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"I hate the thunder plains."
"We know, Rikku."
"No, like…I really, really, hate them."
"Especially now that we're all stuck in this stupid tent…"
"It's not Rin's fault thunder struck the inn and it's destroyed!"
"It's his fault he couldn't provide a better alternative! It keeps making flapping sounds-I think a stake is undone…"
"Why don't you go check, then, Rikku?"
"I would if you would move your foot, you big meanie!"
"…There. Is that better?"
"Well, yes and no…"
"What?"
"Tidus…can you…?"
"What…oh! Sorry, sorry, I thought that was a pillow. Okay, that would explain why I thought my pants were eating me."
"Back in a sec!"
"…"
"…"
"It's cold."
"Why don't you light a fire, ya?"
"No! Don't! We'll all burn up in here, it's practically an oven."
"I think you should."
"Kimahri approve."
"Okay, well…"
"NO!"
"Oh my god! I can feel the skin on my arm disintegrating!"
"Are you sure that's not firaga?!"
"Don't take God's name in vain! And it's Yevon."
"Why don't you just summon Bahamut the freaking mountain and we'll take shelter under him?"
"Kimahri eyebrows…?"
"Why don't you just put the fire out?"
"Okay, well, let's just use this…"
"Holy &#(!"
"Kimahri fur on fire?!"
"ARE YOU KIDDING? THAT'S NOT WATER; THAT'S SAKE. WHY WOULD AURON KEEP WATER ON HIS HIP?"
"Water! Waterga! Put it out, Lu, ya?!"
"Okay, okay just give me a second…Waterga!"
"…"
"…"
"It smells like wet ronso."
"Yuna heal Kimahri?"
"What? Why-oh! Kimahri, what happened to you?"
"Kimahri ronso…fur flammable."
"It smells like toasted ronso."
"Why don't we just all go to sleep."
"I agree, ya?"
"My sake-"
"Goodnight."
"…"
"…"
"What the hell is that smell?"
"Rikku?"
"I was borrowing a mallet to stake down the corner of the tent. But seriously, it reeks, what happened?"
"Kimahri caught on fire."
"What? Why! What did you guys-mmph!"
"Just lay down and sleep, Rikku. Just sleep…"
"Mmph-get your hand off my mouth! Meanie! I can be quiet by myself perfectly well, thank you!
"Than exercise that ability, please."
"You-you-fine! See if I ever talk to you again."
"Shut up, ya!"
"Be quiet!"
"…"
"…"
"Tidus…can you?"
"…It's my ass again, isn't it."
"Auron, get your hand off my-"
"GOODNIGHT!"
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Word Count: 372
Date Start/Date Finish: 7/05/08-7/05/08
Theme: goodnight