# 0.001

[whatevering]

...? [ Squall's walking around, it's only vaguely obvious from his expression that he's more than a bit confused. He walks forward a bit, stops, crosses his arms, and then looks down. ]

... [ More dots, more confusion, and more thoughts that just aren't making it onto the second level. Too bad. Anyway, he starts walking back to where he was before

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[devilbrought]

[whatevering]

!

[devilbrought]

?

[whatevering]

...

[sleepingli0ness]

[Squall's walking back to her place when she spots Squall, stops, and something about seeing him immediately makes her bristle.]

[whatevering]

[ He stares at her for a few minutes, mostly because she stopped around him. Squall crosses his arms, feeling somewhat defensive. ]

... What?

[sleepingli0ness]

.... [She has to glare up at him, which only seems to offend her even more. His hair was shorter, his gunblade a little bigger, and he wore his pants baggier and over his boots instead of tucking them in. Although something makes her hope that she doesn't look quite so stupidly vacant most of the time.]

...Hn. Nothing.

[whatevering]

[ He looks away from her, putting a hand on his hip and thinking again. He does that. A lot. ]

[whatevering]

[ Pause. ] Yes.

[whatevering]

A global reception?

[glacial_dance]

Hiya! Are you new~?

[whatevering]

... I guess.

[glacial_dance]

Has anyone told you where you are yet~?

[whatevering]

A city.

Template.

[gredn0tforge]

[...Going to enjoy this one.]

No, no- that's completely wrong, that is. It goes like this. [Mimics your posture.]

[whatevering]

[ Slooowly looks over. Face, meet palm. ]

[gredn0tforge]

[Copies- trying to do a better job of it and full out smacking himself in the face.]

[whatevering]

[ Sigh. Just sigh.]

What do you want?