[The day before exams was never a fun one, though McGillis was the image of composure. In fact, it seemed like a much better idea to take it easy the day before, hence a potentially lovely late afternoon out in the quad.
("Potentially," because hey, you never know, anything could happen.)
He'd never really had trouble with these things, but he knew the same couldn't be said for everyone. There was his generally less chill friend, for example...]
Tomorrow's the big day. Are you nervous?
[Are you even going to pass—
They were big names around here, technically. Not many people came from well-known or influential families (or even families at all—), but even then, they had to prove their worth, just like everyone else.]
I can't believe it took me this long to notice this comment.
Not really. We've prepared for this day practically our whole lives. Why would I be nervous?
[Especially under the shade of the trees artfully planted around the quad, he's as comfortable and relaxed as can be. Gaelio is not the sort to worry himself sick when he can spend that energy on something more positive. He looks at McGillis.]
Something tells me you won't have trouble sleeping tonight, either.
It's okay, I have Jae tags now, nothing else matters.
[They're like two lazy cats stretched out across the tiny patches of sunlight on the living room floor. Too content to care. The other students could take a page out of their book, but who would want to—
His faith might be questionable but he smirks, both amused and confident, at what he says.]
Well, it's like you said. I've prepared my whole life for this day.
[An understatement, probably... But McGillis ain't trying to brag.]
If all goes well, things are going to be different from now on.
[Probably not as many opportunities to just take it easy like this. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't going to miss it, at least a little. A shame.]
[If one were to ask Gaelio, everyone would want to take a page out of McGillis' example.]
I can imagine.
[He gives a flippant wave. Oh, he can already picture the future of the man beside him.]
No more lounging around in the quad—all work and no play for our very own McGillis Fareed, SeeD extraordinaire. I'm willing to wager that you'll run your fellow SeeDs to the ground within a month.
[Gaelio here has a surplus of faith to go around dispensing. How can he be stingy with McGillis? Perish the thought.]
Please!! I could never top your tags. Your Heaven's Door tag still sustains me to this day.
[Gaelio has quality opinions. Why no one wants to hear them is a great mystery to him.
He snorts. As if he'd fail and let McGillis go forward alone!]
You say that as if you're dreading it. Doesn't the idea of working with others on a similar skill level excite you? The past few exams haven't given us much challenge; I'm sure things will be different after this next one.
You mean my problematic taste in characters, right—
[It's cute how much more faith Gaelio has in people.]
It'll depend on how quickly our fellow classmates can adjust to their new responsibilities. [And also to McGillis just existing around them in general.] There are bound to be a few hiccups along the way. But you're right. I suppose I can't say no to a good challenge.
[Anyone who gets stuck working with him is gonna hate it, rip in pieces.]
It'll be especially nice to be out on the field more. Don't you agree?
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I still can't believe it took us this long to find our true calling.
("Potentially," because hey, you never know, anything could happen.)
He'd never really had trouble with these things, but he knew the same couldn't be said for everyone. There was his generally less chill friend, for example...]
Tomorrow's the big day. Are you nervous?
[Are you even going to pass—
They were big names around here, technically. Not many people came from well-known or influential families (or even families at all—), but even then, they had to prove their worth, just like everyone else.]
I can't believe it took me this long to notice this comment.
Not really. We've prepared for this day practically our whole lives. Why would I be nervous?
[Especially under the shade of the trees artfully planted around the quad, he's as comfortable and relaxed as can be. Gaelio is not the sort to worry himself sick when he can spend that energy on something more positive. He looks at McGillis.]
Something tells me you won't have trouble sleeping tonight, either.
It's okay, I have Jae tags now, nothing else matters.
His faith might be questionable but he smirks, both amused and confident, at what he says.]
Well, it's like you said. I've prepared my whole life for this day.
[An understatement, probably... But McGillis ain't trying to brag.]
If all goes well, things are going to be different from now on.
[Probably not as many opportunities to just take it easy like this. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't going to miss it, at least a little. A shame.]
Smooth . . . Trap tags give me life.
I can imagine.
[He gives a flippant wave. Oh, he can already picture the future of the man beside him.]
No more lounging around in the quad—all work and no play for our very own McGillis Fareed, SeeD extraordinaire. I'm willing to wager that you'll run your fellow SeeDs to the ground within a month.
[Gaelio here has a surplus of faith to go around dispensing. How can he be stingy with McGillis? Perish the thought.]
Please!! I could never top your tags. Your Heaven's Door tag still sustains me to this day.
But ah... This teasing. Well, two could play at that game.]
I would have more fun if I could boss you around as well. Though I'm sure that won't end up being the case.
[Maybe he wasn't quite as talented as him, but surely he wouldn't fail... Surely...
Gaelio probably wasn't wrong, though. McGillis never did things by halves. It was all or nothing—always had been, always would be.]
We didn't work this hard to be dragged down by others. As long as we're forced to work together, we'll only be as good as the rest of our team.
I have Trap's fabulous taste in characters and writing to thank for that.
He snorts. As if he'd fail and let McGillis go forward alone!]
You say that as if you're dreading it. Doesn't the idea of working with others on a similar skill level excite you? The past few exams haven't given us much challenge; I'm sure things will be different after this next one.
You mean my problematic taste in characters, right—
It'll depend on how quickly our fellow classmates can adjust to their new responsibilities. [And also to McGillis just existing around them in general.] There are bound to be a few hiccups along the way. But you're right. I suppose I can't say no to a good challenge.
[Anyone who gets stuck working with him is gonna hate it, rip in pieces.]
It'll be especially nice to be out on the field more. Don't you agree?