Post by Seifer Almasy on May 23, 2024 8:33:06 GMT -5
Fujin and Raijin dashed outside, drawn by the commotion. The darkness had lifted, replaced by the soft glow of dawn. "You're finally awake," Seifer greeted them, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement.
Before making any decisions, he knew he needed to confer with his loyal comrades. After all, their bond was unbreakable, and their counsel invaluable. With nowhere else pressing to be and Mayor Cedric's proposition looming promisingly, Seifer knew the next steps required careful consideration with Fujin and Raijin by his side.
Tapping his Gunblade on his shoulder in contemplation, Seifer mulled over the Mayor's proposition. "What exactly do you want me to do?" he inquired, his tone tinged with a hint of skepticism, subtly asserting his preference for leadership over servitude.
Mayor Cedric's grin widened as he saw an opportunity to secure military protection for the townspeople. "We have an abandoned military school just down the road from here. I'd like you to train a new group of soldiers to help protect this town and grow our military. You'd be the commander. No orders from me. I'll have some volunteers clean it up for you. You can stay there. All meals will be provided by us," he proposed, hoping to entice the soldier into accepting the role.
Listening intently to the Mayor's request, Seifer glanced at Raijin and Fujin for their input. "I think it'll be okay, y'know," Raijin affirmed with a nod.
Seifer turned back to the Mayor, his decision made. "It's a deal. We'll stick around. Make sure you round up all the males in the town. Females are welcome to join as well," he declared, laying down his terms, though he anticipated fewer volunteers among the women, recalling his own experiences at Balamb Garden.
Turning to his friends, he rallied them with determination. "We've got a place to stay. Let's go check it out," he urged, leading the way towards the abandoned military academy building that would soon become their new base of operations.
Mayor Cedric's grin stretched from ear to ear, a glimmer of hope lighting up his eyes. "You're the boss. Any defense strategies, and you're in charge," he assured, before bustling off to attend to town hall matters.
Seifer secured his gunblade and took the lead, guiding his comrades towards the abandoned military academy. Despite its neglected state, its size hinted at its potential. With his military background, Seifer was confident he could whip it into shape.
Volunteers swarmed in, eager to assist in cleaning and preparing the academy for its new purpose, having dreamed of owning his own one day. Seifer wasted no time in getting down to business, his mind already formulating defense strategies and plans to strengthen the town's security. H
Before making any decisions, he knew he needed to confer with his loyal comrades. After all, their bond was unbreakable, and their counsel invaluable. With nowhere else pressing to be and Mayor Cedric's proposition looming promisingly, Seifer knew the next steps required careful consideration with Fujin and Raijin by his side.
Tapping his Gunblade on his shoulder in contemplation, Seifer mulled over the Mayor's proposition. "What exactly do you want me to do?" he inquired, his tone tinged with a hint of skepticism, subtly asserting his preference for leadership over servitude.
Mayor Cedric's grin widened as he saw an opportunity to secure military protection for the townspeople. "We have an abandoned military school just down the road from here. I'd like you to train a new group of soldiers to help protect this town and grow our military. You'd be the commander. No orders from me. I'll have some volunteers clean it up for you. You can stay there. All meals will be provided by us," he proposed, hoping to entice the soldier into accepting the role.
Listening intently to the Mayor's request, Seifer glanced at Raijin and Fujin for their input. "I think it'll be okay, y'know," Raijin affirmed with a nod.
Seifer turned back to the Mayor, his decision made. "It's a deal. We'll stick around. Make sure you round up all the males in the town. Females are welcome to join as well," he declared, laying down his terms, though he anticipated fewer volunteers among the women, recalling his own experiences at Balamb Garden.
Turning to his friends, he rallied them with determination. "We've got a place to stay. Let's go check it out," he urged, leading the way towards the abandoned military academy building that would soon become their new base of operations.
Mayor Cedric's grin stretched from ear to ear, a glimmer of hope lighting up his eyes. "You're the boss. Any defense strategies, and you're in charge," he assured, before bustling off to attend to town hall matters.
Seifer secured his gunblade and took the lead, guiding his comrades towards the abandoned military academy. Despite its neglected state, its size hinted at its potential. With his military background, Seifer was confident he could whip it into shape.
Volunteers swarmed in, eager to assist in cleaning and preparing the academy for its new purpose, having dreamed of owning his own one day. Seifer wasted no time in getting down to business, his mind already formulating defense strategies and plans to strengthen the town's security. H