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"Hey, this is Lloyd! Sorry I didn't catch this; just leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!"

"...Did I do it ri--" -click-


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SHIT IM SORRY I DIDNT SEE THIS UNTIL NOW

[idealistic]

[ for the most part, Lloyd's been left alone. sure he got some looks here and there for his hairstyle, but he's been treated fine as he returned frequently to stock up on the meat. maybe the swords at his hip had something to do with it, or maybe he really does exude tough manliness. who knows?

speaking of his swords, there was a particular reason why he had them today, and not just for show. he still needed to keep up with his training. he couldn't slack off now, not after he promised himself as such when they were at the last planet. he made his way towards the neighboring forests, looking for a clearing when he heard the sounds of someone training on their own.

someone familiar.

he peeks through the trees and finds Riku just a ways away, with the same idea he had. this is cool! maybe he could talk him into being a sparring partner! he could definitely see how much his training paid off then. he walks into the clearing, getting ready to greet him, when...

welp. ]

H-hey! [ he struggles against his binds, clearly having fallen for it like a bona fide sucker. ] Uh. Little help?