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Balamb Garden looms in the distance. The fortress-like Academy letting off a slightly blue glow in the distance. You travel the long road toward it.
What am I doing here? you ask yourself. It was after-all an Academy for elite mercenary soldiers. How were you ever going to even be accepted? What kind of tyrant Headmaster ran this place?
So many questions and fears ran through your mind as you passed the large entrance. You nervously walked down the long hallway repeating to yourself what you were going to say to the headmaster.
As you enter the hallway, a cluster of students appear around you. Some were casually dressed while others had on uniforms. You noticed that they all carried weapons on them.
You looked toward the stairs leading to an elevator. A tall female furre steps from it and smiles at you. You return the smile and walk towards her. "Who's the tryant that runs this place?" you jokingly say to her.
"I do." A voice echoes from behind her.
You look past to see a tall male furre. He wore a black leather jacket with a white shirt underneath and leather pants. A long customized Gunblade fell from his side.
"S-Sorry sir. I didnt know you where there-I mean!! I was just j-joking." You say.
He stares at you with his brown eyes. The frown he had remained on his face. He reaches up and brushes a hand through his brown hair and smirks.
"Dun worry 'bout it. I've been called worse." He said as a smile spread across his face, "So what can i do for you?"
"Well....." You say starting into your, memorized by now, speech about joining.
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