#thievinggenome

"A...monkey boy?" She tilts her head in confusion

Let it be known that Squall did not go out of his way for people he considered his comrades.  Had one asked a question of that nature two, even three years ago, all they would have received was a cold shoulder.  Now, ever since his time in the world that resided in the white noise within Squall's memories, where good and evil clashed, that list of allies had grown exponentially.  No one could have predicted that Squall could have created such a following when he first became a SeeD operative.  That would bring us to the current situation.

[Ambience: A Place I'll Return To Someday]

Of late, he had begun to appear in the homeworlds of the people he had fought alongside, and Squall felt immediately out of place when he arrived on Gaia.  The planet could be best described as underdeveloped; not a single person wore leather fashioned like his clothes were fashioned, nor did they carry advanced weaponry.  If Squall was a betting man, he could guarantee someone would try to mug him within the next fifteen minutes, of which would bring severe consequences to the mugger.  Be that as it may, this was the spot Squall was instructed to meet Zidane in, and here Squall would wait, come what may.  Although, if one were to glimpse at his thoughts, they would certainly not think that.

Why did I agree to this again?

Even though we haven’t really talked much, I think you’re a wonderful person! You and the other FFIX RPers welcomed me with open arms and I can’t even begin to express how much that means to me.

I’m not surprised. One of you is actually capable of destroying a planet.