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[mm_azy]

One minute, Lucca was running from something really ugly in the ruins of the Ocean Palace (why did she go there again? What ever made her think it was a good idea to go on her own? She should have waited for Crono and Marle to get back from their honeymoon. She really, really should have), and the next she was

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[whistlin_blues]

"Careful," he said from his spot against the wall.

[mm_azy]

To her credit, her reflexes hadn't grown dull between the time they saved the world, and, well, now; her immediate response was to roll to her back, and point her gun at the strange voice.

Her glasses had come slightly askew in the fall, and she could only half-see, but it was enough to see 'person-shaped.' She lowered her gun slightly, and took one hand off of it to adjust her glasses.

"Who are you?" she asked. "...And where am I?

[whistlin_blues]

"Don't point it unless you're going to shoot it," he said, keeping his arms crossed. His shield, which rested beside him, wasn't raised either.

"And you really don't want to shoot it."

He tipped his head back.

"Never been here before?"

[mm_azy]

She glanced around, always keeping him in her field of vision, just in case.

"I don't think so."