(@Albert) Irvine: Both actually, scavenging is very popular around- ... Oh.
The darkness of space gives way to bright daylight, and the ship slows drastically, then stops. Quistis' face appears on the screen.
(@Team) Quistis: Everyone, we've arrived to the final destination. The crew of Ragnarok thanks you for patience... ~glances at Selphie~ ...And for enduring occasional zones of turbulence.
The hatch gets open, and a majestic sight opens before you. You've basically landed at the top of a humongous construction
. Young people in uniform similar to the one Quistis wears rush to help with unloading cargo and preparing the ship for standby. Quistis and Selphie come down from the cockpit.
(@Team) Quistis: So, time to go, folks.
-My characters get up and leave-
-Six is the first to leave, a green giant, followed by Naomi, every bit an explorer with her stark-white spacesuit and her orange scarf flapping in the wind-
-Valerie seems a bit more comfortable here than elsewhere, for some odd reason, and Oliver also looks like he's in awe of what he's standing on-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."???: Xu, send the confirmation to Laguna.
Calm, sober voice is heard from behind the line of cadets as they stand aside, saluting. A stern-looking young man in his mid-twenties
clad in more decorated version of SeeD uniform slowly approaches the spot of landing, and Quistis, Selphie and Irvine both sidestep, opening the way to you. His face is almost completely stoic as he speaks, but his eyes unveil his respectful nature.
(@Team) Squall: Pleased to see you here... Though members of your escort sure did take their time. ~looks at your SeeD companions~ Well, whatever. Squall Leonhart, 26-rank SeeD Operative and Commander of Balamb Garden. I'll be overseeing your stay from now and till your departure.
Squall takes off one of his black gloves and proceeds to offer formal handshake to people present.
Upon hearing Quartz' broken English, Squall's face gets tinted with a bit of "They've hired a team of retards" expression, but upon taking a better assessive look he realizes that the arrivals are probably worthy of being trusted with the resolution of an international politic scandal. Probably.
Six could probably use his prosthetic anyway since everyone notices that Squall's grip is superhumanly strong, even though he controls it. There must be magic at work.
Upon putting the glove back on the Commander stands in front of you and gestures towards the campus of the Garden, perfectly visible from above.
(@Team) Squall: I'd accompany you on the trip myself, but there's some urgent business in need of doing. I believe you've already had a chance to communicate with the President of Esthar, and right now he's on his way here. I have to prepare an escort for meeting him as well now. So I've assigned another operative to guide you around the... I've told you to drop it.
Squall heroically resists overwhelming urges to facepalm as another young man
his age ascends to the Garden's summit using what looks like a hovering surfing board. The guy looks like Squall's direct opposite and nonchalantly jumps off the board while simultaneously catching it with his off-hand.
(@Team) Zell: 17-rank SeeD Operative...
(@Zell) Squall: ...Zell Dincht. Who has been forbidden to use the freaking hoverboard around the Garden. Thrice. In this month. ~sighs~ You know what to do.
Zell nods with a big grin and beckons people to follow.
The Garden certainly looks like an incredibly complicated boarding school with students - clad formally or informally - chatting, hurrying somewhere for classes etc. Levels of the Garden are interconnected via elevators placed in transparent shafts which allows to observe every part of the garden, including vast overgrown gardens (no pun intended) that probably serve as training grounds and spaces for PE lessons.
Zell stops as he leads you to a wing with numerous similar doors, then points at some of them.
(@Team) Zell: Yo, we've prepared these rooms for you, so feel free to get in and accomodate. I'll be back later to lead you somewhere else, and until then use the map at the corner to find your way around. Gotta go. See ya!
Throwing a few cautious looks around, Zell jumps on his board and starts floating away, quickly disappearing from view.
Gotta go for the night. See ya people.
Six: ...hm. Quite a place.
Naomi: I think I'm gonna go do some exploring!
-And with that, Naomi heads off into Balamb Garden. After looking after her for a moment, Valerie heads off as well, but in a more skulky manner-
-This leaves Six and Oliver, who both decide to settle in-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-All of my characters are doing things-
-Valerie is sitting in a corner, her tail swaying as she meditates and focuses on a ring of elements she is projecting in front of her-
-Naomi is napping on a couch, after a night of exploring Balamb Garden-
-Six is doing calibrations... on his brand-new marksman rifle
's scope-
-Oliver, in the meanwhile, is practicing quickdrawing a revolver cowboy-style. A quick check confirms there's no cylinder in the gun, so it's only mildly completely unsafe-
edited 9th Jan '17 2:44:42 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-After a few more moments of fiddling around with his rifle's scope, Six gets up and heads out to whereever Suzu and the tank are-
-Naomi wakes up, snorting as she tries to see what the big thing is-
edited 9th Jan '17 2:53:16 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Naomi: We just call 'em "provinces" now.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."