Summary: It takes more than time for hurts to heal.
A/N: Hey, y'all. College got the best of me, and so I lost a couple of plots, but I am in the process of getting back into them.
Methodology and Consequence...
Have never differed so much between two connected people
Squall, in a surprising contradiction to his own, apparent, everlasting duty to efficiency, is a person who takes his time.
Perhaps by reconfiguring the thought to make it flow with what Squall is rather than what he should be, it should be related that he likes to stalk and hunt his target before actually going in and committing the kill. An efficiency in its own way. Dedication, fascination, participation. He seems to put his life into the mission, and every little interval in time not focused on the ever-present mission becomes a dreaded break of nothingness, a hellish waiting room before the doors to Hell (or is it Heaven?).
He is a person born and bred to fight.
Laguna, a self-admitted lazybones, cool with just breathing the air and seeing the sights, is somewhat, almost frighteningly, far more apt to end a battle before it starts. He is likely to throw a disproportionate amount of grenades in the face of the enemy, or pull the trigger like he has a grudge just waiting to be satisfied. He has no hesitation, no doubts, just puts an end to what he wants finished, and that is that. The doubts come afterward, when reason returns and the rush fades. He is a person who feels before he thinks, and this has made him who he is.
It makes a person wonder why one is the military man while the other is the president, but then you'd get stuck on how Fate likes to fuck with the interesting ones, and leave it at that.
These differences, between the slow walker and the fast talker, are possibly the reason their relationship was fated to fail from Day One.
But there is always room for compromise, and while Fate may exist (as Squall and his paradox can attest), it is not always nonnegotiable.
A/N: So here's another hope chapter, because looking back, it looks really bleak. Sorry for it being so short. And, it's also a nod to my play style with both in Duodecim, though I do love to spam combos with Squall occasionally.