[The pokegear clicked on, probably nudged by accident when Squall shifted his leg or when a certain water pokemon was fiddling with it. Feet propped up on the desk, the brunet calmly and casually turned the page of the book he reading. It had been what? 5 days since he arrived
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[THEY AREN'T BOOTIES, GOD.]
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Right.
[And yes they are. What else would they be?]
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[Combat boots, duh.]
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[At least that's what he had been told. It wasn't that he didn't consider other possibilities, except. The sooner Chaos fell, the sooner he got his memories back. And hopefully, went home too.]
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Squall--?
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Grabbing his 'gear, he peered at the screen blankly.]
...What?
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[aw she's so pleased with this but her not-linefacing will be stepped on, won't it?]
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Let me guess. You knew the Squall that used to be here.
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...You know, I truly doubt he'll escape and murder you in your sleep if you untie him.
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Your point?
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[He's the enemy, Cecil!]
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What was going on?
Hmmm. Oh, hey, those white booties look pretty interesting.]
...I never knew he liked to wear anything...without dark colors...
[Oops. Did she say that outloud? Oh, well, maybe it was a good idea to talk to Leo--Squall. It was his pokegear, after all!]
You know...you really do loo--...I mean...remind me of a good friend of mine. If he wasn't here, then....I would assume you were him. [She smiles a bit.] Are you...is your name Squall, by any chance?
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What about it?
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[His hands are bit tied up to eat otherwise. CAN YOU GET HIM TO STOP?]
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You never know with these guys, Zidane. (You trusted Kuja too easily, lured me and Bartz to him without ever realizing he could have been an enemy.)
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