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fandomtownies2011-04-09 09:58 pm
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The Preserve, Saturday Afternoon
Squall had heard the radio, and so he figured he might as well go out to try to clear the whatever-they-were off the island.
Little mushrooms waddling around. They didn't look particularly dangerous. He stepped up to one and swung his gunblade at it, and immediately disappeared.
A little later on, and a little wiser this time, Squall stalked back out to the Preserve, with his spells at the ready this time. Thundara didn't seem to work on the creatures, but Fira did, so he stuck to that. Carefully, so he didn't burn down the forest.
(Open Preserve)
Little mushrooms waddling around. They didn't look particularly dangerous. He stepped up to one and swung his gunblade at it, and immediately disappeared.
A little later on, and a little wiser this time, Squall stalked back out to the Preserve, with his spells at the ready this time. Thundara didn't seem to work on the creatures, but Fira did, so he stuck to that. Carefully, so he didn't burn down the forest.
(Open Preserve)