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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. ]

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[Link glances to his left, and then to his right. They're all rather different individuals from himself, and he can't say he's seen clothing quite like theirs before.

As the door opens he turns his attention toward it, standing straight and tall as he can. From what he understands these people are soldiers after all, the man in that office is in charge.

For a collection of moments he doesn't speak, still yet aware of the confusion generated by his Hylian dialect when first he arrived. However with a translator handy, he supposes he should venture a few words]

Good evening, Sir.

[It sounds strange to him, as much is evident as he hears the translation. That such a tool even exists...what a strange place]

[ Cid clearly finds amusement at the young man's wonder. ]

Good evening, yourself. I noticed in your file that you've no last name...Well, that puts me in a bit of a pickle, indeed! Come on in here and let me hear a little more about your experience in our world thus far.

[A last name...Link only has a moment to turn that about in his mind before he does as told and steps into the office. As with the other areas of the Garden he's seen thus far, he casts a glance around the room.

This eventually ends with his attention settling on the Headmaster again]

It's...not like anything I've seen before.

[The translation's no less strange to his ears, and he taps a hand to it]

I haven't heard your language until today.

Is that so? Ahh, it is not too terribly surprising, I suppose. Many of our newest cadets have difficulties with the language, so we've had to add some classes to the curriculum to bring them up to speed.

[ Cid finds himself a bit distracted...He knows it would be terribly rude, but he does want very much to ask about the ears. ]

I'm not the only one then?

[That does surprise him somewhat, not having a concept of how diverse those brought here like him might be. It makes Hyrule seem so very small.

It takes him a few moments but he does notice the man seems to be watching something, and he can't help but glance over his shoulder as he tries to figure out what it is]

Oh, oh I do apologize.

[ He's clearly embarrassed to have been caught staring. ]

We have a vast array of cadets this term, many of them not native to our world, but I still haven't seen...well, excuse me, I haven't seen anyone with ears like yours before.

[Surprise crosses Link's features then, lifting a hand halfway to said ears before pausing and letting his hand drop]

I see... In my hometown, it was unusual.

Fascinating.

[ Cid's smile relaxes a notch or two. ]

Tell me more about this hometown of yours. What sort of occupation did you hold there?

[Link mulls this over, choosing his words]

I lived in Ordon village, in the southern province of Hyrule. Most of the people there were older, or small children, so I did a lot of odd jobs. My job was working at the ranch there.

The goats were escape artists.

[ He gives a full, pleasant laugh. ]

I can quite imagine! There must have been quite a lot of work for you, as one of the few able-bodied young people. Were you expected to defend your Ordon village, too?

[He brings a hand to the back of his head, awkwardly silent for a few moments. Really, that's where so much started...]

It was usually peaceful, but when fighters were needed...

[Then he lets his hand drop, shuffling his feet a little. Link's never discussed much of his journey before, when he thinks about it]

A while ago, bulbins attacked the village. They kidnapped all the children, and Ilia. The only other person who could do something was wounded, so it fell to me.

[ Cid nods, his face solemn with understanding. ]

Quite a lot of responsibility. What did you do then?

I left to try and save them, but I ran into a strange darkness. It... [He pauses here, knowing this might sound absurd] It changed my form, and I was captured.

[ All of these stories of distant worlds are incredibly exciting. Cid finds himself wishing for a vacation... ]

I gather that you were able to free yourself from captivity, in some fashion? That's a very handy skill.

I had some guidance from someone who became an ally.

[He has to admit that; without Midna it wouldn't have been that simple]

It led to me getting caught up in something much bigger though. During that, I learned some useful things.

So you'd say that you have significant experience in a variety of strategy and combat situations! That's very helpful here.

[ Cid claps his hands together, rubbing them for a moment before taking up his pen and memopad. He signs a blank sheet, then hands it to Link. ]

You seem an earnest and reliable young man, and I know you'll fit in well. Just carry this with you down the hall to the registrar, and you'll be given a cadet's proper welcome.

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