Kuja entered the classroom and started his lesson.
Michael clenched his fist, ready to strike at Versago.
Kuja walked to class, chuckling to himself all the while.
Hattori hummed a little as he watched over her.
"You have such a good sense of humor. I don't think so, though. Now get going before I decide to stuff you in a jar."
"After you then."
"I have a better idea. Why don't you tell me how to lift the curse as I rip your skull open." Michael said, his voice sounding more demonic with each word he spoke.
"What's wrong, Zidane? Afraid you'll end up as one of the specimens?"
ooc: Biology. bic: Kuja saw Zidane walking down the hall. "Hello, brother. Not planning on being late to my class, are you?"
"You think we'd be stupid enough to give you the dragoon spirits?"
ooc: He looks like he did at the end of FF4 ds. bic: "Thank you, Cecil."
Hattori pulled the covers over them and held her against his body.
"And how do you know about the dragoon spirits?"
"That's just how Cecil is." ooc: Can I have Kuja?
"How do we break the curse?"
"Just what are you implying, Jecht?"
"I love you, Arisa."
"Freaking out isn't going to help matters."
"He's my younger brother. What of it?"
Hattori kissed her again.
