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Character(s): Headmaster Cid, and the applicant cadets Duo Maxwell, Fuuma Monou, Link, and Nill.
Location: The headmaster's office.
Rating: G
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed to the above.
Summary: This post will contain the trial threads for the above characters' applications (condensed to one post to reduce clutter). Headmaster Cid welcomes the new arrivals to the Final Fantasy VIII world.
[ Every day, it seemed, the Garden grew livelier with the activities of these off-world cadets. A fresh batch had arrived just this weekend, and after some cajoling of the registrar staff, their applications had been processed. Of course, there remained the matter of their interviews. ]
[ With a final slurp of the coffee in his mug, the headmaster righted his sweatervest before opening his office door to the waiting crowd. ]
((ooc: please reply with your character journal or another journal, noting in the subject line which character you are playing. each character will have his or her own individual thread.))
Location: The headmaster's office.
Rating: G
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed to the above.
Summary: This post will contain the trial threads for the above characters' applications (condensed to one post to reduce clutter). Headmaster Cid welcomes the new arrivals to the Final Fantasy VIII world.
[ Every day, it seemed, the Garden grew livelier with the activities of these off-world cadets. A fresh batch had arrived just this weekend, and after some cajoling of the registrar staff, their applications had been processed. Of course, there remained the matter of their interviews. ]
[ With a final slurp of the coffee in his mug, the headmaster righted his sweatervest before opening his office door to the waiting crowd. ]
((ooc: please reply with your character journal or another journal, noting in the subject line which character you are playing. each character will have his or her own individual thread.))
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Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Who knows? Might have even just been trying to being nice one food addict to another.
[He shrugged though, not really minding one way or another, he was a big boy.]
Fine, fine. I won't call you Gramps, but I'm not calling you Headmaster or whatever either. Deal?
[Because Headmaster was entirely too long and formal and shortening it down to either head or master really didn't work too well.]
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We'll sort out the matter of address later on. Cadet Maxwell, you may head out the hall and to the registrar.
[ He takes up a personalized memopad and scribbles his signature onto a sheet, then tears it off and hands it to the young man. ]
Give them this and they'll know what to do.
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Works for me I guess. I'm sure we've got time to figure out just what's going on and all.
[He took the sheet, scanning it quickly before grinning.]
Will do Cid, will do. Catch you 'round later then m'kay?
[That said he headed for the door, braid swinging merrily behind him as he left with a casual wave.]