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Character(s): Jecht, Meg, guards...
Content: The two decide to blow this popsicle stand, and head out to the land of permasunny.
Setting: Jecht's place → Joutenheim
Time: How can you tell? It's snow o'clock pm.
Warnings: Shirtless Jecht, and shameless flirting I suspect.


Jecht was just about finished packing a bag full of useful items -- some utensils, tools... some food for the trip. He was sure that once they got out to the islands he'd be able to find something edible out there. And besides... that dream version of the kid had said he was a fisherman wasn't he? Yeah... the more he thought about it, the more he was convinced he could probably wrangle one in with his bare hands.

With a grin he strapped the last few things into place, and fastened it shut, slinging it across his back. "That about does it," he nodded, wondering how proud Auron would be to know he was going in prepared.

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[sinning]

He knew that he didn't have to. In fact, doing things that he had to do wasn't exactly one of his strong points, either. "Yeah, well -- sometimes there's just things you wanna do," he didn't look down at her again, only forward as he pressed on towards the gates ahead.

Jecht didn't feel the cold anymore. Especially not with Meg pressed up against him. "Besides, this works for keepin' me warm, too," he chuckled.