Oliver: I was.
It was... it was like, I think some subroutine in this body.
It was in my sights, and I couldn't pull the trigger, and that tiny part of me took over and I started shooting.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Lisa: ...Yeah, probably not a good idea to risk that if you're not sure what'll happen.
My advice is to distance yourself from the guy who hulked out as much as possible. I mean, we're more a ragtag group of people than an official organization, I don't think it's technically our fault if a bad egg happens to follow us here.
Squall listens coldly, his expression incrementally darkening as he hears of the marines, Longram and Suzu getting put out of action. A spark of interest ignites in his steel-grey eyes as he hears of Artorias' confinement.
(@Six) Squall: I'm unsure you're the one I should ask about casualties among SeeD, but that was more than enough. So, as it goes, you've lost four combatants due to the fifth losing his mind. A disaster thath has happened purely by one of your own not being able to keep control of himself to some reason.
Squall sighs. His face looks like he's experiencing nostalgia... or is it mild case of PTSD? One can't be sure.
(@Six) Squall: I'll send our best medically-inclined Para-Mages to your injured squadmates. Along with that - please guide me to the ward in which the perpetrator is held.

Asagi: Doesn't sound like it. Or look like it, considering all the uniformed school-kid-adults lurking around looking sour. >.>
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