"What is it, Seifer?" Lina asked him impatiently, she didn't have time to deal with him. Seifer ran his fingers through his hair, the tips of his blond hair still sticking up in the motion his hand was moving. He took his time in responding. Everyone was staring at him, curious of the havoc he'd reak this time.
"Lina, would you risk your strength?" he asked her. They all looked at her with concerned looks on their faces, even though it seemed like one of the stupidest questions someone could ask...but then again this was Seifer Almasy here. Seifer wasn't known for many great acknowledges and he really wasn't one to be dealt with at a time such as this. She had a clue of what he was talking about, but she wasn't quite sure and as she thought this, a chill ran up her back and she stared at him cautiously. Seifer sighed. "I have an old 'friend' of yours." Everyone exchanged uneasy looks.
"What do you mean?" Zell asked him, he wanted to get a clear answer rather than just that. Seifer sighed again, annoyed.
"Come with me," he directed and left the ballroom, expecting them to be obedient. They were and they followed him out and to his dorm. Before he opened the door, he glared at everyone, then looked to Lina. "Only Lina and I can go in right now, you guys stay out here." Zell looked flustered at this. Lina walked in cautiously, she didn't know what to expect. Seifer walked into his closet and opened a small door in the back. He motioned for her to follow him. She approached slowly.
In small closet showed a pink sword, blazing menacingly. Lina's pupils immediately turned pure black at the sight of it.