All of that overdue vacation time and Squall has just contributed to its continued delay. He can't blame Nida. The only reason why Squall's able to clean out his mandatory vacation hours is because he logs them whenever he's doing non-Garden affiliated business. Interviews or peacekeeping work with Rinoa, technology screenings with President Loire (good luck getting him to call the guy dad), even afternoon lunch dates with Ellone. All of it gets flagged as personal time so he doesn't have to own up to the policies he helps enforce.
Maybe he'll share this trick with Nida once his head stops buzzing with all of the loaded potential his standing order possesses.
As Nida makes himself comfortable, Squall takes a moment to suck in a breath and remember the plan he promised to put in motion should information about Seifer ever make it onto his desk. The whole world wanted a scapegoat for the war once it ended. With Edea pardoned, it hardly left anyone else to blame except Seifer. That he went into hiding is shocking. Not because he thinks Seifer wants to be punished but because Seifer was never one to buck the opportunity for the spotlight.
Squall's grateful to see that's changed, just not at the expense of present circumstances. He has a plan though. He just has to focus on that and not the annoyance bubbling up in him over the fact that Seifer's idea of laying low is to do it in the most recognizable outfit after Squall's bomber. Fucking idiot. Unless...No. Squall shakes the thought. Why would Seifer want to be found?
Unless, unless, unless.
"I'll need a full report of the surrounding area and a detailed map of where he was last seen. If you tailed him, I want the route." The orders come unbidden, flowing out of him and a little too readily received if Nida's posture is anything to go off of. Squall considers him a moment, then adds, "This will remain classified for the time being. If this information gets out in any capacity, someone less talented than you in infiltration is bound to screw this up for us."
It's a compliment. Squall's still not good at giving them even after all this time being a leader, but he's learned how to dole them out when they're due.
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on 2024-11-10 07:11 am (UTC)Maybe he'll share this trick with Nida once his head stops buzzing with all of the loaded potential his standing order possesses.
As Nida makes himself comfortable, Squall takes a moment to suck in a breath and remember the plan he promised to put in motion should information about Seifer ever make it onto his desk. The whole world wanted a scapegoat for the war once it ended. With Edea pardoned, it hardly left anyone else to blame except Seifer. That he went into hiding is shocking. Not because he thinks Seifer wants to be punished but because Seifer was never one to buck the opportunity for the spotlight.
Squall's grateful to see that's changed, just not at the expense of present circumstances. He has a plan though. He just has to focus on that and not the annoyance bubbling up in him over the fact that Seifer's idea of laying low is to do it in the most recognizable outfit after Squall's bomber. Fucking idiot. Unless...No. Squall shakes the thought. Why would Seifer want to be found?
Unless, unless, unless.
"I'll need a full report of the surrounding area and a detailed map of where he was last seen. If you tailed him, I want the route." The orders come unbidden, flowing out of him and a little too readily received if Nida's posture is anything to go off of. Squall considers him a moment, then adds, "This will remain classified for the time being. If this information gets out in any capacity, someone less talented than you in infiltration is bound to screw this up for us."
It's a compliment. Squall's still not good at giving them even after all this time being a leader, but he's learned how to dole them out when they're due.