Making good time in his haste, Zack arrived at the sandlot in time to witness Vivi getting the beatdown from Seifer. As one could have expected, Seifer's definition of "training" was brutal, and his sessions overwhelmingly one-sided rough-ups onto whomever it was he was working with. Zack winced and recoiled as Seifer proceeded to chastise Vivi, calling out the nearby Droka in the process. He went wide-eyed for a second as a dark nostalgia caught up with him. 

[b]"What do you want, Chicken-Wuss?"[/b]

Zack snapped back into the moment. He then noticed that Jacob and Julia were nearby. He glared sternly at Seifer. He took a striding step forward, tensing his grip on his Struggle bat. 

[b]"This doesn't concern you!"[/b]

[color=f26522]"Must be easy,"[/color] Zack chided. [color=f26522]"To talk so big when you're ragdolling someone half your size."[/color]