Third Floor Common Room, Late Sunday Evening

[the_merriest]

Rikku had no idea why she was up. She should be tired, but she wasn't. Go figure!

Luckily, her Monday class wasn't until after lunch, so it was okay if she stayed up late. She'd even remembered to bring snacks this time. Lots of sugary goodness and crunchy stuff.

The TV said it was a Movie Monster Marathon and Rikku was learning all kinds of stuff. She felt like taking notes. She'd have to ask someone later if any of these creatures were real or not. Most of them weren't anywhere in Spira, that was for sure.



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He nodded. "It does, but only as long as you have and know a gun. With anything else, they tend to be hard to fight." He popped a couple more chips in his mouth. "And I wouldn't say that I knew that student well, but it came up on the radio enough to take notice."

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"What about explosives? I mean, they'll move even slower if you blow 'em up, right?" Rikku giggled. "Maybe the squirrels just had a thing for him, and liked to watch ... wow, I just grossed myself out. I don't want to think about the squirrels hanging out in the bathrooms."

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"Oh should have been. Anything involving ammunition would have been good enough to stop them."

Hamlet just starred at Rikku with that last comment. "I don't even want to think about it. And now I find myself pondering how squirrels take notes on all these things."

[the_merriest]

"Do they slice up nicely? See, now I'm wanting a zombie invasion so I can do, like, weapons testing on them. Does the godhand work? What about a sword? And grenades?" She giggled. "I wonder if the squirrels have mini tape recorders, and they just talk a lot. Maybe all kinds of places have voyeur squirrels, they just don't usually have a radio to report back to?"