May 16, 2011 13:58
[For the last couple of weeks, Squall has mostly been nowhere to be seen - or heard, for that matter. Today, however, he finally breaks radio silence, as his journal picks up his quiet question as he finally makes his way back into town.]
...That time already?
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Rinoa?
[There are so many questions he wants to ask, so many things to catch up on, but he settles for nodding, even if she can't see him doing it.]
You aren't talking to yourself. And it's called Luceti.
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Squall? So it really is you, but how? Voices can't really come from books, can they? [She looks around her curiously, wondering if that's what he meant.]
So this place is called Luceti? I don't remember a country named anything even close to that.
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The book's like a radio. Don't ask me how.
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So what time were you talking about?
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