance as the train pulls further and further away, apparently unaware of its missing car.
Next, Squall's voice is heard.]
What's that nasty looking feather?
[Squall stands in a completely different scene, staring at a Chocobo feather in his hand. The feather suddenly turns into a crystal and then the image of a beautiful woman appears. She has blonde hair and is wearing an elegant white dress outlined with gold patterns. Why, one would say she looks like a goddess of some kind. But the woman then turns into a completely different one, a witch wearing an ornate headdress and a purple dress with a plunging neckline. She conjures up a massive javelin of ice and sends it at Squall. It hits its target, running him through.
And then suddenly Squall is Laguna Loire.
Dammit.]
[Squall wakes up and glares at the Dreamberry.
This is why Squall has come to hate dreams.]
Fireworks explode into the darkness and a ballroom comes into view. Squall, wearing the SeeD uniform, is standing off to the side and watching the festivities. Rinoa Heartilly, clad in a beautiful evening dress, approaches him and drags him over to the dance floor. But the scenery changes and instead of a ballroom, they're dancing on top of a train. One with an extraordinarily shoddy paint job. Squall Leonhart does not dance, and the dance goes embarrassingly badly due to his awkwardness. When the dance is finished, the train car they're standing on is disconnected and fades into the distance as the train pulls further and further away, apparently unaware of its missing car.
Next, Squall's voice is heard.]
What's that nasty looking feather?
[Squall stands in a completely different scene, staring at a Chocobo feather in his hand. The feather suddenly turns into a crystal and then the image of a beautiful woman appears. She has blonde hair and is wearing an elegant white dress outlined with gold patterns. Why, one would say she looks like a goddess of some kind. But the woman then turns into a completely different one, a witch wearing an ornate headdress and a purple dress with a plunging neckline. She conjures up a massive javelin of ice and sends it at Squall. It hits its target, running him through.
And then suddenly Squall is Laguna Loire.
Dammit.]
[Squall wakes up and glares at the Dreamberry.
This is why Squall has come to hate dreams.]
[Filtered to Rinoa]
Some time shortly before we got dragged here.
When I returned, it was like I never left, though.
[Filtered to Rinoa]
[Filtered to Rinoa]
[Filtered to Rinoa]
But speaking of this other world, what did you and Laguna do there?
[Filtered to Rinoa]
Re: [Filtered to Rinoa]
[Okay, so it's basically what his job is as a mercenary in some ways. But at least he got paid...]
That's not right.
[Filtered to Rinoa]
[Filtered to Rinoa]
A fairy tale, huh. I'm going to assume you mean more beyond the mundane and not like... there being unicorns or something running around.
[And now she's picturing Squall charging around on a unicorn and she loses it in a fit of laughter.]
[Filtered to Rinoa]
No unicorns. But there were people from other worlds too. Some of them were real, honest to goodness knights.
[Filtered to Rinoa]
She manages to calm herself down enough to listen to him.]
Knights? Like, clad in armor, sword and shield, upholding the virtues of gallantry and chivalry kind of knights?
[Filtered to Rinoa]
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