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[The response is almost instantaneous, not to mention rapid fire.]

Squall??
Is it really you?
You're really here!?

[ the moment his phone notifies him of Rinoa's responses... he allows himself a little smile on his face.

he misses her. ]

I'm here.
I promised you, didn't I?

[ you'll find me ]

[His answer sets off the goofiest smile ever on her face.

Maybe it didn't seem like it with how chipper she always is, but she's missed him so much.]

Oh yeah?
Well, you're late!
I've been stuck here for ages you know.

[ If he could see her now... because he's just shrugging, brushing it off. ]

I've been busy.
Ages?

[It's okay, she can do enough dopey smiling for both of them. It's in her nature.]

Meanie.
Yup, ages!
It's already been what, four months already!?
Something like that anyway.

Edited 2014-02-10 00:00 (UTC)

[ ...four months?! but wait, Quistis said she's okay. ]

You're not hurt?
No one's tried to kill you?
Lock you up?

[Physically yes, but she can probably find someone to sign off on for mental strain and separation anxiety. That totally counts, right? Even if it's just a really round about way of saying that she's missed him lots?]

No, I'm okay!
Everyone's been really nice.
Well, mostly.

[.......]

It's just, I wasn't sure if you'd really come.
I mean the field isn't here so I was kind of worried.

[ oh. oh. he breathes a sigh of relief. good thing she can't see him. ]

That's good.
Well.
I'm here now, aren't I?

[No, it's a bad thing that she can't see him. Very bad.]

That's right, you're here.
You're really here.
It's like it's too good to be true.
[Her pause is just long enough that he could probably get a text or two in before she starts up again. Turns out Rinoa's only so patient.]
Can I see you.
I want to see you.
Squall please.

[Words on a screen are great, but anyone can write words. So it doesn't feel quite real yet. So what if it may or may not be getting late, some things are more important.]

[ he wants to see her, too. ]

Yeah.
Yeah, you can see me.
I. I want to see you, too.
For myself.

[ he trusts Quistis about her safety. but he wants to make sure, wants to see Rinoa in person, for real. ]

1440. Don't get lost.

[Who needs a rose potion when being a dorky teenager in love is sufficient??]

You do?
I mean, great!
I'll be there as soon as I can!

[She had to see Quistis in person before she believed she was here too. Text is just too impersonal for the likes of Rinoa.

Oh right, one last thing, but she types it even as she's walking.]

1490.
I know where 1440 is Squall.
I take Angelo for walks all over the place around here.

[Thankfully it's not that big of a housing development, so it doesn't take her too long to find 1440 fro 1490. Even if it is longer than she'd like.

Now to find her... whatever Squall is. Probably should have asked if he'd be waiting outside.]

[ He is actually waiting outside, just sitting in front of the house. He'll be drumming his fingers on his knees, patient. ]

Squall!

[It's obvious when she spots him, since she's not exactly quiet about it.

Rinoa doesn't say anything else, she just sort of takes off. It might be a good idea for him to brace for impact or something along those lines.

Also she is totally wearing a knock off of his jacket. Santa made it for her, isn't he nice.]

[ he immediately stands up at the sound of her voice, nearly does a salute, but remembers, This is Rinoa and drops it.

.... the jacket though. ]

Where did you get that?

[Rinoa doesn't even notice the almost salute, she's honestly too busy paying attention to other things. Like how he's now at the perfect hug height now that he's standing. He might not be much of a hug person, but she is and so she gives him one anyway. If she clings a little well, who can blame her.

Until.. seriously?]

Squall! I haven't seen you in months and the first thing you ask me about in person is my jacket?? [She's not mad, in fact she's actually laughing instead. Leave it to Squall to focus on something like that a time like this.] It was a present! Someone made it for me for this holiday called Christmas.

[She's refused to wear any other coat or jacket since.]

[ Hugs are still foreign concepts to him, especially coming from Rinoa and Quistis. But, his arms aren't just hanging by his sides... in fact they'll come up and hug Rinoa back... awkwardly.

Does he kiss the top of her head? SQUINTS ]

Well... It looks like mine for one thing... [ is she still wearing Griever? ] Christmas?

[Practice makes perfect, Squall. Sounds like they just need to make hugging a regular thing.

He'd better, because it'll make her all warm and gooey inside for the next several weeks. Rinoa's not going to bother moving away either, at least not just yet, maybe in a few minutes.]

It's supposed to! I wanted something I could wear that'd remind me of you! [She's not going to tel Squall that the Landlord made her forget him for a while.

Would she go anywhere without it?]

Christmas is great! It's kind of like the Winter Solstice back home. Presents, time spent with friends, and stuff like that!

[ he's quiet, because it's just so Rinoa, so like her to have something to remind her of him. ]

And my ring? Are you telling me it doesn't remind you of me?

[ he doesn't let go either, just... lets himself hold her and she hold him for a while. ]

...Why's it called a different name when it's just the same thing?

What? So I'm only allowed one reminder now? And this one is practical, because it keeps me warm. So you should like that, right?

[The implication being that he's practical naturally.

She'd honestly expected him to start moving away by now, so the fact that he doesn't keeps a goofy smile on her face. Maybe he'll learn to get used to this hug stuff after all.]

Easy! Because it's not exactly the same. We don't have anything like Santa! He's a big man with super powerful magic! He makes presents for all the kids everywhere on the planet and he delivers them all in only a night!

[And she's even met him, so she's a huge believer.]

I guess. [ he shrugs—or at least he shrugs from his position. He's always practical! Sort of... considering the three belts he has. ]

Uh huh. [ one night... isn't that impossible to do? ] More powerful than a Sorceress?

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