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A Stranger's Bag

Today Wakka was walking along the beach when suddenly he found someone's bag washed up to shore. It didn't seem very familiar to the stuff on Besaid. He really has no clue what it was, just that it was someone's bag filled with something, but Wakka didn't dare to open it. He thought it would make him a thief of some sort. He assumed the bag belonged to a traveler somewhere on the island of Besaid, so he took some time to go ask some people about the bag and to return it. 

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OOC: Hello ma sexay followers~

OMG sorry for the late reply I'm so sorry. This is the least I could do.

I'll try to get you all individual replies. Friggin High School Musical distracting me -______-. whatisthisidontevenlikehighschoolmusical

UPDATE: I'll probably won't get back to this post until I finish all of the individual replies. Sorry my "IC" is really lame and not really in character, i was just really tired and couldn't think well.

UPDATE 2: This one plain sucks. I will make a new one for all y'all!

IC: Wakka sees this large group of people standing around. He wants to approach everyone, but doesn't know how. He suddenly thought, "I have an idea, maybe I'll introduce myself to everyone at the same time." He shouts to everyone and waves his arm back and forth, "HEY EVERYONE!! MY NAME'S WAKKA!! LET'S INTRODUCE OURSELVES SOMETIME!!" 

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As King walked around the courtyard of the academy, he walked through the gates for target practice. His pistols were ready to be used, new magazines loaded, polished and calibrated just right. King looked into the targets before him, some with special case scenarios, like a hostage situation. This was more training for him to become a better sharp shooter. Birds flew overhead, with them singing and the sun shining down to him. 

"Here I go..." He said calmly. He drew his pistols, had his fingers ready on the trigger. The trail was hot. He was ready to fire until he heard footsteps approach to him. He looked back to see a familiar girl from his academy. "Huh? Rem?" He holstered both pistols away. There was always more time for training at another time. "Rem, hey how's it going? You just caught me about ready to train. What's up?" He smiled as he turned to her direction.