Three Final Fantasy characters walk into a bar

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WHO: Squall, Seifer, Cloud, ??
WHAT: Trying out weapons
WHERE: Workshop outside the city
WHEN: Sep 3
WARNINGS: Fight! Potentially blood and injury

Holding a gunblade in his hand again, even if it's just blade without the gun, is exhilarating. Doesn't matter what else Squall doubts about his own future, he won't give this up anytime soon. Plus, it's great stress relief from the hellish invasion of memories just weeks ago.

There's a lot of things making this fun. One, he's never fought alongside Seifer before. Two, Cloud is... remarkably powerful, way beyond what his stature and figure would indicate. Three, the prototype gunblade is a great teaser to what Seifer is going to eventually make.

He falls back to stay out of range of Cloud's buster sword (how is he even wielding that so easily?), eyes flicking over to Seifer to see what he's doing. It's strange having to flip his thoughts from how to counter Seifer's attacks to how to complement it, but all those years of fighting each other is working in their favor now.

He runs in to swipe at an opening from the other side. He's precision and skill even without the trigger component. It's clear he's treating the sparring session like a real battle. Seifer's taught him that much.

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It's Seifer's fault for having nice muscular shoulders to lean on. Not that Squall has done anything like that until he arrived here. Maybe during the war when he accidentally dozed off on Irvine but that was the one and only time since the cowboy wouldn't shut up about it.

"We can get it back if one of us remembers something. That's how we remembered the orphanage. Irvine didn't forget."

He looks over at Seifer. "Is the tea helping?"

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Shoulders are sometimes a really nice pillow. It's still funny that Squall's the one falling over when Seifer's the one half dead this morning. It's alright, makes him feel less like he's completely pathetic and useless.

"How do we make sure someone remembers?"

Because that's the kicker. If they all forget, if no one remembers anything, how will they get any of it back?

The question earns a slow nod, very careful not to jostle himself too much. "Yeah. It helps." His stomach is calming down and his vision clearing. He might be able to get to sleep again soon.

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Squall is unconsciously trying to cuddle. THere's a difference.

"Maybe something can jolt the memory back." Don't ask him how though. "For the present and future, journals would help." Something to look back on has got to jar memories, right? But Seifer's right to question it. Both he and Seifer have memories only the both of them would know. How would they get that back?

He lets out a breath at confirmation that Seifer is feeling better. He moves his head from his rival's shoulder to lean against the couch.

"Good."

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Who would have guessed Squall was secretly so cuddly? Certainly not Seifer.

"How did you first start remembering? Do you even really remember?" Or was he just accepting what the others were claiming as true? Seifer thought it was a valid question, especially with how often they've found themselves the brunt of various machinations and manipulations.

With his tea almost gone Seifer thinks it wouldn't be a bad idea to try to go back to bed. Or he could drag his sorry ass out to the forge for a while. Whichever happened first. Who needs sleep anyway?

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Squall wouldn't have guessed either. He doesn't even realize it half the time. It's not like it manifests around most people.

"Irvine brought it up. He only started using GFs when he joined us, so he remembered the most. Once he brought up the orphanage, we all started to remember."

A pause.

"It felt right. I could remember being there."

Another pause.

"I think you will too."