[That was the last thing he was expecting. He almost collided with the smoldering remains of the door at the end of the hallway. In fact that's exactly what would have happened except he kept running straight up the wall and landed in another neat flip that put him back on his feet. He whirled around. Another magic user like Kuja? ....why him? And where was Rusty's giant head when he needed it? It would be useful in cleaning this debri. He needed to be cautious. This guy was a prime example of raw strength in the hands of the wrong person. Not that his pride would let him give up. And not that he ever really thought he could out-brawn a guy that size. So he'd have to be more clever. It was the only chance he had.]
"Zidane."
[Well he finally got an introduction out of the guy at least. He tried to keep his body from tensing. It was never smart in a fight. He kept his defensive posture. He thought this guy was just a thug. But now it was apparent that he couldn't be totally sure what this guy was capable of. He probably wasn't even human. Though technically, he had no room to talk there either. Neither was he.]
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"Zidane."
[Well he finally got an introduction out of the guy at least. He tried to keep his body from tensing. It was never smart in a fight. He kept his defensive posture. He thought this guy was just a thug. But now it was apparent that he couldn't be totally sure what this guy was capable of. He probably wasn't even human. Though technically, he had no room to talk there either. Neither was he.]