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[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

[The image isn't the most steady of things, but this would be one (1) SeeD commander standing amongst a veritable horde of moogles - it looks like he's attracted the attention of pretty much every moogle in the area. Unsurprisingly, this also comes with a small cacophony of voices in various mooglish tones, not to mention enough 'kupo's to supply a small battalion with.

Presumably he had something that he was going to say, but got a little bit sidetracked upon finding himself the center of more attention then he'd really ever wanted to be.]

Look, I've told you. I don't have anything you want.

[The moogles however, seem largely inclined to disagree. Or at least, not really inclined to stop mobbing him.]

Comments

[turks-reno.livejournal.com]

Fine, fine, if you insist. Just Squall. But if I had your way with moogles, I'd embrace it.

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

It's... not anything I did.

[turks-reno.livejournal.com]

Pssh. Whether you did something or not, they like you. You will be forever blessed with pompoms and kupos and little bat-like wings. Either you can spend the rest of your life wasting energy fighting the adorableness, or you can accept they like you, and try to find the benefits of being adored by ... well... dozens of moogles. I'm sure there's an upside to it.

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

I suppose they might be useful.

[turks-reno.livejournal.com]

Now that's the spirit!

[Brows furrowed, and he reached off-camera to pick something up, holding an odd chalice of water, crystal and either bone or stone (it was hard to tell), up to the lens.]

Hey. Um. If you ever see one of these in your travels, or know what it is, or see a tree spewing noxious fumes, think you could let me know? A friend of mine kinda took up looking for it all as a personal thing, and... well... you know how it is with friends, right? Go to the ends of the earth for 'em, and all that wonderful, sappy stuff. Not that I think you'll end up seeing any of it, but... if you do? Just call me. I'll come running, if I can.

[He set the chalice down, then scratched the back of his head for a second before flashing a bright grin.]

Anyway, yeah. Welcome to this crazy place called Gaia. Glad to have met you, Squall.

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

I'll keep an eye out.