Zell was not having the best few days, let her tell you about it. And she would, to the first person that she saw on this damned tin can.
Everything leading up to this wasn't exactly sunshine and puppies, either, but this - this had really taken the cake. Zell was convinced she'd been time compressed, or gone insane. First she wakes up on a eerie, silent and sleek looking ship. She can't find Squall, Ellone, or Quistis, and no one here seems to know who the heck they are.
And the food sucks.
It really sucks.
Then she gets put on another ship, decidedly less sleek looking, and people still don't know who or what her friends are, what a Sorceress is ("No, not that kind!"), and she may have yelled at some of them and stomped off. She promptly gets lost, and then finds her way to the food dispensers, which leads to this.
Zell, poking morosely at some wheat protein arranged lengthwise, with a layer of chicken and cheddar gel on top. It is the saddest attempt at a hot dog.
Zell could cry.
[ planetside ]
After a few dramatics about breathing water, Zell manages to adjust to the planet enough. If by adjust you mean propelling herself about like a champion swimmer with a bit too much flailing, yes, she's... adjusted.
She can be found hanging around the food courts, trying everything in sight, and also playing with the poofy fish in the tourist traps.
Her real interest is in one of the underwater ruins. Maybe there's a GF inside! (No, not a girlfriend, a spirit monster bigger than your head that's more complicated than your relationship status.) That would make her day, so she's definitely asking literal passerby if they're interested in taking a traipse around.
zell dincht (au) | final fantasy 8
[ shipside (assuming an assignment) ]
Zell was not having the best few days, let her tell you about it. And she would, to the first person that she saw on this damned tin can.
Everything leading up to this wasn't exactly sunshine and puppies, either, but this - this had really taken the cake. Zell was convinced she'd been time compressed, or gone insane. First she wakes up on a eerie, silent and sleek looking ship. She can't find Squall, Ellone, or Quistis, and no one here seems to know who the heck they are.
And the food sucks.
It really sucks.
Then she gets put on another ship, decidedly less sleek looking, and people still don't know who or what her friends are, what a Sorceress is ("No, not that kind!"), and she may have yelled at some of them and stomped off. She promptly gets lost, and then finds her way to the food dispensers, which leads to this.
Zell, poking morosely at some wheat protein arranged lengthwise, with a layer of chicken and cheddar gel on top. It is the saddest attempt at a hot dog.
Zell could cry.
[ planetside ]
After a few dramatics about breathing water, Zell manages to adjust to the planet enough. If by adjust you mean propelling herself about like a champion swimmer with a bit too much flailing, yes, she's... adjusted.
She can be found hanging around the food courts, trying everything in sight, and also playing with the poofy fish in the tourist traps.
Her real interest is in one of the underwater ruins. Maybe there's a GF inside! (No, not a girlfriend, a spirit monster bigger than your head that's more complicated than your relationship status.) That would make her day, so she's definitely asking literal passerby if they're interested in taking a traipse around.