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Who: Quistis and Blank
What: Payment for the performance.
When: Day after the show.
Where: Balamb
Warnings: None yet!
Late morning, early afternoon, Quistis made her way towards the Prima Vista. The evening had gone very well, and everyone who had attended had really enjoyed it. There was a lot of buzz about Garden, a happy yet peaceful excitement that hadn't been there in too long. She had missed seeing all the students gossiping, chatting - be it about the play itself, certain actors or actresses, or whatever flirting had gone on between SeeDs or cadets that night.
With a light step, Quistis approached the Prima Vista. She felt that she owed it to the group to thank them personally, not to mention thanking Blank for agreeing to make the visit. Standing by, she hoped that someone would be around to talk to.
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He was currently out on the deck, polishing his beloved figurehead of the Prima Vista. A task he did regularly and took very seriously.
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So she cleared her throat, clutching carefully at the envelope in her hand. She didn't want to startle him, so she didn't call out too loudly, "Good afternoon."
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He hopped off the edge of the airship and made his way over to her. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
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"I came by to thank you for the performance last night, and to pay you for the pleasure."
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"There's too much here, Ms. Trepe..."
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"I think we've paid you just the right amount." She smiled as she said it, knowing fine well she'd given an extra bonus. But they deserved every penny of it.
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"And it would be nice if you came back soon." She glanced at Blank, "If you all would, come back again some time for us."
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"We'll come back whenever you want us." Another smile. "hey, want the guided tour while you're here?"
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"Guided tour?" She blinked, and glanced up at the Prima Vista, "I'd like that."
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He took her down below deck, straight to the stage. It looked a lot smaller when it wasn't opened out like it had been during the show. "Well, this is where the magic happens. The built in stage."
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"It looks so much smaller..." Really, she was quite amazed at how compact the place could be. She was grateful Blank was holding her hand, otherwise she'd be off looking at things, running on the stage, and generally being entirely unprofessional.
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He was trying not to rush, but it was hard, he just wanted to show her everything. He led her to the sleeping area. Hammocks and bunkbeds and blankets on the floor. It wasn't elegant living, but to him it was a palace. "This is where we sleep."
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She just nodded slowly, sighing softly.
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"I imagine it's such a lovely way of life... So different from mine." And there was a sense of longing in her voice.
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Blank noticed the tone of Quistis' voice, worrying now about her happiness.
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Urgh, internet died last night! Sorry!
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