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@xgrieverspride [ continued ]

Zell was never one to menace words. What he said was exactly what he thought in that exact moment. So when he finally had caught up with his Commander, one look at him and his statement popped out.

Squall looked like crap. But it was probably fine, he seemed fine; nothing to really worry about and so he wouldn't. That was the thing with something like a gunblade; you cut into someone, you're probably hella likely to get some blood on you when things start getting hot. Most of the time, Zell's specialty had him pretty clean on that front ; broken bones don't splatter all over you ( though some may be stained on the knuckles of his gloves ).

Truthfully though - he would've loved to see the other guy. Squall in action kicked serious ass. Gunblade was just too complicated for Zell to figure out but it never got old seeing a professional at work.

"Hmm, let's see-" Zell fumbles into his pockets to see if he could find anything useful. Became second nature; never knew what kind of shit idiots kept on them. High security his ass. His tongue roves over his pronounced canines, withdrawing some paper with a code on it. Alas it would be just a code to someone's locker rather than the one they currently needed. "Man-!" A point of frustration for Zell. Guess security was slightly better than expected. He wasn't giving too much credit though. This was bare minimum.

"No luck," he sighs in defeat. "We can try and get through anyway.. or some goon might have the keycard we're lookin' for. Probably someone in some fancy suit, lookin' important.." Zell balanced on one leg, the other crossing over his ankle while scratching his chin, pondering if he'd noticed anyone that stood out that he skirted by without being noticed.

His eyes then focus on Squall, waiting a decision ; try their luck here and now or backtrack and try to find the card.

"See, it's when you say unhinged crap like that that makes you look like a total psycho."

So really, tools was the only thing stopping her after all. "Probably would'a kidnapped a few more to make a real suit outta it if y'could've.."

"For the record, I was kidding about skinning that poor little guy!"

"...I didn't have the right tools to do it properly. And I'd barely be able to wear 'im as a hoodie even if I did."

“I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”

— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein  (via masonatlas)

I have to say I'm with Zell on this one...😂

started ffviii. selphie is everything to me. what the hell was that girl

We love shipping in this house. 😍 Reblog if it's okay for partners to ask for a pre-established ship with your muse(s)!

Doesn't mean you have to accept, but you're totally down to discuss it!

Some people are just born to fight, I think. It’s not that they’re born brave. It’s not that they’re born strong. It’s just that the universe has decided that this one, this one will have grit and fire and steel in their blood. And it’ll be tested, this cosmic mettle of theirs. They’ll face trial after trial, be broken and damaged in countless ways. But this one was born to fight. Maybe it’s not the life they would have chosen. Maybe they’d love to lay down their arms. But they were born to fight. It’s what they know. It’s what they do best. It’s all they can do.

zell got so pissed at irvine being a creep then having the nerve to tell THEM to leave HIM be when he's called out on it that he punched the floor of the train

....

and made the train vibrate. to the point they made an announcement about said vibration and checked for damages.

i'm remembering why i loved zell's moments so much

lmfao i never noticed this

when the galbadian students are doing push-ups in the hallway and zell is doing push-ups with them, if you talk to one he talks about there's 'one good thing' about doing push ups and then a girl walks by and he's being a creep looking at her legs ( do the girls wear skorts or skirts? )

and zell who i thought was a good boy also stopped his push ups and stared when she walked past him

not sO WHOLESOME

Ong Bak (2003)

Zell facts.

He's an abrasive, loud, and short-tempered guy that's honestly always ready to get down for violence -

But with Squall he's a fucking puppy by almost no exaggeration. Squall tells him to chill, Zell .... tones himself down to a really impressive degree. like he's still pissed but he listens to Squall's leadership.

Squall's an ass to him? Zell is LITERALLY. COMPLETELY. UNEFFECTED. Just brushes it off like nothing happened. Admires Squall too much to take it personal and get pissed. Other people? Probably going to get bitten at.

Squall just keeps him on a leash by proxy within the game and I find it hilarious, but it also shows one - how much Zell really likes the dude, but two, how much he RESPECTS him that he follows his instruction when it's given.

Ugh I know I wrote examples but that's lost to time. Why can't i have everyone in my party so I don't miss any dialogue?!

"OH HELL NO!" Zell proceeds to dramatically gag. "M'fucker's going to make my lose my LUNCH. Nasty ass." He almost says he'll deck him if he suggests that again. This time he holds himself back ... because Seifer would. Then he'd have to punch him.

.... Then again-

"Get your mind out of the gutter, chicken-wuss. I'm not that into you."

"Man, piss off. You got an inch of hair and call it 'style'?" Probably ain't the only thing that's an inch.

"Obviously you're still on that same dated hairstyle so that only seems fitting..."

@visionaryanarchist seifer vc: a chicken-looking guy? tsk. hardly.

"THE FUCK?! YOU'RE STILL ON THAT PLAYGROUND SHIT?!"

zell loves wakka's hair. it's an inspiration @starvingtongue

"Behave."

If Squall embodied ice, Zell personified fire. Everything seemed to roll effortlessly off Squall's back with indifference in contrast to Zell who forever seemed incapable of that indifference. He was as subtle as a bull in a China store and just as reckless as one.

Talking poorly about SeeD was a sure fire way to get on Zell's bad side. With Squall's pointed and sharp instruction, Zell's inhaled sharply and his tightened fist attempted to relax. The offender should be thanking his new birthday Squall was present.

"Should've let me lay 'em out," Zell grumbled the moment they were out of earshot.

Zell Dincht

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